All the small things

Even though I ordered nasik goreng ayam merah but I still enjoyed ayam masak merah yang telah disalah order by my mum. While feating I swtich to MTV which has been abondoned for ages. Usually I prefer other channel but yesterday, rancangan TV lain semua macam taik.


Then I saw a band +44 but the drummer is so familiar, so does the lead. Aren't that Travis and Mark from Blink 182? But wait for is my chenta hati Tom? Oh fuck don't tell me blink 182 split already? This is not good.


Hell, I am well known for my fetish towards lagu jewang and pop tarts. I mean, I love madonna, britney, and lagu jewang from confused macho guys who are actually sissy and not music from bands like blink 182.


But that fact changed in 2003 when I had to do my thesis. Oh, you should see me that time. I have long hair and wear make up to class and even have matching top with my shoe which doesn't reflect me now at all. Oh, motif sebenanye ialah that time I took our home pc to pantai hillpark since I need to develop a system for my thesislah. My brother who always have advance knowledge in music had installed few blink 182 clips. Aku sebenanye tak hengen nak tengok tapi bila dah stress tak reti nak buat system, I began to menerokai segala isi pc and found those video clips.


They were so funny and keji ok. Kau penah tengok christina aguilera versi lelaki nari nari tepi pantai sambil tunjuk butt crack and menggelupur atas pasir as in genie in the bottle? Or aksi aksi keji meniru boyband seperti 98 degrees and bsb. Paling best 3 orang budak lari bogel satu town sambil mengharrast orang? Hoho.


I mean, every time after watching the clips, I surely will have semangat to do my work even tak reti buat. Tapi aku gagahi jua!


Dan dengan inspirasi blink 182lah, one night after feeling so stress I walked into my toilet with a scissors in my hand. Roomate aku masa tu nampak but she was too scared to say anything. Satu sebab dia tahu, hangin aku memang bukan sepoi-sepoi bahasa and secondly, she knew I was so stress.


After looking at my long tresses, I grip the scissors tightly and mula menggunting rambut ku sendiri. Siap buat style ok. Th best thing is tomorrow, my friend kecik met me and asked me "Babe, lawa rambut kau! Mana kau potong?" Haha.


Sekarang cuba cakap dengan aku, kalau takde blink 182, mampukah aku menyiapkan thesis itu? I mean, cuba kalau masa thesis tu aku tgk videoclip kumpulan scoin or spoon or tomok or momok or bangkai or whateverlah-eddie-hamid komfem tak siap ok sebab dalam menulis itu air mata akan berjujuran dengan sangat banyak. Tangkap nanges la wa cakap luuuuuuuu, like wtfla kan.

Hoh


So anyway, here's one of my fav blink 182 video clip dengan lagu dia yang agak glamer. Actually my fav song from this band would be adam's song but I put All The Small Things video clip instead.


Dan cuba kire, berapa banyak videoclip orang dikeji didalam video clip ini?

Ada orang

1. Ada orang said my hair is getting longer and when I said I want to keep it as long as I can, a guy beside her made a face. Hello, nak bet ke?:P
   



2. Ada orang said I don't look selekeh anymore when I go to class. Demla. Orang itu tidak pernah melihat bagaimana aku pergi ke kelas 5 tahun dahulu.
   



3. Ada orang said he knows me coz I used to date his friends but not sure kawan dia yang mana satu and I dun know him at all. Aha, ye ke ni bang? Ke you yang nak date I :P ?
   



4. Ada orang hates me but read my blog like everyday. Ehe I know ok.
   



5. Ada orang said I am gemuk and she's my mum.
   



6. Ada orang is going to get a superb birthday present next month and she is so tak sabar-sabar!
   



7. Ada orang who looks older than me called me kakak! terhena aku.
   



8. Ada orang, with two kittens playing under the table is smiling reading this post.
   



9. Ada orang is going to die , killed with killer questions during her cousin's engagement day next two weeks.
   



10. Ada orang nak kene tutup page ni sebab dia tak siapkan keje yang boss dia bagi lagik. Hehe
    

I'm off to do whatever needed. Kisskiss+hughug


Tata

A wedding and a baby

Sunday was packed with visiting and hugging small, normal and huge teteks.


Tina and Bulat celebrated their love by having second reception on bulat side. I was the pengapit altho I was so keji and tak boleh diharap, as usual but I like making new baju, so it's acceptable.


The only thing is my new baju is ketat at the bustline seperti aku adalah seekor nangka yang dibalut; I couldn't even breath properly seperti ada obstacle menekan dada. And while I was laughing dan melahap untuk kali kedua, "pop" butang itu adalah meletup dan terbuka. Celaka. Ini adalah tempat untuk bersanding dan makan bukan tempat untuk membogel sharina!


And because my hands were full with ayam golek, I had to ask nicky to put it together for me and she did it willingly. Penyumbangleweng.


Tsk. I need to lose weight and majorrrr ok. I mean my tailor was a good tailor and the cutting are still the same so the problem is me. Even my kain felt like it's going to burst anytime. Like hello, baju aku adalah merekah di bahagian dada ok dan jahitannya sudah tetas.


