So apparently my work is deteriorating again. I tried digging deeper into this issue -- am I depressed? Does my work-life balance needs rehashing? Do I watch too much k-pop? Am I not doing enough laundry? No no no no.

I love my job. However, loving your job but you're not that good at it can be problematic too. Or maybe I'm just too comfortable here. I don't know. I guess I just have to buck-up. But how does one improves the quality of work when the only (annoying) voice you hear at work is the demotivating type?

*grumble grumble*

My drooling rugrat turns 6 months today! Party!
(actually I need to work harder -- have you not seen the cost of formula milk these days?)

... and then he progresses...

My iPod is acting up today! Arghhhh. I noticed that if I let my baby play with it (SALIVATE all over it more like it) then the iPod will go all diva on me. Pssshhhhhh.

My 3 kids are a handful these days. Rumi dances like Pocoyo, Emre is cranky (teething, poor baby) and Alebu the cow is so smelly! Heh.

To keep the creative juice flowing (or what's left of it) I'm gonna update this blog more often. If you noticed in my previous post I updated via my iPod. When I'm at home I hardly use my blackberry (apart from whatsapp & the occasional sms). Most of the time I'll be on the 'pod, doing everything an iPad could do. Fun!

With the current surge (God Nate can you not write like an economist now) of nuffnang-blogs (hate them, where is the passion in writing money-driven blogs?) I'm kinda grateful with the minimal readers I get here. I'm happier to know that some of you have been growing with me since my hedonistic Diaryland days! Let's keep it low key like that lah kan. :)

So, 'welcome back'!

Spent 4 days in sweet Kota Bharu. It's good to be 'home', although we don't have a place to stay this time around. My grandmother's house is temporarily rented out but I don't want to talk about it further. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. It's sad to see how families can be easily broken when they fight over material things.

But that aside, it's great to be back. I'd never say no great food. Visited the cemetery and some relatives. Rantau Panjang for cheap kaftans and jerseys, Kubang Pasu for delicious nasi dagang, etc etc.

On our 2nd day there I decided to splurge a little. I bought my first gold! But not that little considering the price of gold (as of a couple of days ago) was RM188 per gram. And I don't even wear gold to begin with! But since I'm a very low risk investor and I dare not venture further than the usual ASB & TH investments, I figured buying gold would be the next best thing.

To be honest I couldn't stop staring at this pretty little thing. I always wanted a bracelet that is not too big to be noticed but not too thin that may break so easily. A trip to a gold shop is very intimidating, especially when the people on your left and right are buying chunky gold stuff and paying in bulky cash no less.

Only one depressing thing, if I die, who will inherit my one and only string of hard-earned harta? One of my sisters or nieces? Or one of my boys' wives? :)

You may think that I'm so pathetic for worrying about this. But if there's one thing I've learned about death -- you need to have a will. Estate planning is important. Trust me, you never know who'll be fighting over your estate.

That aside, all I'm hearing while I was in KB was "you should try for a girl". Arghhh you smartypants should just shut up and breed your own kids. Realistically it's not cheap to raise kids these days. My head throbs like k-pop beats everytime I think about education fees and healthcare. -__-