payah jua kan kurus ani..sanang lagi bangun tidur kan keraja, on a MONDAY.

urgh. totes hating the fact that i’m back to square one. i’m always back to square one and i don’t even know what the heck a square one is. but i know that it refers to starting bloody facking all over again, all the time, all day every day, all year..all my life.

aku awal ani di china.

my first time di china. awal ani jua aku makan toble-tze. atau nama sebenar, toblerone. atau nama umum, coklet. pasal apa ia toble-tze. pasal ia di cina. tapi sebenarnya, inda, namanya masih jua TOBLERONE (of Switzerland).. tp pasalnya aku kan becali, ku cinakan lah jua, jadi toble-tze.

i am procrastinating from work. sometimes i feel like i’m back in uni again. trying to find new ways to procrastinate. after today’s meeting, i’ve slept. i’ve gone to the gym. i’ve spent a good amount of time on the youtube-less and facebook-less internet , ive had my dose of toble-tze and now i find myself with nothing else to do but to start on my long ass report on how to make the world a better place.

xoxo-tze.

ok..maybe not yet.

aku mau lawa. mcm #bclsinclair hahahaha bcl sinclair tia lagi. thats bunga cinta lestari for those who are unacquainted with Indonesia’s celebrity scene. she’s looking so good these days, better than she did before. i honestly think, that women, like men do and can get more beautiful with age. bukan laki2 saja yang mikin tua mikin handsome. ive seen plenty of women who are hotter now than they ever did their whole lives – even after marriage and a handful of babies.

ok.

thats all.

bye.

at changi.

bored to death.

ive been here since 3pm. flight home isn’t until 9. it is now 7. ive just about stalked every single kardashian (and friends) on instagram. bought just about every food magazine i could find at the book store and i’ve said hello to giant goldfish.

now i am going to blog and i plan an angry changi selfie afterwards before starting on the $200 worth of books and magazines i just bought out of freaking boredom. i hate being stuck at airports for long periods of time. exsp Changi. one time, i flew out of here with a pair of $500 dollar-shades that i’ve never once worn in the sun. then again, if you have to be stuck at an airport for long periods of time, changi would be the place to be. i cannot imagine getting stuck for hours at the airport in Bandung. id probably fly home with a bag-full of keropok belinjau and dodol. well. if you think about it that way… it won’t be so bad kali hahaa exsp on your wallet.

big sigh.

im sleep deprived. thank god im going home to a Sunday at least i can sleep all day tomorrow. unless my ZZ-quil induced sleep fails me. then i would have to spend the day contemplating about my life on a Monday. i think it’s time for that 2 day weekend that i keep on talking about. #brunei. hear me out.

sleepy.

so sleeepy.

sleeeepy.

im currently at the laptop station. laptop charging. phone charging. i think i might just tidur until it’s time to board the plane.

ill see you in a couple of hours brunei.

it sucks the life out of me just to keep up with these relationships.

its fucking tiring.

time passes, people change. jangantah people, Sapit lagi krg ani warna warna usulnya. sudahtah warna warna, dalamnya ada lagi Nutella! isuk2 apa kah lagi ada dalam sapit.. sapit dalam sapit dalam sapit dalam sapit ada nutella kali! nice jua tu ah. sapit inception.

it has been a great month so far. so great that i’m enjoying a bag of honey-coated belinjau as i type. ive lost some of my holiday weight but it is nowhere nowhere near ideal. which made me stop and think.. that perhaps.. i am sebenarnya at my happy weight? this is my happy weight? and that i am feeling more content than i have in the last few years. i am at my happiest. yes!!! it must be happiness. could it be happiness?

u know what..it ishappiness until i put on my every day clothes.

sampit semua. kalau ku pakai baju mcm kan carik kali baju ani. carik carik baju macam tarzan.

tarzan kampung serusop…ok sambung lagi makan sapit.

hahaha.

oh sapit.

y u so good?

Seminggu sudah selamat tahun baru ani. inda lagi lama selamat tahun baru cina. ada ariatu ke tebaca di whatsapp, org atu ckp ‘selamat tahun baru hijrah’. kali orang atu selama ani tidur. pasalnya i think what she meant was selamat tahun baru ‘masehi’. its ok tu. baik jua bukan selamat tahun baru KRISMAS.

teruskan tidur untuk negara (pasal si Ka Jah ani andang kebilangan bekuruh di opis lol lol)

in anycase, i enjoyed my new york holiday. so much, that my sis dared me to change my IG display name to NY-SITI cause i simply will not stop talking about it.

and now here i am, from being in the center of the universe straight back to the center of a headache. vorenx. suffering from post-holiday blues.

anyway.

kizz me homie.

