I had this pain in my stomach for...more than a week.At first I thought it was 'em PMS (bloating, farting, abdominal cramps etc).But then I prasan the pain was not in the lower abdomen..but rather the upper part...somewhere kata orang, near the 'ulu hati'.Eh?

Then I pening-pening, muntah-muntah...kalau tak muntah pun, nak termuntah (nausea daaa...).

Aik...tak mungkin.

Tapi kan my PMS memang termasuk pening dan nausea sebijik cam simtom orang mengandung.Harap maklum.

So, nak tak nak, dah tensen sangat sebab penat jer pagi-pagi aku pakai perfume mahal-mahal, tapi by the end of the day, I smell like *Kak Fire-Sens (bukan name sbenar) this makcik in my office who thinks that without CNI we will all die, due to my extreme sakit perut and excessive use of minyak angin, I went to the clinic (not like a certain SOMEONE pergi klinik pun sempat horny!Hahaha)

What the doctor said?Indigestion...gas...something like colic (cholic?spelling?).Laa...bunyik cam budak kecik jer.Okay lah tu, alhamdulillah.I was almost becoming a hyperchondriac lah kan...appendicitis lah..colon cancer la...bloody stomach ulcer lah...thank god it's just GAS.

Sure, there were times I thought I was having one of those bride-jitters thingy.Very ngade-ngade.Anyway, that trip to the doc's garnered me an MC (hooray!).Went home, had lunch, makan ubat, more minyak angin, orchestrated a farting circus, berYM with a certain PINK-EYE MONSTER(haha)....then of course every 10 minutes The Man calls me up and checks on me.*giggles*. Baik korang muntah skarang ye.Banyak lagi aku nak blog ni.

Best jugak ader orang fuss on me like that.Buleh lah use my ngade-ngade-manjer card.Tapi manje-manje ader limit, because apparently the more manje I become, the more distracted The Man is, which resulted to him saying, "Baby, one more giggle out of you, I may have to take an earlier flight and marry you on the spot regardless of what the Council says!"

To quote The Gorgeous, "Yes, I is the man!"

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But aku-mc-lagi was yesterday's story.Today, another new battle with the who's right who's wrong and whom should we scapegoat session at work.Yippee

The wedding solemnization preparation is driving me crazy.To stick with simplicity is ironically complicated.I've settled the necessary stuff ie tok kadi, wedding dress etc.What's left is my general health-check up@ blood test, the forms (I need to courier 'em to Planet X for The Man to sign).In short, 50% progress.Okaylah tu.

Then I was thinking, whattabout wedding cards?Aduih.Thank God, yours truly spesis buat sendiri...bukan kedekut, tapi CREATIVE.Yes, if you want things to go YOUR way, maka what choice do you have but to do it YOURSELF.And the time I have?A month and one week.Perhaps I should start panicking.

Damn office with its Nazi-rules.If only I can merayap for awhile to settle important things.But noooooooooooo, can't leave office, must sign form and wait for a freaking hour to get it approved.Kalau approve takpe gak, tapi kalau tak approve?Mau jadik kes Altantuya the sequel at the office.

Mampos.

It's already Wednesday, and I'm in my underwear.Sigh.Time to go to work, like normal folks.

Oh, and I'm getting 9 days of UNpaid leave.Berkorban apa saja, right Ms.Gorgeous?

Hokay.I'm outta here.

I love animals. Not fussy about what kind of animals I love most. Of course, we've our favorites.I'm fine with snakes, spiders and occassionaly, the crocodile *gulp*. My sister and I do our level best to contribute to local animal welfare funds.Even support the local SPCA.Not for fame, not for glam or false pretentious but rather for that basic reason of simply loving animals unconditionally.

I mean, that is why God created us...to help managed the earth.To cease disharmony.Too bad, that ain't happening.

Anyway, sometimes when we say support, it DOES not mean financially all the times.Sure, it would be dandy if we could spare a ringgit or two for the World Wildlife Fund or any wildlife fund available in your country.There are other types of support.I don't eat turtle eggs.I don't use producst which are tested on animals.I don't even eat ikan terubok for the reason that it is (a) an endangered species and (b) banyak tulang. Mostly reason (b) lah, but still, it makes a DIFFERENCE.

So when I got this in my email from Gorgeous, I nearly had a heart attack.And of course forward that particular email to my sister and other concern friends.

Oh, and if you don't like what you see, do yourself a favour and sign this.

