British Pound Salary

Happy Eid Mubarak specially for all Muslim & also non muslim that enjoy the joyous celebration. This year it appear to me not-so-awesome festive. Perhaps when you grow up you'll lose the fun bit by bit (not to mention being a zombie deserted on swine-land) Some says do not whine when life gives you a big fat lemon. Afterall the urge to scribble something in your brain is unstoppable. I bet we are all created with tiny space of natural temparament of whining in cerebral cortex. I was really trying to have fun. Despite of partially eligible for Eid token nothing awesome hoverin' around. Its juz crime thoughts keep on troubling me with clashing decipher. At the end of the day, I just sat on the edge of my bed having blur visions & ransom voices killing my auditory. Perhaps I should start oblige myself with wisdom thingy. I always find it difficult to laugh now than couple of month ago. Seriously, the course of getting excitement had been a bad add math formula (which I regard as extremely head-achin'). Realizing that I left my fantastic happiness back in my school life, it turn up to be perpelexing adulthood life. That's really true about grown up wish on "resistant to ascending age". Lord, I'm having the same wish too. Sometime you just wish you're just a kid while a kid who do not know anything about trouble. I just wanna be a kid that so innocent bout this life and never gonna care how complicated life can turn up to be. Its quite emotional ryte (laughing at myself). Now the most used vacab is "tedious" and my objective of life had been concealed by the greed of being a corporate lady, specifically a supreme HR director with British Pound salary. Its quite exageratting but I can promise all, I'll be the most tedious person ever as I start indulging myself with tactical and strategic views. I learn to develop my own principal & believes. I would like to change the old fashion way of being the top people. I will..

Damn Cell Phone

To begin with, it was really a fucked up day..these few days i have unpleasant feeling bout more than dozen stuff in my head. I'm ahead of my own decipher, sometimes you don't wish it to happen but it did happen somehow. So everyday is like a deja vu. Anyway, life is pretty messed up with work. Yesterday was the worst day ever, proving that I'm ahead than my thought. I left my cell in d office so I only have my another cell which acted up at eleventh hour. There goes my stupid Samsung phone, frm LRT station all the way home d phone wasn't working. It showed "searching" on the screen. Couldn't make any calls nor send text messeges. I'm pretty pissed with d idiotic signal detection. I mean, I'm in KL afterall not somewhere in the middle of jungle. So, I smashed the phone and officially couldn't be used anymore (burghhh stupid cellphone). That wasn't the end of the story, because I only have 10 cent to make a call using public phone. It was sooooooooooooooo embarassing and shucks I didn't know how to use those lined up phone booth..(damn). Life is not fun anymore,wish I cud just fly away to Mauritious and stay ther like forever!

Ramadhan Day 1,2,3,4...

I've just deleted a post (accidentally) so I have to re-write again. Happy Ramadhan to all Muslims all over the world. Basically my first day of Ramadhan I spent throughly in the office trying to be an HR (seriously). It was a pain in the ass for the first day fasting and some people doing me frenzy. The best thing to describe my "parcel issue". Man that was really iritating, not to mention I held my breathe for 2 minutes and being laughed by crazy bitches and trolls a really big fat trolls. Perhaps they don't do decent thing (shame). The cooling period wasn't that easy for me. Yeah, practically I just bite my tongue..cont biting it until I feel like the damn sun burning my skin and there's a bacterium eating my brain cells. There it goes, I spent my 5 minutes walk to LRT station throwing my veng with bad vocabs (knowing me..hmm). I was being radical for the entire evening just because of a stupid singular-plural thingy. When I think about it again and again..that was me being lame over simple stupidity. (not to mention d part...screw them get hit by a lorry). I was mean when I cursed too much. So, gonna shut for a moment and good..here come another chunky gift,,I was having a bad fever on my second day of Ramadhan. Swear to god, my head gonna blow like atomic particles. (pessimals). I was actually on leave but things going upside down and it turn up to be my worst two days of Ramadhan.

