meet my buns and my cheesy biscuits... I have no reason why I'm baking..this is the best to channel my current feeling -I don't know, tq-
ps: demi semua yang aku jalani bersamamu
pss: dirimu yang bisa membawa syurga di dalam hatimu
I'M not a cat person, but meet OUR cat CANTIKA ASHLYN (I heard its a HE)
ps: without any reason I'm placing Ashlyn's on board!
"Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away" - when everyone left home for swimming (inclusive the kids) I was alone with the 2 maids and my nanna, he came to me, I was still groggy in my disgusting Baju Kelawar, he is still the same the well dressed (board short + T) tak mandi I don't bother to take a shower or do anything, I'm stunt when he arrived, well this is me messy me, (take it or leave it) we had fun, we played catch and hide and seek, yeah unusual activity for the grown up, but who cares? this is it, at one point we are clashing with James Ingram and Dolly Parton on the other hand we are playing hide and seek, ~ love struck ~
I made froggy looking pancake for brunch... we ate and spend times, watching TV, and be in each other arms, and watch Hentai *grrrrrrrrrr*
DO IT with Nutella,Peanut B, Jammyy or Sambal *love ya muahs*
when you're gone ~ =``((
ps:: that is not a Babi face ok *it's "halal"*
keadaan/perkara yang boleh buat aku berhenti dari melakukan sesuatu yang sedang dilakukan...
(online)
dia:: hi dah mandi ??
aku: belom, mampu gosok gigi jer
dia:: anak dara kalau mandi lewat sampai bila2 tak ada orang nak kawin dengan dia
aku: (habis orang kat kutub2 sana yang x mandi sebab sejuk, kawin jek, takde pon x kawin, KURAFAT ke neh) - ada kerja/pelajaran/scandal
dia:: ada bf tapi tak kawin takde makne nyer
aku: (diam) ok NEXT!
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dia:: hai dah bfast
aku: baru celik mata
dia:: tak tolong mak ke, kesian dia sorang2 kat dapo
aku: dia keluar
dia:: pg la masak meggi ke ape ke
aku: dia keluar cari makanan
dia:: awak orang kaya, saya orang miskin kita berbeza, cara hidup pun berbeza -
aku: ?????
dia:: eh awak suka masuk dapur tak?? reti masak Asam Pedas tak
aku: http://www.mesra.net/ (ok TATA??)
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dia:: hai makan apa pg ni
aku: nak masak Pancake
dia:: reti ke?
aku: yup
dia:: macam mana nak kirim kat saya?? saya nak rasa juga
aku:: pergila berdoa, semoga tuhan tunjuk arah ke kedai makan
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(rumah)
dya:: Sumaaaa, di mana Ais yang ibu beli tadi??
dia:: ini, ini disiniiiii, saya letak di sini tadi, iya iyya
(SAMBIL tunjuk di TEMPAT sayur)
dya:: perhati glazier ais mengalir
(Blah terusssssss)
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(TADIKA)
teacher:: ok tolong warnakan gambar pokok
dia:: saya tak bawak kaler,
teacher:: pinjam/beli/curi
ps:: lebih baik diam
Pt 1
I met someone ONLINE *ah ha* who I guess is fun to get to know to, guy 1 is an Indian who works @ Pos Malaysia, guy 2 is same age with me *only god knows why I chose to chat with him, I usually go for someone much much OLDER and easily know who is JAMES INGRAM and DOLLY PARTON* he told me he is a Pilot, and guy 3 is a Ghanaian who studied @ UM *never in my life, IM still asking WHY*, everything went well with them, I'm ignoring the guy 3, eheh I don't know why, I don't know!!!!!!! gahh!!!!!!!
After a generous goodbye and planning to meet for a 'typical date' with guy 1 and a constantly ignoring Abu the Ghanaian, I went on with guy 2...
