June 30, 2009

Ajax the Munkey

When Ajax is back in town, it can only mean one thing.


"Gayah, aku ngan mak bapak aku nak gi RP malam ni. Jumpa kau kat sana eh nok!!"


Yes. Clubs.


Ajax and mamak don't go along very well. You don't see Ajax there. And the thing about this munkey is, when he calls you to ask you out, you better go or else, you won't see him until the next trip back, which would be sometime in 2015.


You see, Ajax to me is like golongan yang dah tak sedo diri tak gheti2 nak balik since he started working in Dubai for what? 5 years now? His trips normally would be a 10 day trip. 10 days you said would be enough to arrange for something right? But noooooo.... Instead of spending some quality time with family and friends during his short trip, he just had to go to Bangkok la.. Jakarta la.. for some parties there. That 10 days trip becomes 3 days je la for friends yang beria-ia nak bergossip nih.


So, when he called me last night, with my heavy head felt like going to explode, I dragged my feet to RP to see him. Nasib baik dekat dengan rumah. RP was relatively quiet on a Monday night but being with Ajax's family, the place was a total blast. I have to say, I envy Ajax's family. His parents are at the age of 55 and 54 but they can still dance for one hour straight without even bothered to stop for a drink. And I'm not just talking about joget makyong here ok.. salsa, hip hop, the works lah. To be watching them from far pun boleh buat I sakit pinggang.


But what I envy most about them is the love and affection they have towards each other. There was one time, aunty was given the mic to sing along with the band. And being the notorious karaoke family, her voice is so mantap I tell you. When she finished, uncle turned around, looked at me and with pride and love and affection in his eyes said, "that's my wife!!". HUUWWAAAAAA!! I want thaaatttttt!!!


I had soooo much fun with them. Being good dancers these bunch help too. Ajax I tell you!! Walaupun aku menyampah writing this, I have to say this monyet can REALLY move. We did Lady Gaga's moves last night, Shakira, and of course, Beyonce. This monyet can dance to exactly Beyonce's steps on Single Ladies from the beginning to the end!


I'm meeting them again this Saturday night for a last spin on the dance floor with the monyet. He'll be going back to Dubai the next day and God knows when will I see him next. I guess I have to start dancing again every night in my room to compete with this bunch.



Oh. I need to ask aunty what the heck she's been taking to have so much energy like that. Malu siot at the age of 30 baru dance 30 menet aku dah sakit pinggang!


p/s: Ibu Adam, Ajax suruh aku paksa kau ikut skali. You know, like the old days... Aku dah kena ada mission memujuk Jazabelle jugak. Walaupun (in Ajax's exact words) bawak Jazabelle pegi club dah sama macam bawak dia gi library, yang penting we are back to Amazon days. Hehe.

June 26, 2009

TwentySixOSix...

...is the day of the death.



As we all know, MJ died today because of cardiac arrest. Farah Fawcett died due to her long battle of cancer.


And today, it has been a year that Gayah's heart died.


The last part, she may not be an artist. But hey, death is still death.


26-06 is definitely hari berpuaka.


May all rest in peace. Amen!

June 25, 2009

My Guitar Teacher

I met my soon to be guitar teacher last night for the first time - to get acquainted and understand more about the class. And whaddayaknooowwwww.... we spent 4 blardy hours talking and burning our chests and talking and burning our chests non stop man. If the kopitiam guys did not purposely pushing the chairs to tell us 'loudly' it was time to get lost, I bet we would still be talking now.



He is just 25 year old kiddo. But his maturity seems like he has lived for 45 years on this earth. And his politeness!!! He made politeness looked damn cool man. I guess those years of studying psychology does help in SOOOOO many ways and he has actually, making GAYAH wants to be polite too. Takes hell lot of energy to make that happen but hey... it IS going to happen so get used to it. Heh. And his eyes never left my face when I spoke. Not intimidating nor flirting. It was, attentive.



It was refreshing to find a kiddo like that. It was so refreshing that when I walked to the ladies, I thought I was stoned on white coffee because I was floating. The excitement of being able to talk about everything under the sun without being intimidated or abused or judged at and be absolutely comfortable left me lightheaded.



I did not just get myself a guitar teacher. I've found a movie buddy AND a jazz freak as well.


What a package!!!

June 24, 2009

My Ideal Man

This is a very dear friend's prediction of my ideal man.


