i think im fattttttttt..!!

Hey. Im bored. Let’s bitch about the office.

1. Today’s the last day for a head of dept. The guy always pesan to me to hold on and please don’t leave the company, the company needs you and now look, he’s the one leaving.
2. The Leng Lui of my office who likes to wear micro mini and sometimes see-through skirts to work (hello, company dress code??) should be wearing strings or thongs with it. I can’t help but noticed her visible pantylines and wait a minute, is that a wedgy? Euw.
3. The immediate boss is still the same table-slamming-loud-cursing-crazy-tantrums man. The fact that he always lower his voice and tryna be okay with me after he threw tantrums doesn’t help at all.. The damage has makan dalam you know…
4. I confessed to a colleague that I do have a blog. I bet he’s trying to track me down eversince. Heh. Perasan..
5. I have been mengular, for like, an hour and a half everyday, sneaking out of the office to have lunch with him outside the kilang. I am such a biiiiiiiiitch.:p oh but it (mengular) is not gonna happen anymore because.......... *sniffs* *sobs*.
6. The part-time model engineer ie. a colleague who just joined the company is overpaid (when compared to others who has the same year of working experience and seniority lah). Like, he gets higher pay than everybody else because he's good looking and he's a model?
7. There’ll be 4 other colleagues resigning by end of the month. What the fcuk am I still doing here?????

Ok I gotta go now. Off to the HOD’s farewell dinner now.;)

i think it was misjudgement (?)

I was on my own, reading Dina Zaman’s I Am Muslim on a fine late Saturday afternoon in one of Subang’s friendly neighbourhood coffee shop after a meeting with a friend when I thought I was being looked/stared at. Ah, another admirer of my beauty person noticed that my new haircut is senget sebelah la ni... I was beginning to feel a bit shy and started to control cun and tilted my head to the right so he couldn’t tell which side is actually longer.

Suddenly he was beside me. He was a rugged pakcik, he put a hand on my chair and left a folded tissue on my table, smiled and off he went.

It must’ve been his mobile number. :p

I remember joking to my friend Yanie previously during lunch that I am planning to find myself a boyfriend who is old but rich because commitment is something that is more difficult than teknik jahitan tulang belut. These old but rich men are usually married and being the other woman, u wont have to see them everysingleday, and u can do anything and get away with it (read: go out with another man without him knowing). An issue discussed in IAM actually.

I picked the tissue up and read the note written on it. I remember the note word by word, and I don’t think I will ever gonna forget it. It read:

“Girl, kudos to you.. It’s never too late to come back to the right path. Masa muda sebelum tua, masa hidup sebelum mati. Allah pasti akan mengampunkan dosa-dosa umatnya yang bertaubat.”

*bunyik cengkerik*

Ehhhh apakah..?

*bunyik cengkerik*

Was it the empire waist top that I wore on that day? Or the faded orange color on me hair? I think my outfit that day was decent enough. Or could it be the sad frown on my face when I was reading page 191 (because Zain Hafsham, I pity you really..), that triggered the pakcik to come over to show his ‘support’?

*bunyik cengkerik*

Pakcik,pakcik.. I would’ve framed the tissue paper note and hang it on my bedroom wall. But I cant cuz I lost it.

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