Like finally, I've changed my layout and of course my song too. And I'm so proud of myself for spending my whole day at home; searching for a suitable layout at blogskins.com, songs to put in, checking my pathetic Friendster and his Myspace. Oh-oh. I just remembered that I've not send in my resume to Tumble Tots. [be right back] Ok, back.

Oh and yes, Fishball getting his pay end of the week. And I have to accompany him buy MP4. Sometimes he really makes me irritated. First he said he wants the Creative MP4, yesterday he said he feels like buying iPod nye brand. Pelik, full-stop.

I can't wait for first of May. Ham's birthday and she's having a barbeque at Pasir Ris. I so miss her much. Can't wait, can't wait.





Boredom just makes me worried. Worried on what's the upcoming plan, cause I really looking forward to it. Linda is inside my ever-messy room, snoring away in her dreamland; while I, infront of this MacBook Pro Apple laptop. Blogging away when I could simply lie on the comfy bed and sleep. And yes, brother didn't mandi before he left house. He said he'll be out only awhile. But still!

And so, I edited Fishball's Friendster profile. Just the "Who I Want To Meet" part. Reason: I'm jealous because girls keep on viewing him despite his pathetic primary photo. But he's my Ashton Kutcher ok! Well, I'm thinking of setting his profile private. But, nevermind. I'll make him do it.

Anyway, someone stalked on Linda and I yesterday. I mean, just now, as in early in the wee hours around three a.m. He saw us at Macdonald's and followed us to my block which is just a distance from the Admiralty Place, by car. We didn't notice actually. But I noticed when I wanted to spit out of my window when I saw that fucking familiar car that the driver waved at us a moment ago. So I told Linda and she was like, WTF! I threw a small packet of cheeseballs out the window. After a few minutes or so, the car left.

Surprisingly, my maid told me that there's a note left outside my house when we got back from Macdonald's again for our breakfast, with the cheeseballs that I threw down. Yes, really. And and and you want to know what the note says? I'm starting to laugh my ass now.


He sounds like a desperado, stalking on us. Eww, disgusted. And I wish I could just pray that he won't come and stalk us again and I'm imagining things. Imagining that he'd just kidnap and rape or whatever. God, please help us. Especially me, cause he knows my house! Grrrr!





And so he has started work with Mr Dagu. If not, he'll still be working at that Singapore Post with unsuitable pay. Don't get me wrong, we're not back together. After separating for two years, I do feel regret. I know I shouldn't ask for it. But advantages and disadvantages do have. I'm glad that he changed for the better.

Met Aanis yesterday after a-long-while-didn't-meet. He offered me a job but sadly, Fishball didn't allow. But I don't care, I need a fast-cash job to pay my $700 bill and for the KL trip. Look, we always fight even about the slightest thing in the world. But thank God we never fight about money. As Aanis was saying, the pay is quite reasonable, at a rate of $7.50 per hour. Every two weeks pay, not bad right?


And yes, we were just building sand castle in the air. What a great three days, two nights stay at that kind of housing estate. Not to mention, Linda is drinking red wine in that video. Ouh, I soo miss them, especially Linda and Ira. And by the way, sorry Epul for not attending your wedding day.





Seoul Garden-ed supposedly with Doink and friends. The headache was unbearable, so call it off. Thank god Fishball is over at my place to take care of me. And yes, we slept early at 9pm right after we ate.

Fishball can fit into my pants; my Dickies, my skinny-fit jeans, my short-short pants. Am I fat or what? I've changed my hp back with him. Ouh, gerek pe pakai flip phone. Woohoo.

The retard uncle is making a hell noise since morning. And I can barely sleep. But thank god that he shuts up the moment he saw me. Yes, he's scared of me. It's been the whole day straight he's been shouting like a mad guy an I don't know why. I seriously don't know. He broke a lamp and yes, he'll get a scolding from mum when mum comes home next 2 months. Hopefully mum bought me some clothes since I really don't have any.

KL trip next month. And over to MIzi's place at Johor. Thinking of shopping but since mum's coming back the next week, I'd rather shop with mum than to use my own money. =)





On time for Her Doink Dead Prada the moment we reach. And yes, I know how much they hate it when they saw me. Who cares? Like he said, "Fuck the world."

Four days straight out with Fishball. Tomorrow, I mean later, will be the fifth day. Yani was super duper happy seeing him. And yes, he put Yani to sleep the night before Yayan's engagement. Fishball supposed to meet his skate friends at Bedok North but he said he's tired due to the gig as his excuse to escape from them, just to meet me. Ha ha. And and and he lied again, to Siddiq. Supposed to play sepak takraw yesterday night. But instead, you know I know la. Ha ha.

People been saying that we look alike. Is it true? First it was Ameer, when I was Secondary 3 I guess. And now his skate friends say the same thing too. I don't know. I still don't see the look-alike in us.

My aunt keep on asking me about Fishball. Whether we're still friends or not, why are we not seeing each other any more and that kind of questions. My uncle, asked Faizal himself while he was helping with the engagement thingy. Ha ha. And and and my uncle wants me to marry Fishball. Awww. Oops, not ready yet.




See, he has nothing to do but to disturb me and Faizal.