As cool as you

I had a great time discovering myself tonight. With the aide of my good friend. Its high time I put myself first. I guess it was never really in my blood to do so. I've always wanted to do things with others, nothing much on doing things alone. Having too much fun on my own makes me feel guilty. This usually leads to finding myself getting upset over excursions that did not have me as one of the guests. Typical if you consider my work cycle. My weakness would be wanting to share every fun stuff with others. I need to learn to cut loose of those nasty strings that hold me down.

Anyhoots. I want to go to at least half of the seven wonders of the world. Let's try to name them for starters shall we? And the silk road. That would be so me. Already I can see ayah teasing me saying that I look a lot like the locals. Haha.

I learnt a new phrase today, reverse culture shock.

In my eyes, you're real cool babes. Thanks for your company.

W : The right pair

.... shoes!!

On the day I left for KB, I saw a pair of these yellow yummies in Sembonia! That brand is a local brand, and I've never really given them credit since I've never worn them. But I did pay a visit to Sembonia in pavillion and where credit is due, I think their heels are comfy and had the rubber soles that help keeps us from tripping all over!

These babies are pretty cute..but a tad too bridal-y and formal for me. They've got just the right amount of spunk without going over the top.

Going whimsical is plastered all over my face, please!! I love the green and bright red contrast. Looks like the bride is going to have some serious fun.

Black pumps..no, don't see me and black pumps striking a fair deal. Well at least not on my most important day...of my life!


All pictures are obtained from the web

Jln Alor II

We had dinner at Jalan Alor again, its such a nice chilled out place. Its probably the only place on home ground that makes me feel like a tourist. Cause everyone else is looking at me funny. This time we had a smaller turnout. Azimah couldn't make it and neither could Rachel. But we had additional people tho! Woot woot. I dragged poor F along. Knowing his dread over seafood. He only ate a tiny bit and lied when I asked him if he was full. Tipu punye busuk.

The last time I was there I had a white shirt with black dots. That night I did the inverted.

The climax must have been when they opened pandora's box and ended up in fits of laughter. Oh Jalan Alor, till we meet again.

Making generations

On my trip to KB recently I was stunned and getting used to being addressed as 'Puan', which literally means Mrs. as in, married, with kids. In the flight, at the hotel concierge..even by the doorman.

Ah well, its just another couple more months before that will be officially what I am, a married missus.

Mama on the other hand is getting used to being recognized as 'Nenek'. At supermarkets, babies in trolleys would smile and call her 'Nenek!' and then smile as if making contact with an old acquaintance. Haha. Even parents of little children would push aside their son and say, 'Make way, Nenek here needs to pass by'. Haha.

How life is treating us fair and square. You wanna be a missus? Then its time that your parents are now upgraded to the next level, Nenek and Atok.