how fucked up can it be?

"is this the way you treat your people? you know how demotivated i am right now? you think i'm a robot, you can switch on and off my feelings? how would you feel if someone comes up to you and tell you, you're a bad boss? i really, really feel like i dont wanna go to work today ok... i don't care about your 2 magazines. fuck it.

but you know i still give face to you guys because you're my superiors and i respect that. i come to work today because i wanna clear things up. i come here because im a good person, unlike some people who just doesnt give a fuck anymore.

you think my performance is bad? which part that i missed that makes you think my performance is unsatisfactory? please la,you only have three designers and you have four magazines. i'm handling two. TWO la.

do you think i really give a shit if you dont wanna confirm me? if someone told you that my performance is bad three months ago, why hasn't anyone tell me anything back then? you think you extended my probation period and you call dat damage control and you guys think im happy isit?

fuck it, i wanna resign. i just don't give a damn anymore. i give u my letter tomorrow."

for those who knows the prequel of this story, these were some of the words i spat on to my publisher, my production manager and my general manager. such fuckers. after 3 hours of constant 'hantam' these idiots, my general manager couldnt take it and left, my production manager red faced and thinks silence is virtue and my publisher took responsible being the damage controller, begging for me not to leave the company.

as for me, no matter how sweet it was to cuss these idiots, i'm still on the losing side. how fucked up can it be?

recipe on christmas eve

ingredients
a pissed girlfriend
a fucking superbitch with everything but looks and class
a sweet patient boyfriend
confused friend
an unknown bar which i have no interest in to begin with
dim sum
ciggarettes
a group of strangers

method
1. start evening prowling a jammed packed Jalan PRamlee looking for a bite and a place to park. manage to find both. grateful for the fact that when we celebrate raya we dont prowl nightclubs.
2. suppose to meet a group of strangers outside an unknown bar which i have no interest in to begin with. late!late!late!
3. they trickle and we dont get in anyway. nite still early. decide its got to be better someplace else.
4. decide to leave an unknown bar which i have no interest in to begin with.
5. at the elevators meet confused friend.
6. Confused friend drags us back in and decides to help us out.
7. decides to ask help from a fucking superbitch with everything but looks and class.
8. a fucking superbitch with everything but looks and class decides to live up to her name and does a flawless job forgetting that my bf once saved her skanky drunk ass being from being thrust out to the streets and end up being another KL hotspot (always open!!)
9. a pissed girlfriend has already stormed away from it all. ciggarettes are helping. by this time a pissed girlfriend has no interest in being around drunks.
10. land in Hartamas Sq. a pissed girlfriend still is. ciggarettes still helping
11. a sweet patient boyfriend tries hard to fix things with a pissed girlfriend.
12. a pissed girlfriend apparently is starving. Takes three baskets of dim sum, patient boyfriend pays, obviously.
13. a pissed girlfriend no longer is pissed and manages a smile. situation is salvaged when favourite people pop by the table.
14. girlfriend wonders why on earth did we go thru all that shit at an unknown bar which i have no interest in to begin with to be with a bunch of strangers.
15. situation salvaged.
16. everything ok. they meet up again the next day.

merry christmas. happy new year. im off for my year end vacation. be back next year.

maybe

i've done something bad while i was away...
immediately as i reached the border, s called me up and couldn't stand of lying, i confessed...

"betul ke?"
"betul and i'm sorry k. i promised i won't do it again..."
"sokay, just promise me u won't do it anymore..."
"i promise..."

she hung up and i went back to sleep, couldnt care less, thinking everything's ok. not knowing, she cried herself to bed...

tuesday nite...
"kenapa sayang?"
"taklah i sakit tekak sikit..."
"kenapa suara macam baru lepas nangis? isit becus what i did?"
"how did you know i cried??"
"i dont... just guessing..."
"i cried because both of us made a promise and swear to each other that we never do it as long as we're together..."

i was stunned, thinking all this while it was only a minor fault. although we've been together for seven years, we have so much near of nothing in common... but when we agreed on something that we believed in, it was something we would treasure. we made a pact, a swear and a promise...

being naive, i broke one... being a total chauvinist idiot, i forgot about the promise...

i made apologised but she's still hurting... i'm picking up pieces of her heart, trying mend it up. at this moment, guilt and remorse haunts.

i know she says, "it's alright...
you will make it up next time..."
i know she knows it's not right
there ain't no use in lying...

maybe she thinks
i know something
maybe, maybe
she thinks it's fine

maybe she knows
something i don't
i'm so tired...
so tired of trying...

it seems to me that 'maybe'
pretty much always means 'no'
so don't tell me
you might just let it go

often times, we're lazy
it seems to stand in my way
because no one knows not
no one like to be let down...

a phone call

decided that i would call him for a few minutes. hopefully im not intruding his vacation.

d: hey!
s: hey!
d: heee-eey!
s: heey!
d: baby!

suprised i called? yeah. he certainly sounded like it. he's having a good time alright so i shall not worry. he just came back from a thai massage (hmm...).
and yesterday he lost 1000 bahts. but he's not sure whether he spent it or really lost it.

please be more alert and cautious.please

am spending the days listening to the amazing lucie silvas.


a really good listen if you're in my shoes.

3 days till he comes home

quite isn't it?

my phone didnt ring as many times today. was a quite day. no irritating wake-up calls, no munching-at-lunch-while-talking phonecalls, no im-on-my-way-home-but-had-to-meet-K-in-hartamas calls.

just A calling to complain about how her baby now refuses to sleep in the buai anymore and wants to sleep on the bed instead. whatever.

went to shah alam as usual to drop sister at her classes but wasnt able to see him as usual. channeled all the energy into going for a run instead around that huge lake.

Message Received
++Mwah!++
15/12/05
05:44PM
i have been travelling since 11pm last nite.
Now i baru sampai kat jetty. we took the long
route. Everything is in a massive flood.
i luv u syg. Miss u so much.
************End***************

4 days till he comes home.

and counting

we didnt managed to meet during his lunch break. so its now til the day he returns.
we talked a bit on the phone. he's too swamped with work to talk for long.i could sense the excitedness in his voice. he told me he wished that he could see me to pick the toiletry bag. he doesnt really need it. i know he's saying it just to be nice. he's always like that.

im wondering im gonna do. wonder what this weekend will be like.
wonder if he'll be okay,if he will enjoy himself.
all i pray for is a safe trip and safe return.


5 hours till he's gone.

first time

monday. we went out. exchanged some foreign currency. he's leaving tomorrow night. its the first time he's going and leaving me behind. before this i was always the one to go. im anxious but excited for him. he was at the office yesterday til 11 finishing his workload before actually leaving tonight. he works so hard,i know he deserves this break.

i packed a toiletry bag for him but not sure if im actually going to see him today before he leaves. im worried but he tells me not to. six years. and this is the first time im left alone.