Eh, actually the story is about the wedding. Since I snapped few pictures, here are some of them

The happy couple




Preparing for the big walk. She looks happy doesn't she?:)




Can you spot the single?:P

After staying for a quite long hours we decided to move on to sjmc to visit bena and his new baby boy Qaed [kotla..hehe]. Both the mama and baby were fine axcept the baby had a slight fever. Bena takde muka derita lansung, dah start boleh cakap macam tertelan mikrofon and she can even start to pose altho she told me the pain was excruciating.


Aku adalah cuak walaupon bayangan untuk membaby adalah sangat kelam

The smiling momma with papa and baby[as the background] and of course teteks yang seperti biasa menghogging lime light

Who would guess girls who you know since zaman hingus meleleh till zaman cucuk langit dibawah sinaran lampu kelip-kelip are mommies today .


Demm. But I still wonder, how does it feel to have a baby sucking you?


Pictures are here, as usual.


Have a wonderful mondays bunnies!

hemorrhagic

Saturday night and I am at home. Tsk. Can you believe that?


Somehow I felt so sengal and decided to just rot my soul by just sitting at home staring blankly at the screen and laugh while reading people blog. Now, that's weird. I did not laugh like that while watching raja lawak earlier.


Oh Godddddddddddddd, that show suck and because I am polite I would not keji the juri who are so like so the bagus sampai nak cakap nasihat macam marah-marah macam padahal lawak crite hantu siang kau macam gamp! And don't let me start about suara oh-socute-bleuurgh-atan.


Adalah berasa seram dari kelakar menonton siri itu.


See, I am that sengal.


Itu kire nasib baikla aku tak sms tu.

Hari Jumaat

I wrote a long entry before but after I changed my mind sebab aku komfem takde faedahnye aku menulis sebegitu mesti ade jugak yang menambahkan statistik komen yang keji so I just password protect my fotopages.


Lagipun hari jumaat tak elok mencarut dan hari jumaat tak elok buat orang marah atau menangis.


Email or ym me to get the password.


Tata

Milk the banana

Yesterday was a pantek day since the internet connection fucked up on me and perbagai kesah sengal lagilah kan. So untuk mengubat kedukaan, I decided to ponteng kelas political economy. I tell yewlah that class boleh menyebabkan otak bernanah ok. I mean, siapakah aku untuk mencintai politic+economy [walaupon subject tu macam lain maksudnye].Now yew tell me la. Aku cuma lukis lukis bunga je masa die mengajar jadi if I go then for sure I would menggelupur dalam kelas sambil buat muka celake right? Siapa yang sakit hati? For sure it's me la. Hehe.


But yes, I do feel better staying at home while looking at the watch and gelak dalam hati. Hihi,kesian budak-budak dalam kelas tu semua. Well, happiness is a good thing because I decided not to eat nasik for dinner and decided to make mushroom soup instead. Dan dimakan dengan garlic [with herbs] bread. Waaahh gile mat salehla aku kan.



Went to the hypermarket to get the ingredients where eventually I find myself at the dairy product section. I need a fresh milk for that soup and a low fat one [dietla kan]. Without thinking I grab a carton and walked to the cashier.


Dalam aku nak membayar tu kan terprasan satu benda.


Susu berperisa pisang.

Can I milk your banana?

Apaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa? Siapaaaaaaaaa yang suka minum susu perisa pisang itu? Aku dapat merasakan kekejian pisang didalam susu itu.


I mean, if you ever taste it, how does it taste like? Ughh


Lucky for me that I realized it before I began to mix them with my soup or else wallah aku boleh jadi anthony bourdain masak mushroom soup perisa pisang dan buat-buat macam lazat padahal dalam hati berkata "tahi, masakan apa ini?" or maybe "shit, what the fuck is this?"


Sup pisang. Eee

Poison oak

I am the type of person who is very particular when it comes to food. I don't mind eating at gerai tepi jalan but not those that will welcome you with the longkang smell. Euw.


When I was staying at pantai hillpark, they were plenty of penjual air tebu on the way home. Being an air tebu fan I asked my boyfriend [that time] to stop since the hot day added my craving for air tebu. So I ordered two plastics of air tebu. One for me and one for my guy. As I watched the brader memesin tebu, I saw something that was so revolting.


Bulu ketiaknye melambai-lambai di dalam lekitan akibat peluh. Bau tak usah cakapla. Tengik dan tungkik!


Oh fuck. I wanted to cancel but I can't since he already finished machine-ing [boleh?] the tebu and hand them over to me. When I get into the car I refused to drink it but I was threatened by my boyfriend by saying tak baik membazir, nanti awak kawan dengan syaitan,haa kite tak tau, alif lam lam ha!. Taikla kan maka terpaksalah aku minum.


I swear the air adalah terasa masam semasam ketiak abang itu.
Since then, I never, not a single time buy any air tebu from pantai dalam.


The second incident happened during my asasi year in mcc kuantan yang sux to the max. Did I mention that I had cool housemates back then? Ok, so one night we were too lazy to pakai cantik-cantik for dinner and decided to order some food yang dijual oleh isteri pak guard. Ape ke nama pak guard tu aku dah lupala kan. So two of us volunteered to go while I duduk malas tengok tv with the rest. I have to say the food was not bad until I found a fly inside my food.


