SimplePlan...

No, it's not that music group.

I think I am just a simple, average woman.

I am not super duper intelligent. I think my IQ score is within the normal population. Right in the middle of the normal curve. You don’t need high IQ to do what I do, just lots and lots of perseverance.

I am not a complex person nor am i a single track minded person. I am opinionated(#118 reason why single men avoid me like a plague). I am not Titanic Rose 'i jump, you jump' type. I can multitask like listen to the radio, dig my nose and talk over the phone while driving, but only to a certain extent.

I am not very ambitious or high achiever. The only reason I took up masters was to prevent myself from dying of boredom. It does not take much to bore me. Sort of self-improvement, a challenge to thyself. I mean if that geek who could barely pass in clinical medicine could do it, why not me… right? Little did I know, boredom sounds a football field better than what I have got myself into right now.

I am not breathtakingly beautiful, just enough to get pass that security gate at Gaza border. Single men won’t bat an eyelid. Married men would consider…. then, reconsider.

I am a simple person. I want only simple things in life.

I want to work in a place where the boss does not breathe on my neck all the time. Where the clients do not demand the sky. Where it is ok to make mistakes as part of the learning curve.

A job that can pay for my Elantra, that allows me to travel locally…perhaps overseas, maybe another umrah or hajj. Enough for movies, starbucks, chillies at KLCC and intermittent splurge with things a normal woman would love.

I want a semiD, or corner lot terrace with terracotta porch, wooden floors and red brick walls. A koi pond with artificial waterfall and lots of palm and greeneries. A backyard where I can plant serai, kunyit, pandan, cili padi, curry leaves…. Large enough for misha, memeng, yibbe to roam around. I think the current pigeon hole is starting to suffocate us.

I want a simple husband. Who doesn’t mind if I wanna sleep in on Sundays…. and Saturdays. Who helps with the dishes. Who laughs at my trying-to-be-funny-but-failed-misearably jokes. Who buys groceries and does not mind to dirty his shoes in the wet market. Who lets me control the remote. Who loves my cats as much as I love them. Who does not give a damn if I gain weight or start to grow nose hair.

I want 2 kids. A boy and a girl. I come from a small family. I am not used to the crowds especially not among wailing tots throwing tantrums and smelly diapers.

I plan to simply live…. a simple life.