12 hours till he leaves.

yee haaaaaw!

hari tuh aku ngan member baik sorang nih, K, pegi cuti kat PD. one thing good about working in publication, kitorang selalu dapat gi party (vip pulak tuh, free flow je terus... tapi Tuhan sayang aku lagi sebab aku tak minum), launches ngan sekali sekala dapat gi cuti.

editor aku dapat invite pegi satu resort ala koboi kat PD. invite tu actually utk cover launch paintball centre. sebab editor dah pegi germany haritu, dia soh la aku pegi cover event tuh. walaupun sebenarnya aku nih designer. haha.

tapi aku malas la nak citer pasal sumer2. letih. baik aku terus tulis article dia. :P tapi yang paling best sekali, time aku gi massage spa kat sana. best gila... mmg tak terkata keberesannya...

*masa tgh buat footbath
kakak spa: adik buat apa kat sini?
aku: ada kerja la kat sini...
k.s.: ooo... ingatkan saja datang cuti, muka macam student lagi.
aku: taklaaa... saya dah suku abad dah kak.
k.s.: yeker? muka muda lagi laaa... macam anak akak (beres...)

kalau korang yang dah pikir bukan2 time akak nih tgh bersihkan kaki korang, memang potong stim sebab kakak nih dah ada anak...

*masa tgh urut, lampu dah tutup, music dah pasang, minyak lavender dah naik bau, dah meniarap atas katil pakai boxer jek...
kakak spa: adik nih kulit lembut jek... senang jek nak urut. kulit manja jek.
aku: ......
k.s.: kakak naikkan sikit seluar nih... (dengan selamba dia dah pegang butt cheeks aku... cara betul la kakak nih!)

kalau orang dalam situasi aku, korang tak pikir bukan2 ke?
dahlah aku malas nak tulis, korang gunalah imaginasi korang sendiri. senang2 korang pergi kat aman suria tuh... ada service rm50 full body massage... editor aku cakap extras pun ada... whahahah!


selepas kejadian itu, penulis telah membuat survey di sekitar klang valley untuk mencari pusat urut yang paling best dan harga berpatutan. sehingga hari ini, beliau masih lagi dalam pencarian rumah urut terunggul :P

MMusic.love.life.music

When you live where i live, nothing that happens after 8pm (or even before that as-a-matter-of-fact) is worth getting excited about. Thats why i have the entire TV schedule from 8pm onwards at my fingertips. And wednesday is a waited-for-day because of The Amazing Race.

But earlier on she IMed me and told me to come over to MMU. Apparently,she and her bf started their own band (apart from his kick-ass April!) and are playing at an anti-drug campaign little concert tonight. Yay!

So I dragged my 16-year-old sister, and off to cyber we went. Only 5 performances but they really rocked! (except for Ilsa who decided to go hiphop?)
I dig chicks with bands anytime. not those i-dont-like-to-shower-grungy looking chicks but really, these MMU chicks were hot. They were slinging guitars in strappy heels and skin tight jeans.

which shows that if girls ever decide to 'go underground' they dont have to look like the guys. comot, dirty and bad hair. you can be a rock star and look hot. take your cue from The Fancy Pants.

anyways my 16 year-old sister very surprisingly loved the show and was stuck in her seat for the whole entire time and demonstrated her interest even more by purchasing April's EP. wa-hey. Apparently they are MMU's IT band of the moment.


she's a bit nervous about her performance...


but i tell her its alright...


and i get a free poster for my efforts..

great show but im rushing back to catch the reruns of The Amazing Race.

apasal? dah tak larat nak dengar?

aku nak confess la kat korang satu benda. benda nih memang mengganggu kepala otak aku sejak dua tiga bulan lepas la... makin hari makin teruk la benda ni, sumer disebabkan faktor-faktor kebangangan orang2 sekeliling aku.

nak tau apa bendenya?
I BLOODY HATE MY BLOODY JOB!

memang setengah orang cakap aku tak bersyukur la sebab ada lebih kurang 30 000 graduates tak dapat kerja...
alasan aku senang je, bukan aku tak bersyukur sebab aku dapat, in fact aku kerja dah lama dari korang yang senang2 cakap aku tak bersyukur. aku bayar duit keter aku sendiri, bagi mak aku duit walaupun aku tau mak aku still kerja, walaupun mak aku cakap bayar je mana mampu, tak payah bagi pun takpe. yang 30 000 orang tuh sumer tak dapat keje sebab memilih, penat makbapak kasi duit belanja pegi kelas... aku pun pernah rasa la keje gaji kecik. so tolong sikit kalau nak cakap aku tak bersyukur.

memang setengah orang cakap aku nih banyak bunyi, suka whining tak tentu pasal sedangkan bende halnya kecik...
aku jawab senang jek, allo mister, lu cakap aku nih bunyi lebih, lu ingat lu bayar gaji aku ke? korang tau tak kerja seorang designer? korang tau tak kalau sorang designer tuh silap sikit je artwork, satu office cari, satu dunia tuding jari. macam masalah negara la mister. kalau mintak kerja sumer nak laju, salah sikit marah. kalau 10 artwork sekali masuk, lepas tuh sumer nak laju, designer ada sorang... lu ingat aku nih photostat machine ke apa? boleh multitasking? kalau aku lawan terus cakap ngan publisher... kalau publisher bodoh tahap melantun2? tak ke ko rasa nak macam nak taji dahi dia?
kata buat marketing & sales, clients pun tak gheti handle... tau nak sign agreement, makan komisen. kepala otak dia laa...

aku rasa diorang patut buat satu hari nih, hari khas untuk designers in the whole unibes... macam Hari Designers Sedunia... so kitorang yang otak penuh dengan kaler2 ngan idea nih boleh relax...

okla... tu ada berlambak lagi artwork aku nak buat. karang orang ingat aku takde keje laa apa laa... karang ada pulak cakap aku nih bising jek. ada ke orang nak dengar pun, aku rasa S pun tak larat nak dengar. sampai boleh jawab, "quit je la, jadi laid back macam i..." beres.

sempena korang dengar citer aku nih... nah tgk gambar aku tgh tension masa kat studio tgh shooting fazura... selamat dan semoga semua hidup berbahagia. pis.

daddy cool

its pretty amazing the stuff you can actually find from the web. anything and almost everything is pretty much available. from pictures of friends/enemies (frienster la tuu) to women the biggest boobies to gory pictures of tragic accidents.

bearing that in mind im pretty much prepared for whatever shit i might find on the internet. until yesterday.

papa wanted some of his previous research papers that he didnt have copies (too lazy to go to the library, which i had to go in the end-another tragic story but thats a totally different story).

so here i was goggling his name. and i found a piece of gem. the last thing i ever expected to find on the internet. papa's pictures when he was seventeen! holy macaroni! seems that one particular 55-year old didnt have anything interesting to do and decided that he would rewrite his high school diary and publish all embarrassing photos of those school years.

some of them i really know well. some of them i call uncle. some died, others retired. hard imagining papa was ever a teenager. hard imagining him being a school prefect, having examinations woes, arguments with friends and eating in the dining hall.

he seems so in control of his life right now. ive never seen a couple with the best relationship-ever. anything for mummy. even her constant thosai cravings at 2am.

wonder if i'll marry a man like that.



author left, papa right.
sekolah alam shah, cheras.

