Soon, Sooner, Soonest

One of my bestest friend is getting married soon. One will pop out her second child sooner.

Happy news everywhere.





Now, let's all pray that my transfer to KL / Seremban is granted this time. Soonest.

Too Long Too Loud

I went to a wedding the other day. At a hotel. Not a bragging post, I assure you.

After so much talking, gossiping and drinking the free-flow juice that kept on coming, I went to the loo. 

There's only one cubicle and apparently it was kinda hard to lock. After inspecting the mechanism for a while, I decided to just go with it. I was on the very peak, if you know what I mean. As I was going in the cubicle, another guest walked in the toilet. I smiled at her and I continued with my business. 

It was very quiet in the toilet. And I drank a lot of juice. It was very quiet in the toilet. And I drank a lot of juice.It was very quiet in the toilet. And I drank a lot of juice.It was very quiet in the toilet. And I drank a lot of juice.It was very quiet in the toilet. And I drank a lot of juice.

And unlucky for me, the toilet is the no bidet kind. 

I went on with my very long loud business.

Embarrassing, I tell you. Very embarrassing. In my mind at that time, I don't know the other guest. We will never meet again. I had to do what I had to do.

I went out from the cubicle after being so loud, I saw another guest. She immediately knew me! And she started talking to me. 

Dang! 

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!

Of Bayah's wedding gift

So me and Ten were whatsapping about it.

We both know Bayah is very keen on Fusball table. But a good sturdy awesome one could never be bought by a teacher's salary.

So she suggest a smaller one. She said it can be played by two players.

I facepalmed. Virtually.

I told her the cold hard truth, even the big good sturdy one can be played by two players only.

p/s: with combined teachers' salary, we managed to buy Bayah an awesome one! Which I know she enjoys~

Wordless Wednesday

Peach and Pure

Of my boys and girls

My bro went back to Ireland safely. I didn't have the chance to send him off. That's a bummer.

My other brother went back to UiTM Melaka recently, his choice. I also didn't manage to send him off.  But I can visit him whenever I want. While I do want to visit Ami, I need a lot of plans and preparations and ka-ching!

One by one, my girlfriends are getting hitched. I am arranging my calendars to grace each occasion. This, apparently, includes my pregnancy plans. Lol. I am happy that each of my girls is meeting her other half. And I hope to be in their presence all the way to their children's marriages.

Like what I've seen in my own. My mom's friends were most of the back bone of my wedding. They not only helped but they stayed over. Leaving their husbands behind. (Just like what I did during Ten's and Bayah's ceremony - I bet HR is counting how many more girlfriends do I have). 

I saw the same thing in Ten's wedding. The mom's bff was working as hard as her mom. Totally BFF moment, babe!

Above all, I am thankful for an awesome and understanding husband that allow me to be all that I am.

Things I couldn't do after I'm married #2

2. Having Girls Night In or Out.

Or Girls Day Out.

I think so. 

But HR isn't that kinda guy. I don't think he would mind if I'm out and about with my girls. Because I know I wouldn't mind letting him loose once awhile. I know for sure, he would want to go jamming with his boys and hang out with them till late.

But truth is, if let say I am no longer active in hanging out with my girls, I will be okay. I have live it all. I have no regrets at all. I have spent best nites with all of my girls.

Like the very exclusive Girls Soiree Party last March. Me and the girls had so much fun. Games, gossips, giggling, good food, great company and as always sharing time. I'm so lucky to have all the girls esp Ten for managing/directing it all. One of the days that I would never ever forget. Truly cherish.

With my GM clan. Our short rendezvous to Ipoh. Our nyte talk. Our spooning session. Eating moment. Our karaoke and humming drive. It will be the sweetest memory ever. It will never be the same again after this. 

With my other bffs. We had our time. Since young. I don't really need to list down all our silly and incredible activities throughout our childhood and teen years. All the boys, the drama, the outings, the heartache. It will never be forgotten.

Oh man!

Things I couldn't do after I'm married

1. Sing (or dance to) Beyonce's Single Ladies.
2. ...
3. ...

I couldn't think of anything else at this moment. Too nervous~

Aish

Warm feet

My single days are numbered.

I may no longer have the sleepover with the girls, thinking only about myself, the long hours chatting about nothing, the selfish ways, looking at other men (or form five boys) or sleeping at random hours for long random hours. I may still do those but it won't be the same or as frequent.

I must think about this other person. Can he tolerate those behaviour? What does he want to eat? Are his clothes clean? Does he like that? Will he be okay with this?

