Interpretation of my Mimpi

I asked my 2nd boss about my hantu keliwon dream since he likes to interpret dreams and all. His prediction:



"The hantu thingy is your ego. You are embracing your ego too much hence the 'muka bangga'. Until and unless you let go your ego, you'll never find your happiness,"



Perlu ke ego aku in a form of hantu keliwon?!!! Huduh benau!!!

Happy NOT meant anni babe... *blow candles*

You said you'll always be there if I needed a shoulder to cry on.


But what if YOU are the reason I'm crying?







Shucks!

Nak mengamoknyaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I'm upset today. My mood is like, gilaaaaaaa macam puting beliung. It seems like the hatred in me today just decides to take charge of my whole being and hate everybody. Like, REAAALLLYYYY menyampah nak mampos dengan semua orang.


When Chief came in this morning and simply said good morning, I felt like throwing up. Just now, Chief accidently terpijak my shoe, I seriously felt like haaaiiiyaaaakkkkkkk berani kau pijak kasut aku syaitaaaannnnnnnnn!!!! Then, the 2nd Boss came in. All he did was smiled, decent smile you know, but it was enough to make me felt so blardy sick. When everybody else started to make that small talk over morning coffee, I felt like strangling them with my own bare hands.


And when the accounts started giving me dead end, I threw the file away. Where did my level of patience go? Nipis benau tahap kesabaran aku ari ni. I know this is not PMS because I had my menses like 2 weeks ago. Why the heck am I being so worked up today?


You.


When you are feeling better, please pay me a visit. I feel like hitting somebody and you are like, my perfect punching bag.


Bole?


*buat senyuman manja sambil bagi flying kiss*

Mimpi

Ish.. lupa pulak nak cite padahal cite ni la rasanya paling hangat sepanjang minggu nih.



I had a dream last night. Like, freaking weird maaannnnn. Ok, it goes like this.


I can't exactly remember the plot of my dream (siap berplot gitew haaa), but all I could remember, I was being followed by some kind of hantu keliwon like that. She was wearing dark clothing with her eyes, strikingly red. She just followed me around, like, watching my back. And here comes the worst part...


I knew that thing was following me but I was NOT scared at all. Like, bangga lagik ada la dalam mimpi aku tu.



Adakah ini....


maksudnya....


AKU DAH JADIK SYAITOOONNNNNIIIRRAAAJJJIIIIMMMMMMM?!!!!


*bunyi petir sabung menyabung*

Weekend Getaway

Another Saturday spent together. This time, it was more laid back and relax than the first outing. Lunch, strolled around at the Super GT International Series at the Pyramid New Wing, spent 300 bucks at a DVD shop (HE did!), had ABCs because it was too effin' hot, another round of massage because the gedik side of me said, "adeh... lenguh siot kaki". Hehe.


It was sweet.


So, Gayah. Persetankan (hamek kau persetan katanya) dengan his plan of migrating. Until it happens, you are going to suck it aaaalllllll in.


Literally and figuratively.


Heh.


Ok. That was Saturday. My Sunday was spent melalak sampai nak pecah anak tekak. After what felt like centuries, I went karaoke-ing with MisJay and MisFiz. I screamed my lung out to Joan Jet, No Doubt, The Cranberries (A MUST), Bryan Adams, Sheila Majid, Gloria Estefan...


The next hour after the session, tetiba rasa aku ada adam's apple. Sakit siyal tekak.


All in all, it was a funfair weekend I say. How was yours?

Crying is good, even when it's done alone

I had a good cry last night. I was practically bawling on my sheets. It was tiring and messy. What's with the hiccup and the liquid running from your nose, but at least, it made me feel... lighter.


I started sobbing because I missed my ma. I missed her soothing voice while reciting the Quran. I missed her wisdom words in lecturing me. And the bawling started when I suddenly craved for her paru sambal. I was practically said out loud in between sobs, MAAAAAAA.. ORAAANNGGGG NAK MAKAN PARU SAMBAAALLLLLLL HUUUWWAAAAAAA like that. The image of her paru filled with super duper spicy reddish sambal kept flashing over my head. Cruel I tell you!


Then, when the craving subsided, I started crying for the death of my heart. I missed my heart dearly and deeply. I yearned for the feeling of being alive. I craved for the wanting and needing of someone. Life without heart is ugly.


And yes, there was a slight pang of missing him as I cried my heart out last night.


I was almost running out of my Kleenex when suddenly, I cried again because I was hungry.


Heh.





Ni kalau mak aku tau aku melalak pasal lapar ni confirm kena makan penyapu.

Hari ini dalam sejarah

Today, 21st May 2009, approximately 845am, Cik Gayah was found rammaging her kitchen, peeling off onions and garlics. She was frantically blended all in as she did not have enough time to menumbuk-numbuk the things.


By 9am, Cik Gayah quickly put on her office attire. Forget mascara, forget lipstick. No time, no time she mumbled to herself.



By 1005am, she happily opened her tupperware. As she was about to dig in, her Chief passed her by.



"You cook?"


"Yeap," she grin.


Without even asking for permission, he just took a spoon of the rice and ate it.


*chew chew gulp*


"Your garam tertinggal dalam kuali ke?"



HUUUUWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Takmo masak lagik sampai 2069!!

First time Gayah tak suka orang cakap dia lost weight..

Conversation around noon yesterday as we were on the way rammaging 3 shopping complexes in a day.



Jazzabelle - kakak, have you like, lost weight?


Gayah - hoyaayyyy!! hik. ntah ek.. never notice pun.


Jazzabelle - bontot ko dah makin kecik la..


Gayah - *gasp* WHHHAAATTTTTTT?!!! *pegang bontot*


Jazzabelle - serious!! jeans kau dah tak montok gitew kat situ. this is the jeans we bought at DP kan?


Gayah - HUUWWAAAAA!! that is like, my ONLY ASSet!! how can it shrrriiinnnnkkkkk?!!!



Apakah petua untuk kembali mendapatkan ASSet montok?

Is he for real?

He cancelled the movie. Expected.


But what I didn't expect was, his gesture in making up to the cancelled plan!


First, a lavish lunch at Ole Ole Bali. Then, a 3 hour cardio exercise at Pyramid (this statement I believe, only the shopaholics would understand, ey). Ended with 60 mins of foot massage at Touches De Siam.


Pitam Gayah.


Too good to be true dah nih.


*gostan kejap*

Time for Gayah to gloat

What are the chances when both your bosses gave the same exact compliment on your dressing today at a different time?



Boss #2: You look cute la today. Looks like you've lost few years...



Chief: You look cute. Love that combination red white and pink on you.



Ahhhhhh...

Updated: The chances are: compliments weren't free. Kena buat kopi laa.. rokok aku kena pau laa.. Hampeh!!!