*puke*

was IMing her early in the morning when she said

"uwek aku rase nak muntah"
"asal?"
"sbb terbace satu blog ni"
"blog ape?"

this blog is just *lost for words*. no need to read. just scrolling and looking at the pictures was enough to put me off lunch. almost.

whinning and pretending

yesterday, when youngsters (ahem!) my age were out and about enjoying their start of the weekend, i had this neighbourhood gathering/BBQ at the playground.

Results- FOOD :good
-CROWD:are you kidding me?

Datuks and Datins, aunties and uncle and bibiks. Was sitting near the benches with my bibik and all the other bibiks. Was hoping i didnt blend in though. Tragic if i actually did.

D on the other hand was hanging out at a heinekken par-tay somewhere in Bukit Bintang. wah-wah. And called me around 3 having issues handling a drunken girl who came driving alone. bijak nye itu perempuan.

im on my way out actually. going to ikea looking for fancy boxes to put my panties that have been put too long in the Mr.Potatoes big brown box.

and tomorrow im going to attend the wedding of my subang school friend. his akad was yesterday. congratulations zorro and nurin.
and tomorrow D and his friend Kep are going to pretend to be reporters and attend a two-day paintball event in PD. supposed to be preview for press only. Lucky bastards! Just dont get paint in your eyes.

weekend photoblog

weekend. went to three open houses. saturday with D to somewhere in Puncak Alam. A dude with three kids whom he use to work with. the dude,not his kids la.

pictures of my sunday.


early morning. mummy suruh bangun awal sebab aunty laila rumah belakang ajak breakfast. trying hard to wake up cos i usually sleep til 11 on a sunday.


after the breakfast we go home and im fooling around in bed with cousin IKA who came to sleepover. why she likes to sleepover since there's no one her age here is beyond me. maybe cos i let her play with G's makeup. hahah. so here are two girls, cleaned and fed early sunday morning.


me and G ready-set and go! wani pun ade tapi duduk belakang. as usual i have to drive. (we both hate to drive-no suprise). we're going to fatie's house in shah alam. she texted and said the we MUST come-her mom's making nasi carrot. we ponder in the car what in the world is nasi carrot sbb tak pernah dengar. funny thing happened when we reached fatie's house, wani asked loudly, MANE NASI RABBIT? nasi rabbit?wtf? tapiturns out nasi carrot is sedap that we had second helpings.:)



me with fatie, G's with huda.they were gossiping non-stop about this dude G use to date who is huda's classmate. but really, he was sick and twisted.


another openhouse@redza's place in subang jaya.i was the only girl invited.lucky my sisters were tagging along. these guys were my friends from school. they were all prefects, never got in trouble, dont smoke, dont drink and have perfectly stable careers. heh. funny im in the picture.



me IKA and her sister ADA who came to take her home.she's holding the camera in this picture. she took abt 60 shotsof this picture alone cos she's so fascinated with the digicam and cos she thinks she looks hot wearing G's MAC vivaglam lipstick. G's sleeping while all this is happening. haha. G and her expensive make-up hahaha!! i dont even buy makeup. all my lipsticks are those D got for free. tu pun maybelline ngan loreal je. and one lipgloss i made A steal for me two years ago at subang parade cos i didnt have the guts to do it.tu pun maybelline jugak.

then i went to bed,no pictures.

angry

i could go on and on about how fucked i am about the results of the contender rematch on AXN yesterday! argghh!! i mean, how clear cut was it? manfredo clearly won that match. unfair.lucky for jesse brinkley though, how he managed to win is beyond me. and i cant wait for the second season of the contender. whoo-hoo!

today seems a bad enough day for everyone. isnt friday suppose to signal the end of the week where some action will begin. i called D and he was mumbling about how everyone is 'macam pukimak'! aiyo.

and i banged some dude's car while dropping my brother off for his prayers. hit and run. hahahah.

im off to see the movies.

slow recovery for 26 year old

i turned 26 last week. same week D turned 26. i had measles. first it was a fever then the measles started. itchy-lar. i didnt see him on his birthday and i didnt see him on my birthday either. i didnt get him anything for his birthday but he got me the BEST present for my birthday. :D

been staying at home forever now and indulging in junk magazines and reality tv shows. best nye.

-cosmopolitan has arrived finally in malaysia. its in Bahasa which i really dont mind cos it actually means that a certain group does not read it.-i hope. but then it dosent have much explicit stuff as the indonesian cosmo which is almost vulgar. bo-ring.

-fear factor for i dont know what reason has stopped airing. now there's fear factor malaysia. shamser's a dick but stunts are just as good and im waiting to see my friend Das make a fool outta himself this friday.

-survivor is great. gary is great. he should win. nuff said.

pray my itching goes away please. im scratching like a monkey on discovery channel.

open house.

date : sunday 20th november 2005
venue : my home in putrajaya














thanks for coming!

mungkin

"ah... alhamdulillah, kini sudah setahun lagi tua. terima kasih kepada yang mengingati hari lahirku yang pada setiap tahunnya disambut dengan tidak seberapa. banyak yang telahku lalui selama suku abad aku hidup di dunia. tidaklah sebanyak seperti sesetengah orang tetapi mungkin segenggam lebih dari sesetengah kenalan.

aku pernah miskin, papa kedana tapi masih lagi mencari harta. aku pernah berduka hiba, penuh sengsara namun masih lagi kenal akan erti cinta dan gembira. aku tahu erti porak poranda, gundah gulana tapi masih mampu terangkat dan bangun semula.

aku ingin mengambil kesempatan ini untuk meluah segala rasa keikhlasan dan sanjungan terhadap sekolompok rakan yang mengenali diri ini. mungkin, mungkin tanpa kehadiran, senyuman, gelak tawa dan keikhlasan untuk mengharungi hidup bersama2, aku tak sanggup nak mengharungi keesokkan hari... dan mungkin, mungkin aku tak sempat untuk menjalani hidup pada masa depan kerana keizinanNya. terima kasih kerana kehadiran kamu semua.



penting sekali, terima kasih mama... terima kasih shaliza... hidup ini mungkin kurang manis tanpa kamu berdua. alhamdulillah."
- 14 november 2005

HAPPY 26th BIRTHDAY DAOH

My dear,

happy birthday to you! here's to years and years of happiness to come that i hope i share with you. to think that we were both twenty (twenty!) when we crossed paths and never let go ever since.
thank you spending these years with me and i hope you have no regrets at all. i know i can be a bitch at times but hell, so can you! :)

enjoy babes. and oh, i received an sms this morning that made my day. (isk jahatnye)