I'm okay with the fact that I'm eating steroid-injected chickens, cultivated fish (support your local aquaculture industry!) and organic vegetables.Even ikan sardin lam tin pun aku takut nak makan.But not so stupid to just makan megi sampai mati.That's why the phrase FIKIR SEBELUM BERTINDAK is very useful.

So pandai-pandailah you people fikir,okeh.

p/s Witch, see, today no kawin-entries.*chuckles*

I now realized why some people choose to run off to  Golok to get married.Seriously.

The papers needed to get married is worse than...filling up a form to apply for a passport...or rather time blajar dulu when I've to fill up the JPA study loan form (yang memerlukan dua gerentorrrr...).As the  ustaz said, "It's not you we're worried about.It's him.He has to go through a LOT of formalities which includes a release letter from the Australian embassy".Nak mampos?!And the embassy-thingy takes at least a month for clearance, than of course the wali-issue etc.

I repeat, patutlah orang kawin kat Golok

And the kursus pra-perkahwinan lagi..omigod.Beribu-ribu lemon couple is planning to get hitch this year (ambik 'ong' tahun 2007) and apparently according to the ustaz there's no more seats available.'Cept for May 30th and 31st. Itu definitely tak dapat lah kan for OBVIOUS reasons because the wedding date is early May.Very the gatal lah kan.Alahaiiiiiiiii tensionnyer.

Judging from my beruk-makyeh face, the Ustaz quickly offered a solution, which is THE INTERVIEW.Alamak, interview ape ni? He said, as soon as I get all the papers done, the Council will fix an interview date for The Man and I.Haiiiiiiiiiiii....kursus tak dapat, interbiu lah plak.So I ask, what type of questions (untuk prep kan The Man and MOST IMPORTANTLY to prep ME up!), the Ustaz replied, "Your typical PAFA question time skolah-skolah dulu".Heh, alhamdulillah.

Then this Ustaz gatal-gatal asked me, "Ni jumpe kat mane?Cinte internet ke?" Kurang asam betul.Hellooooooooooo, where got ah?I gave him the dirtiest look ever and retorted, "Nope, our relationship is a result of a very good meddling between my mum and the Unofficial Matchmaker in Australia".Ustaz managed to give me a very lame sheepish smile.He must've been thinking about, "Ape tak cukup lagi melayu kat dunia ni?".And to which I said, "Well, jodoh ustaz what to do.Besides, the choice for a malay-muslim men is limited...and I don't do drug addicts."Zzzzzzzzzzzzasssssssssssssss.Nasiblah kan, kalau dah laser tu laser.Gelak besar Ustaz tu, to which he replied, "Itulah, saya pun risau anak dara saya tu."Anyway, the Ustaz spoke to The Man , pastu ustaz tu berkenan plak, said that The Man's a pretty good choice.I just sat there, blushing (time ni kene practice blushing bride look) and every ounce of me just thanked God for The Man.

After all that, I pening-pening went back to the office and had a major argument with my pen yang decided not to work and me the kedekut-muchos person only own ONE MEASLY PEN used that as an excuse to NOT work but rather spend time flitting around in the office.*ha ha*Janji aku puas hati.

But then...like I said, patutlah orang kawin kat Golok.

Okay.Change of plans.The wedding date has been moved to the second week of May 2007.

Phew!

Of course Gorgeous told me that if it were to happen to her, she'll throw a sulk-fest.I can't afford a sulk-fest, more alone to come up with a simple BUT classic solemnization ceremony for my gerenti-nangis day.Simple-simple katak pisang pun need money lah.So that saying, 'no money, no talk' is very much true.Itulah, orang pun kata kalau syarat 'mampu' bukan saja dari segi *ehem* batin, tetapi zahir a.k.a show-me-the-money part.Yelah, if love can buy you food, Ferragamo shoes and a nice loft apartment (hey, lemme berangan ok!) then please, please take me to your world.

But I'm cool with the whole postponed date thing.Gives me ample time to get things better organized (we're talking the Tok Kadi and gang, wedding dress, hantaran, makan fest and honeymoon).And then of course, matters at the workplace.Takkanlan I nak cuti tralala just to get laid married. And I've only 5 days left to my paid leave entitlement! Mane cukup daa...! Nak tak nak, lantak pi lah, I'm taking unpaid leave as well, so kire cukup 2 weeks to be with The Man (ye, sudah dinaiktaraf dari Goofball ke The Man)

I realized that planning a wedding by the phone is DAMN susah okay.Here I am, pining away for him *ha ha* so when we get down to 'business' I find it hard lah kan, 'cause my woman-brain kept interfering and in between me sounding serious, I had to say things like "As for the guests...by the way,I miss you...we should have the list done by this Sunday". See? The Man would chuckle and say, "Girl,you have it bad".Shadappp  you.Tension aku.

