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Puff. Puffed. Puffness.

FYI, The title I usually used for my blog is sometimes related but most of the is obviously, irrelevant with the current post.

ie, the previous entry. The title was taken from one part of the song lyrics. Of cause related with the song but not related with the man inside the entry. In case you are wondering, no we are not fucked :D

Ha ha Owh Gosh, this is misleading.

Okay, so for this entry, the title was created cuz I am eating some tuna puff pastry :D Bought from Bread History I guess, the tuna is not as nice as the tuna from the bakery in Sogo. I dun remember the name but its the only bakery in Sogo. The LG level. The tuna doughnut and tuna sandwich are the best.

I used to have their tuna sandwich for lunch and my colleague like usual asked me :

- Where did you get the sandwich?
- Sogo
- U went there just now?
- Yep.
- Just for that sandwich?
- Why not? Its worth the journey though
- Chi Sin. ( in her heart qua )

Ha ha maybe its crazy. the tren travel cost RM2.40 return trip. And the sandwich cost around that price. But still under RM5 for lunch. OK la kot. Its not as crazy and to walk through stairs is good what.. exercise.

I am starting to get the sorethroat.. argh :(

Anyway, weekend was a bit awesome. I spent a quiet Xmas not goin anyway. Anne celebrated at her relatives house, some kinda family gathering. So no Xmas celebration for me, just a nice nasi lemak enjoyed in front of the telly with the Xmas morning tradition - watching the Muppet show on Disney channel.

On Saturday, drove back to Bentong and attended some wedding. At nite, went to Karak ( my kampung ) again to Uncle Noordin house. He organized wedding for his sister. I never knew he had this sister. Ma said its half siblings things. Ok la.. So, didnt do anything at the house cause everything is ready. They still cook for the wedding themselves. Its more meriah I guess and y'know its not easy to get a nice catering service in Bentong/Karak.

Me and sis were actually forced to show our face since we are unable the attend the kenduri today. Sis wud be working at 3pm, so had to go back to KL around noon. Ma is a bit strict about all this family things. Must not break the link. So, that nite I heard a lot of family roots story telling. This Nyang, this Nyet. Hmm macam macam!

Around 12 midnite, I hinted Ma to go back by showing off my watch to her. She hinted Babah then. Babah still interested to listen to all the family roots stuff, moreover its his family. But since my aunt decided to go back, the story telling came to its end. Ha ha .. i think Uncle Brahim still not satisfied to tell more story. I cant imagine if we came to his house for tea, it surely last until supper time. :D

Before went back to Bentong, picked up the cousin, Ika at Mak Long's house. Thought of having the slumber party but ended up watching 500 days of Summer and cursing Summer Finn all nites. Ha ha sis was making a good point that the movie is not that bad. We always want the male version of Bridget Jones. Obviously guys are more dramatic that the girls right? I mean while dealing with break ups. The most girls would do is watching sappy movies with Ben and Jerry's. But guys smashed the plates :D Hu hu Hu The real story was - my friend broke his guitar when he found out his gf ( also my friend ) two timing him. Ha ha. Drama!

Talking about my cousin Ika, we are actually planned for this little Dinner for welcoming New Year on the NY eve obviously. Its goin to be all girls nite, a formal dinner where the table should be ready and the girls would be in dress! Gosh I love it. Its like a very mannered upper class hen nite. :D We actually thought of the dishes! Roast Beef with Yorkshire Pudding and other stuff. Ha ha, and we're goin to have some nice bottle of sparkling juice and ice cream and watch girlie movies.

Well, since its goin to be held in this crib, I told my sis the plan. And she said, 'whut? suka suka..' Its the expression of 'wtf, i dun like it. why are you planning this behind my back? who's goin to cook? me? wtf' Gosh sometimes she could be this 1st class biyatch I really hate. I turned away and ended the conversation 'Its just a plan'... and thinking it would nice to have my OWN crib.

So, its not goin to happen. And since the drama happened, I felt a bit pessimistic and was planning to get some booze and get wasted. I mean, thats the last nite of my twenties.. why not right?

However, one day Ma told me that she wud be on long holiday until New Year and plan to stay in KL. Yes, her house :D So no more hanky panky plan for New Year. Forget the booze, the night in, the nite out.. Its goin to be a quiet New Year. So much for welcoming thirties. I already think thirties wud be a very boring decade.

Well.. at least, you have all the beloved around you?

Owh I know... on NY eve I will write my 2009 chronology! :D

hmmm but I wish he would call me that nite and wish me Happy New Year and blow me thousands miles kiss! hmmm... I never had my New Year kiss apart from my family though. Is that really pathetic?

Sappy!!! Dont go sappy.. PLEASE.

gosh.. I have one more stored procedure to amend! yikes!!!

But before I go, I must say I really really heart my Kiehl's lip balm. It got some red tinted and its really close to vaseline. The only stuff I can put on my lips. Do you know that I never own any lipstick. I mean the real lipstick. Well I bought a few and would handed them to Ma or sis. My lips are way too sensitive with lip wear. Some lip gloss are ok. But most of the time my lips are nude. Until I found this lip balm.. ahh heaven. My lips arent chappy and dry out like usual. It is pinky and smooth and it looks like the lips that had many many many french kisses last nite.
You know what I mean? :D

So in the mean time, I dun need french kisses to keep my lips moist, I got Kiehl's!





till then, <3 you the most!


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