Dah 3 hari tak dak air kat rumah. Paip besar pecah. Aku tak banyak cakap, sumbat baju dalam beg, & merempat kat memaner je la yang ada air. Nasib baik la ada tempat menumpang :)

Aku tak sangka GM Finance boleh tegur pasal berat badan aku :)

'Why are u not going out for lunch?'
Aku tunjuk kat yogurt strawberry kat atas meja aku.
'THAT'S LUNCH?'
Mengangguk & tersengih.
'Already so thin, what for want to diet??'
So thin mah??

Ah well... Aku tahu berat aku dah naik mendadak sejak mula kerja kat sini. Mula2 tak amik pusing. Tapi lately, aku dah obsessed giler nak kuruskan balik ke berat asal. In fact, lebih ringan daripada berat tu. Then, next time aku tengok muka kat cermin, tak de la nampak chubby sangat pipi nih. Chubby yang comel tak pe gak. Tapi aku bukannya budak 2 tahun lagi. Tak comel, tak de sapa yang nak :(

Hari nih, menghapdet resume, buat cover letter, kemaskan dapur, main2 ngan laptop Macha (best aa, laptop dier... BenQ warna biru kesukaanku :) ). Teramat bosan sebab housemate2 yang lain gi keja, so aku pun gi Jusco (Erk, asik2 gi Jusco). Tetiba ada mood nak masak something. Balik rumah, aku masak spageti. Campak2 je bawang, daging cincang, cendawan & pasta kat dalam kuali, pastu, tadah! Siap ;p Tulah resipi orang pemalas. Lain kali klu rajin sket, aku nak wat nasi tomato plak. Tu memerlukan skill mencampak yang lebih advanced. Apa2pun, kat housemate yang mengabiskan spageti tu, thank u so much sebab sudi makan & basuh sekali kuali tu!

Lastly, lusa bermula balik zaman mengorat kompeni. Tiket bas ke KL dah beli -->uwaa!! apsal mahal sangat seyy?? Dah naik RM26! :(( <-- & dah inform Dill jugak kul baper aku bakal sampai kat Stesyen Universiti. So sebenarnya, tulah tujuan aku ke cc malam nih. Nak print cover letter & memblog!

Wake me up when September ends.

When September ends. Kontrak tamat. Kitaorang akan dipanggil untuk discuss tentang new terms of contract - kali nih as permanent staff.

Tapi aku tak sabar menunggu penghujung September, sebab aku dah mempertimbangkan halatuju seterusnya. I am going to leave this place I have grown to love but never feel belong to.

Go to seek improvement in life. Go to find my fortune. Go to find THE ONE.

... Tapi kalau dia bukan THE ONE, kenapa setiap saat fikiran aku hanya mengenangkan dia? Kenapa tiap dinihari perkara pertama yang aku fikirkan ialah dia? Kenapa tidur aku masih diiringi doa untuk dia?

Sungguh kitaorang mula2 bertemu dalam keadaan gembira, dan berpisah jugak dalam keadaan gembira. Masih teringat kali terakhir melihat dia, dia masih tersenyum dan aku pun sama.

Tuhan. Aku tak sedar betapa dalam rupanya kasihku padanya. Sayangnya kasih tak sampai.

Lirik Lagu Kasih Tak Sampai (Padi)



Indah...
Terasa indah...
Bila kita terbuai dalam alunan cinta...
Sedapat mungkin terciptakan rasa..
Keinginan saling memiliki

Namun bila,
Itu semua dapat terwujud
Dalam satu ikatan cinta
Tak semudah seperti yang pernah terbayang...
Menyatukan perasaan...

Tetaplah menjadi bintang dilangit
Agar cinta kita akan abadi
Biarlah sinarmu tetap menyinari alam ini,
Agar menjadi saksi cinta kita
Berdua...
Berdua...

