House skeleton turn to garage project

This is- was  the view from my house. It was a complete eye-sore as long as I can remember.  Everytime I map for delivery to my house when buying furniture , electric appliances and so on, the key point to tell the shop assistant that if they spot an abundant house skeleton, then only they will find my house.

It was a repetitive process for quite some time, like..for over ten years! There was some internal issues that hinders this house to be completely as it was supposed to be.

I have a long thought about this house, and there was time when I had had small talk with my late father about it to resume the construction until its completion. Over time, it was getting impossible due to logistic issues, and other things that I am not bother to mention it here.

And one day, I casually spoke to my mother and brother about my plan to demolish the skeleton and build a garage. It was just an empty talk initially.

Who knows the casual talk turns to serious thoughts after a while, then I decided to go for it.  The garage accommodates 5 cars simultaneously. It was worth it! And I was never been more delighted than this upon seeing my car in the garage, safely shaded.

Birthday, Shutdown, Offshore

23-30th April 2013

Unlike years before, I did not bother so much about my birthday this year. I guess the exciting in celebrating birthday subsides as we grow older. I don`t know. Perhaps that was only me thinking that way. Nevermind.~

There are so  many things occupied in mind nowadays that diverting the heavy days at work to personal excitement like celebrating small scale of birthday thing seems impossible. It happened that I have to attend for my duty at offshore. What can I do..Shutdown was on 27th April , thus I decided to go onboard sooner.

Our life at offshore starts as soon as the athan for Subuh is calling for prayers. At 6.30 all personnel onboard are summoned for morning meeting followed with breakfast, toolbox meeting and every personnel will disperse to respective worksite.

But during shutdown, these routines are skipped to allow the emergency shutdown process to be triggered earlier. This picture was taken at 6.30am. The emergency shutdown was scheduled to be triggered at 7am, and for the time being, we were pestering at the living quarter, while the platform operation crew busy with their stuff. After a while I joined other colleagues to the control room, where all communications to synchronize the shutdown activities i.e depressurizing the flowing well from all platforms were taking place.

And when the emergency shutdown button successfully triggered, all platform will be blackout for a while, and the flare will boost even higher to the sky, only for a while.

After a while, the operation handed over to us, the maintenance crew, then we proceed with our activities,i.e to change valves, piping replacement and so many activities that only can be executed during shutdown period.

Along the period, I feel blessed to be female engineer for this kind of work. At least I can save myself from getting my hand dirtier than it was supposed to be. Don't get me wrong, I love my work, as much as a my enthusiasm to get everything in my plate are completed successfully as perfect as possible. Hehe..

That was a brief idea on how 12-hour emergency shutdown(ESD) is like, moreover, I will be having major shutdown upcoming in July in fasting month for 14 days. Certainly it will be even tougher and challenging. I pray for the success. amiin..

In the night time, the platform is very peaceful, yes the sound that we may heard only from the generator. But still, it is a peaceful night, even though it is not recommended to stay outside for long. Dusty air..

On the other hand, I never expected that my birthday will be acknowledge even when I was offshore. Let`s forget about other means of communication, be it phone calls, sms, FB, and what not. All are disconnected when I was onboard. But I consider myself as lucky when my roomate, Kjun has been sooo sweet to make this red velvet to me.. Nyumss..!

A stroll down memory lane of 2012

I woke up  this morning and had a brief conversation with my housemate when she said

Kak Jueee.. Ecah dah makin tuaaa..dah bertambah umor~

I was like aahh yes, it is new year today, but., personally I feel it is just a change in number Seeing in Facebook when a lot of friends updating their 2013 resolution, perhaps it was a rush of adrenaline to them, while I,on the other hand, read them in a glance and responded to the witty status that attracted my attention. I guess there is a state of ones life when hitting new year, even our own birthday is just like another normal day to face. What more important is what we have in our chest in preparation to face the days ahead which are full with so many unexpected challenges.  Well, just a thought.. Oh anyway, my housemate is younger than me by 5 years, how on earth could she feel like getting older while I am the one who are supposed to worry about it in the first place. Haiyoo..

