Bimbzzz.

Rad: The bat is so Suraya!

Me: I'm not blind.

Rad: But you're a big bimbzzz.

Wah! Someone's trying to compete with that beauty queen huh. She has her Boomz! You have your Bimbzzz.

Thanks manymany eh!

Yes you smart one, bimbzzz = bimbo.

And then of course I have someone charming to always suck up to me.

Hubby: I think Suraya is just cute. Hard to find a girl like her you know. In the meeting, so serious and independent. Out of meeting, so pampered.

LOL.

Really? How come I don't know I can be serious and independent? Schizo? Oh no!

Anyway, no reward ya. Saw the paper? No bonus!

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It's rewarding enough to be where I am, doing what I am doing.

Alhamdulilah.

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

Mr Ruffles

Thus, think before you react.

Don't judge.

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Because today is a memorable (more bitter than sweet) day, I am thinking of him.

OK, erm, let me give him a new name.. Mr Ruffles (BBQ flavour). =)Mr Ruffles is, no doubt, a cruel man. A cruel man towards me. OK maybe not cruel la.. maybe he and I really have personality clash.

But if you understand him deeply, he is truly one of a kind. I believe he is one of the nicest man on Earth. It is not easy to find someone visionary like him. Yes, he seems to be a busy bee who work and work and work.. but that's what make him uniquely him.

I read. I 'inspect'. I make a good detective. Remember? It breaks my heart when I concluded that a few of them were actually just treating him like a piece of tissue paper. Not even a cloth which can be washed and used again. (making use of others bunch of people!)

Yeah, he might not agree with me. That's how much he treasures them... but at that moment of time, when he should be somewhere else attending to a more important issue, he chose to be with them.

And somehow deep in me, as I prayed (for us), a few months back, I sensed that he was in pain. I do not know exactly why and what caused him to be in that heartwrenching situation. And just sensing that, I felt hurt.

However, you can bet on this. He will never agree with what I say. Probably because he is in denial. Probably because he is too busy to even feel hurt.. or to entertain his feelings.

But I know that in times when he is alone and silent, he is the best man in this world.

Mr Ruffles, if you are reading this, you will know who you are. You are good at hiding. Proven by your actions. Not just physically, you are good at hiding your emotions.

I hope you are coping well. I know we have said many harsh things towards each other. Me especially. I am bad, I know. But the thing is, I vent my anger out. You don't.

Thank you, for that.

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

Tell me, did you love me?

Tell me.

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

One.

If God brings you to it,

He will bring you through it.

In Happy moments, praise God.

In Difficult moments, seek God.

In Quiet moments, worship God.

In Painful moments, trust God.

In Every moment, thank God.

Alhamdulillah.

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

They clay is in my hand.

When a few of them were fearful and had to let go of their parents' hands, and took my hand in theirs, I knew I am given the responsibility to change lives. For the better, I pray and hope.

Can one life really make an impact on the world?

Does my choice matter?

Yes. And yes.

'Coz when they held my hand tightly and smiled to me, they were actually passing to me a gift.

It's wrong to reject a gift from any child.

And that gift is trust.

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

Meow!

Cats. Everywhere.

Crawling.

Dancing.

Yes, having something like a Cats Musical right now.

Taking a break from... MEOW!

I wish you meow well. And so I take my meow leave. Oops.

Ding-dong!

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~!

Super tired!

My desk is like 50% clearer, at last.

Drama exam on Monday was draining.

Nature trail on Tuesday (yes, yesterday) was fun!

And musical performance just now was very.. High School Musical. Cool.

I'm really proud to be where I am. =)

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

Clothes maketh a man?

One side.
I want my walls to be mirrored. Before you talk about how lightning will strike the mirrors, let me tell you this, I have heard that comment a million times. Not affected. I love dresses. Flowers with many petals make me smile. Daisy is itoshi. Sunflowers are too bright for me though. I love bags and I think I am developing a crush on shoes. Having a sensitive skin, I don't like to do rough tasks like carrying heavy bags, carrying cardboards, cleaning up messy places... these chores make my skin red. I love pink stuff including Wilbur the pig in Charlotte's Web. Green, light blue and turquoise fit me well. I'm a vain princess.

Another side.
I believe in having a strong foundation values and character through exploration and adventure. I want to have a house in a jungle.. I want to lead a life as a backwoodsman, an explorer, an adventurer and also a frontierman. I love the idea of having an expedition which requires me to build bridges over streams and make bivuoacs. I personally think that being a kuniya (correct spelling? Ala... it means the lembut-lembut tak suka adventure.. takot kene makan harimau maybe.) is katashi. I love nature- waterfall, hutan with friendly tiger, mountain and cave. I'm a thrill-lover princess.

And because of the above description, I am known as a Queen of Irony.

I kind of like it actually. Haha. That name. =)

Just like how at work I would eat lozenges followed by fried chicken and then lozenges again.

My throat's being kind to me anyway.

Well, afterall, it's World Kindness Day! Well done, dear throat! You deserve a daisy.

Just 2 more weeks, Princess. Gambatte!

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

Is the traffic light spoilt or something?

Time's not moving. Just hit the red light, damn Mr Clock.


Tuesday and Wednesday always crawl like as though the road belongs to them. 'Road hogging'. Bad.

Currently at work, done with whatever important things I have do for today.

Perhaps I should start doing what I have to do tomorrow.

Anyhoo, am reading some Scouting handouts and booklets. I kind of have accepted the fact that next January and February, I will be spending most of my nights at the Scout HQ which is far far away from my place. Yes, I have to attend so many training workshops there in the late evening... for hours. And in June, there will be a 5-days camp. How exciting.

So, Baden Powell is back into my life. We kind of rekindled our love. LOL.

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.

As of this second.

I feel pretty today because almost everyone at work says I look gorgeous. =)

Must be this dress.

Charlene always tells me I look nice in this black dress.

And so, yeah, it has to be this dress that's gorgeous.

QZ: Is this lace? *touching my dress. Plus, you can consider that action caressing my hip.*

Before I could answer,

Ami: No. Don't be deceived.

Me: It's just a cotton dress actually. My panty is lace though.

QZ: TMI!

And by the way, as silly as I am, I do know what TMI stands for hokay.. Sharifah taught me that err.. way back. Right, Sharifah? =D

Lately, I am just in love with myself that I am comfortable and confident in just my skin.

OK, almost just my skin. If you get what I mean *wink*

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I miss Mr Fling-Fling (now it's just a name without meaning =)) who is of course the person whom I am supposed to be super angry with. But just can't be that angry with him anymore. Maybe I've reached the saturation point.

I wish you well. And so I take my leave.