shuey's thoughts

2012

2012-01-19T13:54:00.000+08:00

2012 begun like 18 days ago. Well, hello! 19.1.2012. Alone on a lunch break in my room over sausage (i swear tastes similarly to 1901), small packet of cadburry bytes and nestle bliss (the one that cleans my bowel system. TMI, right?)

This time one year ago, I was struggling at a new working environment managing a small army of subordinates. Today, standing at 9 months into new working environment after the last new working environment, alhamdulillah I am adapting and adjusting well.

2011 was nothing but eventful from working dilemma and struggles, to getting married to the same dude I've been seeing for the past 8 odd years, to discovering what I am really capable off be it positively and negatively.

2011 made me wiser. 2011 made me stronger. 2011 made me make mistakes which I would remember for life. 2011 thought me WHAT matters and WHAT doesn't. 2011 thought me WHO matters and WHO doesn't.

Here is to 2012 albeit 19 days later to a better year, to making me wiser, to making me stronger, to be as eventful as 2011. Insya Allah.

And i Quote:

2011-11-23T14:25:00.000+08:00

"Words

I noticed something today. That some people, enjoy killing other people's dreams, or visions. Although unintentionally, they actually do through their very few words and innocent faces. We shouldn't sweat the small things, but small words, we should. Words carry real meanings, hence the presence of dictionaries. Never think that words are just words. They really affect one's world.

And words can also cure. They can be the birth of life-impacting innovations, of big changes for the world. The impossible and possible happen from a mindset. And mindsets, are developed through the words we speak and we tell to ourselves. When others speak about impossibility, I prefer closing my ears. When I believe, I believe. Have faith, friends..:)"

Taken from here

So wise and so true.

Home Sweet Home

2011-10-15T17:01:00.000+08:00

I am a believer of zen and coziness. Zen means something clean, simple, non cluttered. Coziness means a space which is livable and does not scream "DON'T TOUCH!"

For the first 24 or 25 years of my life, I shared room with my sister which was big enough to fit us two without our butts bumping into each other. Then the house went under renovation and we each got our own room. Prior to getting married, my room was faaaarrr cry from cozy, almost always messy and retained its teenage vibe. Now, my our room is my favorite part of my parents house. It was fun transforming the room. From Single bed to Queen bed. From wall paper to plain paint and wall sticker.

Soon we'll be baby sitting sister's newly bought crib and i am super duper excited to be dressing it up albeit minimally and temporarily since our house will only be ready in 2013.

We're both such homebodies that we'd rather stay in rather than brave amongst the many shopping mall goers. Syam is pretty stoked with the idea of moving to our own place so that he can invite his friends over to just lepak. Family of course not excluded. *Need. To. Brush. My. Cooking. Skills.* Therefore, having a cozy house is essential! Found www.smallspacestyle.blogspot.com through this practicing lawyer cum blogger cum DC maker (gile multitasker ah!=)) and I've been hooked since! Just look at the space ideas below. All are inspiring.

Those are just some ideas of how pretty a kitchen and a toilet could be for such small space. All inspiring! I am keeping the kitchen photos as reference point for a possible kitchen make over since our house-to-be will not be a bungalow but just a decent two storey terrace house. I love how space saving a toilet can be ,serving dual function with a washing machine in it? Awesome, right!

Say hello to my new obsession, house decoration! :)

This thing called L.O.V.E #2

2011-10-12T23:45:00.001+08:00

Shue obsessed

2011-10-09T22:23:00.000+08:00

picture taken from here

Hello pretty thang. Anyone seen similar to these beaut anywhere? Please do tell. Its Pweeetyyy. I am after all, shuey.shoe.love. read: shoe obsessed!

Decor Inspired

2011-10-09T17:42:00.002+08:00

I am a frequent reader of www.proudduck.com. Her recent post caught my eyes and interest. It was on her best friend's wedding. On how her best friend did everything from A-Z. If I were to ever ever turn back time, I'd like to try and emulate her wedding. It was just breathtakingly gorgeous. Just look at that wall decoration (and her gorgeous gorgeous tiered dress. GORGEOUS!!) hand made from tissue paper. Genius and cost saving!

