Reusing empty plastic container.

Morning folks!

The Earth Hour Campaign has come and go with little support from my family. *sigh*
The boys freaked out when I turned off all the lights, so we kept the TV & my lappy on so that the house wasn't in complete darkness. Candles were not an option with these 2, they would burn the house down if I so much as blink my eyes, hehe. (You know that I'm only exaggerating, right? )Even then, not 5 minutes into the campaign, my Ahmad turned the lights back on because HE couldn't stand being in the dark either.
*more sigh*

So, that was that. The lights came back on, the TV kept on blaring, lappy on, fans on, like the campaign was never in place at all. *huh* Maybe we'll do better next year.

Fortunately, the campaign wasn't just about turning off the lights for one hour, in one day, once a year. It is an on-going campaign all year round, to get the world community to rally together in our fight against the destruction of earth. Every little thing we do, counts in a big way.

As for me, what I have figured out for doing my part to help save earth is by applying the 3R; Reuse, Reduce, Recycle in my daily routine. This movement is not just about any specific organization or government body, it encompasses the whole human community, those who cares about the world we live in. You can go here and here too, for more info.

I figured that since I don't have financial resources to help with this movement, I could just apply the 3R this way: by reusing empty plastic containers for storage around the house.

These are Ahmad's 'man-stuff'; nails, screws, bits and pieces.

The bigger nuts and bolts are in this peanut butter container.

Big nails, small nails, you name it, they're in these plastic jars.

Stack-able, for easy storage :D

Then, there are also my own stuff, in the kitchen. I used more empty plastic containers as storage for my sugar, Nescafe 3-in-1 and Shahrin's formula.

Coffee (Nescafe) powder.

3-in-1

Shahrin's formula

It is both easy and money-saving to reuse what you already have at hand. Sure, they are not as pretty as porcelain containers or Mason jars but, I think as long as they are functional, they are good enough for me. Although I am seriously thinking of putting on a coat of white poster paint or other paints to make them look even better. If I do get to doing that, I'll be sure to post it here. 

Apart from these, I've already posted other crafts I made out of my trash. Check out my Crafting Amateur label for more info. :D

A sunburst mirror 'wannabe' project.

I love sunburst mirrors. Wish I could have/make one but with the money being tight these days, don't think I'd be getting/making one anytime soon, heh. I like this one very much:

 Source: Little Green Notebook 

If you want to see more sunburst mirrors, check the link, ok.

However, I did make something else entirely based on what I have at hand, in my stash of trash. I found a tutorial for making fabric flowers that was simple and easy to make. I followed the instruction from Creation Corner and here's a picture of her fabric flowers. Lovely, aren't they?

I used an old T-shirt for my flower and just did what she did, though my flower was quite big. Unfortunately, I didn't have any big buttons to glue onto the flower. Then, it hit me! Since I couldn't have/make a sunburst mirror, why not make something like it but different?

Sorry, I didn't have pictures for the process that took place but what I basically did was I covered the hole at the center with the inner paper found when you open up a new jar of peanut butter. Here in Malaysia, the Ladies Choice's peanut butter brand comes in a plastic jar and when you open the lid, this paper piece gives an added protection. So, I glued that onto the hole, glued my old contact-lense's cover at the back and glued a piece of magnet on that.
 

The front view.

Can you see my lense's cover? Creative use of trash, don't you think? :D

With the other magnet flower I made before.

Center attention. Here it is on my fridge.

Now I have 2-fer; a sunburst mirror 'wannabe' plus a fridge magnet. Nice, huh?

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Feeling sorry for myself.

-Beyonce-

IF I WERE A BOY

 

If I were a boy
even just for a day
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
and throw on what I wanted and go

Drink beer with the guys
and chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
and I'd never get confronted for it
cause they stick up for me

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
so they'd think that I was sleeping alone

I’d put myself first
and make the rules as I go
Cause I know that she’ll be faithful,
waiting for me to come home, to come home.

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake,
think i'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
you thought wrong


But you're just a boy
You don't understand
and you don't understand, ohhhh
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man
You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause you're taking her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

But you're just a boy

lyrics curtsey of this page

I'm moving slowly past resentment and closer to hate.

