I am broke but I am happy

Shopoholic in me take centre stage this month at extraterestial level. This is evident when I checked my Maybank2U today, suddenly my eyes were a bit blur and 28th January seems light years away. I started counting my net salary and claims to be cleared by tomorrow so I can at least say I am not drained out yet. This is the biggest deficit I have incurred throughout my years of earning my own digits but I am happy and contented.
Confused? I am happy and contented because I think I have spent it the right way. MHMN quoted; menuju ke jalan kebenaran. I bought stuffs for my new room and helped out my parents with decorating mi casa. I must say that the deficit that I incurred brought high ROI (Return on Investment) because it made everybody happy. Nothing else matters.
Anyway, I have made a silent promise to myself not to spend too much next month..hmmm, maybe at least for the next few weeks or...I can slot in few new dresses but... I must have that shoe then... I need to replenish my make up... also how about the upcoming movies and again...my sudden craving for cakes...Opps I did it Again!

Rumahku Syurgaku

My house is currently under major reconstruction. After a long wait, it is time for us to move on into a new chapter of our lives. The renovation represents many things to my family. In short, it symbolizes....

• Fruit of my parents long hard work earning a living
• Making way for a bigger family with me and my siblings, all grown up
• Undying faith and preseverance of our family, after going through many challenges all these years
• Realization of a dream to have a better place to call "Home Sweet Home"

It was not easy making it happen. It has been 6months and my house is still work in progress, and there are more drama in renovating my house compared to a Spanish telenovela. Me and my sis lost our old rooms that caused us to move out in Aug '07. So we slept in the living room and practically lived there, we had to bear our brothers late night watching football matches, breathing dusts from the construction work, studying for exams and lots more. Apart from becoming a refugee, our lives went on as usual.

Then we had the major drama with our contractor that tried to cheat us. Thankfully, my dad was wise enough to keep things formal and documented. Things got worse and serious when dangerous threats came in, forcing my parents to lodge a police report and pursuing the matter in court. Who would have thought someone that my parents used to call friends turn out to be monsters. I guess, friendship woes span all ages from schooldays up to the days we are supposed to be mature adults. My family suffered but we are resilient in keeping it together, the most important thing it got us closer and appreciate the importance of being a family evenmore.

Although, the house is not completed yet but looking at it and remembering how much love and effort that my family has put into it making it "bigger" than it actually is.