Don't get me wrong. I want to be married. To HR especially. I do.

But I am scared. Nervous. Afraid. Fear. Distress. Anxious. Terried.

All that.

Wordless Wednesday

Glow in the dark

Just now in school, while I was bodek-ing my kerani kewangan about the tunggakan gaji that I really don't know when will appear, the kerani mentioned about how lately I've been looking more radiant. (Maybe the kerani tried to change the topic to shoo me away). The kerani even asked what product that I used.

I said, "Seri pengantin."

The kerani blinked for awhile. Showed serious face. Tried thinking about the product I mentioned. Recalling any advertisment. Only after awhile the kerani got my joke.

Then the kerani showed confius face, "Awak dah kahwin ke?"

"Takla. Lambat lagi. Macam mana nak kahwin, tunggu tunggakan baru boleh buat kenduri."

Siapa tu?

To his collegues (whom I don't know and never meet) HR refers to me as his bakal isteri. That is who I am. But somehow, it feels weird when he narrated his days to me. It feels formal-ish, no?

To my collegues, I do not refer to HR as anything. I just don't share with them. There is a reason why there are called collegues rather than friends.

To my friends, he is just HR. Plain and simple.

Truth is, he is not my tunang. He is just my boyfriend. He is my bakal suami.

Bakal suami.
Bakal suami.

See, yucks!

Anyhow, he is always going to be my bestfriend.

Lucky me to be married to my own bestfriend.

Technology Taking Over The World.

Me: I already sent the forms to the Penolong Pendaftar Nikah.
HR: Oh. Good. So it is all settle?
Me: Yea. Kinda. It is all signed and stamped.
HR: Awesome. So when is the exact time?
Me: Oh, nikah is blablabla.. So, tunang should be blablabla. You should come at this particular time. Sempat tak?
HR: Sempat tak apa? Sempat tak nak update status FB from in relationship to engage?
Me: LOL
HR: Lepas sarung je cincin terus tukar status, ok?

I know I choose right

Me : I want you to be my pengapit, my maid of honour.

She : Woweee... It'd be my honour.

Me : But, I shall remind you it is a hard work. LOL

She :What work? Its just making you look pretty all the time kan? That's easy because you are already pretttyyyyyyy.

Wordless Wednesday

It is the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter. ~Marlene Dietrich

Last dating of the year

Gosh, yesterday was so tiring but fun. We planned to watch a movie but due to time constraint, we didn't.

We only shop, shop and shop. Which I loike too.

We bought some stuff for hantaran.

I love the purchase. Mostly for HR. I, on the other hand, am so cerewet. We only bought one for moi. A purple perfume. Which I love so much.

Grenade

The other day, my eldest bro was singing to Bruno Mars song, Count on Me. I told him that he should check out the "Marry You" song. It is catchy too.

He was like, "Tak main r lagu kawen-kawen."

I was like, "That's why you are still single. You have so many 'friends' kan?"

LOL

My mom is the best mom in the world

These days my food cabinet is full with boring and healthy food. Like dry biscuits, all kind of oatmeal (you will be surprised of the diversity), muesli, herbs tea and fruits (which I like!).

These are mostly gift from when people come and visit my mom. I am happy to annouce that some of the stuff are from my friends. Go my friends!

For those who don't know, my mom undergone her bypass surgery less than two months ago. It was due to some heart issues that I don't feel like elaborating. It was a difficult situation for everyone in the family.

Being the only daughter and yet stucked in GM sucks ball, I tell you!

Anyhow, she is recovering well. Fast, I would say.

Thanks for all the wishes and prayers.

p/s: She is well enough to go venue/catering hunting with me. But not for long. So it is a daily routine for us to go hunting but only for a few short hours and near places and not to many movement needed.

wedding bellls

*
Me: What theme colour you want for the wedding?
HR: Blue.
Me: What blue? Baby blue? Tiffany blue? Sky blue? Turquoise blue?
HR: Ha? What? This blue. *referring to my blouse*
Me: This? Ok. Mine I want *blablablablabla*

*
HR: I think I want the Adil Blue not the BN Blue.
Me: If my mom heard that, it is the end of the world for you.
HR: Oh. Don't tell her that.

*
HR : I found it!
Me: What?
HR: It is called Cyan.
Me: What?
HR: The blue. It is called Cyan Blue or Biru Firus.



p/s: Just a quick reminder, this blog might be filled with wedding posts from now on.