"Ko ni kelako.. then yep he must have a good sense of humor. umur tak kisah but bukan belasan tahun... nanti mak dia mesti tak bagi... hehehe.. gurau je.. a smart guy, reading type tapi bukan nerd.. liberal tapi not total nihilist or anarchist... non judgmental... good PR skills so he can get along with all your friends yang berbagai rupa dan gaya dan fahaman agama. doesn't gauge success by how much money you make, how big your car/house is and your profession. an easy going guy yang respect you of who you are, past and present. and most importantly, he loves you more than anything.. all these based on how i see your writings on relationship and stuff..."



This led me to a conversation with Ibu Adam.


Me: Tu diaaaaa jantan ideal aku!! I'll die alone then.


Ibu Adam: Isn't that jantan ideal for most of us? But I agree with Acai though. He sounds perfect for you.


Me: Mana aku nak carik jantan camni? Dah tak wujud ok!!


Ibu Adam: Wujud! You just have to keep looking. Willy* maybe?



Kalau Ibu Adam dah lama tak hapdet blog dia, tu maksudnya dia dah kena pancung sula ngan Cik Gayah ye. And Acai, thank you for the prediction. Seperti diberitahu, aku dah siap print your prediction and ask all guys I meet whether they have these criterias or not. Save my time. Heh.





*Wiily is a guy we made fun of because of his name vs his ACTUAL name

June 22, 2009

My MAMA

My mama is a rockstar.


When I came home from one semester break thousands of hundreds years ago with my hair bleached, she casually told my cousins that instead of swimming in a pool or beach, I "mandi kuala".


When I came home with 5 earrings on one side and a lip stud, she casually told my father that it was a good thing to have a daughter piercing herself like that because if I were to go missing, "boleh carik pakai magnet".


When I came back after 3 years of studying and she unpacked my big luggage because her daughter was too busy going out with friends and saw some 'unwanted' pictures, she calmly advised while preparing dinner, "apa yang awak buat kat sana, mama rasa it would be much sweeter if you wait until you're married".


When I have rows with dad, she calmly picked up her broken glasses or plates or whatever damages done and came into my room, soothingly but painfully advised me that I only have one father and if he made mistakes, it is because he is just a human being. And to be shouting and screaming at my father will not solve anything.


When my heart got smashed and I cried on her laps, she gently stroked my hair and said, "I raised a strong child... cry if you must but don't lose your life,".


My mama is a rockstar.


If I were to become a mother myself, God help my child, I would be equally patience as my mom. Because looking back at what I did and if I were the mother of me, I don't think I'd be here now writing this.


Mesti dah ada batu nesan somewhere dah...

June 19, 2009

My New Toy

Yesterday was like a super massive boring day for me at work. I googled everything under the sun until I found myself, enrolled in a guitar class.


Heh.


I thought, why the heck not. I have toooooo much free time on weekends. And the class is like, one hour a day, one day a week, 4 times a month. Cool huh? And since I am still nursing my broken heart (waahhhhh pecah rekod bebetul nih Gayah patah ati lama sangat), I could come up with a super duper hits for kelab jiwa rentung gitew.


Hmm.. let's see. Apakah tajuk lagu sesuai untuk kelab jiwa rentung aku eh?


"Aku yang makan ati sebab kau tak suka Dunhill"


"Bape kali nak patah ati?"


"Kau bole pegi mati"


Ok tak tajuk gitu? Ada harapan tak masuk cd Tangkap Leleh 85?


Hikhik.

June 18, 2009

Trouble mind

Ok. I'm in the mood of 'menyemakkan' Concrete-Lilac.


I'm having trouble adjusting with my horrible swing moods for the past few weeks. It ain't fun no more when you can't even decide what to eat for lunch with this kind of mood I tell ya!! And it's definitely NOT fun when you have all these weird instincts which led you to believe on rubbish thoughts.


I have LOTS of questions to ask him but since my hantu keliwon a.k.a my ego kept psycho-ing me in saying that I will turn to a psycho bitch if I started questioning him, I swallowed my curiosity. Not healthy I know because then, the ugly side of Gayah will start taking charge by giving him attitude like he has done some mistake when it was clearly nothing.


Seriously, what the fuck is happening to me?? It's not that we have signed any agreement on whatever this, this ship. SEE!! I don't even know what to label our ship. Friendship ke, relationship ke, black sheep ke... Haiyoo Gayaaahhhhhhh... awat banyak sangat pikir niiii?!!!!


I know I like his company. And I know he cares for me, in his own strange ways.


He laughs at my stupid jokes. He made me laugh because he's stupid.





