dreams do speak

Orang kata mimpi tu mainan syaitan. I think so too. Tapi kalau saya mimpi kahwin anak raja saya terus dalam denial kata it's a prophecy. Saya selalu mimpi. Tidur 5 minutes dalam kelas pun boleh mimpi. Tapi kalau tidur kejap je saya mimpi kena langgar lori atau jatuh longkang atau apa-apa yang boleh buat saya tersentak bangun. Memalukan sangat. Loser memang begitu.

I had a dream. It was the day of my wedding. My ARRANGED WEDDING. Take note of that. Saya tengok bakal husband saya through CCTV je masa meminang and the akad was held right after the meminang session. Saya tak ready, saya sedih memikirkan jodoh saya mungkin orang lain dan bukan yang dipaksa ini. Saya tarik muka. Silent treatment. Saya jual mahal. Our marriage seemed to be in disrepair. Husband saya baik walaupun taklah sekacak Ashraf Sinclair. Tapi kebaikan dia tu bukannya boleh saya bawak pergi function tunjuk-tunjuk menunjuk kat colleagues saya. Apelah sangat baik dia tu saya fikir. Saya pandang dia sebelah mata. Sampailah Fizz Fairuz datang nasihatkan saya to accept husband saya as he is. Saya kata 'I'll try'. Tanpa niat untuk mencuba pada dasarnya.

Sampailah satu petang, husband saya memasuki OUR ROOM dengan bertowel dan masih sweating sebab baru balik gym. Dengan badan sasa rawr dan six packs tu terus, saya cair. 'Abang nak air? Abang mesti penat kan?'. Terus tamat sudah segala silent treatment. Nasib baik mimpi ended there. Kalau tak saya pun geli nak type. ROTFL.

Mimpi ini memang bodoh pada zahirnya. Apekah tiba-tiba Fizz Fairuz jadi advisor saya. Memang tak logic lah. Tapi bile pikir-pikir balik it's a reminder actually. Maybe supaya saya tak memandang rupa dalam soal jodoh or whatsoever. I'm afraid that I'm going to be blinded by the good looks, wealth and physical attributes. Mintak dijauhkan. Ya Allah,janganlah butakan aku dengan segala rupa dan kekayaan pinjaman itu. Amin.

Quoted from Ayu bestfriend saya:

'Kalau pilih handsome je tapi perangai macam setan, kalau kena langgar lori apa yang tinggal?'

'Muka setan dan perangai setan lah.'

ps:oh yeah baby, I still can write a long post. blergh.

pps:dah penat edit. tapi die xnk turun jgk. sukehati kau lah.

POOP!

The exam is finally OVER! Now, I'm currently at home with nothing to do

and the constant am-I-going-to-ace-it-or-not-oh-what-have-I-wrote thoughts. All the papers were so hard. Especially P2 (Corporate Reporting). Sigh. My lecturer said 'dont worry. that kind of question would not come out in the final'. Guess what? THAT kind of question CAME out. Poor me. I feel like I've wasted the whole semester for P2. I thought I was ready. Boy I was wrong.

This break I should start preparing my CV, resume and all that. But nah, those things can wait. I shall wait for the results first. I'm devastated actually =( All the extra hours poured in seemed to be pointless. All the plans and hopes are like ballons. And I'm slowly losing grip of those. Oh stop me from talking anout exams please. Let's just hope miracles do happen and please don't stop praying for me and my friends ok.











I love being at home. And I couldn't agree more with the quote above. HAHAHA. Don't you guys think that's so true. Well it is for me. Hah pengotor kau bie.







ps:I need to get rid of my extra kilos.
pps:But home=foods foods foods *dilemma*

yearned solitude

'NEVER, NEVER LISTEN TO ANYBODY THAT TRIES TO DISCOURAGE YOU'

Yeah. Nice advice u've got there. I can handle that anybody. But the person who discourages me the most is MYSELF. Freaking out much? I think so. Let's just hope I can channel this discouragement into motivation in a week time. Ekk!

ps:KAK MIMI,all the best for your exam!