Reading through, her best friend did the flowers based on MADE tutorial. I was then instantly inspired by this image:

And so, I made my very own version of wall flower.

That is how my Sunday was spent. The End. =)

Fickle minded

2011-10-08T23:37:00.002+08:00

I know I've been ranting about the miss-events of my wedding for few months now.

25.9.2011 ago, we turned 6 months into marriage.

Upon looking back at photos and video, the post marriage ranting I've been on was unnecessary.

Looking back, it was actually how I imagined and wanted it to be.

That explains the nonchalant bride I was.

I was just purely ecstatic to be married.

It is weird sometimes how I wish to have the life of others when the truth is the life that I'm living now is exactly what I envisioned it to be.

I just got to be less fickle minded. more thankful of everyday I wake up breathing, with a husband by my side, loving family (including drama and all), a roof over our head, a job stabil enough for splashes of luxury once in a while and just the opportunity to experience life as it is.

Photos updated. Yeap, looking back. It was just how I imagined it to be. <3

Wordless Wednesday (NOT)

2011-09-28T18:01:00.000+08:00

This moment I miss. Before the solemnization. Surrounded by those who are very dear and close to me. Nothing less than laughter through out the make up session.

See the girl on the left? She's my MUA cum soul sister. Getting married this very weekend. Excited! =)

Fitting In

2011-08-28T12:48:00.000+08:00

Just the other day I twitted about the importance of having a sense of a belonging to an organization.

The same I guess for life in general.

Some has no trouble fitting in.

Some struggle.

Some just 'think' they fit in because they 'think' they are all that when in fact they are really just wannabees trying way too hard to fit in.

Some dress to the nines, eat at fabulous eateries, hang at cool joints and announcing it publicly on social networks screaming 'i am like so super cool, right'.

But who doesn't do that in this age of technology, right?

Difference of a naturale and wannabees who does all that; is the former is a naturale, naturally while the latter announce it to seek attention and affirmation that yes, they are cool.

The latter also tends to belittle others who doesn't dress like how they dress, eat at where they eat and hang at cool joints where they hang.

They are too cool for 'normal' people.

Somehow the wannabees forgets that you can try to be all that BUT less a shining personality, one is really just nothing to the eyes of others.

Beauty is really really skin deep. Plus humility. Plus kindness. Only then one is deserving to be awed and admired at.

On that note, I end this post with a snippet of maria elena's post on being chopped as hijabinista. I think her writing was bulls-eyes-fabulous -

"fashion is fun to follow too, i get it, but it's making us lose focus.
for example, we go online and we look at lookbook to know what's the latest trends. we get inspired, we hurriedly head on to a shopping mall or blogshop and hang around looking for that piece of clothing we pictured. then we spend money. sometimes distracted punya pasal, solat tak khusyuk. sometimes nak sangat baju tu, sampai solat pun tinggal. the same goes to modelling.

fashion becomes an obsession. modelling becomes a passion.
beautification becomes a necessity.

muka bogel takde eyeliner pun dah rasa resah. dapat gambar photoshoot, rasa bangga sampai upload merata-rata (blog, tumblr, facebook, twitter, etc) expecting people to tell you how good you're looking. parallel to that, jadi riak, and riak is salah satu attributes yang Allah SWT hina.
*slaps myself real hard*"

Engaged To Be Married

2011-08-05T10:25:00.001+08:00

It is interesting to note the past few months I've been hearing news on engaged couples breaking up. I am not here to judge anybody. I am just penning my thoughts on how to avoid such circumstances as it will not only hurt the couple but more often than not it'll hurt the family more.

Marriage is never a funny thing. It is always a serious matter. One should never get engaged/married just because everyone else seems to be doing it. I would say, you got to be prepared mentally, spiritually, financially and physically. But it does not mean a girl needs to wait for the boy FOREVER until and unless all 4 criterias are 100% go.

