confession
(This Entry was originally written as a note in Facebook at 3am Thursday, 29th May 2008)
yes. I'm confessing. although I am still in denial.
earlier, I was hanging out with Oya, and I told her.
Abby: Oya, I'm gonna ask you something. And you mesti sepak I punya.
Oya: Apa dia?
Abby: Am I fat?
OKay. She almost did, and I know if it was someone else, I would surely have a whack on the head from behind. But yes, Oya loves me (still in denial mode).
I have been pretty disciplined lately. Waking up pretty early in the morning. Doing my stretches, sit-ups and since yesterday that I have found my dumbbell, lifting weights for my biceps. Pretty pretty satisfied with myself.
And since I have started to work out consistently (yeah, call three mornings consistent la for a slacker like me), I have developed very little appetite during the day, I barely eat, like seriously.
Today started as I stated, consistently disciplined. Sit-ups. Weights. Muskeler Abby. yada yada yada.
Then. I started slacking. Went to Istana Budaya during lunch hour to get my PRTM tickets (yeay!!!!). Sis sent back to the office. Sis tempted me to .... what was it, skiving? (I would pretty much prefer skinny dipping to be honest). Very tempted. But I was always the nice one in school you know. When I mean school, I mean University school, not high school. I was always the first person who gets the classroom keys, the ones who "volunteered" to be class monitor, who actively ask questions during open floor discussions, yada yada yada (eyh, tak caya tanya Fozzy!). So I didn't "skiving" (this is a new word to be, I don't know the past tense for it). I went back to the office. I slacked some more. Yes. I did. Anyone from the office reads this? Okay, I know if you do Ron, its between us ok! *wink* But on my defense, the Sinot application went kaput starting from 5pm. I really wanted to work you know.
ANYWAYS, yes, again at a later time, tempting offer to hang out at a friend's office. This time, I said yes because its after working hours because I'm still a good employee. (please bear in mind that I'm still in denial mode).
I went. After work. To bonding bonding la kot. Haha. Thanks sis for pizza and hospitality (this one honest, sebab tak sempat cakap thanks sebab credit phone takde nak sms but thats just a lame excuse hence the confession as a title). I bitched. Again. When I shouldn't bitch anymore. On my defense, its my outlet. But who am I kidding? Someone said I'm funny. Yes. I am funny. I kid you not.
Got home at 10pm and then, yes, cuci kereta. No shit, ... wait, thats wrong. I cuci kereta because of the bloody bird shits all over my car! Yes, the cheapskate me who refuses to pay RM4 per day for a parking which holds a good 400metres from my office building, just being so genius to park my car under a big tree and voluntarily placed it as the shitting hole for those birds. Yes, I AM THAT SMART. Well, since I was in my working attire (still), I didn't pull of a Jessica Simpson act while washing the car, but managed to drenched myself wet. Literally wet. Although I do wish it was the other meaning of wet. But whatever.
So! Went into my room. Dried myself while reading "The Time Traveler's Wife". Yes, a bookworm who took a whole year to finish a guddam book. Well, on my defense, my first copy was left by the smart ass me, by the pillow in the room at Kampung Tok Senik Resort Langkawi last May (note, last May was in 2007, and note, I'm still in denial mode).
I dozed off for a good 5 minutes. Woke up. Yes, I cooked. Yes, Abby can cook. I made spaghetti bolognese. I can actually cook la. Tak caya tanya Yana, she lived with me of 1 1/2 years. I told everyone I can't because I don't like people having certain expectations on my cooking. Yes, its better to say you're stupid than having people judge your intelligence and rate it. (I'm still in denial, don't worry). Put on "27 Dresses" and ate the whole pot of spaghetti bolognese I made, at 1am. Yes. What dieting-working-out-healthy-living rule is that?
So there it is. My confession. Yes. Mine. I don't deny that I need to confess.
Wait, what was it that I'm confessing anyway?
Of the Record:-
Was upset to not had the means to go watch Melissa Indot's performance at No Black Tie. But had fun lepaking with sis. Woke up late. Got in the office late. Body aching from I don't know what. AM VERY VERY EXCITED TO WATCH P.RAMLEE THE MUSICAL SEASON 2 for its Opening Night tonight! And meeting a fellow hug-a-holic! Yeay! I love love love my friends. Yes, and my family as well! Yongie, don't get stoned in the Opium Farm in Chiang Mai! Loving life, everything and happy to know, it is better than .... hahahahaha .... I'm a Bitch Yo!
yes. I'm confessing. although I am still in denial.
earlier, I was hanging out with Oya, and I told her.