Today is the third day of my BOSET training,a competency training to renew my Offshore Safety Passport.In the middle of the lesson, the trainer taught us on the cardio respiratory, and dragged to the life machine for detecting heart beat which is used in ICU. I don't why and how, the mention of the subject has dragged me to the moments when I saw the very machine  was used to support my late father's life, almost a year ago and my mind started to jog the memories from one to another. Apparently the distraction didn't end there. When I drove back, I felt sad for unknown reason, until I remembered back the lessons and the thought I had earlier in the classroom. Exactly one year back, I sent my brother to register for new school at Kuala Terengganu with my parents. Aboh intended to go along, even though he was too weak to stay in sitting position. He slept on my Mak`s lap throughout one and half hour journey. * hush hush*. And after 2 weeks, Aboh left us for good. May Allah swt bless his soul there. Amin..

While waiting my Aboh outside the ICU hall, I received a text from HR colleague on my next ACD assessment that was scheduled a month ahead, February 2012. Alhamdulillah, with one month preparation, my score has improved better than I expected and way better than the previous year. Insha Allah if is for me, I hope 2013 will mark another achievement for my career progression. 

Our kick off trip for year 2012 was to go to Manila in March. It was fun, despite the limited attractions in the city center. April came,that was the ultimate month of this year. Together with 6 female friends, we went to Mecca together, got to know better each other in the Holy Land. We walked to the Masjidil Haram together, encircled the Kaaba, which more often than not, I was on my own left them or being left by the ladies in the crowd. Indeed, the opportunity to get closer to the Creator- on my birthday- was the most blessful gift I ever received in my whole life.

After battling in making the decision to satisfy both my career and personal obligations, I finally chosed to transfer to the neighbouring department. In August, I received the long awaited letter, an approved transfer letter to the new department with a new position, a construction engineer. It was 180 degree change from my previous position, both in the aspect of working and personal life. Nevertheless, it is a positive change, that helps me to revive my spirit and motivation, despite the fact that I have to go back to square one in certain area.Hu hu.And those are the excuses that I have in my plate for the very little updates in this blog lately.

In November, I joined an expidition to conquer Mount Kinabalu, which I have yet to write in details about the trip. It was such a fulfilling experience  upon reaching the peak of the mountain. Indeed it was beyond any word can describe. One week of suffering the leg ache was just nothing as compared to the satisfaction of having the mission accomplished with a big smile. (But I definitely rushed to the clinic seeking for ubat sakit urat. Of course I can't bear walking like a post natal mom for long. Hahaha) .

And that is all about me in the past one year. Today my little siblings are back to school.Nadia and Fatihah improved their class. I once warned Nadia, that if she remained in the previous class, I will ban her from doing any running this year. It works! Alhamdulillah. Likewise the bookworm,Ika, doing good in her current performance. And my baby brother Zhaffri, registered in standard one this year. A few months back, (and is still reminding Mak nowadays), he requested Mak to buy him Fixie bike if he scores well in his exam. I only rewarded bicycle to his sister after 3 years in school.*pitam* And best thing of all,he just completed his muqaddam lesson and now proceed to Al-Quran recitation. This reminds me of myself when I was at his age.After years working outside Terengganu, now my big brother lives with my family, working here, taking care of the family like Aboh did in his life, and being the runner for Mak.

2012 left with bitter, sweet and terrifying memories, ahh you name it. But the most important of all, buckle up for the days ahead. All I want is to be a better muslimah, and better person to all people around me, that I care and even to those I despise.

17th Jan 2012- Memoirs of the man of my life

January 2012 will pass us, and it has been a very tough month for my family.

This family portrait was taken on last Eid-Fitr 2011. In years before, we had taken family portrait, but there was never a complete set of us in a single picture until recent Eid-Fitr. If this picture is translated into a set of puzzle, the most significant and the centre piece of the puzzle is now missing, that is my late father.

 As I mentioned in this entry , my father, Aboh was diagnosed as diabetic last two years, but he was badly sick a few months back. Worse than usual fever, that seeing him that sickful, I have the scary thought in mind that he might leave us all, for good.

Aboh used to be a very strong man, all his life, I mean all my life. He cycled with his bicycle all his life. I still remember one day when I was so little,he hold my hand when we crossed the road.I still remember the sence of security that I felt in his grip, but it turned otherwise when he was sick. When I brought him to the hospital, I hold an umbrella over us, and he hold my hand, now not for my security, but for his support, for he was so weak to walk as fast as healthy people do. I could feel the hand was so frail around my arm, and.. it broke my heart...