I said be PREPARED. Not that you are expected to be all that when you decide to go to the next level.

Sometimes, over driven by lust and emotions, couples decides to tie the knot quicker than the qadhi can say 'sah'. Overlooking the be PREPARED part.

When one is not properly prepared, again overdriven by emotions, couples (or one of the other) decides to break it off without thinking the consequences and implications to them and of course to the family. Yes, boys and girls, when couples decides to get engaged/married, you both get engaged/marry each family.

However, this does not apply to couples breaking it off due to physical and emotional violence or financial issues. If any of it occurs, red alert, please leave before it is all too late.

I am just saying, if the reason for breaking it off can be resolved by giving each other enough time to cool down and need be, parents intervention, please do so.

For the 8 months syam and I got engaged, there were numerous occassion that we wanted to break it off for reasons I should not tell. It was nothing petty I assure you but non the less, solvable. Again, my pandora-of-experience-mother came to the rescue by telling US, not just ME to be patient and think of the implications/consequences of the decision we're about to make. Sometimes, after not only days but weeks of cooling off, everything gets back to normal and we're back on track. Alhamdulillah.

So, yeah. Even at the engagement stage, each must give respect and each must tolerate. If you can't even do that, there is so much more waiting when both are married. As how my-married-soul-sisters said, whatever problems married couple is facing at the early stage of marriage, that is JUST the tip of the ice berg. Both gotta be strong and not be carried away with emotions. And again MOTHER said, the key is PATIENCE.

What I'm trying to say is really this, if both decides to comit to get engaged to be married, please think wise and long before making the comitment. Though we really don't know what the future holds, what is our takdir at the end of the day, we got to exhaust all means and efforts and then seek for HIS guidance.

The same I pray for syam and I. For Allah to bless our marriage and protect us from any harm and wrong decisions. We are not perfect, never are, never will be.

Wallahualam.

Ukur Baju Di Badan Sendiri

2011-08-01T12:37:00.002+08:00

A couple of days ago, had an impromptu mother-daughter talk.

I queried mother how she and father survived financially while at the same time managed to provide more than enough for us siblings.

She also often tell stories of buying jewelleries for her mother, sending money home, buying furnitures for her parents when she just started work. Mind you, at the same time she had to also pay for her own car, house rental, food, gas, etc.

Both the parents are government servants by the way. Not corporate persons by any means. I remembered growing up, we were treated with good food, pretty wears (internationally branded) and (good) hotel holidays, locally and internationally. But there were also days I remembered throwing tantrum wanting something(s) soo much but the parents just ignored. They didn't pamper us. They provided enough. They even managed to save us monies for OUR rainy days.

Here I am, a government servant too albeit husband is in the private sector. Combined income, we can't even afford to do half she and father achieved at our age. I still cannot afford to buy mother jewelleries, let alone buying furnitures. But Alhamdulillah, we manage to give some monthly contribution to the parents. It has always been my intention to give back to my parents if not all but some that they've invested in/for me.

So, mother let the secret out. Back then, when they didn't have much, they made do with what they have. They lived on their own. They scouted cheap furnitures at furniture exhibition which lasts until now. They eat in. They didn't splurge. They only had my eldest sister after three years into marriage. The first 3 years, they saved.

What's important, she said "ukur baju di badan sendiri". She wasn't influenced by anyone. She pretty much did her own thing. Followed her own pace. Their own pace.

Thank you mother for the priceless advice. This is just one advice out of the many she's given. She's a pandora of experience.

On the 31st of July 2011, they turned 34 in marriage life. Out of 34 years, I witnessed 28 years of it. They like others are not perfect couple. But they've been nothing but good role models to the siblings and I.

Now, the father is passing good vibes to syam. The same he told syam when he told me when I was 12, "travel the world as it will open your mind".