Yeah, I went frenzy these few days because

1. I cannot have my Starbuck

2. I cannot have Burger King for lunch

3. My health is damn crucified

Tell ye what, fever during Ramadhan is soooo not cool. You'll get dehydrated and end up being an octopus lying on bed. However, on this holy month I'm expecting the bless and blithe frm the almighty. Just wish this Ramadhan end up good and bring cherish to everybody regardless of what religion they are.

I miss him to death

That was rather controversial title but ultimately, yes I do. Lemme tell you a piece of my mind about him. The person that I can stand for years with, tho he's away somewhere across d globe but he seems close to something in my chest (we call it heart). Its like singing Jessica Jarrel song and that Bieber boy "so crazy is this thing we called love, now that we got it we just cnt give up"..hahah..sound too epic, to mushy corny cheesy cholestrol !!! Tell you what, today I feel like I miss him to death and eventually I feel like I wanna hear his guitar string playing song and his annoying questions like "do i care" that left some mark inside here (pointing to my lil amygdala) Seriously, when he's being awesome,I'm jealous wiv him. Every minutes dat he spent being awesome outthere, doing cool things I'm just glad and proud. (like going for social work and travel around..cool ain't it)..Those minutes turn up to be the moment that I wanted to have everyday.

Its been awhile since I've heard frm him and I just wish him to come back home and rockin my day again. Even tho if I were to be called slow for downloading his fav songs and I love to answer back to him annoyingly , thats the moment I love d most. When he's Chucky d blur and terrifying innocent, to a complete uncle who's maturity taught me bout life and to an insane grandpa who gonna nag and being "poyo" bout some things. It turn up to be the best thing I ever think of..(I'm so dead if he read this..lol..sorry XXXXX...I exposed you a bit).. quick, leave Cambodia already..I'm kindda bored and almost a dead zombie here,,huhu..Someone across d globe!

Don't Mess With Novel Lover

The effervescent of reading novels had been running in my vein since I was a little me. Do you know the feeling of getting into the power of words? Its amusing, novels taught me how to imagine things without seeing it. There were points where you just couldn't wait to flip to next pages and there's a vibes of emotional engagement with the storyline. As for me, thriller & horror will always be my prime choice. Once you flip d first page you won't be able to get up anymore because d churning of getting to d end. (like I skipped meals for novels). However, I realized that not everyone can bare sitting and staring at the 10 point fonts even for 5 minutes. I remembered d last time I talked to someone from d bus station, and dat person kindda annoyed me because he talked non-stop bout things dat only on his sides of interest. I was just cursing inside my head wishing d brag cud stop just for once. Just imagine, he talked about nonsense way of sitting and how you should treat your feet in lukewarm water which happened to be in plastic basin only. Urgh..1 hours for that, I'm sorry d next day I stepped out from dat bus station and avoided his daffy speeches. Afterall he's a stranger and I prayed to god please make him stay away frm me.

The thing dat make me furious is that, at that time I was half way reading my "Twisted Wing-Ruth Newman" and d guy asked me "Best sangat ke baca buku cerita macam itu?". What he was trying to say is that what so good about reading that kind of books and he started to brag bout facts and everything. I told him, this is my passion, it gave me the sense of excitement and I can tell you that my home now is like a mini library, Ken Follet, Sidney Sheldon, Peter James, Keith, Steig Larson..etc they all sat happily on the bookshelves. Suddenly my adrenaline started to kick with fury as he said those books doesn't expose any moral values. That was the most idiotic and sophomoric statement I ever heard. It was rather shallow and he claimed that its better to read motivational books. Name me any motivational books?? C'mon I read Tony Buzan's, Chicken Soup For The Soul, I'm OK you're OK..(that was d lame move of a stranger, when you dunno ppl just don't brag too much)..I was laughing hard inside my intestine knowing that "you just don't know me".

I tell him what, the reason people writes because there are people who reads. The reason why they create such storyline because they want to get readers to imagine and if he wants moral of the story I tell yeh, only real readers can pick up things to learn. That's why I said earlier, I learnt through novels. I guess just don't mess with novels lover because we care bout what we like. We think what we do is awesome!

