My new toy...

Presenting FL 36..

I got it for $800 plus a sanyo rechargable battery at Selangor Photographers Pertama Complex (the same place i got my Olympus E500). I guess it was quite a good deal. I surveyed few places. It was $950 at klcc, $780 in Subang Parade (without rechargable battery). Wanted to get myself an FL 50 but it was outa stock. I could wait but the price differs by about $600-$700. So, i think i'd rather spend it for a lense later. Infact, this is good enough for me. I am a happy bunny!



current thoughts : if i can't shoot the sky, i'll shoot the ceiling tonite!

A tribute to all moms in the world.

Its 2 days to Mother's Day. Some people look forward towards it. Some people don't even know when Mother's Day is. Some people remembers it but act like its no biggy to them. To me, it's a date every sons and daughters should remember. No need of expensive presents, just a simple thought as a reward and appreciation towards mom's priceless merits.

I always have a thought that i've not beena good daughter all this while. Yes, I love mom so much. No words could ever described how i love my mom. More than anything i could ever trade in this world. But uttering it just hard. It doesn't sound natural enough for me to verbally say it. I wish i could just hug her and say how much i love her. I hate myself for that. I hope my daughters/sons won't be like me.

I was surfing the internet today and came across this clip. And i bet most of us seen this clip few years back. I was expecting to see this Petronas ad last year but i think they didn't air it anymore. I am so impressed with everything in this clip. The kampung environment, the natural /unpretentious look of the real villagers, the cinematography and the most important thing is the message portrayed in the clip. Tell me what you think..


"Syurga di bawah tapak kaki ibu.."

A jawa melodrama.

I was a bit rushing today. The only thing i managed to do in that short period was took shower and get dressed. As i reached KL Sentral this morning i decided to drop by to the washroom to put on my make up. Suddenly i heard a shout followed by a loud bang on the door. It went on for as long as i applied the powder on my face. At first i was panicking wondering whether some lunatic went berserk. Few ladies came in for the same reason i was doing. The door kept banging and the voice of an indonesian lady(i guess she must be the toilet cleaner) got us all alert. But i decided to delay myself.. act slow and stay a bit longer to watch the whole drama. (kepochi gak aku nih! hehehhe..)

Lady : Bukak pintu ni!!! Bukak pintunya!!!
(banging and kicking the door). It went on without response.

Man in the cleaning room : Apa'an kamu ribut begini???!!!

Lady : Ke mana kamu tadi?? Ke mana kamu???
(the lady keep pestering the man with questions. And it was so loud!)

Man in the cleaning room : Aku di sini aja.

Lady : Bohong!! bilang kamu ke mana tadi? Aku cari kamu merata.. bla bla bla..
(i couldn't catch what she uttered because she started shouting in a strong jawa dialect)

Suddenly her voice started to change and shed with tears.. Ouh.. this is getting so melancholic. Everyone in the washroom were eavesdropping carefully. I was wondering myself creating and started to process what i witnessed. Based own my own theory.. Maybe she just found out that her man is having an affair with other woman. And working in the same department with your partner sucks!(well, it doesn't work for me!) Thats why i always avoid end up with someone working in the same company. Besides to avoid nepotism. My bubble of theory got bigger and bigger and i contemplated for as long as that the jawa lady and the jawa man quarelling issues i don't know why.

Lady : Goblok kamu!! bla..bla..bla.. @#!%&*##!!!!!! (sorry guys, i wished i know jawa)

Man : %$#@!!*&^##$$@@!!!!

Then suddenly, I heard something that proved my theory and diagnosis was totally wrong and realised the stay was a total waste of time..

Man : Apa an yang kamu mau???

Lady : %$#@8&^%!!!! ... Tisu jambannya mana??????

Argghh!! and the quarrel.. the melodrama.. the crying scene? .....over a toilet paper??? Wholly crap!!! I saw one security guard entering the washroom area. I applied my lipstick quickly and went off. They are all yours now mr security. I'm off the case.. Make some justice here. Boo hoo me!!



moral of the story : mind your own beeswax!

go to hell u pervert disgusting old man!!!