Okay, itu kisah kawin.Kisah lain pulak, why men fikir pelik-pelik when the significant other propose for a blood test?!WHY SO DRAMAQUEEN ONE?!

The Man and I had our...second arguement.Blood test.Now, I suggested for a blood test, not to see whether he's hemophiliac/AIDS whatsoever.I'd like to have an idea of what my husband is inside (biologically chemically kinda thing).Then of course there's thalessemia (spelling?),diabetes, STDs.At least I'm ready and I can take precaution lah kan.Takkanlah if the blood test turns horrible, I'm gonna just wave goodbye and ditch him.Hello, I'm quite the baik hati person although sometimes tak senonoh okay...unless, he has an incurable disease and which could 'cause harm to all, therefore even according to Islam, he/she is FORBIDDEN to marry.But still I won't ditch him.Dah nama bercinta, sihat sakit kite tolong jagelah.Haparaaa.So when I said, "Hey, whattabout a blood test?".His tone of voice changes and he sorta retorted "Yeah, so whattabout it?You wanna know if I've AIDS?".Like wtf?!

I suppose the blood test issue is a delicate subject when a woman suddenly ask a man whom she's nuts about to go have one.I was in no mood to be stubborn and start a verbal war with him, so I had to sorta pujuk him using everybit of womanly charm in me (voice, tone, pitching, choice of words...damn, if we were sitting face-to-face I may have already straddled him).I am so bad in pujuk-ing because I'm the type when people merajuk, I just very THE malas to layan one.

Conclusion?The Man agreed for a blood test without a grudge.Good boy.

I cannot cook curry. Seriously. Ever since the day I could recognize a ladle and an egg beater, I cannot cook curry. Well, not exactly CLUELESS about what curry is made of. But if you leave me alone in the kitchen and requested for a decent chicken curry, I believe what will happen next is a cooking catastrophe. I remembered those horrible days where Mother Queen would nag at me to prepare curry and I would whine and refuse to even touch the wooden ladle. And being the stubborn person that I am, my justification over this whole I-can't-cook-curry nonsense is that not everybody eats curry and I don't like curry so I don't have to learn to cook one. Mother Queen just said, "Hah! Hopefully you'll marry a curry-lover!". 

And it was a prophecy came true.

Goofballman and I were talking about our 'wedding banquet' menu. And he goes, "Hopefully we'll have curry.I loveeee curry". I went like, "Oh, shit". So I painfully confessed that I can't cook curry, I don't like curry although I've the blood of a curry-lover nation flowing in me.So mati lah I because he loves curry and he goes, "Well, don't worry love, I'll teach you to cook a dish of mean devil's curry".

The conversation went on about what's my favorite food. And surprisingly, I don't have one! Is this bad? Is this the reason why I've all these lemak-lemak tidak tepu syndrome? I am a bonafide food lover and I'm not choosy. Well, except I don't eat crabs, prawns, curry, laksa Sarawak, nasi kandar, pasembor, mee goreng, sambal hati ayam. What's on my bedal-jer lah list is:belacan, tempoyak, ikan kembong goreng,sushi, pelbagai jenis cheese dan roti, icecream (yang sposen perisa Milo tu pun aku suka),cencaluk, tomyam claypot etc.Inilah wahai kawan-kawan yang menyumbang ke arah lemak-lemak berkrim yang ada pada gua.Hahahaha.


Push comes to shove, KFC pun jadi ler. But Gooftballman is AGAINST fast food.He went onnnnnn and onnnnnnn about the crap they put in 'em KFC fried chicken. So I bluntly told him, "Let's make a deal, whenever you're in the mood of curry, you do it, but I'll get to be the person who sits on the kitchen counter and tease you in your frilly pink apron". He said, "Alright, but after that it's payback time.You must wear nothing but the frilly pink apron"

I think I'm gonna like payback time. 

Day 2.

At home, supposedly with an infected larynx blablabla.

In other words, cuti free.*he he*.