Why can't I just be content with this and stop acting like I own him?

June 16, 2009

Bila jadik Pendiam tetiba salah...

Last week Wednesday in Ampang....


Grandma: Engkau ada kecik ati ngan aku ke?

Me: *tercekik jemput pisang* Ohok ohok.. ngape tok mak? Orang nak kecik ati pasal mende?

Grandma: Ye aa... kau diam je datang sini minggu lepas. Aku ingat aku ada cakap mende2 buat kau kecik ati.

Me: *terkebil-kebil* Takde mende ah tok mak. I memang pendiam pemalu skarang.

Grandma: *muntah biawak*


****


15 mins ago at a cafe over plates of lamb chop and meatballs...



Me: Nily earlier asked me.. "why do you look so cool?" and I was, cool or cold? and he said, no no.. cool.. and I wanted to say thank you but I've always looked cool what hehe.. then he continued said I looked different, quiet, no loud music...

Boss #2: Yerp.. I noticed that. You've been quiet these past few days. Are you trying new style?

Me: No. I've always been quiet what... pendiam, pemalu... *battling eyelashes*

Boss #2: NOT! You can never be what you are not my dear. You are loud. You are outgoing. Its just WRAAUUNNNGGG to see you so senyap.






Cik Gayah tak kecik ati dengan sesapa. Cik Gayah tak perasan cool juga. Dia cuma in a phase of malas nak bukak mulut je sekarang nih. Cik Gayah akan kembali seperti sediakala bila dia rasa nak kembali seperti sediakala. Ini bermakna, blog ini juga akan menyepikan diri sehingga Cik Gayah terasa nak menyemakkan dia semula.

Sekian.

June 12, 2009

The flashback...

...hurts

June 8, 2009

Abah Aku the Rawkstar

Truut tuut... truut...


Abah: Assamekom

Me: Komsalam.

Abah: Awak sehat?

Me: Huh? Aaa.. sehat. Ngape bah?

Abah: Takde la.. Mama cakap awak nak gi kenduri kawen sabtu nih. Tu ahh abah tanya sehat ke tak tetiba je nak gi kenduri. Kot la buang tebiat ke apa kannnn...




Astagaaaaa!! Buang tebiat dikatanya aku. Haih.. abah abah..

How hard it is to be Gayah...

Cik Gayah came to office with a BIG grin on her face.


Cik Gayah smiled to everybody who walked in the office and cheerfully shrieked GOOD MOORRRNNIIIINNNGGG!!


Cik Gayah beamed throughout the weekly meeting until she got a question from Chief, what the f is going on with her smiling stupidly like that asked the annoyed Chief.






Aku datang opis muka happy salah.

Datang opis muka meruk salah.

Haih. Susah la jadik Gayah nih.

Nyeh.

June 5, 2009

Dear Life


Early was the morn
Flowers filled with dew
I became somebody
through loving you
Softly as a child
born in natural rain
I predict the seasons
to go unchanged

Sometimes in life
You run across a love unknown
Without a reason
It seems like you
belong
Hold on Dear Life
Don't go off running from what's new
I became somebody
through loving you

Warm was the sun
that covered my body so
Reminded me of you
as I'd first known
Those were the days
the days that changed my life
and made me new
I became somebody
through loving you

Sometimes in life
You run across a love unknown
Without a reason
it feels like you
belong
Hold on Dear Life
Don't go off running from what's new
I became somebody
through loving you

As the sun shined
down on me
I know with you in love
is where I wanna be
Oh sometimes
I go on through life
thinking that love is something
that's not meant for me

Hold on Dear Life
I became somebody
through loving you

-Anthony Hamilton, Dear Life-

June 4, 2009

Berangan dalam ketakutan

Whoaa.. not bad Gayah. 3 entries in a day. Caya lahhh!!

It has been a dreadfully looooonnnnngggg week for all of us in the office. What's with the never ending projects and more of them coming our way (not that we are complaining of course, more projects means Europe is just a click away yippieeeee) and Chief in a veerryyyyy lousy mood past few days doesn't help either. He's not talking. Out most of the time, which of course, no complaints whatsoever. But whenever he steps back in, he has this lousy loonnnggg face which made all of us jump in terror whenever he call us to his office.


I have tons of unfinished tasks on my hand. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna get in a REALLY BIG trouble if I didn't complete it by the next weekly meeting. And with his "mood"... I'm lucky if I just get a warning letter man...