Disclaimer : this is a blog of an angry lady and due to some reason you're about to know in a just a bit, she will be using A LOT of foul languages, cursing and swearing. If you are fasting, have allergies over foul languages or under psychological treatment on excessive use of foul language, please leave this site. Sorry for the foul languages used.
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I AM PISSED! and i have to blog it out before i start my day before it becomes a cancer! What a morning to start. And its all because of that fucking frowsty disgusting old chap. I was not using the lrt today as my bro is on leave so i took the alternative - ktm. The train was not too massive with passengers. So, basically i have ample space to stand comfortably without having to accidentally touch other people's ass. Even though there was no seat available, but i managed to rest my eyelid. Half way journey, a girl in tudung stepped in and stood beside me. The more and more passengers came and still not as packed as the lrt during peak hours.

The peak of the story starts here, when this fucking old man entered and stood behind me from Petaling station. Thought he was an innocent pakcik so i didn't move away as he tried to squeeze himself into the "not-so-crowded" train. I rested my eyelid again (was a bit lethargic due to sleeping late last nite watching vcd with lisa). Suddenly i feel someone elses hand touches mine. I ignored thinking maybe he accidentally did it due to swaying and swingging in the train. The action continued for another few seconds and i started to feel really uncomfortable. Then i moved my hand away a bit from his. The loathsome behaviour prolonged with another i so called "molest". (you judge it later!). He was holding the pole at first but still swaying towards my back. I positioned myself closer to the girl in tudung. Don't mind my body contact with her. By noticing i stayed away from him, this fucking old man decided to release his hand from the pole and move closer to us (me and the girl in tudung). Why release the pole? That gave him passport to lean over whenever the train brakes!!! So, i said to myself.. if i kena, this girl will also kena. Atleast we can beat him up and chop his dick together.

It didn't stop there. He moved closer and lean on my back. I can almost hear and smell his putrid breath. WHAT THE.. ?? And to make it worse he didn't do it in a static mode. Guess i shan't describe how he moved his body towards my back and its so fucking disrespectful, disgusting and he got my temperature boiled to a maximum point. It irked me BIG time and i had to make an immediate action before he had a hard on. (you know they say man and early mornings..) DAMN YOU disgusting old man. I took my handbag and swing it to my back harshly and i think it hit his private part! spot on! ahahah! I don't know how hurt it can be to you guys.(Mind describing anybody?) I don't fucking care. He deserved it for his action! As my big heavy bag hit him, he positioned himself away from me towards the girl in tudung. And i can see that the girl was also conscious of his moves. But girl, i can't help you.. you gotta save your self.. run for your life if you have to.. push him and shout if you need to.. And lucky me, i reached kl sentral and quicky dropped off.. what a morning.. what a cursed morning.. OLD CHAP, YOU CAN GO TO HELL!! (i'm not regret this time for being such an ill-wisher)

I didn't mean to be mean..

I was on my way back from lunch and saw 2 malay guys holding books interrupting road passers. I know this associations very well. Used to see lot of this scenes at klcc subways, uptown hawkers, shopping complex... list goes on. Its everywhere. What i normally do is ignore, or acting i was busy talking to the phone or simply do not make any slight eye contact with them. It usually worked! This time, the phone was in my bag.. its too late to take it out and use the same old method.. and its too obvious to turn back and make a detour. I know i had to use the route and intercept them. I can see at glance that the bird is eyeing for its victim. I dare not make any eye contact as it would definitely trigger a warm gesture of welcoming.. or giving a sign of "come to me.. i have thousand ringgits to give away.." He approached me and hand one of the book to me.. i shook my head showing resistance in a most polite way and try to walk away. Ouh I'm bad in turning people down. I am the sympathetical type. But in this case, i know i had to. He stopped me however by saying.. :

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The Man : Kak, ambik ni kita bagi free je.. Bukan suruh bayar.. Kita sedekah kepada public.

I paused and turned back in guilt. Maybe its another way of dakwah. I wonder. I took the book.
Me : Oh yeke? Terima Kasih. *sincere smile*
I continued walking..

