:: Entry Tak De Tajuk ::

Fuhhhhhhhh!!

This was my first expression.

When I finally read the last word on the last sentence.

Of that wonderful book I mentioned before.

Eat..Pray..Love.

The book is awesome!

Thank you Mr BF for getting me one.

While reading this book for the past 3 weeks.

(Quite disappointed of myself for dragging too long.

I really didn’t have the time.)

A lot of miracles actually happened.

Most of them were some experiences that I personally had.

Happened sometimes before I actually reached some pages.

That made me think

“Hey I know how it feels!”

Or

“Sounds familiar!!”

Or worse.

Like few times I texted Mr BF.

“It`s getting spookier!!”

Was something actually telling me something?

Hahaha.

Wallahualam.

I love the way she wrote.

The way she made it so interesting.

And more exciting to know that those things.

Have actually happened to her.

In real life.

How cool could that be?

From having a miserable life.
She ate a lot in Italy.

She went on to get a self realization.

Went into meditation in India and fell in love.

On that spectacular island, Bali!!

How I wish I could have that wonderful life.

But I don’t think I could bare with the painful life she had earlier on.

Well.

This book has taught me a lot.

On how to be a better person.

On how to love myself and others.

On how to accept my destiny with an open heart.

And most of all on how to be balanced.

But as usual.

Things are easier said than done.

I could say that I do understand.

But I am pretty much sure that it`s gonna be like hell.

Implementing them.

Elizabeth Gilbert herself went through some serious turbulences.

To get what she has now.

Bak kata Pak Sudin kat depan skolah.

Dalam cite Pendekar Bujang Lapok.

“Berapa lama diorang trainingggg????”

I admit that I have an endless list of desires.

Also list of food I`d like to consume all the times.

Out of the gluttony.

Alasan kukuh saya.

“ I`m craving for this.

Kalau tak dapat nanti I tak bley tido.

Bla bla bla .”

Palotak la kan?

But one thing I noticed about myself is.

When I look at others.

Having good lives abroad.

With collections of meleleh-air-liur-collections of designers arm candies.

All I thought to myself was

“ Bestnyaaaaa.

Mesti dia happy.

Kalau laaaa dapat life macam tu!”

And I thank God that I never had this thought of

“Bagus sangat ke dia dapat tu?

Apsal dia dapat aku tak dapat?”

Or similar things.

I really thank the Almighty for that.

Alhamdulillah.

On the other hand.

Things are getting worse on the ways and the amount of food.

I am consuming lately.

Told you guys already.

Gluttony.

I doubt I could fit into my jeans again.

Spent 2 nights at Mama`s.

And I saw a scale beside my bro`s bed when I passed by.

The very gatal-ness in me forced me.

I went over.

To weight myself even when I knew I have expended a lil bit.

Horizontally.

How I wish I have expended vertically.

Haizzzz.

So then I saw these numbers in front of me.

I was so furious.

I knew numbers hated me.

But they could go easy on me for a bit rite?

I saw 54 came up.

Shaittttttttttttttttttttttssssssssssss!!

Oups.

Sorry God.

Then I started whining and whining to Mama.

While eating and munching and drinking and eating.

I told Mama I would be on diet by then.

That was when I grabbed a pack on Subway  Teriyaki sandwich.

Bought by Mr Congo earlier.

And started my operation toward them.

And today.

When I have been telling people that I`d start my diet.

I found out that I got my menstruation.

Which was a week late btw.

I told my colleague about it.

And suddenly.

Another colleague PM-ed me saying.

“Delivery is on the way!”

That was when I received some samosas and a vadae.

Sent right to my room.

I looked at them in fear and said to myself

“No.”

While finding myself munching them like no one`s business.

And the next second I blinked my eyes.

There was none left.

Felt guilty enough.

I headed to the washroom to wash my hand.

To find another plastic bag full of samosas.

On the pantry table.

And right there and then.

I cancelled my washroom trip.

And walked back to my room with another set of samosa.

:(

P/S: I am aiming for my second book of Liz Gilbert`s.