Couldn't ask for a better family, dramas and meltdowns included. Alhamdulillah.

wordless wednesday

2011-07-20T22:40:00.000+08:00

Soul Mate

2011-07-20T21:57:00.001+08:00

In all honesty, I never believed in the term soul mate. Syam and I are two separate individuals who are different in so many ways. We don't finish each others sentences. Heck, sometimes we had to go through battles just to get the other to spill what is really on each mind.

Until tonight.

I was feeling down for the past few days for reasons even I couldn't fathom. Syam respected and gave me space. Tonight, I snuggled up to him, started to break down and cry. Hard. He hugged me tight and started to list down everything that was subconsciously bothering me. I knew he hit bulls eyes as at each point, I cried harder re affirming what I was bothered with these past few days.

I didn't have to tell him. He knew. And he made it all better by just giving me space, hugging me tight and telling me he knows.

By just doing that, I understood what soul mate means.

Thank you Allah for granting this jodoh to me, to us. May this jodoh will be under His blessings and lasts for eternity.

I love you syam. My husband. My friend. My enemy. My soul mate. Sampai bila-bila.

Mid-levels Escalator, Hong Kong, 2011

The Power Of People Influence

2011-06-27T11:20:00.001+08:00

Last Saturday was spent earlier at Chic Pop Market at Jaya One and later to KLCC for GLC Open Day.

Chic Pop was uber fun for my eyes feasted upon crafty stuffs, dirt cheap accessories, shoes and bags. The shopaholic devil in me gave way to a bag, bracelet and natural soap. Tsk tsk. Mother and sister didn't quite help. They became the devil's advocate instead of my money guardian. Tsk tsk some more.

GLC Open Day was quite interesting but still left me feeling them who befits the GLCs are only those who are yuppie-snooty-sort. If you're NOT ALL that, then forget to be part of the corporate empire. Disturbing, I know.

Anyway, want to know the similarities of these two different events? It was filled with some true hijabi fashionistas and some hijabi-fashionistas-wannabes. All wanting to appear hip and cool like them Scarflet and of course, who else, Hana Tajima.

Don't get me wrong. I've nothing against them people. It is just so amazing how the public at general can be so much influenced and dare I say obsessed with the phenomenan that these people bring. I am not an exception. Guilty to a certain extend BUT i am NOT obsessed. I know my borderline.

There are so many people wanting to be someone else for the beauty they possess. For the wealth they carry. But what about wanting to be someone elese for their brain and intelligence. I want that.

Say hello to thespasmodicscribbler. I came to know about this smartypants blogger through one of those bride blogger link. From her writings, it is so clear that this bride to be is a career driven woman who plans and manages her financial well. Read up her post on "The Day We Got The Keys To Our 1st House". While others save up to get that designer bags, shoes, clothes to stay in trend. I am guilty as charged. This sheer genius saved up to buy a house with her fiance'. Her determination and self control amazed me. I wish I was all that. I always look forward to reading her new posts. Nothing shallow. Just simple good english on her life. Talk about the power of people influence. TSS, as how I fondly address her is one good influence example.

Besides TSS, I love reading the knot. Young accomplished persons. Envy much. But in a good way. The term 'paradigm shift' have long been sold but I don't see much shifting in the younger generations (including yours truly). All wanting to be hipper, trendier. All for the wrong reasons.

Now, where is that paper and pen. I have to re-set my goals. This time. For the right reasons. Insya Allah.

The haunted dais

2011-06-21T12:45:00.002+08:00

If it is not apparent enough, I've been ranting and rambling about how ugly both my dais were. Equally for house and hall. I regretted for not listening to my mother to opt for a complete package from the caterer. I was afraid that they would not be able to pull a clean, simple with a touch of elegant dais.