Something so cliche, traumatized and unbearably ennui but yet so addictive, I've dated a Pilot before way back when I'm still wearing a school uniform (White and Light Blue) *ah haa* I understand P-I-L-O-T in the consistency of 90/10 ahahha, but this boy *ok hard to be called a MAN* starts talking/blabbing about relationship *obviously with ME* and getting to know me -
less than 3 hrs knowing each other, and minutes on the phone *insufficient credit* -amazingg PILOT eh!!- he said he likes me and willing to get serious *ok OK I still can manage this* but when he said he wanted to asked me TO BE HIS WIFE *I stillll manage to reply* -I slowly start to accept Abu Ghana *I called him Abu Ghana*- at the same time my tummy is churning the whole IDEA of MARRIAGE - ENGAGEMENT- PROPOSAL - ahhhh gahhhh
(I've been in this kind of situation OK, and once I'm drown into this WEDDING PLAN MANIAC thingy, and It was kind of cute at first and head over heels but It won't last *the way U IMAGINE* blahhhh, so I'm good at handling things like this)
Ok so I said -
me:: Since u dead fuck serious, Y don't U come and meet me tomorrow !!
him: Owh soooorrryyy sayang (dear) I have something to do, I have to go to BB PLaza (some mall) to buy somethingggg... some other times ok
me:: Owh OK -was half way chatting with Abu Ghana-
him: tqqqqqqqqqqqq I love uuuuu, I really want u to be my wife, and I really LIKE YOU
me:: aaaaaa I GOT TO GO, I'm about to bath my GOLD FISH (3 a.m)
him: why why, okhhhayy ddddear I want tttoooo sleeepppp
me:: (hit the RED BUTTON on yr upper RIGHT @ YM) tata HISTORY
Pt 2
After a long chat with Abu Ghana, and an endless laughter, HE IS FK FUNNY, just what I needed!! ahah, and he show me his picture ...
him: show me his PIC *framed with hearts and flowers*
me:: U are SCARY
him: u r kidding rite,
me:: seriously U R
him & me :: managed to sort things out, and continue our laughter and whatever more, no no no nothing got to do with the S thingy!! PLSSSSSSSSSS NOOOOOOOO - went on till 4 a.m and sadly I have to say goodbye to Abu Ghana cause I'm about to hit the BUNK
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Woke up 4 hrs later and able to make Double Choc Chocolate Chip Cookies & Sweetcorn Chowder with Nachos and Cheeseee, (sober and able to hit the RECIPE with flying color,EAT ME)
sober and making!!! RED RUM utensils
ku pernah punya cinta, namun kini ku suka kamu, cinta ku dlu telah ku buang jauh,-Jadi sebab itu saya kirimkan sup ini kedepan!!
Nenek - my nenek!!! - Esah Mariam Lee Abdullah - kah kah kah
when I'm out of love - argh relic of the yesteryear!!
Pegaga my heartthrob - nyummy -
the scent of melting popcorn still there, lounging in my mouth, smudge of mascara due to the mild down pour while watching Twilight was barely there, burger eaten, I came in and out the room, just to let the smell of him demolish, the hours together, giggling endless touching and pecking each others.... The smell remain still - I'm powerless,
Took my book and went out and do my reading by the pond, flushes of words drenched without even being well sanitized, ah ha just me... I've talk to him, we said goodnight and so on...but still I can't manage to erase him off ~ right after those Good Day Nightmare, someone here for me, *arghhh, I'm in my baju Kelawar* the maid didnt tell me, but that person appeared right close to me, ah ha, "are U working?? it's XMAS aaite" - "No IDEA, its JUST ME, Want to go out??" YES YES YES, I'm there in my baju kelawar hovering all over his manly smell, the crisp of his shirt, his well pressed pants, I'm panting for more!!.. After various of mid night snacking, drive thru and endless tune by James Ingram, we finally at KL yayyy *ah ha I kan orang BUKIT* streaming under the neon light of KL *wahahahha* we talked.. not the serious talk, about life, works, people but NEVER the FUTURE, LOVES and SO ON *mannnnnnnn*....I find that it is interesting to be around him, the way he snatch me off with him after the hell broke to pieces, official meeting and presentation... he steals me away most of the time...
Sometimes its rude when he snatch me off while in ME TIME, reading, thinking bout someone Im into, so disrespectful of him, but his lack of courtesy makes me addicted to him, it's not all about
the way he cupped me in his bear hug
the way he took my hand off, when I saw someone so thinly thinly skinny skinnier than whoever
when he listens to me when all Im telling him was about some other yuppies I'm into.. he listens ..REALLY
when MY baju KELAWAR is worst than my doormat, he is still able to drag me to the public and give me that really big bear hug and sloppy wet kiss, WHY AKU MALU SIOT hah padan la muka
SEX.... no no no
we are not in love, both of us are well clad around our own 'escort' WE are no one,
not his SUV ok!