"sayang jangan risau pasal gifts or whatever cos i still luv you no matter wat..thank you for being there..muahs"

betul ke takyah beli apa-apa?


before he met me. innocent sweet kid.

a weekend that was

and so the weekend was here.

most people were still in the raya mode and we had guest streaming in and out of our house. i hated it.

i hate it when people make remarks how much youve grown. i hate it when people remark about how much weight youve put on/lost. i hate it when people make remarks about when you should get married and think they're actually hilarious. seriously. whats funny is the thought of ramming the buluh lemang down their throat or maybe dunk their pretty faces in the kuah kacang. take that! is that funny? i'd rather be single than be married and bitter like you old fogs. bet you're just jealous cause im single and fabulous unlike you or youre daughter who's married and waking up at three in the morning breastfeeding her offspring her sore nipples!!

which was why my bf took me away from all the madness. thank you dear. he took me to lunch at chilis and being us we order the same thing again. and again we didnt finish our food. again.
and i told him that today since he's paying im gonna be a really nice gf and let him pick the movies for a change.
but i changed my mind when i saw Just Like Heaven was showing. unlucky for me the time was waaay too late, so we ended up with his choice. exorcism of emily rose.

thought it would scare the hell outta me but instead it was such a sad tragic tale. honest.

and today i went out to midvalley. guy from a place i did my internship sometime back treated me to big fat lunch.

all this talk about food is making me full. have a great week ahead.

raya.

and so raya came.
i still cant understand why we have to go back to our kampung even though it was abandoned more than ten years ago. grandma and grandpa have a great home in kj so why cant we just raye there?
so we spent about over an hour in the car going back to a very very old kampung house, cleaned up a house that was left since the last raye last year.
but then again with the same crowd from the city, it was familiar and sometimes fun.
i guess the fact that took all the fun away was the point when you stop receiving duit raya. and so its true.

highlights of the celebration
-the food. sedap.
-the baju baru. as always. dari umur 5 tahun pun tu jugak yang best.
-the duit raya that has decreased massively due to increase in age.
-and that is all. seriously.

worst bits
-the questions. the bile nak kawin questions has developed a life of its own.
-my dad not being around. he's on his retirement holiday halfway across the globe.
-the toilet in the kampung is external. my tummy behaved until i was back in the city.
-the food. met the bf on the 3rd day of raya and he ask "makan banyak ke?" damn.
-maid on holiday and not there to pick up after you. buat sendiri semua.
-being forced to wear gold. i hate it. lucky for my hubby-to-be.
-being away from D.

the second column is longer than the first. i feel bad. it was a good raya.

instant messaging

conversation on YM.

x :kalau ko pk..ape bezanye aku gi clubbing dgn aku gi midvalley kalau aku tak minum tak buat bende jahat
y : pentingkn diri sendir i
x : its just the same
x : if i sit with my frens
x : minum coke sambil borak
y : tp suasana kt sane lagi teruk
y : org menari
y : layan pil
y : mabuk
y : raba2
x : kalau aku lepak midvaleey same je..ade jual arak jugak..byk je org bukan muhrim
x : its just the sme
y : bagusla kalu ko tk buat jahat
x : heheh
x : ko prnah gi clubbing?
y : harap2 lps ni trus berubah camni
y : tak penah
y : mmber penah ajak
x : lor berapa kali aku nak ckp aku tak berubah la ...aku mmg camnih
y : n aku mals pg
x : cume baru harini ko tau
x : mesti ko cam org melayu lain kan?
x : judge org dari segi org tu berpakaian
y : entah
y : skrg akhir zaman ni musia mcm2
y : tp hakikatnye
y : yg aku kenal
y : dr ape dia pakai.. camtu la perangai dia
y : tak lari
x : cube ko pikir sekejap

and it goes on and on. but i dont wanna waste anyone's time.

metaliti orang . macam mana nak ubah?

hari ni makan ape?

today early morning, me and Kath turned up the radio. was a lot of Quran recites. we thought oh, the stations are out again. after we got back in the car, same thing. then G texted me, "balik cepat, pergi funeral neighbor kita auntie endon meninggal".
i turn to kath "auntie who?" she started giggling.
suddenly realization hit me. i put two and two together. innalillah..
such a sad, sad day. to be at the peak of your life. children, grandkids, being a first lady and all. al-fatihah
*let us not mourn the death but instead celebrate the life she had*

upscale, im meeting my good,good friend from the past, Dee, tomorrow for break fast. she has all my dirtiest secret in her hands. heheh. she just ended her six year relationship and is back in business! good on ya gal!

*sigh* just wish the gloomy weather would past. all i feel like doing is sleep.

whatta feeling..

i had an okay weekend. a bunch of us went for break fast at this spot in KL. its kinda like a tradition. we go there every year to break fast. and its also tradition that D always has to pay, i guess. hee-hee. usually every year we go with different people. but this year was the same crowd as last year cept K came without his gf of three years because he just got dumped for a guy whom according to him is a 200-pound hairy gorilla. ouch! that must've hurt alot.

and then as usually according to their itenary a night out has to, has to end at hartamas sq. i swear that D's been going there every single night for these past few months. i cant quite figure that one out. he wasnt one to hang out a lot, but hell, quarter life crisis hits ya- what can i say? (jgn marah babe!) but then again when i looked around-it was footie nite mind you- the male population werent too bad. heh.

what i didnt notice before was the amount of expats swarming the place-and no, not the old ugly ones with filipino maids on their arms, no no. the peeps were like 16 and 17 and were in bunches. and yeah they were hot. the girls had micromini skirts so short that prompted me to just say "hey, nice belt-now where's the skirt?" *wow*

ok. now i know why you religiously go there everynite. you're a fan of belts arent you?

goal !!

yesterday was s and d's day out at the movie again. actually we got them tickets free. d did. it came with a buffet break fast. d declined and insisted on buying me dinner instead. great.

the people at all star cafe are starking mad. the portion they served could feed a footie team. (exaggerating but u get the picture) too bad i wasnt even hungry. you the feeling when u look at the food and u already know what it tastes like?

but man! the movie was awesome. hot, buff footie lads. *swoon* d caught me swooning during one particular shower scene. phwoar!! "ha..awak tu memang suka laa benda2 camtuh" mane ade.......
and the soundtrack rocks. reminds me why i love oasis to bits.

oh and we managed to score those awesome backseats-the one where the armrest comes up and you can snuggled with your partner. except the seats were too spacious and halfway through i was freezing. regular seats next time please.

go and watch goal. its good for the girls.