Fucking shit. Mother of segala carutan di dunia.

Oh fly sandwich, yummy. err?

I, chicsinred, threw up like nobody business inside the toilet and I swear that I never will buy food from her again. So did the rest.


Not too long after that, we were invaded with laziness again where we decided to beli dekat-dekat but not from the pak guard's wife of course. Since my two friends, saty and lyn feel like taking fresh air, they volunteered to buy the food and again I find my self bermalas-malas depan tv. Hehe.


Before eating I asked "Korang beli kat mana?"
And they answered some shops which I can't recall now. Okla, I thought.


The food was quite good and I managed to finish everything. As I swallow the last potion, lyn sengih-sengih keji. Aaaa sudahhhh.


"Korang sengih ni apsal?"


"Hehe, sebenanyekan chiko, kitorang beli dekat isteri pak guard. Hahhahahahaa" With that both of them berguling-guling gelak while I made my way to muntah at the toilet.


Gila kejiiiiiiiii okkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.


Both of them are happily married and one is recently blessed with a daughter named Qaseh.


Terkeluar topic aku tau tapi takpe.
Happy working bunnies.

Bil air tertunggak

I am so super pening now. Surely it's because I had to watch azura 2003 for critic's class and I tell you that movie was nothing like the real azura where you crave to wait for another scene to come. This azura made me feel like someone was hammering my skulls with its horrible storyline and it's poorly constructed dialogue. And don't fucking tell me you yuppie guppie people still love to watch the slowly-rot-jamal to be the hero like the old times where he still look cool wearing his leather jacket while howling "Azuraaaa". If you do, I might had just push the wrong button.


I mean what's up with new movies that want to repeat the success of the old ones? And perluke buat aksi getik untuk memikat hati penonton seperti membuat muka manja yang tidak perlu? [lainlah aku.haha]


To melahkan, cerita-cerita dahulu were better than what we have now. Maybe not all but they were movies that had impact your life sampai dialog bersama kawan-kawan juga turut termasuk. I still remember the desire I felt towards enrolling to university after watching ali setan. It may sounded keji but I tell yewlah ali setan sangatlah best walaupon bila aku dah masuk uni, takde sape nak tekel aku dan takdela best sangat pon. I mean, jalan-jalan naik motor cakap-cakap keji jiwang dan duduk dating tepi laut banyak batu adalah sumber inspirasi nak masuk universiti ok. Dahla boleh tulis nama atas daun.


Or when watching tujuh biang keladi. I do not know whether you bunnies watch this movie or not but if I'm not mistaken, connie was the main actress. I mean kelakar gila ok, berpura-pura mandi sambil menyorokkan pak aji di dalam bilik air sebab takut landlord datang. Keji but strangely kelakar.


Another movie that I still love until today is mekanik. Scene geli makan dekat tepi jalan and then masuk restaurant where the food diambik from that tepi jalan jugak. And what about "Awak pondan ka?". Priceless ok.


So tell me la, apa dialogue cerita baru yang glamer dan femes selain "Aku nak bayar bil air tertunggak" taken from remp-it dimana seekor rempit tidak sabar hendak mengote bersama seorang perempuan dan menyifatkan airnya sudah lama tertunggak.


Bayangkan jika bofren anda berkata begitu.
Oh no.

Opss it's going to burst

Bunniessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss,
How was your weekend? My weekend was great since nicky telah membuat makan-makan. Hell I tell you, she had transformed to perempuan serba lengkap dengan memasak segala jenis makanan sampai perut aku kembung. Which I like. So much.

The host and her new phone :P



Teteks in action. Tu sekor tu tak sedar perut nak meletup posing tetap maut.



Heyyy, ni laki siapa main anak patung niiii.



Mengontrol senyum sambil makanan penuh dalam mulut



Chics and shaza :)

Then went to accompany a friend to a wedding where I was the only woman at the table. Nak tau tak what is the most tak best thing when u were seated with all guys? Mereka semua buruk lantak dan makan banyak yo. Aku makan nasi suku dengan 1 lauk sebab lauk best seme habis dalam masa 5 saat. Boleh?


Luckly, we already plan to hit kampung baru fot hot salivating porridge and this was when one of my accompany started to ask his famous question.


Accompany no 1: What must they call this telur asin * staring at the telur masin.
Me: Sebab telur masinlah


Accompany no 1: Kenapa tak cakap telur masin je?
Me: Dah mulala ni.


Accompany no 2: But it's true!
Me: Dah jangan bising, makan jelah. Sama je kan


So, accompany no 1, scoop a piece of daging and put it inside his mouth.
Accompany no 1: Wah, the daging quite anis!
Accompany no 2: Yala, quite edap!


Boleh semua bende start dengan huruf M kau sukahati nak buat silent M? I wanted to buat muka gangster tak puas hati tapi mereka mereka itu telah bersatu untuk menentangku sehingga aku yang garang ini ,menjadi helpless yo! Nak marah pon tak boleh dah.


But yeah, whyla telur asin? Where the hell did the M go?