The Man : Takkan ambik je.. sedekahlah sikit kak.. *cynical smile*
His friend was looking and waiting with antsy. They definitely got me and left me in guilty conscious. What the..? (marah..marah..). Kalau nak suruh derma cakapla siang-siang.. ni kias kias..selindung-selindung plak. ni kira kes tipu nih!

Me : Tadi kata bagi free saya ambikla.. Lagi pun saya takde duit kecik.
I know the line sounds cliche' but the smallest note i have was RM50. And I'm not a sucker for free stuffs. I took it for the sake of humanity and don't want to be labeled as snobish or ignorant. But its pretty obvious he's trying to set me up by handing and insisting me on taking the book. Once i took it he started his strategy. I know its all strategy!

The Man : Takde duit kecik takpe.. saya ada tukar.. baper nak? $100?? $200?? *cynically*

OMG he is totally getting on my nerves. I returned the book nicely.
Me : Mintak maafla bang, saya takde duit. Lain kali ye.

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Did it make me a mean person? I know there are a lot of people who's more generous than me out there and willing to donate anytime, anywhere. And I know there are also a lot of cheaters out there pretend to be a delegation for some welfare affiliations. And i know not everyone on earth are as lucky as some of us. But i don't like the idea and the way they try to gain money from public by saying its free and indirectly forcing you to donate. He's trying to reversed psychology people by instilling guilts.. It didn't work this time! Been there, done that zillion times! To me, if i want to donate, I will personally go to the right chanel and make good deeds like what i used to do for the tsunami aid victims. And GOD knows whether this type of donations valids and go to the right party! Wallahuallam.. I walked away.. and i can hear they were cursing about me. I didn't bother to know.


-kalau nak menderma, biarlah ikhlas.. kalau ada rasa was-was & syak dah jadi tak ikhlas dan boleh cenderung kepada haram.

to buy.. or not to buy..

Its not a pleasant sunday for me today as i had to be at the office as early as 8am! I was planning to have a cuppa later after work at starbucks klcc. My work ended about 4 and i took the train to klcc. It was no surprise that the crowd was massive today. The only thing i like about klcc is Starbucks. Hate the crowd and the Q be it at the cinema or at the restaurants! But that's one of the closest favourite sugar supplier with good ambience i could consume. Another scene i don't really enjoy seeing at klcc is i can see lotsa "poyo" teenagers around with so much effort trying to look like a city girl.. These underaged girls (i know that they are underaged regardless heavy make up they put on) are also known as kl wannabes.. with fags on their fingers talking and laughing out loud with their whole lot species and tryna act cool.. kl nowadays! erkh!

Bought a few magazines on photography, got myself a tall mocha frapp and i found my comfort zone! After 6 boring hours in the office, that was what i needed. Asian Photography magazine April issue definitely gave me a lot of cool stuffs i need to know about photography. Talking about photography, after 2 hours at starbucks i decided to make a detour to a camera shop and look for an external flash before i go back. Just to have a look. I know its very essential but i know its not at the top of my wishlist this year..The salesman tried to fish me with FL 36. I'm not sure whether the deal is good enough, but he's offering me RM950 (plus the rechargable batt). And i almost influenced by his effort. Hmm.. there are so much things in my wishlist. I have the money if i were about to get that. But i need to prioritize my spending. I felt guilty with that salesman as he spent so much effort selling the specs.. took out and made a demo on it. I asked for his card and gave him lame excuse everyone uses whenever they decided not getting the item at the moment.. "saya nak fikir dulu nanti saya datang balik". tee hee..

I thought i could escape my desire of getting it.. but i think i failed. I managed to doze off in the train on my way back home and FL 36 came into my dream. Shit! Then i knew i need to get that soon.. really soon..



current thoughts : only if i won the RM1,000,000.00 Telekom luckydraw...

A bondaged Saturday.. (erm..bandaged! - mind my typo!)

