It’s been a month since i left my post at Baiduri Finance. Eseh rugged bunyinya, padahal skadar, a temporary general clerk jua ganya. Haha.

I haven’t taken my school leaving certificate yet, nor my A Level certificate. Perhaps i shall get it done tomorrow morning after i have my cup of coffee by the backyard green lawn, with birds chirping and singing the glorious song. Haha sounds as if it’s real. My typical morning isn’t pretty like that. I don’t even have a backyard, but more like a front yard as a matter of fact. Hey, we live in Bunai, i don’t think any residential crib has a proper backyard with flourished green lawn. Urang Bunai ani suka rumah basar kaliah, sambung rumah dapan blakang, sampai sampit jua sekeliling atu, nada tempat parking, mana kan ada ‘halaman’ bunga. Kalau buleh, sambung sampai ke lungkang basar. Atu nada krita dapat parking tu ehh, bertumbir-tumbiran jua ke jalan raya, yatah urang lain menyumpah tu, “labih-labihan jua urang seikong ani, parking arah ujung-ujung burit jalan, yatah nah siapa suruh rumah terlampau basar, payah plang urang lain jalan.”

HAHA damn, it’s like a slap in the face to me. Okay, i admit, 2 of my family’s cars are parked near the junction road as there aren’t any available space left in our area. Hey come on, we live in a residential home, where the housing estate area per family is pretty much small, less than 0.3 acres (i think).

My home is like a jungle. It’s fully occupied with orchids all over the place, papaya trees jotting out from each corner and having the same height as my window,  it can be seen from my bedroom. I remember a friend of mine used to say, “ehh gila rumah mu ani macam utan, banyak flowers ahh.” Haha.

I’ve to say, it’s hard to maintain the biological flora (or is it fauna…), it requires daily maintenance with the likes of sprinkling it with water from a long hose, a dosage of humbly-smelly-chicken’s shit fertilizers, keeping the orchids in shape, hoping it will attract both sexes of insects to have sex with it. HAHA i have a hard time describing pollination in biological terms, thus why not put it into a much simpler yet sexy terms?  

But then again, definitely i’m the one who manicures  the garden, my next to kin does it. Everyday. Not a single sunset she misses doing so. Haha now that’s what you called, dedicated.

The sun is almost set now.

As you can see there, papaya leaves stood tall on par with my window sill. This was taken minutes ago.

I love the way it descends on earth, casting a bright orange during its first phase, then to dark orange, followed by a mixture of reddish orange sky. This was taken more than a month ago.

I need, yes need, a proper camera, a DSLR Canon perhaps. So that the scenery is much more cinematic. Final products of Xperia shots aren’t that much of a pleasure to stare at. Haha.

But then again, i’ve lots of ‘needs’ that are yet to be fulfilled. Soon. In the next 7 more years. Or more.

Out.

Throughout it all.

Two digits.  And maintain a stable composure so that…

…the paths to the seed of happiness is on sight. And hopes that it goes on for…

..eternity. Analyze the colour. And like people say…

…what we do in life, echoes in eternity. But…

 

…we have…

…love.

Out.

Lets take a look at Henry Cavill. He’s one of the pivotal cast in The Tudors. Down there are Dunhill advert.

Then comes this.

How’s that for your daily dosage of well-build men? Haha.

In a week’s time, part of my friends will be heading to a new start at their respective uni. Sounds rugged huh? Haha.

While some are preparing to be jetted off abroad Youkay, US and all. Damn, that’s uber fun.

Out.

 

Stars wearing the aviator and wayfarer shades.

I just love those.

Out.

Lets look at these photos.

Channing in suit. I love that brown trench coat. Burberry’s design is always smooth.

That’s a hot daddy, Gabriel Aubry, a Canadian model, and a father to daughter Nahla.

I LOVE this aviator style shades. I repeat, i LOVE this. It’s from Ralph Lauren’s.

I LOVE this wayfarer style shades. I LOVE the thick dark borders. It’s from Ray-Ban’s.

