saturday with the boys

we totally ran out of places to go. malls, malls, malls and more malls. god bless the people who find joy in these places.

how many times can you go to OU2 in a week anyway? we were there on thursday just cos i decided that i had a sudden craving for hot and spicy fried chicken. we are not big fans of fast food/western food but when the occasional craving kicks in then we give in. (He3jau: no KFC in Alamanda owkay!) usually he likes his siput sedut and i love my kerabu jantung pisang and lemak cili api.

anyways, today was another western food day. Chili's BSC. same 'ol same'ol and those bottomless nachos and those bottomless drinks. me and D's brother had almost six rounds of Guava juice. they kinda taste like pink guava. was about to ask for more when D threw us a dirty look. relakslaa babe..im making your money worth it here..

that and two packs of ciggies later, we left for OU2, when suddenly i had this attack of the migraine. nauseous, head-throbbing, feet started feeling numb and wanted badly to lie down. really felt like those nachos were coming back up. sat in the OU2 toilet for about fifteen minutes. didnt feel much better anyways so i left. felt like someone was trying to build a house inside my head- the drilling and pounding and hammering.

D bought what he came for. what he really wanted and something really really really worth the price. i have a 30 cents share of it since he didnt have any small change. so i should get my 30 cents worth. claim it when i feel much better. :P

back at home. still dont feel much better.but here i got my miracalous Balpirik minyak angin (the supir in indon recommended it - great stuff), my pills and the stick-in your-nose vicks. and i can lie down.

trying to relax while praying that Ariel Sharon's sufferings is prolonged and he dies of a painful death and be condemned to hell for eternity.


gambar hiasan

seronok bukan?

sejak kebelakangan nih pattern hidup aku lain sangat dgn rutin dua, tiga tahun lepas.

12.00pm
bangun tido, itupun kalau s call. kalau tak call entah pukul baper bangun.

12.03pm
mamai lagik, capai rokok. hisap rokok.

12.05pm
start cranky sebab tgk notice board... "boy, tolong sidai baju. hantar kuih tart kat pasar. mama." hish. hisap rokok.

12.06pm
sidai baju... sambil hisap rokok. hish.

12.15pm
duduk atas jamban... hisap rokok lagi sambil mengenang hidup/pikir nak buat apa hari ni/pikir duit dalam bank ada lagi ke tak/baca komik gempak bulan ogos 2005 yang dah lama letak kat atas tingkap bilik air (sila potong mana yang tidak berkenaan)

12.30pm
hantar kuih tart kat pasar. makcik jual kuih siap tersengih tgk rambut aku.hisap rokok.

12.40pm
kejutkan adik suruh mandi, salin, pegi sekolah. hisap rokok.

1.00pm - 7.00pm
makan tghari/keluar ngan s/internet/buat design sambil dengar lagu postal service/tgk astro/tgk dvd/tido balik/hisap rokok. (sila potong mana yang tidak berkenaan)

7.00pm
kena paksa ngan mama suruh amik adik kat sekolah. hish. hisap rokok.

7.10pm - 8.10pm
tido masa maghrib sambil kena marah ngan mama. bagus. baguuuuuus sangat. bangun terus hisap rokok.

8.15pm
makan malam sambil kena marah ngan mama sebab tak semayang. hish. hisap rokok.

8.30pm
tolong mama buat kuih tart. damage control... hehe. takleh hisap rokok sebab nanti masuk abu dalam jem nanas. hish.

9.30pm
member call. ajak lepak. "mama! boy nak kuar!" kena marah lagi sebab banyak lagi kuih tart tak letak jem nanas. hehe. hisap rokok.

10.00pm - 1.00am
lepak ngan member. sembang benda2 yang tak berfaedah. tengok pompuan2. hehe. hisap rokok sampai habis semua rokok.

1.30am
internet. update blog. hisap rokok.

2.00am - 4.00am
tgk dvd sampai tv tgk aku...