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bollocks.. I'm speechless, at times when I'm wrapped in his shirt the next day, in his boxer with a bowl of sugary cornflakes, I asked myself WHY WHY WHY....this is not me...
I'm all lathered up in the lush honey-shea butter-macadamia nut oil-mask on my face, I dolloped some cream to my feet and to my elbow before I hit the bed, it's been a while I left all these beauty regime behind~ I get all hyped before I sleep, whoever called me before I sleep get the best of my voice, words and opinion, last night reading was very quick, I can hardly focus on the reading, words and sentences smoked away, and replaced by the thought of meeting him today,
I twinkle on my new shoes, It's been a while that CROCs replaced those feet slashing heels, rocking wedges and even flirty pumps, but today (MERRY XMAS u peeps!!) I'm willing to dash out with heel cladding feet, I turn and twirls in my new shoes, I made a brisk walk along the stretch of houses just to welcome by feet with the new shoes. What makes thing so special???
I'm planning to wear my worn out blue-T, and wide leg jeans, but nahh, that's boring, blahh to late to decide anything ~ I just want to relax, go with the flow, getting ready with the air of James Ingram or Josh Groban, and being seduced by the tune of Andy William, gahhhh this is heaven, my feet are icy cold as I step on the wooden floor, I'm making my way thru a temp. Of happiness...
ps:: The world goes still, so still inside
I've waited for days and nights, each second ticks seems too long for me, I'm super duper fruitless to know that TOMORROW is not XMAS, I blindly thought tomorrow is 25/12, nahh I have to wait another few days till it's XMAS. Urghhh my burning desire is killing me, I'm long to be held and kissed, I 'kept' myself from slipping into the slapdash SEX and KISSES, I'm under control and focus on to my so called DIET, wasn't new maybe, treating myself better!!
When I woke up, I asked one of my ONLINE friend *lazzzyyy* to reassure that tomorrow is XMAS, she got blurred and said NO it's the day after, gahhhh... Words slipped thru my brain, emotion drops unconsciously and words formed, I dried it up to my blog, let it be unclogged... I'm counting days!! I'm peppy but at the same time I'm lethargic, I've planned on what to wear, and planned the best Kodak moment and gesture (I'm typical + Normal) (he will read this, but gahhh who cares?)
Since tomorrow isn't XMAS, I've lost my passionate sense of meeting him and my burning desire is slowly to be tarnished, I'm up for something new, blame me not! It's too long...
ps: Finally I'm missing someone
pss: ............................... (INDESCRIBABLE feeling, sorry)
barang2 semua dah masuk STUDIO, hari ni missed photo shoot sebab bawak D pergi Kinik, dier sakit perut, and kene jaga dia sebab takut Appendiks attack!! *dr yang kata* Lepas suap D makan bubur, aku singgah STUDIO update sikit kerja2 asas~
Petang
Aku terbaca satu blog yang mengatakan si kawan yang tinggal di BUKIT JELUTONG (tak tahu Shah Alam ke mana) mengatakan dia dan jiran2 diganggu MAKHLUK halus, memandangkan aku pon menetap di BUKIT JELUTONG SHAH ALAM *aku rasa kawan dia di BJ SHAH ALAM* (memang gossip BJ BERANTU, dah berleluasa) aku jadi seram, aku keluar dari salah satu bilik daripada lapan bilik dan menjerit cari ADIBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB, biasa dia ada, cari kat bawah, bibik kata ADIB dah naik, jadik aku naik, ADIB tak ada, BABY tunjuk ADIB dengan AFFA kat lua, kat tepi kolam, berkudap KEREPEK BAYAM sambil minum air guna KAKI *dibbbb* aku pon join la si bawah umur bercerita, *cerita HANTU/SERAM la apa lagi, kaut emosi dari atas*
TIBA-TIBA (serius aku TERPERANJAT) bila si Adib pandang tepi dan cakap HOTSTAF HOTSTAF, uik aku ingat HANTU rupanya HOT STUFF, si jiran depan rumah, ala, budak2 yang ala2 INDIE, pakai suar cerut ketat kat kaki, rambut panjang, naik kereta, si AFFA dah bangun berdiri kat belakang tiang *aishh kalau kecik tak apa jugak* - TAPI SEDIH kereta tu dah berlalu
KEJAP LAGI. datang pulak kereta yang di penuhi dengan JEJAKAS, aku berlari laju (SELAMA NEH TAK PERNAH BERLARI!) menyorok belakang TIANG, (ye aku MAKCIKnya!!) owh boleh tahan HOTTTTT, aku jeling2 dan spedo JEJAKAS, arghhh kanak kanak baru MUMAYYIZ, aku pandang DIA, DIA PANDANG AKU *dahhhh time neh dah x menyorok lagi, terang2 aku, dan MEREKA pandang memandang*
ps: selang beberapa hari nanti aku nak mengadakan BBQ PARTY (he he he he he) aku rasa macam nak jemput si JEJAKAS
pss:: hurmmm serious, RUMAH INI dikelilingi oleh MEREKA yang mpunyanyi ANAK HAWT
psss: tapi sayang MEREKA MUDA
pssss: mari ke PARTY KU
ape perasaan kau kalau aku 'hilang' sekali lagi, adakah kau akan cari aku atau pun kau akan diam atauuuuuu kau rindu tanpa mencari, sampailah sangap baru cari... BEGITUkah????