Yes, I love aviator and wayfarer shades. I will soon own those styles. Hoping. Keeps on hoping.

See? Justin and Drew wears them! Aviator and wayfarer! Ahh a perfect match for couples if they wear those. Haha it’s pretty much evident i love those shades. Auu dehh, aku balik-balik.

I snap-shot it from the film Evening. I would love to own a simple but yet homey home nearby an ocean, especially those positioned metres away from the cliff.

Like this one. Flourished green lawns, cliffs, deep blue ocean. Ahh cinematic and magnetic. It’s utterly beautiful.

Wazza uses Sony Ericsson Xperia!

A dark red & light brown bands over a white hummer. Ahh a perfect wedding vehicle, including its colour. Perfect. In this photo, it shows that the wedded couples fancies red & brown. And number 2 & 5.  Awww. Does it ring the bell?

Out.

HAHA dude. The title was depicted from one of Meatloaf’s song, so pardon me if you lot thought that i was being a wreckless love-bender, because i truly believe that sentence means the whole world to couples in lalalalalove (i’ve no slight idea what love-bender means. I just thought that it would look cool to read. And that lalalalalove word comes from the song i’m listening to now. Nope, not Meatloaf’s. Cool huh? Haha sekadar).

Haha damn, writing the word ‘lalalalalove’ in a blog makes me look like a teenager that had just found her ecstasy to fall deep in love, “you’re like my personal brand of heroin.” HAHA.

Swiveling to the next topic.

I attended a family gathering at aunt’s place 5 days ago, more like a just a barbecue thing. Mengerat kan hubungan silaturrahim sesama insan tersayang wahh. Haha. And there were a couple of sentences that made me laughed my cheeks off. We were joking around and my diabetic aunt said to me, “bah minum tia pepsi ahh, nada urang marahi tu,” She was referring this matter to me because i would sooner or later have the tendency to inherit my family’s ‘happy’ disease, diabetes. Thus why not accelerate it?Then my cousin said, “auu ehh, minum tia, ayee (auntie) kan recruit urang kan jadi diabetic ni. Mun nada waris harta nya kan di turun kan, waris penyakit saja, jadi tah asalkan waris.” HAHA. Good one.

I need to tone down my intakes of fizzy stuffs.

Then the families talked more on issues. There was one joke that really made my butt cracked, more. Haha. My cousin told this story about her friend’s maid, “kawanku punya amah ada kah terlampau ginis (their way of saying ‘genius). Kawanku ni masa hari atu menunjukkan amah nya macam mana kan cuci baju. Kata kawanku ani nya, ‘kau cuci baju arah enjin nyasah ani’ arah amah atu, ia tunjuk arah washing machine. Lapas tu, kawanku kenapatan amahnya berdiri menyuci baju DALAM enjin nyasah, segala badan kakinya dimasukkan nya dalam atu, ia cuci dalam enjin nyasah ahh.”

HAHA adakah ia masuk dalam washing machine, baik muat badan nya dalam atu. Terlampau belurus ia ahh.

Then my cousin went on more, “hari atu aku nyuruh amah ku taruh Axion (a washing liquid) arah stor. Lapas tu, ku cari-cari arah stor, nada bah Axion ahh. Arah freezer bah ku dapati Axion atu. Astahh.” HAHA.

Kesian ehh, i guess certain Indonesian maids aren’t used to seeing modern technology. That explains why they’re not familiar with machines nor terms. Well, Bunai is their chance.

Forgive me that this post sounds pretty much rude. But i was just merely telling a story.

Out.

Oblivious to the matter today, i pretty much have nothing to do now. I’m sitting with my back hunched, massaging my temple. Fuck it, the strong odour from the paint in the tv room is making me feel dizzy, mood dampened (i’d like to think it has nothing to do with pre-‘menthingymingy’ cycle).

