Friday, July 27, 2007
I'm doing 'Thank God, it's Friday' dance rite now. Hmmm....weekend..apa nak buat. Esok pagi shopping for Kak Sham. Would try to find some nice chandelier earrings for her (hopefully leh jumpa). Petang ada mass dating kat sini. Tatau berapa ramai nak datang. So, jangan kacau aku masa petang tuh! Ahad, ntah....manyak menda nak buat, too many people to meet. Silap2, aku pegi lepak rumah baru. Kacau k Zila and kemas the new room. Then, leh start angkat barang. This time tadak mamat-mamat with brawn nak tolong. This poor girl kena angkat sendiri. Segan nak minta tolong, aku plak jenis tak suka nyusahkan orang. To Fahroe, selamat driving. He's going away to help his friend's family menguruskan majlis bertunang di Ipoh, or somewhere else. Hmmm....Ipoh....teringat kat Baby. Miss you lah, bila nak dating lagik pun tak tau. Nak call pun malas, kalau call....nak jumpa. Nak jumpa, aku plak tarak free time. Shiish... Nih nak jumpa si Azu, Azri, bang Salem pun tak dapat arrange lagik. Cian Azu, aku free...dia busy. Aku busy, dia free. Semalam makan Nasi Kukus d'Naim. Sedap siut. Walaupun kedai dia dekat aja to my haus, tapi aku tak penah beli pun. Ierlah, bising kawan aku sorang tuh nak suh aku turunkan berat badan. Sib baik aku comel, kalau idakkkkk...eh, berbalek kepada citer nasik kukus nih. Memang sedap lah. Ayam dia sedap, gulai dia pun sedap. Nyum..nyum...so reda skets rindu aku pada nasi kukus kat food court Plaza Sentral. Banyak kenangan wooo...Beratur punyalah panjang, share 1/2 nasik ngan k mawar (aku nasik separuh, dia nasik separuh), Fahroe kalau belikan nasik tuh penuh ngan trimmings, k Azie pesankan beli sebab boss dia dah nak masuk opis...rindu kat diorang. Baru ingat nak dating ngan k Mawar sabtu nih, dah terpaksa kansel. Aper nak buat....dating yang nih priority 1. Mati aku kena bunuh kalau tak attend. Sori aaaaa... Hev to go back to work. To all, a Merry Christmas....eh...Happy Weekend. Dalam otak...lagu Timbaland...The Way I Are. Sedap lagu tuh. Dalam telinga - 25 minutes Too Late. 2 Comments:Darling dear...it's ok. Maybe next time. Nanti kita plan betul2. I cook steamboat for u, wokkey. Kita jangan ajak fahroe...dia diet nanti lagi montel.
Wokeh..wokeh.
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The race of man shall perish, but the eyes
Of trilobytes eternal in stone, And seem to stare about in mild surprise At changes greater than they have yet known. - T.A. Conrad |
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. - William Blake, excerp from Auguries of Innocence. |