the weekend which had just passed, we went shopping.
for tankini, slippers, shades and straw hat
for our little escape out of town to another sunny island of Phuket.
Fiza's (and yes boyfigure too) only holiday for the year.
consider this as a treat to our little selves for every hard worked that we ever done for the year,
savings that we have put aside for the big day
(the irony of treating self to money when the achievement is saving money, I KNOW)
and have an early Christmas present and as well as to commemorate
living withstanding bearing hearing feeling touching breathing seeing each other
for 720 days with no off days.
that is one hell of a good feeling.

all left to do is pack and go
and oh yes,
PRAY FOR GOOD WEATHER.
at least tip the weatherman for every good weather he predicts.
its sun, sand, food, sea (well we prefer chlorine water, swimming pool that is than sea water) and shopping.
Phuket better have cheap things to shop, or favourable to my big size at least
thank you.
before everything else, first, he needs to gt his ulcers treated.
plural, yes. top and bottom lips.
i swear suddenly i feel i have my own chris brown, pdiddy in the making from his swollen lips.
oh well.....

3 MORE DAYS.
frigging excited i can hug anyone dry.
((:

i can't thank God more enough for having you.
keeps my heart beating.
22months and moremoremore.
(:

i FINALLY met them.
for dinner at Plaza Singapura PizzaHut.
they have never changed. we still know our crazy poses, we want neoprints at the age of 21,
sher still disturb my ever growing breast, i will keep telling her she is growing skinnier. yuzy will always hold sher hands,
and the best part?
they are my babats
(:
the occasion was a belated get together birthday celebration for yuzy, last to turn 21 among us.
and im on my toes Christmas we are meeting up again.
i wont get my diploma if not their non-stop encouragement
and i wont taste teenage-hood is god didnt make our paths crossed.
but he did.
I LOVE YOU GIRLS.

im this overworked girl with depleting social life.
im this tired bitch who served SQ/MI passenger like her soul depended on it.
when was the last time i ever contact my friends?
ask them.
oh, and it Fairuz birthday today and all i can manage is a phone call
to wish happy birthday. you asked, what happened 2 years ago?
we had a birthday cake right in front of her.

so i tell you what,
i don't want to rant about work cos SATS is so unnecessary right now.
this space will be as empty till
boyfigure decides to excite me with something more than mere 6 hours quick-shopping
before 12 more days to Phuket
or i kill myself.

he wants to save everything for Phuket
he better remember 27th.

on a side note.
sister to sister act?
no no.
and i don't like sister's boyfriend/good guy friend/partner.
spells out YP / UM on his forehead.

virus spreads like wildfire, poor boyfigure cant stop coughing and cold sweating
such a wrong time to fall ill when we are going Phuket in 18 more days.
im super excited so better not let my spirits down.
im jaded enough not to go work partly because boyfigure is sick.
we have not stepped out of work life and into social life since forever.
oh,
get well soon my love.
i want more days just you and me against the crowd.

mother and boyfigure interaction is good.
contented. because it shows acceptance
my beloved mother loves the love of my life.
thank you god, you have never been more fair.
<3

on another side of the world,
i love cold weathers, day and night.
can Singapore snow this Christmas?
(: