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Esok adalah cuti

Saya suke.

Sebab, saya boleh mengemas belakang rumah yang asalnya adalah tempat kucing makan dan berak sekarang sudah menjadi macam kandang kucing. (Ada beza ke?)

Sebab, saya boleh tengok Sex and the City. Not.

Sebab, saya tak payah harung jem balik kerja. Suami baru tahu akan keperitan balik kerja dari Midvalley ke Ampang. Bisa membunuh diri. Itu menjadi realiti hari Selasa di mana merata KL jem.

Sebab, malam ni saya boleh tengok wayang dan balik lewat malam.

Sebab, saya boleh sambung menatap Facebook sambil upload gambar, lepas tu muntah-muntah sebab saya duduk di posisi yang tidak betul. Ye. Saya memang mengada. Dan saya tidak mengandung. Jangan nak  duk pikir kalo muntah = membawa anak di dalam kandungan. Adalah sangat insulting.

Sebab, besok pagi boleh pergi air terjun kalau suami tak demam dan jikalau kami rajin bangun pagi-pagi.

Sebab, macam-macam planning ade dalam kepala, dan semua nak laksanakan tapi bile hari itu tiba cuma mahu melingkar di atas sofa sahaja.


p/s: Berbelog di dalam bahasa. 98%

Comments

Anasfadilah said…
cuti?wai?*jeles*

p/s:komen bahasa rojak 100%
Dils said…
Birthday Agung on Sabtu, company replace on Jumaat. Hehehe. Very the happy one.
FrH said…
bestnye cuti sabtu bring forward to friday kan. tp comp aku cuti sabtu dia masuk annual leave. hmm bole la.

insulting = menjengkelkan.
almosy 100% in bm.

but im reading weirdly. tak biasa baca blog kau in bm. hahahha.

happy long weekend.
Dils said…
Ah betul , mengjengkelkan. Aku duk ingat menjelikkan. Hehehe.

Takpe, at least dapat gak masuk in annual leave and bole simpan buat cuti panjang terus. Hehehe.

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