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Sgt Malas

Gile malas. Sangat sejuk. And hey.. berblogging in BM.

Actually blogging in BM is more tedious for me, because if I blogged in BM I got a tendency to go for ayat2 skima dan sungguh panjang.. dan.. memerlukan penjelasan yg panjang.

Shallow girl. Takpe, try BM rojak-blog tanpa skima. Agak2 buleh?

Rase bloated sebab smalam makan dgn greedynye and minum pon banyak. Makan sup kesukaan.. sup campor yg ade perut. Whee!!! I likey perut! Nampak disgusting, tapi sungguh enak bila dikunyah. Then, in a attempt to clear out content of the fridge, kluarkan ayam Ayamas from last week and panaskan dan proceed to make sandwich of shredded chicken slathered with mustard and chillies sauce. Erk.. lapanyeeee bile menaip.

Semalam went to Jalan TAR with colleagues. Nothing to buy. Hanyaaa beli brooch saje stelah berjalan beberapa jam di tghhari panas!! Tapi malas nak beli baju raya, sebab ade banyak baju kurung yg tak pakai lagi atau pakai hanya sekali dan kain2 yang dulu2 beli kat Tampin dan orang bagi still lagi dalam plastik di hujung bilik. Tudung pon macam blergh.. Nothing interesting. Wanting to buy selendang, tiada yang tertarik dan menarik. Prolly will look at the Curve (lambat lagi la gamaknye) since nak selendang yg dark color untuk matching.. tah la, Ape2 la pon yang perlu dimatching. As for Kueh raya, dah banyak pon and our house actually prefers to server karipap or murtabak (depends on availability) bile ade guest.

Mintak cuti raya sehari sahje which is on Raya itself (yeah yeah.. orang kerja shift, so shut up those normal working hour people pasal knape raya susah dpt cuti ). Don't really mind since tumpang my sis. Her husband have to work until late pon, dan bertolak for JB probably on a very early morning itself. Sampai2 JB agaknya my mom tengah masak beriani. Nyum2.. ayam merah.

Gah.. I am obsess with food tatkala di bulan puasa ini. Sambung baca TWOP. Will blog again, promise, just not coherent post since dalam kepala hanya ada image foodies je!!!

Comments

Izham Miyake said…
betulla dil.. i sgt setuju.. tulis in bm memang skema.. hehe

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