4.00am
cuci kaki. masuk tido. baca buku sampai tido...

camtula hidup aku sebagai seorang penganggur. hehe. seronok bukan?
macam setan.

para pembaca dilarang sama sekali untuk meniru/mempraktikkan segala aksi-aksi lagak ngeri yang diceritakan oleh pengarang tanpa kebenaran ibubapa, insuran hidup dan pegangan agama. segala lagak ngeri yang diceritakan di sini dibantu oleh para profesional dan ibu pengarang yang sangat disayangi. - editor

hey days and may days...

sebelum aku tulis pepanjang, aku nak amik kesempatan mengucapkan selamat tahun baru kepada sumer orang yang sudi baca blog yang tak seberapa nih. ok laaa aku janji tak tulis 'hate' posts lagik. aku tulis benda2 lawak jek walaupun lawak dia tak kelakar mana pun sampai s dgn selamba cakap, "tak kelakar..."

aku sekarang menganggur. hehe.

sejak aku resigned, aku terkial2 cari balik contacts and kakis. dah dua hari aku penat update resume (korang tau tak resume seorang designer adalah sangat, sangat penting?). tapi takpe la. aku masih lagi enjoy dgn keadaan sekarang. itupun selagi duit masih ada. haha.

aku: u sayang i kalau i tak keje?
s: sayang laa! apsal tanya camtuh?
aku: ke u sayang i sebab i still ada duit lagi skang? (senyum)
s: laaaa camana you boleh tau trick i nih?

hehe. beres.

tapi yes, aku memang tgh enjoy skang lepak kat umah tak buat apa, layan internet (streamyx dah ada! wuhooo!) sambil dengar lagu2 padi. tak tau sampai bila aku boleh tahan dgn tak buat apa2 kat umah nih. kita tgk jelaa...


i made this the other day... how wonderful it is to do something out of the norm.at least i know i'm not stagnant. :)

bliss fool

A year gone, discovered that:

• i started out with nothing and still have most of that.
• now that i have my head together, my body is falling apart.
• its not hard to meet expenses. they're everywhere.
• i dont remember being absent-minded.
• if God wanted me to touch my toes, he would have put them on my knees.

R.D

Happy to discover that even when relationship probably has looong passed courting period that that certain person still puts in a lot of effort and tries hard to please you. Thank you for driving an hour to meet me at 3pm in the blistering heat, drive back into town and circle Bangsar sixtyfive times for a parking spot just to let me have my favourite sour cream pretzel then drive me home half an hour later and then you driving home for another hour in the evening traffic.

words fail me, chmooks.

three-day weekend photoblog.

we touched down at KLIA at 11am local time and was thankful to return to civilisation and clean toilets. i was holding in my number two from indonesia all the way to KLIA cause you never know what kinda nasty surprises awaits in the public toilets over there. the trip was so-so. nothing new, been there,done that. just some self-pampering and almost no shopping. alert-Alexandria, new movie- awesome soundtrack, by Peterpan.

got to know that we were the hosts of tonite's new-year BBQ party/ Atuk's birthday celebration. barely unpacked and scrambled to get things in order.


cakes for Atuk's 75th year

siblings

gurlie cousins

All relatives present with the exception of my bestmate A and her baby boy Adam. She slept over and i had a preview what it was like to wake up to someone tugging and chewing on your hair at 9am on a Sunday. Oh dear!


Adam's mommy, mommy's Adam.

Later the afternoon, after dumping Adam with his Daddy to babysit, girls met up with my other half that i had not seen in a week and had a bit of a shopping at the curve and tesco. Were all deciding whether Drypers cost cheaper at Tesco or whether she should get them at the store near her house. whether wani should get a leave in or rinse out conditioner. whether Adam needs a new plastic cutlery set or the whole set including the bowl. whether we sould have fast food or just settle for hartamas sq. whether it was a wise idea since its raining so heavily.

decisions, decisions.

whether she should take out nasi goreng daging merah or nasi goreng daging pedas (whats the difference?) for Adam's daddy who by now is at home hungry and is calling every minute asking when his wife is returning with his ATM card and dinner.

okay. so we had penang char kuey teow, wantan noodles and deep fried wantan, beef carbonara, chicken teppanyaki and salmon teppanyaki. big eaters, small people.

so we went home. belly full. hope its a good year, this 2006.


and that's us.love him or hate him? he turned down 4 free tickets to Peterpan smack in front of my face. geez, babe.