Sure, being sick is no fun, BUT you can change all that.Thanks to technology.I've an online date with Goofball around 10am.Maklumlah, when two people in love lives berjuta-juta lemon away from each other, macam nak gile ok if we don't communicate within 3 hours!This is where I'd like to say, long distance relationships are a-okay.It saves you from hanky-panky sins.It gives you ample space and maximum patience to endure everything that COULD disrupt the relationship.But in this case, I, loyal puppy, am truly confident that Goofball is equally as loyal and loving as I am.Well of course, that's just the optimistic me talking.I do have the insecurity devil whispering now and then, but then that's just the devil playing with my head.

I just found out that the admin had put down my home number as the official contact number.Imagine my annoyance when some dingdong called me up regarding the report I wrote about the day before.I was rasping away saying that I'm quite unfit to fully comprehend the phone-conversation but SHE kept yakking away.Bodo ape.Aku ni sakitlah..aku nak rehat pun tak dapat.So of course, after a quick goodbye, I immediately called up my supervisor and zasssssssssss the office admin for screwing up. Hell, yeah it's inconvenience to have work follow you home especially when you're in the mood to just curl in bed and float away to La-la land.Potong stim betul lah.And you know what the issue was?Apparently, SHE who is paid more and holds a higher position than me DOES NOT understand my report which was written in simple plain English.Even a 13 year-old knows what I was talking about.I even made Mother Queen read the same report and she knows what's going on.Apparently this 'pegawai' is stupid enough and must've slept with the director to get the position she is now.Marah aku.No wonder the company has all sorts of problems.Ironically, the company has communication problems.Not a good thing ESPECIALLY when you're the MOST or if I daresay THE only monopolizing telco in this country.Bodoh.A waste of the customers' money.

Alrightey then.I need to take a nap before going webcam-lovebunny with Goofball.Woohoo.Ta-ta beautiful people, have a glorious Wednesday.

Whee!I'm at home...with a nasty cold.Isn't it wonderful?Kira okeylah kan..I get to relax, unwind,get medicated (and pengsan) and of course, BLOG dengan spenoh hati dan prasaan!This week has been hectic.Hectic of both kinds: good and bad.

The bad stuff first: customers and their peculiar requests as if I work miracles within a nanosecond.If I do, I would now look very much like Gisele's long lost Asian-looking sister.*ha ha*.Then of course meetings after meetings with the big shots (but small brains) of the company and of course how I hate my hypocritical officemates who whines and rants about the management behind your back and when you confront the management, abovesaid officemates gives no support and pretended like I was the crazy one in the office.Wtf?!Very celaka-sial okay.I mean, look who's the one with the salary-tak-cukup problems?You, not me.I okay jer, although secretly I feel underpaid with all the shitload of crap I've to take from the customers, management AND officemates.Geez.But in the end, it is I, with her ass on the line.Eversince then,I'm waiting for the next pussy to come and complain that the management had screwed up with her/his pay and I WILL ZASSSSSSSSS HER/HI, AND ASK HER/HIM/IT "Where were you when I was being shot down by the management?Please go fuck yourself sideways and call me in the morning.",Moral of the story:manusia memang hebat cakap blakang.Smua main verbal-sodomy sahaja.I HATE people who are all talk no action.Spesis batang pisang.Benci.

Despite shitty situations at Hell (aka Office), on a more personal level somehow instead of tralala getting used to the idea of being engaged, somehow Goofball asked whether,"is it okay for us to get married straight away in April?".Like...wha...?!Deep down, memang ahhh excited dan berkobar-kobar feeling chentaaaaa and all those feelings yang sewaktu dengan nyer.But AT the same time, my mind went clockwork crazy thinking about financial situation, then of course work, then of course breaking the news to the family (all macam happy tralala cept Lady Sleepalot).If according to the syariah and all,should not be a problem.Financially ader lah sikit-sikit nak cover,but then not enough for a full-blown wedding operation.Of course, I mentioned about the adat that comes with the wedding to Goofball, which he fully understood like the straight-A student that he is.I pointed out about the kursus kahwin as well (which reminds me that I've a one-day course next Wednesday--work related.Bleugh) and all those other compulsory obligation.Then there is the matter of locating my dad.Adoihhhhh.Susah woooo ini macam.That's the technical part of it all.And who said that getting married is easy?Like I said over and over again, think beyond the glitzy wedding dress, poyo photoshoots and subliminal announcement of your questionable virginity-wave goodbye.A lot of responsibilities to be carried out before, during and of course, AFTER the ceremony.Mentally I'm prepared, it's just that I'm worried over the tiny little things.

