I had my hair cut off...

I was bored, and I temporarily lost my sanity (probably lah) last week! I went window shopping in Mid Valley the whole Saturday, and ended up entering a hair saloon. Didn't really know what prompted me to let the hairstylist hacking away my locks!
So, in less than an hour...I had a new haircut. It's a simple bobcut but mind you, not a la Victoria Beckham. Simply classic bobcut - the pageboy looks. You know, pageboys in those medieval era in England? yes, that's the one. I'd probably look shitty in my new haircut but oh well, i don't give a damn :-) besides, my hair grows very fast!!!

funny thing was, everyone in my office today - (in a first glance) thought that I was a new kid on the block. Really...my boss didn't even recognize me. He exclaimed: "ohhhh, it's you. I thought you're a new secretary"...well, fancy that, he was probably thinking 'who is that shitty and dimwit looking girl sitting on my secretary's desk?' hahahahaha...

Granted, it's actually a good feeling. I mean, doing some crazy things and you don't give a hoot on what other people might think. I know, I'm not particularly ravishing (ravishing? scratch that, I'd settle for UNPRETTY) with my new look but I'm happy cause I can laugh my craziness off and reminisce (maybe like "shit, what was I thinking?") about this say in about 3 or 5 years later?

Cuti-cuti Malaysia

Yipeeeeeeeeeee! Can't wait for tommorrow :-)

Me and a bunch of other friends will be going to Langkawi and that would be my first time visiting Langkawi. Hmmmm....the last time I tasted the tangy and salty taste of ocean was last year, during my visit to Kapas Island, Terengganu.

Back in KK, well....the ocean is just under your nose, so to speak! Gosh....how I miss everything and everyone in KK :-(

My voice? oooohh it's returned allright, but not completely. I'm still coughing every now and then but thank god it's not as bad as a couple of days ago. Looks like my diligence and devotion of gulping two spoonfull of the cough mixture every 4 hours interval and washing it down with a glass of water have been paid off! But...the results? God, the drowsiness was killing me. Such was the effect of the cough mixture. Just imagine, early morning while I was riding the LRT, even if I was standing and clinging onto the 'hand rail' (i don't know what's the name of that damn thing) I'd be dozzing off throughout the journey to my office! Gosh, there was one time that I nearly missed getting off to my station!

I'm counting the hours to tommorrow. Islands hopping? Now, that is a pleasant thought. Might as well squeeze it into our itinerary :-)

I'm losing my voice......:-(

I woke up this morning with a nearly gone voice!

the result? I'm a croaking frog around my office. My colleagues barely understand whatever words I'm trying to say. I've been taking medications since Monday! My friend even bought me traditional Chinese remedy for flu and sore throat. It's called: "Teh Herba Pai Chaw Wai Kan"

ok..forget about my illness.

My response to Papajoneh's entry in his blog about how much/true Sabahan are you questionnaires. Here goes mine:

1. You drive at right lane of the road, with a speed of only 50 KM/H. If people horn behind you, you still don’t know what’s wrong.
Ini mana dapat lesen ni? Was it “lesen kopi O?”

2. You have the luxury of working from 8 AM to 5 PM (get off work punctually).
nope, I work from 9am to 6pm

3. You don’t believe that there is any “clean” politician in Sabah.
Talk about “Politik Sabun, Politik Duit” kebanyakan mereka lebih suka mengembangkan poket masing2, selfish and greedy!

4. You feel “obligated” to reach the top of Mount Kinabalu at least once in a lifetime.
Ehem…ehem…I admit I’m no Mr. Salagan but I’ve been there once

5. You prefer a big car than a big house (probably you can’t drive a big house around to show off).
Can I want both? Heheheh…ok la, I’m a petite sumandak so a tiny car is ok

6. You wear slipper and short wherever you go, even in city.
yeah, I do that most of the time but I’d make sure that slipper is at least on the trendy side. Well, slipper design nowadays is very ‘kheng’ mah. Mau yang ada corak kartun, corak batik, corak geometri? Semua ada :-)
Tapi…kalau di kampung, selipar jipun warna merah, oren, hijau, biru semua pakai. Kadang2 tu, ada yang belubang sudah di tumit kaki, nipis dan putus tangkai (ni sambung balik) hantam jak pakai. Yang penting, ada poh…. tidak lah juga tepijak tai langot :-D

7. You still think that Labuan belongs to Sabah.
Well, I know that Labuan is a FT but deep down, I think Labuan and Sabah cannot be parted.