Galileo. I’m listening to Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody. That’s where that word came from. No wonder it sort of a tiny-winy bit clicked me when that rugged-but-unappealing-to-women-name was mentioned in the Angels & Demons movie, “hey, i’ve heard of that name somewhere”. Ahh padantah, dari sana rupanya, dari Bohemian Rhapsody. Yes, i wasn’t quite aware of the famous scientist’s name before i watched the most acclaimed best movie according to me (haha). And i haven’t read the book yet, well i had…up until the 60th page. I’m quite ashamed of myself.

You could say, i’m more drawn towards romance stuffs, you know like the sophisticated but sexy books. Tilly Bagshawe’s Adored for me is sexy. Yet. It’s packed with what i wanted in a book. Eseh sepatutnya, “you’re all i’ve ever dreamt of in a partner”. Haha.

- the writer paused for 2hrs before getting back to writing -

Okay, i’m back.

I was caught up with some intense thinking, newly profound infos just got to me (that explains the unmistakable weird connection between the  previous paragraph and this paragraph). And that infos struck me. It fits the doubts i’ve been facing for the past couple of weeks. It’s like a confirmation. 

I shall tell to one, some other day.

Kamu bangang kan? Ahh yes, predictable.

Anyways, i think now, the initial ideas sort of fade away instantly. I had something in mind when i started writing this post, i wanted to talk about my day. But then again, my eternally forgetful mind deceived me for the countless times.

Esehhh.

Out.

I’m starting to wonder what will happen in the next couple of years after most of my friends went separate ways, you know like to institutions and universities. Surely, we’ll lose touch perhaps due to complications with uni life (eseh macam busy banar, kalah urang ‘A’ Levels, pffft haha).

I was with a friend of mine yesterday, and there was this group of 22-26 years of age people sitting nearby us. Probably, it was a gathering for them lot, you know like a reunion. Most likely they’re from the local university, judging by the fact that they dress overly nice but smart, mature but not too old (just like the way Mick Jagger likes it done) and the way they interact with each other. It goes something like this, “oh my god, i feel like hyperventilating now”, and other sort of different tones of giggles. HAHA.

I may sound damn biased for a moment there, but hey, face the fact. I know deep inside you lot agree with me too. My friend and i exchanged a spur of imitations. A bit. Just a bit. Hey come on! It was funny! From that moment on, it hit me in the butt cheeks that what if we’re like that, what if i’m like them in another 2-4 years times? Erm dude, i’m not trying to mock those kind of personalities, i’m just trying to point out a point. Auu, banar, you gotta believe me. Oh for god’s sake, believe me. Haha anger management problem.

But yeah, just think about it. My friends and i will go our separate ways soon, and we’ll lose contact with each other. It sound depressing, up to a point where one of us might cut our throat out. Haha kidding. And time will change our personalities. Long years of not keeping up tabs with each other will mould our attitude into something different than that when we were back in college.

Truth be told, i would like to stay in touch with you lot, for better or worse, through sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, let us be together. HAHA it was depicted from the marriage vows. I would like us to hang out every once in a while, more like a reunion, a casual one filled with gossips over a cup of coffee (or over a slab of salmon piece, a.k.a. sushi meal).

Sure we have windows live messenger, much more convenient, ain’t it? Yes. But i would like to see your bodyhhh. HAHA. Allow me to rephrase – i want to see you face to face so i get to pinch and poke your flesh. 

Are you guys up for it?

Out.

Ahh Channing.

Slick shirt and tie from Prada. I love the material.

Suit, shirt, and tie by Dolce & Gabbana. Well-fitted attire. Perfect.

Can it get anymore formal than that?

I love suits that fits our body, the ones that shows off our physique. It defines our wide shoulders more.

Haha if you notice, i commented more on clothes rather than the man himself. Ahh well, the model just brings an extra flavour to it.

Out.

Channing Tatum and Jenna Dewan tied the knot on Saturday in Malibu.

"They love each other so much," Dewan's father, Darryl, told in March. "We couldn't be happier with Channing. He is an amazing guy." The photos shows that Channing is a good boyfriend because you can see in his smile that he’s happy to be around Jenna and would do anything to make her happy.

