a hair pulling sensation

today at work 

Shafiq came to visit.

those are pictures from his last day at work btw.

anywhoos, we had a little birthday celebration for boss department sebelah.

she is this cute little petite thing yang have the ability to entertain you all day long.

Kak Iza turned 3113 today.

as we took the cake out for her to tiup tiup, i recorded her bday speech (atas permintaan ramai).

Kak Iza being camera shy made me stop recording, 

bila tak successful, she made me delete it.

im serious.

she MADE me.

she literally pulled my hair like you would normally expect to see in a bitchfight dalam wrestling show. 

she was like "delete cepat! Tasha! delete! kalau tak i tarik kuat lagi!''

Boy, she wasnt kidding.

hahahahaha.

"Kalau i boleh buat kat Fatim(thats my boss btw) i takde hal nak buat kat anak buah dia!"

huhu. tak sangka this smaaaaall lady yang muka comel nak mampus boleh tahan brutal 

(wahahah. lama tak guna the word brutal! LOL)

so itu lah conclusion nya.

hari ni my hair was yanked. 

literally.

oh. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MS. IZAWATI!

30 going on 13 uhh? 

*wink wink*

p/s: i think im in love with the word literally. XD

go gunners part 5(?)

oh tonight we shall kick ass

(i said kick, not kiss)

oh yes we shall we shall

and if we lose at our own field

and i dont get my beauty sleep

expecting to face a handful of MU tormentors at work tomorrow morning

oh yes, i shall take an MC

but dont worry

colleagues

im pretty sure you'll be seeing me at my desk

not working,

probably chatting online and blogging

oh, but yes, 

ill be at work

heck, ill come to work in my jersey!

so watch me

watch me 

watch us while we beat you

tonight, 

at Emirates.

we'll see you by the goalpost.

ok sekian terima kasih

dah habis merepek

oh dear

you like being in a mess dont you

as beautiful as it might be

kau tak tahu

you should already know that there is nothing i like better than a good challenge.

but you should also know that maybe i am tired of playing games.

ke hadapan Encik Syazwan bin Ramlan

encik,
dengan ini saya memohon maaf kerana tidak mampu bangun ketika anda mengejutkan saya di mamak beberapa hari yang lalu.

sesungguhnya saya teramat la penat sehingga tidak mampu membuka mata mahu pun mengeluarkan kata kata yang koheren (thats coherent in malay no?).

maaf kerana kamu bersungguh sungguh menggoyangkan kaki saya dan merasuah saya dengan teh tarik suam segelas tapi saya tidak berlakon. saya memang 3/4 mati ketika itu.

saya berjanji akan membalas budi anda di lain hari.

sekian terima kasih.

p/s: maaf juga ditujukan kepada cik yaya dan cik shasha kerana mencuba dgn penuh gigih untuk mengejutkan saya di pagi hari. maaf, katil saya gusang. :P

mati tatkala tidur?

i just discovered that i tend to meracau and talk utter crap when im deeply asleep.

yesterday, i slept at 530 in the morning, knowing that im going to wake up in an hour or so for a mamak session. at 630, my friends jumped on the bed and shook me from under the covers.

FIRST ATTEMPT
"Sha, Bangun! Bangun! Jom la pergi Ameeth!"
"Ughhh. Kenapa laju sangat???"
pengsan.

SECOND ATTEMPT
"Sha bangun la cepaaaat. Jom la pergi... Diorg dah tunggu dah ni.."
"Takmau la. I tak nak bangun. Katil i gusang!"
pengsan.

Needless to say, they stopped trying (possibly after spending an ample time trying to figure out what gusang means) and they left for mamak without me.

Tapi kali ini, saya tak kisah kena tinggal. Padan muka. Siapa suruh tidur mati?

lalat umur 27 tahun yang hot

Last weekend was unexpectedly awesome.

I hate the fact that im the youngest among the six and still, i look like im the eldest! We were playing the roadtrip game

Who among the six of us looks the oldest?
They unanimously pointed the finger at me. And the age is 27, thank you very much. its nice to know that i look 6 years older than i really am.

AND they said i looked like a lalat because i was wearing a lalat shades.

In rebutttal, i posed another question:
Who among the six of us is the hottest?
I answered, ME! you could hear the sound of crickets coming from the other 5.

hence, i was the 27 year old lalat yang paling hot.

Hmmm.

(im totally not forcing u lot to understand the point of this post, because frankly i know its just sampah. ;P )

We went scouting for clothes to sell, and i fell in love with most of the things that i found, im kind of stuck in a rut, feeling like i want to keep them instead of selling. :P

I learnt many things during the weekend.

Like, some vegetables have the ability and power to bring people together. *wink wink* Aaaand, that sarcasm goes a long way. And that people are not exactly what you always expect them to be.

satu hari di hari raya

pada suatu ketika, saya menemani rakan rakan berdansa.

mereka berada di antara dua alam(mungkin). saya masih berpijak di bumi yang nyata(mungkin).

saya pantang dicabar.

mereka tahu.

apabila kelibat adam c. kelihatan di antara khalayak ramai, saya disuruh memberitahu beliau bahawa beliau kacak.

saya rasa tak perlu pun untuk dia diberitahu. saya agak pasti dia sudah pun tahu. pasti terlalu ramai orang yang menggunakan 'ayat mengangkat' tersebut untuk menarik perhatian beliau.

tapi kerana saya pantang dicabar dan saya tidak peduli pun jika beliau merasakan saya seorang groupie, maka saya mengambil beberapa tapak ke hadapan.

