im glad i got D to change the stuff on my blog. now hopefully, its not accessible to some people i choose to stay away from. hopefully, they actually do stay away. for good.
its that overweight guy with three chins. he has this obsession where he googles my name every other day. if that doesnt do him any good, he googles my e-mail address. what a sad guy. but then again, i forgive his inability to think properly when half of your head is all lemak tepu.
im sorry but i cant stand stalkers. really i cant. especially fat ones. and those who kid themselves into thinking that the other population of the world see through looks cause he has a great personality.
kidding right? reality check: first, you have a terrible personality, you storm in talking cock all the time. second, youre about 100 kgs, so its kinda hard for people NOT to notice.
buzz off. you're the pebble in my shoe. shouldve removed you long long ago. ass-wipe!
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Monday, April 24, 2006
im having lunch at LG
im havent been here for quite a while now. thats because im busybusybusybusy doing stuff that was put on hold til the very last minute. typical me, no surprise there.
busy til ive been ignoring A and her baby Adam. im sorry but i know you understand. anyways something unfortunate happen the other day. Adam was having the worst flu. sneeze sneeze sneeze blocked nose runny nose and all that awful stuff. and then he passed on the virus to his mommy. so now mommy's sick and Adam is sick and mommy has to care of one hell of a whinning and cranky toddler.
last weekend, on the way back from somewhere with her hubby and baby, she started sneezing and sneezing and sneezing and she had a SLIPPED DISC!! can you imagine? geez..i feel painful just thinking about it. ive seen grown men get slipped disc and scream of pain. can you imagine A- being 46 kg and all?
well..hubby had no choice but to carry Adam up the stairs and then carry A up the stairs. she was in agonising pain..and she was screaming and screaming. she actually said that having a baby was waaaaayy easier than having a slipped disc.
i mean, really, when was the last time you cried because of extreme pain? (heartbreaks dont count ok?) i honestly cant remember the last time i did.
know what the bad part? hubby has no idea what slipped disc is and bought her some koyok patches. :| i had mummy recomend her to a specialist right away.
i need to go and freshen up or whatever people do when they're hot, sweaty and face all oily and greasy. eww..i disgust myself.
busy til ive been ignoring A and her baby Adam. im sorry but i know you understand. anyways something unfortunate happen the other day. Adam was having the worst flu. sneeze sneeze sneeze blocked nose runny nose and all that awful stuff. and then he passed on the virus to his mommy. so now mommy's sick and Adam is sick and mommy has to care of one hell of a whinning and cranky toddler.
last weekend, on the way back from somewhere with her hubby and baby, she started sneezing and sneezing and sneezing and she had a SLIPPED DISC!! can you imagine? geez..i feel painful just thinking about it. ive seen grown men get slipped disc and scream of pain. can you imagine A- being 46 kg and all?
well..hubby had no choice but to carry Adam up the stairs and then carry A up the stairs. she was in agonising pain..and she was screaming and screaming. she actually said that having a baby was waaaaayy easier than having a slipped disc.
i mean, really, when was the last time you cried because of extreme pain? (heartbreaks dont count ok?) i honestly cant remember the last time i did.
know what the bad part? hubby has no idea what slipped disc is and bought her some koyok patches. :| i had mummy recomend her to a specialist right away.
i need to go and freshen up or whatever people do when they're hot, sweaty and face all oily and greasy. eww..i disgust myself.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
revenge is sweet
although d and me have been together for years, it wasnt without the occasional rough patch and hard times. like for example two years into the relationship, a girl came between us and decided to screw things up. lets just call her miss maggot. She was only sixteen for god sake! she managed to screw things alright which resulted D and me to breakup for two months. yeah, sad but true. anyways we worked things out fine putting all the garbage behind us and moving on.
well today my bestfriend, A and i went to this recruitment firm for an interview which was sooo complicated and looong winded as though i was trying for the post to be Mawi's P.A or something. ugh. it was like a almost six (!) procedures and by the time it was over i was drained, tired, very hungry and cranky. and i had to wait for A to finish. as i sat there waiting at the reception area with my head burried in a magazine dated august 1991, a girl walked in.
she went straight to the receptionist and i only saw her back. i was kinda suprised because she was wearing a tattered denim skirt so short it could pass for a headband, a worn out gray baby-T and flip flops. what the hell? i heard snippets of her conversation with the receptionist
'yes can i help you?'
'umm..well..someone called me asking me to come for an interview'
'whats the name of that person?'