Happy Monday dearie bunnies.

Baby you're gone

I am so tired and feeling under the weather coz was trying to complete lots of thing in a day. Then the feeling begin to switch between sad and tired and dizzy and hungry. But I can't eat coz apalah gunanya makan tengah malam buta bila dah buat sit up 50 kali? [sebenarnya adalah hendak mengeksyen disini.hihi]


I am sad because today I lost my first car. The silver kancil was sold to some chinese guy. I thought that I wouldn't give much fuck about the car but the moment my brother told me to take out my things from the car, gua sudah tangkap leleh. I mean, that was the first and only car I trust since my driving skill are quite horrendous. Not that I didn't run into any accident but hell, that car make me feel safe while driving.


That car witness how rapidly I changed my boyfriend till the extent I decided to just fall totally in love with my self, only me. But that's not the point. I mean, how would you feel if you are a car who witness your owner's friends making out while wasted or witnessing your owner trying to look cool menari sambil menyanyi semasa terperangkap di dalam jam? Or how would you feel when your owner dengan sesuka hati melanggar kereta-kereta mana-mana yang dirasakan perlu di parking lot universiti malaya? [sara, aku tak penah langga krete kau, betul.]


Na'ah. Just keep the answer to yourself. I am too sad to pretend like you are my car.



So,while packing up my stuff, I decided to merakam saat-saat terakhir bersamanya.

Oh it looks much better during the day




Ehe. Not entirely my fault.



Patrick, squidwhatever and two bears. Happy



But not me. Oh no I am fat and ugly [walaupun tak nak mengaku sebenanye ni]



Stickers



Look what I found inside the car minus sfew pairs of shoes yang aku pon dah terlupa.

I wanted to hug the car but I had to maintain my cuteness to orang-orang yang lalu lalang and I am a macho,macho man so tak jadi. And it was so sad to see the ah pek took away that car. Tengok halfway pasal sedih, bley?


Shite. Can't believe after six year, it's gone.


Now I need quasidilla chips from chili's to pujuk myself. Best tak alasan padahal tak sedar diri nak diet?



Happy weekend bunnies.
Love your car while it's still there.

Shhh

They are numbers of blogs that I visited for my daily dosage. Some of them are so plain boring but I still read it coz I like the writer personally, some of them are trying too hard to be accepted and adored that they stealing other people way of writing but I read it because they amuse me, some of them are really funny that even when I am not in my good mood I will still laugh, some are really superb that made me come back for more everyday although I didn't know them and some of them are really sad that I really feel sorry for them.


I am not going to cite names here.


Most of us just want our thoughts to be heard therefore we write. Frankly, I enjoy simple writings without bombastic words because for me reading blogs mean seeking for peace of mind. I am not so good with language and my vocab are limited therefore I love blogs with simpler revelation, not those who write only God know what. Maybe some people get pleasure from intelligent-kind of-blog or those who wrote sagaciously but I don't. I love craps and impulsive writings.


I don't need to tell people that I am smart from my blog. I know if I am [if la kan].


So anyway, I worship this one blog which was daily updated but now it is only updating once a week, during weekend. Postsecret. I bet most of you must have heard about it. I've been an addict years ago.


Sometimes you feel like divulging something that has been haunting you and you tried to communicate with real life people. Instead of feeling better, they tell you things that you don't need to hear. Worst, they begin to judge you and that suck. I think postsecret is just brilliant.


At times, when I feel really down and had no one to turn to, I would go to postsecret and read about other people secret where most of the times were quite intriguing. Wondering how would the feel bearing those things inside them. Most secrets are related to fear, anger and disappointment.


More often than not, reading those secrets make me feel better even I had to cry a little while. At least I know I am not alone.

Samanlaaaaa

I decide to collect the car sticker today since adalah tak suke ditahan oleh pak guard and being asked "sticker mana ni?". I have been delaying it since I'm so malas or bila dah sampai tertinggal documentslah apalah.


This time, I ensure that everything are with me. As I entered the pejabat keselamatan and was wondering where would I go to get the car sticker. And then two mak guard stared at me with a mocking smiles on their face.


Me: Saya nak beli car sticker, so how should I go about it?
Mak Guard No 1: Ni kenapa pakai macam ni?


Me: Pakai macamana pulak? * Looking at my collared baby t and three quarter jeans.
Hello. The baby t is not even ketat and even the jeans is not ketat. Apa yang tak kenenye la?


Mak Guard No 2: Mana boleh pakai pendek macam ni. Kene pakai lengan panjang dan baju labuh menutup punggung.
Me: Alaaa, tak tauu *Membuat ala-ala bimbo seperti biasa dan tidak sedar pemangsa adalah perempuan dan bukan lelaki.


Mak Guard No 1: Apa pulak tak tau? Semua pejabat kan kene pakai sopan-sopan!
Me: Ye ke?
Tipula engkau. Kat UM dulu aku pakai sleeveless pon ok je. Tak kecoh pon.


Mak Guard No 2: So, ni nak teruskan urusan ke tak ni?
Me: Nak, saya tak mau balik.
Mak Guard No 2: Ok, tapi jangan marah kalau saya saman *muka threatening.