seven wonders of my world

Seven things I plan to do before I die:
[x] devote at least a year of my life to charity
[x] fall in love - hard and fast
[x] march the berlin love parade
[x] be sure that i have no enemies-or at least try
[x] marry the man i love
[x] kick any unhealthy addictions
[x] be rich enough to say 'money aint a thing'

Seven things I could do:
[x] be honest about how i feel
[x] backpack the world with someone awesome.
[x] be nice to everyone- about everything
[x] jog 3 miles everyday
[x] umrah every year - very thereupatic
[x] sailing. will you take me?
[x] read tolstoy's war and peace - instead of just the first five pages

Seven celebrity crushes (soalan paling susah sekali nak jawab):
[x] josh harnett
[x] josh harnett
[x] josh harnett (ok, sorry if i sound like im seventeen!)
[x] josh harnett (he's so HOT! didn't u watch wicker park?)
[x] jake gyllenhaal
[x] jakob dylan
[x] julia stiles

Seven often repeated words:
[x] yes
[x] babe
[x] no
[x] i think so
[x] ok
[x] no problem
[x] awesome

Seven physical traits I look for in the opposite sex:
[x] long slender fingers
[x] nice teeth- real teeth please!
[x] broad shoulders
[x] a bit of facial hair- just a bit
[x] defined jawline
[x] droopy eyes -that junkie look
[x] a big fat wallet .. :P

Seven things I do to make myself happy:
[x] smoke and bitch and drinks
[x] be around my crappy friends
[x] watch corny cheesy chick flicks
[x] watch sex in the city again and again and again
[x] watch amazing race and survivor (no...im not a couch potato)
[x] be around my partner..or on top or maybe underneath.....
[x] get a make-over

some are facts others fiction. use your active filter systems.

firdhaus means seventh heaven

aku kena tag dengan tania... so kena la buat. karang orang cakap apa pulak... tak manis orang tua2 cakap. hehehe

Seven things I plan to do before I die:
[x] be a good muslim, dah tua nak mati kalau tak sedar diri memang tak tau nak cakap apa lagi laa
[x] pay all my debts, hehehe pakcik2 kat MARA tunggu saya bayar nanti ok?
[x] be a good person
[x] buy a black jaguar convertible, kalau tak dapat tuh pun apa2 keter convertible pun ok jugak lah! keter kebal convertible? cara?
[x] have a successful design company, at least dapat acknowledgement from IDN Asia
[x] sing rock songs in front of a huge audience... stok sumer lagu suicidal sampai sumer orang nangis and commit suicide beramai2. mebbe sebab suara tak sedap kot...
[x] be rich and never to work again... work sucks!

Seven things I could do:
[x] sembahyang lima waktu... yes mama, saya semayang...
[x] work on time management
[x] work on financial management
[x] quit smoking... HAHA! yeeee la tuh!
[x] excercise and be healthy... bila nak naik six packs balik nih? yang naik satu jek... buncit pulak tuh.
[x] get a vacation... kalau citer pasal vacation sampai bebila tak habis.
[x] quit being a designer... i wish *sigh

Seven celebrity crushes (soalan paling susah sekali nak jawab):
[x] elisha cuthbert
[x] jenna jameson... and some other few vivid pornstars. wahahaha!
[x] sarah tan... freckles...
[x] lindsay lohan... damn, those freckles!
[x] maya karin... ini melayu beb... melayu gua cakap lu!!
[x] tak tau laaa sapa lagi... babyrina boleh tak??
[x] memang betul tak tau... yang atas2 tuh imaginasi semata2. mampus aku kena marah ngan s.

Seven often repeated words:
[x] Fuck
[x] Babi betul la...
[x] Yeeeee la tuh!!
[x] Bereeeeeeesss!
[x] Caraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
[x] Baby
[x] Babe

Seven physical traits I look for in the opposite sex:
[x] hygiene that includes teeth, hair, nails and down south... haha!!
[x] lips
[x] eyes
[x] boobs... alahai sudah semestinya la!
[x] nice tight ass... grrrraaaaauuu...
[x] brains... kalau layan orang bodoh tuh rasa macam nak tubi dahi 80 kali
[x] hish! dah tak tau apa nak tulis lagi dah nih

Seven things I do to make myself happy:
[x] cuss
[x] talk to s/go out with s/do whatever things with s
[x] smoke weed? anyone?
[x] lepak with friends yang tgh stone...
[x] lepak with friends, talk craps on coffee and ciggies
[x] listen to damien rice, remy zero, keane, aqualung and other suicidal rock bands
[x] pray

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wow, sungguh riang hati ku ini... selamat berpuas... eh silap, selamat berpuasa!

rasa cam kat tengah-tengah

cuba korang imagine...

semalam aku kuar ngan K. lepak bestari hartamas lepas keje. layankan member sorang nih yang still rasa down sebab baru break up. aku dah macam baper hari melayankan dia. tapi takpe... member punya pasal. tapi tu story lain. bila aku ada time aku citer.

masa aku lepak semalam, belakang meja aku ada satu group bebudak nih. sambung tiga meja macam nak makan besar. lebih kurang 19-21 la umur. dressing dah macam nak pegi clubbing. sedangkan baru nak masuk maghrib. korang nih bagus la. dgn memekaknya... dengan cockynye... dgn mengada2nya. segala benda yang kita buat masa kita kat kolej dulu. yang citer pasal zouk la. yang citer pasal mabuk la. yang citer pasal dj nih gempak la. yang citer pasal mamat ni couple ngan minah nih laa. apa apa la.
budak2 poyo habeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeess.

meja depan aku pulak abang2 baru balik keje yang smart, pakai shirt, cufflinks, perut buncit, clean shaved. memang kira macam dah umur 28-mid thirties la... kalau pikir nak jadi sugar daddy tuh memang boleh lagi la. hehe. diorang nih pulak cakap kuat nak mapus pasal bisnes laaaa, pasal datuk nih laa... pasal contract ni laaa, apa2 lagi la yang membuatkan diorang lagi kaya dari apa yang diorang ada skang.
mid life crisis...

aku ngan K, dua orang kat tgh2 diorang. sorang 24, sorang 26. cakap pun pelan. K dah memang tgh high. aku memang penat keje sebab mad rush dari minggu lepas. nak citer pasal keje tak larat. nak citer pasal chicks, dah tak tau nak cakap apa. aku dah tahap kena kawin, K baru break. nak citer pasal duit, sekor2 dah kering tgh bulan. tak tau apa nak citer... melangok, merepek, isap rokok, gelak, minum, merepek lagi (ulang lagi 80x)... sampai balik.

aku rasa macam kat tengah-tengah... cam omputih cakap...
i'm caught in the middle...

