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:: CATWOMAN ::

.Nurazreen. Azreen. Az.
.b_rokster75@hotmail.com.
.21 years. 15 January 1985. Capricorn.
.SHOPAHOLIC.
.KukuzRuffbabezInc.
.The Only Child.
.Batman's Beatiful One.
.Pampered. Affectionate. Vivacious. Mad. Dunno how to swim. Dunno how to cycle.


:: LOVES ::
Myself. Kukuz. My Batman. Abg Erza. Nora. Goatees. Toned Chests. Broad Shoulders. Nice Eyes. My Bed. My Hair. Chocolates. SHOPPING. FOOD. Cooking. Eating. Farting. Make Up. Late night car-rides. Long Bus Rides. Taking Pics. Crapping. Friendster Surfing. Investigating. Spending time with My Batman. White Tigers.


:: LOATHES ::
My Batman having to serve NS. Vegetables. THE Anneh. Mapleks. Apeks. Cockroaches. Lizards. Train Rides. Fruits. Crowds.

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:: ON MY PLAYLIST ::
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Californication - Live at Slane Castle


:: MY LOVED ONES ::
.Kak Efah.
.Beca Girl.
.My Kukuz.
.Poison Man Eater.
.Cow Udders Lover.
.Mystique Murmur Woman.
.My Batman's Lil Sis.
.Invisible Scream Siren.
.Wonder Legger Woman.
.Chan Meiling.
.Mr Fantastic.
.My Big Daddy Pimp.
.Elektra.
.Dee.
.Nadia.
.Emil.


:: TREASURED MEMORIES ::
.June 2005.

.July 2005.

.August 2005.

.September 2005.

.October 2005.

.November 2005.

.December 2005.

.January 2006.

.February 2006.

.March 2006.

.April 2006.

.May 2006.

.June 2006.


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Saturday, June 03, 2006

I want laksa. Not just any laksa.
I want the laksa from Cahaya.
Simply because the gravy is thick and nice. The noodles are a lot. Generous serving of cockles and chicken and most importantly, NO VEGETABLES.
Yes. No vegetables at all.
Like I said, I wanted laksa. Not laksa dengan sayur!

I want chocolate cake. Not just any chocolate cake.
I want the Warm Chocolate Cake from Starbucks.
Simple because it is huge and it has a thick serving of chocolate sauce in the middle and imagine having that with a topping of MORE CHOCOLATE SYRUP.
Heaven!
Right now I can just imagine the Starbucks people handing me a plate of the Warm Chocolate Cake with the chocolate sauce oozing out from the middle and chocolate syrup all over the plate.

I want mutton chop. Not just any mutton chop.
I want the mutton chop from Beach Road. From Deen's stall.
The mutton. Oohh the mutton in thick red gravy.
The potatoes. The green peas.
The fried egg.
The only thng I will not touch will be the yolk and the cucumbers.

I want Raspberry Cream Frappucino from Starbucks.
I can't remember the last time I had it. Yes. It has been thaaaaat long!
The taste of the sweet and creamy pink ice blended drink going down my throat...
Yummy!

I want dendeng.
There is this stall at the pasar malam at Eunos MRT that has a banner proclaiming that it sells dendeng from Dendeng House but each time I ask the makcik for dendeng, she would say that the dendeng is not available.
Then put up the damn huge banner for what?
Gi flush lah kat jamban lagi bagos!

I want dumplings.
You know those triangular dumplings made from pulot with chicken fillings? Or rendang. Or telor asin.
I want them so very badly but I do not know where to get halal ones. Any ideas?
Why can't the Singapore Expo have a Halal Food Fair right now so that I can sink my teeth into those delicious dumplings?

My PMS is being such an irritating piece of fuck.

I feel bloated.
I feel fat.
I have these weird cravings.
I feel hungry all the time. Like seriously suffering a serious case of the munchies.
I feel super duper fat but I simply refuse to stop eating!


Sayang...
Can you please get me all those things listed above?
Please? Please? Please?
I want them so badly that I can cry right now. Sampai tak boleh tido!

If you get me those things...
I janji I will not eat for 2 when I'm pregnant. I will eat for 1 1/2.
I janji I tak kejot you tengah malam when I have a craving for something. I kasi you tido sampai besok pagi. Your pregnant wife will not disturb your sleep.
I janji I will bear you boys instead of girls.
I janji I let you hold on to my atm card on weekdays and get it from you only when you bookout so that I will not spend on weekdays and my almari will not termuntah.
I janji I will go to the gym with you on weekends whenever you ask me to jadi I tak gemok.
I janji I will not be stingy with my kisses each time I'm with you tapi slalu when I nak kiss you on the cheeks, you will be irritating and either pull yourself away or make yourself even taller. I am pendek. It's tiring to tip-toe dammit!

Please? Please? Please?
Boleh tak? Please?


I suddenly am in a bad mood. Just now when Ansari asked me how will we be decorating Toonie's birthday card, I told him:

"Decorate dengan air liuh"

Then when Ansari asked me how I was going to the kenduri later, I told him:

"I berenang..."

It was meant to be funny ok!

People please pray that I don't end up snapping at Ansari when I meet him after the kenduri later. I'm so snappy that I might even snap off his penis!

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