24 hours ago
we were hopping into a cab after a shopping spree in kuta square to have a fabulous balinese lunch.
today im at my desk, trying to imagine the sound of the rain outside is actually the waves rushing to the shore. and my boss is piling the work. and the emails are pouring in. and the phone wont shut-up.
i need another holiday. july 6th, please come quick!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
breathe in. breathe out.
its not something you look forward to, having your measurements taken by a guy who has measured the waist of siti nurhaliza (before Datuk K injected the pounds), norjuma (before she doubled her size), nora danish and princess zara.
ive been dreading this sessions ever since my mom told me she scheduled the appointment for us today. dammit la.
the first appointment was a few months back - we had sketches done and designs proposed, but mummy didn't allow measurements to be taken yet as she had faith that i would be able to shed a few spare tires which unfortunately didn't happen.
aiyo.
so miserable i tell you. she would deprive me of food and i would tell her i wanted to go and pickup something and ended up at williams in PJ devouring hungrily the enormous portions. i'd go home all innocent-looking and go right to sleep. haha
she'd poke my belly and my thighs and tell me to diet! diet! diet!
whenever i eat, she'd stare at the food on my plate and say something that would make me wanna bang my head against the wall.
but last weekend, she told me the appointment was set and i had to go today. i was dreading this like hell. apparently the guy had called and ask when i was coming in for measurements and my mom told him to give a little more time. he said "alaaa..tak payah la diet2 ni.. kalau die happy, biar je laa..i pun tak kisah"
the fuck he cares. he charges an arm and a leg and a head for his services, obviously he doesn't care.
anyways, i ve been on a stupid graham and green tea diet for the whole week and i hope i can fool him into thinking my waist it as tiny as norjuma or whoever and i've also been practicing holding my stomach in till it looks kinda (!) flat. kind of anyways. so let's hope this works.
the only person ive manage to fool so far is myself. i believe i've lost weight anyways. haha.
then today i walk into the office feeling happy (cos today is the day, like, finally- let's get this over with) and light-headed (its hunger, i know) and then i received some disturbing news.
apparently last month was bonus month and everybody is a bit rich and so far ive manage to dodge all this belanja makan. i thought it was over. and then boss tells me we're going for lunch today - her treat. how? and its chilli's. having someone else pay for chilli's apart from D is kinda refreshing.
aiyo so conflict -la . so tempting. but then i think about that guy's expressions when he measures my waist and finds out im like 40 inches or something and i loose my appetite. fuck kan?
this is how fat people feel like in case you don't know. its a very sad life.
okay. im going to follow them to lunch since its the boss is paying. plus i have to rip her off so i wont feel bad if she's ever nasty/wont approve my leave/holds me back after work. let's see how much self control i have.
in the meantime i'll still be here practicing the art of holding my stomach in.
oh. and i have the bali trip tomorrow. i'll spare the people over there from having to witness a bluehyppo on the loose yeah?
ive been dreading this sessions ever since my mom told me she scheduled the appointment for us today. dammit la.
the first appointment was a few months back - we had sketches done and designs proposed, but mummy didn't allow measurements to be taken yet as she had faith that i would be able to shed a few spare tires which unfortunately didn't happen.
aiyo.
so miserable i tell you. she would deprive me of food and i would tell her i wanted to go and pickup something and ended up at williams in PJ devouring hungrily the enormous portions. i'd go home all innocent-looking and go right to sleep. haha
she'd poke my belly and my thighs and tell me to diet! diet! diet!
whenever i eat, she'd stare at the food on my plate and say something that would make me wanna bang my head against the wall.
but last weekend, she told me the appointment was set and i had to go today. i was dreading this like hell. apparently the guy had called and ask when i was coming in for measurements and my mom told him to give a little more time. he said "alaaa..tak payah la diet2 ni.. kalau die happy, biar je laa..i pun tak kisah"
the fuck he cares. he charges an arm and a leg and a head for his services, obviously he doesn't care.
anyways, i ve been on a stupid graham and green tea diet for the whole week and i hope i can fool him into thinking my waist it as tiny as norjuma or whoever and i've also been practicing holding my stomach in till it looks kinda (!) flat. kind of anyways. so let's hope this works.
the only person ive manage to fool so far is myself. i believe i've lost weight anyways. haha.
then today i walk into the office feeling happy (cos today is the day, like, finally- let's get this over with) and light-headed (its hunger, i know) and then i received some disturbing news.
apparently last month was bonus month and everybody is a bit rich and so far ive manage to dodge all this belanja makan. i thought it was over. and then boss tells me we're going for lunch today - her treat. how? and its chilli's. having someone else pay for chilli's apart from D is kinda refreshing.
aiyo so conflict -la . so tempting. but then i think about that guy's expressions when he measures my waist and finds out im like 40 inches or something and i loose my appetite. fuck kan?
this is how fat people feel like in case you don't know. its a very sad life.
okay. im going to follow them to lunch since its the boss is paying. plus i have to rip her off so i wont feel bad if she's ever nasty/wont approve my leave/holds me back after work. let's see how much self control i have.
in the meantime i'll still be here practicing the art of holding my stomach in.
oh. and i have the bali trip tomorrow. i'll spare the people over there from having to witness a bluehyppo on the loose yeah?
Monday, May 21, 2007
push and pull
its been while now eh?
ive been occupied. and a little under the weather. thanks for the well-wishes, very kind of you.
my very good friend mr.culinary has come up with his own blog. go look it up. he's as twisted and sad as he sounds.
and he told this morning he wanted to commit suicide.
i told him thats what happens to people who play with their imaginary friends all day
the blog will probably last ten posts. he has the attention span of a four year old kid. technically, there is a four year old living inside his body.
i'm sure of it.
ive been occupied. and a little under the weather. thanks for the well-wishes, very kind of you.
my very good friend mr.culinary has come up with his own blog. go look it up. he's as twisted and sad as he sounds.
and he told this morning he wanted to commit suicide.
i told him thats what happens to people who play with their imaginary friends all day
the blog will probably last ten posts. he has the attention span of a four year old kid. technically, there is a four year old living inside his body.
i'm sure of it.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
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