My Ma is in town. That is like, the ONLY reason for me to keep surviving (macam la kau pegi berperang kan Gayah). The thought of her bubur jagung keledek is the only thing that keeps me going. Haih.. saturday is just a day away... sabar Gayah.


*berangan sambil kesat peluh di dahi*

Her Diary vs His Diary

Her Diary

Dear Diary,


Last night was an awful night for me. I can feel he's changed. I can feel his love to me is fading away. Oh Diary, what am I to do?


I came back from the girl's night out last night pretty late. When I reached home, he was in front of the tv with an emotionless face. I kissed him on his forehead and asked how was his day and the only response I got was "hmmm". He didn't even look at me! I mean, yeah I didn't call him when I went out with the girls but I already told him 3 days ago about the plan. And I couldn't call him the entire day because of the stupid project which took up my time. It's not like I see the girls every night.


Then, we made love. Without saying good night, he just rolled over and slept.


Oh God my heart breaks.



His Diary


The team lost again last night. Oh well, at least I got laid.

Being in love...

...is like owning a designer label. The adrenaline rush when you first set your eyes on it. The smell. The electric shock running through your body when you first touch it. The out of breath when it slides on your body. The gasp that you get from everyone around you when they see you parading your label. Owh how you enjoy the envy and the jealousy from the people around you.


You can't take your eyes off your label. Every single night you put yourself to sleep with your label around your body. You make sure that the label is well maintained. You make every effort to make sure your label is noticed all around the corner.


And then, the label starts wearing you out. The high maintenance they require... the constant effort of making sure it always look timeless... the effort in making sure the label stays with you and doesn't get snapped away from the jealousy people. Oh the work! It's exhausting!





No wonder I can never be in love for too long. Not only can I NOT afford it, I don't have the blardy patience to sustain it.


Darn!

June 2, 2009

CSI

Last week was like, the crime week in my office building and also my colleague's house at a nearby condo. There are 4 of us who live just about 10 mins top of walking distance to the office. Yeah, we friggin loooovveeeeee our office too much that we just have to see our office building every time we open our friggin sliding door. Hah.


But I digress.


Anyhoo, last week, there was a robbery on my office level. That company lost 7 pcs/laptops during lunch hour. Apparently, there were 2 guys came over claiming to spray some insects chemical. At first I thought, maybe the receptionist got knocked out because of the chemical smell or something but apparently, according to the cleaner (yeap aku memang kepoh), the receptionist went down to tapau lunch, leaving the 2 guys having their hoohaa time packing up 7 pcs/laptops on their own. Well, that to me was.... super moron la kan. Like how on earth can you just leave the office to strangers like that? But... shit happens lah. I feel bad for the receptionist though. Sure kena super sula from the bosses.


Then, last weekend, 2 guys came over to my colleague's house claiming that they got an instruction from my colleague's landlord to service the aircond. Funny part was, my colleague's house doesn't even have an aircond in the first place. Mesti the strangers thought, aisey bodonyaaaaa cakap aircond patut cakap nak betulkan jamban kaannnnn. When the guys saw my colleague calling the landlord, they just walked away.


And then...


*Gayah kalau nak cite pasal mende jadik kat dia memang drama lebey kaannnn*


I encountered a super creepy perv guy in my office area. I first met him in a cafe last week when I wanted to buy breakfast. He was there having his. The moment I stepped out of the lift until I got back to the lift, he looked at me like he wanted to jump on me. And that crook smile!! And then, same day, I went out for a smoke at the lift lobby sometime around noon. He came out of nowhere, asked to borrow my lighter. He practically grabbed my whole hand to take that lighter, you know! My mouth was already nak mengeluarkan segala jenis api to fire him but when I saw the way he looked at me and that smile, for the first time, my brain worked faster than my mouth. I thought, it would not be such a good idea to be harsh on this man when I have no weapon whatsoever with me at that time. Buatnya dia merentan, mati aku. And then, for 2 days in a row, everytime I opened my office door, there he was. Walking aimlessly and kept turning back to look at me.


Pepper spray is now my best friend. And everywhere I go now, I never leave that thing. Even to throw rubbish at my condo. Seriously! It's getting freaking scary now


But then, I got to thinking. What if the criminals use the pepper spray to do bad things on us?? Oh man... now I have to be a walking hardware store lah. I'll have pepper spray, rambo knife, bottle of acid, chota, baseball bat, the works. Hah! ADA BERANI?!!!!




Jokes aside, be alert you people. It's a dangerous world out there. *inhaling exhaling smoke*




*poyo muka Femme Fatale*