That swigging squiggling wax coated cancerous thing

There was only a cup of tea and a piece of toast with butter and kaya on the dining table when I woke up this morning. Breakfast has always been my very most important meal and I won’t start my day without stuffing myself in the morning. Mama takes a day off from work today. So practically, I was forced to wake up and help her cleaning the house. After a few chores which include ‘water the plant’ and used all the energy I got from the single butter and kaya toast, I get back into the kitchen and dig out for something to eat.

span >Raiding the fridge but not to vail, I turned to the cabinets and found packets of Maggie!!! OMG, I miss that s***!!! I thought that I won’t be scoffing such nasty food like that once I’m home, hence I just miss having those swigging-squiggling-wax-coated cancerous noodles with MSG enriched seasoning powder (omg, I make that sound so deadly unhealthy) – that’s my breakfast for today *wink*. Surprisingly, mama didn’t say a word about me having Maggie (she just hate seeing her kids scoffing on instant noodles and would definitely pull her nagging trigger).

Talking about ‘water the plant’, that’s one of the new house chores just introduced since I-don’t-know-when. According to Tok Puan, one of her simple gardening tips is to ‘talk to the plant’, basically have some monologue conversation with the plants. But since I wasn’t much in the mood of watering them and of course didn’t know what exactly to talk to them.

I just went like “So… Good morning pokok2 sekalian.. You guys need some water huh?”.

Angah heard me, and she replied in behalf of the plants, but I don’t think plants know how to use the obscene words she used, thus we didn’t really get into the ‘talking to the plants mood’.

Friends For Sale

The spotlight for today is definitely on the meeting with my business buddies. I’ve gotta blog it!

This is another party of friends I’m keeping in my treasure chest – definitely. The meeting (shall I call it meeting or gathering or just a simple hang out? Maybe it was meeting at first since we’re ‘business dealers’, but then I prefer it to be called ‘hang out’) was planned way months before since their first meet up (without me), so I urged them for another hang out during my holiday. Thanks for the effort guys! The Carbonara Party was a blast, the suggested Carbonara was scrumptious (better than Italiannies, really!) and definitely will have it again!!!

The hours of hanging out at Centerpoint was solidified with talks over wide range of topics, lotsa poses for the flashes of cameras, and not forgotten the remarkably unamplified loud laughs!!! These are the people I love to hang out with, just like my other bunch of friends, we get along very well as how we meant to be.

Maybe this will answered to Am question on my opinion about the carbonara party, or basically about them. Honestly, I didn’t feel any wide range of age gap there in between us though we might be like at least 8 years different. Thanks to Nad who is willingly rushed from the long day she had on the flight back from Miri and her fashionably busy life. I can’t imagine the party without her, she’s so damn freakingly hilarious!!! She’s an amazing woman, I mean it. I wonder how Shareen is… must be a real havoc with them both at the site. As told by Am “Luckily she was not there”. Not that lucky though, Am was just being spontaneous, not that he meant it.

Jason is a nice man, just like a friendly uncle who is motivational and yet funny. Being a great businessman he is, mainly he’s the game planner of our TeamSwaf FFS business. About Am, haha. How am I suppose to write about you? You’re as nice as how I expected you to be. You actually laugh quite a lot uh? Mesti you dah kena inject with laughing allergents from Nad! And Man, I remembered meeting you five years back! Not much different uh? Still friendly, but I still think that you should have finished up the last shrimp!

Thanks to Dd to be on my company over the evening!!! I pray you’ll get the scholar to Japan, and then we’ll meet you there in Kimonos and Nad will do her Step Up dance (just like how she did in front of her boss! LOL).

Overall, this evening was a blast! Despite of the cancellation of our midnight surprise party to Dyen (due to the bad traffic condition in Shah Alam after the Malaysia-Chelsea football match, we’re terribly sorry Dyen!!! But I’m sure you’re having extra good time with Oc). I can’t wait to watch The Secrets which Jason passed to everyone of us (how sweet eh?). They were talking about The Secrets (that everyone was talking about), I wanted to read that since Zaidi bragged me on how good the book was, but I’m just not the type of person who actually read books (except for studies), and here’s a good opportunity for me to get into The Secret on dvd *wink*.