Taikla. Kau ingat aku takut ke?


Sambil tersenyum manis chics berkata , "Samanlah, saya tak kesah. Hehe" [duit saya dalam bank ada 2 billion, apala sangat saman akak guard ni?. As if!]


I mean, if you really ask me, honestly api memang sedang marak menyala but hell, those lady are just using their authority to feel better, untuk merasa, wahhhhhhhh akulah mak guard UITM yang berkuasaaaaaa. I mean, manalah aku tau pakai baju lengan pendek tu satu kesalahan ok! To me, it's decent enough.


So, she did issue me a saman eventually.

Eleh, baru 3 tick je..

But fret not because I have no intention to pay it.
Haha


Happy Wednesday bunnies.
Mwahs!

Lembabnye

No matter how much I hate queuing and waiting like a mad cow with other cows I still had to do it. Pergi ke Jabatan Pendaftaran adalah membosankan dan tiada saat saat riang. I mean, hell. Berapakah percentage untuk bertemu gadis jelita di pejabat pendaftaran or jejaka tampan tetapi bijak beserta tidak kedekut dan tidak cakap lebih?


Kiralah sendiri.



So, as u calculated, I was so sengal waiting and finally was instructed to go to counter 4, where a gadis wearing pink baju kurung with white tudung await. I sat at the kerusi yang berdekatan while observing that lady serving a couple.


Memerhatikan perempuan itu menyebabkan aku semakin naik darah. Dia nak print benda pon amik masa 10 minit nak tekan butang print. Nak bagitau couple tu nak sign kat mana pun amik masa 27 minit, nak bergerak ke bilik boss tak usah cakapla kan. Aku rasa labi-labi adik aku yang mati dulu lagi cepat ok.



I feel like raising up and shake that woman's body hard like "bangun!! bangun..banggggun!!". You know like the sound of alarm clock ayam milik dormate nicky yang suke kluarkan bunyik macam tu disaat aku dengan nicky tengah menyorok bawah katil yang bersawang sambil berdoa Syarifah Asmak tak masuk dorm itu dan mengantoikan kami.

Although I am a lemur, I work at jabatan pendaftaran

I can't stand lembab - ness in people, apart from other things. I mean, apasalla kau nak buat sesuatu amik masa yang lama? Nak pakai kasut pon 10 jam, nak jalan ambil towel amik masa 18 hari. Apakah ini semua? It's like living in slow motion. Pening tau tak?


I've dated a guy like that before during asasi. That time, at MCC Kuantan yang sux itu, you had to rush to have your lunch or else lauk akan habis dan aku akan marah. So when the class was about to end, I quickly packed my things and was ready to get out for lunch but as the class ended , aku dah siap-siap nak rebut ayam, my boyfriend that time baru nak tutup buku. Eh, sekali ada kertas terkelepetla pulak. Betulkan duluuuuu. Lepas tu belek-belek duluuuuuuuuuuuu. Masukkan barang-barang dalam pencil case dan tengok, semuanya ade ke tak. Dan susun semua buku dalam beg. Ziplah dengan perlahan dan buatlah muka tidak bersalah seperti biasa.


Oh ya, janganlah lupa bertanya "Kenapa awak marah ni Na?".


I think the solution for this people is to set a bell for them. Setkan masa untuk siapkan certain chores, kalau lambat je, "Ting!Ting!!"


Tak pon dapatkan boss yang garang yang akan menjerit "Cepatla! Apa terhegeh-hegeh tu lagi? Sekarang pumping sepuluh kali".



Make sense tak make sense?

Dah, dah , apa terlembab-lembab lagi nak jawab tu?
Hehe.

Marak menyala

I am doing spring cleaning although it is not spring yet but lots of things have to go. Including old clothes, old man who think they rock if they get to hook up with young chicas, old memories, parasite friends and people who can't stop annoying me on ym.


Oh, and also I am deleting corny smses I collected in 2006.


Plus I am trying to throw away my extra fats and my tantrum.


The one that could burn down rows of houses like api yang marak menyala.


Like right now, api sedang sangat marak.
Maraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.


Someone call the bomba.

There she goes

It was a hot day I remembered and the speaker decided to make the speech longer. Since I was short I had to stand in the front line , at the back of her. We were in the same house, red or tengku arfah. Even though red is so cool, our house always get to be the corot house amongst all.


I hate sports day. I hate sports, my idea of good sports are swimming on my bed but eheh, there's no exception for that sports day since we were the seniors and if I didn't attend it fadzi would yell at my face or my captain, zati or whoeverlah.


So anyway, it was so boring, listening to boring speech where the only phrase I want to hear is "besok cuti" sadly not even a part of it came out. Finally, the speakers decided it's time for him to have free lunch at the dining hall whereby the gamelan started to serenade him. This is when, she and me felt like dancing. While, the VIP started to walk we dengan asyik sekali menari-nari dengan penuh synchronisation although tak sedar diri duduk depan and there few teachers and whatnot, still sitting at their sit. If you tell me, I was terhibur that time. She and me were laughing while dancing dengan sesuka hati. Siapa nak tegurlah? Budak form 3 dekat blakang aku? Aku lecture kang baru tahu.


