Dils Stop .

That's the word often used when my housemates in UTP decided to go Ipoh on Friday's night. Well, that's the word I am using now, though Ipoh is not exactly in mind. My husband and I will be off to Siem Reap for a week. Holidaying!!! (Extra exclamation marks are indeed needed) Dan seperti mana my Out of Office email stated, "... I will have no access to emails". But who knows if the wifi is good enough for me to blog eh? We'll see. Those are my various bags of medicinal stuffs, toiletries and electronic stuffs. Anything I can label, will be bag! Will write more later! So excited. Oh, jab, I have to eat my 'travel sickness' pill. For the weak stomach in plane. Gah! I hate that. Count yourselves lucky, anyone of you who don't suffer bouts of nausea at the slightest hint of sway during your vehicular passage.

To My Husband. Happy 28th Birthday. 28th kan? Gah! That means I'LL BE 27 this year. Bah! Anyway, brief post as well, as kira ni shoutout post je la yek. Nothing special ongoing. Bought him a gift, which I will not be showing it to y'all cause that would be tacky. Hahahahaha. (Also aku malas nak amik gamba). Treated him lunch at one of a restaurant nearby my office. I think the restaurant name is Bisou. Bijoux is one of the branch? Or whatevs. Had the most spiciest salad I ever tasted, ever. Seriously, my perut still bergelodak sebab pedas sangat. The pic above is my salad btw. Didn't take a picture of my husband food (he ordered dory fish with ginger rice), cause to be honest its not even worth it. The restaurant? Beautiful interior. Quite expensive beverages (Ice lemon tea for RM10?) Taste so-so. I am not sure I want to frequent there again. Probably we did not order the signature dishes? *shrugs* A bit dissapointed actually. Takpe. Saturday to Alexis plak for some delish ...

There is a curious sight I found during lunch break earlier. After aimless wandering at Sogo, I decided to take the lift down to the supermarket area. Getting into the lift I am slightly befuddled at the sight of a very smartly dressed lady in a kebaya asking us (in rather bad English) if we would like to go to "Ground" level. I mumbled something incomprehensible back. Never mind that she was speaking English badly, because even if she speak perfect Queen's English I would still fumbles my word. She was dressed to the 9 as if there is an annual dinner ongoing, complete with heavy makeup, overdone hair and an overpowering smell of perfume that threatened to mortally harm you if you stay in her vicinity too long. She's wearing a Sogo name tag and I wondered if she is a very helpful employee here. I am even more curious to find out that her job is obviously the lift itself as before the lift door closes she stepped out for a while and somewhat wailed " Going down! ...

Say, if you are married. Do you get a free pass on talking about sex? My husband will sit up when he will be reading this. Nah. I am not talking about you okeh... I had a pretty good 'sexy' dream in the weekend. It literally wakened me up with a smile. My husband was a bit suspicious on who the perpetrator is as I am not telling ok. It does involved someone I know. Sadly it is not James McAvoy (that was his first guess) Why, McAvoy? Why not? The thing is, when you had this type of dream, it always involve someone unexpected. Like whoa! I never like him or think about him in 'that' way, but in your dream he's the hero, you are the heroine. Totally weird. I would totally blush when I will see or think about him in the next few days. I will get over it, it is only a dream. *shrugs* And last night I dreamt I was Blake Lively. Wahahaha! Tak nak kalah okeh. Blake Lively terus. I know I was her because in my dream I was dancing in my underwear in front of the mirror and I...

Are they? Heh. Random ramblings commence! It's a Friday. Another weekend yet passes me by. I felt yet like another useless human being, slugging through the week without any clear goals or objectives what I want in life or if I even contribute anything to whatever. But hey... it's normal right? Right? Someone, come and be all agreeable with me! You know I think I have mentioned it a coupla puluh2 time that I kinda am through of being all personal and feelings shmeelings in this blog. Yet sometimes, you feel like you want to burst with keeping sane and quiet and just let all expletives, words, torrents of raw emotions being washed out of the system and let it explode all over the blog. Then someone would get insulted or be angered. Someone would be hurt. Another would whispered. People would laugh. Or even worse, pitied me. Ugh. Sooo feelings. Yes. I hav it. Don't think because I'm all quiet in the emotions arena in a while, doesn't mean that there are no shits stirr...