Dr. Fish Therapy

I’ve always wanted to try this and been planning for it with the girls since… my last holiday. Supposedly, the girls spa-out should be on the last weekend, but since I was away to JB, the plan has to be put on hold.

I woke up today with congested nose and teary eyes. Damn hate this flu! After a few house chores, I got ready to meet Zhaf. Yay, I was right on time, he didn’t have to wait!!!

According to my holiday-diet-regime, I have to be more lenient to myself (not so strict), allowing myself to eat just anything and everything but with a lot of concern on my weight (how is this?). Despite of having a scrumptious breakfast at the Old Town Kopitiam, I allowed myself a double kaya and butter toast but with plain warm water. So, I saved some calories on the drinks.

Since we have about one and a half hour before Zhaf had to hit down to work, we drove off to Subang Parade for what they called the ‘Fish Spa’! According to the pamphlet, it says that the fish has no teeth, but I felt the micro-biting on my soles. At first it was like “Eeuuu” and “aarr!! hahhahaa” and “Geli geli geli geli!!!!”. After all, it was a good treat! It’s worth a try!

Eh chup! why do you have to charge us when we're helping you feeding the fish with our dead skins??!! tak aci!!!

Shop Out Loud!

Waking up after six hours of sleep and still hanging around with this slushy-morning look. Should be the acute dumbfound effect of my current status as a bankruptcy and a hopeless student. How I wish to have a job and earn a good pay, then I can really feel the ‘shop til drop’ sensation. As for now, despite of the declaration of bankruptcy, the showy effect hasn’t gotten into an ostentatious bizarre yet. I wonder how I would spend my wages for my shopping list of no-ending-no-edges.

Yesterday shoes were a big mistake! I shouldn’t have worn the high heels if I knew that we would go walking around the BB from Pavilion all the way to Low Yatt (surveying new laptop for Renee). It wouldn’t be a big problem if I was in a different pair of shoes. Though these legs are made for shopping, but they still need appropriate accessories, don’t they?

Pavilion was… typically Pavilion, I have nothing against it and hopefully to come back when I got my pocket topped up (like… in how many years?). But something keeps me wondering still – could ‘he’ (referring to a particular someone) be in a bipolar disorder or schizophrenia when he swap over RM1500 for a simple shirt??! Damn, I would rather spent that for the madly bundle sale on MNG or Topshop or anywhere else where I can get ten times more goods than the one from Gucci. Oops…

Outing with Renee was a reminiscing of the good school days, and shopping with Amirol was a drop-dead-heels-cracking moment, didn’t know that guys are as fanatical shoppers as the girls~ He proved it twice this week (the first time was on the random shopping trip to Sunway Pyramid last Monday). Renee and I were suppose to be his so-called ‘shopping consultants’ however were knocked for six over his wild-and-senseless shopping intuition. I seriously got a heart attack in spite of a slight hypoglycemic on that quick shopping before we finally get to fuel up at Planet Hollywood. Phew… fresh air! Fresh air!

Happy 31st Wedding Anniversary to Mama & Papa!!!

I love you both so much!!

Blogging on bed

I seldom do this. I always make bed as a special place to rest or to sleep and nothing more. As how much I cherish sleep, I still have these two irritating dark rings encircling my eyes. That’s one of the reasons why I went to look for a suitable facial treatment this evening. Even Leonard Drake (Demalogica) and Beaubelle don’t have the treatment I’m searching for, maybe Dr. Ranjit has it! (What treatment? – ada deh~)

Since I came back, I never set the morning alarm. Mmmm… nikmatnya tidur~ but as usual, Zhaf, being a devoted sunshine to my morning window, will call me up. I had date today! I rushed up and remember that papa is supposed to eat oats every morning (as it is believed to reduce cholesterol). OMG, his cholesterol level is terribly high!!! After reading his medical check-up reports from the SJMC, it comes to my concern that papa needs to do something about it! The medical report looks like a list report from random cases in the IPD exam paper. Scary!!!

