Married Too Long

Three women: one engaged, one married and one a mistress, are chatting over lunch and conversation turns to their relationships. They decided that night to surprise their men. All three would wear a black leather bra and thong, stiletto heels and a mask over their eyes.

A few days later they meet up for lunch.

The engaged woman: The other night when my boyfriend came over he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and said, 'You are the woman of my dreams. I love you.' Then we made love all night long.

The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing the leather outfit, heels, mask over my eyes and a raincoat. When I opened the raincoat he didn't say a word, but we had wild sex for hours.

The married woman: I sent the kids to stay at my mother's house for the night. When my husband came home I was wearing the leather bra, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes. He walked in the door, looked at me and  said,

'What's for dinner, Batman?'

Kesian giler dowhhhh!!!!!!!!!

Friends,

I am trying to keep my fingers away from typing serious stuff. I’ve been dealing with too many serious matters in the office until I forgot that I am still considered as a young 21-years-old ladyyy. So today, let me write my oh-dear-diary blog.

Last night I planned to wake up early, which is at 5am. But I ended up snoozing my unstoppable annoying alarm clock until 5.50am. I was supposed to re-organize all messed up mess in my room, tote and head! But again, I ended up searching “tafsiran mimpi” on Google. Idk which kindhearted angel of God who gave me this all of the sudden dream. Fyi, it has been a loooong time I have not had any weird dreams. Seriously. I know the oil price has increased. I know YAB Mahathir made a drastic action in UMNO and I know there are a group of scary people starting to hang out crazily at my neighbour’s house, but those things don’t bring a fat deal to me. I believe 100% my brain still can cope with such acceptable reality yet irrational current happenings occurred around me. But last night I dreamt some weird dream! I was struggling in a big deep blue ocean, swimming hard, trying to save my life by swimming towards a big titanic-alike ship! Owkayyyy. Let’s just give credit to the director or scriptwriter of my dream. What I know is, I saw myself swimming like a lazy-duck trying to avoid from suffocated by the rocking ocean. And I swear to God, I look so horrible swimming like that. Hahahahaha. Ya abc 123 @#$. Maybe God is sending a message or something, but I hope it really is a positive ones *fingers crossed and eyes blinking*.  

With lots of funky love,

Sarah.

Just to remind you again, a true friend listens and puts the judging court away from the endless conflicts. Undisturbed, unmoved by the raising dramatic shitt.

Yeah. Idk wassup wif de words but I mean it when I saw my picture with my two friends karaoke-ing till 1am in de morning. Big deal to know the truth. Big deal.

So today is the Kaamatan Festival. Being a moody me, I suddenly decided to rotate my a-whole-day-resting day to a hang-out-day with Zilla. I went to mall to get myself few stuffs that I’ve been wanting, no wait...scratch that, stuffs that I’ve been desperately wanting to buy. That so desperate, so called important, contemporary satisfaction stuff to buy was a pink and fancy looking container. I need the container because I am sick of rushing to the kitchen in the morning, with my car key and files falling on the floor, rushing to the cupboard and searching for an empty and CUTE container to take away my breakfast to office. Not that our kitchen is running out of containers, but most of the small and tiny containers are usually used to keep last night's leftovers. ANd what's left are those big and fat-sized containers to put 5 zirrafah and 3 elephants inside. I need to take awat something to eat in the office with Ruddey. I swear I wont have the time to go down and breakfast at the cafe [plus the office staffs are so rich with rumours and fabolous with hot CNN paparazis. Going out breakfast with a security guard is as though dating Nick Carter in 1999].

Done with the container shopping, [i shopped alone since Zilla had to attend her singing thingy at SESB]. I got myself hangers to hang my working clothes. So malas to iron baju every morning. Kelam kabut bah. Hehe. Got myself two pink ballpens, Glade Pink Passion car perfume, and toothbrush, but I forgot to buy eyeliner. [i feel like telling you as detailed as possible and i dont care if my entry is as long as Cecilia Ahern's novel at the MPH bookshelf].

It seems shopping is the highlight for today’s post and it is so obvious that I choose to think about the pain of taking out money from my baby-wallet, than screwing my head thinking about scary witches and alligators people in the office. Tommorow I’ll be cheerleading at the KDCA’s Unduk Ngadau beauty pageant with rm40 allounce and a blue Celcom’s T-Shirt with a “Unbeatable” text on my chest.

A magic piece of a rocky cosmetic.

Wxyz,

-Sarah.

Too many things, too many stories, too many responsibilities and too many events at one damn time. And I am just a normal human being to fail facing these things perfectly. I am lucky I haven’t screwed myself up and things are still under control :) but I promise you, my feelings are totally like this !@#$%^&*()*&^%$# about trust, love and honesty. My brain? is just like ABC and 123.

Number one, I’d appreciate if any of you guys (male please? Female is accepted too), to give the best reason to me of why gaining true friends is a very long process to go through yet losing friends is a very easy shit to blow? Wait! My question is not done yet. And why, the spear that always destructs the friendship easily -a female and male friendship- is love. Love that builds, Love that spoils??? So, yeah. I give 20% credits to love :( sad!

Number two, I don’t enjoy the gossips happening around the office, but trust me, you just can’t runaway from the ugly rumours and stories going around from every corner of your office. Haha! And I totally don’t enjoy the art of sabotage that is going on around the building too. You know? you see them smiling, you see them laughing, you see them amused at a not-so-funny jokes. But at the end of the day, you will see the dissatisfaction spore that invisibly flying and surrounding the other staffs.

But don’t you worry, I enjoy my work so far and happy to have the lovely people around me. The responsibilities that I have so far are under control =) and I give you the permission to spank my ass if I play the role as the rumours-blower.

