~ Fugly

Image from zazzle.com

That exactly me right now. I think I just lost my sense of humor. Physically and mentally fugly.

I really have a lot of things to blog about instead of whining about my life. But those things need dedication.

I'm getting my life back on track. Once done, I'm hoping I could write some informative stuff. As for now, you pray for me. Thank you.

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How annoying that some people thought that get married is the cure of some diseases. Pimples, period pain, allergic, asthma bla bla bla. Effing bull!

Let see if marriage can cure AIDS.

~ The Random-ness

Don't you just hate it when, out of nowhere, your itchy hand clicks on Speidi's Furry Babies. And then five second later, you found yourself cursing, "like why on earth I click on that. WTF!"

Especially when you end up seeing this pic:

Oh, god. I cannot look at Spencer douchebag face. If you watch I'm A Celebrity..., you probably feel the same way as I do.

Seriously, what's wrong with us? As much as we fond into those people we like/admirer/crush we also couldn't help it but to get to know/interfere/gossip about those we hate or cannot stand. When it comes to celebrities, we read their stories and then oh-well sometimes blog about it. Hahaha...

Here's my confession:

I (unconsciously) did that to: Kim Kardashian, Miley Cyrus (don't laugh, SSS!!!), David & Victoria Beckham, Angie Jolie, Pete Wentz (lol...), and Fasha Sanda. WTF!!! And of course few others I can't recall now.

~ A Rockstar, A Pornstar or Employee of the Month?

Sekarang dah 8.10pm. I'm still at the office.

We are trying to secure bigger job. Trading saja tak cukup. So, it's a new thing. Pening and yet it's exciting. Tapi biasa lah, tender preparation sucks as hell. All those documentation, technical specification, safety analysis bla bla bla really pain in the ass la...

Yesterday someone posted a link @ Twitter about foreigner women who earn 100k per month doing prostitution here in Malaysia. Like WTF?!! 100k? Monthly? Suddenly my job sounds damn hard and the salary so damn sikit. Hahaha...

Good god, did I just blog with my deadline is so around the corner? Anyway, finger cross for this tender. All the best to us.

Time for me to finish the Safety Statistic. I promise I won't facebooking (yeah right!).

~ Vice Versa

How often that we wish:

~ Those who have time, would have more money.

~ Those who have money, would have more time.

In the perfect world, it happened.

~ Here Comes The Bride...

I'm really sorry. Someone (or more) definately will hurt by this entry.

Maybe, just maybe I'm not being such a good friend at the moment. Not understanding enough. Never been there. I'm too judgemental. This is probably the bridezilla moment that I never experience (or never will), so I don't know how it feels.

I get it. You stress out. Time's running out. I'm not helping it at all. And now I'm about to make it worse. But this is my side of story.

First of all, the fact that you're hiding your relationship from me because of "nak jaga hati" is total crap. You just hurting me more. And suppose the surprise engagement news would give the hella shock to me? You bet it is... Even if we don't really share boys and dating stories among us, doesn't mean that you should keep it as a secret.

You should just let me know so that we could quit whining together about no boys or no date etc... I don't mind being bitch about it alone. Now I feel like total loser.

And now I have to keep up with your wedding preparation stories, one after another. Probably I feel sick about it because I feel like I'm losing you soon. But I never expect this soon.

Yeah, and another lesson learned, whatever function, party, gathering, kenduri etc are only for single people. Or those who not yet having commitment. People like me are probably can make it all the time. Unless I choose not to. Not only I'm going to miss your companion, I'm going to miss your attendace all together. How nice!

Probably my dream of having a really small wedding is definately will come true. Who else going to available in next four or five years? Hello... like none!

I totally understand that once a friend moves on to a new life, her life will definately change dramatically. You are not the first time. But it's hurt knowing I'm out this soon. Even before you started. Or I just don't realized it yet. It suppose to be this way.

To my dearie girlfriend, all the best wishes to you. No longer I'm putting any pressure on you to hang out with me. It just that if you can't join next time, PLEASE do not use any of those (fiancee, wedding, preparation, tailor, bla bla) excuses, even if it is.

