Can't be bothered by these kind of people. Disappointed, yes. Let me tell you this, you are not a good liar. Trust me, you will be at the losing end in times to come. Faizal and I don't entertain shits. Don't you notice something different in your friendship? It's so sad if you don't.

I know it is obviously Faz's or Mizi's idea. But seriously, we don't give a fuck about it. Cause obviously, they're plain cowards. I recall to the day Zanaria busy lingering in my MSN, trying to talk things.

Zanna: she does wanna talk to you when u guys meet up.

Ya right, Missy K-po. Like I've said, you only know how to open your big mouth. :)
Anyways, we don't lose anything if Faz were to have that kind of attitude. Tak leh terima, cakap. Jangan berdiam diri.




Enough of "FRIENDS".
Beloved Aunt is back in Singapore. I didn't know until Mother messaged me, without flight details. Search through the net for Qatar's flight schedule. She bought me Elizabeth Taylor's perfume, Kenzo bath soap and yet to open the few luggages. Off to Faizal's place to sleep over since I was dead bored. Got to know my cousins came over, shites!

Anyways, Mother send another hundred dollars cheque and hundred dollars cash. Yes, with a note of course. Abang, you can take that cash so I don't have to transfer you any. Heh.

After work, Transformers at Tampines. Silly Apit messaged me the outcome the moment he finished watching the sneak preview. CCB! Babies, 6th July. Jangan paitao!


Some people think I give a shit. Actual fact, I don't.

I do give a shit anything happens to my fellow friends. I do give shit anything happens to my family. I do tend to be a busybody on what people were talking about. I will be there, eavesdropping on each and every word that came out from their mouths.

I don't give any shits to anyone that I've known from outer space. I don't give any shits to anyone that holds the tittle "Faizal's ex-girlfriend". Cause each ex-girlfriend of his is just history and I don't bother about it. I know Faizal is the one for me and he knows that I'm the one for him. Thus, we are back together.


Sani called me in the middle of the night despite that I'm having my shower. He called for the second time to a happy tone. I could tell that he was damn happy for us surprising him with a gift. Thanks to:
- Rais, for the gift.
- Rais's gf, for wrapping the gift.
- Ihsan, who accompanied me.
- myself, for making it happen.

The days were just the past. Pictures fade away, memories stay. All of us are busy with our own lives. Yes, I do miss those days when we met up. Late night ridings, though rain or shine. Esplanade, Yishun Dam, Tanjung Rhu, Geylang, so on. Miss everything of it. Meet up soon!

Girlfriends, not forgetting you. In fact everyone is busy with our own lives. MIss you more than anything. Bitch session soon ok babies.



After Sani's place on that Saturday, I asked Ihsan to send me to East Coast since my paternal side is having picnic. I was glad to meet the uncles and aunts and cousins, and nieces and nephews. Filled with laughters. Oh Abang, Wak Aden asked me to remind you this:
"Abang, $10,000."
Cikek. Haha. Boyfriend also having chalet at East Coast. At first boyfriend asked me to tag along. But I remind him, "your father is not like my uncle". I basically know him very well now. I know to the fact that he doesn't like his sons bringing the girlfriends to family gatherings, like this one. I was on the bike upon reaching the carpark when Nadiah SMS-ed me, but no thanks. I know your father ok Nad.

Met Boyfriend at Burger King and he told me he totally wants to ask me come over to the chalet since his cousins brought their boyfriends. But nevermind, I enjoyed my day with my family. No worries, I've met them anyways. :)


I guess I should be doing my work now, but my tray's almost empty.



Oh, before I forgot to remember. Happy Fathers' Day to all fathers especially:
- My dearest uncle, Bajuri.
For being the father since I'm two.
- Faizal's father, Nasir
For being the second father since I'm fourteen.
- My own father, Danuri.
For being always by my side.





The first picture by bf's handphone.