         Committed.

         I`ll pray hard that I`ll get a gift again.

         Hahaha.

:: She`s Getting Engaged ::

An old bestest (hehe) friend of mine.
Just sent me a msg on FB.
Inviting me to her place on 3rd day of Eid.
Which got me asking.
“Nak tunang ke?”
I had a feeling that was the occasion.
And she said.
“Oupss..yup!
Buat kecik aje.
Datang tau!”
I smiled.

There`s no best word to describe what I feel now.
I mean.
Definately not the sayu2 type.
Like.
“OMG.
My best friend is getting engaged!!”
Well I wish that was the feeling that I have now.
But it`s not that.
It`s more to.
Time flies so fast!!

This got me thinking.
Yea time really did fly so fast.
12 years back we knew each other in high school.
We spent that precious 5 years.
Doing everything together.
We shared everything we had.
We even shared our parents.
I used to stay over at hers.
She came over to mine.
We were inseparable by then.
The bond was just so strong ppl used to call us.
“A-B”.
Say my name was A.
And hers was B.
Ppl would call her “B-A”.
And called me “A-B”.

We laughed together.
We cried together.
We went through ups and downs.
We shared everything.

But after we have left school.
Everything changed.
She went her way and I went mine.
She has changed.
We have lost contact.
I would paused when ppl asked me about her.
Coz I didn’t have the answer.

We got back together one day.
We decided to meet up.
Catching up was not so fun as she was being quite reserve.
Not her fault actually.
She has been surrounded by good ppl.
Unlike me.
:)

We met for 3 days in a row.
Coz after that we heard of one of our friends.
Fighting for her life when she had some brain tumour.
We went to visit.
A day after the friend passed away.

That was the last day I met this good friend of mine too.
After that she was gone again.
And today she came messaging.

Well.
Just like Achik.
This girl came back into my life.
For a while.
Then gone again.
Then come again.
But I know Achik is there to stay.

Probably I should understand that everybody has life.
Everybody has things to do.
But is it difficult to stay in touch once a while?
Or am I just a friend ppl come and look for when they need something?

When things like this happen.
I miss BFF.
I miss Cik Putis.
I miss Ms D.
This ppl have never left me alone.

Thank you for always being there, girls!

And B.
Congrats on your engagement.

:: Erti Kawan ::

This morning.

I found myself smiling.

Reading a forwarded email by a friend.

Everything was all well said in it.

Thought of sharing with everybody here.

Bacalah....  

1) kawan tu bkn mcm main FUTSAL.
 Mula-mula kejar.. dah dapat sepak..

2) kawan tu bkn mcm main SKATE.
 Mula-mula gosok..lepas tu pijak...

3) kawan tu bkn mcm main RAGBI.
 Mula-mula tangkap.. dah dapat tendang..

4) kawan tu bknnya mcm PAMPERS..
 dah pakai, buang..

5) kawan tu bknnya mcm BARANG KEMAS.
 Waktu baru beli pakai. Dah sengkek gadai.

6) kawan tu bkn mcm PELANGI.. Hari cerah
 takde..hujan gerimis baru muncul..

7) kawan tu bkn mcm KERETA.
 Rosak skit,jual.. ambik kereta baru..

8) kawan tu bkn mcm CHIPSMORE..
 kejap ade kejap takde..

9) kawan tu bkn mcm BANK.
 Bila dah takde duit,pegi kat sana ambik..

10)lagi.....kawan tu mcm ape ye????
  Haa..kawan tu mcm AWAK LA. .
  bila saya hantar msg,
  awak akan baca msg saya dgn teliti sampai habis.

Walau ape pun tanggapan org tentang kawan..
bagi saya, kawan tu penting.

Seorang kawan takkan biarkan kawan dia menangis,
sedih, berduka dan sebagai nya.

Kawan yg sejati adalah seorang kawan yang dapat diajak duduk dan berbincang tentang pelbagai perkara.

Yang penting, seorang kawan akan sentiasa menghadiahkan senyuman kpd kawan-kawannya.. :)    

  

Happy Monday, peeps!