Just tell me you have to work overtime and we're good! Apparently, that's the only thing we both can understand each other. The only thing that I can understand at the moment.

Again, I'm sorry.

~ Lamebook.com

So, I can't access Facebook during office hour. Not. A. Big. Deal.


Especially since I've found this interesting website, lamebook.com


Overheard about it on Red.fm today and decided to check it. Effing hilarious. All the lame status posted on FB.


I really LOL-ed on this one:

Errr... sorry to hear that, Brandy?

And seriously cried when read this:

Any one know where I can download a life? Hahaha...

But won't be laughing at this:

DO NOT ADD YOUR BOSS, IDIOT!

Anyway, start posting your lame status on Facebook, who knows you might end up here. Just like the tagline "From Lame To Fame"

~ The Mistake

I just don't get it. Why the ultimate excuse will be:

"She's a mistake"

It is a mistake IF it only happened once. It is a mistake if that one time you lost your judgement. But how could that thing consider as A MISTAKE if it last for two years, for months or for such a long time.

You could undo typo error. You could correct the grammar mistake. But you can't undo the broken heart. The hurt.

It is not a mistake. It is a goddamn wrongdoing. You've been doing it all the time. Just say that you're sorry.

And now say your prayer.

~ Iklan Raya Ribena

Mungkin sebab Yasmin Ahmad dah meninggal (Al-Fatihah), raya tahun ni paling lack of iklan raya. So, Petronas recycle balik all her raya ads, tribute purpose la kot. Iklan baru maybe just TM and Astro. Yang lain-lain tak perasan.



Budget takde kot.



Takpelah daripada iklan tak bermoral Ribena. For goodness sake, perlu ke buat iklan dengan skrip budak cakap:



"Tolonglah jangan air sirap lagi..."



WTF okay! Budak-budak nowadays memang dah ungrateful, demanding, spoilt, mengada-ngada, jangan la dijadikan contoh lagi as if perbuatan tu ok. Tak ok langsung. So, your house is suppose to be "ada kelas" kalau hidang Ribena, tapi jangan biar budak-budak ikut adab tak berterima kasih tu.



Air sirap ok apa!



Kalau air minum pun dah demanding macam tu, duit raya apatah lagi. Sebab tu tahun ni I've decided tak bagi duit raya kat budak-budak (read: sebenarnya takde budget).



Berapalah nilai yang patut diberi sekarang? RM 1 like so cheapskate. RM 2 macam tak berbaloi. RM 5 macam dah banyak sangat and RM 10 like... ok, where's your house again?



So, berapa nak bagi. Kalau tak budak-budak tu yang ungrateful (mesti dah familiar dengan case where budak-budak bukak sampul and cakap tang tu jugak, "seringgit je?"), parents diorang especially mak yang pertikaikan.

True story:

Uncle Jim Carrey bagi Dora The Explorer dua sampul. Lepas tu mak dia Auntie Victoria Beckham pun bukak la sampul lepas Uncle Jim blah. Ini conversation yang terjadi:

Dora: Mum... (bagi sampul)
Auntie V: Siapa bagi? (sambil bukak sampul)
Miss Taeyong: Uncle Jim tadi
Auntie V: Dia bagi seringgit je. Apalah Uncle Jim kau...
Miss Taeyong: Kan dua sampul tu. RM 2 la.
Auntie V: Ala, ye la. Tapi banyak ni je.
Miss Taeyong: (dalam hati) Kena tukar sampul... kena tukar sampul...

Anyway, there goes Uncle Jim's reputation. Oh, and there goes my keikhlasan nak bagi duit raya kat Dora. RM 2 means my reputation goes down the drain.

*Sigh...

And kalau lepas ni jangankan duit raya, air minum pun diorang berkira, I'm so going to lock the door and chow beraya sorang-sorang kat zoo. Air sirap pun ada kelas ok!

Dah lama sangat bercuti ni, ada jugak rasa macam nak berhenti kerja. Tapi lepas tu nak makan and bayar bills and loans dengan apa masih belum difikirkan.

Pemetik strawberi di Switzerland maybe?