Its a beautiful Saturday and i was quite surprised and regret when i woke up today and my handphone watch displayed 11.26am! Gosh, I've never sleep in for a long time (as long i can still remember, unless i'm sick) I have to say it was the movie i watched with lisa last nite. After "Detik Terakhir" (a story of a lesbian lover), a friend lent me "Arisan" (a story of 3 friends and 1 of them is a confused gay). This is a very interesting movie and I will blog about it later.

Its 3.19 now.. Time flew like a rocket and i feel so wasted as i always have all the Saturday morning to myself doing whatever personal chores i have to do. Did my laundry but it looks like its going to rain later in the evening. Feel like going out for a cuppa, but i know i can't today as i have a cousin's wedding tonite at Mutiara Hotel which i don't have the urge to attend. A wedding reception at the hotel means i need something good to wear. And i don't think i have any. What i have is old traditional kurung and kebaya. Sedihnya. And plus my knee dislocate again. Super sad! I can't even walk properly now. Been having it bondaged (oops! sorry slip of toungue..) bandaged for 2 days and it didn't get better. I am lame.

Still thinking what to wear.. baju kurung.. or kebaya.. wish i could wear my favourite jeans...


current song : i know its saturday but i'm listening to maroon 5 - Sunday Mornings
current thoughts : camne nak climb ni lutut sakit! uwarghhh.....

Lantai T.Pinkie teater punggung?

Teater punggung? It may sound harsh.. but hey, give me one wholly man who won't look at her "punggung" while watching t.pinkie on the stage. And it won't be so controversial news if it was nothing. Just imagine, they had to ban the posters on the billboards as it is so appealing and might lead to accidents to the road users!) I don't know how nasha's taking it.. a good thing? or a bad thing? heheh..Bagi sesiapa yang mungkin tinggal di planet zargus or living outside Malaysia, Lantai T.Pinkie is a play karya sasterawan negara Datuk A Samad Said about a life of a gorgeous cabaret featuring the beautiful model/actress Nasha Aziz as Tengku SeindahKuno (a.ka T Pinkie sbb dia tonggek)- what a name! She didn't have to shake her ASSet like shakira. But the moment she walks out with her tight pink kebaya dengan lenggokkan manjanye enough to glue your eyes for a moment. I have to say its hard not to watch her ASSet more than 2 minutes. And when i say teater punggung, it DOES mean that her punggung plays a 'big' role in the play. Okay, I'm not going to comment too much about her "punggung" here (i know i already did). For those theatre lovers or a big fan of nasha aziz, witness it yourself at Panggung Sari Istana Budaya. I heard the RM70, RM150 and RM200 tickets are already sold out. But the grand circle and upper circle worth RM30 & RM40 is still available (the play is on until 7th May-that means you have 2 days to go. Call this number to book : 03-4026 5558). And thanx to a very gentleman friend of mine mr.mikail for a front strategic seat ticket and being my company to the play! Please, next theatre is on me..

I have to give a big credit to the supporting role. Supporting may not other role such as 'azizah mahzan' as 'nyai sunarti rekno' for her be the right word as theVERY VERY impressive acting (she brings out the strong environment to the cabaret's life). And her jawa slang sounds like she's been speaking the dialect everyday. For her league, she looked very sexy indeed in that tight low-cut kebaya. Siapa bilang traditional kebaya tak sexy?

Besides, Vanidah Imran as 'Musalmah Jiing' did a great job as one of the perempuan joget di lantai joget. (no doubt about her capability as this is not her first time doing plays). And i have to say, she's got the groove.. dalam theatre ni ada rumba, chacha, mambo. So boleh tengok diorang ni berjoget pelbagai rentak tari. That makes the play even more interesting. Abby Abadi was not bad at all, although she's not as outstanding as vanidah and azizah.. I didn't expect Soong Ai Ling as Puteh Su can act very well in the play regardless her strong chinese-malay accent. She played a role of a mualaf chinese who falls in love with nelayan tua featuring 'jalaluddin hassan'. Being an audience who's really immersed herself into the characters.. i hate "Gunjoloh" (feat. Azhan Abd Ghani - who's this guy?? he is the bad cop of the scene). Everyone will hate him, and it shows how well he played the role.


