Mimpi Jisim Diriku More Than 100kg!!!

Haha~~
Akibat addicted to Biggest Loser at Diva Channel n selalu sangat baca majalah Mingguan Wanita yang penuh dengan iklan ubat kuruskan badan yang ade testimoni orang gemuk jadi kurus, ape lagi terjah la isu jisim ni dalam mimpi.. huhu..
Ama takut sangat transformasi from chubby becomes fatty.. Ama selesa dengan title "chubby", serius.. hehe.. jadi lecturer, Ama akan sentiasa jadi presenter, sentiasa kan berhadapan dengan anak2 didik yang mendamba ilmu dan yang pasti akan sentiasa menjadi titik tumpu mereka from head to toe.. Ama ada satu impression pada figura yang terlalu kurus, which is not presentable.. Sorry kalau statement ni too over.. hehe..
Tentang mimpi Ama, dalam mimpi tu, Ama timbang berat tetiba jarum scale tu showed 100kg. Ha? serius? and Ama terjaga.. Haha.. tak sanggup tak teruskan..
Ama dah lama tak exercise.. Dulu masa kat UKM, rajin turun stadium n gi Tasik Kejut. Hari Sabtu gi Tasik Cempaka dengan my bff Izu layan aerobik.. Ama rindu sangat memori tu.. Walaupun tak kurus pun masa tu, tapi Ama dapat rasa Ama sangat sihat..
Sekarang at JB, Ama takde kawan nak layan aerobik, takde masa nak gi stadium nk round 5,6 kali.. Huhu.. Banyak tempat riadah kat sini sebenarnya, tapi Ama tak tahu kenapa sejak kahwin Ama tak mau gi mane2 sorang2.. Kalau Mr Z ada ada urusan kat luar weekend macam hari ni, Ama prefer duduk kat rumah je.. Tak boring ke? Gile tak.. hehe.. Ama dah biasa.. Takkan sebab Ama boring sorang2, Ama nak paksa Mr Z temankan 24 hours.. Ama cuba faham beliau, keje beliau, outside activities beliau.. Ama prefer sibuk kat rumah dari gi merayau kat luar. Dulu masa bujang, Ama memang takleh duduk diam kat rumah especially weekends.. Sekarang, tak lagi.. Ama selesa gardening n wat cross-stich masa Mr Z takde..
Ama pernah menangis sorang2 bila terasa stress duduk kat rumah, alone.. serius sedih.. Ama pernah tanye Mr Z.. Kalau ayang mengandung, abang balik lewat tak dari site, abang gi memancing tak ujung minggu, abang tinggal tak ayang sorang2 kt umah.. Mr Z senyum je n geleng kepala.. Mungkin tak nak Ama terus2 mengarut n then meroyan.. haha..
Abang, ayang ok macam ni.. Abang jangan risau ye.. ;)

THE GONE JACKALS - YOU DON'T KNOW A THING ABOUT ME

You let me slide, baby,on a sheet of thin ice.Askin' no questionsand receiving no lies.You speak to me in parables,you manufacture truth -my time is your's,just wake me up when you're through.

You tell me what I do.You tell me what I think.But you don't know a thing about me.

You read me the futurefrom the palm of my hand.You plunge new depthsto remain in my plans.

You draw your conclusionsfrom imaginary scenesand piss your confusioninto the stream.
You're hurlin' it hard,what you believe to be true.But you don't know a thing about me.

Last, lovely, nightmy skin was bare,the cool wind satisfied.I stood at the edge,loosened a wingand braced for flight.

Long live the night!Next of kinhad not been notified -I soared like a bird.The light of the moon'sthe light of my life.

I'll tell you anythingthat you'd like to hear

But you don't know a thing about me.