Peri Cintaku

Last weekend I was invited to a wedding with Mama and Ayah. It was a wedding of Mama's friend's daughter. Total random, total stranger, but Mama has been reminding me since December that I MUST attend this wedding. Mkay, Mum.

There was no highlight of the wedding. I don't know the couple, I don't like the place, I don't like seated weddings, the food is not that good, it was just a night for me, until I saw this.

I was a wee bit jealous of my Mama and her girlfriends. They are all pretty and look so young albeit being in their mid 50s already. So jealous of their bond and their 'brunch with girlfriends' kinda day, everyday.

Not to mention they are so frigging rich. SOOO JEALOUS.

Me and my girlfriends will get there, we will!

ps: it's that time of the year, again. You know, the dreading e-filing. Remember, dalam rezeki kita ada rezeki orang lain. 

I can totally relate

Maybe we'll eventually drift towards the shore.

What shore? That could take months.

Better not take more than nine or else there'll be another person on this boat.

  What?
  I wasn't gonna say anything until we got back.

I'm having a baby. 

A baby? Sharon, wow.

I know, I know.

When are you due?

March.


Oh, thank God. You can still be in my wedding.
What?


Ah! I'm getting married. Tom proposed, I said yes...

Well, you were supposed to be my maid of honor, but of course I didn't hear from you.



Sharon feels too conspicuous since she's popped. So, guess what? I had to ask Tom's 51-year-old sister... who looks like Jerry Springer and doesn't like me... all because my best friend couldn't stand me being so happy.

  
Why? Why is that?
  
Because our lives were moving on and you weren't the center of attention anymore?




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Almost is never Enough

So I was talking about finding a way to heaven with my friends. I was imagining, you know, holding hands, singing shalala, hello Heaven! Little that I know, my friends, maybe are already ahead. Like this one here.

A few months ago I tweeted about having only 1 (ONE) purple shirt in my wardrobe. Look what came into my mail last week.

Not just one, but TWO purple shirts. (and btw, those scarves, are new too. Among another 7 that were in the parcel!)

Sigh. My friends are going to be like 'LOL Zac, faster!!!'

BTW keep on believing that there's something good in everyday though everyday may not be a good day.

I am almost there, 30% on my way, I hope I'll make it on time, InsyaAllah.

ps: Almost is Never Enough - Ariana Grande.

Fighter

Vocal powerhouse.

Hot supermom.

Childhood idol.

In a private party.

Never in my life I thought I could afford this. Let alone for free.

Thanks for making me a fighter.

Faces that are always with me to concerts and stuff. InsyaAllah one day we all will find our ways together to heaven okayh!

Genie In A Bottle

My brother kinda had a bad week, called my mum and all (crybaby much!! hehe) So I figured a dinner treat would do him good.

Ask him where he wanna go, he didn't have any idea, so I asked if he wanted to go to Chili's.

Then he replied, 'Waw, Chili's! What's the occasion kak?'

WHAT'S THE OCCASION to eat at Chilis??? Haha. That shows how much his sister LOVESSS to buy him dinenr treats, like, almost NEVER.

Gotta make new impression, maybe buyyy my brothers more fooddsss hehe

I Miss You

Taken from asmanasa.com. Can someone please get this verified?

The night when the prime minister broke the most devastating news, I was at a friend's place. We both were numb, lost of words, clueless, deepened with sadness and frustration, never knew this could be real.

The next day we realised the world is grieving with us, it wasn't raining but it certainly wasn't a bright sunshiny day. The radio keep on playing surah from the Quran and when they are not, the keep them in slow numbers. I somehow think this song gives the most effect.

Everytime, everytime it's playing, I can't help but to feel a lil bit lost inside.

I am just like everyone else, I'm still in denial state, still wishing for miracle and stuff.

Still, prepared for the worst.

Just, Al-Fatihah.

Love Is an Open Door

Finally, after berbulan-bulan Nana and Amalin tried to convince me to watch Frozen, Maryam managed to do it in one day.

Spent a whole afternoon with Cikyong and Ciktim and Che Hani khatam Frozen 3 kali. Yup. The power of a screaming girl.

But, but, this is sweeeeeeet hehehe.