Awwwww isn’t that what you’re looking for in a partner? Sweet, caring, joyful, responsible, unconditional, and loving. It doesn’t matter if you look like a frog or anything, but by the end of the day, he/she will always be there to hold your hand, and kiss your forehead to say ‘i love you’. It doesn’t matter if you’ve been in the relationship with the same man/lady for years, but what matters the most is that both souls still have the deep unconditional love for each other. In quarrels, bury the anger and resurface the love. That’s classic.

Have you found one?

Out.

Gerard looks sort of diff when compared to his previous 300 movie. Oh where has those abs gone?

It’s back, babe! One more year…

 

Out.

The new ManU kit. Ahh red.

I post this because of his cool sweat-jacket. It has golden brown stripes, and rugged high collar thing. And because it’s Nike. You gotta love Nike. Haha. 

Jamie Oliver at Harry Potty’s premier. He’s my favourite. I’d like to think he’s not a celeb chef. He’s just someone who has a strong determination to change the eating habits of mankind nowadays. 

The Beautiful Life tv series. The casts look simply…beautiful. Haha nahhhh.

Beat that! 15 grand slams in just 7 years! 

What say you?

Out.

Ain’t it an eye-catching title? Indeed. It’s something to attract your attention. It was quoted from a friend of mine.

“whisper 3 letters and i’ll come running” HAHA yeah.

At this stage of the moment, i think it’s all of a mixed up. One thing comes after another. And so we all thought it’s gonna run smoothly.

It’s part of the life package.

Which reminds me, i was with a couple of friends at an eating place the other day, and it struck me that there was this line where all of us burst into laughter instantly. There was a burger left at the other end of the table and no one claimed it, but i hinted that it wasn’t mine, so i told one friend of mine that it’s hers/his. It goes something like this, “ehh burger ani part of your package jua, ambil lah, bakas tdi jua ni”. It hit me in the head what i uttered was completely strange. Another one joked, “ehh bagus tu ehh part of our package. Kalau arah dating online website macam gitau arah profile, ‘hello im eager to meet new people, pick me and in return, you’ll have a burger, it’s part of my package’. Kalau atu banar gila tu”. Haha yeah, that’ll be a hmm.

“hey, burger is part of my package. Pick me.”

Haha damn.

I’d really do hope you understand what i was trying to imply. But then again, i guess you guys had trouble taking in the sentences properly.

Speaking of going out to crowded places, with the alarming cases of piggy flu, i really think it’s a slap in the cheeks that certain companies still carry on their public festivities. From what i learned, the event at The Mall Gadong on local artists performing something like that, is still on. Dude, that’s ironic. I thought we are encouraged to stay at home and quarantine ourselves? Look whose speaking now? I’m not quite sure who approved the event, but i’d like to think the government plays a part in it. Haha biased aku ahh.

Okay okay, thank you government for all the free education and free medical treatment. I appreciate it. Haha sucking up. But…wouldn’t it helps more if these nonsense event to be postponed, if not cancelled? I mean, who all these times ordered the media to broadcast news and advices about keeping away from crowded places, when in fact it’s actually like shooting-yourself-kinda-thing? Isn’t it ironic? Eseh, macam Alanis Morisette punya lagu.

So yeah.

And for the love of god, please, cover your fucking mouth with tissue when coughing or sneezing in public!

Haha i think nowadays, we’re pretty much paranoid on hygiene. My friends and i were totally freaks the other day. We practically didn’t want to turn the knobs with our bare hands, we used elbows or foot to push the door open, our eyes widen with fear everytime someone coughed. Now that’s paranoia. I find it funny, haha.

MJ and piggy flu floods the current media these days.

I am still relieved about one thing. And i do hope, it’ll get better. Oh please.

Out.

At least for now, it’s a relieved. Not quite done yet though. Lets just hope for the very best.

Oh make it happen.