ingin seperti semalam makan 1 kali jek sehari, malam makan karipap 1 (guilty pleasure)... Tapi hari ini tghari dah elok x makan, sampai jek Subang Parade, ade orang tersuap aku nasi lemak, tersuap bubur sikit, beberapa sudu OK lagi latuhh... sampai balik rumah aku terserempak dengan hidangan ubi rebus dan sambal kicap, yang aku idam idam kan selama beberapa hari sudah!!!..
Aku dengan membuta tuli terus melapah ubi rebus sedia dengan menokok tambah cicahan iaitu MAPLE SYRUP dari CANADA, hebak hebak TIMUR BARAT bertembung di dalam perut...
Aku pun selepas makan, makan lah cokelat yang dalam dia ada COOKIES, PEANUT BUTTER dan selepas itu aku mengerang kerana kesal dengan sikap sambil lewa, arghhhh hanya beberapa hari lagi ke Hari Natal.... aku harus meneruskan misi berDIET aku, esOk aku nekad untuk MAKAN BUAH BUAHAN 90% - 10% BENDA LAIN .... demi HARI NATAL
ps: weh SAYA bersungguh neh, nak KELUAR!!
pss: biar la CIRIT BIRIT
psss: PEREMPUAN!!!
pssss: nasib baik tak sambung DONAT cicah SAMBAL
GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
kami main kenduri2 kawin, "Barbie pakai skarf nenek, singlet kakak, crown pakai cincin mama, Ken takde baju jadi kami tukar jadi Hawaiian wedding ok Aunty" -Adibb- "Ok jek, Aunty jadik photographer jer" -Aku-
ps:: bila 2 beranak tak mandi dan bercuti
pss:: Adibb, kecil!!
psss:: bila internet buat hal
pssss:: Inspirasi Mawi Ikin, *gahhhhhhh*
aku tak boleh tido, aku terima panggilan dari sapa ntah yang aku sendiri pon was2 dan tak kenal, dia cakap nak cakap ngan aku, so aku pon kata INILAH AKU, so dia kata nak berbual lucah *eheh* aku kata OK,
dia:: Hi boleh nak bercakap dengan AKU
aku:: ye ini aku
dia:: jom chat lucah ..
aku:: ok jom laa
dia:: kejap eh
----- selang beberapa saat ----
dia:: ARGH HU ARGH HU ARGH HU ARGH HU ARGH HU ARGH
aku:: *TERKEJUT* eh kenapa neh sakit ke, sesak nafas ke, ok ke awak neh???
dia:: takde la saya stim
aku:: SNORT gelakkkk ala vavi
dia:: eh kejap eh, ada orang datang (LETAK TEPON TERUS)
ps: SUMPAH dia bunyik macam orang sesak nafas!!! AKU tak tipuuu
pss:: LAWAK laaa SEJARAH baru!!!
psss:: aduhhssss..... *INSAF*
pssss:: baru berlaku 5 min yang lalu *segar daru ketuhar*
ps: Adib is my niece
pss: I felt bad OK!!