Ex-brides and bride-to-be's can attest how ridiculously expensive can dais' be. We (the mother and I) agreed that it will be a waste of money to spend thousands of ringgit over something which would only be used for mere few hours. The unfortunate thing in Malaysia is, not many vendors can conceptualize how clean, simple with a touch of elegance is supposed to be like and do it reasonably priced. They seem to like the idea of a more meriah a dais is, the better and of course with that, mahal! Even if there are such vendors (i know there are a few) that can understand the whole idea of simplicity with a touch of elegance, it comes with a hefty price. I remembered going to one of the kerja kahwin exhibition where i fell absolutely in love with this one dais. It had green backdrop with orchid flowers 'floating' at the back. It was screaming "me!!" since I super love colors and the dais looked different than normal which is again so ME. Unfortunately, mother thought it was too pricey. Since she's paying, I just had to let it go. We never revisited that vendor. I am sure had we the time to compare prices and service, she would in the end agree to go for the other vendor. To be honest, it was not pricey at all. I thought for the service and expertise that they can offer, the rate was fairly reasonable. Oh well, the vendor I was talking about is Precious Moments. They do not have a blog/website. But if you google them up, there are reviews on their services.

So, anyways, the reason I'm writing this is because -

numero uno, I cannot get over the fact that both dais' was ugly and so outdated.;
Second, as i perused the vendor-who-did-my-dais's fb page, my heart literally dropped (and felt like it was squeezed) to see so many other dais after me, that the vendor executed beautifully.

I remembered when the vendor came over and asked me what my concept was and when I said I wanted something simple, clean but elegant, she gave me the disbelief look. I of all people should know that was a BAD sign. Since my mind was so messed up with work and majorly pleasing the parents with how and what the wedding should be like, the vendor and I only managed to sitt down and talk a week before my wedding reception. Madness. I know. Prior to that, the vendor e-mailed me photos of dais that the vendor said was the current trend. Another BAD sign as the dais in the photos looked ewww, so NOT me. Truth be told, mother had a bad feeling about the vendor since the vendor DID NOT attempt to contact me for a meet up until the very last minute. I know I should've done my part. But it would be a plus point for vendors to initiate since it is the service they're trying to sell. Mother did suggest, why not cancel and just ask the caterer to whip up something for both home and hall. The ever degil me refuse to listen and insisted that we stick to the plan. Partly because some money has been deposited into the vendor's account. Also because I was somehow conviced, I'll get the dais that I imagined it to be.

When we sat down and talked, I specifically said I didn't want any panel sorta dais both for home and hall. I wanted a simple white back drop for both. We actually googled up flora.etc to get inspiration and came to an agreement that the nikah dais would be white and pink back drop and two fresh flowers by the side. Nothing extravagant . For the hall, we came up with concept of using tree twigs as decoration. The vendor was going on to say we can put different colors to light up the back drop as how the others are doing now to minimalize the use of props on stage. I suddenly got excited and was looking forward to the reception day as the whole idea was different than normal. SO ME RIGHT! I remembered texting soul sisters bongok miera/ein how excited I was with the whole concept and how i was looking forward to both nikah and the reception day.

Imagine the dissapointment when -

first, the vendor came at 12.30 a.m. to fix the nikah dais when we mentioned it would be used for khatam in the morning. The vendor did not even attempt to say they'll be THAT late. Initially they say they'll come by at night but not THAT LATE. I had to text the vendor numerous time to ask when will they fix the nikah dais;
two, they came with fake flowers but said they'll change it to fresh flowers the following morning. I thought that was very unprofessional;
three, when they fixed the dais, it was UGLY and so not how I wanted it to be. But I was too tired to be bothered. After all, it is only for nikah and there is no way anything could be fixed. To get into a fight on the morning of my nikah day was just too tiring. I let go and ignored.
four, when they came with the fresh flowers after the khatam, the colors were NOT as how we discussed and the arrangement was so wrong and looked flat. the fake flowers suited the whole concept better. again, i felt no used making huge fuss. I was getting married at 5 p.m. that same day.

credits to afnan omar

fifth, upon checking the reception dais on the morning of reception, the stage was bare. not covered. tape marks and the ugly color of the stage outdo the whole dais decor. i specifically text the vendor few days before the reception day to remind the vendor to cover the stage with white cloth. the small stairs leading to up to the stage was uncovered too. mother had to rush to kamdar upon advice from the caterer to get yards and yards of cloth to cover the stairs and stage. fyi, when i immediately called the vendor to fix the ugly, the vendor actually said they didnt have enough cloth to cover the stage. but they came later to cover it anyway. grrr. the caterer did the ruffled-look small stairs.
sixth, there were no colored lights to highlight the white back drop. just a couple of ugly annoying yellow stage light. the back drop was secured ugly-ly (if there is such a word). there were not twigs branch on the stage. only twigs at the entrance and the sides of the red carpet.

