I am Jack's broken heart

That moment when you realized that there is probably no turning back to your 6 years of love relationship ever since your good friend, whom you lived with for 5 solid years, came into the picture and everything just crumbled into dusts.

You, my friend, are officially dead in my book. 

Why can't I google this?

Of all my problems, I wish I could just google the solution for this one. Sigh.

This is going to be a LONG month.

I wish I could spend the whole Ramadhan at home. Everything is soo different here. And I mean, worse than spending Ramadhan alone overseas.

Man, I hope I can keep calm this whole month. Should get a place of my own pronto.

I'll let it slide, this time.

Me : We played volleyball to the semifinals today. Though they called me lubuk. Cis.

Him : Nak kene betul they all ni, calling you lubuk! Though I know its true =P

Me *ignoring that stupid remark : Was soo hot, played till noon. My face got red. Yep, you heard it right. My face dont get tanned anymore, it got red.

Him : Erm, dont you mean, your face got maroon?

Me : Buduh.

animal print

i have a very loud animal print fabric. haven't decide what to do with it.

hmmm. when in doubt, look for roberto cavalli.

now, if only I have pinable mannequin, I'll drape like nobody's business.

genius.

I look up to this guy. He's great in everything he does. And most importantly, he knows what wants, and he makes sure he gets there.

Such charisma. And he started with literally nothing. Cancelled his wedding, sold his car, used every penny he had on him and started his life. And the girl he cancelled on - is still beside him after all those risky years. Worth the wait, I'd say. And ended up with happy belly too.

Ditto #2

"Tahun depan pulak orang ramai akan kecoh pasal tarikh 12 .12 . 12 .

#pppfffttttttt"

-Shamizan Eziana

don't get and will never get with Malaysian's obsession with numbers. be it dates, plate number, phone number, whatever.

if it ain't life changing, it means nothing.

this is as ridiculous as American culture of tipping.

breaststroke.

waiting for 2 mins youtube video to load in more than 10 mins is ridiculous.

i hate TM. they suck balls. hairy ones.

not that I want to give them business by upgrading to UNIFY, but hell, we have no choice, really. so we called, like 3 times, aaaaand the AUDACITY to say they cant install unify for our home because - well its not available here. hello. ini pj. bukan hutan negara ya. the whole neighbourhood has it, how come we don't? and can't?

buduh.

this is why i hate malaysia and the splendor of konon-konon-privatise-all-these-companies-but-it-turns-out-that-the-government-is-the-majority-of-the-shareholder-and-they-really-dont-do-shit-cause-all-they-want-is-money-to-buy-lembu-and-24-million-ringgit-rings.

rosmah's hair is fucked up. her hairdresser should be fired.

now, realising rosmah's hairdresser has nothing to do with breaststroke, what i meant to say is - I'm trying to improve my breaststroke technique so I'm looking up for graphic tutorials.

who wants to join? i have kickboards too.