I don't know what I'd do when & if I ever get there.

God forbids but........who knows?

Good news for me!

Two days ago my lecturer called and asked me if I want to be her RA. She said her office has arranged a project with a nearby Methodist school and they need somebody to take care of the collected data.
So, today, I called her boss and discussed the matter at hand more thoroughly.
After talking to her (the boss), I have decided to take this job & forget about the walk-in interview in USM Main Campus.

I am super excited about this job because: 
1- I get to do my work at home!!!! How convenient is that? Now I don't have to worry about the boys at all.  What a relief! They will just email me the data to be processed and uploaded. Thank GOD I have a lappy & broadband at home.

2- This project will be till August, so I will have at least 4.5 month worth of work to keep me busy. I kind of felt lost after my class ended because going to class gave me an excuse to be someone other than just a SAHM. Now I can honestly say that I am a WAHM, hehe.

3- Although the pay is minimal, RM25/day, I am thankful for it. It is going to be my stepping stone to better job offers. I am going to be the best RA they ever hired, so that they will hire me again for future projects. :D
After all, I wouldn't have any extra expenses like petrol or lunch-money because I am not going anywhere, haha. The beauty of working at home. Thank you for technology.

Happy? Sad?

Remember this dog?
Well, she died today.
At around 1.30pm (I guess).
While I was out shopping.

She chose to die in front of our porch,
the place where she had always waited for me to come back.

I left the house with my boys in tow, heading for town.
She wasn't there then.
We got back, not even 45 minutes later,
to be greeted by her lifeless body,
right at the spot where she always were,
whenever she waited for us to come home.

Granted, her presence was a nuisance;
she would steal our shoes in a heart beat,
drag garbage into our front yard,
bark and howl all night,
I hate her for making me wash our stuff
again and again in dirt water to cleanse them,
but,
her death rattled me.

She died while in labor (again, I am just guessing),
I noticed her pregnant belly while helping Ahmad push her onto a plastic wrap.
Blood came gushing out from her genitalia when we tried to move her body.
From what I saw, I think her puppy got stuck and she couldn't push it through.
She must have been waiting for me to come home so that I could help her.

*tears*

Never in a million years would I thought that her death could affect me so.
Because *I* could be her. With the exception that in labor, I could have all the help and medical assistance at my side.

She died alone.

Life's purpose?

-Que Sera, Sera by Doris Day-

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be. 

I think, growing up, all I ever know is that I am supposed to be someone special and important.

Nothing is more important than education and school came first.

Not only that, I was also active in school competitions, from primary till high school.

Even while doing my matriculation, I kept being active and got involved in quite a lot of 

extra curricular activities.

My mom made it clear that both she and my father would do their best in providing us with everything we need, all they want in return is for us to study hard and get good results.

I think I spent 80% of my growing up years, my youth and a part of my late-teens at school/university.

School holidays were for joining school camping trips or motivational camps or attending competitions or extra classes for the 2 big exams; PMR (lower secondary exam) and SPM (higher secondary exam). 

Even during my undergraduate years, during short public holidays, my mom told me to stay back or return early to the dormitory so that I could study better as opposed to staying at home.

I missed quite a lot of family time because of this. 

The point is, I am starting to realize that all these years, my priorities had been my parents' priorities.

They set the goals and aims.

I was just following orders.

Now that I am married and no longer under their wings, I am LOST.

Because I have no focus nor purpose in life.

Somehow, I don't know whether to feel depress or feel elated for finally acknowledging this fact.

All this while, I have only focused on what my parents want from me.

These days, my only focus is for the boys and Ahmad.

My purpose in this family is to care for them and provide them with the love and support that they need.

BUT.

What about me?

What purpose do I have for me?

Take away the boys and Ahmad & I'll be left with nothing.

I envy people who know what they want and strive to achieve it.

I wish to be the person my mom painted me to be.

It'll be ok, everything will be fine.

I know I will be fine.

Because I have my whole lifetime to find out.