I spent my weekend with Nik. She arrived around 11 and she had to listen to my mom's talking. Around 1 a.m we headed to uptown. She eat chicken chop and I only have 1 packet of cigarettes.
Then we went for shopping. Imagine shopping at uptown. What did I get? Seluar cerut2 for RM 38 and a shawl for..10 ringgit!! Bapak the murah ok..And Nik was like..crazy.She bought like..2 seluar..2 t-shirt and a shawl.Met Kak Ezza there..and she 'complimented' that I am getting fatter. Oh she also asked me why do I look like..shit..Not only herla but nana wafa and gerek also asked me the same question.Heshh..kenapa bile aku slekeh2 mestila jumpa orang2 yg aku kenal..ramai plak tu..
Around 4 a.m..I had to drag Nik home coz I'm so sleepy. On our way to her car a motorcycle came along. The driver drove his vehicle near me. Seeing that the machine will probably knock me down I dodged a bit. U know what the bloody hell backseat passenger did ? As soon as they approached me he stretches out his hand and groped me. Well, since I dodged earlier he just managed to grab my arms instead of 'other' thing. It left red marks on my arm..Sakitt tau tak??Busuk punye orang!!
The moral of the story is..If you have any child..make sure you educate them well..So takdelah die besa nanti,pantang jumpa pompuan je nak meraba!!Terasa sungguh ternoda aku..iskh..iskh
Monday, August 30, 2004
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Spill..ed
Okay.So i finally did spilled what i've been holding inside to mom. About what i felt and also about what he felt. About our situation and about the pressure that we are bearing. I thought it would be good to let her know how we feel.Instead it feel even worst.
She sound frusfurated and i feel bad. Really bad.
"Fine, i won't be mentioning about that thing after this.I will just keep my mouth shut"
I really yearn to hear her say those words actually, but when she finally did..I wish i never mentioned anything to her. I wish i would just keep it to myself and let it hurt me instead of hurting her.
I feel like crying at this moment. And it become worst when he didn't understand how am i feeling..When i know he won't do anything about this.
Mak, i'm so sorry.I promise that thing will happen..soon.
Please dun cry anymore.
+Its never between her and you.It's always her+
She sound frusfurated and i feel bad. Really bad.
"Fine, i won't be mentioning about that thing after this.I will just keep my mouth shut"
I really yearn to hear her say those words actually, but when she finally did..I wish i never mentioned anything to her. I wish i would just keep it to myself and let it hurt me instead of hurting her.
I feel like crying at this moment. And it become worst when he didn't understand how am i feeling..When i know he won't do anything about this.
Mak, i'm so sorry.I promise that thing will happen..soon.
Please dun cry anymore.
+Its never between her and you.It's always her+
Friday, August 27, 2004
Stress is...
Stress is when mom keeps nagging me about when are yamyam's parents coming.
Stress is when me and my mom don' talk to each other anymore because of that.
Stress is when yamyam did nothing about it.
Stress is when my parents won't accept the excuse of me being young and not ready for commitment.
Stress is when I actually don't want to get married...yet.
Stress is when I had to abide my parents saying coz my dad is going away for two years.
Stress is when my future are being arranged by somebody else.
Stress is when I started to hate my job.
Stress is when you work in job agency but you can't try out for any job offered.
Stress is when I feel like killing myself but I know I can't
Stress is when you're stuck and there's nothing that you can do about it.
Stress is when me and my mom don' talk to each other anymore because of that.
Stress is when yamyam did nothing about it.
Stress is when my parents won't accept the excuse of me being young and not ready for commitment.
Stress is when I actually don't want to get married...yet.
Stress is when I had to abide my parents saying coz my dad is going away for two years.
Stress is when my future are being arranged by somebody else.
Stress is when I started to hate my job.
Stress is when you work in job agency but you can't try out for any job offered.
Stress is when I feel like killing myself but I know I can't
Stress is when you're stuck and there's nothing that you can do about it.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Cheapskate
I love bargains especially during sales but there are something that we can't bargain. Let say on special occasion such as birthday, if that person really means a lot to me I wouldn't mind splurging some money just to get that person something that he or she really like, even it cost me a fortune. To me seeing the expression on that person face is priceless and..since I really adore that person..why not??
Fine, I am a material girl. I drool over designer's gear but that does not mean that I don't own anything with cap tiga ayam label on it. If I'm in love with something I will work my ass and my brains out to get it, no matter long how it takes. And no that does not take account of loaning money from people or stealing (or even selling myself..hehe). In my opinion (bear in mind..it's only my opinion) spending money for something silly is not a sin because we human live only once. Ok..Maybe what they say bout me is true. I am one spoiled little brat who snob around but do I give a damn?? Noooooooooo
Therefore, I can't accept cheapskate. It's true about people saying something like "buy things that you can afford." If you think u can't afford it..DUN EVEN THINK OF HAVING IT AT THE FIRST PLACE.Geddit??
