his sleepy voice is seriously the sexiest one ever

it is really nice to hear the voice of your loved ones before sleep. even when all he can say is "hmmm...why?' "uhuhhhh".
seriously.

being hormonal

having a period is almost the same as being pregnant. not like i've been pregnant before. but seriously you want to pee for every 10 minutes. it sucks for a person like me who cannot hold it. then you have this hormonal thing where you tend to get angry for some little illogical thingy. you easily get tired and dizzy. and the last thing you want to do is to commit with others.
i have a graph for my mood. during PMS, i usually extremely happy, non-stop talking. at this time, you need to shut me up with whatever you can for i always talk crap and full of nonsense. i laugh a lot. in fact, too much for some people to handle. when the time comes, my graph decrease to become moody, hormonal and i turn to monster. the worst part is the post one. this is where i'm going to eat everything. every little thing on my mind. and this is the moment where the green monster turn to green goblin. i so hate it.

p/s: i got a stainless steel pot from kak Rozlin for our exchange gifts at school today. it really made my day. i love it so much. i can imagine how i'm going to hang it on my kitchen wall. hehe. i should learn to cook. i should learn to cook cause i promise H that i'm going to feed him with lots and lots of food until he forget his mama's cook..;)

p/s/s: i'm going to miss my first day of fasting. that sucks!!! sucks to the fullest. sucks to the deepest.

anonymous

few months ago i received a text from anonymous saying want to get to know me. but me being me, i ignored it. i'm not the kind of girl who likes to entertain such text. this anonymous keep texting me though i never replied it. until 2 weeks ago, anonymous texted me around 11.30 am when i was still at school saying how beautiful i look that day. okay, so this person actually work with me. i asked H whether he knows the number or not but he didn't. i thought it was H trying to punk'd me because no guy at school would send such text to me except him. still i didn't reply it.
one day, anonymous text me again saying that it is safe for me to contact the number. for some reason, i know who the hell this anonymous is. though i already know who anonymous is, i still refused to reply the text because HE is actually a married guy. he keep texting me as usual though he never get any reply from me. he even called me snob for not replying his text. i start to feel something different. i've become aware of him at school. it's kinda creepy actually. last saturday night he text me again inviting for a drink around 11 something at night. that's totally absurd. if we were in kK and this person was my age, i should call it booty text. seriously, who text people at midnight asking for a drink??? what kind of person is he? especially with his title at school. God!!!
so this morning i told two of my best buddies. one of them was not really surprised hearing it but both of them feel so yuck. it turns out that i'm not his first victim. there's another teacher who experienced the same thing. oh my God. this person is totally sick. for God sake, he is married with kids. isn't he happy with his wife? doesn't he have some respect to matrimony? i feel sorry to his wife for having such husband. i pray that Allah will shield me from this kind of husband. and i pray that he will stop do so, so that any single young women won't feel threaten with such act.
we need a conducive environment to work. don't ruin it.

p/s: congratulation H for the "manager of the season" award. you totally deserve it, love.

tristan and yvaine

how to make man understand this?

is this love? i never imagined i'd know it for myself. my heart, it feels like my chest can barely contain it. like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me anymore. it belongs to you. and if you wanted it, i'd wish for nothing in exchange. no gifts. no goods. no demonstration of devotion. nothing but knowing you loved me too. just your heart, in exchange for mine.

i wish i'm a fallen star so i can glow whenever i'm happy with you.

pesona

man's finger with a wedding band.

exquisite.

fair enough?

eye bag sucks!!!
wrinkle sucks!!!
gravity sucks!!!
mood swing sucks!!!
hormonal sucks!!!
PMS sucks!!!

the fact that men are getting more handsome and sexier as they're ageing, totally sucks!!!

a gift for the undomestic goddess

i don't know where this gift going to lead, but this is totally so random and unexpected.

never in my life had received such gift from a guy. 

thanks H. 

you are so beyond my imagination.

hormonal

lately mood macam gampang. mudah marah sebab benda bodoh. benda kecil yang tak logic pun boleh jadi punca naik angin. bukan baru sangat. since last week. hilang focus time driving. hilang focus bekerja. jadi benci dengan tempat kerja. jadi kurang senang dengan orang-orang di tempat kerja. rasa macam mau pulang rumah dan kurung diri di bilik.
so today i called my sister to have some talk. the first question that came out from her mouth: "kenapa? kau mau kawin? too bad, bini G pregnant sudah". i laughed then said: "ya. mau kawin. tapi dengan H". then we talked and talked and talked. like we were sitting next to each other. then she asked: "kenapa juga mau tunggu?" ah, rasa macam tertikam tiap kali orang soal begitu. tiada jawapan. sebab hati rasa begitu. dia bilang saya tidak lagi muda untuk ikut main tarik tali. then she said, "sudah-sudah la tu jadi lone ranger. jangan telampau sensitive. think less. don't read too much. hairan aku kau membesar jadi begini". saya bilang, "memang juga dari dulu begini kan. cuma lately semua yang negative tu getting worse". saya terkedu bila dia jawab, "just because it is, doesn't mean to be like that ba. susah mau di atur kau ni. bagus lagi dulu-dulu". then i said, "ba battery kong sudah ni. nanti la call balik malam-malam sikit".

tengah baca The Lucky One by Nicholas Spark. hari ni H handsome gila babbas.
bila masa dia tidak handsome di mata saya?