The only thing i liked about the whole decor for reception was the main table and the twigs hanged with orchids at the sides of the red carpet. It was so clear the dais was horrendously ugly even the OP didnt take complete photo of the dais. Just snippets of it here and there. Here are some of the pics from the OP.

credits to Fad Manaf

credits to afnan omar

Yes, it was something different. But it was way too simple and badly executed. Fyi, the two red pillows, the hand fan, the tepak at the front, carpet and bunga pahar are from home. Some of you might say, it didn't look too bad. That is because the OP was smart at taking good angles. Oh btw, the vendor was amazed with the bunga pahar my mother single handedly made. The vendor even wanted one as sample for her to make for potential clients. Pfft.

True that we didn't pay extravagant amount for the above but it does not justify one to deliver poor service. Only if the vendor was more meticulous and more particular with how arrangements were made, we would be happier. Even if the vendor could've suggested that things will look better if we added on some more money, we would have obliged. Siapa yang tak suka cantik kan? But it felt like the vendor was uninterested and did everything half-heartedly.

All of the above could be avoided if the followings were done;

harrased the vendor for appointments and follow up frequently;
be very meticulous and specific in what I wanted and put it all in writing (of all people, a lawyer should know bettter right?);
supervised them setting up the dais and made sure it was done as how it was agreed;
went to hall how ever late it was to supervise the whole setting up to minimalize damage and heart ache. I didn't do that because I was just too tired.

So dear bride to be's, please take note of all the above to avoid getting heart aches and heart burns like what I am having now. Make time from work or if you can't do just that, get someone close that you trust to assist you in getting things done. Yes, all the above are merely material and nothing spiritual but when you pay someone for a/any service, you expect nothing less than good service from them. Or else, might as well not hire them or do anything in the first place. I think that was what that got me riled up immediately after all reception was over and done with.

I was more relaxed and more in love with husb reception where there was no dais, no red carpet. Greeted with few shows of good silat. Then accompanied with gendang music all the way to the decorated main table with good kampung food.

Less is definitely more. To the vendor, my mother said to me don't hold grudges. In mother's own words, "Memaafkan dapat pahala. Allah akan balasnya".

To my sisters, when you guys get married, I promise I'll be the wedding planner from hell and you guys will get the most awesome-est reception that I didn't quite get. Love much!

Shhh...

2011-06-16T17:00:00.001+08:00

Things have been relatively quiet these days. Everyone is doing their own thang. I don't seem to know anymore.But that's only because, I'm twitter sober remember? I've never felt this calm. Not knowing what others do. It's actually therapeutic. Wee. =)

Only when I got really bored, i log in to twitter via twitter for bb. Even then, nothing much's goin on. Same ol' same ol'

Syam just picked up our nikah certificate. I know right, we're going into our third month of marriage. Only now we can show the world we're legally married under the Syariah laws of Malaysia. Not that we couln't care less, we just didn't have the time. Now we can watch midnight movies without the lil inkling feeling that I always have on 'what if there is a raid and we don't have proof on us that we're married'. lol. But so far, we've checked in hotels without having to show proof that we're married. That should be a good thing, right? Wrong! That means we looked old enough to be married. Boo! But then, prolly because I still had henna on my nails. Okay. I'm consoled.

Married life has been interesting thus far. 2 months plus young and we already had our own little drama moments, funny moments, blissful and blessed moments.

I've cooked for him.

He's been leading prayers whenever we're both at home.

We've been out on midnight dates.

We went on our own travel escapade, albeit locally. Tapi adventurous and fun!