Childhood !

Sometimes you felt that you're so close with your dream,,like you can smell the savory color in a wingspread but sometimes there were just too many images and its overlapping each other. In the the vision that we captured was blur. Let me share something about dream, as it can come in many ways. At some point you don't even know that you're dreaming (how's that??). This peculiar thing that we called dream can be real if we knew the secret of making it real but ultimately not all of them can step their feet in your life. There still some..some that waiting to be unveiled. (Pffft start to be corny again). I'm pretty sure every childhood life happen to be different. As for mine, its not different but weird instead. When you're young the biggest possibility of you having your own circle is big. Afterall, kids are those who fond to make friends. You know why?Because when you're just an innocent toddler you still don't know complicated reasoning. You don't have to worry about human being honesty, sincererity and you don't have to bother the term strangers. It was like your world is a plain canvas with never a dark spot and you have fun coloring it. Until you grow up and found out the plain canvas was filled with almost everything and thats the starts of misery.

However, its not d time to talk bout misery,,I wanna talk about my weird childhood that color my life..lol..I was really ethusiastic bout writing and books. I started writing my first poem when I was 7 and my first english book was when I was 3 years old. I love books damn much but I wasn't really into my study thing. I love exploring the unknowns ..weird ain't it..but i love reading..

Hey gotta go 1st...work waiting...

This is my recent activity..wandering in KL city wiv my girlfriends (photo taken by ima at May Tower Residence)

Raising Fund

Its been awhile and we're not talking bout few days but months, man I miss blogging like freaking much but time never permit me to do so. Poor d tickling clock, I never have time to start breathing. I've been involve with loads of fantastic things. I help out in raising fund for the kids through UNICEF and we got our go green caimpaign and that's awesome. Above of all, Discover Race is most triumph event ever! I've been givin all out and its really a fun day!! I really like the time we spend out buying materials across the town and end up with absurds finding and I like the time we all sit together making flags for the race. This is probably d experience that we can never learn from books (seriously).

It was really a busy and tiring day back there but equals to so much thing that I've learnt. I guess its worth it. Before I escape the hectic day, I'd like to make an announcement which already 3 weeks due..lol..I had turn 22! big thanks to Chucky because he made it to wish me before the actual day :) I love you damn much!! and ...and..I made it to watch Harry Potter!It was really a day because I went to watch d movie with my lil bro and LUCKY us..dat was d last sit for us!!thank god..We're almost cursing when d flashing light showed that the room is full...but dat our damn fuckin lucky day..and yeay but sad it was d last episode of HP :(..wonder if there any following movie for Albus Severus Potter !!!see ya gotta go virtual world

Working Life May to June so far

HEY ALL!! seriously I've been as busy as ever. Offices work & everything make my world goes upside down and even back ad forth for a while. I miss blogging like super alot. Life has to go on no matter what happen. Even when you only have half life, you still gotta breathe easy with it (even if its not easy). Okay, I'm in workin life now, so most of my time I spent drilling ideas for training and I need to figure it out the missing pieces that my manager told me. I'm sticking out things together. Have you ever feel so helpless and you don't understand anything that the person said to you. You just stared but your mind wonder in the other world. "Loosing concentration" that happen because your mind is fully concentrated with thoughts..non-job related thoughts. Swear to god it kills.
That's what happen in daily life, you have tons of things, ultimately it switch on your mental disabilities. Sometimes, its funny when your manager said things and you cant figure it out any single thing that she said..its laughable. You have to frown millions time for the key words. Its totally different when I was in school. I understand what they say and I can do it. Seriously m in a big trouble. I hope my friend were doin okay..I miss the good old day. I miss Kuching! I feel like the piece of peace that I got in the past was from tht place. Here, back in KL you have 24 hour traffics. You feel like you wanna die when you sit for quite sumtime in the car waiting the traffic to be normal. Just praying, and it will never hppen..and everyday my best friend is Starbuck. Americano & Cream chips are my bestie here.
Worst come to worst when I loose track of "Chucky"...Shud I go to England???Hunt him down????I'm on a rocking ship..

