A research done recently shows that the lifespan of Msian women on average is about 74 years old if i'm not mistaken. At 34, i am nearly halfway through...when i was in my 20s i selalu dok terfikir anyone beyond 30 is so old mah! I like nothing better than to reminisce about the past with friends.
1 year ago
I was heavily pregant with little D..in fact dah macam nak meletup. I think i was my happiest when i was preganant with her even though with all the scare about her hydroceph because Mr Gig was the most attentive during this time. Tak sangka yg laki aku ni ada sepicing sensitivity in him. The sweetest moment was when at one time we were at the pasar tani selecting fruits and he actually inquired the seller whether the fruit we intended to buy boleh cause angin kat pompuan boyot sebelah dia. How sweet! Masa tu cakapla nak makan apa..mesti dapat punya..but he should thank his lucky stars that i tak le mengidam pelanduk beranak sulung or telur ikan tembakul ke...paling kuat pun was candy floss..at other times i was quite happy with doughnuts and pizza. Nak urut pun boleh je summon bila2 masa..sekarang nit i rasa kalau my urat simpul 8 pun tak sure lagi Mr Gig would unknot me readily.
5 years ago
It's the year i got married to Mr Gig. Tak sangka you! I thought i never would after i broke up with my chenta agung and became a serial dater (nasib baik bukan rapist) for sometime. In fact i had known MG from two years before but i was still doing my masters in the UK and he was here in Msia bergigoloan dgn pompuan lain (when later i found out, the two girls he was romantically linked with before were my ex-schoolmate and org sekampung and the other one was my cousin..ces! ). MG was a challenged to me...i have never met anyone so....duh! So infuriating! We communicate through email and of course his was few and far between. He was taking so long to commit..kalo bebudak sekolah panggil 'declare'..ni takde declare2..i was going to give up on him..nasib baik rupa cute, kalo tak dah lama i blah...i think i sort of threatened him into making a commitment. I told him i was going back to the UK to work. the response i got from him then was so mengejutkan the badak in me...he said'oo..senang le u. Bila you bosan sana, you balik sini, bila bosan sini, you balik sini,'' Eeeiii! tak larat mendengar bebelannya..i was hoping something like ,'don't go. Stay..' or 'you got me at hello..'ceh! Berangan la! Thank god, the proposal came through the post two weeks later..kalau tak dah calo ku balik ke UK.
10 years ago
I had just graduated from my 1st degree, masa ni kerja dgn institusi org sakit kat sana. Masa ni khusyuk bercinta dgn chenta agung..tapi si CA ku dah balik ke Msia. Di masa i dibuai mimpi2 indah menghitung hari ke satu masa di mana kan ku bertemu semula bersama chenta agung ku, di samping menkayakan British telecom dan Mercury (masa tu takde lagi jenis2 phonecard cam sekarang), dan membeli belah barang hantaran, chenta agung ku ghope2nya berfoya2 di Msia mengalahkan buaya darat yg baru mencecah puberty. His answer was, ' i'm not so sure about us...'. Wei! Cakap sebelum i melabur beratus ratus pound sterling boleh tak??
15 years ago
I was just starting my degree course....so glad to leave the Sixth form because that summer baru kena dump dgn boipren mat saleh ku yg bermata hijau ada tompok2 hazel (i still go weak in my knees bila teringatkan mata mamat ni). Parah gak la..ye la..cinta (monyet) pertama..the thing was, he was my friend first, then we became romantically involved, bila dah break, what i missed was his friendship. I kan gadis melayu yg masa tu masih penuh dgn ciri2 ketimuran (ah ah..lepas tu hancus!!)..so bila dah kena dump i pun bawakla hati yg lara ni..depa mat saleh ni ingat , ok, semalam aku dump ko, esok kita kawan balik cam dulu. Piraa mabuk!
Then, i thought masa uni i nak study habis2an..taknak berfoya2 ngan jantan lagi. Iyela tu..gatal tu tetap ada...
20 years ago
Sat for SRP and with results yg semuanya tiang (bangga! Gua boleh tahan jugak pandainya masa tu...! But masa tu je la), i was offered a place at this all-girls boarding school. My father yg terkinja2 nak sangat i pergi situ, harapkan anaknya ni jadi 'lady'lah kononnya. Shit! I really hated that place. I couldn't stand those stand-offish girls yg perasan bagus tapi sebenarnya no substance at all! You either have to be pretty, royalty or anak dato/tan sri..if not you're nobody. Get real! I became quite fat when i was there...my love-hate relationship with doughnuts began at that time...petang2 bila org pergi prep and then sports, i dok terbongkang kat dorm, still in my uniform sampai maghrib..bila org stay up to study i would brave the 'hantus' and masuk tido sorang2 kat dorm...agaknya hantu kat situ pun tak koser nak mengacau minah weird sekor ni..
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