Something's wrong. Something's VERY wrong...

*Grave face*

I don't know WHAT exactly's bothering me. But i dun feel at ease. Like, there's sumthing wrong. I came back from a meeting and all i feel is...empty. I'm having violent mood swings weyyyy and it's not fucking funny anymore! Btw...meeting was good. Client loved my copy direction. Yata yata yata. But, still...*SIGH*.

Maybe it's cuz my family hates me (And NO, I'm not being all drama about this). They went to sum sungai sumwhere for a BBQ and "forgot" to tell me. The WHOLE family ok! And no one bothered to invite me :'(. I only found out when i called my mum last Saturday to ask them out for dinner and they were all THERE already. FINE! If my family doesn't want me, then I. Don't. Want. Them!!! *Lifts chin up in determination* Am refusing to pick-up any of their calls. They should just consider themselves 2nd-daughter-less from now on.


Or maybe cuz I hate my housemate. He has a stick up his ass, I SWEAR! He gave me grief over water footmarks in the bathroom floor. It's the fucking bathroom la ok. People are bound to have footmarks on the fucking bathroom floor. Lain la kalau I'm a ghost and I float everywhere kan. Then, rest assured...you won't find footmarks anywhere. -_-. According to him, it's HIS house and he just wants it clean. DUDE. All i do is tip-toe around YOUR house and keep it clean (Up to the point i think twice before entering YOUR kitchen to cook me some eggs). GAAAAAAH! Thank GOD I'm moving out this weekend. I can't take ur OCD shit anymore. No one can la (10 bucks sez his gf is suffering in silence).

Or maybe it's my backache. It's starting to rear it's painful head again. Bitch needs to leave me alone. It's making me lose sleep (OR sleep in unnatural-not-of-this-Earth positions, just to ease the pain). Note to self: If my kids ever want to join gymnastics, just say "NO!", give them a tight slap and cartwheel off.


Or MAYBE...despite the fact that it's been half a year, and he's already married, and I'm dating people, AND we stopped talking...i STILL think of him. Okmovingon.

*Deep breaths*

God? If ur listening...I need me sum happiness. I know they don't sell the stuff in a bottle or a jar down here, but if u could just sprinkle sum on me from above...that would be GREAT, thanks! :D

-_-

Who needs a dozen red roses...

...WHEN YOU CAN HAVE A DOZEN DOUGHNUTS INSTEAD?!!








People, take note. This is the way to a girl's heart. ;)

2 Creatives + Boredom = THIS!

This is what happens when 2 people from the creative industry (1 in advertising. 1 in fashion) get bored one evening, start talking cock and get trigger happy...










The rest shall be in my (AND his) personal archives. ;)

Before i forget...

So many things i wanted to blog about, but then got distracted (with work and shit) and forgot. -_-. So here goes. All in its disjointed glory.

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I think I've just met THE most interesting guy EVER. There's sumthing about him that i can't quite figure out...and that just adds to the appeal. *Squints eyes, looks thoughtful*. I just realized, that to get me to go all ape-shit-nuts about you, you gotta INTRIGUE me 1st. So, ANYways...yeah. After a long time, i felt it again. That thrill, u know? And not just me going, "Hmmm. He's nice" (I'm not attracted to 'NICE'!). It's like Vanilla u know...it's all sweet and pleasant...but after a while, you get bored. I'm not into that shit. All my fave ppl are a little messed-up. I feel at home with them. ;D

And you know wats even weird? He's Chinese! Sum of my closest, AWESOMEST friends are Chinese la but I've never been attracted to one. As in, sexually attracted. So, it's very surprising that the chemistry could be so ON! ;)

Here are sum reasons why I think he's crazy interesting:

- We both have a thing for skulls. 1st date, we both showed up wearing tees with skulls on 'em. His was neon bright, mine was B&W pirate-ish. ;p
- And ALTHOUGH he dresses edgy, he talks softly.
- He styles models for a living. As in fashion styling.
- His apartment is a SERIOUS dose of DOPE! Old skool-Hongkie area, small in size, but rich with kickass character.
- Don't even get me started on his wardrobe! The 2nd room's dedicated to clothes. Rails and rails of it! It's serious fabulosity.
- And at this point ur prolly thinking he's gay rite? HAHAHAHA. And u know wats interesting? He's NOT! ;) TRUST ME.
- He plays the guitar and sings. Even serenaded me once *Thumbs up*.
- Fuck-awesome Tattoos on his body (Full wings on the back, dragon on the calf, stars on the torso). Need i say more? *drools*
- He has a clothing line coming out soon. Which 'I' think is INSANE!
- He's more creative than me la ok. -_-.