8. You will not go to any FREE seminar / function that has no food or refreshment.
Bah…siapa mo pigi seminar/function kalau teda makanan? Personally, I don’t really like going to any seminar, free or paid whatsoever

9. You don’t care about service. You just want things cheap, cheap, cheap.
Sometimes lah but nowadays, I tend to accept the fact that if you want a ‘tip top’ services, you have to pay more. Yeah, I can handle that

10. You know where to get your candles and torch light quickly in the total darkness (due to training by frequent blackout).
Yes! This is soooooo true.

11. You know what “aramaitiee” means…
ABUDEN?.....yes, ofkoz I know :-D
-cheers
-yaaaaam seeeeng
-salut
-salud
-kampai
-thanniiii
-minummmmmm....

12. You shout “referee bodoh” and at the same time throw mineral water bottles on the pitch during a football match at Likas stadium..
Hmmmm …. Never been to any stadium, thanks to TV / radio….however, I do curse sometimes especially when the players are diving here and there with no strong reasons. Sikit2 tumbang macam batang pisang buruk...Germany World Cup 2006, wahhhhh...so many diving stunts!

13. Your Timorese maid ran away with her lover, taking your money or jewellery along..
my family don’t hire maid. My mum is a ‘Superwoman’ but mostly, now that me and my sisters have grown up, we do the house chores

14. You doubt someone’s mykad whether it is real or fake..
Yup, no argument on that one. Apparently, nearly a million estimate of non-pribumis have acquired mykad, rumour says so. Betul atau tidak, you'd be the judge!

15. Your favourite assemblyman whom you vote and supported all this while…gambled away and lost a whopping 60 million ringgit in a London casino..
Holy cow…those millions are rakyat’s hard earned money and that fella lost it for nothing!

16. You go inside a karaoke at 12 pm and realise that the place is still open at 5 am…
Gosh…..how I miss go karaoke with friends in KK!

17. You come across a supposedly local person but with a very foreign accent..
Tell me about it!
Speaking about that, there’s a story about foreigners masquerading as locals. This happened when Sabah’s gahmen was doing an “operasi cegah PTI” a while back. One day, a truckload of policemen stopped a KK city bus en route to Inanam. So, one of the policemen asked one male passenger (he was sporting a slightly curly hair) to produce his mykad.

Officer: Mana IC?

Passenger: Ada tuan (he confidently fishes out his mykad) Ini tuan. Sya urang tampatan bah tuan.

Officer: (Takes the mykad and strokes his chin thoughtfully) Ohhh…bagus, bagus! Urang tampatan, bagus. Bah, kalau macam tu, cuba ko kira angka dari nombor 1 sampai 10.

Passenger: Bah. Sya kira ya tuan. Satu, dua, tiga, ampat, lima, anam, tujuh, DELAPAN…… (before he finishes counting, suddenly…..)

Officer: Heh, urang tampatan kunun! Naik ko di situ skarang jugak!! (pointing out the navy blue coloured police truck which was parked by the roadside)

Well, the passenger succeeded with flying colours on his local accent but unfortunately his thick Indon accent (when he pronounced DELAPAN, instead of LAPAN) gave him away!

18. You cannot vote in an election because someone has voted on behalf of you…hmmm….tanyakan pada pengundi hantu

19. You own a bakakuk
I don’t but my dad used to keep about 2 bakakuks. That was long time ago...and he never kept bakakuk inside our house. Kalau polis datang, habis!

Well, that’s about it lah. To sum if up, I believe I am a true Sabahan.

Bad Week

Hhhhgggggggh.....!

This week is definitely not a good week for me. I've been sick since last Sunday. My throat is burning and am coughing blood (don't worry, not so much blood. most definitely ulcer), my head is aching and I've been suffering from hot and cold fever and also vomitting.