After he was warded with no clear diagnosis from the doctors and the high fever which mostly struck him during night still prolong, we brought him to the alternative medication practitioners, ustaz and all, you name it and Alhamdulillah he was cured, gaining back the eating appetite, gaining his weight, as well as his nagging habits, if it is considered as an improvement.=)

That`s when I told him about my housewarming plan. I was so excited that he was back healthy and honoured him to arrange the festive with the people he knew. At that moment I felt the sense of pride of having parents in arranging big day for his kids. During the housewarming festive, I didn`t snap any picture of him. I don't know, but deep inside, there was a voice telling me that, if I snapped a picture of him, that might be the last picture of him in that fine health. I shoved the thought, and yet I didn't snap any picture of him. I refused to accept that thought.

Two weeks later when I was leaving to M.S Garden, I approached him while he slept, he looked restless, his hand warm, unusually warm. And when I asked him whether or not to bring Ika(who was crying to follow us) along, he said while closing his eyes " bawak la, sedih sangt tu" . I dont know why, but I started to feel that something was not right about his condition, and out of nowhere I shed tears, like it was so sad to leave him. And that was the point I noticed his condition started deteriorating. 

The following week- first week of Jan, his feet wobbled, he wasn't able to walk properly, but he still insisted to cycle to the town. That`s when people would go " Pokya meninggal? baru minggu lepas tgk naik basikal" upon knowing his passing. 

Week 2 of Jan, he started having short term memory lost. Mak said he would ask the same question again and again in one day. He asked about time, even though the clock was straight before his eyes. He insisted to join us sending my brother for his registration at Sekolah Teknik Wakaf Tembesu. He was getting weaker over days that he lied on my Mak`s lap at the backseat of my car along the trip to the school. Throughout the week, he kept on calling his kids who were at the hostel and campus. It didn't cross our mind that it was a sign of his departure.*sobs*.

Week 3 of Jan, his condition became worse, like overnight. His eyes closed tightly,completely losing his appetite, and only having plain water, nestum and tea-his favourite as food intakes. He lied on the bed, breathed hard, everytime Mak asked him to open his eyes, he opened, but I saw his sight dead. He wasnt actually looking at us even though he saw us. We decided to bring him to the hospital. And there, he was diagnosed as having infections at lungs and kidney.

My Mak, my brother and I took our turn to be there by his bed. When I was with him, I couldn`t hold my tears everytime I stroke his arm. It felt like the time chased us. Resting my head beside him was a peaceful moment with my father. During the night at 4am, my brother texted me to be ready,  telling me that there was high possiblity that Aboh will be sent to Hospital Kuala Terengganu. Another thing we dreaded most, that it is  a sign of worst thing was coming to us closer and closer.

My brother and I drove on our own, while Mak was on the ambulance. We reached the HKT at 6 in the morning, earlier than the ambulance. When he was brought out of the ambulance, that was when I saw Aboh opened his eyes to us, wide open. And that was the last I saw the eyes of my dear father.

6 hours waiting, feeling numb and when I closed my eyes, his images and memories replayed in mind, I cant help but started whimpering. Finally we were told that my father was already admitted in ICU long ago, that we haven't been told earlier. Doctor told us, all rectifications actions were made, but seeing his condition, the chances was slim. I recited Yaasin beside him, while glancing to monitor which indicated his heart beat- I think. Not even half way reciting, I saw the reading read 110 turned to 0. My father was gone. That was the hardest moment I ever faced in my entire life. 

Acceptance is the ultimate bliss. That is what I believe in. May Allah bless his soul. Al Fatihah.

 

Oh, it was my Birthday!!

It has been a week past my birthday. And only now I manage to spare some time to write something about my birthday. I wasn't really looking forward to my birthday initially. It is typical when the birthday arrives, it welcomes a few significant thoughts, like changes of the number when talking about my age, my achievements so far, and more responsibilities and hardship which are waiting ahead. Well, that's life, no? 

Plus, I just had a family gathering recently where my uncles and aunties kept on asking me on getting married stuff. Oh man, I already answered them last year, and this year the question still came out. Apparently I need  to prepare more reasons to give them for the next family gathering. hahaha.. 

I had a durian feast with my family for a so-called my birthday treat. That was the part when my little brother got confused because there was no cake for the birthday treat. I said the durian is the cake. Easy! Hahaha

 

And for this year, little that I expect, I had received presents from friends! Despite my plan to reward myself a new gadget for my birthday is still pending, I couldn't be happier when receiving these thoughts.

Chiffon cloth from officemate, Kak Timah.=).

