Wednesday, September 29, 2004
I got emm 30 hours to go before I could finally stand besides him...This is killing me...the time move and tick very...very slowly indeed...(penatnyer tunggu)...
I can't really concentrate on whatever I'm doing anyway...and to tell the truth I can't really do anything at all...been counting the days and starting today been counting the hours...been looking at my watch every other hour...this is torture...this is hell...and I'm going insane...
We've been comunicating...since he was in Indonesia...sms's and phone calls...we got plan wot to do...dinner after work and a lot of talking...hey I just can't wait...but the time seems so far away...
I wish I could fast forward the time...heh...heh...I'm restless...I'm impatient...but all I can do is wait...duhh?!!
Friday, September 24, 2004
I'm elated...I'm so happy because by next week I don't have to;
- spend my weekends at home alone
- think the suitable candidate that I should asked to tag me along if I wanna go anywhere
- go to shopping mall alone
- cook my dinner because I could dine out and I'm not going alone
- being depressed for no reason
- worry when the phone will ring and I'm not at home
- sleep by 11.00p.m because I don't have anything to do what so ever
- be the guardian of the house during weekends
- worry about what should I do afterwork
Hah...hah...I'm as excited as a puppy (emm..think again I don't wanna be a puppy) maybe like a kid with new toys or maybe as excited as going out with someone I really...really...fond of (for the first time ever)...or getting present unexpectedly...hell...I'm just so damend excited. And even words can't exactly described it...I even love the anticipation...the excitement...
It felt like I haven't be so happy for quite a long time...I mean I'm happy but not really happy...because somethin' is missing...something that is apart of me is missing...but fret not...he will be here soon...real soon!
I pray that he have a save journey home...and we could really meet and have all the time on the world for ourself...to cherish...I'm waiting for that missing pieces to be apart of me again...soon.
I love you so much dear...Muaaahhhsssss!!!
Thursday, September 02, 2004
I am beyond words…last Friday at work I dreamt of what dress to wear to my schoolmate wedding…and I thought of that purple baju kurung which I bought for the last Hari Raya…the one with beads and sequins…Hell! I don’t care if the baju kurung is a little extra glamorous…I just wanna for once wear it…before the next Hari Raya and the wedding seemed to be quite appropriate function. Problem solved.
So after work, I went straight home…had some rest and then I went to my room…to seek for my purple baju kurung only to find put that…it was not in it’s place…WEIRD…but I’m damned sure it was there before…because it can’t be placed anywhere else after all.
In my mind I had already figure out who is behind all this…I searched inside her laundry basket…even in her suitcase…Damned it’s not there…It’s school holiday and it also means wedding invitation…so she had took it away with her…Hell I hate it that she could do this to me…AGAIN!
A month ago…I lost my Stussy shirt…which was weird…I just bought that shirt along with the GAP shirt…I remembered placing it neatly in my drawer…on the top most part of the drawer. I really don’t wanna be prejudice so I searched in every possible space (my space) that the shirt could be…my wardrobe…my drawers but to no avail. I’m deeply interrupted and confused. Where could it be?!
That was when I had this notion to check on her…The first time I found nothing…maybe I didn’t really looked…because I don’t wanna believe it, that she did it. After several days I repeatedly seek for that shirt…this time with eyes wide open…Further in her laundry basket…there it was…my shirt no longer brand new…with her lipstick stained…I felt like crying…and I’m full of hatred towards her. That was her first time. Fine!
But I did kept my mouth shut…the first time....(oh! Forget that I did told HIMSELF). But I already learn to hate her…until my purple baju kurung…now I’m positive that I will not talk to that moron again! Never…and if I ever spoke to her I will cursed her…trust me!!
The second time around I told everyone in the house what she did…served her well. Hey it’s my brand new shirt and baju kurung okay!!! Later on, I realized that she ate my food too…and of course without letting me know first! I mean I’m not that stingy…but she took what’s not hers…and do whatever she wants as if it was hers…Ridiculous! And she doesn’t seemed to have guts to at least admit it….Arghhh…I purely hate her to be so rude and mindless and stupid and heartless and whatever…
I wonder if she sent the purple baju kurung for dry cleaning before she sent it back to the rack, she put it in the laundry plastic just like before…as if I didn’t realized that baju kurung had been missing during the weekends…and suddenly it was on the rack again the following Monday…and to add to such a jerk she is…she pasted a wedding function picture at her cabinet (although in that picture she didn’t wear my baju kurung…but that obviously tell why she took my baju kurung). Didn’t it look so transparent?
What kind of people is her? And didn’t she feel wrong? This moron certainly could act well…She dare to sit in front of me and pretend as if everything ok…Oh come on!! Stop the play ok…stop pretending!!! I knew who she really is.
Just because someone has last collection of things it doesn’t mean that she/he forgets the where about of her/his things…Never make that assumption…never!! Because people is wondering how did I knew which shoe is inside the box…and I knew it the moment I saw the box. No hassle…just like a glance on the rack and I will discover my baju kurung is not there…Tadaa!!!
I guess that she is only interested in brand new things…so basically when I bought a new shirt or whatever that has got tag…I just let the tag intact, until I wore it for the first time…I didn’t mean to show the price tag…but I gotta do what I gotta do to stop her.
Well of course I could just say it to her face…But that’s quite controversial and I’m sure is not worth it…she could just pretend she was listening…whatever…”masuk telinga kiri keluar telinga kanan”…Arghhh how I hate thee….