On Monday morning, I dragged myself to the nearby clinic and the doctor gave me about 5 type of medications! Aduiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii........i'm not a fan of medicine, any medicines! I had about 1 day MC and the next day (Tuesday) I forced myself to work, I had to! Thinking about the mountainous works, uh huh...not a good picture at all. I can't afford to take a loooong 'cuti' because I have 4 ppl depending on me. Yeah, i'm a secretary to 4 different bosses! Now, how crazy is that? Believe me, I'm not joking....hence, the neverending workloads!

Yesterday after lunch, I emptied my gut down the toilet bowl. So, I was left with an empty belly and a raw throat, and of course with a very very bad aftertaste!

Today, I am still having a fever but thankfully my headache is ok a bit. My throat? It's far from okay :-(

The Prison & The Prisoner

The bride tells her husband , "Honey, you know I'm a virgin and I don't know anything about sex. Can you explain it to me first?"

"OK, Sweetheart. Putting it simply, we will call your private place 'the prison' and call my private thing 'the prisoner'. So what we do is: put the prisoner in the prison."

And then they made love for the first time. Afterwards, the guy is lying face up on the bed, smiling with satisfaction. Nudging him, his bride giggles, "Honey the prisoner seems to have escaped."

Turning on his side, he smiles. "Then we will have to re-imprison him." After the second time they spent, the guy reaches for his cigarettes but the girl, thoroughly enjoying the new experience of making love, gives him a suggestive smile, "Honey, the prisoner is out again!"

The man rises to the occasion, but with the unsteady legs of a recently born foal. Afterwards, he lays back on the bed, totally exhausted.She nudges him and says, "Honey, the prisoner escaped again."

Limply turning his head, He YELLS at her, "Hey, its not a life sentence, OKAY!"


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:-) Have a nice weekend ahead

I've got a secret admirer?????

Wahliaoeh....early morning of Tuesday, the receiptionist in my office buzzed me, informing that there's a parcel for me. I was puzzled, because ah, I wasn't expecting anything, nor does my boss.

when I went to the reception area, issshhh, ingatkan parcel apa. Turned out, someone sent me flowers and a teddy bear. Aikkkk....I was wondering, mamat mana lak yang hantar bunga dan teddy bear kat aku ni. Hmmmm....kalau mamat tu bukan stalker, then it's allright I guess. But if he is some kind of psychopath, mati aku!

That whole day ah, my office colleagues were teasing me about the flowers.

Saturday night escapade

*sigh*

Saturday night, me and the girls decided to group out at UC, PJ Hilton. Coincidently, one of our batang frens was celebrating his birthday. Ok, actually we were invited to his birthday party . By 10.30pm, me and the girls were already there while the batangs group was still cruising the highway all the way from Seremban. They reached UC approximately at 11.15pm.

*sigh again*

We were kinda hoping for a more lively music that night but don't know lah. The band, who is currently performing there macam kurang rempah. I think they're pinoys. If i'm not mistaken, they are going by the name of The Blocks (or something) Ok, sure they are good musicians but their choices of songs that night was a bit boring. My group agreed that the performance is like, I don't know, let's just say that if Simon Cowell were there..he'd say something like 'booooring'

Yup, the music might be boring but I think the night progressed quite well. Let's see if I can recall anything.

Hmmmm....I think I had a short trip to the beach and made wild sex, twice! While I'm on it, Johnnie walked in holdings a tray of tequila shots. Then, Mr. Carlsberg decided to join and said "hey, wanna do foursome?"

Hahahaha...

2am something, we cabuted from the place and continued to go karaoke in Bangsar. Hmmmm...I bumped into a very cute guy (I've met him a couple of times at the same place). So, he said "hey girl, nice to see you again. Why don't you get your ass over here and join us?"

so off I went to his table (he's at the public lounge with another good looking batang) and said, "Well, thanks for noticing my fine ass and heck, I think I might just do that"

There i was with two jugs of beer sitting on the table and two lengchais while the rest of my partners in crime were honing their singing skills amidst slurred words and off key singings (they're quite wasted) inside VIP room No. IV.

4.00am, my group left and headed straight to the mamak restaurant nearby. I reached my house around 5am something, washed my face, undressed and fell flat to my nose into my bed and woke up around 2pm the next day with a nasty hangover.


Foursome and hangover, whew...what a way to spend a weekend!