Entry: Weight a Minute! Monday, January 12, 2009



Recuperating. Thanks Nad. Thanks for listening. Thanks for not judging, Thanks for not saying that I'm stupid. Hahaha. Walaupon aku tak terjadikan ko sasterawati negara, tapi best kan, tau yang aku bermasalah, sebab aku asik berlagak yg aku takde masalah?

Ngaaaaahahahahaha....... sigh. adeyh.

1. What should a woman do when she lost a bit of weight? I have a perfectly good answer for that. Be happy for a while and do nothin. Come to think of it, worrying that you're fat makes you fatter, and trying too hard to be thin will also makes you fatter. At least inside your head. It's just enough to have the most straightforward person tell you if you are or not. That's it.

2. Wonder why g-strings are called g-strings... what does that 'G' stands for anyway? Come to think of it, if you look carefully, they should've called it 'T'-string.

3. Jis, Masni and I lepak kat Dataran Shah Alam yesterday, and saw some kids playing with fire. I mean, their parents must be proud... it's whether their kids gonna grow up and become a firefighter.... or arsonists

4. Do you know what I hate other than perverts?
Perverts that have bad grammar.
Like this one guy in flixter (yeah, some people on flixter are really creepy weirdos) who send me a creepy message that goes;
"Can I lick your pussy, my friend?"
........... seriously dude, nobody talked dirty to a stranger and calling them 'friend'. Don't you even know the 'rule of rudeness'?
Pervert wannabes....

5. I never realised how many Pringles (sour cream and onion flavour) that the family consumed per month, until dad arranged all the cylinder tube thingy on the floor next to the store room, and it resembles a city filled with skyscrapers. Wow, we really ARE Pringles-obsessed.

6. Once upon a time, on dad's birthday, I bought him a keychain that has his name on it with what kind of character he has at the back (it's easy to find, as 'Kamarudin' is a common malay name). So just now, I read it again;
"KAMARUDIN - Bererti Bulan Agama. Ketenangan jiwa sentiasa tergambar pada wajahnya. Berkeperibadian tinggi, berhati-hati dan sentiasa memelihara tingkah laku dan tutur kata. Banyak berahsia dan sukar dimengertikan."
Yup, that's dad alright. The keychain maker must be a real genius!

7. Upon chatting with my colleague about my dad's Indonesian movies collection, I realised that not even once I watched any of it (except for 'Mak Lampir'). So yesterday I decided to watch 'Tangkuban Perahu'.
Boy. That Marissa Haque lady sure look and sound like Fasha Sandha. And hell she cannot act to save her life. If I had to hear her scream 'Kakang!' halfheartedly again, Imma kill myself.

8. On Saturday, it was the third time the neighbourhood got another sembur nyamuk activity done by MBSA again, making the street filled with fog-like oddly smelling spray. And this time, all my siblings are at home (it was Monday and Thursday before this), so like any other activity, the Kamarudin's family has our own way of responding towards the thing.
Kaklong: "Ah, jangan! Kita dalam "The Mist"! "The Mist"! Nanti nyamuk aedes makin besar!"
Aying: (sambil cuba memukul jerebu yang masuk ke rumah whilst screaming) "Take that! And that! And that!" 
Moi: "Ah, manusia dalam kemusnahan, kita harus cari human sacrifice! Bunuh! Bunuh!" (pretending to be Mrs. Carmody)
Then dad went outside into the smoke
"Ayah! Masuk! Masuk! Nanti kena serang dengan serangga raksasa!!!!"
(But all this joke would mean nothing if you never read nor watched Stephen King's 'THE MIST')

9. "Masa kat Indonesia dulu, dekat rumah member, ayah pergi makan. Ambik la satu lauk kari ni, lepas tu tiba-tiba ada sorang cina indonesia ni bagitau, "You tak boleh makan tu Din. Tu kari daging babi."
5 minutes later
"Ada satu buah ceri tu, orang panggil buah cenerai. Mula-mula warna hijau, lepas tu tukar jadi warna merah, bila masak dia jadi warna hitam dan jatuh ke tanah. Yang hitam tu sedap dimakan. Tapi kalau silap kutip, terkutip dan makan taik kambing, sebab rupa dia sama."
"Ayah ni. Daging babi, taik kambing, benda apa ajelah yang masuk dalam perut."

10. Upon watching ANOTHER of Mawekin wedding on TV dad said,
"Mawi ni nak bersanding sepanjang tahun ke?"
and then started on an argument with mum regarding Mawi's wedding. I'm not being biased here. But of course aku sokong ayah. Ha.
"Mawi macam si Tanggang," says dad. "Dia pergi KL, nampak pompuan lawa, terus lupa tunang lama." Even mum had to laugh at that.

11. I cut my hair finally. 'Twas difficult at first, cuz when you had your hair all shiny and dark and pretty due to the tricky lighting at the salon, you almost wanna get up and go home. But nope. Snip snip, and gone all those locks that has been bugging my head.
I almost wanted to tell the girl to just stop trying to make it into a bob. I mean, what's the use? I am so gonna destroy the style in a matter of two days anyway.
And returning home and have my mum went, "You look like me in that picture when I was 18, with makdik."
And I look into the mirror and go, "My God, I DO look like mum."  
Mun, Tim, Nad... upon seeing me again with my new haircut I demand you guys to agree that it's cute, even if it's not! This is an order, since I'm so loyal and being a good friend all this years and all... hahahahahahaha

   6 comments

shai
January 12, 2009   10:58 PM PST
 
masni,
#2) Haha, macam tajuk buku alfred hitchcock plak, 'The Mystery of Gstrings"

#3) Aku macam tgh taak piker ape2 pon psl problem aku. ahahaha

#11) eyh but the first few hours lepas potong I went "God, I can't braid it, takleh buat sanggul, takleh buat tu takleh buat ni... claustrophobic seketika. hahahahahahaha. cam bengong je
m-azian
January 12, 2009   09:56 PM PST
 
#2) I think g-strings are called g-string because if you crumple it, it would look like that complicated g-cursive...but if you're looking from the top view, it would be more like 8-string..huh, the g-string mystery~

#3) I think Shai is in deep thought at that time.. =)

#11) ouh, cutting the hair. You're a strong woman! At Melaka, my friend dared me to crop my hair, and I agreed. Upon sitting inside the saloon, the guy asked me "wow..nice wave? You buat dekat kedai ye?" dengan kembangnya I replied "oh, it's natural.." and he replied with that surprised face "Really? Cantiknya..!" and finally I say "err, potong sikit jer, kay" and stand the risk being humiliated by my friend instead. See, it takes only the strong to be able to crop the hair..haha!! To think about it, saloon & their people always makes us feel like our hair looks pretty, and we tend to only cut it a little, and it'll be less hair to sweep with load cash coming in~
shai
January 12, 2009   09:15 PM PST
 
sebab masa tu die blom jadi masalah. ahahahahahaha...
Jis
January 12, 2009   08:06 PM PST
 
sekarang aku akan membebel; "apesal ko diam je masa mlm tu & membiarkan je aku berckp?"

ur family & me can be good frens. only me in the family eat onion & sour cream. tp, aku makan mr potato sbb dia murah & buatan malaysia.

can't wait to see ur kembar empat pix.
Name
January 12, 2009   03:36 PM PST
 
just as I suspected, tak seronok langsung dpt pujian tak ikhlas. Ahahahahahahaha
mun
January 12, 2009   11:40 AM PST
 
owh...cutenye..... sangat2, sangat cuuutteeee.....

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