Basically the plan now is April-akad nikah then brief honeymoon (Rome, here I come!) and then THE AGONY OF BEING SEPARATED until December.Oh tidak.I have to finish my work here before I go there to Planet X, and he to make some preparations in Planet X, which includes another wedding reception (on his family side),the house, and of course getting my PR.I told him that I'm quite a trooper when it comes to long distance relationships, so hopefully that brief separation won't drive me insane..with longing.Haha.

But like I said, smua tu plan jer.Sounds a bit hurried, macam the kes where I SUKATI took off with Layla-poo, Jenglot and Gondol to Perhentian ages ago.Heh.But this is no Perhentian-trip.Nope.This is my life.Mother Queen sempoi jer, "go with the flow la".Wah, ibuku sudah rawk.Adik ku?Hmm..itu kene 'tuning' skit.

Well, basically that was the 'hectic' stuff in my life currently.Now I'm being bombarded with the family interrogating me about my 'secret affair' with Goofball and blablabla.Kira best kept secret lah konon.

Okay, gua kene tagged by Cik Gorgeous.6 weird things that I do and so far not many knows:

1)I must sleep with my hand touching the wall, or any furniture nearby.If I were to keep a gun under my pillow, beware.I'm quite trigger-happy.

2)I eat oats with everything.I eat oats with ikan masin/tomyam/peanut butter/milk and honey/anything soupy/chicken soup/mushroom soup.And at one time, vanilla icecream with a dash of paprika powder.

3)I do not eat watermelons because the smell reminds me of a crocodile.

4)I've freak-menstrual cycles.I ovulate twice a month, which means scientifically speaking I've 2 eggs produced every month which is why I'm get my PMS twice a month.On the plus-side, another reason why I'm often horny.My dad comes from a family with twins, so go figure.This is basic form 3 science, okay.

5)I fold my clothes at a certain way, therefore if somebody else had folded my laundry, I will unfold them and fold it to my liking and arranged them in my closet by color and type.

6)I've a lucky underwear which I only wear during my freak-menstrual moments.I've had it since 1997.It's lacy, it's beautiful and it's exotic.Reminds me of a spiderweb at times.

Okay, dah abis.You guys can go back to work now as I happily go to bed and think of naughty things to do with Goofball.

He asked me, "What will happen next?"

I said, "I don't know.But I know one thing, I'm glad that I'm not going through this alone"

Wah, tak jiwang namenyer tu?*kah kah kah* Tau takpe.

I asked, "What do YOU think?"

He answered,"No regrets, love, no regrets"

I'm glad that I've been working on my happily-ever-after.Yeah, sure I admit that I had shitty relationships, aku-blur relationships and ever pure lust relationships.But so far, I'm satisfied with what I have now.I definitely don't want to be defined by the ring around the finger, but hey, expect a lot of that to happen.Then like the typical worry-wart that I am, I pray that this would be my ONLY wedding.I don't think I could handle anymore heartbreaks.Like he said, "Girrrlerrr"(as in 'gile'--fyi, this is the first malay word I taught him.The second malay term;"jom makan" ha ha)

Of course, the devil name Encik Insecurity will always hang around.Can he tolerate my snorings?Would he love spicy food?Does he like spankings?Would he mind the jiggly thighs?Or my penchant for the color black?Or my wacky moments?Will my spontaneity scare him off?My outburst of joy and happiness when I eat icecream?And of course, the eternal question, will he always love me 'til death do us part?

Well, hopefully good things come our way, I suppose.He's optimistic in that way.Infact, when things get shitty he always had something to say and make it all okay!Whee...it rhymes!Anyway, despite all my insecurities about the upcoming pertukaran 'status' , I'm still the old nutball who has done a houdini on her own blog more than once.The only thing new about me is that I've gained extra kilos and very much hating my thighs AND that laksa-lady in Satok who was so rude to Mother Queen.Hope she(rude laksa-bitch) falls, head first, into that big vat of boiling laksa-soup.

Amin.Yes, God, I'm happy...thanks.

Eh, you know what?I am so damn takut okay.Takut to be that pompuan ngade-ngade who blogs 24 freakin' hours about her kekasehhh haaati.Yelah, aku dok percaya mende-mende cam what goes around comes around.You see, I've this kepuasan hati by laughing sampai asthma at people's blog-entries about their 'snuggy-wuggy'.So macam kes gua skarang, gua tengah dup-dap-dup-dap-jantong berdetak cinta with Goofball.So, gua nyer tendency untuk melalut jiwang-tahap-dewaaa di dalam blog adalah lebih kurang 110%.Satu perangkaan yang menakotkan, sebab somewhere somehow adelah manusia lain yang dok baca blog aku dan gelak guling-guling.