:: Sambal Petai & Pasar Ramadhan ::

Entry ni ntah pape punye entry je.
Saja nak tulis supaya aku ingat.
Smlm bukak posa adalah best.

Finished work at 6.
Picked up Mr BF and headed to Mama`s.
Bukak posa kat sana.
Kecoh rumah sbb ramai.
And Danial was around.
So lagi la kecoh.
Mr BF yg tidak berpuasa itu tambah 3 kali!
Kununnya
“I tambah sket2 je”.

Today.
Tak pegi umah Mama.
I called up to Mr BF.
Asking if he could buy something from Pasar Ramadhan for me.
Saya teringin nak mkn sambal petai u olls!

Dgn slumber dia bertanya
“Where to find all that dah nak ptg ni?”
Saya pun menjawab dgn penuh kesabaran
“I told u Pasar Ramadhan rite?
Go to the hospital.
There is one.”

Dgn confidentnye dia kata
“Hospital doesn’t have Pasar Ramadhan.”
Pulakkkk??
Sepanjang saya hidup di Penang.
Pasar Ramadhan kat hospital tak penah tak de.
Maka saya berkeras cakap ada.
Dia kata apa tau?
“No more, darling.
I have been there.
They don’t have Pasar Ramadhan!”

Wei posa baru 2 ari.
Macam mana ko pegi sana?
Smlm kan pegi umah Mama.
So saya sudah marah ni.
Saya tanya lagi
“When did you go?”
Dia pun menjawab dgn tension sbb dia betul.
“I`ve been there.
Few days back!”

Bongoks arrrr.
Posa baru start smlm.
Ko pegi few days back mmg la tak de Pasar Ramadhan!!!
Ishhhh!!!

:: Eat..Love..Pray ::

Happy Monday, Bloggy!

My first ever Monday that I feel happy and excited to begin with.

Everything is going on good if it`s not perfect.

Hopefully it will remain this way.

:)

Wake up in the morning feeling fresh.
Cant wait for 7pm as I will finish work.

Then I can go back home and read this.

Mr BF buys me this.

I have been wanting to buy for so long.

But never did because I think it is a bit pricey.

Hehe cheapskate me.

Well.

Since my last post about detachment.

I can see that Mr BF is changing.

Bit by bit.

I don`t know if he reads this blog.

Lalala.

Well usually he changes after I nag.

But that will be like 1-2 days.

Before he gets back to his very own self.

This time around.

It looks better.

I pray that I won`t be meroyan again.

I leave a comment on his FB.

Saying thank you for the book and I love him loads.

The reply I get is.

“You`re welcome”

I tell you.

It is very hard for my boyfriend to show me some love.

Really!

I don`t even remember when was the last time he says “I love you” to me.

On FB.

Or is it none at all?

Hehe.

There shouldn`t be any issue on FB anyway.

Well yea.

He is like that.

I don’t know why is he always behaving that way.

Probably because he doesn`t want others to know anything about his love life.

Or probably he like acting COOL in front of others?

I wouldn’t know.

Probably acting COOL also means leaving me crossing the road by my own.

While he crosses the road on his own too.

Sometimes leaving me wonder if I am walking with a friend.

Hehe.

Hard to digest.

But that is just my boyfriend.

Guess I just have to accept things the way they are.

After all love is about accepting.

Not expecting.

Good one.

I shall remember that :)

On the other hand.

I am getting used to another fact.

That a friend who comes to me when she needs me.

Because she is beaten up by the husband.

And sooo many cruelty happen to her.

She then leaves home and want to start a new life.

Few bad days she goes through.

Finding a shelter.

An advocate.

To end up going back home to her husband.

And she only confess to me after 2 days.

Not something shocking for me anyway.

I know she would be going back someday.

Just that things like this get me thinking.

Is this what we call love?

To accept but not to expect?

Well whatever it is.

I just don`t want to think so much.

Will be having lunch with Mr Congo soon.

He is back from Perhentian this morning.

I smell some souvenirssssssssssssss!!