Yet, Another Misfortune(s)
Again, the unlucky star is casting its bright shine on me...
Denji, kereta merah kesayangan saya
Last month, Denji met with an accident. That b&*(I$ in front of it decided last minute to tekan the brake and pity achmon tak sempat brake but sempat swerve to the side resulting in a broken headlight, fallen bumper and bonet yang amat cacat. Ach was driving the car and I wasnt there to witness the heartbreaking scene.
Anyways, the funny thing was, when ach called to tell me about it, i was extraodinarily and surprisingly calm. That was seriously UNLIKE me. Normal ajan wouldve freaked out jumping kiri kanan throwing stuff everywhere and screaming her lungs out.
Okay that's not the funny part. What's funny was, when ach called the first thing I asked was, "Is my car OK?", and only hang up after I was satisfied that the car is OK.
When I hung up, Mak asked dengan gaya yang amat panic, "Haaa, kerete eksidennn!!!?? Akmal macam mana? OK ker? Kat mana eksidenn??"
*Sambil menggaru kepala yang tak gatal dan berwajah yang amat blur*
Ooo aah yek, kat mane hekkk?? Lupe plak nak tanye. Dammnn how could i forget to ask my husband thatt??
Dont get me wrong dudes, I love my asben. A lot. A LOT. Wouldnt wish anything bad to happen to him but somehow that question just skipped my mind. Sebab, he called, he sounded OK so he mustve been ok. Hihihihi... Pastu aku call laaa balik tanyer... And yes, my female *and wifey* instinct proved me right. He was ok just a bit jumpy.
So now the car is in KIA Service Center, tunggu claim insurance settle and tunggu service settle.
My Motorola (again~)
And then, as if tak cukup malang, I lost my phone while I was out having my lunch. I was actually out to TAPAU the bloody lunch for bloody 15 minutes and lepas balik, the phone, yang tengah charge atas meja aku dah takde. Haram jadah lahanat tul sapa yang amek. And the phone is not the only thing that I lost, there was something else, something that's really dear to me. Lagi double haram lahanat cilake bangsat whoever laid his bloody hands on my beloved thing.
A couple of friends and I pegi bilik pak guard, tgk balik CCTV camera and apparently there was a guy, an old haram jadah tua tak sedar diri guy walked in the office (at 1313), walked out and lingered for approx. one minute dekat lift area, and walked back in the office. He walked out again (1315)and this time went into the lift and at 1320 walked out of the main building. All this between 1313 - 1320.
Lepas menangis tak ingat dunia, Suzy, Arep, (who lost the watch his father gave him) and I gi lodge a report kat Balai Polis Sentul. Somehow I only cried for a short while and after that I was able to senyum. Tho I really miss that thing i lost. Babi nya pencurik tak sedar diri effin asshole i hope you die.
And, I know I might have been careless leaving my stuff lying around *again, i hope that bloody bastard got run over by a bloody bus and have both his legs cut off*, and yes, lesson learnt, I know perfectly well that I should be careful next time, and I WILL BE CAREFUL NEXT TIME.
But when i tell you what happened, all i wanna hear is a soothing, and perhaps with a hug, "Ohhh its okayy, we can always go buy another one" and even better if i hear "i'll pay for it ok?" or "pity that guy he's so miskin he cannot even afford his own phone that he needs to walk in ppl's office and find stuff to sell" Instead of "be careful next time" because i 've learnt that THE HARD WAY. All i need is to be told that everything is gonna be OK.
Lie to me if you need to because i prolly know that you're lying and just trying to make me feel better. The crying heart will forgive you for lying. Tipu sunat orang kata.
Thank you very much.
Denji, kereta merah kesayangan saya
Last month, Denji met with an accident. That b&*(I$ in front of it decided last minute to tekan the brake and pity achmon tak sempat brake but sempat swerve to the side resulting in a broken headlight, fallen bumper and bonet yang amat cacat. Ach was driving the car and I wasnt there to witness the heartbreaking scene.
Anyways, the funny thing was, when ach called to tell me about it, i was extraodinarily and surprisingly calm. That was seriously UNLIKE me. Normal ajan wouldve freaked out jumping kiri kanan throwing stuff everywhere and screaming her lungs out.
Okay that's not the funny part. What's funny was, when ach called the first thing I asked was, "Is my car OK?", and only hang up after I was satisfied that the car is OK.
When I hung up, Mak asked dengan gaya yang amat panic, "Haaa, kerete eksidennn!!!?? Akmal macam mana? OK ker? Kat mana eksidenn??"
*Sambil menggaru kepala yang tak gatal dan berwajah yang amat blur*
Ooo aah yek, kat mane hekkk?? Lupe plak nak tanye. Dammnn how could i forget to ask my husband thatt??
Dont get me wrong dudes, I love my asben. A lot. A LOT. Wouldnt wish anything bad to happen to him but somehow that question just skipped my mind. Sebab, he called, he sounded OK so he mustve been ok. Hihihihi... Pastu aku call laaa balik tanyer... And yes, my female *and wifey* instinct proved me right. He was ok just a bit jumpy.
So now the car is in KIA Service Center, tunggu claim insurance settle and tunggu service settle.
My Motorola (again~)
And then, as if tak cukup malang, I lost my phone while I was out having my lunch. I was actually out to TAPAU the bloody lunch for bloody 15 minutes and lepas balik, the phone, yang tengah charge atas meja aku dah takde. Haram jadah lahanat tul sapa yang amek. And the phone is not the only thing that I lost, there was something else, something that's really dear to me. Lagi double haram lahanat cilake bangsat whoever laid his bloody hands on my beloved thing.
A couple of friends and I pegi bilik pak guard, tgk balik CCTV camera and apparently there was a guy, an old haram jadah tua tak sedar diri guy walked in the office (at 1313), walked out and lingered for approx. one minute dekat lift area, and walked back in the office. He walked out again (1315)and this time went into the lift and at 1320 walked out of the main building. All this between 1313 - 1320.
Lepas menangis tak ingat dunia, Suzy, Arep, (who lost the watch his father gave him) and I gi lodge a report kat Balai Polis Sentul. Somehow I only cried for a short while and after that I was able to senyum. Tho I really miss that thing i lost. Babi nya pencurik tak sedar diri effin asshole i hope you die.
And, I know I might have been careless leaving my stuff lying around *again, i hope that bloody bastard got run over by a bloody bus and have both his legs cut off*, and yes, lesson learnt, I know perfectly well that I should be careful next time, and I WILL BE CAREFUL NEXT TIME.
But when i tell you what happened, all i wanna hear is a soothing, and perhaps with a hug, "Ohhh its okayy, we can always go buy another one" and even better if i hear "i'll pay for it ok?" or "pity that guy he's so miskin he cannot even afford his own phone that he needs to walk in ppl's office and find stuff to sell" Instead of "be careful next time" because i 've learnt that THE HARD WAY. All i need is to be told that everything is gonna be OK.
Lie to me if you need to because i prolly know that you're lying and just trying to make me feel better. The crying heart will forgive you for lying. Tipu sunat orang kata.
Thank you very much.
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fera: hey didnt think you visit my blog! Anyways, tu lahh sangat menyakitkan hati okay that kinda remarks. i feel you too. =P