twenty four

twenty four, another six years before i hit the big three zero... damn...i'm in my mid twenties. how sad is that. a few things i need to have before i hit thirty. hmm.... i want a car, to own a place that i could call my own and maybe get hitched, and i said maybe.. 6 years is not that long. so if i stop partying now i could at least accomplish one thing. besides, i want a camera so i could camera whore when ever i feel like it. taking some hot hunk picture without them knowing or even taking the mabuks night pictures. ;)

thank you for those who turned up at laundry on friday even if it was for a short while.. i was flying high before 12.. we finished one bottle of vodka in an hour. shite.. i have always told myself that i would not mixed my drinks.. but obviously it never happens. and thanks for the birthday wishes and the amazing gifts i received. love the bag guys.. :p, thanks for the bracelet jo and bert..love the cute teddy i received from mark and luke... and not to forget the wine from sunil and kenneth.. the reason i was flying high before 12. and thanks for the smirnoff blue from the four wonderful people (jo,adrianne, bert and ju liang)

ps: the next time we have smirnoff blue, i think we should take it easy...

happy deepavali

last friday was my first time ever attending the kancil awards. one of the biggest event in the advertising industry. it was a great experience. if i am ever attending the next awards i am not wearing a dress. haha...kinda feel naked under the skirt. :p

anyways, i am so addicted to facebook. more likely fighters club. damnit. it is as if my entire life at the moment is evolving around it. i am on fc in the office, when i'm home even after getting drunk i would log into it to check my fights. there's something really wrong with me.. i am so in need to get a hobby....:) but i am enjoying the fights. i lost my 2nd fight yesterday... it was more like my 1st fight la... not including sunil.. cause that was just a big bully... sorry kor. got to know many people due to it. great people.. meet a few of them recently and partied together.. hope to meet the rest soon.

it is deepavali today.. so happy deepavali to all my friends celebrating it. don't get drunk too early..

pluto

drugs is a substance that has a physiological effect when ingested or otherwise introduced into the body, in particular • a medicine, esp. a pharmaceutical preparation.

drugs as we all know it is illegal. wtf! cause all our medicines are in a way drugs. ok i am getting lame here. i am talking about marijuana, ecstasy, meth, cocaine and heroin. governments all around the world are trying to curb drugs. busting the dealers, confiscating their stash. what actually happens to the stash that they confiscated? do they actually throw it away or better well burned it? no they don't. they take and sell it back to the dealers. not the small mouse but the bigger rats. and they are busting every single soul taking it. and they say they are trying to clean our streets from it. come on... who are they kidding?

worst yet, why ban marijuana? amongst all the drugs around isn't marijuana a safer drug? it is a downer drug just like alcohol. it only makes people slower and at times stupid. big freaking deal. marijuana has less impact on ones brain cells than any other freaking drugs. it doesn't give one a brain cancer or rot ones teeth. guess what? it doesn't even make one hallucinate nor make one became aggressive.

and if you are a mary jane smoker you would be easily busted because they could detect the fucking thc. and the fuckers that are doing ecstasy gets away with it? they could at least make marijuana legal and illegal at the same time. guess they won't be making much money after that. it's not like cocaine, heroin nor meth whereby you either snort it or inject it to your damn veins. and besides weed is natural not chemically produced. hell, marijuana is even safer than fucking cigarettes.

blues

my flight to bali was scheduled to leave kl at 10.55 am. and by lunchtime we would be in bali and checked in to our room. i would have enjoyed the fresh smell of the clean white sheets on the bed, the soft pillows, the robes and the view (if they had any). i could have enjoyed the getaway at the beach for awhile. coming back with a tan. not like i really need one. i could be sipping cocktails by the poolside with a book, going shopping, to feel the sands between my toes but instead i am here. sigh. when everything one have planned and saved, and somehow somethings would come in the way and washes all the hopes and dreams. that's exactly what happened to me. i have the time, but i am poor at this point of time. goddammit.

it was shahir's birthday last friday. we had a small party for him at my place. unfortunately, the guests that came were not his friends but mostly del's cousins. poor ol' shahir.. but at least i managed to get the things he wanted to do like smoke shisha and... even though he was the birthday boy, he was the charcoal guy too. and after all the party we went to watch team america! we feel asleep in the middle of the movie while del continued watching it.

as usual tumpang glamour on others

saturday was very much a lazy day. we went to ttdi plaza. it has been awhile for us hanging out with the guys. it was felt good in a way meeting up with close friends that we haven't seen in months but seems like ages.

hmmm

it seems as if time is ssssllloooowwwllllyyy passing by. i have no idea why. but everytime i looked at the clock it only moved the max was 15 minutes. sigh.. maybe because i didn't go out for lunch today. hmmm...

it's not that i was free. i had a quite a few things to do and yet it feels as if time is at it's stand still point. moving as slow as it could. trying to torture my mind thinking oh my goodness, i have to be in the office till dunno what time. till humpty dumpty picks me up to buka puasa. it's such a torture. i really need to get out of the office at 6. oh ya i forgot it's the puasa month. all the poor souls rushing to their food destination. it's not an easy task. traffic is a killer, i think. and everyday i am going home about 8 plus. hoping to beat the jam. no idea why i have to stay that late for.

i bet the night would pass by in a flash making me to think what the hell just happen. oh well. what to do. i am bored. everyone has left me. sob sob... thank goodness ashley will be back tomorrow. yippie. ok....ok. it's not like i am dying of boredom. the bright side i have bert, alex and ben. :p