He..pening tak baca?Mesti korang tak paham ape motif aku tulis ni..tapi takpe..asalkan aku paham kire ok..and I do feel good sbb dapat meluahkan rasa hati..hehe..
Fine, I am a material girl. I drool over designer's gear but that does not mean that I don't own anything with cap tiga ayam label on it. If I'm in love with something I will work my ass and my brains out to get it, no matter long how it takes. And no that does not take account of loaning money from people or stealing (or even selling myself..hehe). In my opinion (bear in mind..it's only my opinion) spending money for something silly is not a sin because we human live only once. Ok..Maybe what they say bout me is true. I am one spoiled little brat who snob around but do I give a damn?? Noooooooooo
Therefore, I can't accept cheapskate. It's true about people saying something like "buy things that you can afford." If you think u can't afford it..DUN EVEN THINK OF HAVING IT AT THE FIRST PLACE.Geddit??
He..pening tak baca?Mesti korang tak paham ape motif aku tulis ni..tapi takpe..asalkan aku paham kire ok..and I do feel good sbb dapat meluahkan rasa hati..hehe..
Monday, August 23, 2004
JAIS
Went to KLCC for a window shopping. Dined at chilli's and went to Kinokuniya. Yamyam as usual glued to his travel section and me wondered around looking for I dunno what. Perhaps books with colourful pictures or anything that was entertaining to read while waiting for my bf to do his own searching. I just love that book store.Not just that book store but I love spending my time at bookstores. Maybe some people find it weird but I can't help it.
Since we were there till that place closed their door for business so no more window shopping for me..No choice but headed back home. It seems that we have not had enough talking to do so yamyam have to round2 satu shah alam so we can take all the time we want. 1 hour later he drove me at in front of my house since satu shah alam dah habis dirouding. Still..I can't let him go so we borak-borak some more. Parking in front of my house or in my house garage while we talk is something that we do like..almost everyday and my parents do realised that we are there.
But yesterday while we are talking..suddenly a JAIS van arrived. They stopped their van and torch at us using a very high beam torch light..Silau mata aku..Me looked at yamyam and he looked back at me.
"Alamak..JAIS la plak"
Obviously nampakla kan macam gelabah eventhough there's no body contact at all that time. I was wearing a short skirt, a sleeveless top and sneakers which people claimed that I look like budak skolah menengah in this outfit.Hee..Kalau aku kene naik van JAIS ni..tak ke aku kene bebel sbb pakai camtu? Before someone step out from the van and say something like
"Apa awak buat berdua-duan dlm kete ni?Bagi IC"
I grab my things and walk camly (konon2 nampak cam tak glabahla) towards my door without bidding proper goodbye to yamyam. Duit belanja pon terlupa nak amik..huk..huk..But I guess it's better than kene tangkap basah depan umah sendiri..heheh..
P.s://Check this out. Kalau camtu, aku pon nak demam panas.
Since we were there till that place closed their door for business so no more window shopping for me..No choice but headed back home. It seems that we have not had enough talking to do so yamyam have to round2 satu shah alam so we can take all the time we want. 1 hour later he drove me at in front of my house since satu shah alam dah habis dirouding. Still..I can't let him go so we borak-borak some more. Parking in front of my house or in my house garage while we talk is something that we do like..almost everyday and my parents do realised that we are there.
But yesterday while we are talking..suddenly a JAIS van arrived. They stopped their van and torch at us using a very high beam torch light..Silau mata aku..Me looked at yamyam and he looked back at me.
"Alamak..JAIS la plak"
Obviously nampakla kan macam gelabah eventhough there's no body contact at all that time. I was wearing a short skirt, a sleeveless top and sneakers which people claimed that I look like budak skolah menengah in this outfit.Hee..Kalau aku kene naik van JAIS ni..tak ke aku kene bebel sbb pakai camtu? Before someone step out from the van and say something like
"Apa awak buat berdua-duan dlm kete ni?Bagi IC"
I grab my things and walk camly (konon2 nampak cam tak glabahla) towards my door without bidding proper goodbye to yamyam. Duit belanja pon terlupa nak amik..huk..huk..But I guess it's better than kene tangkap basah depan umah sendiri..heheh..
P.s://Check this out. Kalau camtu, aku pon nak demam panas.
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