ADIBBBB -cantik- takut datuk bau ehh....
this moment is where drug is needed, I hardly control myself, the only thing I'm capable doing right now is mildly drugging myself and writing, this is the only ways how I can control myself now, Its Maghrib, and its a good time to fight and I'm shivering, teeth gritting and fingers clacking just to control my anger, too many danger's around me, too many things that made me hurt myself, I can easily hurt myself even with this strip of Panadol. What happen, I'm not usually like this, why? Is there anything I've been hiding ever since, that makes me out of my mind, rage is blobbing, I plop down 3 tablets of whatever pills, I can't remember, my legs are cold, and my nose is flushing liquids -
I'm chatting currently, maybe this is also part of anger-theraphy that I'm trying on, if I let myself loose not doing anything I can just do-me-bad in any time, yes Im concious at this moment of time, should I call him, or IM him just to say hi, urgh maybe this is a bad time, scared I'll barf out the impossibilities at him, this is a mess, I'm clueless....
is that hard not butt off from me?? Is it painful when no one upgrade themselves with bucket full of info about me?? Do you religiously need to ask everyone around about my job? my activity? who I'm dating? Why why why??? I'm no one, does my failure spice up your life or does my success is your problem??, does everything about me have to be perfect?
When I said I don't have any driving licence, does that make your evening better? I didn't live under your shelter, I don't hang around with U, no no no I choose my life to be like this, so what if I'm a kindergarten teacher that only earn more than I should, so what?? This is my life, this is my freedom, this is passion, why why?? is it a joke if I'm not a full time Int. Architect... At least I'm not jobless and I got my job by myself not someone who knew my parent, though I can do that in a snap...
People this is FREEDOM, this is LIFE this is what I enjoy doing, UNTIL when??? until forever if I want to, I spend and live the way I'm afforded, it's cool..
Don't bother who I'm dating with, that's my friend... that is MINE, best is MY CHOICE, if he is someone live in a shabby torn shack, who cares, if he got pimple with studded all around his face NO NO NO don't u freaking CARE, it's out of my control if I'M DATING someone can afford to buy me diamond and pearls monthly..so what! This is me, I do whatever that I'm pleased to do.. Even its an eyesore for U, but for me is OK, bug off if U saw me playing hide and seek or play pretend with my nieces, they are mine! and it's fun... and if U happen to know that SEX is my part of my passion, don't u care too!!
If u really care or really wants to butt in, simply ask how am I doing, that's more than BETTER!!..
ps:: doesn't mean u r entitle to be my RELATIVE u can, relatively interfere in my LIFE
pss: If I know what is SEX, U don't have to bother getting your nose into my LIFE and try to talk about it to me
psss: If U live in a boring life, doesn't mean everyone have too~ SIMPLE as that!
pssss: NO, I'm not angry,
psssss: I'm annoyed
it's our brand new member its a 'Lobster'?? Its odd to call Udang or Prawn. makes all nyummypss:: feel free to suggest any names for our LOBSTER
They had fun, ME too *cleaning* huh? We used arm rest + tissue + plastic beg as PLATE-- we are DIRTY...
by Aunt and Niece - while we were discussing about LOVE-SEX-BOYS our hands are occupied doodling artsI'm sick - I'm not hypochondriac nor physically ill, but I guess I'm mentally shaken, since I've moved in this xs room in this 8-roomed-5baths-house, this is the given room for me, where I sleep, write, read, change and :)) eheheh the room captured the best scenic compare to my studio sized bedroom, and accompany with the serenading sound from the man made waterfall - but
I'm sick, life wasn't that promising here, about from the multi wall cladding super sized flat screens that can be transformed to become a mattress ehehe it's huge !! The bed is way too smaller than average for me *I think its a day bed* the pillow and EVERYTHING wasn't just right for me, my desktop is not around, I can't survive on this Vaio-chic-rubyred-intelcentrino-yadayadayada, hell yeah I can survive on this lap if I were only to do Myspace and Mp3, the keyboard is not comfy enough for me to do my write up even CYBERSEX was not comforting! Life has change ever since, worst when I doesn't have the access to my channel 733, I miss Jon and Kate and their family!! ouch It's sould bearing life I've been thru ::: I'm flexible at some point but this is way too long for me that its affecting my health and I'm affected, there are some bad reaction that happen to me :::
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ps: I'm not somewhere called AMAZON/ JUNGLE/ IRAQ
pss: I'm not one of the LANDSLIDE'S VICTIM *aminnnn*
psss: I'm ME
pssss: Writer's block, SUMPAH scary!!!
U:::: i suka baca hasil penulisan u
so lovely and adorable, u selalu buat pasal cite apa
I::::: Tq, true story
U:::: erm...nanti i baca u punya story k
I::::: it meant no to be read
U:::: Y???