...tapi kan, gua pikir gak...pedulik ape, blog aku..sukati ah.

Berita sukan: attention smua, kalau esok cuaca tiba-tiba mendung, awan berputar serta ribut-petir maka time itulah gua tengah swimming.Sekian terima kasih.

I'm paranoid now.At the thought of my 'blissful happiness' will be over soon.Cannot help it maaa...been dating a lot of jantan keparats lately, so that contributed to my lack of trust in the menfolk.But it doesn't say that I don't like men.Bak kata Ms.Gorgeous kepada saya pada hari Ahad lepas, "I so hate men right now...but I don't like women either".Hadoih.Kelakar.You guys must think I'm so keji to gelak terbahak-bahak at Gorgeous's plight.Bukan begitu, I sympathize with her, she's my friend...a good one to boot, gorgeous plak tu.It's just sad that some people, specifically men tak reti nak hargai orang macam tu.Anyway, back to my konon 'girlfriend-jitters', I'm so scared at the possibilty of being hurt again.Oh tidak, tidak.Tidak sanggup.Dah cukup gua suffer, okay.Siap buleh naik gila.Takdelah gila nak bunoh diri, tapi gila yang hampir memusnahkan 'aql sendiri tu aderlah.Tapi takpe, gua sudah gembira, gua redha dan gua rawk jer.

*gelak gatal* Goofball has BIG arms.Best nyer.Okay, I need sleep.Nak berangan peluk Goofball.

Jiwang level: 95%

Gila level: off scale

Comel level: almost meluat

Sexy level: maintain

Debab level: scary

WARNING!This entry is awfully jiwang.And yes, I decided to blog about the man who stole my heart and made it his.

At last, I've successfully catapulted myself into the world of angaus melampaus, that's butchered Matin (malay+latin) for 'in love'.

My next question to myself is that, "Am I ready?"

In the words of the wise Spongebob Squarepants, I'M READAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

5 days has passed since the ring was finally here and on my finger.Of course, I am still dazed at the speed of our relationship and all.But I do believe that if he's the ONE, than be it.You just knew it.And that was what happened.In true Oscar-speech mode, I would like to thank God for him, and also to Mother Queen and The Matchmaker who introduced us.Although I was a bit doubtful at first, but then prior to our first uh...webcam meeting, I was hooked!

Then of course, after 120 days of more than a 150km phonecalls, 96 emails in between, 2 webcam sessions and countless text messages, he popped the question.Yes, comrades, THE question.

I was of course,about to hit the roof.Never in life had I thought I would be able to react to such question.But this time, even with tears of happiness (aku dah cakap, aku ni kan memang sentimental tahap dewaaaa punya), I said, 'yes' with the strangest feeling of peacefulness and calmness.Time tu gua pun pikir ,kalau gua nak mati gua mintak sangat-sangat kat Tuhan supaya gua mati ngan feeling aman camtu!C'monlah, besides the inevitable questions ask bila dah mati karang, this QUESTION pun dinanti-nanti dengan penoh debaran.And y'know what, IT DOES MAKE A DIFFERENCE.Hmm, funny laa.

Why should we wait?That was what he said.I was like, okay, convince me (aku kan minah skeptical)

I love his friendship, I love him, and I love his thoughts and all.And hell,he cooks a mean dish of I-dunno-how-to-pronounce -it dish (made of eggplant, lamb etc-some Lebanese dish).Yes, I love him...takut-takut jugak nak cakap mende-mende lap-u-lap-me ni, takut kes syok sendiri ke ape.Tapi tak gak,dia syok, gua syok smuaaaa syok.Mother Queen was the happiest so far.Akhirnya her prodigal daughter is about to embark a new life as...

...bini orang.

*kah!kah!kah!*.So, April will be THE date to make it all official.You will be updated of course.Bende baik takkan gua nak simpan kat dalam peti deposit kat bank.Nak canang-canang ah sikit, takderlah orang asyik dok email aku tak habis-habis tanyer pasal teori seks batang pisang aku jer *ha ha*.

Well, this is it.The next episode of my life as a curmudgeon in love.Still an undepaid phone-monkey though.Still have lemak-lemak berkrim.Still have 'aql and perasaan.Still cherish and love her friends and family.But this time I've something new in my life...I have my light in the dark tunnel, Mr.Goofball.Just tells you one thing, a real man knows what he wants alright

Happy Sunday people, I'm going to stare at my finger and smile foolishly to myself.