Little that we know, a teacher was eyeing on us. She taught history, not only she's loud, she's also garang and ohh very sarcastic. Lucky me, she did not teach me that year but she did taught my friend, the one who danced with me.


She was so unlucky that during her next history class, the teacher asked her to come forward to perform her special dance. Haha. Yes, that's me laughing now and that's me laughing then when she told me how she had to perform the dance and stand outside later.




It was almost 10 years now, I still see her every now and then and we still love to dance. But we did more than that together. It's amazing to think that after 10 years passed by, people change but somehow, some still look the same to you and you still appear the same to them.

She, during her party. And I didn't know how the hell that the aci get there.

And today, she is going to be wedded to the guy who she loves. On of the greatest malay guy I ever known for he would and did everything he could and even things which seemed to be impossible but eventually possible just to be with her.


After so many hazardous journey, they made it through. Together.


Babe, I really want to be at your wedding today but I am broke and nikkit tak dapat cuti but I hope everything will works out fine.


Ok. sebenanye aku macam nak eloborate ayat kat atas tapi aku macam nak ternangis sebab skang hanya tinggal aku dengan nikkit and bulat komfem tak bagi aku raba tetek kau dah. Dan siapa lagi nak cerita cerita sambil tunggu tido skang atau pon mengamuk secara tiba-tiba? Tinggallah aku seorang yang berperangai begitu.


So, to tina and bulat, selamat pengantin baru and semoga berkekalan ke anak cucu.


Both of you really really deserve each other :).

$#%egdhdfy

Every time class started, I will surely hangin.


First, I am so broke. Have to buy books, books and ntahape-hape persediaan belajar. Sangat marah but haih ok nevermind kerana tuntutlah ilmu hingga ke china. Poyo tak poyo skang?


Secondly is, I think I am more densela nowadays. I mean, when the lecturer was talking I couldn't get what he's trying to say tapi budak-budak depan aku siap angguk-angguk lagi ok. Siap tulis-tulis. So, to be sync with them, aku pon tulisla tapi ehe menulis untuk membeli apa atau lukis bunga-bunga dalam organiser. Which is so perangai lama. I mean, hell. Keji sangatkah aku ini. So, I decied it's time to balance myselflah. I mean, I've been reading craps all this while. Pasal kasut-kasut, baju-baju, beg-beg, chenta-chenta. So, perhaps this time I should start a new habit on buying and reading informative materials. But, aku tatau which material should I read. Ingat nak baca reader's digest tapi terasa macam zaman skolah menengah tapi aku suka, Times rasa macam keji dan tak terbaca. The thing is, aku bukannya suka ok, aku malas dan tak suke but I have to. Takkan nak jadi sengal tak tahu apa bende and menggulupur tahap dewa bila nak buat assigment. So, any good suggestionlah?


Third, I feel like being a pelanggar rempits. I don't have any issues with motor cyclist honestly speaking. I do consider them tapi mengapakah perlu bawak motor macam celake? Buta ke apa, sah sah aku dah bagi signal nak masuk masa dekat roundabout kenapa kau sukati cross depan aku sampai aku termencarut dalam kereta? Kau tau tak aku tgh cuba mengontrol anger sekarang? Others, why do you have to bercakap-cakap dengan motor lain semasa memandula? Brenti and cakap tak boleh ke? Dan perluke berlumba-lumba di jalan raya sambil mencelah-celah?Aku sangat takut satu hari nanti, aku dengan sengaja akan melanggar diorang.


Fourth, Nazri sebab you dah masuk sem lain I dah takde groupmate :(.


Now, where is my baskinlah!

Stupid heart

Some people just make excuses just for the sake of their heart where at the end it's their heart who betray them latterly.


I know someone who is at her middle thirties, lonely and sought to be loved, badly. Although is not granted with a fortunate guise, her Chinese features did attract a guy, also with Chinese features but with pure Chinese blood.


So after all ,God answered her prayer, in a quaint manner. He was all nice, charming and adorable and all his attention was devoted on her. Yet, secretly her heart doesn't yearn for him, the heart yearn for someone else, a married man. I too, know this married man. To me, he's nothing but an ordinary malay guy with rosyam noor look a like and his sweet words is something could be doubt about.


Finally, the love triangle were solved. The Chinese guy chose another Chinese girl since the mid thirties girls was in doubt and the malay guy, wedded another woman as his second wife who was their acquaintance. She made an effort to smile the widest but her vast decrease in size said everything.


She alleged that there's nothing wrong with the Chinese guy, it just that few lame excuses thrown away. And denying her love for the married guy.


"I am just sad because he is ruining his life"


Oh sweet woman, you are not sad because he will ruin his life but you are sad because your heart wreck your life.


The heart, always being referred to the word love and passion yet unnecessary reverence could bring fatal. Yes, it is significant to listen to your heart but where is the judgment when the heart is asking for more than you could handle?


You love him, you want him but he doesn't even love you. Maybe he did but not as much as you crave for him.