"adam, i was dared by my friends to tell you that you're cute!"

saya senyum secomel mungkin dan bergegas dari tempat kejadian.

dia senyum semula dan mengangkat gelas ke arah saya dari jauh.
saya tiada gelas untuk diangkat semula.

im pretending to be all vague and mysterious.

sometimes, people surprise you.

sometimes, you think people do absurd things that you cant even comprehend. until you find yourself in their shoes.

sometimes, morality and reality snaps you out of your dream. and nightmare.

sometimes, you just cant win it all.

but most of the times, you never get what you want.

gunners part four

it seems that all i do nowadays is talk about the gunners. its not that i dont have anything more exciting to dish out, its just that not all of them are suitable for public viewing. hahaha.

anyways, i still havent had a wink of sleep for the past 27 hours.

i probably wouldnt be as pissy and grumpy as i am now if i didnt feel cheated having to watch a bunch of schoolkids playing football in Physical Education class (kelas Pendidikan Jasmani) when i was expecting a fast, adrenaline pumping game between two big rivals.

i think we couldve won if only arshavin and van persie were in the game last night. its like, HEL-LO!!! cant you pick a better time to get injured??? pergi la injured time lawan dengan the underdogs! tak payah la time nak face off dgn MU kat Old Trafford jugak kau nak sakit sana sini!

Hish.

hahaha.

Oh. and i dont think Wenger shouldve replaced Walcott with Bendtner jugak. I mean, come onnnnnn!!! did u see that header that he made? The ball couldve easily went into the bloody goal if it wasnt for his big head! Bleuggghhhh!

Though id have to say, I love Almunia. His saves were awesome. I still cant decide who i love more, Buffon or Almunia. Heheh.

Anyways, the game ended with me biting 7 of my fingers and messing up my hair making it look as if i had just been gang banged. (please jgn ada mental image. saya cuma berkata kata dalam tona sarkastik/hiperbola)

and now. im sleepy. and groggy.

just u wait devils. we'll get u back next tuesday! *eager grin*

I havent cried over you for a while now.
but last night, i cried.

go gunners part three.

last saturday night, i was half elated when i found out that man u got arsed by tottenham spurs 2-0 by half time. too bad they actually kejar balik 5-2. big bummer.

but soon after, i just had to jump up and down balik.

first, arshavin made the arsenal liverpool match his one man show, scoring 4 goals dengan gempaknya. that last goal, wahlau, *clap hands like a hyperactive child*

and then, fabregas pulak hogged an entire match when he led the gunners to win 2-0 over m'borough.

tralallalalalala.

happy much? XD

rumours can be misleading

you, my friend, have been misled.
its a good thing you talked to me first to clear it off before you became one of the news spreader.
hoho.

i am still single.
i am not dating anyone at the moment.
so, please, dont assume.

shagoo. ini ditujukan kepada kawan baik anda. hahaha.
nasib baik anda pandai! LOL.

p/s: saya tak dapat tgk dia pun lagi!

cerita sedih

sometimes, when you put your hopes up high.
thats when you'll be disappointed.
maybe optimism is not the answer for everything.

perihal emcee

Saya suka bercakap.
Sangat suka.
Saya rasa semua orang yang kenal saya tahu saya suka berkata kata serta merepek repek dalam volume yang tinggi.

Saya suka berdiri di atas pentas,
di bawah lampu terang,
dan merapu tanpa ada script.
membuat lawak spontaneous yang sesuai mengikut keadaan.

Lebih seronok kalau co-host saya sama wavelength(kepanjangan ombak?).
Dan bila saya kata kan sama wavelength, sudah pasti saya tak maksud kan emcee Eupho yang tidak beragak agak kerudean nya.

[to Derek-I learnt ur name from the other emcees- if you ever come across this blog, I’m sorry to say but you could’ve handled things more professionally. Maybe ull get better over time, but frankly speaking, if I were to be paired up with u during the most recent Eupho, I would probably gag you with my mic onstage.]

Dalam ramai ramai, saya paling selesa di ganding kan dengan

Ivan Sylvester(the best,baby,the best),

Sharifah Nadiah(terlebih byk chemistry di situ) serta

Ismal Ishak(nama bapak kita sama!) .
Tak rasa stress. Tak rasa seperti tengah bekerja!

Ya, mungkin kadang kadang, kami seolah olah budget diva(bak kata Ismal) tapi tidak sebenarnya.
Apabila keadaan berkecamuk terjadi di balik pentas, Tuhan saja yang tahu benda benda pelik yang disuruh kami lakukan untuk memperbetulkan keadaan.

Perkara yang paling memalukan sekali di atas pentas ada lah perkara yang paling best. Saya pernah:
tersasul nama(oh itu biasa!),
tertak jumpa script(yang sebenarnya ada di dalam pocket Ivan),
mengamuk satu level short je dari menjelma menjadi Incredible Hulk di belakang pentas kerana marah kepada pihak tertentu dan di pujuk oleh jejaka kacak dari Estranged tapi pada masa itu saya tak dah tak nampak dah kekacakan Andy Drummer Boy yang sedang memujuk dan terus berasap tanpa menghiraukan pujukan mana mana pihak,
terpaksa konon konon main gitar tapi bunyi yang direkod tak keluar,
dikutuk liberally oleh pelbagai pihak kerana memakai pakaian yang ‘tidak sesuai’(padahal saya memakai baju lengan panjang dan seluar di bawah lutut),
diganding kan dengan pasangan yang gila glamour tak nak beri peluang untuk orang lain berkata kata
dan macam macam lagi.

Sejurus selepas majlis, memang selalu rasa nak tangkup kepala dengan tong sampah, tetapi bila diingat kan balik, memang seronok gelakkan diri sendiri sambil memaki maki.

Terlalu banyak memori.
Di luar dan di dalam UTP.

Kadang kadang sakit hati.
Tapi kadang kadang rindu.
Macam mana?