Happy 52nd Merdeka Day, Malaysia!

and

Happy 40th Anniversary Mom & Dad!

I don't know if it's just me or what.
I don't know if they realize this.

I think after that freaking mountain torture and drama, we understand and appreciate each other better.

We're closer than before.

Kan?

Just glad our paths crossed.

Not so naked-chef, yes I am.

After getting GG back, I'm back on my feet and went out to buy some groceries (I've been living on baked beans and bread for the past few days. Sad isn't it?)

fQrL has been eksyening the fact that his Mom is town and been cooking and spoiling him to bits! Tomyam, ayam masak pedas and paru goreng, or lemon chicken and ikan bakar. Arghh! I want my Mom to be here too, so she could cook me some licking good dishes during this holy month.

What do I feel like cooking today?

I need to maintain the healthy intakes, I've lost 3.5kg within this week. Not bad, isn't it? Ok, 3.5 down, millions more to go! (Huaaa!!)

So what is healthy? I've bought loads of potatoes actually. Potato salad? Lemon potatoes? Stuffed baked potato? Or the usual, mashed potatoes, gravy and grilled chicken breast? Grilled is healthy but mashed potatoes with extra butter?? Hmmm~ (muka was-was dengan diri sendiri).

Kena kasi mood ada, baru buleh bikin. Hahah..

I've been in the house for almost 3 days and I might lose it.

After sending GG to the workshop, I got no transport to go anywhere else. I just stayed home. The first day was alright. I finished cleaning up the house, ironed all the clothes, washing etc.

By the second day (1st day of fasting), I was super bored. I watched tv, been texting my friends, bugging the workshop dude. I've gone through everything in FB and I was bored. Seriously.

The next thing I knew, I couldn't pick up GG that day because the paint was not dry. I was so pissed off, I cried. Yeah, I cried, finally. Maybe because I've been holding in all the emotions and now, I snapped. Then my boss called, informing me that the meeting on Monday has been pushed back. We had to go for a meeting with Property on Sunday morning. I could feel the blood just went up my face, my hands went numb. What meeting? On a freaking Sunday?! And I got no transportation! Bloody hell. I hanged up and yeah, continued crying. Everything didn't go as planned and that bothers me a lot.

After I calmed myself, I managed to tell my boss that I couldn't attend the freaking meeting. Can't they just wait for another day? Monday is just like, a day away. Adoi~ As for GG, I have to wait for Sunday to pick her up.

My first day fasting, loads of bullshit, so nipis la puasa aku dol!

Now I understand why some people just don't want to be house-quarantine. You could lose your mind for doing nothing. Seriously. My definition of quarantine is you won't be in the office, but you won't be in the house also. You'll be hanging out anywhere you want. But in my case, no car? Mati kutu. Damn.

Selamat Beribadah semua.

One thing I'm pretty sure about me and my bunch; we can't be mad at each other for too long.

No matter how annoying, how mad, how irritated, how pissed-off you are to one of them, but at the end of the day, you just can't do it for too long. It'd be like, apart of you is gone. Too much love for them.

After our usual Mabis session, on my way back home, met with an accident. GG was hit from the back..at a junction so near to my house. There was another accident nearby, with police car and whatnot. I stopped at the junction, giving way to the incoming car. The next thing I know, a loud bang at the back and it wasn't David Cook singing, GG was pushed to the front. I stared at the meter, did I accelerate for GG to move?! Then a few people came and knocked my window, asking if I was ok. I drove to the side of the road and went out after a police came over. There were a few cars stopped (I wasn't sure they were there to kepoh or to help out..).

I went to look at GG's condition and my heart almost stopped. My poor GG, oh my GG. The bumper was cracked pretty bad, at the side tercabut and the bonet? It couldn't be open. Maybe to some it was nothing but GG, oh my poor GG, was no longer the perfect condition, no longer a virgin.

I wasn't sure how to react to that dude or what to do. Should I be mad? Should I be sad? I got no emotions to that fella. I was just too sad to look at GG. I called up my saviour- abangku. Nadiah and Uncle Tamzy came all the way from Ketiau. Settled with that dude, he's gonna pay for the repair etc. He admitted it was his fault; leka tengok accident lain, tak sedar kete depan stop. Adoi, typical Malaysian.

I'm alright, don't worry. Dugaan before puasa.Thanks Fozz, Nanayau, Jib and others for calling/ texting disaat ramai Indian dok sibuk bagi namecard, bukan untuk berkenalan la tapi, dok promote workshop masing-masing (bukan berharap ok?!). Thanks so much Nadiah and Uncle Tamzy for coming. Thanks to my brother and K.Roza for coming though I just knew that they were already asleep.

I'm going off to the workshop tomorrow, so will be on leave (hihih..). I can't sleep. Shutter is on StarMovie, dammit.

I think I've got everything in order.

My 10-Things list is now left with only two things; the damn insect repellent and to pack for the trip. Do I need the insect repellent? I'll be alright without it, I think. And as for the packing; everything in plastic bag and dump that into the bag pack? I can do that tonight. No distraction on TV is all I need to get this one done.