Another collection of charm bracelet by housemate, Izza. =)

Another piece of my current obsession, TieRack scarf  from bestie, Aina.

                                                          pic from  London Deals

Birthday Treat at Secret Recipe by bestie and husband =)))* nyum!!*

Aaaaand.... last but not less special, Elle Sport Small bag from bestie, Ju.Zie. A beautiful surprise indeed! Hihiih..

On top of everything,  a pile of birthday wishes received by phone as well as via Facebook have changed my mind - life is even better when it is our birthday. =)

She is just a harmless little girl

It was one calm evening, Ika came back to our home with blank, miserable face. I asked her of what was wrong because a few minutes before, she was joyful, jumping in front of us while I was chattering with other siblings. She told us that she was called by our neighbour a few minutes earlier. She was probed in a manner of being accused for messaging in FB with her brother-in-law. I was like 'Errkkk... does that matter so much to scare this girl away??'

It broke my heart when she kept on denying it as if she was caught guilty. I know the brother-in-law in question, so does my family. He is young, chatty and playful with kids. And I was aware that my sister chats with him every once in a while when she gets online because he always and the only person available! But again, she just grabbed whoever in the FB chatroom. I mean hellooo Ika is just merely 8 years old, not 18 years old.

I guess in her little mind, she must be wondering of what wrongdoing she made until she was 'warned' to stay away from that precious brother- in-law. Oh man, I feel nauseous!

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31st December 2010 .Happy New Year!

It will be a couple of hours before we hit new year, 2011. And I`m still awake even though I am so sleepy. So, what I have achieved for the past 365 days?? Some of them have been successfully completed and I couldn`t be more than pleasant, while some of them are still pending to be completed,(cliche).  But I`m not gonna rack my sleepy mind to reminisce all good and bad memories  that I went through  in 2010 . That will be freaking long and I bet nobody is going to continue reading after two paragraphs of my UPSR essay. Kannnn??  hihihi..I prefer to summarize it in this simple line 'I have had good days in 2010, and some turned out not as pleasant as I expected, but I`m glad that I went throught them with open heart and mind'.

To cut it short, shorter and shorter, I will write things that have happened around me on 31 December 2010, yess, today . 

I woke up in the morning when it was raining very heavy outside.  As a native  of  Terengganu, I can  tell from the sound of the heavy rain which started from as early as 5am that my house area was going to be attacked by flood. And it turned out that I was right when the water has flooded the ground area of my neighbourhood at 10am.

                       

                            

If previous year, my car was almost sinking in flood when it was parked here.

                        

 

But, now, she has her own porch, I`ve got nothing to worry about when it was flooded around my house. Subsequently her owner can take her sweet time to create a new blogshop for 2011.

                          

these kids were actually dying to jump into the rain, but this screaming sister was always there monitoring.hihi

Yes, with the new year is round the corner, I feel like it`s time for me to measure how well I can do in business. Plus, I`ve met  a couple of successful lady enterepreneurs who have been so supportive to supply me the selling items in my blog. So, check out  my blogshop!!

So, the rest of the day was a sleepy day,and  I think it was due to excessive intake  of Mother`s  'pulut kuning'. Man, you are not supposed to eat plateful of pulut as if you eat plateful of rice, are you? What to do, I`ve been craving for it soooo long.Hahah.

So, it was 10 PM when I was about to go to sleep when I took some time to check my internet banking. And just to find out that due date for payment will be tomorrow, and I didn`t have sufficient money in account to pay the credit!! Dang! Like it or not, I changed my outfit ,rushed to nearby ATM machine to deposit  some cash for paying the outstanding credit. I thought the due date is 2nd Jan.I was so lousy on New Year Eve. Huhuhuhu.

Wow!!! Finally you have reached the end of  my 31st December 2010. I think I`m honoured to wish you Happy New Year!!

Paper plate- licking sight at KFC

After running some errands whole morning in one weekend, I decided to have a late breakfast at KFC. Well, if some of my old  friends wonder whether I`m still a big fan of KFC, yes I am.hihihi. So I walked in there quite early which were a few minutes after the restaurant was opened.

Lesser customers mean less crowd. Instead of going upstair to get more privacy as I always did, I opted to have my breakfast at the ground floor, near the secondary entrance of the store. This store has two separate partitions with its main entrance faces the cashiers and other staff. So whoever who wished enjoy outside food in KFC can simply walk into it using the secondary door with hassle free.

