I did not get the rocky road and no I can’t find them in seven e. Sedih.

Anyway, on another note yesterday I was driving towards and from ampang, having to drive in a manual car through usual horrendous traffic of Jalan Tun Razak, not to mention Jalan [G]Ampang itself. It was jammed and I was nak terkencing so badly. But because of my kemut practising are doing quite well these few years I managed to tahan until midvalley.

Bila sampai midveli pulak satu hal, parking macam lanch. Nak naknya cuti sekolah ni kan. Dahla macam ala-ala sesat tak tau masuk parking zone apa. Lastly after making few rounds and turning, I managed to spot a lady who wanted to go out from her parking space. So I parked at the side and waited for her, masih mengemut. By this time the aircond was really cold and tahap kemutan aku dah semakin lemah. Kalau ada orang geletek ke or pusing ke arah lain, komfem aku dah terbese.

But this bloody woman is another type of people who really piss me off. I mean, obviously she could see I am waiting with my signal on and there were other cars either liningup behind me or overtaking me while either a) cursing me or b) looking at me in disbelief. Yes, I did parked at the side but the jalan was narrow sebab dekat tepi tu macam ada railing apa tah. What she did was she keluarkan her calculator and began calculating, oi nak buat kira-kira ke buku ledger ke buatla kat rumah bodoh. That’s not all, after that she terkemut-kemut pakai lipstick and what fuck not entah hapa lagi tah.

Tahap kemengencingan dan kemarahan aku agak sudah meruncing. I was about to come out and knock at her window when I realised takkan aku dapat menahan kencingku apabila aku marah and she was about to reverse.

Nasib baikla. Kalau tak ade yang aku terpaksa tuduh MJ kencing dalam kereta ni karang.

The bottom line is, if you see people is waiting for you, can you please fasten your pace? Be consideratelah. Aku taula kau pon bayar parking tapi aku ni dah tak tahan nak terkencing.

Tak paham aku orang macam nilah.

I am sending ayah to airport tonight. And I am going to pow him to buy me rocky road. Hihihi

Gila kempunan ok, kat sini susah nak jumpa

Ok, am off to take my make up. Dah macam wayang cina dah aku nih. Melekit.

Hey you,

I know you will be surprise when I added you in facebook because of the way how we stop talking to each other. But yeah, somehow when I came across your profile on facebook a familiar feeling crept over. Guilt. And I don’t know ..it sort of reminded me of your jokes, your ejekan bila liverpool kalah and your cerita mengarut-ngarut.

I don’t know whether or not you will ever forgive me for what I had done. Senang to say for my bitchinesslah. I am trying my best to made peace with everyone and everything now tapi banyak kali gagal, still I think there are times when I managed to control my anger hence my mulut untuk berkata bukan-bukan [walaupun boleh dikira dengan jari].

I also don’t know whether or not you still read my blog but if you did, I am glad I added you and I am glad you accepted.

“When i look at any cats that look like MJ, it always remind me on you. Or bubur nasik. until now there is only one crazy chicas yg masakkan i bubur nasik waktu den domam.”

You still make me smilelah!

But the most important thing is, I believe you have found the happiness that you have been looking for.

Before I start let me say this, to whoever who doesn’t understand why I like to whine and bitch so much and doesn’t understand why I choose to watch AF and later I  claimed that I have no life,  heh sukati akula if I want to bitch or whine about anything that is going in my life. Sorry if this blog if mine mencalarkan ke intellectual-an and  tahap iq kau but hey this is my fucking blog. You don’t understand what’s going on in my mind? Neither do I sometimes but yeah, can you like..fuck off? Like pwetty pwease?

Ok. Next.

I also have been developing a habit of watching horror movie at kirana every night bersempena with my tidur-depan-tv session. Most of them are not really horrifying , tapi aku tengok jugak sebab macam best membuang masa depan tv di malam hari.So last night we were watching terowongan casablanca yang sangat lanch. Not scary a tall with a bad storyline and then someone said “Why all these people in ghost story have to scream so loud?”

I thought the question was weird but when I think deeply, it made sense. Do you really scream when you see hantu or when you are scared?

Well I don’t. In my series of seeing hantu [you don’t want to know, trust me], I don’t recall that I ever scream. Usually my mouth will be locked tight and will not say anything after sometimes. And when I say something, usually it will be followed by tears. Sebab aku takut.

Adakah hantu ini menjerit kerana menyedari mukanya adalah seperti hantu?

And when I took rollercoaster ride or any scary ride, I would not scream. Instead aku akan diam menikus sahaja sambil berdoa supaya aku masih hidup apabila ride itu berhenti.

Or maybe aku cacat?

I do scream yah, but only when I am in shock or having unpredictable things coming my way and of course when I am in excruciating pain.

But not when I am scared.

I have been sleeping in front of the tv because of the heat in my room. Using a thick mattress, it was a bliss juggling between should I be sleeping or should I be watching tv but someone was even happier for he really digs not sleeping on a bed. Even better he said, if he could sleep on the floor with no mattress at all.

That’s so not happening.

He said, his body is at easy and it’s good for his posture because the surface is flat. Bolehla kau cakap macam tu kalau body kau straight, bontot kau flat kan.

Untuk orang yang berbontot tebal macam aku, sleeping on the floor is an agony ok. I mean, surely the floor will not mould according to my butt. For better explanation, let me show youlah.

But excuse my drawing, tangan kayu.

I am the one with the small tits and not proportionated butts.

Bontot itu menyebabkan posture badan tidak straight.

Itu tak termasuk kalau posisi mengiring lagi tu.seksa.

Oh, if you happen to try to access bootylicious last night and it bring you to a login panel, don’t panic [eceh] I was just testing a plugin for privating the blog. For now, this blog is still an open blog but if one day, you see a login window instead of this red page, register if you want to subscribe to this blog but you may be deleted if I hate your fucking face or in some cases, kau private blog kau.

You don’t need to send me email asking me to add you, that my bunnies, is the beauty of wordpress :*

Bukan apa aku tak larat nak allow pussy faced so-called-friends nor rotpussiesmutherfucker readers in this blog.

Tata