.no title one liao.

Things i dont like about living in KL:
- the traffic congestion
- the stupid road system
- the stupid signboards
- the toll gate girls who shoved the change at me without saying thank you.

if not for the shopping malls, i dont think i would drive anywhere. and i dont like paying tolls or taking public transportation on weekends because its packed. plus the smelly air caused by the smelly armpits is not good for my health.

i want to watch simpson, by the way.

eka: hey, mari kita pergi tengok simpson movie sometime ah.
me: mari lah. saya pon memang nak tengok simpson.
mereka kata movie itu bagus.
eka: ya la, jadi mesti kena tengok.
me: bila?
eka: mungkin lepas saturday date.
me: (sekarang saya tidak faham apa awak cakap. tapi tak mengapa, saya pura-pura faham) wahh ya ka? sekarang sudah ada date ah?
eka: i lala your ass baru tau.

so, yea this means i have to drive through the heavy traffic this saturday, find my way using the stupid signboards (because i dont have any sense of directions) and the toll gate girl will shove the change at me without saying thank you.

.i am ammar.

i am ammar. i was born on the 28th of July 2007. yea, i'm just 3 days old but i can write blog and upload photos of my self-portrait... how cool is that?

.fully loaded.

Blogging in the office, especially for a new worker like me is a big no no. But being sleepy like mad as its awfully boring and quiet in here, might as well i do something to occupy myself. Teehee. Bad ibah.

I'm officially bloated at the moment.

Had a superb lunch with my colleagues at the pantry; lovely ta pao from one of our fav stall which we called 'makcik tiga ringgit'. Nasi penuh, ayam masak sambal, some veggies, and lotsa lotsa tempe. And we had apam balik afterwards. And right now i'm munching some cookies. My goodness.

Yesterday, Daniel brought me to a superb luncheon with some of his clients at the OneWorld hotel. Rounds of nasi beryani, sushi, chinese soup (no wait, i skipped the soup round), brownies, cakes..man, i nearly throw up on the last round of dessert! But the marshmallow dipped with chocolate syrup were absolutely....uhmmmmmmmmm, yummy. Talking about perks of having a very very generous boss. He even offered to supply me with hot blokes. But i said "No, Daniel. No, thanks." Wonder if the word i-need-a-boyfriend was written all over my face.

Finally, had the chance to meet up with my girlfriends for dinner. (i miss them so so much!)Another round of fooooood. By the time we bid goodbyes, my tummy felt as if twas gonna burst. My pants was bloody tight. My tummy overhangs from my pants!

Despite tummy feeling quite upset, i managed to made my way and met him up afterwards. Spent the rest of the night sipping coffee and chats.

me: My tummy is super bloated right now. (Half whispering) Ohmygod...its really showing!
him: What bloated tummy? I dont see any bloated tummy there.
me: (Pointing to my tummy).
him: No, this (pointing to his tummy) is a bloated tummy.
me: No, this (pointing to my own tummy) is a bloated tummy.
him: No, this is.
me: No, this is.
him: Dont argue with me, this is a bloated tummy.

Okay, so we both have bloated tummy allright.

But yea, if i am to gain another five damn kilos i would still look like a skinny matchstick.

.cherry blossom.

Eventhough i'm pretty much convinced that time is the one luxury i dont have as of late, but still i managed to spare a little extra time to indulge myself over the weekend. Nothing grand, just a quiet time at home, catching up with my reading and napping all day.

Finished Mitch Albom- for one more day; in a go. The book had been sitting in my travelling bag inconspicuously for the past few months, waiting to be picked up. So i did. Just like tuesday with morrie, this one has a wisdom so subtle it charmed the pants off me. When i'm done, Mitchy dude made me shed a tear.

The other day while waiting for my dear friend to arrive for a meet-up; i explored MPH and found myself holding Pablo Neruda's. "How's the poems?" he later asked.

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees. "It's beautiful."

And so is my life right now. I see rainbows everywhere.

Birds chirping.

Flower's blossoming.

.made with love.

made with love. how sweet is that?


and somebody had too much cheese!

finally, i got the chance to go home a little bit early yesterday. (re: when there's still sunlight outside the office). had dinner at msread. twas lovely. great food, great jazz, great company. will definitely go again for the cupcakes!

.i got time?.

That indian guy on TV who keeps repeating the word 'i got time' in mantra should really tell me how he always has the time.

Work has been so crazy of late. The other night i found myself talking to an imaginary friend named Robyn while driving home from the office. 'Oh hello robyn! How's life? Shit, today's discussion was a long one for me. How's your cat? Still pooping on the bathroom floor?' I am aware of sounding a little bit nuts. I mean, I havent had a chance to meet anyone, not even my own nephews who lives with me. I just needed to talk and that Robyn dude happened to be around.

Seeing it in another point of view. Work is incredibly awesome. I felt alive, i felt wonderful having driving myself nuts around the office, driving here and there for meetings and just let myself drown in tons of ideas. I felt important. I felt....as if Ibah is back. The workaholicism is biting me in the head and i loved it! A week and i've learnt lots and lots of new things from my team: the soft-spoken Allan, Boyd and Daniel. Daniel, especially, has personally made me see life in a more positive outlook. I admired our non-work conversations. He inspires me to always see the glass as half full. My 'jack of all trades'.

There were, of course, extremely difficult days that i had to deal with; bosses, clients, long-hours work... but like my dearest azoe would say 'you'll live through it.' Even the strongest heart sometimes can fail. With work, i realized, comes a price to pay. My time to be with my family and friends. I hardly sees them but i am more than sure that they understand the condition i'm in and are very supportive.


:)

.not tonight.

Was on my way home from work and it was already quite late when i drove passed that area. I recoqnized it quickly where i was. And then it striked me, that dreadful feeling. I slowed down, think for a moment and decided to change lane. Parked my car at the empty car park, slipped on my jacket and got out. 'Just to remember the feeling, ib. It would be nice.' told myself silently. Took my own sweet time walking down the road and let the night's chill bit my skin. There's not many vehicles around, leaving just me and my mind wandering aimlessly.

Its all still very vague and familiar.

I passed the Maybank, waited for the light to turn red and the cars stopped, before crossing to the other side. I know for a fact that somehow my feet was giving me directions, not necessarily right or wrong, but it leads me to the path. There's a heavy sense of loneliness, yes, but i tried to ignore. I felt him walking along beside me, my mind was trying to play a trick. I walked and walked and walked till i saw the big old building stood coldly right in front of me. I smiled upon looking at it and said 'hello.'

I took a moment, closed my eyes and listen hard...so hard i cant hear anything else but the little voice inside my head. 'You pushed me away, my dear and away i go.' Tears that rolled down my cheek caught me by surprise. I knew, it had been a while since i last let myself buried in deep emotions as this.

When we go away for a long time, we often get a slight uncomfortable feeling of coming back. Truth is, if the place we are headed to is home, we are always welcomed nonetheless.

The old building in front of me is my little kingdom. I am the princess...and he is the prince. But not tonight.

Slowly i turned around, took a last glance and headed back to my car. I left the sad feeling behind. 'Not tonight, ib. You have an important meeting tomorrow.'

.see me transform.

Did i promise to update my blog? Hmm...i will, soon...soon. So keep on checking. But first...

...i wanna watch giant fighting robots from space.