*cerita ini tidak mengandungi sebarang nilai moral baik/buruk untuk disampaikan kepada para pembaca. segala interpretasi dan olahan cerita adalah imaginasi pembaca-pembaca sendiri.

outline these defences

woke up this morning resembling a member of the alleycats. or maybe even an alleycat. my hair was sticking out in 64 different directions. its tough to start of the day when the mirror is the first thing you see when you sit up in bed. its definitely not the face i'd want to see in the morning.

problem was i went swimming with my sister yesterday. got too tired. came home. dried myself and went straight to bed. didnt shower. probably that was it. chlorine+public's pee.

my friends have a problem with me. they cant accept the fact that i shower once a day. they think im disgusting. i think they're wasting a lot of water. they think im unhygienic. i think i smell nicer than all of them put togther. plus no one in my entire family showers more than once. except for daddy. we'd rather spend the money paying internet bills or something.

sometimes it just baffles me why there seem to be a need for some people to shower two, three, four and even five times (!) a day. gile ape?

when i first knew D, he didnt understand that. he was always throwing the towel at me and telling me to shower cos it was hot/we're tired/it rained and all sorts of ridiculous reasons on why i should shower. just cos he's feeling all that doesnt mean i have to shower too. i feel fine.

few years down the road. D showers once a day. he has my habits. *hah!* i asked why. malaslaa babe! he's still looks the same, smells the same and sometimes taste the same. see? nobody needs 12 showers a day.

oh btw. i do have chinese blood. my friends think..oh! sod off what my friends think..

kenapa orang ingat aku macam tuh?

aku tak tau kenapa... tapi kekadang orang ingat aku ni gay. or gays memang suka orang macam aku... kalau pompuan takpelaaa jugak. terasa laa hot jugak kan? ini batang daaaa.

korang baca pun terkejut kan? nak tergelak tak? anyways, aku dah banyak kali dapat statements macam ni. aku beritau korang...

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Insiden 1
masa: semalam, masa photo shoot kat kl hilton
aku kenal sorang stylist nih... aku tak nak kasi tau nama dia la. kita panggil dia A laa.. dia selalu laa conduct photoshoots and everything. lepas habis photoshoot, aku borak la dgn stylist nih dgn make up artist dia... dua2 gay... out of the blue dia tanya...

A: D, are you straight or gay?
aku: Haha! I'm straight la A!
A: Really? Nevermind... I know some Malay boys they're a bit "convertibles" (sambil tersengih kerang dia...)

bereeeeessssss...

tak cukup dgn tuh masa nak blah dah... dia boleh cakap ngan make up artist, B, depan aku camni...

A: Eh, D straight la...
B: Ye ker?
A: Yeeaaaaah...
A terus pandang kat aku.
A: I don't believe you D...
Sambil melambai tangan dia yang alahai lembuuuuuuuuuuuuutt

*sigh

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Insiden 2
masa: 2 tahun lepas. kat BSC, tgh jejalan ngan S

S terjumpa kawan gay dia, J, masa tgh jejalan. Diorang borak laa say hi and all that stuff. J nih ngan bf dia. aku dok jejauh laa isap okok. malas nak join. gay tapi muka macho ganas! takut siol!

lepas S jumpa dia, S citer kat aku balik apa yang diorang borak...

J: ss that your bf?
S: yeah, is that yours?
J: (dengan tersipu2 malu) yeah... bf you meletup la! can we change bfs?

bereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssss...

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Insiden 3
masa: 5 tahun lepas...memang ingat sampai mati la nih...

S: D, are you straight?
Aku: huh? What do you mean straight?
S: i mean, are you gay?
Aku: of course im not gay! what makes you thing im gay??!!

Yang paling bestnye... sampai skang S ingat aku gay... alahai memang best. S, you memang caraaaa...

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Ada banyak lagi insiden2 yang buat aku macam tak tau nak cakap apa... tapi korang tolong laa beritau aku... dengan secara jujur nye... korang ingat aku nih gay ke?

*sigh

retard

read k.s maniam's book the pelanduk.

how true is it that nation is just an illusion like what Benedict Arnold said?

nation defined as imagined communities. indians and chinese as hybridized groups with one feet in their ancesteral land and one in this country. what's all that?

which reminded me of something i read in the weekend paper. An aussie remarking about how malaysia is by far the racist country he's ever step foot on. race is taken account into everything we do. color of IC, buying properties, banking, schools, government, entrance to universities, job oppurtunities and study loans.

come to think of it my professor was right. all the feel-good adverts on tv that always has the three major races are actually reminders. constant reminders that we are actually different. and its played everday.

so now we are aware. we're not bangsa malaysia. we're malays, chinese and indians trying to live together.

i chucked the book and picked up my Gossip Girl series.

and still going strong

dear love,

040905 marks the 66th month we've been going out. so here goes- HAPPY 66TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY. i feel like ive just gotten to know you but at the same time feeling that ive known you in my past life. youre a remarkable person and that makes me feel that stealing you from your ex-gf was the wisest move i ever made.

ive grown up hell a lot in the past five years and you have been a major part in shaping me to be the person i am today. i owe the years to you. i would have been a different person had we not crossed paths. how? i dont know.

thank you for bringing stability into my life. i was full of angst and so high-strung i often go off track. the main contribution to my life more than love itself is probably strength. the pillar of my strength.

praying for more happy days to come.

menulis dalam keadaan yang amat selesa

the fact that i cannot write in english well, i asked S the permission to write my post in bahasa melayu. sebab kalau tulis dalam bahasa inggeris aku tak boleh pikir straight... lagipun pegi keje pun speaking... buat magazine english-based... sampai cakap ngan orang melayu pun nak kena cakap omputih... letih laa mcm nih. kekadang tuh terasa jugak nak mencarut style melayu. hehe.

takpelaa.. hari ni takde bende yang menarik aku nak tulis pun. lain kali je laa aku tulis lagi. maka selepas ini dengan selamba aku tulis dengan penuh ayat yang bergaya, berbunga dan tanpa mengandungi kesilapan tatabahasa. semoga tuan2 dan puan2 setuju akan keputusan aku ini sebab aku lebih suka menulis dengan penuh keadaan selesa...

sekian, terima kasih. haha!

p/s: alangkah gembiranya hatiku ini kerana dapat meluahkan segala perasaan ku dimana aku sendiri faham akan segala maksud kata tutur ku... huh?

walk west till your hat floats

so 31st august came. i did honestly think that i would spend the countdown at home with hbo. but at 11 my mom decided that my maid deserved a bit of merdeka and took her to dataran putrajaya to watch the fireworks. apparently putrajaya really is a family friendly place and that was all it was to that. my and my sister with our flip flops eating san fransisco's flourless chocolate cake and watching them fireworks.
i was spared the sight of the ususal countdown celebrations- no drunken bastards on the streets or more precisely-no drunken malay bastards in my sights. harsh? thats how i really feel. too bad for you.

our movie day almost didnt happen. had tickets for mvm. the sight of the traffic trying to enter the place made us run the opposite direction and we were then at ou. traffic not much better but what choice did we have.

