happy father's day!

Since today is Father’s Day, I feel it is only right that I dedicate a post to my darling papa who is currently in Bali with my mom. Growing up, I was a hard kid to handle, always so rebellious, different from the rest of my siblings. I was indeed the black sheep of the family. Thanks for putting up with me and my ways papa! I love u!

the dad, the baby and yours truly.

the song in my head:)

Rihanna feat Lady gaga-silly boy

Your callin me more than ever now that were done
Two keys back to my place, we were havin no fun
But your not ok, telling me you miss my face
I remember when you would say you hate my waist

I said im not coming back, its it
You fooled me once but you can’t have that ego turning
Just to bad for you, that when you had me
Didn’t know what to do, shes over you

Cause you had a good girl, good girl, girl
That’s a keeper, k-k-k-k-keeper
You had a good girl, good girl but
Didnt know how to treat her, t-t-t-t-treat her (treat her)
So silly boy get out my face (my face)
Why do you like the way regrets taste?
So silly boy get out my hair my hair
(get outta here)
No, I don’t want you no more (get outta here)

Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?

You comin with those corny lines
Can’t live without me
I’ll get some flowers for the day that you are buried
No, people make mistakes
But I just think your ass is fake
Only thing I want from you, is for you to (stay away)

I said im not coming back, its it
You fooled me once but you can’t have that ego turning
Just to bad for you, that when you had me
Didn’t know what to do, shes over you

Cause you had a good girl, good girl, girl
Thats a keeper, k-k-k-k-keeper
You had a good girl, good girl but
Didn’t know how to treat her, t-t-t-t-treat her (treat her)
So silly boy get out my face (my face)
Why do you like the way regrets taste?
So silly boy get out my hair my hair
(Get outta here)
No I don’t want you no more (get outta here)

No more, no more, no more (nooo ooohhh)
(oooh)

Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?

Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?

(yeahhh)

So silly boy get out my face (my face)
Why do you like the way regrets taste?
So silly boy get out my hair my hair
(Get outta here)
No I don’t want you no more (get outta here)

Silly boy (silly boy)
Why you acting silly boy?
Silly boy boy (boyboy)
Acting acting silly boy?

im an eating machine.

The battle with the weight continues. I vow to myself every morning to not eat too much during the day and yet every day without fail, I fail to fulfill my promises. Le sigh.Im disappointed with myself. Especially during this holiday season when I’m home most of the time, I have nothing better to do but to check out cooking sites and whipped out new desserts and pigged out afterwards .alone and guilty. tsk tsk.

after being guilty for eating too much, I cycle. Konon konon nak sweat it out lah. After sweating for 15 mins on the cycling machine, my mind shifts to food yet again. I eat small portions of meals but countless times. Haih. Like that lebih baik, eat one big portion and get done with it.

When I login to facebook, I see all kinds of application involving food. Especially the big apple application where u can send donuts to friends.aaaaaaaaa. i crave for donuts nearly every day now. Haih. I will tell the baby about donuts and he will crave for it too. He will then throw a temper tantrum urging aunty gina to bring him to the donut place. Aunty gina, being a vulnerable ,caring yet clueless of my devious tactics will follow her son’s wishes and bring him there. This is where I tag along. Sneaky yet smart.


Suffice to say, this holiday has made me three inches wider.

mood:angry

My parents really need to chill. like seriously. I’m a good girl, I don’t go clubbing, I don’t smoke, im not a social smoker. i don’t even go to events. I don’t drink heck I don’t even shisha now. Okay,u get my point.

All I do is hangout with my mates. Exchange gossips and jokes like everyone else. So when I get all excited and hyper around them, I tend to lose track of time. but still im not doing anything wrong. Moreover, I don’t drive so I hafta tumpang and depend on my friends as my means of transportation. Thus it really bugs me when my parents call and scream their lungs out urging me to head back home. Followed by a series of stupid and dumb questions/statements like “WHO ARE YOUR FRIENDS”, “TELL THEM THEY ARE NOT ALLOWED TO COME OVER NYMORE”, “SUROH UR FRIENDS HANTAR U BALIK NOW” and MORE.

Take a chill pill please. I’m 21 years old. some of my friends my age are married for god’s sake. U want me to act like an adult and yet u still treat me like a child. Please la. Im not 14 anymore, u cant force me not to be friends with my best friends. It’s embarrassing enough that people label me as “the goody-goody”, “budak kecik” “tak bujang”. And for you to scream over the phone so the whole place can hear is just icing on the cake kannn?

Sumpah la.this is one of the reasons why I need to get out of shah alam. stuff like this really bothers me.

flexing my vocabulary

tensiiii nye bler buka facebook dan tak dapat menoleh gambar kerna gambar tak keluar.tensi juga kerna k.shana dan 'groupies' nye(siti,azzam and azzam's fren)asyik halau saya dan tawfiq dari dapur dan asyik melontar statement statement yang agak kesat kepada saya.oleh yang sedemikian,saya tidak tahu apa nak buat di rumahhh.saya mahu keluarrrrrrrr dan berjoli.saya bingung deh.

perfect lunch menu.

i want a roasted red pepper and mozzarella panini with double chocolate waffles with berries please?

accompanied with warm chocolate cake,flushed down with vanilla ice blended from coffee bean please please please?

then i shall work my arse off on the treadmill and chewed on celery sticks for the rest of the week.


it's a promise.