I'm still a viiiiiiiiiiiiirgin

it's 10.30 am and another hour to get to work. haram jadah ngantuk sial selamat berlabuh diatas tilam tapi tak boleh takot stuck dlm jam nak nak kat jln sultan ismail ahahaha.

let's do some facial stretchings so that i could erase the drowsiness. no matter what i do, i am still sleepy. selamat x masuk keje kol 8 pagi. hancur musnah semuanya

the title of this blorg post is very provocative, just like me. ahahahahaha. i notice lately that my life sucks, not to that degree sampai rasa nak lari telanjang around KL ahaha. i just started a job, alhamdulillah. my office is just a neighbour to KL tower. best part is, i always receive goodies from those people doing roadshow at my office tower. to date i have obtained 6 sachetss of Head & Shoulders, 1 pot of plant, 3 packets of Ahmad Tea, and....... macam2 lagi la. and one day Fruit Tree drink is doing a sale of rm1 for a bottle. takde org nk beli sebab kena bayar ahaha. I AM A SELF CONFESSED CHEAPSKATE AHAHAH!!!! but i'm still not satisfied with hotel istana staffs that done a roadshow and didnt distribute the cookie to me. THAT'S NOT FAIR. the cookie is basically half size of my face. and i didnt get it. arghhh

Virgin? of coz i still am. i'm waiting for that special moment to arrive ahahhaa. what i'm referring now is I AM A CLUB VIRGIN. i did post up a status in FB saying who wanna come with me to a jazz club. and my eldest sister responded. "kau nak kena penggal kepala ke?" tak sedar kau pun dulu galak nasib baek masuk skola teknik ahahhaa terus jadi ustazah.

yesssssssss i do have the groove and desire to shake up the dancefloor. give me beyonce or britney, even Inul, i can do it all. di kocok kocok, di kocok kocok cam haram. i have develope few groovy moves to establish my arrival in a club. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

issit gonna be the gorilla groovy shake? this is soo vintage and i loving it. menarik perhatian ahaha

or the HANDS-IN-THE-AIR tapi ketiak x cukur. (masyaAllah panjangnya kaki)

i have a friend from work who does clubbing occasionally yet alcohol and tobacco free. my prayers has been answered. i'm planning for Alexis Bistro and No Black Tie. anyone following.

to the new readers of the blorg: alhamdulillah and THANX BESAR BESAR for spending some quality time with me. wongga wongga!

mencapap itu perlu

have we ever gone out from the box to achieve something that we desire? something we want to acquire at that point of time itself or it has been a long life dream. cam haram je ayat. some always say that you need to sell yourself out there to get what you want. Sell? do i need to put up price tag on my neck? discount stickers will help to since malaysians are very thrifty wtf

dah dah back to the main idea people. have you ever play Guardian Angel before? or the other name will be Secret Santa. to whoever who ditch christmas, pity on you, i dont celebrate eitheir ahaha. it's just that american company always have some games to be played in the office.

how to play the game:

1. draw a lot. pick a name that you need to be a guardian angel for
2. you need to act as the acting secret santa. Offer anything. gifts, coffee bean, serunding wtf

the timespan for this game at my office is 11 days counted from last last friday. and as you know we have our own internal email that is used as the method of dissiminating info in the office. as yet again it's been used for the wrong purposes.

everytime any of my colleague received any goodies at their cubicle, email will be circulated to the whole department

• to my guardian angel thanks for the starbucks frappucino wtf wtf wtf
• to my secret santa thanks for the condoms you gave, it'll be put into good use haram jadah
• blah blah blah and soo many other emails were in the air whenever they receive something

the best part is,,,,

I RECEIVED NOTHING. NONE. NADA

i was sooo mad for having a very unconcern secret santa that is soo not commited to this game we are playing. will it be fair for the rest of the department got atleast something from their guardian and i got none?????????

these are the very emails that i circulated, targetted to all so that i can trigger something in the mind of that secret santa. my not so responding guardian. argghhhh

(first of all the mukadimah must be with a smiley photo ahahaha)

"Hi everyone,

this is ramadhan speaking.

since i'm a new hire i expect not to be left out from the hype of the 'secret santa'

to HE OR SHE whoever my guardian angel is,

please do not forget about my existence

p/s: only 3 days left counting from tomorrow : ) "

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after few hours....

another email from me to all:

YESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

gazillions of gratitude from me to that SECRET SANTA!

finally i know he/she existed!!

this will be part of my prayers to you:

1- hope that u'll enjoy the best health throughout ur life

2- hope that you will receive a promotion soon ahaha

3- ur bonus will be triple for this year so that more nasik lemak for me!!!!!!!!!