'umm..i think..umm.. lin..or maybe min? i cant rememberlaa'
'ok. please take a seat'
she turns and i get a good look at her face. she's the bitch who screwed my relationship years and years ago. i'll remember that face till the day i'm 80.
she sits with a bored look on her face. she rolls her eyes as though this was such a stupid idea and yawns and sighs. then a lady walks out to greet her.
'hello. my name is ****. may i know your name, please?'
'umm..***?' god. bless this child. she doesnt even know her own name!
'i mean your full name'
'oh. ****** ****'
'ok. may i have your resume?'
'huh? resume? i dont have laa'
'ooook. any certificates? your spm results?'
'no, no i didnt bring anything'
'well, there's not much we can do here. lets see.. do you have any form of identification?'
'well..i have my student card?'
then i get called in again. so i miss the rest of that part. im bummed cos A didnt show up in time for me to show and tell about miss maggot. all the time they were there i didnt look up even once nor did i make any eye contact with either both of them.
anyways, when i came back out, she was somewhere else and it was just me and miss maggot's friend waiting for both our friends. a moment later miss maggot walks out and tells her friend 'taknaklaaa. diorang offer aku kerje officer. i wanna be a PRO!'
they both walk out of the room and i look up just to see the back of miss maggot and her friend. i glanced to where they sat and saw that they both had left their visitors pass. (the visitors pass is a magnetic tag and you have to give your ic to obtain one).
i glanced at the receptionist. she was absorbed behind her computer. i waited for them to go down on the elevator. when i no longer heard voices, i grabbed both their visitors passes, walked out and threw them in the huge dumpster outside the office. Then I waited outside the elevator..and i waited..
minutes later, they both emerge, didnt even notice me. running back to the office. they took a glance inside and went to the toilet frantically looking for that damn thing. I totally ignore them while reading the billboards outside the elevators. im feeling smug with no amount of sympathy whatsoever. after a lifetime searching the toilet, they run back to the office. then i hear them asking the receptionist. the receptionist has no idea (obviously).
i decide to go back in to wait for A and pass by a worried looking miss maggot mumbling and cursing. i turn my face the other side of the wall.
it was then A came out.
'ko nampak tak minah yang pakai mini-skirt tadi'
'aah. gile apa pakai camtu mintak kerje? dah la comot as though dah dua hari tak mandi'
'tulaa..the word that comes to mind is dirty, kan?'
'iyalaa tuh'
we wait patiently for the elevator and as we leave to go to the parking lot, i see them waiting worriedly at the security clucthing their purses. it was then i looked at her straight in the eye and gave her my coldest smile ever.
was it a flash of recognition i saw? was it that she knew it was me? was it shocked?
i dont know and i dont give a fuck.
i hope she had to fork out at least a hundred bucks for those magnetic tags. small price to pay compared to the damage you tried to impose on my life.
later when i related the story to my best friend, she said one of the things that depicted precisely what i felt during that moment. she said 'its so true kan, when someone messes you up so badly, no matter how many years have passed, you would jump at any opportunity to screw them back.' for me, that is so fucking true.
and im still not done with miss maggot. i dont go stalking her but if we ever cross paths again, it will be another unlucky day for her.
nothing comes between D and me. you should know it by now.
well today my bestfriend, A and i went to this recruitment firm for an interview which was sooo complicated and looong winded as though i was trying for the post to be Mawi's P.A or something. ugh. it was like a almost six (!) procedures and by the time it was over i was drained, tired, very hungry and cranky. and i had to wait for A to finish. as i sat there waiting at the reception area with my head burried in a magazine dated august 1991, a girl walked in.
she went straight to the receptionist and i only saw her back. i was kinda suprised because she was wearing a tattered denim skirt so short it could pass for a headband, a worn out gray baby-T and flip flops. what the hell? i heard snippets of her conversation with the receptionist
'yes can i help you?'
'umm..well..someone called me asking me to come for an interview'
'whats the name of that person?'
'umm..i think..umm.. lin..or maybe min? i cant rememberlaa'
'ok. please take a seat'
she turns and i get a good look at her face. she's the bitch who screwed my relationship years and years ago. i'll remember that face till the day i'm 80.
she sits with a bored look on her face. she rolls her eyes as though this was such a stupid idea and yawns and sighs. then a lady walks out to greet her.
'hello. my name is ****. may i know your name, please?'
'umm..***?' god. bless this child. she doesnt even know her own name!
'i mean your full name'
'oh. ****** ****'
'ok. may i have your resume?'
'huh? resume? i dont have laa'
'ooook. any certificates? your spm results?'
'no, no i didnt bring anything'
'well, there's not much we can do here. lets see.. do you have any form of identification?'