Towards the last day in CAMPUS

Its not a hateful week after all, lol..changed of perception. Thanks to chucky, seriously i like his voice, diz time around i really2 like them :)..he played guitar very well. Pls god dun make me fall for him twice..hehe..if i cud have d whole nite just to listen to his singing, pls i rather not sleeping..thanks chucky, i love you damn much!thanks to mie too for loaning me her broadband. Yeah, I was supposed to buy one but, reckless me and my silly obsession over esprit..i've used it. I dun remember much bout how d money can be vanished frm my pocket. My piece of brain just cudnt let me think about it i gez..hahah..

I have 4 days to go before permanently leaving this school (university). Sad but i have to leave..for good. To my friends dat i known all ths time sake, u guys were awesome, to dewi , irene, deb, khad, marthya..u guys make me gay!!thanks to u i forget d time i need to cry cuz u guys gimme bunch of mirth. Thanks to mie, tim, aleng, kin and ida..for being marvellous to me, u huys are sewel forever :) thanks to Honda Getz for driving me to classes and givin me shelter for rainy day and taking me berfoya2 too..:D Thanks to my uni for giving me d best experience ever in my life. This is d last thing dat i wanna forget if i have to choose. Thinking bout those crazy 3 years, seriously i cudnt believe it has end. Climbing 3rd floors were just routine, going for jogging and stalking ashton and the foods. Tho it was rather stupid but, dats wat left in my temporal and frontal lobe. The defnition of fun.

Whatever You WAS a friend

Hey suppp...diz cud be d most hateful week ever. Seriously I dun wanna start braggin bout d nonsense. Somebody just poke my nerve anyway. She said

if u really care, u wouldn't have done or say such things. i thought that's how friendship works. don't just ignore everything when u know that it'll hurt others' feelings. I've seen enough my friend. u're doing it purposely. not to say that i'm d "good guy" here..just to let u know that i don't see any reasons why i deserved to be treated that way.

April 27 at 10:45pm

Well, dunno if i missed smth, but being a girl really complex. You need to think more than twice whether ur friends really did it purposely or not. My say is...if I were her, I'll let it go. How do u define maturity if u urself pretend dat ur friend does not exist and purposely make us look bad in social networking site. Dat was dumb jock (xcuse me for using it on girl). Honestly, m not a mean person but wen it come to this dozens of questions pop out in my head. I dun feel like looking at her face after all. She who thinks she value friendship dat much (i supposed) probably got smth wrong in her mind. A lil misunderstanding had spread into bigger cut wen her strangers friend mocking us. What was dat? matured? I dun think so, dat was rather being an asshole. I wasn't a bitch until d day she declare us (and me) as a bitch and bastards. Frankly, does she noe dat those dirty words was outta date. *shame!
Sometimes god gives us one brain because He know dat one brain had caused enough mess. I suggest she who declare herself victimized by bitches to use her brain. Frankly she need to learn self control. We never insult her in public as much as what she did to us and still dey wanted to call themselves matured??whoaa round applause. I was wrong judging d outer n inner of a book i guess. Perhaps its better to stop looking at the surface. Cmon you ain't no in masquerade party. You are d shallow retard thinker. Who never thought bout your deed over ppl. One who never being so thankful for all d friendship dat she had. She'd d one who never value hard time together. Sorry to say, you had wound my respect. I've seen enough too.
Especially when we all tolerate whatever she wanted to and she gave us shit start insulting us in public. No remorse knowing you but a remorse because you've shown ur color a bit late.
To friends outthere, appreciate your friend. Dun hesitate to ask why and seek for explanation. Dun just bluntly putting serious accusation. Seriously, I've started to loose respect to those friend of hers. They never know us and they will never were. Person like dat fit to be mousey on d ceiling or cockroaches clan. Spread ur diseases away! You're just a weird dumbass

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