While enjoying my brunch, I noticed that a few kids entered the store through the secondary door in front of me. They were neither buying food nor bringing any from outside and rushed to the upstairs  of the  store. After finished my meal, I left my wallet, car keys and everything to wash my hand, which was just a few walks away from my table. 

When I turned to my table, I saw one of the boys suddenly appeared from the upstairs and stared to my table. I was not sure whether it was my wallets or the left-over that he was eyeing for. Then the rest of his friends follow at his back. Well, for a starving customer, there`s nothing much of the left over that was still edible. Looking in their eyes, I suspected something was not right about the boys. Perhaps they can sense of what I had noticed about them, then they acted as if interested with the toys displayed nearby. The more suspicious I was!!

So I went out from the store, glancing at my back every now and then, still curious of what they boy were up to and crossed the road to my car. I took some time to observe them from side mirror. And I saw one of them licked a KFC paper plate outside the premise. A few moments later, they entered back KFC restaurant and grab left over from my table before leaving to the shopping areas ahead from the restaurant! That was so poor sight I never thought it still exists in my hometown. I have a feeling to reach out for them, to help, but they fled too soon for me to catch them up. I was moved..huhu

Again, I missed the flight!

I think I`ve been cursed!

Well, this has nothing to do with my negligence as previous episodes. I checked in on time, yes a few minutes before counter was closed.  Normally, I left to airport from the meeting at 3.30pm, to catch  flight which is scheduled on 5 pm.

Nevertheless, my meeting this time resumed a bit late after lunch that we were forced to leave the meeting slightly later than usual,about 4pm from KLCC. The traffic was moving very slow that I experienced another version of Malaysian driver with Indian honking attitude, funny indeed!hahah.

I was getting anxious that we will be missing the flight. But, I have my collegues with me. So,there was nothing much to worry, for I won`t be alone if we missed the flight again. At least that was what I thought on the way to the airport. Confidennntttt!...

After checked in,I took some time to go to prayer room, and rushed to the boarding hall .My handphone ran out of battery, so I was not able to tell my colleagues on my whereabouts. I approached the gate less than 10 minutes before 5, only to see that an airplane just took off. There was sudden chill to the spine,

I missed it againnnn....

The staff was shocked upon knowing that there was still passenger left. Listened to their conversation,I learnt that they overlooked the number of boarding passengers, and declared to airplane crew that ALL PASSENGERS HAVE BOARDED .

One of the senior staff brought me to their duty manager to sort it out. I tried to remain my composure followed the staff with absent-minded to the main office. We bumped into another airport staff, asked his colleague what was going on. The staff told me that the announcement was done, and asked me whether I was aware or not of the announcement.I said I did not hear any.  I think he tried to be warm staff when he said

'saya pegi solat pon saya dengar announcement'

and chuckled. Look,I am good in responding to jokes except for that point of time when I snapped him

saya dalam surau, takkan saya pekak kot kalo ada announcement

His face altered and appologized.

So, we went to the office, clarified the incident to the duty manager, and finally I managed to get replacement to Kuala Terengganu about 2hours plus after the the flight to Kerteh departed. Bole laaa..so long I get to spend the weekend at home.

Lousy services of an IT consultant headquarter!

I don't need to indicate of which consultant company that I`m gonna share a story here. Suffice to say, this consultant has been the sole IT service provider to a multinational company, my employer so-to-speak.

Due to high traffic of meetings in all common venues we had, the only available meeting room for us was there, the consultant headquarter. So, I walked into the tower for the first time. I wrote my particulars on a thick log-book, no visitor pass given, fine..

Somehow, like other meeting venues we went, we expected the meeting room will be provided with internet.It turned out the room has nothing for internet connection, be it LAN plugging, let alone wi-fi! To make it worse, our meeting was delayed for almost an hour due to absence of internet. The projector was not even provided in the meeting room. Hello!!! Am I sitting in a giant general manager`s room or what? A projector should be permanently installed in the very meeting room, not expecting visitors to come and carry it into a meeting room of an (again) IT consultant HQ!


this pic was snapped at the border of two meeting rooms

 
Going to the ladies is one thing. If you enter the toilet without bringing a SPECIAL POOL TOILET  pass with you, then you`ll be stuck in there and missed out the major agenda of the meeting until the next person come to your rescue.I mean , seriously?? Plus side, the toilet is as modern as the ones we used in national sky scrapper towers, and yet, more convenient. Yes, I mean it.=)



poor lighting in sophisticated interior



The small room was so crowded with chairs, the dim lighting of the room, I can`t help from feeling suffocated throughout the day. And there were a few stand fans at each corner of the room, my goodness, is there any possibility that the aircond will run out of power at any time along 8-5? And the fans were there as stand-by ventilation?? hahah!

