Friday, 29 March 2013
Benjol
MASHA'ALLAH MARKISA!
i rase orang gegar-gegar badan i. eh? i tengah kene rogol ke ni? i kedip mata. sikit2. lampu terang sangat. ade ke orang kene rogol dalam terang ni?
"MARKISA! BANGUN! YOU OKAY KE TAK NI?". amboi. capslock bagai. yelah. dah orang jerit kan.
i gosok mata. eh? asal melekit? putih-putih fluid habis kene rambut. ah sudah! but it smells good. fruity.
"oh sister tipah. what happen la?" i asked.
sistter panggil the health attendants tolong angkat i, sandarkan kat sofa. check my vital sign segala. my blood pressure is very low. electrolytes imbalance.
"i jumpa you baring kat tepi fridge sambil pegang yoghurt! i thot you were dead! or murdered" sister cakap kuat2. sakit telinga i.
oh. yoghurt ke yang tumpah percik atas kepala i tu? ingatkan apa.
ouch.
benjol. left temporal site. boleh rasa. dah macam tumbuh tanduk.
"are you okay markisa? i heard you took other nurses punya nightshift! do you get enough rest?"
err. this is my 6th night double shift sister..
"are you gila ka ape? you tau tak. you bukan boleh endanger your life, but this will affect your patients bla bla bla bla bla bla"
now i remember. i felt too hungreh. i pi pantry nk amek food. and yoghurt was in my grip. then blackout.
i tarok the ice packs on the site. baju scrub habis kene yoghurt. macam susu badan pulak. xpasal.
sister send me to ED.
yeah.
i've overworked. tetambah period. collapse. dalam pantry. sik baik x collapse tengah berak.
MO tanya nak admit ke tak? i say no. i got MC instead. 2 days.
i called Pa. he fetched me home. i didnt tell him la that i tegolek sebelah fridge.
i wish i had a boyfie now.
bleh tolong pegang icepacks. gituh.
love, MarkisaImran
Sunday, 6 January 2013
the letter i found
it has been awhile. since my last post.
as i get myself busy. and partially, a good rehab. loosen some weight. getting active in my pilates and yoga club again. i travel here and there. alone. but never feel lonely.
Markisa Imran is fine. stronger than ever. she never needed anyone to love her much pun. the hatred of missing someone who never gives a fuck bloomed out inside herself.
as i can remember, my last post was in August kan? ala. lets say, i was just in a deep rehab. dengan Ma and Pa. ape? Marissa ape cerita? ala. she's around. sebok ngan bisnes baru. now personal training is just a side jobs for her. insurance advisor lagi masyuk nampaknya. biarkaannn
anyway. as i kemas2 bilik. after balek double night syif, which consumed my strength for too much. getting promoted was not really a good thing after all. yes. call me Sister now. HAHAH.
ok sambung. masa kemas2 tu. you all tau i jumpa ape? the last breakup letter. cetorrrrrrr petir memori datang balek. every old soundtrack automatically played in my mind. yes. i left this letter, just before i left his house.
you mampu tulis2 surat? well i'm a bit traditional here. bagi dia konon2 psycho la dengan whatever things i left behind. instead, he gave everything back to me via pos laju. sial itu jantan.
isi kandung surat ittew? ala. i dah get over it. i just wanna share my thoughts and memory je. untuk you all tak jadik bodoh.
My dear Kay,
I have tried to think of hundred ways to begin this letter. This is one simple way. I love you. And as important, i have never love anyone like this again.
You are not only my lover, but my closest friend. i'll never want or need anyone else ever again. I rejoice at the thought of spending the rest of my life with you, and wonder how i deserve to be so lucky.
I want three daughters and two sons and i must warn you that i won't settle for less. we'll discuss bout this, if there's a chance, later. i fear i'll be irascible and tiresome in old age, but i'll never stop loving you...
but i guess not. i guess, that particular unlucky bitch wont be me. av fun living you life. god bless you. kirim salam emak & ayah.
xoxoxox
your rotten 'Pumpkin"
i koyak the letter to small pieces, and campurkan dalam my hamster bedding wood shaving.
and some other stuff?
red angry bird plush toy? gave em to my cats.
books and stuff? ala2 koleksi tarok inside my mini library.
dresses and shoes? gila i x pakai? bodoh la kalu buang~
motep upload gamba pelamin? no no no. ni bukan pelamin i~ verangan~
as i get myself busy. and partially, a good rehab. loosen some weight. getting active in my pilates and yoga club again. i travel here and there. alone. but never feel lonely.
Markisa Imran is fine. stronger than ever. she never needed anyone to love her much pun. the hatred of missing someone who never gives a fuck bloomed out inside herself.
as i can remember, my last post was in August kan? ala. lets say, i was just in a deep rehab. dengan Ma and Pa. ape? Marissa ape cerita? ala. she's around. sebok ngan bisnes baru. now personal training is just a side jobs for her. insurance advisor lagi masyuk nampaknya. biarkaannn
anyway. as i kemas2 bilik. after balek double night syif, which consumed my strength for too much. getting promoted was not really a good thing after all. yes. call me Sister now. HAHAH.
ok sambung. masa kemas2 tu. you all tau i jumpa ape? the last breakup letter. cetorrrrrrr petir memori datang balek. every old soundtrack automatically played in my mind. yes. i left this letter, just before i left his house.
you mampu tulis2 surat? well i'm a bit traditional here. bagi dia konon2 psycho la dengan whatever things i left behind. instead, he gave everything back to me via pos laju. sial itu jantan.
isi kandung surat ittew? ala. i dah get over it. i just wanna share my thoughts and memory je. untuk you all tak jadik bodoh.
My dear Kay,
I have tried to think of hundred ways to begin this letter. This is one simple way. I love you. And as important, i have never love anyone like this again.
You are not only my lover, but my closest friend. i'll never want or need anyone else ever again. I rejoice at the thought of spending the rest of my life with you, and wonder how i deserve to be so lucky.
I want three daughters and two sons and i must warn you that i won't settle for less. we'll discuss bout this, if there's a chance, later. i fear i'll be irascible and tiresome in old age, but i'll never stop loving you...
but i guess not. i guess, that particular unlucky bitch wont be me. av fun living you life. god bless you. kirim salam emak & ayah.
xoxoxox
your rotten 'Pumpkin"
i koyak the letter to small pieces, and campurkan dalam my hamster bedding wood shaving.
and some other stuff?
red angry bird plush toy? gave em to my cats.
books and stuff? ala2 koleksi tarok inside my mini library.
dresses and shoes? gila i x pakai? bodoh la kalu buang~
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