Well giving out too much infos would spoil the thrill. And yeah, by the way, if you happen to watch don't forget to play extra attention to the backup cabarets as well- i'm referring to a chubby mid-aged lady wearing exxxtra tight blue kebaya doing her move. I'm not going to tell.. but everyone's talking about her as well. You have to watch her! And the short chap was so cute and funny! So, thats about theatre punggung. I'll leave you with this dialog overheard when i was in the loo during the 15 mins break.

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Lady on the phone: Ish ko patut datang tengok! Nasha punye punggung.. mantap siott..Serious.. Dahle tonggek! Lawa giler dia pakai kebaya ketat tu. Aku tak berkelip.. bla..bla..bla..

Lady B : Eh, apasal punggung nasha kembang eh?
Lady B's friend : Yela.. ada jatuh sikitla.. umur dia kan dah 30 lebih..

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regardless those comments i still think she's a beautiful woman with a great talent. And i don't judge her by her "tonggekness" but her years of experience acting dramas and films. And i'll be her number 1 fan as long as it takes! ANd LTP is not a thetre punggung, its a beautiful piece written by the noble A Samad Said featuring ladie with nice punggungs.heheheh.

me and the chocolate brownie.

OH NOO!! I"M STUCK WITH THE WALNUT CHOCOLATE BROWNIE AGAIN. NOT ANOTHER BOX FOR ME!! I FINISHED 1 WHOLE BOX YESTERDAY AND NO MORE CHOCOLATE BROWNIES FOR ME. MOMMY SAYS NO!!! I'M NOT GOING TO EAT THIS! OUH! NYUM! NYUM!


I am currently : eating chocolate brownies.period.

Don't let him stop me.

i was looking at the brochure my colleague emailed me. Yes, we are planning for Taman Negara. We had a plain talk on our way back from penang and the without even realising it the conversation became a detailed itenerary plan. Guess it works that way, when you plan things too much it will not likely to happen. But don't be surprised a casual meeting over teh tarik at mamak stall can turn into a million dollar business proposal. And this is no juta-juta business proposal, just a girls' week-out-in-a-jungle plan (unless Josh Hartnett wants to tag along!). It's supposed to be my trip last year. But due to "certain" circumstances which i don't think i want to mention here, it didn't happen. But it is always going to be in my travelling journal list besides to climb Mt Kinabalu. Something that i know i have to do before i die. Unless Josh Hartnett doesn't want me to. eheheh! Everytime i encounter friends or people who's just got back from these 2 places i'll be cursing to myself.. damn! why i have not been there?? So, here i am.. it is going to happen now. The right time will never be the right time unless you push for it, and you will never find the right people unless you search for them. (Josh, you are free to tag along.. expenses on me!)

The package looks good but we're also eyeing for other deals as well. Then i remembered a "friend" who is also into this business. Shall i ask for his favor? Will it be a wise decision? So I decided to see him, brought a cup of chocolate brownie as a "pengeras."

The first few minutes of conversation went so smooth. He was talking and explaining about activities and stuffs and i was so into the conversation until 15 minutes passed. That strictly-friends look and that gestures of his suddenly changed and it made me realised this was a mistake and i shall just proceed with the brochure i read before. I know that look, i can still remember that warm gestures. And I'm not paying for something i might regret indulging to. I guess friends should remain friends.. and memories should remain in the grave. Guess the brownie really acted as a "pengeras" to him. God knows what we've gone through, it's for me to know and for him to find out..

.. back to my office and went through the brochure details again.. stay focus!period.


current mood: full of regrets.
currently listening to : 'mungkin' by anuar zain

Desperate Housewives vs Sex and The City.