I:::: let it be just like that
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ps::: it was there best just like that even b4 U
pss:: no one read about this, and one know it is best to be admired from far, just like 'her'
recognize me,?? remember me::: Im the one :
In my black cardigan, blue T, wide leg jeans, overly accessorized Crocs
feeding porridge to the youngest girl among others
I was the one with the stroller, others clad around my waist, telling me how much they love me and no one to be compared too,keep on calling my name as attention is always needed..this and that is never apart
yes yes yes I was the one who distribute orders and differentiate those spicy and non-mayo to them while exchanging hello on my pinkie Iphone
no it's not your fault to play 'Guess Who' and one of the card is ME ME ME : the young looking mother with 4 children. Amazing ahhh !! I thought so too
I will never wrap myself behind those big baggy outfit or hide myself behind those big pillars with signboard hang to it just to camouflage the idea young-children ahahah I'm proud to accessorized myself with this bunch of 'annoying' 'brat' - they are part of me
no u'll never notice me when I'm with this wheel chair bounded nenek, explaining to her I'm around nenek! no no no I'm not buying those but I'm having this perhaps :)))
silly U to silly me when U know I'm with my mom doing the grocery, yes she is my mum and I owe her more than the bills and boxes of bag - I wanted to let go and be clad around hand twisted,waist hugging with the man I'm hungered for but sometimes I failed when I remember she is the one who hand held me when the drugs had taken over me, and when I realised men wasn't my everything and desire is yet to be controlled (I sounded bad eh)
I agree last weekend when U called, the 'Shall we go for a dance' was laid off because I'm too tired juggling house chores and domestic errands (3 silly maids who can't differentiate between Hand Wash and Machine Wash is bad enough, I work hard for my FCUK's and those Marc Jacob's need to be dust free duhhhh) I'm sorry to U and to my newly bought LBD for not able to strut them in the plastic-neon-disco-lighting and It wasn't your hip that slip through the slit of my LBD when James Ingram serenade the room.. Sorry sorry
is baju Kelawar consider sexy to U???, those night when I'm too tired to do my suspender belt, my bustier is too uncomfortable due to the snacking done by the girls and me, I felt bad to explain yet still able to tell U ''Under this KELAWAR, is NOTHING, U tahu tak''- ever thought of that???
yessss I'm the one next to U when you only left Rm1 while u dated me....the idea of meeting me is just enough for U
U U U U U, remember when we sang together, those lovely 'JUST ONCE'?? every evening before those table are shaken with our endless vibration...
U hate me aren't U? because it wasn't the :: BEST SANGAT , instead ::OK, CAN BE IMPROVED eheheheh sorry wasn't that adventurous and why not 3some ahahah...
I miss U, not wishing u around but I miss U, the fact that I can call U up when u @ mamak and say "Can U come home I'm hungry for U" - no there was no feeding-each-other scene to be publicized but U remember while we are all out for seafood, I did touched U under the table.. ahhaah my bad sorry...
p.s::pointless
pss:seriously though u've gone, the 'rough rider' of U still in my memory,It's raw isn't it when it was a full blown up till my tummy hurt, can't imagine in front of the door ~ 'nyummy golden rain'
psss:i'm not always like this (ye la tuhhhhhhhhhhh)
psss:Maria Ozawa was 'invited' too ahahahah
pssss:ask me again and I'll answer U.....
just finished Raya Prayer, hit off to mamak for Roti Canai Telur, and I did say Selamat Hari Raya to all the Mamakians, no no no no this children is not motherless, the mother ordered Nasik Dagang/Minyak for Hari Raya, but they choose to enjoy the Raya with Mamak food, and hell ya it was enjoying since everyone dressed up and family-gathered at the restaurant, festively enjoying their morning canai and such with the other's ah haaaaaaa Shah Alam, SELAMAT HARI RAYA.. no I'm about to continue my sleep, I barely open my eyes (due to the late nite's hangover with Affendy,exchanging sexual thought on the raya eve, doesn't hurt though) during the raya khutbah (with the AC and the downpour)
I was awaken with my niece's laughter due to the shrieking Pak Imam's voice when he recites takbir raya.. It was hilarious he sounds like he choked on himself ROLF!!!...