I'm blogging with my boyfriend's own handphone. Yes, yes! Took a day off today just to spend time with boyfriend since can't really enjoy the weekends with him. The father always talk to me, putting sense into my brain. I've decided, nursing. Full-stop. Anyways, learn that some people just trying to fit in. I don't know, it's just the way she reacted. Ok, no comments actually.

Sani is being good to me, no longer calling me "biol". Now he calls me "bdk kecik". Haha. Yeah, another last minute plan to JB. I think it was way faster the other day coz he was on constant speed of 165km/hr throughout the journey. From Woodlands Checkpoint to BKE to SLE, CTE and back to PIE.


Ohhhh people, I've changed my number. Do take note. But, to play safe, please do still keep the previous num as well.


I have exactly two weeks of waiting. Yes, I'm buying a new handphone.

Boyfriend is making me jealous every now and then, eversince he bought the handphone yesterday at Suntec PC Fair. And he bought a DVD Player the moment Hadi showed him.
"Tunggu kan Abg Hadi beli, next year pon tk beli."
Cabbed back to his place, asked the father to fix and with the help from Hadi. Voila, Nadiah and Rafidah were sitting down watching.

Ohhhh yes, my days for this week will be a splendid.

• Wednesday, sleeping over at boyfriend's place.
• Friday, sleeping over at boyfriend's place again. (maybe)
• Saturday, barbeque pit with the families.
• Sunday, some plan with Rais. (secret)

But certainly, I'm waiting impatiently for end of the month. Thanks eh.




Ok, retrack on the previous weeks.
I had dinner with Gebu Manis of Foxtrot, hanging out at Upper Seletar Reservoir. Sani didn't even know where this place is and he keep on calling on where to fetch me. Funny thing is, he kept on asking how to go to my place.

Ais and I had planned smoothly for this Sunday, hopefully it turns out well. We've been planning it since last month. Can't wait, can't wait.


I had my weekdays spent nicely.

• I had a chauffeur picking me up from work for two consecutive days.
• I had a dinner treat by Rais.
• Went to Boyfriend's place just to lend my Ez-Link to Rafidah.
• Simpang night with Sharifee.
• Bitching session with Ira.

Cramps, cramps, cramps. Yes, I had my menses and it's torturing me. I can feel the blood oozing out from my P***. I had a hard time walking from Office to Pantry to Smoking Corner and back to Office. I can't concentrate on my work and I swear this is my first encounter. KNNCCB.

Contemplating on going for my ex Finance Manager's birthday treat due to the menstrual cramps. I so hate it much, it's unbearable.


I WILL NEVER
FORGET 31 MAY 09
AND WILL NEVER
WEAR A TANK TOP
TO RIDE ON BIKES



He is the reason.

I agreed to the idea of going JB with him late that night. He called saying that Woodlands Checkpoint is heavily congested and thinking of going for Tuas Checkpoint. Another reserved tank on the way and make a turn at Jurong. Got lost in Jurong West in search of a petrol kiosk and were in deep relief after seeing Caltex logo a distance away. And off to Malaysia.

I've heard stories about people releasing their "ghostly pets" around there and I swear I hold on to the bike's tank just to make myself closer to Sani. The place is pitch dark, with huge trees by the roadside. Made a turn at Gelang Patah and off again to the dark road, trying to avoid any ghostly experience and hope the reserved oil is enough before reaching the petrol kiosk.

He purposely rode fucking twohundredfortykilometresperhour after the Malaysian custom, on the bridge linking to Singapore. Sumpah I felt like I was about to fall off the bike and I couldn't imagine if I were to really jatuh. Thank God the bridge is quite short for that kind of speed and eventually he slowed down.

What an experience and I am not ready for that. Furthermore I'm wearing a tank top, can you imagine how it looks like with that kind of air pressure.





Anyway, I've dyed my hair with the Henna bought at Mustafa Centre before the trip to Tuas.
It turns out to be a nice colour and a soft touch (thanks to L'oreal).