Being typically me, Zhaf had to wait at least 15 minutes upon his arrival as I was busy upstairs preparing myself. Got my little ‘possessions’ stuffed in an over-sized bag, then we were off to mamak for a little breakfast. Mid Valley seems to be our only choice to catch Journey to the Center of The Earth on 3D effect. The movie was good, nothing special about the 3D effect except that it’s a 3D! hehehe

I thought that Eman and Nadh would be in MV by the time our movie ended, then I got a sms from Nadh telling that they are all in KLCC. What a coincidence! Zhaf and I initially planned to go to KLCC too after settling few of his stuff somewhere around KL.

Lama gila tunggu Nadh and Eman from their Educative trip to the Petrosains. Taktau mimpi ape sampai nak pegi petrosains. Didn’t get to spend much time with them, coz Zhaf wanted to get out of KL before the road gets busy. The sophisticated roads and highway make the journey from KLCC to Subang Parade as quick as walking from my house to SMSU. Thank you to all the brilliant civil engineers and labors! Cheers!

Taste wise, I can’t differentiate J.co donuts and Big Apple. I love both!!!

Since I already put this Beaubelle's facial serum and moisturizer (which are meant to be put up before sleep), it is appropiate for me to be on bed and sleep. Now that I am already on the bed, and blogged about it... so now it's time to dozzed off! night!

Nothing beats Hanson

Stress!!! Stress!!!

Who the hell are Jonas Brothers??!!
Not only that the media labeled them as the ‘Second Hanson’, the three brothers even sound like Hanson!!! The way they sing… I can mistake their voice for Taylor Hanson.

*pulling my hair and shout out loud*

Why the hell do they put a big stress in me?! Of course they are!!! I hate it when there are such pathetic individuals trying to be like Hanson, imitate their trademarks, be it intentionally or not, I still hate it!! The Mofatts, Jonas Brothers, whatever shit else, I just hate you guys! Sell off the cute faces, inside are all ineptly hopeless!

My brandnew boyfriend

Incited by my mat-salleh celup look (referring to my new hair dye), Zhaf has the affirmation on highlighting his hair too. He was planning for it few months back even before I had my hair done and just got it through yesterday! wEeee!!!

It started with the basic color which is not suppose to be noticeable (but honestly, it is noticeable, but look rather ‘natural’). The highlight came after with a greenish gold which only covered few leashes on his fringe.

There was the 3-long-hour spent at the saloon, getting his new look! (Where the initial plan was just to get a simple haircut actually). The overall cost for his new hairstyle, dye and highlight is as much as my whole semester visit to the saloon in Indonesia (for haircut, hair treatment, reflexology, pedicure, manicure, hairspa and creambath). Hmm… murahnya saloon dkt Indon!

In the end of the day, Zhaf went "Hijaunya rambut I! Oh'o... How am I going to work this Monday? Later orang dkt office sure terkejut". Lol!!! hell yeah with what people going to say or terkejut or whatever~ Actually, takde la hijau sangat... cute ape!

The catching ups

I’m losing sense of blogging. I lost a countless attempt to blog since I came back. Is it because there are just too many to blog? Or maybe there is just no word to describe the raptures.

I’m sick of people asking me “Bil, how’s the food in Indon? Best eh?”

Why the heck do they care about the foods in Indo? Basically, the hidden gist was on me, the question is not asked upon their curiosity about the food. I get it… I’m fat – fatter. How polite Malaysians are – the question to get to the point of my fatness is so refined into a more sophisticated sentence. I don’t mind frankness and I totally appreciate honesty, no matter how hurtful it is.

