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Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Menangis itu bagus Lepas dekat lima kali menangis tersedu-sedu macam budak kecil dan selepas menghantar satu SMS berunsur emosi kepada manusia yang dia rasa seperti sedang memijak dan memperkotak-katikkan niat baik dia untuk membantu, akhirnya Tuhan tunjukkan pada dia konsep multivariable calculus.
Tiba-tiba semua nampak jelas... dan dia gembira balik. Sebenarnya, ini kesan bila diri ditimpa beban kerja yang menjadi-jadi, ditambah dengan beban kerja manusia lain. Mau tak shock otak aku! Posted at 02:02 am by d.a.s.h Make a comment Permalink Thursday, July 23, 2009
Suddenly teringat
It was a long time ago.
I was browsing through Amcorp Mall when he SMSed, during one of his weekend absence - nothing more than the endless whines about his tight schedules and the classes and assignments - and oh, about Vin Diesel and why he shouldn't be worried about the baldness because Vin Diesel would might as well look hideous with the lump of hair. Never expected him to reply much to my weird wacky metaphors, and never wanting to expect more than I used to - I decided to end the SMSes by telling him that I'm browsing through the mall. And so - There I go again with my unreliable-for-fun-hypothesis thinking 'if he asked me who I am with' - would've mean that he really cares after all. I actually waited - you can say with much anticipation... And waited... And waited... He didn't reply - maybe he got the message that I wanted to end the SMS trails. So, I proceed with the initial plan to perform my evening prayer there. Disappointed. And as I checked my mobile later, the envelope icon was blip-ing. From him. A short SMS. Just a mere question. "Ada dengan siapa tu?" Which got me smiling, all the way as I drove back home. Posted at 01:33 pm by d.a.s.h Make a comment Permalink Smell Desiring for somebody's smell...NOW NOW NOW!
'Surreal Garden'. Sweet! Still waiting for my Sommerset Bay's shirt and the black-white-tabby cat as promised. Posted at 12:40 pm by d.a.s.h Make a comment Permalink Tuesday, July 21, 2009
The Ex Best Friend
I've dumped him - my best friend. I mean my ex... Who later became my best friend... And I suppose he's entitled as the 'ex-best friend' now.
After his endless promises that he won't bug my friends. Or involve any unrelated people in our mess. Yet, he did. After he threw the crystal keychain Momo gave to me and crushed it to pieces. And I'm picking up the debris as I secretly hold it in my hands. The day that I decided it should end - be it as an ex, or a friend - he begin harassing Dora, with crude remarks to somebody he doesn't even know - something that I'll never forgive him. This time it's for real. No more turning back. Delete! Delete! Delete! Posted at 09:41 pm by d.a.s.h Make a comment Permalink Saturday, July 04, 2009
Suppose
If he have the time to update his MySpace status - and his Tagged profile -- and adding on new chicks to the list -- he should at least check his email and be more responsible with his project paper --
And not to really expect me to save him at the last minutes -- Aku dah penat - jadi kuda yang ditunggang. Inilah bahana mendapat password email lelaki durjana itu. Posted at 06:23 pm by d.a.s.h Make a comment Permalink Sunday, June 28, 2009
1 reason to smile
It was one of our normal weekend.
The one where we have to go to class, and the one where he keep saying "It's so hard, i can't do it", and the one that I'll say "Of course you can do it. I'll help you." And the not-so-normal part where I go "Jom tengok wayang, transformer?" and he agreed, and I said "Yey! Kita chill dulu, hilangkan semak dalam kepala.", but turns out that Transformer on weekend at the end of the month equals to 'SOLD OUT'. And we ended browsing through Bukit Raja, of him trying plenty of short pants, and of me giving opinion of what I think looks good, and what not, and of us feeling ultimately disappointed when the one that looks good is not available with his size, and ended driving to Pyramid, and repeating the same routine. He grabbed an Everlast slipper, and I grabbed an Everlast shoe. And we got so hungry. And went to Upin_Ipin restaurant - with the wi-fi and stuff. And he's wi-fi-ing, too deeply immersed updating his 'MySpace'. And I wondered if his ex gave a cranky 'get back' message to him. And I even wondered if he's doing the online-flirting with all the 'I'll post the cute picture where I think I look giddily cute' chicks. As I bit my lips, I just wondered. And today, I got online. Hit his page, as his updated status says "is having a good time..." Simple. And nice. And sweet. I'm having a good time too, my dear. Accomplished. Posted at 09:08 am by d.a.s.h Make a comment Permalink Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Retrieve OK.