charlie and the chocolate factory was just like chocolate itself. awesome. i love love love the movie. or maybe im a huge fan of the book. ive read it since i was like 9 and still read it. and i love all the oompa loopa songs especially one about mike teavee. ok,ok i could go on and on but i'll spare you the details.

its just that i think its sad how some kids are deprived of charlie and willy wonka in their childhood. eh D? how come you never read the book? sad child. and he thinks willy wonka should be willy wanker for being strange and weird. duh.

yesterday i watched uptown girls on hbo. *sigh* i just love chick flicks.

a middle-of-the-week break

i deserve this. a middle of the week break. better yet if it was a monday. so i could have a long weekend. that would be awesome.

anyways, false hopes aside.

four or five years back i would be frantically getting my outfit ready for the night out in town. negritude isnt it? celebrating without understanding the meaning in context.

now D tells me 'i taknak masuk pun kl tu lepas kul enam. there's no way i nak bawak kereta jam2 tuh!'
sad to say i agree too. its just me being in my mid twenties (no im NOT in my late twenties). which explains why we choose to go out the next day. no countdown-fireworks-thingy for us anymore. maybe next year. i'll probably be watching CSI reruns on TV while eating kerepok or something boring like that. or probably i'll watch the independance day parade which i never have and just might resort to that since its in my neighbourhood. or probably not.

anyways we do have major plans for wednesday though. we're gonna watch the movies. awesome huh? a rarity. we so seldom get to do that. and it calls for a celebration. D&S's day out at the movies. maybe i should start collecting the ticket stubs like i use to do years and years ago. hah.

ive got reservation at three different places for three different movies at eight different times. now you believe me when i say im excited?

life doenst get better than this. at least for me.

ps. do look up the meaning of the word negritude.

another weekend bites the dust

was a typical weekend of family family and more family in your face. i like.

driving my brother around with his friends the entire time. swimming, bowling, mall. the works. he's lucky i adore him too bits. no one in the right mind would wanna succumb to that kinda work. four thirteen year-olds. loud, boisterous with the inability to sit still for more than 3 seconds.

oh. i heard this one on the radio. a man falls in in love with his eyes. a woman falls in love with her ears.

does that mean i'm beautiful and my partner is ugly? does that mean im a no-brainer and my partner has tonnes of personality?

that doesnt sound right. especially the first part.

D writes, aku dah lama tak tulis... aku nak tulis melayu

assalamualaikum,

lama gila babi tak tulis dalam blog. sampai s dah malas nak tanya apasal tak tulis. aku rasa lama2 dia pun malas nak tulis. hehehe. biasala aku memang poyo.

hari nih aku ngantuk gila babi pegi keje... belum sempat masuk studio, belum sempat letak bekal mama buatkan, r dah sound "F today we go to see printer for press check..." Aku dengan rasa best nye, best abeeeeeeeesss, ye kan aja. r ko memang cara.

dia tau aku penat... aku admit memang tanggungjawab aku... sebab company nih kedekut nak kuar duit carik art director. gila apa creative team takde art director. aku la yang pegi shooting... aku la yang jupe printer... aku la segalanya... perh, macam salah jek statement tuh. hehehe... takde laa mana ada nak buat sumer. gila apa...

tu tak masuk the moron army in the sales and marketing department. satu je ayat aku... kepala otak diorang tak pernah cuci.

dahla cukupla aku lepas geram...

dah kalau tulis nih, aku nak amik kesempatan ucapkan congrates to m and wife in terengganu on their first child. belum beranak lagi. baru baper bulan. and nak congrates to g, sophomore time mcc dulu, sebab kahwin masa 21hb arituh. sorilaa tak dapat datang. sebelah bini kat perlis, sebelah laki kat simpang renggam... bereeeeeess.

best pulak tulis dalam bm nih... buleh tulis macam2. rasa macam nak mencarut pun ada jugak tapi sebab ni blog U kan...bukannya 18sx ke... 18sg ke... mampus aku kena marah ngan s. hehehe. towieee tayaaaaaaaaang.

dahla... adios cioaw ci*toot*... tgk, kan dah mencarut.

things that happen and those which did not

it was so so hot! today was, that is. got stuck with stuff to do and wasnt able to leave until after 6. tired-lah! cant decide what i hate most. taking orders from people or other people not listening to me giving orders. *sigh*

and to top it all off, me being occupied has resulted in me having to cancel my weekend plans to redang with a bunch of friends *boyfriend-not-included* trip!! whatta shame. penat je rase thrill semua.

upscale, i finally did meet A's baby at last. adorable, loud and always hungry. thats what babies are like right? heh. but the most amazing thing was A's relaxed approach to motherhood. i'm literally amazed. ive never seen a first time mom so laid back and cool about their babies.

she's like 'let him cry, he's just being a brat. he's fed and he's got enough sleep. he's probably bored. im bored too but you dont see me crying my tonsils out'. whoa! like that ar? but it worked anyway. after a while that kid just shut up and just amused himself.

cruel? no. i prefer to call it creative parenting.

after a long break

ive been occupied lately. or is it just plain lazy? weekend was great. went to the movies for the first time in ages. thats what happens when you get a dvd freak boyfriend! semua pun dah tengok!
while on the topic of dvds, i came across this fab flick called wicker park. awesome. couldnt really decide was it the storyline or was it cos josh harnet made my heart skip a few beats. he is so mutherfuckingly hot!! *swoon*

anyways while on the topic of the male species, congratulations to one of my best buds for marrying the richest guy on the planet! lucky you!!
after rejecting those mediocre men (norman kru and khairi jamaluddin among others) she found love in the man of her dreams. yay! (i mean i have dreams of the sultan attending my wedding but never actually thought of marrying the sultan).

ok im gonna stop saying anything right here before i say something that might get me arrested on something.

and congratulations to my other half for the almost 100% increment! -babe, you may not be mr. moneybags yet, (hehehe) but i love anyways as long as you keep buying my guess bags. ;p

visuals of farewell

just got this today. just a thought. just to share.


tgif ou. F and S. happy je diorang nih.


F and me. messing around in the boardroom. no. its boredroom.

good friends and even better food

nothing beats the feeling of getting back together with your favourite people in the world and having the entire afternoon catching up.

Y and me

today i met up with two of my best best friends and spent the entire afternoon just talk-talk-talk-talk. started at the mamak, moved to the clubhouse and ended up in her apartment.