Thank you so much, Ramadhan

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now you notice what will happen? go out there sell yourself like a hooker ahaha. you'll get what u wanted.

p/s: the secret santa will reveal him/herself next monday. jaga. aku tuntut balek hadiah mahal2 ahahhahahaa.

Life as a working man

procrastination procrastination procrastionation

lets move forward and not to dwell on the past. ahahaha

alhamdulillah just started my job in a company in KL. Hoping to last as long as possible there. i'm just tired. sick and tired of changing jobs. just imagine within 3 weeks i did 3 kinda jobs in 3 seperate companies? being aggressive, yes. but i did lie alot throughout the process ahaha.

i basically have being struck by this idea to blorg this post after my hangout session with a friend. which happens to be 2 years younger. i'm ageing every second. lucky enough my dick is not. ahaha.

we went to the uber best giler babi art gathering, which is the ARTS FOR GRABS. venue: annexe central market of cozzer. it's like the best place to shop for underground artist products such as lefties books, painted tiles to home made mango chutney. haram jadah. as i approached this booth, which has been a favourite of mine, the sell cutesy painted tiles. from whatever design you name it they have it. and i was strong, i was strong to resist the urge to spend soo much i just left the booth, with the same amount of doe in the wallet. truly deserves a pat on my back. later on i proceed to the next hall, which is adjacent, with holes as doors. i saw people selling lots of publications, which is biased towards the lefties ( pembangkah for the dumbos), and i met this men, with arrays of cd's. i was like yeah whatever. he was like "this all are electronic music, highly underground and imported". i didnt give a shit to his promotion. thanks to my wicked mouth, this very words slipped through this thick lips : " do you have anything jazz?". and he recommended a few. and i bought one. my eyes was caught by this cd which has half naked men on the cover. but it was rm40. being thrifty i declined. i decided on the other. it was basically in a plastic like those pirated cd and the cover, and the cd is wrapped in a glossy paper. it was rm20. i cant believe i spent on it. rm2o. for a newly working man in kL, rm 20 means:

• parking for the whole week
• or fuel that sufficient to last for a week

and i just did, splurged on cd? which is unconvincingly cheap looking? what the hell. after meeting up with a friend that wassssssssss late ......... i decided to take my friend to the booth that sell those fancy painted tiles. i'm not sure whether it was a PMS or erection in my boxer, i expressed my thoughts to the booth owner about my guilty spending. rm 20 je. but i am right now as we speak the most thrifty KL-ite. to survive i need to resist from such temptations. and what that lady at the booth said is just highly accurate. can be an idiom or proverbs. word of wisdom i might say:

"do not plan not to spend, as u may find something attractive. always plan to spend, as u will be dissapointed"

WHY DIDN'T I? WHY DIDN'T I?????????????????

in the past i always whind why mama hardly grant my wish to buy expensive clothes. why spending extra ringgit for guilty pleasure will be such a huge guilt???? now as i started working, i got the real idea. thanks mama for opening it up for me. i just found an outlet store near my office. its the outlet store for World of Sports. i just bought a shirt from Salomon, a hiking brand for rm30, after 70% discount. i am the smartest shopper around. you can get Teva, mizuno and columbia fitness haram jadah tah that brand is for huge discount. except on shoes. a stingy of 20% discount at most. fuck them. well at least i know where to get cheap original adidas and nike and ipanema for my sisters. ahahahhahahahaha

after saying goodbye to my 2 years younger friend, i left the jelatek LRT Station and straight to my car. i parked at a nearly demolished flat and it was scary, the scene of empty apartment just not for the faint hearted. i might be sodomise by a stranger. when inside the car, start the engine and tested the rm20 cd. i received the greatest shock of my life. it was, it is still the scariest music i ever heard in my life. the instrumental music is highly suitable for stephen king on his next horror flick, or if you try to scare your hubby everytime he try to lurk out at midnite hours to fuck those hookers. i can assure you. with the dark surrounding of jalan enggang and the horrifying background tunes, i was literally looking left and right, rear mirror and sides. that's how my day was spent. longing to go clubbing, just found a friend who club it, who does it, minus the booze and carcinogen, which is cigarettes my friend. i gonna shake my arse!!! but not forgetting No Black Tie at jalan mesui. toodleloooo!

tomorrow is a working day. FUCK FUCK FUCK

p/s: that ah pek who sold me the cd said the tune was recorded in a church in german, the acoustic is out of this world. fuck him!