It is throbbing when you have to face the truth that his heart doesn't desire you but it will be more wounding to face the fact that he doesn't desire you as well as you had to deal with the pain of thinking he should or might and you used to witness hope, which is you though were strongly there. It hurts to deal with denial.


After all these years, after many heart ache, I learned that, if you want to be with someone, let the mind make the judgment. Heart, can be taught how to wholly consent soon after.


After all, God granted you intelligence for something.

Cili my bons

Since I wanted to tone up badly, I did almost everything. I cut my junk food consumption, exercise and even starve. At this moment my stomach are crying for food so does my mind but hoh, diet is still a diet.


Being an impatient person, fast result is what I wanted. So, I bought these.

One for the day, one for the night

I used to use these and since it was quite sometime, I forgot the impact.Only remembered the result.


Yeah, I am the type of girl who would buy all sorts of product termasuklah yang tahaper-haper. You will be awed if you get in my room but of coursela you won't get to do that kan.



So one day,had a shower and was in hurry to go out. Oh no, I have to sapu the cream remember? So, in a rush I dabbed some on my the problematic parts and continued to get dress. That day I feel like wearing one of my sluar ketat [actually it was longgar tapi ehe i guess my bons adalah membesar].


Tapi bila tengah buat rambut..


Adalah terase seperti jeans itu menggigit kulit ku. Sangat rasa miang dan panas okk! Oh fuck, I forgot that the cream give you heat sensation seperti dilumur cili api. Gilalah, bontot aku gile panas macam kene cili ok. Ditambah pulak dengan jeans ketat yang mencengkam kulit. Dan kesemuanya telah merah.



Macam celake rasanya.


So, I tak jadi to wear that jeans and choose another one.


But.. Walaupon bontot dan peha terasa di cili. Kesannya sudah terasa. Dalam sehari adalah paling kurang 3 kali berak ok. And from my past experience it did work. Wonders some more ok.


Siapla kau Gwen Stephaniee..

Finally

Bak kata pepatah, usaha itu tangga kejayaan.


Finally she's gone.


Although I send her countless poisonous letter, she is still being an obstinate biatch. Not only me but some of my friend too did add more agony to her life. Well at least we tried.


Tapi sepandai-pandai tupai melompat, akhirnya jatuh ke tanah jua. After my first report email to friendster was not properly entertained, I decided to send a second letter or email or whatever you want to call itlah.


And then...

User suspended, the browser said.

They also send me an email, asking for my respond regarding actions taken in order to solve my-so-called problem.

See my signature? Bad grammar and bad typing skills. Haha

Haha. Puas hati aku.



So I thought, all my kekejian dunia will dissapear buttt I was wrong. Sekali lagi aku naik angin setelah mahu menginstall benda.

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wtf?

Shit. This is the result for beeing too mesra with english instead of your own native language.


Celake, sepatah haram aku tak paham apa option dia.


WTf is bahagi/belah fail la weyyyyyyy?

Ohh No that person did not!

A friend told me news about someone.That someone used to avoid me but now that person is playing nice.And I always wonder why since that person the ego level is very high. And how could I forget that person words yang menikam jiwa.


The news made me either want to laugh or rolled my eyes.


Kecohla lu. Dulu cakap berapi, siap kata aku macam-macam. Sekarang.. Haaa.


You know I dun mind you to be friended my friends or you know do the thing u are doing right now. Gua takde hal beb. Lantak lula nak buat apa.


Cuma, stop being extra nice.
Aku tak suke.

Pupusnya

I just don't understand why they keep taking all the things I love away or issit my taste really suck?


Last Tuesday, I went for lunch at Chinoz KLCC after mengidam to eat the squid ink spaghetti but only to find out they took it out from the menu. Apaaaaaaaaaaaa? Tau tak aku malam termimpi-mimpi nak makan mende tu . I asked the waitress , you know kot-kot diorang malas nak tulis ke but still no more suid ink spaghetti yang dimasak bersama olive oil, di letakkan grilled king prawn and ohh asparagus for the veggie.


Fine. So I ordered something which I also don't know how to pronounce it since yang lain-lain tu dah biasa sangat [ayat eksyen neh]. So how did I like my food?


Lanch.


The pasta is so the keras. So I complained to the waiter and he said what I ordered is supposed to be like that, dengan eksyennye. Pantek, kau ingat aku ni tak penah makan pasta? Walaupon aku tak reti sebut but the pasta doesn't have to be rasa tepung liat isn't it? Or maybe, aku belum cukup Italian and should be sticking to my sambal blacan and budu.

The restaurant



Soft shell crab hand roll



This is what I order.Pasta with beans anyone?



Even the smoked duck with three layes whatever wasn't impressing.



Only this make me smile

Dahla tak bagi bread n butter aku.


Korang ni nak jadi macam piccolo mondo ke apa?


Nasib baikla they still have the pink chocolate and their soft crab hand roll is juicy. Itu pon, there are not enough reasons for me to come back there.


Eh. I teremo pula.


But seriously, why is it when I really like something, they take it away from me? For example, there's this one tepanyakki place in mid valley food trek that I really really love sebab dia jual lamb tepanyakki and shitake tenpayakki and ahah, dia boleh buat pedas ok. Even it's not an authentic Japanese food but dalam seminggu 3 kali aku mesti pegi makan situ. Tetapi tidak lama kemudian hatiku remuk kerana kedai itu ditutup which I don't understand sebab kedai tu memanjang ramai orang.