Fasha was a bit pyschotic yesterday. Banging herself against door and running from room to room like mad. Weird. I felt like kicking her ass. But she was cowering when the rain comes pouring down complete with thunders and lightning and redeemed herself to us by snuggling quietly next to me on the bed. At 5 am. Then she started to be annoying by squashing me on my nose to get to my hands so that she can lick it or nip it a bit as a sign "I wanna go potty now! Can you puhleezz lemme out of the room?" I had been waiting for this bread at my favorite (can also be read as nearest ) bakery. Chicken Potato bread, which the sign said filled with chicken and potatoes with mayonnaise sauce. Every time I want it, it's not available. When it is available, I had a hankering for something else. I wonder if they make it every other day. It looks much more nicer than it taste though. And I have to get to the middle of the bun to finally get the burst of combined taste of potatoes, chick...

Annoying that come Monday, I will always seems to have problem with the connection at office. I have no idea why my computer seems to have this Monday Blues. It annoyed the hell outta me, since I can't open a few things using an alternative connection. Tambah lagi dengan the factor it is a Monday, it just make me feel blah. Oh yes, on Friday manage to catch a viewing of He's Just Not That Into You. I haven't watched yet Confessions of a Shopaholic and was also insulted that they changed British Becky to an American one, so I just don't feel like watching it yar. Yes, yes the book is always different from the movie, but sue me. I always like the book version more. Maybe I will watch it later. Anyway, He's Just Not That Into You. I pulled along my husband to watch it. He asked me several times what is it about. I have no idea actually but from the all star ensembles, I just said it is kinda like "Love Actually" where there are different short story intermitt...

Note: Please do not mind the insane allignment and layout of the pics. I just couldn't give a damn. Post with pics. Last weekend buat la sikit-sikit makan-makan. This post actually specifically for the eyes of a family yang jauh kat Middle East sana tuh, sila lah lihat gamba yang di bawah ini bersama captions2. The makan-makan is adalah sempena Abid cengeng dah capai 1 tahun. The family or my mom specifically decided to whip out fantastic cookings such as Nasi Tomato with Kurma Daging and Ayam Merah with Acar Timun, Makaroni Goreng and Soto. (Lapar balik bile type). Also several kueh mueh and kek for pencuci mulut. Abg Yin tekun memotong nenas for the acar. Did I tell you I L.O.V.E acar timun intensely. I can eat that stuff alone with rice and be perfectly happy but chose not to as people might view me weird. Or cheap. While preparing, Abid excited main belon. Die duk berguling-guling atas belon ituh. Tak jugak belon tu pecah. Afterwards, he had been cleaned up a bit and pakai baj...

A retarded saying from a manga state "...good shoes will take you to a nice place." Huh... True enough to an extent if you wear crappy shoes, you will not be enjoying your journey much less your destination with blistered heels/toes. But not in mood to be almost philosophical. The shoes above are a good enough shoes though. Used to have a strap to it but one of the strap had 'putus'. Still wearable I thought, so *snip* *snip* off the straps go.

Anyway... I think my blog muse had now migrated herself to the stars realm and beyond. Therefore my blog post for now will be laden with pictures of various stuffs with the customary texts to balance it out. Savvy? Anyway... let start. Okeh. My husband is now at home! Yeay! Sudah ade bedmate. Fasha tak kira. He came back with his bags filled with chocolates. Our house is now over-choc-full. Indecent the amount of chocolates, us family can consume. And our favorite is the Cote d'Or. Incredibly nutty and delish. Some of it are going to be distribute among families and offices. Chocolates are not the only thing my husband brought back from there. He bought me a new phone too. Wooots! An LG Cookie! It's a fine phone for me. Nice graphic. A touch phone, kinda like a PDA but do not have the full range of a PDA. The sound is OK, test out camera is fine enough. but not too sharp. The applications is pretty easy and simple to navigate to. Do not have wi-fi nor 3G, but DiGi do not offer ...