Mama is back! Her shopping vacation seems exciting enough, but not as electrifying as how she was after came back from Milan. I miss mama, tomorrow is the starting of

“bangun, bangun!!! Anak dara apa ni tidur sampai tengah hari!”

and I’m kinda miss it actually *sigh*

I had my second nasi ayam and first nasi lemak today. Ouch, so much nasi for this week I guess. I met most of the people I’ve been missing while I’m gone. Started with lunch at McD after Friday prayer with Renee, Jo and Ogy. Caught up with gossips and Lol-ing with the forever hilarious Jo. Guess how much I missed Renee… then later this evening, Adli came and fetch me for the typical taiti-at-kopitiam session. Almost the whole bunch were there, Ossie, Dyen, Hafidz... and Amirol who just arrived KLIA at 9:30pm from Sydney, straight away drop by the kopitiam with all the kangaroo’s smell still and his huge baggage. Pelik betul… balik je terus kopitiam, bukan nak balik rumah dulu. Hahaha. Enough of winning 2 sets, the lucks were more to Adli tonight. Aww… this is what I’ve been missing.

I’m missing Zhaf (still). Haven’t got enough of him yet (I guess I will never be). He is one addictive substance, my happy pill, my cheery machine, my lucky charm. I wonder if I actually ‘miss’ him, cause you ‘miss’ something when you lose it. Whereas, I never lose Zhaf, he’s always near, safely tuck inside my heart – no matter how million miles we are apart. I only miss being physically around him. I don’t mind sleeping at night without having him in my dreams. In spite, he never really came into my dreams at night, or I can count the number of times. I don’t mind either, because he is my every dream come true.

*contented smile*

Sisters go dating

Can you imagine how abruptly the feelings can change? Once you feel so freaking exhausted, then the next day you see outside the window as if the sky was falling, and in the next second you just feel like the whole new world was born and the sun is shining right on you. Life is so unpredictable… full of surprises, no wonder it’s like a box of chocolates.

Let’s just get the piccas to spread the words!!!

Hello home!!!

Good morning Malaysia! The background sound is different, the typical sound I grew up with – the sound of honks, breaks, engines and traffic. I miss this noise, no listening to birds chirping and gossiping outside the window (>> Wake up call), but one thing is missing… mama?! Where’s mama??! Why didn’t she wake me up this morning with her morning alarm

“bangun, bangun! Anak dara apa ni tidur sampai tengah hari”
damn, I miss that!!! (Mama is currently on shopping vacation outside the country) Cepat la balik mama...

Arrived by Maghrib after the longest journey of 3 hours from Malang to Juanda, and 2 and a half hour from Juanda to LCCT. It was quite a restless journey all the way from Malang to Juanda. The driver came picked me up at 10 and he was assuring me that he could get me to Juanda right on time. Before we even get out of Malang, he got a call saying that there was a very bad traffic on the highway since the alternative road to Surabaya is closed, and another alternative road (which has to go through the super crocked and poor condition road) is also closed due to some demonstration of the local community there. He was talking in Bahasa Jawa with that person over the phone, but I could understand, and sensed the worrisome in his voice. While me, pretending to be asleep at the back of the car all sweaty, tensed, panicky and praying profusely, but all I knew was he needs to get me to the airport by 2pm the latest.

Arrived Juanda by 1:34pm (WIB), Alhamdulillah… despite of the long journey, I was just right on time (although the flight was 45 minutes late – biase la Airasia…) Sudoku was my time crasher as I was all alone at the airport. Holding on an express boarding pass made me the only one to board the flight before anyone else, but it was nothing so special as I could only see the maids (@ stewardess) cleaning up the board.

The 2 and a half hour journey was the longest without any company to accelerate voyage.

Depart at 4:45pm (Msia time) and landed safely on the runaway at 7:10pm local time. Zhaf was waiting for me outside the arrival gate. Weee~ hello Malaysia!!! Since I was freaking hungry (only had piece of choc cake and macaroni and cheese at 6am), we straight away to McD before hitting home. I’ve been craving for McD since months before. Had a lot… my portion plus his leftovers portion – all wrapped up nicely in my aired stomach.Home sweet home!!! wEee~ I’m home at last!!!Found 6 pieces of Domino’s Chicken Aloha in the microwave. Makaaaan lagi!! There goes The Awakening of My Eating Monster. Crump up 2 pieces before I found a plate of secret recipe chocolate cake under the tudung saji. OMG! Heaven!!!