"Hello again to all my friends. I'm glad you came to play. Our fun and learning never ends. Here's what we did today."
why eh, why do sanitary pad makers package them in shocking pink wrappers? uh huh it's a girl thing but where is the discretion to keep them out of view when i'm rushing the 15 metres or so to the ladies? yes, sure i can use a purse to hide it but hello, leceh kan. the only purse i have in my bag which can fit it has holes so that defeats the purpose and tak cukup syarat.
what a topic to start off a new blogging week.
my cousin's engagement on saturday was a small but cosy and festive affair. the groom's side of the family came in a bus and a van. baru tunang kau. kalau sanding, bus grassland tours tak? a lot of DIY going on that day. bride had DIY makeup (very nice, i like). and erm, us cousins burst into giggles looking at the benda-benda hantaran we helped wrapping up. i swear the one with the chocolates look like hugsy, joey's stuffed penguin. we didn't include all the packets of chocolates and goodies. some had to be left out cos it was too much putting all in. i'm very glad that 'some' included ferrero rochers which we devoured in quick succession. tanpa ragu, tanpa was-was. the basket of fruits also, aiyoo.. berbiji-biji anggur jatuh ke lantai, berbiji-biji jugalah yang kita jamah. seedless okay. enak dan manis. but in the end, clingwrap to the rescue! mangos and strawberries and cherries and the remaining seedless grapes were saved from our munching jaws.
aside from the caterer being really late, everything else went along smoothly. now i can't wait for the big day itself. insya allah.
you know what else i can't wait? when one of us takes the plunge. i keep thinking on saturday, i want all of us to have all of these one day. the dresses, the taking of photos, the hantarans, the squealing over the rings. tunang or nikah, whatever. i can imagine us sebok-sebok dalam bilik pengantin, so kecoh and so busybody.
ok da eh. enough.
but it's not so much of a surprise now that nidji's bila aku jatuh cinta has been stuck in my head the whole day. one whole day and only that song. which is rare. because usually in one day my head is switched to a new tune every two hours. they can range from smoke on the water to barney's oh mister sun, sun, mister golden sun, please shine down on me.... don't mock, i'm sure you've heard it too. if you haven't, you really should cos there's nothing like barney's songs to make your day a little brighter.
"Why, that's a stuuuuuuuu-pendous idea!"
but purple dinosaurs are not as funny as yellow sponges and pink starfish.
Patrick: "Are you Squidward?"
Random Guy: "No."
*Few seconds later*
Patrick: "Are you Squidward now?"
Same Guy: "NO!!"
*guffaw*
crap. ley just told me steve irwin has died. stingray got him in the chest.
just googled. holy crap it's true. the crocodile hunter is no more.
who in the world saw that one coming. i'm inexplicably extremely sad :(