How tempting this walnut chocolate brownie may look to you? imagine i ate almost 10 slices of it while watching Desperate Housewives without even realizing it! Okay, stop making me feel guilty about it. i don't know how it happened. But anyway, its either the brownies were too damn good i didn't realize i ate them or the movie was so engrossing that i didn't even think about anything else. i don't wanna know. Apart of having few (lets just put it few) slices of brownies, i don't think i enjoy this 2nd season of Desperate Housewives as much as i enjoyed the 1st season. Its getting really slow and predictable. And i freakin hate George. He irritates me with his unpleasant squared jaw-freeky-but-trying-to-act-innocent look! And i hate the fact that the cunning-perfectionist bree van de kamp finally falled and fooled by him! the proverb always say, don't be deceived by looks. or.. "jangan disangka air yang tenang tiada buaya".

I know i can watch Desperate Housewives and finish the series anytime. Because i bought the complete 2nd season in indonesia, but the urge is not there. The dvd is still safely stored in the rack under my bed. Maybe i don't want to break the thrill of watching the series on TV. (ahh its ridiculous. couldn't be! I know few of my friends downloaded from Limewire and impatiently watched it up to the final episode! You know who you are :))


Ouh.. maybe i'm just turned off by the Sex and The City dvd complete season i bought. Its not because i don't like the series. I am a die hard fan of it! i fancy Carrie Bradshaw and her fetish for shoes and labels. She can never go wrong with green skirt and shocking red top! No doubt about that! But alas, the dvds i bought are not up to dts 9 or even close to dvd standard! A dvd should be crystal clear, crisp sound and detailed subtitle (it should even emphasizes on sigh or erm.. moan sound). But how can an original copy spelled Charlotte York as "Salad Yog", i need to get laid as "i need to get late", penis as "peanut".. and Elizabeth Taylor as "Lesbian Teller"??!!!! what a total blooper!! Regardless the spelling mistakes.. i still opt for "Sex and The City" over "Desperate Housewives". Whats your pick?


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current mood : i'm a bloated lady who balun 10 chocolate brownies

new look.

i am bored with my old template. guess i have a lil bit of extra hours to change my blog layout. Chose few templates. load. get bored. change. load. change again. and finally stick to a simple black layout. hitam tetap menawan.


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current mood : creative

my hips don't lie.

I just came back from a very tiring trip. So no blogs for tonite.. just enjoy the clip while i catch my breath!

Oh my god i've been watching this clip over and over again... thats an art of a woman's hip! wish i could move my ass like that! she's one sex-say ladey!










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current thoughts : wondering whether she did bone implants.

A boozer in a train.

Someone friggin puked alcohol in the train just now. I heard a strong vomitting sound and followed by a thick liquid pouring out from someone's throat down on the floor.. and it friggin splashed! Geez.. She kept vomitting with nasty sound for another 5 stations and she didn't care about others and made that *uwek* sound like no one's business. (a scene that definitely kill my appetite for a week!) Other passengers were staring at her with discomfort look... imagine how we bear the smell of liquor and the disgusting scene for damn half an hour! She might probly boozed because she couldn't care less about the surrounding. As a lady, I was embarrased, sad and disgusted to see such a scene like that! If you don't love yourself.. atleast respect others!

I'm heading to bed and kill this disgusting scene with sweet dreams! Don't drink and drive..you might kill yourself.. don't drink and take public transport.. you might kill other passengers!

current mood : annoyed, disgusted.

"Detik Terakhir"

When i was in medan i bought a few indonesian DVDs and several complete season of popular series. Yeah its cheaper there. One of the movies was the one above. The synopsis of the back of the cover caught my attention. A tragic love story of problematic brat who suddenly indulged herself into drugs and lesbianism. Lesbian?? yeah..you heard it.

I've been keeping the cd for some time. Planned to watch with lisa. Imagine i haven't seen her for more than a week! Thats a long time as we always have our routine catchups averagely after a day. Yesterday she picked me up from the office and planned to stay over at my place to watch the dvd together.

I'm not here to review and reveal too much on the story.. but my expectation on the movie was too high. I was hoping more.. erm.. lesbian in action! ahahhaha.. well, if you wanna make a lesbian movie, do it like one! To me, they look more like bestfriends.. Why? because girls can hug and cuddle each other in public without giving a wrong sign unlike males. So, give us more than hugging and holding hands.. (don't get me wrong people, i wasn't expecting it to be like a lesbian porns.. but.. i guess the director should do more study and research on lesbian lovers) But this movie has a good message to send. A good catch on the drug addict and the effects of it. My teen nieces are interested in watching it.. but i'm not sure whether its the right genre for them.