I would be more than overjoyed.

Pray with me.

Out.

These past 2 days has been a wrecked for me. Everything seemed not according to expected.

As of last night, i don’t think i fancy auto things and lamp poles anymore. And yeah, guilt is there. Uttermost guilt. Trauma.

And darn to the mother-damn-ass, silent treatment is the most ideal one that adults could come up with nowadays. I don’t mean that i can handle the family-made-hiroshima-bomb, but at least show the anger in my face instead of mocking behind my back. Although, i do always crumple up when words are spat. Hey, what in the name of hell do you expect? Sit up by the computer and twitter my way? I sulk, okay?  As like everybody does. They do…don’t they?

Haaaa, that’s me being freakingly beat up. The hell with it. I’m gonna be more of an ass today. Just shut the hell up, and listen to me bitch. As a matter of fact, its been a long while since the last time i went overboard, being rude. I remember it was last year, sometime around March. That was my last time being, at least, an ass.

If you lot felt something like in between of wanting to bitchslap me and writing in-my-face-comments on the shoutouts after reading this post, then click the ‘Y’ link above, and observe the first note. Apologies. It’s my hormones. Yeaaa, that’s my excuse.

And as of today, it’s all shit-ass. Feels like butt cheeks being slide off by a butcher knife. It’s all down.

You know, as they would say, “you’re as good as your better half”. Actually, i made that up. I don’t know where that came from. I thought it would look cool.

So anyways, read my mind here – incomplete. Wrecked. Feels like a slab of sausage just been slapped in my face, then the sausage cut into halved, then it rolls down to the ground, then a dog bites it off.  But that’s not the point.

Broke me off.

There. Today’s news came as a fucking shock to me. An uttermost let down.

Nonetheless, i shall be strong, and be the pillar of strength. My determination to keep my heads-up and work the complications out. And you know just for whom yeah.

We’re a team.

Out.

(now that’s a shocked-up post)

Owen’s a Red Devils now! 

Dear Michael, though you’re vertically challenged, but hey, you’re Owen. Haha.

I can’t wait to see him in action! Kick those injury-prone thing, dude!

At least, that sort of soothe my frustrations on Benzema.

Out.

I took the courtesy to post this somewhat cool photo. It was taken in July last year, at the Madam Tussaud’s Hong Kong.

Forgive me, if i looked rude in this photo. But i was only trying to excel a pose.

People nowadays, still talk about MJ and most presumably, the swine flu. Hey, like Jim Carrey quote at the 2009 MTV Movie Awards, “if only we’d treated the pigs right, there wouldn’t be a swine flu”. Haha i find it funny. Stupid but logic.

Anyways, so this is how a Friday feels like…it’s been a long while since i get the opportunity to spend the whole Friday like today. Usually i would be caught up with paperwork, sitting at a desk, watching the serendipity of life passes by, enthusiastically glancing at the clock every now and then, waiting for the time to go home.

That was over. Now, i get to chill babe! Wooo!

Out.

Benzema is set for Real Madrid.

Damn it. He should’ve gone to Manchester United. At United, he would’ve been given the warmest welcome for many years. Whereas in Real, the suck-up only lasts for 2-4 years tops. Just see like what happened to Robben and van Nistelrooy. Real Madrid bailed out on them, just like what happened to the rest of the unwanted players there.

Out.

A Wednesday today. I quit my job yesterday. Tuesday the 30th June was my final day being a Baiduri Finance staff.

Coincidentally, 30th June was when the Baiduri staffs had a lunch gathering at iLotus. It’s some sort of a closure to the ‘half-year end’ thing. It’s a banking thing. Haha. Thus, it was perfect ending for me – free food, goofing around with certain colleagues. It felt as if the gathering was made specially for me. HAHA dream on!

Bid farewell to my colleagues. Boy, i think i’m gonna miss them. Certain people.

Now that i’m home 24/7, i gotta tell you lot this – i am back to endless internet surfing, babe!

Out.