Surprisingly my work is up-to-date. I managed to complete my paperwork (despite the eagerness of commenting the 9600 photos on FB, seriously it's like an addiction ok?), a day earlier from my scheduled deadline. My boss approved my Monday leave with no question asked (he usually loves to make a few drama before approving it). I've finished preparing proposal that needs to be submitted next week. Actually, most of the next-week-crap. It's all done?! I'm getting good in this. Hehe..

So I took my own sweet time to browse the internet after Nadz texted about her last Nuang trip years ago. Then I just knew one fact after checking out this website. Gunung Nuang- the highest mountain in Selangor.

Highest mountain in Selangor?! Are you f-kidding me?

Now I'm officially nebes.

I've always a fan of smokey eyes and wished that I could pull off this style.


but did I go too far when I was 14?


Hahaha..the make-up was for English Drama, so don't be scared. Hey, smokey eyes was not even invented yet, but we did it! Like, hello?! Hahah..

I had the weirdest dream last night.

It has nothing to do with the make-up or 9600 photo album. The dream had a few different scenes but it happened in my apartment.

This dude (I won't mention his name) was opening my fridge and told me what to buy, what not to buy; as if he lives in my apartment. Surprisingly I didn't say anything, just nod and smile like there's nothing wrong with him being in the apartment. Then we ate dinner together, talked about stuff. Deep down inside, I was screaming, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY APARTMENT?! But in the dream, it was like it was alright. I opened my cupboard and half of it was filled with HIS shirts. I was confused but I didn't question him at all. Mom came over and I thought she's gonna kill me; seeing me with a guy in the apartment but nope. She talked to him as if he's an angel. Say what?

Moments before I woke up, I just got the news. I was married to him.

I don't know how am I supposed to react to this. It was just a silly dream, right? Because I did wake up at 3am (my digital watch initiated the time)..I looked around and went back to sleep, the dream just continued.

I was smiling away the whole morning because it's silly and if you knew the guy, you'd be like, no way. No, he's not a celebrity. He's a friend.

What a sick joke.

I can't sleep lastnight.

I went to bed around 11.30pm and by 1.30am I was wide awake. I didn't do anything to get myself back to sleep. I just laid there, stared blankly at the ceiling, in the dark. I could hear some of the Poly dudes chatting downstairs; maybe they were just hanging out after a long night studying.

I thought I'd go to sleep any minutes but an hour passed by. I was still staring at the ceiling. I didn't get up to read a book or watch tv but just laid there. If people see me like that, they'd thought I've lost my soul or I was paralyzed or something.

After another half an hour passed by, I finally got up and did a sembahyang hajat. It's a good time to do so, I guess. No disturbance, just you and Al-Mighty. Maybe He wanted to hear something from me, for REAL once in a while (dalam erti lain, dgn kusyuk.) Hihih..

I laid back and I thought I'd be sleepy or at least think about stuff like life, work or whatever but na-da. It's like your mind just shut down but wouldn't let your body rest. It was a relief and scary at the same time, you know. For once you don't have to think, get your brain working all the time. Maybe all the brain cells were having a vacation of something. Scary because I don't know how bad it would effect my body for not having that rest.

By 5.45am, I managed to close my eyes and doozed-off. But it was more like a nap because by 6.30am I need to get up and get ready for work.

And now I have mata lebam. People might mistaken me as Fozz..HAHAHAH!! Pis Faujanakuhh!

And I've been sneezing non-stop. Should I get a half-day mc?? (You should..kata hati kecilku..) Hahah..I will as soon as I get things done here. Or I'll just sleep, I'm sick maa..

Happy weekend everybody.

We love you bebeh! Let's celebrate this Sunday ok? (thanks a lot Fozz, mmg dah x suprise dah..mcm x biasa kan?!) Hahah! Let's have a girly-day out and let Usop bonding with Dhani. Manjeh~

Mom and Dad going off to Paris for a holiday, to meet up with Dad's longtime pen pal, Claudine (yes, Dad has pen pals and still keeping in touch with them since..ages.) Dad been showing off his 'skills' in speaking simple French like Merci, excusez-moi etc. But imagine this, every word has the Kelate slang..how about that? Cute isn't it? Hahah..that's my dad. Merci..merci (gunakan dengan slang terimo kasih demo, terimo kasih..) Hahaha!!

Mom had consulted me on what to wear, what color of tudung to bring, which handbag is convenient and whatnot. From all people, fashion advices from me?! Moi? It wasn't really about the consultation but more of a..gesture to get more info out of me..how is work, who am I seeing, anyone interested in.

Nothing from this side Mummy dear.

Amusez-vous dans la maman de France et le papa. N'oubliez pas que n'importe quel souvenir pour moi, mais pas l'aimant de réfrigérateur .. un type français fera.

I can't remember what I wanna blog about. F untuk maaf~