Ok la enuff. Watever it is, i kinda like this guy. ;D I'm trying not to, but it's getting hard.

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My Poomela and I met for WIP a week back and had Baskin Robbins for dessert after dinner. We were at the ice cream bar choosing flavours, and couldn't decide. So, we had small taste-scoops of everything (wheeee!) to see which flavour we liked best, at which point i went, "Sigh. Wudn't it be SO cool if choosing men were like choosing ice cream flavours? Taste-taste, then pick. So kesian ppl in arranged marriages kan? They dun get to taste the product first. Wat if you don't like the taste? You can't return it after that, OR choose sumthing different. You're basically screwed la!". :p

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Oh ya. I'm actually being pursued. Like, 'old-skool-being-PROPERLY-courted-treat-me-like-a-princess-Buy-me-dinner' kinda pursued. I'm not sure what to make of it tho. I shud be thrilled rite? O_o. RITE???

And oh ya. Thank you for sending me the book and letter. It DID cheer me up. :D I was VERY surprised. I'm not used to this.

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Sumthing my bestfriend's mum was telling me over the phone the other day:

"Adriana, you're a very special girl ok. Out of all the girls Aunty knows, i think ur the most special one. And one day, you'll meet a guy who thinks EXACTLY the same as Aunty. So, don't worry. You'll find the right one for you".

Gila la. I'm tearing up again.

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Okays. More later. I have a meeting with clients in a few minutes.

"Dream on"

This is on repeat today, till i mend a little.

So, it's like that huh?

Wow. You're amazing. The way you broke it to me. Just like THAT *snaps fingers*. And the best part of all? You broke my fucking heart, and you don't even care. So brilliant were you, that you even managed to pin it back to me. Like I'M the one whose getting married. Getting married to someone you've only known for 4 fucking months!

I applaud you. For your lack of feelings...for your ability not to care...and MOST of all...for making THE BIGGEST mistake of your life. ;D *clapclap*

So, con-fucking-gratulations on your impending doom, eh...marriage, i mean.

I'm happy for you.

BABE! U SUCK!!!!

HAHAHAHAHHAHAAAA.

:-*

Happy now?

I was gonna say sumthing...

...But then i forgot.

:S

Sorryyyyyy.

I'm such a Dungu sumtimes. -_-.

Babe? You read blogs???

Like SERIOUSLY?

Well...it took you long enuff to find mine kan. ;)

Yes, i write about you. And about anything else that goes on in my life.

Cause it means THAT much to me.

And if you don't like it, well...TOUGH.

:-*

This post has no title. This post is just an expression. This one ---> -_-

OMG. Wat if i have Swine Flu? O_o. Been coughing and wheezing since Friday.

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Random note: Ahmed called me from Saudi on Saturday (thought it was his brother, and vice versa when his brother called me on Friday ;D). He called to tell me that he had a dream about me, killing all the Hammads...with a PENCIL! Fu-yoooo. I rock yo! ;)

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I'm hungry but damn malas to go down and get food. Lemme see if i can get Hisham to tapau for me *calls hisham*. Yay! He's tapau-ing rice for me from Maju (Nasi setengah, kari a bit, ikan yang bukan bentuk macam ikan, vegie sikiiiit aje, TQ!).

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I need to do my hair this weekend. It's getting quite kembangs, i think. O_o'.

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Oh fuck me dead! I have to copy check 3 C.I-s (Corporate Identity) manuals today. My Creative Director was more subtle with just, "Oh SHIT! Oh HOLY SHIT!". *lol*.

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I think i need that pill Calvin was telling me about, the 'Stupid Pill'. It slows down brain activity so one can sleep. Last nite was shit for me. Cudn't fall aslepp till dawn. Just dozed on and off till my alarm went off at 8AM. Pathetic excuse for a sleep. Meh!

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My throat feels like "it's been fucked by sumthing hard and sandpaper-y". ;p Cannot tahan. I'm going to the Doctor's to get me sum industrial strength lozenges!

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It's Mother's Day this weekend. I shall call my sister's up and see what we're doing for my mum this Sunday. :D

Ok that's it. Bye. I need to eat.