nak kawin dengan kawin, bole?

Goalie Thailand is so charming in his own naughty way.*mesmerized*

                                          Kawin Thamsatchanan

cerita inai

i bet cerita ini sudah basi.
sebab cerita inai ini berlaku pada bulan 1 aritu. its been 11 months ago kalau x silap. jap.did i tell u already? i have been married to mr.H.
mcm biase lah nak jadi perantin kan, kenalah pakai inai. cliche.
sibuk sana sini,susun kusi sana sini, gubah bunga, uruskan lishiscrap (which is always a crap). last2 sempat pakai inai pukul 4 pagi. kul 6 dah nak bangun nak gi jumpe tok kadi.(chewwah mcmlah aku yang kene lafaz akad nikah)
mata dah ngantuk gile ni.mlm tu tido ditemani dgn seorang bidadari iaitu adat (puji melambung sbb she's been great during being my bridesmaid) dan juga sejenis makhluk yg x lain x bukan is lish (okla.puji jugakla.she's been helping me with a lot of things before and after wedding (including mengayat mr.H sewaktu aku tgh make out.eh make up.mmg x bole harap kan?)
anyway mmg la jeles sbb shes hot with boobies, but knowingly that we are the same person, so what the heck la kan.
oklah kembali kepada cerita inai.
akupun baru nak lelap tatkala dua sahabatku sedang rancak bertarung dan berbalas dengkur.
tido punye tido.bangun je pukul 6.gi toilet.tgk cermin.UWA!
ada tattoo di muka aku.aku cpt2 recall.x silap aku,aku suh budak penginai tu buat inai kt jari je.bukan buat tattoo kt muka aku.
siap ade corak bunga and daun2 bagai kt pipi aku yg mungil ini.
cuak.kul 8 kang nk gi masjid dah.terus aku capai facial wash safi rania gold (teringat iklan safi rania.tapi x nampak pulak rozita che wan.yang obvious teteknya shj.memalukan)
tenyeh punye tenyeh.
done.pedih2 sket muka.
beberapa minit slps tenyeh,ade parut kt pipi.ho yeah!korang ingat inai senang ke nak ilang?mmg tak ar.
sume org cuak tgk parut kt pipi aku.dah la lepas nikah,terus nk sanding.
mak aku siap ckp, parut inai ni,mau sethn melekat.
aku anggap itu hanya cakap2 kosong beliau.
as a result, parut inai itu masih di pipiku sehingga sekarang.
DAMN.

crazy

the clock is ticking.
now dah pukul 7.30am.aku pukul jugak kang.i'm still at my 'dearest office' ever.
today's saturday.i have been here since yesterday - friday 8.30am.
means that aku tak balik pun lagi semenjak jumaat.
dan tak tidur.surprisingly tak baring.

thanks to LBS. also thanks to sime darby. not to forget to gamuda.
thanks for helping me in growing my eyebag.they looks even better now because i dont have to wear any eyeliner or mascara or whatsoever.

merepek sebab dah jadi panda.

Maigad.maigad.

lama kan?
ok.i know.stop bebelling. (buat buat macam ade stalker yang bising bising sebab dah lama x blogging).
sedangkan kalau tengok kat 'feed me' tuh, sume stalker dari mane tah.from weird countries.nampak sangat spammer.
anyway.
ni cerita semalam.
macam biasa.aku balik kerja malam. (jangan salah faham ye.bukan shift mak guard.aku tau aku tuff.tapi tak semestinya k)
stopped by kat 7e.depan tu ade gerai jual nasi lemak.by knowing me yang memang peminat tegar nasi lemak.tambahan pula, dengan keadaan diri ini yang kelaparan.memang terliur jugakla kan.
gerai tu ada nama. ROMY NASI LEMAK.aku menonong berjalan menghala ke arah nasi lemak yang kejam ittew.

aku : bagi romy nasi lemak satu.
romy : (tercengang)
aku : eh sori.nasi lemak satu.
romy : (masih tercengang.ala romy ni, tak percaye ke aku cuma order satu je nasi lemak.hard to believe ke romy?kemudian romy senyum)
romy : ni adik chem ke?
aku : i beg your pardon? (heh.sebenarnye aku cakap melayu.dalam bm bunyinye 'ha?' )
romy : adik chempaka ke?
aku : eh tak.silap orang.(dalam hati : romlah pun bukan, bang romy.)
romy : hehe.
aku : (wtf?)
romy : ok.nah nasi lemak.

aku balik. makan. nasib baik superb gila nasi lemak bang romy.
esok pasti beli lagi.

kl-kk-kl-perlis-kedah-ipoh-kl-kk-kl

it was all happened in less than two weeks.
whatta trip.

jogging plan? only lasts for two days.
mestilah kan. i'm a stewardess.busy with packing and unpack.what do you expect? perperk!

i love...

 

katie's dress. not his height.

 

lilo's suit. of course.

izzatul rafael

Familiar with that name above? She’s my friend. (not sure of the gender so far but I put it as a she because she looks like a meatball. Yeah. Most of the meatballs are female. Male only has balls)

The obsession of her’s is awi Rafael. No doubt.

I wonder why the world she would chose awi Rafael instead of awie tragedi oktober.

She’s falling in love with awi Rafael during his show on MANIA especially his dancing.

Gosh.

That’s not a dance! Not even close!

Especially with that grey tight skinny legging that he wore. I chose to call it legging even though it’s a jeans because it’s too tight for a man. I wonder if his balls could take a breath in it.

Ok. Enough with those balls. (“what’s wrong with you?!” *self-punching*)

So, to my friend Izzatul Rafael, keep on rafaeling. Love him without failing.