'well..i have my student card?'
then i get called in again. so i miss the rest of that part. im bummed cos A didnt show up in time for me to show and tell about miss maggot. all the time they were there i didnt look up even once nor did i make any eye contact with either both of them.
anyways, when i came back out, she was somewhere else and it was just me and miss maggot's friend waiting for both our friends. a moment later miss maggot walks out and tells her friend 'taknaklaaa. diorang offer aku kerje officer. i wanna be a PRO!'
they both walk out of the room and i look up just to see the back of miss maggot and her friend. i glanced to where they sat and saw that they both had left their visitors pass. (the visitors pass is a magnetic tag and you have to give your ic to obtain one).
i glanced at the receptionist. she was absorbed behind her computer. i waited for them to go down on the elevator. when i no longer heard voices, i grabbed both their visitors passes, walked out and threw them in the huge dumpster outside the office. Then I waited outside the elevator..and i waited..
minutes later, they both emerge, didnt even notice me. running back to the office. they took a glance inside and went to the toilet frantically looking for that damn thing. I totally ignore them while reading the billboards outside the elevators. im feeling smug with no amount of sympathy whatsoever. after a lifetime searching the toilet, they run back to the office. then i hear them asking the receptionist. the receptionist has no idea (obviously).
i decide to go back in to wait for A and pass by a worried looking miss maggot mumbling and cursing. i turn my face the other side of the wall.
it was then A came out.
'ko nampak tak minah yang pakai mini-skirt tadi'
'aah. gile apa pakai camtu mintak kerje? dah la comot as though dah dua hari tak mandi'
'tulaa..the word that comes to mind is dirty, kan?'
'iyalaa tuh'
we wait patiently for the elevator and as we leave to go to the parking lot, i see them waiting worriedly at the security clucthing their purses. it was then i looked at her straight in the eye and gave her my coldest smile ever.
was it a flash of recognition i saw? was it that she knew it was me? was it shocked?
i dont know and i dont give a fuck.
i hope she had to fork out at least a hundred bucks for those magnetic tags. small price to pay compared to the damage you tried to impose on my life.
later when i related the story to my best friend, she said one of the things that depicted precisely what i felt during that moment. she said 'its so true kan, when someone messes you up so badly, no matter how many years have passed, you would jump at any opportunity to screw them back.' for me, that is so fucking true.
and im still not done with miss maggot. i dont go stalking her but if we ever cross paths again, it will be another unlucky day for her.
nothing comes between D and me. you should know it by now.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
take me home
sorry for the silence.
ive been up to my earlobes in work. im suffocating.
will update when im back on my feet again.
*big sigh*
ive been up to my earlobes in work. im suffocating.
will update when im back on my feet again.
*big sigh*
Sunday, April 02, 2006
harap maaf, nombor yang anda dail... 'toot' 'toot'
this was D in march 2006
1. two magazines deadlines - delivered
2. one album cover deadline - delivered
3. one mag journo deadline - pending
4. one invitation card deadline - delivered
5. one booklet - delivered
6. one credit card application - still thinking
7. one trip to redang - planning
8. one trip to bangkok - daydreaming
now, imagine D in april 2006
1. two magazine deadlines - work in progress
2. one world cup guide mag - cursing the u.k. side for yet to upload the materials...
3. one freaking huge world cup poster - it's for you, you damn foosball freaks!! foosball is for the devil!!
4. one mag journo deadline - brought forward and still pending... malas malaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
5. one credit card application - i lost my february's pay slip, still thinking...
6. one trip to redang - still planning, S is going to Bandung in May and Australia in June... sigh...
7. one trip to bangkok - still daydreaming of watching them nude girls dancing inside the glass room. :P
1. two magazines deadlines - delivered
2. one album cover deadline - delivered
3. one mag journo deadline - pending
4. one invitation card deadline - delivered
5. one booklet - delivered
6. one credit card application - still thinking
7. one trip to redang - planning
8. one trip to bangkok - daydreaming
now, imagine D in april 2006
1. two magazine deadlines - work in progress
2. one world cup guide mag - cursing the u.k. side for yet to upload the materials...
3. one freaking huge world cup poster - it's for you, you damn foosball freaks!! foosball is for the devil!!
4. one mag journo deadline - brought forward and still pending... malas malaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
5. one credit card application - i lost my february's pay slip, still thinking...
6. one trip to redang - still planning, S is going to Bandung in May and Australia in June... sigh...
7. one trip to bangkok - still daydreaming of watching them nude girls dancing inside the glass room. :P
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