The two of us

Me and HR had this tendency to ask the other person questions we know the answer too. Rhetorical you might say. But, that's is just how we roll. 

"Sapa yang tak gantung kunci kereta ni?"

"Who left the lights on?"

"Who forgot to throw the rubbish again?"

"Whose cekak is this?"

We know it is just us two in the house. If it is not me than him. But we like to ask and annoy the other person anyway.

Can I wish that I have a baby so that I can say, "It's the baby!"

She is my friend. She is not single.

I have this one close friend in school. We hang out sometimes.

So this one time, we went out, shopping. School stuff of course.

We talked. We gossiped. We shopped, of course.

For more than 2 hours.

Suddenly I saw myself in the mirror.

I looked like hell. Like a person who just woke up and went shopping. With the senget tudung and what not.

I asked her.
Why? Why? Why didn't you tell me?

She simply said, "Oh, aku ingatkan itu memang style ko!"

Ouch!

You know she is more than a colleague when she said that. And when she just laugh along when I said, "Siot ko, Tasha!!"

He is back for good

Yesterday. 

So sad that I couldn't see him. Not until my school break. Sometime by the end of March. 

He will be in Penang by this week to continue his dream. 

Sad. 

And Happy. 

Penang Escapade

As one of my closest friends was getting hitched, me and HR drove all the way to Penang. It was one of our short getaway as a couple as well.

As we drove by the Penang town, we saw a herd of huge cows hanging by road. Totally chilling nearby a small field and an automatic car wash shop. 

I said to HR, maybe they were waiting for their turn to wash themselves at the shop. Which we laughed it off.

On serious note, I asked HR where's the owner? Aren't they a bit curious or worried? Like totally town area.

HR joked, the owner was living in one of the condos nearby. Watching from windows afar. Come sunset he will ring the bell and the herd of cows will return to the condos.

Life.

Just chilling by the road, bro!

Before and After

I'm keeping you round to keep you around. 

Wordless Wednesday

Candy Crush Saga

I once wrote in my Twitterville,

"Our friendship is measured by the speed of you granting me a ticket in candy crush saga."

I am funny like that.

I stopped playing the game now. I have accepted the fact I ain't winning. Blergh~

Fatin's Baby Shower

As most of you know, the other day I threw the most awesome baby shower. Me and Bayah co-host the shower for our dearest friend, Fatin. It was magical and so much fun.

We had so much food and laughter.

We had games and races.

There's one game which I awesomely named it, Celebrity Mommies but it is just actually Who am I? game that begins with me secretly paste a name on their back and they had to guess who they are at the end of the party. With others giving clues of course.

So, I was the beautiful Gwynelth Paltrow and it was very hard for me to guess because I went blank. 

Anyway, at one point, my friend was being named Gwen Stefani and I tried to confidently volunteered sing one of her songs, "Cool". And being tone deaf, everyone goes like, 'Huh? The Hell?'

It was not my proud moment.

Sigh~

Of all the blue and green in sight

This is my first time for voting. I was so eager to vote. So eager that I bought a bus ticket back home in KL.

HR?

He is gonna be stuck here in PG. On duty~

HR asked me yesterday, in my eagerness and all, "So, who are you gonna vote for?"

OMG!

Good question.

I have no idea who runs for my DUN.

Better google them now.

Post Twillight

HR knows how obsessed i am with Jacob Black.

And Stephanie Meyer.

So he agreed to me watching The Host the other night. He really agreed when I mentioned Bayah was coming over too.

He just gonna let me go gugugaga over whoever the hero this time with Bayah. (It's Ian, btw).

After the movie, (which I'm gonna review later (like whenever)), I said to HR, it should be cool if we name our future kids English name, like Jacob, of course.

He didn't completely disagree, but he does prefer Malay-er name. Like Yaacob Hitam.

Like what?

Yaacob Hitam.

Like no!

Solat Jumaat

Remember this?

I married that geeky boy.

Look here.

See that smug face of his?

Recently, HR mentioned to me about one of his worries. Of the world.

It happened usually during Solat Jumaat.

No, not about the solat or the khutbah.

About him have to endure the 30 minutes of looking at the shirts/uniforms with grammar errors.

He is surrounded with people wearing shirts with grammar errors.

"When they time they need. Save Gaza"

"Strive for excellent."

"People make different."

Yapping about nothingness is what I do best

I like talking to HR. I mean really talking about stuff. Politics, theories, nonsensical fun fact but especially about music.

He is smart.

I like especially discussing lyrics and song meanings. That is my forte. We would spend hours discussing and listening again and again to the same song.

But above all, I like talking with him because when we come to any disagreement, he would let me win. Even when is clear I have no stand and no basis for my argument. He just let me.

p/s: You should listen to his interpretation of The Thong Song. Lols.

Wordless Wednesday

Our first day shopping in Bandung. 

My mom's and four other teachers' belongings.

HR trying to be cute 2

Remember this?

So, I showed HR this one funny post from Proudduck.com (read: here) that I totally laugh out loud. I am always so envious of her (Vivy) and her awesome life. Envious but happy for this unknown stranger. But I am loving mine also.

Nowadays, whenever I said something or point out some silly things HR did, he will always quoted Vivy as he claimed my idol. 

Yeah, yeah, I know.

"Joke's on you, dude. You married me."

Sigh.

Clasped

The other night HR was holding my hand tightly. Too tightly in fact that I thought my bone might crash. 

"Why? Are you afraid?" It was midnight. We were alone after a movie in a deserted cinema.

"Yeah. I'm afraid of losing you."

This is so not a complaint.

This year my birthday was on a Saturday. It should be fun except HR got school that day. We woke up kinda late because HR was busy key-in his PBS marks till wee hours the night before. Me? Just because.

Despite running around the house getting ready (read:me still in the duvet), HR managed to whip out some simple breakfast in bed. It was quite simple. Just some roti telur and air kosong. 

After tossing and turning, I woke up to clean the house a bit (my bff is coming to inspect the house). I saw the aftermath of the kitchen. My gosh, I tell you. It's like he cooked 3 course meal for an army.

Yes, it is the thought that count. I didn't say anything to him.

Why air kosong you might ask? Because my darling husband didn't know where to find our sugar container. Yes, a part of the mess was him trying to locate the sugar container and failed.

Yes, he is the typical man who doesn't know the location of anything in the house including his own stuff. Sometimes, he would call me at school to ask about his belongings whereabouts.

It is cute, no?

Wordless Wednesday

Yay!! Cake!!

Nooooo!!!! Getting older.

How does it feels?

To be a wife?

Meaningful & blessed.

Sure it can be tough at times, but I am lucky enough to marry my best friend. He accepts me as I am. All good and bad. 

He never complains, always apraises, stick to his words, adapts to my quirky routines and amazingly understanding.

Our house is almost a home now. Except I am always scared of any sound and ready to jump at any second.

Oh, it has been more than a month now.

Wordless Wednesday

The only benefit of having students who smoke.

They can light up your birthday candles.

free fall

Text messages between me and Sepu.

Sepu: Ko jadi datang ke?
Me : Yup. Otw. Bru ja gerak. Berdua je. Felicia tak jadi ikot. Ngan kawan lelaki aku.
Sepu: Kawan lelaki kalau dalam english boy friend kan? haha



p/s : I had a great time with my male friends. They're just awesome!
p/p/s: I'm so sorry about your watch.