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Hello Borneo Post, Goodbye New Strait Time

Baru lepas balik kerja. Comot.

Nak dijadikan cerita, hari tu I nak beli roti. Ala, roti putih biasa yang kita makan tu macam roti gardenia ke high five ke dan sebagainya.

Me : Roti gardenia ada tak? (Sambil membelek roti putih yang dibalut dengan plastik putih biasa yang dibuat sendiri)

Tauke kedai : Haha. (Gelak mengejek) Gardenia sini mana ada!

Me : Roti lain macam high five ke, yang lain la, ada?

Tauke kedai : Sini semua roti macam tu takda. Ada roti macam ni ja. (Roti keluaran sendiri)

Me : Ooo. Mana maw beli ah itu roti gardenia?

Tauke kedai : Airport.

OMG! Haha. Nak tergelak. Tak tahulah dia perli ke hape.

Tapi saya sangat merindui roti gardenia..

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Hey Dorothy!

First of all, thanks to ariana, anis and mira for you comment. At least I know Im being remembered. Thank you for the comforting words. You guys rox! Love ya!

Since I came here I realised I didnt take even a single picture. Takde mood. Later lah I post pictures. (Gambar graduate pon malas nak upload, tapi tengoklah kalau rajin malam ni)

I went out with my friend Azza to house hunting. Sadly, the place is so undescribeable. I know its normal to look at house yang tak comfortable, but, since dah kat sini, my feeling exeggarate pulak. Duh.

In the mean while since we get our new place, we are staying in Tanahmas. It so stressful to think that we will only stay there for 2 weeks! After that all the comfiness of staying in hotel with good breakfast and bed will be gone! Waaa!! Crying out loud. :(

The work? Gosh! Its challenging. Really. You have to deal with the local there and how can you make a young exec listen to you while you're already more senior than her. Gosh. Enough with work stuff. Nanti kalau staff dekat sana baca, tak ke naya? (I wish they wont, I wont reveal them anything about me online)

I still feel I did not fit in here yet. Another thing yang I selalu dengar from people here is tempat ni selalu banjir. What? (With annoyed face)

And dekat sini makan susah nak cari. Majority people here is chinese and bumi, so lagi banyak la tempat makan non-halal compare to halal. Muslim here is normally melanau and a little bit of malay.

I selalu wish nak kerja dekat overseas. I guess this is it. "over-sea" Get me?

I still miss home.

I guess I will always be missing my home.

Its true when dorothy said that there is no place like home.

Home sweet home.

xxx

Reward

ATTENTION

Wanted the guy on the right. Please bring him here in Sibu. Because Im dying (literally) and I need him so badly.. :(

Listen to me please..

To tell the truth, I dah malas nak update blog. My mood kill everything. I feel so left out, alone and lonely.

Currently right now Im in Sibu. It's been only 3days but my heart and chest feel like I cant take it anymore.

Homesick like crazy. Like hell.

I miss my old life. I miss my family. I miss my friends. And mostly I miss my boyfie.

Prayer help me to become stronger, Alhamdullilah. But, everytime, I feel like there's a big hole inside my chest, bleeding and in pain.

Im out of tears but my heart insist to cry myself a river. (Haha)

I wonder where life going to take me after this. Life is ironic sometime. But Im the kind of person who strongly believe that everything happen for a reason.

The first time I went off from home is to Taiping where I continued y form 4 and 5 in MRSM Taiping. Im proud with my school and this is the place that really change my life. I met a group of great friends there and we're still like sisters and my classmates, the best sibling in the world. I think every person from MRSM Taiping have a bond, an intimacy that all of us can feel.

Then, to Changlun. Yeah, I did my matriculation here in KMK (Kolej Matrikulasi Kedah). I still remembered the first time I cried because I was like where the heck is changlun? Is it even exist in the Malaysia map? But, hey, that is one of the place I treasured. The food was damn good and CHEAP!

Move on to my uni days where I went to JB, I mean Skudai for UTM. This is the place where I grow to be better and never look back to underestimate myself or others. This is the place where I finally know what I want and what I want to become. I found my bestest friend here who happen to be my lover, my soulmate. I hope we'll continue our journey together after this, InsyaAllah.

Along the way of these journey, ofcourse I met a lot of people and friends and I think each of them leave a mark inside me, even the tiniest remark.

Im so melancholic. Boo!

I wish things will be better after this.

I wish.

Lots of love,
Primadona Klasik

You know I love you mama

Mama,

Thank you for comforting me with your wisdom words.

Thank you for believing in me and have faith in me.

Thank you for not giving up with me.

Thank you for being such a wise bestfriend.

Thank you for sharing your life's secret and protecting me.

Thank you for all your countless love.

Thanx mama, for being you.

Pause

I feel numb.

Pause.

Stop.

I know what will happen to you

Do you guys believe in fortune teller? I mean like palmist who do palm reading and tell you so and so?

Of course most of us will say they dont. But if you met a person who can read your palm and tell you about it, how do you feel?

And they tell you some good things you want to hear.

And they also tell you things that make you upset and worried about your future.

And some of the things they told is true about yourself.

Will it somehow affected and influence you?

This is what happen to me. But I shouldn't take it to heart and be serious about it. Urgh. I cried and feel sorry for myself. But I think it is like blessing in disguise. Why?

It's like a wake up call that I havent been a good servant of God lately. Astagfirullahalazim.. (forgive me god)

I should strongly believe that all things happen in this world is decide by The Almighty Allah. Prayers can change anything, everything with His will. He is the best decider.

My maid said something that make me feel a lot better after that. "Semua kejadian, Tuhan yang tentukan, bukannya tangan yang tentukan". She's a made a point there and she was right.

That is why my religion probhited to do such thing as tracing fate by the fortune teller.

A lesson learned.

p/s - I didn't purposely went to the palmist to read my hand, intsead, he's someone I know with that ability.