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Sunday, November 30, 2008 Y
will you marry me? haha..



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11/30/2008 07:35:00 PM




Tuesday, April 15, 2008 Y
will you marry me? haha..

hello everyone. it's 10am on a Tuesday morning and here i am, at home, typing away.

on 1-day MC la.

i've been having dry coughs & flu for the past few days and yesterday was the worst. was sneezing the whole time plus the nose block. decided to see the doctor even tho' i'm not that sick. meaning, i'll go to the doctor when my temperature hits 38 degrees and above. itu confirm dapat 2 hari MC.. hee..

arrghhh.. idungku sumbat..

has anybody seen the latest movie by Keanu Reeves? Street Kings? well, i do. hmm.. not the "up there" kind of movie.. good cop turns bad, killing each other, betrayal blah3x.. and Chris Evans had to die! ppffttt. Chris Evans = the human torch from the movie "Fantastic Four". yesss.. that one! and there were appearances from Common and The Game (50 Cent protege). who's that? nevermind.. you guys just have to watch lotsa MTV.

i need to bathe now. and start doing on my assignment.

ciao!



i need you right now..
4/15/2008 06:20:00 AM




Friday, April 04, 2008 Y
will you marry me? haha..

the new song from britney spears rocks la.

break the ice.

no, i'm not joking. go listen to it.

and and and.. abg randy retains his title as WWE Champion! alamakkk... power sei! and he's married.. in real life. soon-to-be daddy. just found out about it while searching for "Randy Orton" under wikipedia. ric flair has retired, finally. and beth phoenix can really wrestle. unlike the other divas. and she has the most biggest biceps for a woman.

altogether now - JOHN CENA PERGI BALIK KAMPUNG DA!

yes.. i'm gonna watch Wrestlemania 24 when it airs on Demand TV.

that aside, i'm itching to buy something. anything. even tho' i don't need it. digicam? handphone? shoes? more shoes? more more shoes?

or maybe i shld settle for spongebob & patrick.



i need you right now..
4/04/2008 10:06:00 PM




Monday, March 24, 2008 Y
will you marry me? haha..

took leave last Tuesday & went to the Asian Civilisation Museum with Boo - and to escape the ever-so-boring iELS meeting at work. haha.

but seriously, ever since i "changed" post, my life's at work has been a drag. i'm no longer doing my normal routine at work coz i'm "expected" to do things which are of higher responsibility. up til now, i still don't know what's my new workload - all i know is i'm supposed to do the weekly draft roster, to understudy REMO/PMO thingie, to reply to the generic email and to attend the iELS meetings.

oooooooo-kay.

if i'd known i'm supposed to be responsible over such things and more - and i mean MORE, i wouldn't even want to apply for the job in the first place. i'd rather stay as a contract staff and not worry over such stuffs. sighhh..

i hate it when people refer me as "The New MSO". ya.. must you tell it to everybody? not everyone reads their email, y'know.

back to the museum trip. the Nalanda Trail exhibition was going on and we decided to give it a go. it showed how Buddhism was spread via the Silk Road. interesting. saw lots of statues and the different roles the statues hold. there were other exhibition going on too. my favourites include the west asia/islamic gallery - old Qur'ans, ceramic pottery, islamic history etc - and the javanese gallery, i love the gamelan set. would love to have that playing for my wedding. hee.. berangan.

we spent almost 3 1/2 hours inside the museum. worth the 10 bucks. decided to have late lunch at BK marina square and camwhored along the way. i was already feeling dizzy as i was too hungry. walked around marina square and watched The Spiderwick Chronicles.

next trip, National Museum of Singapore!



i need you right now..
3/24/2008 06:56:00 PM




Thursday, March 13, 2008 Y
will you marry me? haha..

i don't know why.. ever since i came back from the iELS meeting this afternoon, my mood changed. i was in a rush to get hm.. i snapped at my yot.. haiyaaa..