Some of the movie shots.. that tattoo on her left thigh looks hot!

tired.hungry.

Just came back from a swim.. tired, hungry and i'm going to have capati kat usj. Friends were mentioning about the yummy tandoori. Guess i should try it tonite. In a mean time... enjoy the clip...

A guy who made my day.. (the sequel)

Note: This is the sequel of my blog dated 27th September 2005 titled "A guy who made my day.."


I know i need to blog about this. I need to let this out before i start my day. An incident that made me smile the whole day sometime last year.. (refer blog) without any future expectations of bumping into him again, it finally happened again today. The same train stop, about the same hour, but different door for the sweet second time i bumped into the guy that made me smile again.. And the same type of adrenaline rush i used to feel a year ago rushing my vein again. No, this is no mistake.. he was the one. I still remember those shady eyes, the calm look on his face.. and that stare!! I tried to pretend not looking and give that no biggy expression..(i think that is my credit.. i think i did well) but god knows how i feel inside. I can feel the blood rushing up to my brain passing by my vein and definitely left a tint of blush on my cheek! Caught him glancing TWICE.. oh my god.. did i say.. TWICE? does my hair look ok? does my top match my skirt? does the color suit my skin? maybe he still remember this girl who used to glue her eyes on him stingily for few silent moment a year ago.. maybe he's just curious why is this stranger blushing.. maybe he doesn't care or maybe he loves to watch people. Argh! what ever reason he has, who cares.. that glance meant a lot to me.. I wished the train stucked, the door jammed or i wished i don't have to get down at sentral station.. that one stop felt like a split second.. a guy with shady eyes, will you punish me if i become your sweet stalker? Do i have to wait for another a year to bump into you again?

I've been watched...

I'm a bit laid-back today. I have ample time to blog but i don't feel like blogging about my medan trip now. Maybe i am a lil bit frustrated because this trip was not really going my way.

I had lunch with Miss Z. Didn't know what to eat but suddenly i have the crave for KFC. Tried the new KFC chicken chop, but it was not that good. The only seasonal or KFC new item that suits y appetite is KFC chicken bandito and cheezy wedges. Well, anyway.. for a starved woman, anything goes! I queued at the counter and bumped into my colleague.. being a very "concern kakak", she asked me with whom i am having lunch with.. "who's that guy?". She asked with a cynical smile.. ahahaha.. ni nak serkap jarang aku la ni.. ahahhaha. its hard being single in a company full of married women. Being "Extra concern" over the singlehood in the company. I gave her a cynical reply.. "I'm having lunch with a guy named Miss Z.." she smiled and walked away. I sighed in relief.

It was raining cats and dogs. We rushed back straight to the office. As i sat down my cubicle, the same kakak stopped by and continued the same conversation. Kept asking me about the guy she saw having lunch with me last week. Ahahahha.. i know its going to cause a lot of controvertial issues! Argh. who careslah.. i didn't do anything wrong.. we had lunch and friends do that right? She kept talking and giving me advices about marriage and stuffs. It was funny. I don't mind nor get offended by her.. its good to see the curiosity of not knowing the real situation and jump into conclusion look. I smiled.. smiled cynically.. but i took all her advice with an open heart.

Tired.

Hey bloggers.. It's been sometime since i last updated anything crappy here.. yeah.. besides those crappy photos! There's too much to write yet so little time. Just came back for MEDAN last night. Still tired.. jet lag!! (hehehe.. ngada tak??) Will blog more about it later. Banyak keje.. ish! tensionnye!!

pleut des cordes..

All I hear is rain drops,
Falling on the rooftops,
I love the smell of rain,
It washes away my pain..

When the blue sky turns grey,
And I will begin to pray,
Hoping the drop of pearl,
Shall enlighten my world..