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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

















my weekends was great! i loved how i spent it every single one of them.

i wanted to spend my sunday with ayis or some of the dolls but i reckon they might have plans. each and every one of them. so i went out with the single ladies instead. meeting up zayne, dilla and tamara at airport to send off yahn for his trip to bali, having our tea-time over at the cafe and roam around airport until yahn is ready to check-in. after which we went to singapore expo. the main purpose is to check out the lovely mak ayam, ziana zain, and also to browse through the pameran pengantin. which is so obvious that anyone can tell the ambience is competitive. saw fadel there as a model pengantin. the ladies openly flirt with the other male models which was hilarious because some respond while others gawk embarassingly.

then after watching ziana zain, which was totally awesome. great vocals(as usual) and gorgeous face and body. who would imagine she's a mother of 4?! we went to simpang bedok for late dinner. packed to the max. washing eye while filling our stomach. lol. typical. soon, tamara and i, went to raffles place to meet the other clans. the 'makcik rewangs/tarians'. crazy bunch i tell you. sitting and chatting and laughing for almost 5hrs straight none stop. i had cramps. laughed until im out of breath. almost vomit. lol. how bad was that. rizcarl,rizal,mimi,khai,sudirman,apit and farihana are effing nuts. topics from percy jackson to leena salim to hantu UOB. lol. going home was a hassle, apparently no taxi want to hire us a ride. until we walk all the way to esplanade to get a cab. it sure is one night i can't forget.

monday was super nice. we had a family outing to east coast. wawak was nice to nicely pack each one of us mee goreng and mum bought some pastries along. reached there around 5pm to avoid the hot sun but we can't avoid the crowd. which sets me thinking doesn't these chinese celebrate their CNY? we got a lovely spot. and the weather was beautiful. sat, talk, played games, eat ice-cream, smoke and beach walk in the evening was awesome and relaxing. went off at 1030 because abang needs to go to work and izi is working the next morning at 6am.

today, i spent my whole day at home. cleaning, cooking and napping. to which i realise i'm in such a need of sleep. lol. it was a day well spent at home. had body scrubs, facials and head massage. those blissful moments which i need.

in a few hours time, i need to go to work. haiz. don't you just wish that these kinda moments lasts? but reality bites. time waits for none.

hitting the sack

toodles
izhan shah
p.s: guess i'm exactly what you say i'm not.


Queen` @* 2:58 AM
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Tuesday, February 09, 2010














When I first met you, you told me exactly how it would be. You had a lady and couldn't spend all your time with me. I only wanted to kick it so i said "Boo you can keep her, as long as you satisfy me."

But as the weeks went by, I started feeling strange. Something was deep in my heart, something I can't explain. I think I'm falling in love with you boy. I'm needing you so much. I'm crying just 2 feel your touch. I gotta leave you.

I didn't want a man. I didn't want to fall in love. I didn't care about your girl. I didn't care how we would end up but that was then, this is now. I think I'm experiencing love. I don't want to wreck up your home. That's why I'm convinced that I gotta go.

Every time she calls you expect me to disappear like we never met. At first i didn't mind but now I sometimes feel like your all mine. You told me that it was all about me but I told you It's not about me if your still with her. Now I realized that I gotta move on. It might be hard but I gotta move on. 

toodles
Izhan Shah
p.s: i'm missing you badly. i need someone to talk to. please hear me out. :_(


Queen` @* 1:58 AM
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Thursday, February 04, 2010


























feeling all stressed out everytime (ok not everytime lah but most) whenever i step in/step out from work. it's not about the sales(well some of it), customers(like what customers...?) or the brands. but most importantly it's about your seniors. yes! the boss and supervisors. such a pain in the ass that i could literally rip the hair out of them violently.

how about your supervisor is feeling so inferior and insecure about your presence at work. just because i have more experience being in the beauty line(esp in luxury brand) compared to her, that doesn't make me any better(maybe at some situations...yes). i'm in a new company, getting to know new brands, so that makes me a newbie. she practically have an issue on anything i do. like me speaking good english(like duh! im sporean and you are malaysian...no offence), the way i interact with the customers professionally, the way i do make-up and the way i do eyebrows. heck! even the style i do housekeeping is creeping her. i can't help it that i like my workplace to be sparkling clean. and hello...flashback...would you buy a luxury item when the display/testers are freaking dusty/messy/dirty? i know for sure i won't eventhough if i'm in need of it.

then there's my boss aka manager who's a 60+ year old hag(whose not even sure about her real age...sounds familiar? LOL) who always stress us on sales, practically calling every hour to check on it, forcing us to force people to buy skincare where the price is too pricey for the volume(think 5ml eye gel fot $85) and pushed people to put on super thick make-up(not for me lah but stress you know looking at your colleague in DRAG). BUT, that is not the worst. the worst part is your boss is hardcore christian. the store will play church music 24/7. she keep bragging about the way of life of jesus knowing the fact that none of us are christian(how ironic). and at some point, make us pray to jesus. which that part pisses the shit out of me! luckily i'm strong enough not to do it, so she screamed at me and say..."you're a pain in the ass. you go to one corner and pray to the lord coz there's a devil in you. pray to him for forgiveness!" like hello, am i a make-up artist or am i a churchboy?!

well...typing about it makes my blood boil. ugh!

anw, dear ifah, it's not that im mad/blind/crazy or what have you. but i just thought that it will be nice if such thing happen again. well, maybe i think/ask too much. maybe i hope too much. but oh well, what's love got to do with it?

btw the experience is nice. i was actually worrying something bad to happen but i think too much(again). it was worth it. whole 5 hours spent. loved every minute of it. hope it can happen again. *woots*

something just tickles my intuition. out of the blue you just change. did i miss something? did i do something you don't like? you always have something in your mind but somehow you never want to tell me. if it's too much of a secret, i respect your decision but if it's something about me, please do tell. it's the least i can do to avoid such partition between me and you. one moment you and me can be laughing and talking, next moment you are all out cold and introvert to me. i just don't understand. at first i thought that you are doing through too much in a day or you had a rough morning but then it's still the same whenever we meet. even the latest meet, you are all smiley but tired, there's something that is bothering you. i'm not sure if it's about your status, your occupation, your family or something about me. i really hope one day you open up your heart and tell me. be it rude/sad/painful/straightforward. i rather take the poison and swallow rather than have to experience a cold, slow death treatment. you know that i somehow can feel/sense when something is not right. and definitely something is not right about you. that's why i always stress upon meeting you and only you. so we can talk/discuss/exchange our thoughts/agreement/likings/emotions towards what we have been building for the past few years. i know you know that i'm talking about you. it's just either you refuse to acknowledge it or it takes time for you to let it out. and i know you are not the type who forget things/topics, you only say that because you can't think of anyway to manipulate and change the story or you don't want me to know/get involve with. but i sure to pray to God that you tell me and don't salvage anything that we have.

toodles
Izhan Shah
p.s:Will you promise me just one thing?
      No matter what you're gonna stay...


Queen` @* 2:21 AM
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