she asked too many questions and i guess i lost it.

arrghhh!!!

what the hell is happening to me??!!

yesterday i went to beach road with Boo and a nenek strike up a conversation with us. i've seen the nenek before.. i guess.. she's the one selling keropoks from her trolley.. i can't exactly make out what she was talking about except for.. ".. orang mcm awak bagus.. bole jaga nenek.. nk kawin carik ade keta.. mesti yg lawa.. nenek punya anak.."

i guess she was lonely and wanted someone to talk to. and suddenly i thought about my yot. when was the last time i spend time with her? or talked nicely to her? i can't imagine my yot sitting at a hawker centre in the rain, feeling so lost & lonely.

i can be nice to others but not towards my own flesh & blood?

i hate myself at this moment. i really do.



i need you right now..
3/13/2008 04:05:00 PM




Wednesday, March 12, 2008 Y
will you marry me? haha..

mr. burn was excitedly relating his story about a cat trapped inside the current empty Majestic building at Chinatown yesterday during work. knowing that i was a cat lover, mr. burn actually managed to drag me & kak asnah to help free the poor kitty. upon reaching there, we saw the poor kitty slumped up against the wall, looking frail and was curled up like a ball.

mr. burn told us that the cat must have been trapped for at least 3-4 days, with no food, air or water to survive. we looked around the empty shop, looking for ways to free the kitty, but we didn't see any possibilities on how to save it. how the cat ended up in there in the first place remained a mystery.

it was close to 8pm, and me & kak asnah squated in front of the shop, knocked on the glass door to see if the cat was still alive. thank God it was.

we went to look for its previous owners as there was a notice posted in front of the empty shop hoping that they would still have the key to free the cat. fat hope. fearing for the cat's safety, what did we do next? mr. burn dialled 999. yesss.. triple nine. mr. burn lodged a report on the locked-up kitty and was told by the operator that they will send some men-in-blue at that empty shop.

we waited. waited. and waited.

people were looking at us, esp at mr. burn. only then we realised that we were standing at Chinatown's red light district. maybe they were thinking.. mr. burn is striking a deal with 2 tudung-clad pros? siow...

an ang-moh just touched an ayam's bum up front.. right in front of the traffic light.. according to kak asnah la..

15 minutes passed and still no sign of the men-in-blue. we were getting restless. we nearly wanted to go off when all of us turned around to look at the cat at the same time. and screamed.

the cat had just walked right past us.

did it managed to escape by itself? but thru where/what/who? we didn't see any doors/windows/gaps!

there was actually an empty hole meant for the window right in front of the shop! all these while, the kitty went in and out thru that hole! and mr. burn thought that the kitty was trapped. and he already called the police! die.. how?

i told him to call back 999 and "cancel order". few minutes after he "cancelled order", a policeman called him back to confirm his cancellation. mati la.. luckily he wasn't charged with nuisance call.. hee..

so.. ms adhana.. what should the public do when there is REALLY a trapped cat inside a building?



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3/12/2008 10:21:00 PM




Thursday, February 14, 2008 Y
will you marry me? haha..

no.. i did not receive any flowers/chocolates/sexy lingerie on valentine's day. in fact, i don't even celebrate it at all. to me, it's just an average normal day where some people are waiting to get laid by their partners. my colleagues and i even came up with the idea of going around Bishan Park tonight armed with a video-cam. haha..

but if you guyz come across any black roses, you're more than welcome to give them to me.

i've been so tired at work these past few days that i looked like a walking zombie. the only thing that keeps me awake are the constant kecoh-ness at work. and the unhealthy daily dosage of nescafe. and i can't seem to finish up the nescafe as it was soOoOoOo sweet. potong kaki nye manis.

auntie/apek.. i asked for nescafe siew tai.. but how come u still mix large amounts of condensed milk PLUS evaporated milk to my nescafe? how to drink lei.. manis you know..



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2/14/2008 07:46:00 PM








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