Number three, my life with friends was a very happily ever after. After work, we hang-out at Gracepoint and went to Egypt for a chill-out night [even me have no idea of what was I doing at the Egypt]. Haha! Blew a birthday surprise to Z. Life was full of laughters. Yeah.. come and smile to celebrate the happiness together with me. But I am not here to show my life is all perfect and full of rainbows and fairydusts. The happily ever after story is actually reaching to a happily never after story. Unexpected shit occurs among my other friends and I feel sorry for us. I hope we grow up to learn more things in friendship. I thought my trust was doing alright till I reached one point where the trust is destructed. But hey, even Cinderella’s nightmare ends with a happy ending. We can rebuild this. I love them. So come and pray for a sweet ending atleast =)

Work? Two thumbs up!

I ran from one event to another event. First time emcee for a visit from The Residen Samarahan went fine. I just have to make the PA system as my bestfriend whenever im on the stage. I just hate it when the microphone starts to rebel some hatred towards me. Lala....Rilex kau ging. Kaamatan Carnival at  Lintasan Deasoka went very well and perfect if the weather was alright. The carnival on the first two nights went a little bit chaotic when it started to rain heavily, with great storms and strong wind. I was all wet in my Kebaya dress and ended up having a cough [for the second time this week]. I lost my voice again. It sounded horrible and is not similar to Ella rock-hot-voice at all. Dayumm. But i was happy to have Gerl, Udin, Awang there with me. Although just for a while and ..and..yeah.

Next, errr..as a Media and Publicity committee crew of the Kinabalu Photography Club (KPC ), I am now getting extra occupied with the club’s events and programmes. I am grateful to Tuan Syed, [who was in Tentera Laut DiRaja Malaysia before] who came all the way to my office and invited me to be part of the team. We got many positive responds from the public and individuals who want to join the Club and I just have no time to produce Media Release to the media. Luckily Gary is here with me =.= I will pass to you the blogsites of Kinabalu Photography Club so you can have a little bit of KPC background [which to be launched by 24th May 2008]. At the moment, to join the club, you can contact Mr. Ricky at 019-8... or Miss Hanie at 016-8183065. Or email me at sastra_maya911@yahoo.com. One of the latest Club event was the Cocktail Party with the US navy at USS Blue Ridge Ship at Sabah Ports.

The “Lest We Forget Run” event which happened at in front of KK City Hall office went well. So did the “Freedom of Entry” event which was held last month. It went extremely well and a little bit of errrrrk. I met one of my navy friends during the “Freedom of Entry”, and I was wondering where did his another navy-friend go? (which happened to be my friend too). And he didn’t want to answer my question. Then I was like, “is he jealous or something”? lalala. And yet then, he came back to me and said “you know the friend that you asked about just now? He has passed away. In a car accident..”........... Okay. I didn’t want to act stupid and screm “WHATTTT” to him. So, I reconfirmed with him for almost hundred times whether he was making a correct statement with a correct people involved or what-NO? And he said YES, and he was not joking. I was no, no, NO, NO.

The last few days before the Freedom of Entry, I received few smses from him asking how was I doing. But due to endless calls and endless schedule in my office, I ignored his sms. YES. IGNORED is the word = ( ohno. I felt bad. Then the next day after receiving his sms, I heard news about an accident which involved a navy. And..and..i didn’t know that it was him [because i forot his name]..oh Lord..So, I tried to call his mobile and the respond which I received was nothing but the stupid “Hello. You have reached the mailbox for zero, one, two, yada yada yada. Please leave your message after the tone. Beep.”. Rest In Peace my dear navy friend. May Allah be with you. If only I knew your sms came with a beautiful reason = / Anyway, let me show to you some of the pictures ive taken during the Freedom Of Entry.

Movie?

I watched LOVE [the Cinta movie of indonesian version]  with mama and the girls. And watched Ironman with sisters, the friends and uding. Was supposed to watch Speedracer, but I ended up dinner at Gracepoint. Helped out Aya to promote BodyShop’s new product and I wonder how did I look in that make-up. I looked like one of the bapuk at Kampung Air that’s for sure. Gugu gaga!

AND, The Anti-Litterbug Campaign at the Padang Merdeka went well too. It had succesfully involved thousands of participations from the public. We had some aerobic held and Datuk Masidi looked so hot when exercising. wahaha! Mayor looked cute too. lalala. i have to be KK City Hall spokesperson at the Anti Litterbug Campaign Exhibition hut with Mary and Mrs. Noulin. The notes to read about the campaign was this damn THICK ||||||||||. And right after the campaign, i went to Papar to attend Kinabalu Photography Club outdoor shooting with the participants of Unduk Ngadau in Papar.

I didn’t get to see my sister at the Mayor’s Book Launching last week, because I had a meeting for the Hari pekerja day (well, that was the only chance to see me and my sister be at a same event) haha. The colourful Sabah Fest was absolutely fantastic. And I am extremely sure that Sabah has the most interesting and colourful culture in Malaysia. The event is totally vast and high five to Sabah Tourism Board. The minute I entered the red carpet, is the minute where I felt so PROUD to be a SABAHAN. I went there with Riney, Uding and Azeem jims jims. KPC was there to take pictures too. Here are some pixies i grabbed from my sis. See? I told ya im going to update good updates after an ages of silent dead no-body-home blog. hehe.

Sabah Fest!

So, yeah. Enough about work. Oh and also on the 24 May, 2008 which is my Sweetheart’s birthday, KK City Hall is going to blow a belated Hari Pekerja Day, where it is expected to be attended by 2000 staffs and the family. I am in charged to blow games ala funfair at a blue camp. So, any idea of a fun funfair games???????? You better help me out before I chop myself on the chopping board. Haha.