Abby: Oya, I'm gonna ask you something. And you mesti sepak I punya.
Oya: Apa dia?
Abby: Am I fat?
OKay. She almost did, and I know if it was someone else, I would surely have a whack on the head from behind. But yes, Oya loves me (still in denial mode).
I have been pretty disciplined lately. Waking up pretty early in the morning. Doing my stretches, sit-ups and since yesterday that I have found my dumbbell, lifting weights for my biceps. Pretty pretty satisfied with myself.
And since I have started to work out consistently (yeah, call three mornings consistent la for a slacker like me), I have developed very little appetite during the day, I barely eat, like seriously.
Today started as I stated, consistently disciplined. Sit-ups. Weights. Muskeler Abby. yada yada yada.
Then. I started slacking. Went to Istana Budaya during lunch hour to get my PRTM tickets (yeay!!!!). Sis sent back to the office. Sis tempted me to .... what was it, skiving? (I would pretty much prefer skinny dipping to be honest). Very tempted. But I was always the nice one in school you know. When I mean school, I mean University school, not high school. I was always the first person who gets the classroom keys, the ones who "volunteered" to be class monitor, who actively ask questions during open floor discussions, yada yada yada (eyh, tak caya tanya Fozzy!). So I didn't "skiving" (this is a new word to be, I don't know the past tense for it). I went back to the office. I slacked some more. Yes. I did. Anyone from the office reads this? Okay, I know if you do Ron, its between us ok! *wink* But on my defense, the Sinot application went kaput starting from 5pm. I really wanted to work you know.
ANYWAYS, yes, again at a later time, tempting offer to hang out at a friend's office. This time, I said yes because its after working hours because I'm still a good employee. (please bear in mind that I'm still in denial mode).
I went. After work. To bonding bonding la kot. Haha. Thanks sis for pizza and hospitality (this one honest, sebab tak sempat cakap thanks sebab credit phone takde nak sms but thats just a lame excuse hence the confession as a title). I bitched. Again. When I shouldn't bitch anymore. On my defense, its my outlet. But who am I kidding? Someone said I'm funny. Yes. I am funny. I kid you not.
Got home at 10pm and then, yes, cuci kereta. No shit, ... wait, thats wrong. I cuci kereta because of the bloody bird shits all over my car! Yes, the cheapskate me who refuses to pay RM4 per day for a parking which holds a good 400metres from my office building, just being so genius to park my car under a big tree and voluntarily placed it as the shitting hole for those birds. Yes, I AM THAT SMART. Well, since I was in my working attire (still), I didn't pull of a Jessica Simpson act while washing the car, but managed to drenched myself wet. Literally wet. Although I do wish it was the other meaning of wet. But whatever.
So! Went into my room. Dried myself while reading "The Time Traveler's Wife". Yes, a bookworm who took a whole year to finish a guddam book. Well, on my defense, my first copy was left by the smart ass me, by the pillow in the room at Kampung Tok Senik Resort Langkawi last May (note, last May was in 2007, and note, I'm still in denial mode).
I dozed off for a good 5 minutes. Woke up. Yes, I cooked. Yes, Abby can cook. I made spaghetti bolognese. I can actually cook la. Tak caya tanya Yana, she lived with me of 1 1/2 years. I told everyone I can't because I don't like people having certain expectations on my cooking. Yes, its better to say you're stupid than having people judge your intelligence and rate it. (I'm still in denial, don't worry). Put on "27 Dresses" and ate the whole pot of spaghetti bolognese I made, at 1am. Yes. What dieting-working-out-health
So there it is. My confession. Yes. Mine. I don't deny that I need to confess.
Wait, what was it that I'm confessing anyway?
Of the Record:-
Was upset to not had the means to go watch Melissa Indot's performance at No Black Tie. But had fun lepaking with sis. Woke up late. Got in the office late. Body aching from I don't know what. AM VERY VERY EXCITED TO WATCH P.RAMLEE THE MUSICAL SEASON 2 for its Opening Night tonight! And meeting a fellow hug-a-holic! Yeay! I love love love my friends. Yes, and my family as well! Yongie, don't get stoned in the Opium Farm in Chiang Mai! Loving life, everything and happy to know, it is better than .... hahahahaha .... I'm a Bitch Yo!

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