Watching nonsense on tv. Currently somewhere near Jakarta.Been here four days and i can’t wait to aBANDUNG ship. i miss home. i miss my cat. i miss my bed. i miss my blue bruneian sky , clean air and quiet roads.

things you take for granted.

anyway. back to what i’m watching.

ntah pokoknya (jangan pokok kelapa) ive been watching nonsense since waking up from my anti-histamine slumber. All the local channels are airing shows recorded in front of live audiences.. and all of them seem to bear the same nonsense concept;

1. live bands playing loud dangdut music
2. random stage acts.. and;
3. loud screeching laughter from at least ONE female presenter and ONE person from the audience.

and from channel to channel, i notice that all of the audiences seem to be having a good time. must be the dangdut. dangdut is truly the music of this country. and i love it. there’s just something about it that can make even the truest tired of them all move with the music.

haha. this is sometimes 10x better than watching the shit on bbc or cnn. sometimes ignorance is bliss. you just need to give your mind a break.

in any case.. lookie at what i found.

an inspiring story of a pengamen boy. yang dulunya ia di buang, sekarang ia di sayang.

haha.

kiss me.

My cat is fast asleep on the edge of the bed. He doesn’t usually sleep on my bed cause his thick fur makes him panas! so he usually ends up spending the night on the cool adjoining bathroom floor. I refuse to switch on the air-con just to please a cat (but i would do all sorts of other things).

So how did he ended up on the edge of my bed? hehe..it must’ve caused by the suitcases that i pulled out from the corner of my room to prep for my flight out tmrw. This usually tells Pepinot that he won’t be seeing his Kaka Siti for a while. He probably have sensed it much much much earlier cause he has been following me around the house all week.

After years of begging and pleading my mom for ONE (my sis cried).. we finally scored ourselves CATS. hehe. As it turned out, Molly sealed a deal with one of her friends to adopt a kampung+persian hybrid named Bane. Whilst i got myself a maine coon+persian that i named Pepinot, after a male kiddy character from the french movie Les Choristes. Oui!

I’ve also labeled Pepinot as MY BEST BUY OF 2012.

kan mcm si pepi kan usulnya? kiuttttt.

We’re still trying to navigate our way through mother-cat-hood.

We changed the cats’ food the moment we found out that MEOW MIX is the same as KFC to humans. Bane is a cold-hearted kampong cat so he’s abit stronger than my Pepinot who has been been getting ‘the runs’ from the sudden diet change.

He’s been pooping so much that he’s earned the title “POOP-INOT BEST BUY OF 2012, BIGGEST SHIT STIRRER OF 2013”. dont get me wrong though, i still love him but it sucks having to clean after him ESPECIALLY when you’re already late for work. It’s not like “Kucing ku sakit parut” could be used as a credible excuse for tardiness kan?

Seems like Bane on the other hand, has a stronger immune system. but im not going to go there. Bane’s also a little shit in his own right. he refuses to be carried. he doesn’t like to be carried. he hates being carried. i mean, what sort of cat does that???????? he also doesn’t answer when he’s being called , has the tendency to “disappear” for a whole day..and will only send back the bottle cap when he’s bored to death.

If there’s anything that Bane loves, he loves playing with bottle caps. To the point that we’ve resorted to playing catch using them. The thing is, he only started sending the cap back to the thrower when Pepinot was admitted to the Vet. For a week, we threw bottle caps around the house to keep Bane entertained. each time we threw it at him, he’d come back with the bottle cap tightly secured in between his teeth. but it was GAME OVER the moment Pepinot came home, he stopped sending the bottle caps back and would only stare at it like it was some cheap caviar.

sigh.

i didn’t know i could write a whole post on cats.

……i think i shud go to sleep now. cause i know the only one who would appreciate this story would be Lisa. kekekeke.

kiss me.

I thought i had a list of things to blog about, turns out it was mostly work related stuff that i have since churned out in to reports. hahahaha. How can?

This hotel i’m currently staying in serves up a good cup of latte. It is also in good timing that Ms Flow decided to come to town. By town, i mean Manila and by good timing, because it’s puasa .. which means i get to have guilt-free coffee for the whole duration of the meetings. i need my coffee and someone up there is at least being sympathetic about it 🙂

in any case. i have not been home since the start of puasa, and im terribly homesick. 3 more days. i cannot wait.

Selamat berpuasa guys dan Selamat bersungkai.

Blogging aint dead. Says Flipboard.

macam Pang (punk) not dead.

I’m in love with the Flipboard app on the iphone. but what makes it suck is the internet connection. But i’m not going to go there. Internet connection in Brunei sucks. but that’s old news. you can read all about it in my previous posts. i think ive bad-mouthed espeed enough in this life time that im certain that i will be turned in to a espeed router in the next life.

anyway, i’m in the midst of creating a wishlist on Amazon for my birthday. i’ll be sharing the link in a while and i encourage you to click on it if you’re feeling generous. It’s useful resource for those who are perhaps thinking of getting me something..but don’t know where to start..well. look no further.

http://amzn.com/w/37GKRUTXJ8UU3

all i want for my birthday are cake stands and cookbooks. although… if you’re feeling generous…and you’re thinking of getting me something……..