K and Y, sat while i had my hair trimmed for five bucks (!). no, i have never and will never throw away hard earned money for a measly haircut. the most i paid was probably twenty bucks. ha! all the expensive haircuts were always paid by someone else. and to tell the truth i dont feel the difference..twenty bucks, two hundred bucks- my hair still looks the same!

thats K and me after haircut.

came home to another package from ebay. K's words still lingers in my ears (dammit sha! thats addictive!) and also to some other bad news. my kid sister G is suspected of demam denggi. Kesian dia. Have to wait until tomorrow though to know for sure.

well, thats all thanks to the intelligent city that we're currently staying in. apparently, since this is smart city and no telephone lines or electric poles are supposed to be seen above the ground, they have built an entire underground system instead in order to accomodate. and in the underground is where all the homes and breeding places of the goddammmit mosquitoes take place.

wow. these people really are smart.

oh and today, my other half HAD to attend a photoshoot for newman magazine. with six models. called him tonite to make sure he still knows who he is.

i hate to say goodbye

and so yesterday was my last day. im still trying to sum up those months of being there but am still finding words. i would however say that i was FUN though and it was nice being treated the way i was despite the constant office bitching which was juicy to say the least. :)

friendships built and contacts established. had about half a dozen farewells before me and F left. ridiculous. i dont think they do that to everyone, do they? come thursday(our second last day), people were already taking us out to farewell breakfast, lunches and teas. friday morning- official farewell in the boardroom with the GM. speech required. *damn*

and today some dude from IT took us to lunch at TGIF in honour of our departure. oh yeah.

thanks people. i really appreciate everything. honest.

best song in the world. :)

When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm,
There's a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone.

Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone.

i'm an ebayer!

came home today to a package waiting on my bed.
i was expecting it anyways. my very first package from my purchase on ebay, shipped all the way from singapore. *smile*
though it wasnt anything rare nor was it an extraordinary collectable, i was pleased nonetheless that i received anything at all through the package.

im an ebayer now! haha.

book, earrings and shoes

sunday. usually im the designated driver that sends everyone back to their hostels. today mummy and papa decided to give me a break. since i was up late watching starlight cinema with the kids and up again at 5 sending them off to KLIA. thank you.

D, came over at 6 and took me and G out for dinner.
not before i broke the handle (or whatever you might call it) of his car. oops! sorry babe. im really sorry. i'll fix it for you swear. jangan marah eh?

He took me again to that restaurant that i loved so much! bestnye..we had were hungry due to being caught in the bloody sunday jam (adeke?) and had rosti and sausages with sour cream and dijon mustard. yum!

then we walked walked a bit and ended up in a bookstore and surprise surprise! the latest title of my favourite series was out.

smiled, begged, batted my eyelids a bit and he got me the book.

am i amazing or WHAT? tell me.

G got her usual pairs of chandelier earrings (i swear she has more than a hundred pairs) and D got a himself a pair of beautiful suede leather loafers. (jealous ar tu tengok loafers baru i dgn G!)
Sorry. we are nerds that have this thing for loafers. we are probably the only reason why shops like hush puppies are still in business.




here's us after a satisfying dinner and a bit of a buy each.

the ones you love

so i had an awesome time in langkawi. island hopping, barbecues, pool, beaches and shopping. not that this place comes remotely close to redang (why did i have to go there? now i keep comparing all the beaches i go to with spectacular redang!) but i had a great time anyways. we stayed a swanky resort and had great food all the way. (god still loves me. i didnt gain an ounce).
oh and while having lunch one day, i saw this caucasian couple with a tiny baby who had bluest eyes i'd ever seen. i ask her mom whats her name. maya. how old is she? 4 weeks. was she born here? yes. in georgetown. she's beautiful. thank you.
and today they were in the sunday times. three page article on how they have been travelling the world for two years on their yatch. amazing. and there's a picture of baby maya too.



pictures of me and my sister wani with our cousins Rara, Danis and Farinra. Now they've gone back to indonesia. boo-hoo!

cant wait to see you guys again.

D writes, rollercoasters...

five months...

pm magazine revamp.
juice mags.
juice styles.
starlight cinema.
fourfourtwo mag.
fourfourtwo awards.
kzone mags.
in house ads.
advertorials.

deadlines...

though it was on short period, it was like a rollercoaster ride in for me. tomorrow is my last day here. and you know what? i enjoyed my ride with the some of the most exciting people i met here in catcha.

hell, this friday i'm going on for another ride. some place else, new people, new loops, new ups and downs and new thrills.
rollercoasters...

im a chameleon

first time ever blogging from my desk at the office. not that im not allowed to but i have much much more interesting things to do. like my latest interest. ebay.

anyways shopping aside (like, no-way!), work has been a lot of fun. yeah while its true people may not be like me but isnt that what life is all about? trying to adapt and find variety in life? am i to expect that everyone thinks like me, acts like me and understands me. am i suppose to diss everyone who isnt like me? go figure.

ive been doing a good job adapting to unfamiliar surroundings so far. college, campus, and even now. from felda girls to party animals. straight to gay. MBA's to dropouts. i hate people due to attitude not background. though i may pick on your background if i start to hate your attitude. whatever.

so as fun as work sounds, im catching the flight tomorrow to langkawi for the weekend. cant wait. last time i went snorkeling was red sea in egypt. cant wait.

be good and i'll get you a carton of marlboro lights.

have an awesome rest of the week.

babies and boo

hectic weekend. cousins arrived from indonesia for a two weeks long vacation. shame i wont be free during the day. boo-hoo! F,stayed over the entire weekend. as usual we were up to our lame crappy nonsense. gossips galore and giggles all around. isnt it great being a girl?
speaking of STILL being a girl, best buddy, A & hubby welcomed the arrival of a bouncy baby boy Adam Luqman. Congratulations guys! A year ago we were having smokes and lying back watching your bfs's twisted porn collection, mocking those married with children and this year youre a mom! awesome how life twists you around. i guess we wont have anymore sleepovers and club sessions. no more movies? tell me, are babies allowed in movie theatres?

saturday morning. company's annual bowling competiton. location: alamanda (pronounced EL-LE-MAN-DER after a flower, in case you didnt know.) were supposed to come as cheerleaders. (whoo-hoo!) but only arrived after the second game almost completed.. was great fun and had a good time and enjoyed myself though our team lost really baaadd..! they blamed it on us arriving late to cheer them on. i take that as a compliment. thanks guys :)
had lunch with them and ditched F with them to proceed to go and meet my better half. hey! whats a saturday without my babe?

D took me to the most awesome restaurant ever!(okay i'm being dramatic a bit). so what if he found out about the restaurant when he went out with two chicks during my trip to jakarta? i forgive him.:P

since i already had lunch i couldnt eat much but was dying for the smoked salmon. awesome. ( sorry im not one of those people who photograph my food to paste it all over the blog!) and he surprised me halfway through the meal with chilled strawberries and fresh cream. *sigh* the ambience, the food, the sofas, it was just to good. we were slumping like contented cows. thanks babe!

oh and thank you for those earrings. really beautiful. i mean of course they are, i picked them out myself!

couldnt stay out to late. i have a date at 8.30. um..its this really rare condition where i have to stay in after 8.30 for about three months for it to be cured. honest.

have a great week ahead. i know i will. :) i going on vacation!! yay!

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