I asked the cleaners here at the hotel what they get paid every month and they told me that they only receive about 50-80 USD. $80 bucks for hard work isn’t much. that’s not even equivalent to what maids get in Brunei. She then told me that she had to fork out USD$200 every 3 months to pay for her daughter’s education..that only leaves her USD$40 to spend on life’s necessities :S

80 bucks man.

80.

eight jiro.

if i only had 20 dollars to spend every month..i’ll probably only get to eat KFC on my birthday.

hence why i don’t see fat people crowding the streets here. i’m probably the fattest one here.

…

arghhhhhh im up early. i tot id be able to take advantage of the fact that Cambodia’s an hour behind from Brunei time. I was gonna sleep in. but no. these eyes opened at 6:30AM. on.the.dot. blah. I think i’ll catch up with my reading.

oh. did you know that the name SiemReap ( the city where ANgkor Wat is) actually means ‘The Thais Lost?’ . hhahaha. awesome kan? baik jua inda Siem Reap S.I.

“The Thais Lost, Suck It!”

ok bye.

It’s one of those Mondays when your alarm didn’t go off sending you scrambling out the front door. The traffic on the way to the office didn’t help either. WTF are they thinking constructing roads at this hour. This is what i don’t GET about the country. WHY? malam nada kah? weekend nada kah? nda kamu kan tebayar org org kamu ani over time kah? biar tia seluruh brunei ani JAM kah? i seriously dont get it. on a MONDAY lagi tu.

anyway, got to work and for some reason the computer kept on rejecting my password to log on.

STUPID CAPS LOCK. WHY R U EVEN THERE???/

like seriously..what’s a caps lock for?

shift+desiredkeyuwanttomakecapital is the way to go.

or..shift+ f.off.

btw, jangantah di ikut ni,. aku inda puasa 😛
urgh. kusut ku.

Ria’s interpretation of Dewa’s Cinta Kan Membawamu Kembali.

i love it. just when you thought a song couldn’t be even more beautiful.

ive attached the lyrics. just incase anyone feels like singing along 🙂

Cintakan Membawamu Kembali Dewa Lyrics

Tiba saat mengerti
Jerit suara hati
Yang letih meski mencoba
Melabuhkan rasa yang ada

Mohon tinggal sejenak
Lupakanlah waktu
Temani air mataku, Teteskan lara
Merajut asa, Menjalin mimpi
Endapkan sepi – sepi

Reff :
Cinta’kan membawamu…
Kembali disini, Menuai rindu
Membasuh perih
Bawa serta dirimu…
Dirimu yang dulu
Mencintaiku apa adanya…

Saat dusta mengalir
Jujurkanlah hati
Genangkan bathin jiwamu
Genangkan cinta
Seperti dulu Saat bersama
Tak ada keraguan…
Back to Reff :

‘Back to reff’ ah jangan lupa. lol. the way she plays it just triggers all sorts of emotions..

macam… lapar.. dan dahaga..

hehe…….

DOT DOT DOT berabis.

i dont know why but i felt the urge to blog again. why am i spending this precious time blogging? when i should be downing at least 5 bottles of mineral water before Sahur. I’ve only had a bottle today. gAH.

coffee is coffee.
peanut butter is peanut butter.
members is members.
zek is famous.

pasal kedia banyak puasa org pacah hari ani. yes?

i am tired.

give me 5.

#1. If your office is freezing cold, bring a jacket. this way you won’t feel like falling asleep every fifteen minutes.

#2.. i cant think. because i am falling asleep.

bye.

there’s just something about running that makes you feel almost invincible. i havent been feeling invincible for almost a month now. i have been running. but not as often as i used to. The heavy rains (which seem to have now subsided) may perhaps me one of the culprits.. oh and also a certain something called laziness. I am fast approaching the danger zone. if i keep this up..all the work that i’ve put in in the last 10 months would go to a waste. rubbish u know rubbish? go inside the rubbish u knoh? waste baskets u knoh?

eh u knoh. i tink tommorrow i better make it a point to go to the gym. tapi i tink aku boring sudah ke gym atu. tapi kan belusir diluar.. panas kali ah. mcm cacing kepanasan yang berpuasa…saja. hahaha if there is such a thing. lol. or MCKYB. for shortform. boring wah gym atu banyak members yang pit pit. huhu pit pit.

bagus eh. time abis ujan. start tia puasa.

kali i should terawikh mcm berabis kali.. siap pakai heart monitor. hahahaha. kalau balum sampai 168.. laju laju lagi. sampai pingsan.

anyway,

it was so good to wake up at 12pm tadi. i love long weekends. wish i kud sleep in tommorrow. but i baker’s got to do what a baker’s got to do..: boss around their maids at 6am.

kiss me.

GAH. i have a headache. and i have yet to bake 40 trays of brownies.. another 10 trays of white chocolate blondies and a hundred something of portuguese egg tarts for tommorrow. Oh Ramadan how i’ve missed you!

this is The Cakery’s second year of production. I’m not sure if the business has grown but i know my menu has. Last year, around this time i only had about 4-5 types of Brownies for Sale..now i have.. THIRTEEN-ish. haha. who would’ve thunk that i was a baker???? 4 years ago i would’ve had a heart attack hearing the words BAKE & CAKE used in the same sentence. I should really start keeping a record of my business data. but where’s the fun in that? i started this business out of the love of chocolate, the shocking fact that i could bake and my love for bags, shoes and chunky jewelery 🙂 and that’s just how it should be. at least for now.

anyway ill post again later. just tot i’d write up a quick one before i get stuck with a rolling pin and a bowl of pastry dough for the rest of the night

happy ramadhan you all.
god bless.

kiss me.

just got back home. i did 5km in half an hour today. something to be proud of. i think. i just realised a little less WALKING and Slacking off and a little more running would get you a long way…(in a-little-less time) hahahaaha.

anyway. nothing much. im watching Blood Sweat and Take Aways on AFC. and i’m pretty pooped.

i should be getting ready to go to sleep.

ok. i m GO slept.

xoxo