Aku tarik balik entry kelmarin. Sia-sia rindu orang macam tu. Posted at 07:01 am by d.a.s.h Comments (2) Permalink Saturday, June 13, 2009
Si Bawang
Hari ini, aku seolah mengenal satu lagi dimensi diri aku.
Kalau ditanya "Define yourself." Aku akan jawab "Deep... And I consist of many different layers." For the first time, aku rasa canggung dengan Mo. Dan aku rindukan keakraban aku dengan Khy. Serius. Sebab Khy dah hampir sampai ke lapisan terakhir. Dan Mo masih lagi di lapisan luar yang kering dan tiada rasa dan bau itu. Sebab Khy dah pernah lalu lapisan yang berbisa itu. Dan Mo - hanya di situ. Confiusnya. Aku ingatkan 'kekok itu is a good thing'. Serius aku rindu lawak bodoh yang cuma boleh difahami aku dan Khy. Serius aku rindu cerita vagina mendengus. Serius aku tergelak bila Khy ajar perkataan 'kopek'. Serius aku teringat momen ternampak Basikal-Motor dengan full-face helmet. Serius aku jadikan metafora 'membontoti' ciptaan Khy sebagai cerita yang aku ulang-ulang. No - no - no - Mo tak buat salah pun dekat aku hari ini. Aku cuma rindukan kawan baik aku... I think... Posted at 10:42 pm by d.a.s.h Make a comment Permalink Thursday, June 11, 2009
rasa boom dalam perut Ok.
So... He gave me his email password. It's nothing lah. He gave me the authority to clean his inbox if it's ain't important Ow, now I get to be your trash cleaner lah? He pat my shoulder saying "kau ada.." when I told him I don't care if he found another girl, but for him to go back to Suicide Chick would be a huge disappointment. Hm, yearrrright... Three times mentioning about marrying me the previous Saturday. Mula lah tu... Few un-accountable times mentioning about marriage. Tanam....tanam... Breed the hope! Have to meet him every weekend. Assignment purpose je kan? Have to follow-up with his progress preferably every single day. Who do you think I am? Your PA? The 'Ugly Betty'? Have the access to his ugliest photo. Ok, that's a good part. Fine, aku mengaku. I'm still giddy everytime I meet him. Dan semalam jual mahal, tak mahu follow up. Repeat the dialog above "Who do you think I am? Your PA? The 'Ugly Betty'"? Posted at 11:37 am by d.a.s.h
Make a comment Permalink Thursday, June 04, 2009
limit
Okay, that does it.
My head is filled with happy thoughts of moving on. And my blasting new genetic silver baby. And also the thought of new assignments, and project paper. And I just got back from sending my buddy to the hospital. So, I don't need the perempuan-rambut-karat to deviate my peaceful mode into her stinky shit. Calling my blog entries as a FAILURE - and saying stuff like 'jangan mengganggu hidup dia'. Pfft? Hidup siapa yang diganggu sekarang ni? And hello - my English gets better with every new entry. Padan muka, language kau kena kutuk dengan bos sendiri. Macam BABI! Sangatnya H1N1! (Pardon me.) Click new entry. And delete crude comments. And move on! Mudah. p/s: ini entry marah, bukan entry bangga dengan penguasaan bahasa inggeris atau bahasa melayu.
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