• Second vaccination for the kids

    Last week (? Wait. 2 weeks ago?) the kids got their second vaccination.

    I always thought having bigger kids vaccinated was easier. I mean, have you heard babies got their shot?

    Oh how wrong I was.

    Babies are actually pretty easy. They didn’t know what a gosh dang syringe is. The only thing they know is who is this stranger talking to my parents and why they are looking at me intently and what is that OW WHAT IS THAAAAT RAAAAAAGEEEEEEE FEAR MY MINI ANGERY oh I am now comfortable again okay Imma go back to sleep.

    Especially Rey. When Rey was a toddler (1-2 years old,) it was REALLY easy to get her took her vaccinations. All you got to do is talk about food. The paediatrician once chatted about super foods, and Rey was in awe when the doctor mentioned the food: Avocados, blueberries, strawberries… The doctor pulled the syringe and the next thing we knew she emitted an, “ow!” but that’s that. The doctor continued chatted the properties of bananas and toasts and Rey was back to her imagination of enjoying buffet dinner.

    Now that the kids are bigger, I forgot both of these mini humans inherited one major trait from me:

    Dramatic tendency.

    Both Wira and Rey know perfectly well what vaccines are. They know how the virus and the pandemic change people’s lives worldwide.

    And they know, it only hurts momentarily.

    Does it stop them? No. Also, they knew the amount of stickers and candies and promises should they show a bit of fear, and how they exerted it to their own benefits.

    “I’m so scaaareeed!”

    “I know. It shouldn’t take long. It should take 10 seconds max.”

    “I heard other kids crying!”

    “Yes. They are feeling nervous too. And that’s okay.”

    “… … … Can we get stickers and candies after this?”

    A little voice quipped. “CAN WE GO TO FAMILY MART SO WE CAN BUY ODEN AND ONIGIRI?”

    And they knew, their parents can’t refused it.

    The pic was taken when they just climbed up into the car, clutching stickers. They managed to finish the house’s banana stock for a week and Rey decided to treat herself to five bottles of Yakult in one sitting.

    And no, no side-effects. If any, they becoming more annoying on asking when dinner is ready.

  • Sunny afternoon

    It’s Saturday and the whole family is lazying around the house — except Ari who is doing his homework for his master degree. I just finished watering the plant when I felt a nice warm afternoon sun. Please note, it was scorching hot a couple of hours before.

  • Coincidences

    For months, our apartment buildings have been terrorized by package thieves. Plural, because we caught one once. His bold attempt got caught on camera, and security managed to track down the car plate and blocked access. Things went peaceful for some months until new reports of missing parcels pouring in again.

    Here’s the thing about the process of receiving package in our apartment building; before the pandemic, it was pretty normal for couriers to go up to the respective units and send their deliveries. When the person is not at home, couriers can just leave the package on the doorstep — and security-wise, most home owners put CCTV on the front door.

    When the pandemic hits, a new SOP (one among many others) got implemented across apartments and high-rise estates. All package receivers — be it food delivery, package delivery, anything — should receive their packages at the lobby area. This to ensure minimum movements and reduce contacts.

    This is when the problem started. This caused couriers to: 1. Wait for the package receiver to come down to the lobby, causing them losing precious minutes of delivery, and 2. Additional work when the package receiver is not at home. Couriers end up putting the packages on the mail room (an area that actually strictly for mail/letters only) and hoping the package receiver able to receive the package properly.

    It was like a gambling. Some folks are lucky enough to be able to get their packages in good conditions. Some, not so. The neighbourhood has been reaching out to the apartment’s building management for security enhancement and possibility of putting CCTV facing the mail room, but it seems like every attempt was futile.

    Until this afternoon, at 6 PM. I just came back from our apartment’s garden with Rey when we saw a slight commotion on the lobby area.

    I didn’t think too much about it. It was Saturday afternoon, folks usually out and about. Some neighbours can be seen waiting for their food delivery to arrive.

    I checked our apartment Telegram group, in case anyone knows what was that about (yes, we are gossip-y like that,) when a new message appeared: “The parcel thief finally got caught!”

    The group exploded.

    “YOOOOO. THOSE GROUP ON THE LOBBY JUST NOW? IT WAS THE PARCEL THIEF?”

    “DID ANYONE GOT THE PIC?”

    “PIC OR IT DIDN’T HAPPEN.”

    “CAN SOMEONE KICK THE THIEF FOR ME? PRETTY PLEASE?”

    We then found out the police even involved and thanks to them, the building management and the police managed to nab the thief. At that point, we were so confused; how could it be we have the police force ready on our premises? Did anyone file a report, and the police actually took missing parcel cases seriously?

    Apparently, the police was in the area for another case. There was a burglary case on a store nearby our building, and the police narrowed down the search and found out the suspect’s car was seen regularly entering and exiting our apartment area.

    The police force met with the building management, and they were in the middle of checking the CCTV when they realized something was really off about this person who entered the building empty-handed, yet he came out with packages. The rest, then, a history.

    (Anyway, the police managed to catch the burglars too!)

    Update: I need to update this post by saying the security guards are doing awesome job too! One of the guards noticed the car has been super sus (“he came to the building this morning and again in the afternoon? A courier usually comes once”) and he chased the car around the block, using motoped. He raised the flag as soon as he recognized the police and caught the thief.

  • Saw this site mentioned the other day on Slack: neocities.org.

    Scroll down and you will see “Featured Sites”. Never knew it brings back early 2000s, and it makes me so, so happy.

Nindya. Kapkap. she/her. Indonesian in Malaysia. Millennial. Animal Crossing: New Horizons. Lo-fi. Murder mysteries genre.

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