Secondly, I looooooooooooooooooooooove orangina. After a while they stop selling that and it only come back last year, still it was not being sold everywhere. Last year kan, aku demam panas so mengada dgn en.roskamal nak minum orangina. Letih en.roskamal carik tak jumpa. Tengok! Sampai hari ni ada brain damage, salah siapa sekarang?



What about voodoo jelly? The name is keji ok but the rasa is so sedap. Jelly drink and eeeee sedaplah!!Used to get it at seven e, now even aku pergi giant, jusco dan segala mak nenek hyper market pon dah tak jual dah. :(


Sup urat is the other one. Ani sup utara dah tak jual. Perlukah aku mengamuk ye?


Dan kenapa menhentikan pengimportan morgan from paris? Kenapa ganti dengan morgan from hong kong? Kalau macam tu baik la tukar morgan de toi ke morgan de choyy ok. Dahla harga maintain sama.


And yesterday afound another similar news. Was walking to one of my fav shop ,spring flower when I saw the shop was nearly to empty.


Me: Eh, how come no more baju?
The Owner: I am going to close down this shop *sad face.


Me: Butt whyyyy?
The Owner: Not making good businessla.


Me: But I always buy from you, every month!
The Owner: Only you lorr.


Demm.Teruk sangat ke taste aku hu sampai aku sorang je yang beli?


Nampak tak macam ini entry emo. Itulah, tapi hal pemakanan dan pemakaian adalah sangat penting yo!


Sekarang pejam mata rapat-rapat.
Bayangkan keadaan offics yang menjengkelkan dan bos memekak tepi tlinge. Bosan tetapi oh, lunch time telah dekat dan sekarang bayangkan makanan yang boleh membuat anda gembira.Tersenyum.Sedap.Dan kenyang.


Tetapi bila anda nak order kedai itu telah tiada lagi.!



Buka mata sekarang. Apa perasaan anda?
Lapar?


Sebenarnya saya juga. Oleh itu, nak pegi makan skang.
Tata.

Mampukah?

Oh God. My hidung so gatal and I have been scratching it until there's some red dots appears on it. I know this is like some info you guys don't want to know but who give a fuck, this is my blog.


Eceh, garang tak?


So anyway, I have this one question in mindlah. The other day, I had to lepak at KFC in Serdang while my boss pegi memecahkan pintu kerana ada seorang budak telah bawak itu konci pegi singaporelah. Yelah, I preferred being under air cond accompanied by chicken nuggets rather than sweat under the hot sun.


Besides me was a confused-sense-of-dressing girl talking to a quite cute chinese girl. Walaupon perempuan tu sense of dressing die sangat fail but she was brilliant. I didn't mean to eavesdropping but dah die duduk bebetul seblah aku. Her english was perfect but that's not the point, her idea was brilliant and ehe jarang aku tengok cina nak buat assignment dengan melayu and diajar pulak oleh melayu. To that girl, wa caya lu tapi lu mungkin kene suruh groupmate lu ajar lu cara dressingla. Hehe


Oh. Itu sebenarnya adalah sesi mengumpat atau more precisely intro. Isi kandungannya ialah, after that I saw two girls walked into that KFC. Dimana, later on I found out that it was actually a guy and a pregnant girl. Meaning he was trying to be a girl. Dalam erti kata lain arbok atau pondanla. They look happy and talked cheerfully.


Then suddenly this question popped into my mind. What if the baby inside the girl's tomb, belong to that pondan? Aha!


It's like this guy, he hates being a guy and decided to be a girl but, since he hates guy so much he decides to screw girls instead of guys. Meaning, dia macam jadi pondan yang lesbolah.


Then both lesbos kan have anak. Brilliant tak?

Make sense ke tak?


---update---
Demm aku terlupa. To saiful, happy birthday!!!!

Celebrate!

Raya Haji + New Year's Eve was a blast. Raya Haji co-incidentally falls on the same day as my brother's birthday so we celebrated his birthday along and we gave him a present as well. But the taik thing is, gua terpaksa bangun sewaktu subuh musipat to goreng bergedil since we made soto that day. Sampai tergoreng tangan sekali, macam biasa. Dan macam biasa gua telah menghabiskan semua makanan dimana ia berakhir dengan tercirit setiap 30 menet. Gilalah, mana taknya, siapa yang penah makan masakan aku, would understand sepedas mana aku masak. Komfem buasir.


So, later that night, we went out. Initially I was thinking to chill at home but haihhh, apakah ertinye kalau ada kawan-kawan tapi menyegal di rumah. Saya bukan kera sumbang yo,atau dasar manusia tak appreciate kawan so I join the tetek as usuallah. Berdansa hingga ke pagi even harus mencirit disana dan disini. Walaupon begitu, hatiku masih riang kerana walaupun cirit tetapi masih dapat meraba. haha.


And as usual, ended exhausted dan tidur besama-sama kucing kesayangan :)


Isn't that a wonderful start?