Frogs in Pots

It isn't much of a pleasant event that I'd like to replay in my mind. But as a note to jot it down for me to remind myself not to be so lazy and complacent with my surroundings. I left my esprit handbag, which was actually my mom's, my beautiful most precious Diana F+ with Penang film in it, and my shattered compact powder along with its refill kit. Damns.

It took me back to the year 2005 when our family was touring europe and I had left a plastic bag which contained my newly bought overcoat in it, only to find the car window shattered to pieces the next morning after breakfast. I shoved my face in my muffler, pretending that the cold wind was sharp on my face when really I was crying for being so careless. F would probably laugh at this, but he laughs in the face of everything except for death, I guess.

Let's learn the meaning of 'don't be like a frog in a pot.'

Silent Treatment

Last week I pushed myself to enjoy every waking hour the best way I knew how. I slept at 3 am after our family came back from Melaka to visit arwah abg ngah in Alor Gajah. And I had an early morning Broga date with Jengga and Jismin. We joined a group and none of us were really familiar with any one of them except for Syuk (the guy from our Chow Kit trip)

So you basically follow the KL-Kajang highway that has 2 tolls..either from MRR or sungai besi. And follow the road till you see most of it reading Semenyih. There will be a junction on the left that reads, Broga 500 m. You're practically there. Park in between the palm trees and you'll have to pay rm2 when you get back down.

Bring a towel, a backpack, a water bottle, a good sturdy pair of knees and propper shoes. Boy, it is steeeeep. By the time I was running out of breath and suffocating since I had stuffed nose, I was already at the plateau of peak #1. There are 4 peaks. I'll conquer the other 3 next time.

In awe, the best part of the trip was having good goofy company to keep you cheerful when you really just wanna sleep the morning off. Snapping pictures at random moments, eyeing the crowd which reeks diversity. And when you get back down home, the pictures reveal a magical transition of the daylight breaking. Awesome!

Ginger Beer

I even had the chance to squeeze in a lunch date with Naz. We had a wonderful meal at apartment. Though at first I was reluctant cause I knew the place was overcharging their customers and I could not bear the heat from sitting outside if we had chosen to dine at aseana cafe.

Thana was away at permata, and of course Sara is somewhere on the other side of the peninsular. Usually we would call them both up and do a conference. Hahaha. Happy to say I have always been present for the event, and never had them call me up to tell me how much fun they were having without me.

Thanks for Dante's Inferno!! Yeapppa. It is still gift-wrapped safely stored in my closet in KL.

Gimme Angel wings!

I enjoy surprises, and I know faliq loves surprises even more. But the thing is I pretty much suck at making it happen cause its either I'm literally not there, or I am short on resources on making it happen. Haha. Excuses excuses. For the record, the first year I was in the UK for work, last year I was offshore for the whole of January, this year I was away for my Yemen trip. Tee hee.

Thanks to cuppylicious cupcakes for entertaining my request and making it such a personalized gift!! Initially I just ordered a batch of pastel colored roses on the cupcakes, but then decided to have some fun with them and ordered things that remind me of him instead. Such a big boy of 27, the box was more for a kid turning 8 =)

Our favourite piece : the angel wings complete with the fuzzy heart and halo to match.