I will sleep and become very ego-maniac, potato couch, and will eat constantly and moderately today!!!..I will read and sleep and eat and chat and do nothing, I choose not to mix and mingle with my relatives, they are here recently and obviously their BAD ATTITUDE RELIGIOUSLY TAG ALONG them.. ah ha shall not waste my time to be polite or giving my honesty towards their ear-tearing comment about the idea of me being happily swinging and the irrelevant of me being a teacher when I deserved to be an INTERIOR ARCHITECT, carrying A0's under my armpit hahahah pssfftttt (I don't want to sadden them up with my OK-YES-TQ-ONLY answer right!, its polite yet mind eating answer,) I'm not in the mood to argue, sorry dearies cousins I don't discuss about my own ass-smacking-lifestyle on hari raya, come onnnnn it's RAYA!!!!
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ps::honesly the ORANG MINYAK movie does turn me ON- The satan's tanduk (horn) remind me of ingrown PENIS...
pss::seriously BOOK and BED are needed NOW NOW NOW....
psss::the boys @ Masjid was extremely INVITING with their kain pelekat-pin striped Baju Melayu arrrrrrrr let's do it in the attic!!
(U)
turning into a boy, or am I growing penis here, or is he turning into a GIRL??...why eh?? because
I ripped out someone's virginity, I held his hand, I called him sayang, we talked (he called), we went out and smile and snap pic ... and at the end I said, this isn't working out for us, maybe we should stop and think back what have we done to 'ourself' owh yeahhhhhhhhh --- and I've started all over again,
ps:: 100th post!!! weehee wee hoooo
where ChicSu and Enie is needed most of the times~ (I'm blurred and I'm clueless)
I talk about this with my buddies and even my mum all the times, eh what happen when U know that someone that is lovely-lovable and suddenly ~ ok I'm too silly too discuss this on board..it's about his *nahh not ex's* it's bigger than that...
p/s:::Awhhhh so sad, maybe I need to let this train off, for a less than perfect train
pss:::eheheh it's funny this SATUMALAMBERDIRI turns out very stressful and scary!!!
psss:I bet Madonna faces the same issue as me too
pssss:Will update this soon, lemme find the right words to post 1st (tricky)
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he makes the perfect bf, u are wrong he is not!!!
if u feel we are a cute partner-to-be nahh doesn't work that way...
if u think he is matured enough to make decision, well maybe yes mostly no
he is interested because I can do head job and hand job * and that is what he is lacking of*
since his virginity is raped by ME *as he wish* and since I'm in the mood of ripping up, and this man-eating creature is craving for some xpanding hot dog, why not! it's been a long time I had not taste something so raw and bla bla bla ....so lets get back to it..
as dates and call and whatever that bond-able for us, and friends and family members address us for a 'cute couple' 'best friends' 'soul mate' heh TAIK MU!!! none is close, he might be the best looking chaps I've dated for this month but wasn't the 'IT' one for this friendship/relationship. Well well well we've tried our hardest to please our cock's and pussy's but it almost down the drain, maybe maturity is the leakage factor or maybe we wasn't 'click' enough to make up the do's and don't.
Well off 'U' go sunny!! I'm not the kind of person who shout and scream whenever things doesn't stand up the way I wanted to, Im more to - ok bye NEXT, pls!!!
I'm hunting, yes I'm....eheheheheh
it's hard when people are attracted to u based on yr body part (ahahah) boobs, hand, butt, nose, eyes and so much more, when u can kiss better, when u can do the hand job, when u have the talent to 'pop' when do the head job ahahah, those can be the main reason why people choose to date u... arghhh it wasnt the all-I-want-thing-y all the time, sometimes its a good way to boost my self-esteem, bla bla bla but if its too often its becoming an annoyance, its irritate me it becoming an allergy to me, when someone will effortlessly drive all the way from tuhan je tahu ceruk mana just to meet me, and at the end of the day its my boob its the final destination.. urgh whats the point.. ok ok ok im taking the advantage to since my driver resigned i do need a free ride too to buy my fav book, to go to my fav eating spot- it's free + someone will be next to you holding yr hand...... kissing and bla bla bla at the end of the day its all seems so fake and fucktard ..
p.s - keep hunting ahahahaha
ader something fishy that is happening currently! he he he, very2 suspicious, am I about to burst the bubble? pop the balloon? Macam ada satu kekantoian yang amat hebat spt 'BIG BANG' he he he aku suka neh ala ala thriller....
p/s:: nanti aku hapdet lagi - kita saksikan (kalau ada laaaa)