neighbouring towers

When the meeting was over, I felt there was a strong need for me to get much fresher air from outside, seeing much bigger space to my suffocating mind.And I decided to take a stroll with a friend at Suria KLCC. Somehow, seeing people with thousand of scene helps a lots at this point of time for me to unwind. We strolled and strolled and suddenly stopped at the sight of an array of stunning shoes and heels.  Hihi..All stressful thoughts were automatically deactivated at cashier table. How cool is that.And this is the catch of this trip.My next shoe to work.

catch of the trip, yippi!

When eyes do the talking..

She is a young, energetic and approachable. While he is married,middle-aged and quiet as far as I knew. There was one time, she and I skipped our lunch. We decided to stay at the meeting room, spent the entire lunch hour on our own to browse the high-speed internet provided.

Oh,there he was, at the corner of the room, read newspaper! Oo..ok! It was not only us  who preferred to stay around during lunch, apparently.  Every once in a while, he tried to strike conversation with her. She didn't respond to it, for the voice was so slow that I barely listened the questioned he asked her. Then only he tried again to break the silence asking  her about some job-related doubts. Aahhh..just cut the crap, man!! I can see what you are you up to!! It`s all over your face.Hahaha

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When the meeting resumed after lunch, every now and then, I caught him staring at her and even snapped picture of her!How daring is that.

And I learnt that he has once invited her for a lunch date!Test market or what??And of course, she turned it down.

On the other hand, I was once bumped into him with his wife walking together, holding hands. How romantic is that! The wife is  young, presentable and nothing less for a pretty wife, physically.

Why this kind of man never learnt to stop taking wife for granted, and stop flirting with other women when the wife wasn't around?

Somehow, I feel sorry for the poor wife.

Wallahualam...

event-friendless??

Four days of long leaves from office, with all outstanding tasks have been completed, I can`t be more than pleasant being lazy at home with nothing to worry about when these holidays is over.My auntie has taken the opportunity to hold a little engagement ceremony for her daughter.  Not little of my relatives were there for the event.  I showed up as soon as the other-side family came, joint the doa recital and dismissed, (quietly). I regard my presence as my way of cherish that moment for my cousin. I never meant to be rude or anything, but the fact that I don`t fancy crowd, and being in crowded event not appealing to me.

It is common at my home when this kinda event was organized, older relatives will come over to help at kitchen, whilst for the younger ones will keep buzying decorate stuff or goodies bag or even helping setting up the dais. And my favourite part is, being at the kitchen. Hehe!

When it comes to decorating dais, gifts or even if just watching make-up artist doing their work, it goes down to ladies interest. While this is apparent to common girls at event like this, I am buzying myself at kitchen! The fact is that I enjoy being with makcik2 at kitchen chopping onions rather than being with young relatives (notes: this is applicable only at kenduri, hihi) ..hahah..

The same goes for bigger scale event like wedding. This was happened during my younger sister`s wedding. I don`t bother much to look presentable sister of the bride, but yes, you don`t show up like some kinda woman who just lost a jackpot in front of your "concerned" makcik2, do you? So, day before, I kept myself buzy at kitchen, lend a hand whenever necessary for initial preparation before the event, scrubbing toilet(ok, this may sounds freaky. Yes I am clean-freak!)

On the day itself, I still at kitchen doing the dishes wearing, yes, presentable outfits to be captured in photos, of course! But soon after that, I rushed to the kitchen doing whatever chores which were left unattended by those excited relatives.

I am not much fancy being in the limelight of an event. That is why I don`t get offended  if I am not honoured to be the bridesmaid, even if it is for my bestfriend ( how lucky she is having  an understanding friend like me,pergghhh*just kidding*).

They say, if you want to get married soonest, volunteer yourself!!Be a bridesmaid!! Haha, the tips is not that appealing enough, apparently.

I dont know. Perhaps this is only weird part of my personality. Perhaps, there are still people with a lot worst attitude than me, I don`t care. So long I`m happy for myself, and for them, whom I celebrated, I`m in a good shape.


p/s: Is it worth to get tensed tonight watching abe Chong Wei lawan the abe lindan?? *thinking hard*