Trust Me, Its Really Funny.

It'd make more sense if you worked at the same place as I do, trust me.
And by the way, Azuin is my Store Manager. We HATE her.

This I Promise You.

Come on.

We both know that I'm old enough to

understand what's happening before my eyes.

There's no need to pretend that things are okay,

when it really is not.

In case you haven't notice, I've been through the scenario before

and look at me today, I still am breathing. Aren't I?

So don't bother hiding those tears.

Because a daughter always know.

I promise we're gonna make it through this.

I'll be fine, you'll be fine. We will all be just fine.

I promise you.

Dont worry now.

I won't judge you, mom.

صديقي

ten years; and still counting.
xoxoxo

Anak Dara Tak Senonoh

So it's been 2 weeks now.

I kinda get used to it.

Y know,

--mencarut bila jam dah masuk pukul 10 pm,
--tergopoh-gapah cari baju yg memang tak tahu tempat letaknya,
--drive ke tempat kerja,
--menghitung setiap saat bagi 8 jam berikutnya,
--berbagai-bagai jenis aktiviti inappropriate yg dilakukan seperti:

tidur di bilik belakang tanpa rasa bersalah,
lepak di luar kedai selama 2-3 jam,
melepet di atas meja pos dan pura-pura tak sedar customer masuk,
minum Big Gulp's macam kedai tu kepunyaan bapa sendiri,
pasang mp3 kuat kuat walaupun customer tarik muka,
duduk dan kadangkala baring di lantai mengikut keselesaan,
menyalahguna batang mop sebagai microphone,
menggunakan telefon pejabat utk call kawan-kawan,
buka pintu peti sejuk dan tidur disebelahnya.

--mula aktif bila jam menunjukkan 6.59 am,
--tunggu sampai Shafiq datang baru pulang (walaupun terpaksa tunggu extra 30 mins),
--another 20 mins of driving,
--mandi cepat cepat sebab lapar,
--makan cepat cepat sebab mengantuk,
--baring sambil online sebab sakit belakang and then terlelap,
--sedar-sedar je dah Maghrib,
--lepas bangun mandi lagi,
--tengok Adamaya lepastu Diari AF,
--membazir waktu sampai 9.30 pm,
--mencarut lagi bila jam dah menunjukkan pukul 10 pm
--and repeat the whole process over and over again.

Tak senonoh bukan? I know.

Sekarang anak dara tak senonoh ni nak pergi tido.

Pukul 2.30 nanti ada lunchdate dgn ibu.

Rawr.

Euphoria #1

The definition of perfection-- the voice, the look, the attitude.
Yeah maybe someday, J.Casablancas. You ain't wasting no more time.

Grrrr

Nota Tak-Puas-Hati #2

Hai, hari ni ai nak komplen lagi.
Ai baru balik kerja pukul 7pagi tadi.
Satu malam ai protes. Ehsan (member satu shift) pun protes.
Kami sama2 protes sampai patah mop ai kerjakan. *Maaf ye Cik Store Manager. yang ini, betul tak sengaja*
Hari ni pulak ai kena kerja 12 jam.
7pm sampai 7am. SERONOKNYA!
Sekarang dah nak masuk pukul 11am,i masih belum tido.
Bukan nak mengada-ngada tapi,nak tido pun ai dah tak lalu.
Macam mana?

Nota Tak-Puas-Hati #1

First of all, ai bukan nocturnal.
Ai suka tido. Tanya lah mana2 kawan ai. Depa tau kot.
Bukan apa, ai enjoy a good rest at night.
Ai nak perasaan pergi bekerja dgn hati berbunga-bunga,
bukan berbakul bakul kata makian.
Its no fun working from 11pm to 7 am tau dak?
Once in a while,ai boleh consider lagi lah.
Tapi kalau dah tiap2 malam for the whole month? Mau tak kusut.
Dah lah ai sorang je perempuan. Come on lah.
Ai rasa macam hak kemanusiaan ai dicabul.
Cik Store Manager, boleh tak yu kasi ai kerja waktu biasa2?
Yu simpan jela allowance kerja malam tu, ai tak kebulur pun.
Ai just need a damn sleep at 2 in the morn' , for god's sake.