Crazy Week

I got THE CAR d!!!!

Aiyo... So happy...

Anyway, today I know who my real friends are... I tak mandi sehari, gi jalan merata dunia kat Langkawi, went to the bank twice, makan at more then 3 places and my friends still managed to hang out with me... Pity Ms. Halina ngan Ms. Piena la... U guys punya hidung memang koman la... hahahaha...

My new car picked a fight with Ms. Piena... It was a very "heart-moving" experience to see how she entered and exited the car... Gelak sampai sakit perut...

Heard sum stupid story about someone who got lucky and endured poking and jerking for 5 hours... That's 300 minutes or 18,000 seconds of poking, pushing, pulling, bumping and grining. Gila.

Today started with a wake up call by Ms. Halina and ended unexpectedly... I went out with....

I'm not telling, but lets just say that six long months of waiting... Haiz...

Lovey Dovey mode kini kembali...

But too early to say for sure... I may have to end my single status again for this year...... Haiz... So many new frontiers to explore... :p

OKlah... gotta sleep d... Nite2 world...

The unedited, un-air-brushed, unwashed me... Hehehe... for someone who x mandi more than 24hrs... I looked kinda good...

I May Look Happy But...

My Heart is Yours.

What the hell does that means?

Well, it means something.

Science tells us that the body cannot function without a heart. Real heart or a fake one. Doesn't matter, as long as there's something there to pump and circulate blood around the body.

Love-wise...

I give you my heart (but I'll need yours in return because science taught me so and so...)

So what happens when one's heart-broken?

People deal with this is a very individual way. Some people do this, some people do that,some people refuse to do anything.

I'm happy today. Yes. I am.

But the funny thing is, the happier I get in public, the more depressed I am when I'm alone. It's like a scale, with the zero feeling set in the middle, with happiness at one end and that familiar shitty feeling at the other end and the mark moves both ways at once...

It sounds confusing I know, but imagine for a second to where I'm at.

So yesterday went full circle... Had a great time hanging out until 2 pagi with Madonna and friends.

Had a great time with Halina, Piena, Kak Ani and friends, had a great time with Dato' Ranjit, Dato Khairi, Encik Rashid, Captain Rana and the HMA boys from batch 14, had a great time at the kenduri and Abang Shams' birthday bash, had a shitty time driving home due to the fact that I forgot my thumbdrive and had to listen to my break-up soundtrack. Hopefully no one noticed the last bit...

Life, death, joy, sorrow, love, hate, meaning... Big thoughts, short reflection.

Almost six months now since you left the keys, to my house and to my heart... I'd still be yours if you still want me.

Too Much Sleep... Too Much Dreaming... Too Much Hoping... Still Nothing...

Unable to stay... Unwilling to leave... What should I do?

Not Heterosexual, Not Homosexual, Not Bisexual... Just Sexual... TQ

I think one sexual preferences does not concern other people, except people who one have sex with. Kan?

Story-Telling...

Once upon a time. There was this group of people. They were happy... Until...



So the story goes.

So go and ask every one of them, there will be different versions of the story. And if you ask any one of them, they will tell a slightly different version of the real story. And the real version will soon be lost. Somewhere.



It's funny when people talks bad about people.



It's a joke to imagine someone actually talking about you and the things you do especially those who share intimate stories about people. But secrets are useless unless you share it with people. You gossip. You add bits of your opinion here and there.



Go ahead. Let your imagination run WILD. It's OK.



We all have our own way to deal with things.



Some people gets hot instantly and cools down just as fast. Some people just explodes. Some just shrugged things off and laughed.



I used to freak out and make a scene when people talk bad about me. Now I just don't give a damn when people bad-mouth me, in private, in public, what ever...



To people who may think this post is about him or her, get a dog, get a husband if you can't manage to snag one, order a "rabbit" online, get help, get a life. This one is for you.

P/S: Kindly read the blog title carefully... It says "My Car, My Dick, My Life, My Business". Thank you for reading.

What day is it today?

Yesterday was like a blur... hehehe... Anyway I had a great time Emceeing the 3P Seminar... I always find myself uncomfortable among kids... Hate them... But donno why, yesterday ok je... Mebbe the kids are as big as myself...

My butt-shrinking diet shrunk my butt too much... Some people commented I looked flat from behind... Dono why some people paid too much attention to my behind... Aiya...

So the weather is like dono what to say la... Left LADA with the top down... Keta punya top mind you... The weather was like so nice... Not too hot... Not too cold... Drove pass Pasar Malam Kuah then it was like so hot... then when I passed Trimula, it was like so gelap and windy all of a sudden... Then... While I was waiting for my makan2, it was raining cats, dogs and pickup-trucks... Haiz...

Then I met Cikgu Pheng. I haven't seen him for a while. He didn't recognize me.... hahaha... Adei...

Then I went home at about 7pm November 1, unwrap my makan, went mandi, while I was drying myself, I lay-down for a few sec... And I woke up at 10.00am November 2. Hehehe...