Sudah...
Lambat sudah...
Kini semua harus berakhir
Mungkin inilah jalan yang terbaik
Dan kita mesti relakan kenyataan ini

Lirik Lagu Menunggu Sebuah Jawapan (Padi)



Aku tak bisa luluhkan hatimu
Dan aku tak bisa menyentuh cintamu
Seiring jejak kakiku bergetar
Aku telah terpagut oleh cintamu.

Menyelusup hariku dengan harapan
Namun kau masih terdiam membisu.

Sepenuhnya aku
Ingin memelukmu
Mendekat penuh harapan
Untuk mencintaimu.

Setulusnya aku
Akan terus menunggu
Menanti sebuah jawapan
Untuk memilikimu.

Betapa pilunya rindu menusuk hatiku
Semoga kau tahu isi hatiku
Dan seiring waktu yang terus berputar
Aku masih terhanyut dalam mimpiku.

Sepenuhnya aku
Ingin memelukmu
Mendekat penuh harapan
'tuk mencintaimu.

Setulusnya aku
Akan terus menunggu
Menanti sebuah jawapan
Untuk memilikimu.

My weekend

Blissful weekend...

After one week of communication-less with people (colleagues aside), I went back to my old place to have a de-stress session. Since it was drizzling, I had to wait for Mr. Chairman to finish his work and then hitch a ride all the way to where I used to stay. Everybody was pleased to see me.

'Ah, you. Let's go dinner.'

On normal occasion, I would balk at the idea. Dinner is almost non-existant in my dictionary. Lunch is the good ol' strawberry yogurt. It must be strawberry. Too bad they don't have chocolate yogurt. But hey, it would defeat the whole purpose, isn't it?

So dinner we had. For someone who had starved herself for most days, it was a lavish affair.

My housemate wanted to eat siakap masak stim (steamed siakap). I was dying for tomyam ayam with lotsa mushrooms. And another housemate insisted on a balanced diet, so we ordered sayur kailan ikan masin (kailan with salted fish). For appetizer, we devoured the whole basket of otak-otak. This is the main reason why I felt that prolonging the decision to move back to the Land of Hornbills are fully justified. Dinner outing is one mind-blowing experience to me :)

We ate to our heart's content. The steamed fish is deliciously done. My sense picked up every essence of the taste - sour & salty, with a tinge of sweetness of the fish flesh. The kailan wasn't that bad, except it was cooked in the truly Malay-style - lotsa oil. The most mouth-watering would be the chicken tomyam, hot but not too hot, the chicken pieces hidden by all the mushrooms (the way I like it).

That nite, I slept soundly, all basic needs had been satisfied (good company, good food, cozy mattress).

Sunday came.

As my dearest chum woke up late, we had a late exploration of the day. We had lunch at Pak Ali (famous for the crispy fried mushroom-on-a-stick and the bomb price they charged for it). Then I wanted to survey for new spectacles (I'm going frameless again). After draining my pocket at the optical shop where I did my current specs, we went to our usual hanging out place - Jusco.

The place was bustling with frenzied shoppers. We merely enjoyed doing what we do best - window shopping, trying out clothes, and have a Japanese experience (do I love wasabi?). Wasabi is unique. I normally hate spicy, hot things. However, I fell head-over-heel with wasabi. It's only to be consumed by the brave-heart. And if I swallowed too much of that thing, the person to me would get the hardest thumping in their life. The burning sensation does not linger on your tongue, it travels up to your nose, your eyes, your brain... I just love that green stuff.

And who am I to deny my heritage? I'm a Melanau, for cry-out-sake! We eat raw fish. Raw salmon included.

Tired of looking around, we decided to head back to good ol' apartment. Lying down, watching tv, from Hindi movie, to documentary on 'limau madu'. I laughed non-stop when the commentator who obviously byheart his speech, accidentally let out his own Kelantanese dialect - 'bebah dari penyakit.' And my housemate (a Kelantanese) roared in laughter too. 'Mesti cari dier balik Kelate nanti.' She commented, after the laughter subsided.

I stayed at my old house until after Maghrib, and then went back. Ah, well. Next week some friends are coming down from KL to meet me, and I'm looking forward to their visit :)