We bought our first property together. *smiles*

He bought me flowers. The first time EVER!

and many many other eventful moments.

Marriage is nothing perfect. There are days where we feel like pulling each other's hair (and later make up. that's the fun part. ;)) There are also days where nothing can go wrong and nothing went wrong (i call it perfect days). But that is just what marriage is all about. It is nothing close to purely sex as how the OWC seem to think.

It's about compromising. It's about adapting. It's about learning. It's about patience.

What Syam and I have is not perfect but it is almost what I imagined it to be and I wouldn't change it for the world.

Here's to many many more years to come. May we grow old together, never got tired of each other and love each other for eternity. Insya Allah. Amin.

twitter sober

2011-06-10T09:54:00.000+08:00

Hi, my name is shueyshoelove.
I use to be twitter obsessed that I have to check twitter updates every 5 seconds.
Until I started to get annoyed with some twitter feeds by some people whom I follow.
I unfollowed them bunch.
The obsession continues.
Until I realized twitter was sucking the life of me.
I started to get paranoid when I shouldn't. I started to feel all conscious when I shouldn't. I was glued to the phone.

The annoyance of random-ridiculous-full-of-pride-hypocritical-thoughts-some-aimed-at-making-others-feel-smaller-feeds made me go insane.

So I decided to leave it all behind.
I deleted twitter handle on my phone.
I've been twitter free for 3 days now.

Now I am sober.

This is my story.

I feel so much free.

Wordless Wednesday #2 - This Thing Call LOVE =)

2011-06-01T14:55:00.002+08:00

Room Idea

2011-05-09T13:38:00.000+08:00

picture taken from here

Guess where it'll be. =)

extremely suhweet!

2011-05-09T10:30:00.001+08:00

I've got post wedding syndrome.

Getting ideas to decorate muh room via wedding blogs featuring vintage weddings. Weird i know!!

Came across the below picture. Super super sweet!

picture taken from here

My Wedding Funnies - Behind the Scene I

2011-04-21T17:27:00.000+08:00

I call it funnies instead of flaws because all is in the past and upon recalling each instance, it is funny and remains to be funny.

Funny how I envisioned my wedding to be a garden one to how my mother envisioned my wedding to be a grand house reception to how my father placed his veto power to have it at TTDI Community Hall. Funnier that the hall turned out better than how I envisioned it to be not leaving the guests hot and sweaty from the extreme weather outside. The red carpet was proper in place. The wall to wall carpet did not look dirty or stained. The dais story will come later. Hold on to your horses.

Funny how I thought my research and decisions made with regards to all my wedding dresses and dais was right and perfect. I have no qualms with the wedding dresses except that some tweaking could’ve been done to make the dress more visible in the pictures. Like how the blings on the dress should’ve been real diamante beads instead of ironed on diamante and how the TTDI reception dress could’ve been better shaped by adding a ribbon or bow to accentuate my curve. The tweaking could’ve been done had I not received my dresses on the very same day of both nikah and reception. Nikah dress was sent at 7 ish a.m. and reception dress was sent at 12 a.m. ish. Other than the minor tweaks could’ve/should’ve been made, I was generally happy with the outcome of the dresses and veils. Yes, I was a calm bride to be.

Funny that the groom’s attire could’ve turned into MAJOR disaster but we managed to damage control it. Funny also that the groom-to-be managed to return back from Perlis a day before he was suppose to head back home. He is from Kuala Lipis by the way. Had he not able to do so, his groom attire would be all big and color mix matched. We will then NOT be called Raja Sehari. More like Clowns Sehari. And we’ll cover it up by saying, “didn’t y’all know, our wedding theme was CLOWN yo!” and laughed it all off. And still I was a calm bride to be back then. All I did was called my mother and said it’s going to be a huge disaster as the color for his baju melayu and my reception dress is all mix matched and not right. Even more funny, his accessories that we rented like 2 months earlier DID NOT jive with both our attires. We damaged control some more by renting new accessories at a different shop. Even then, I was not convinced that we will look all pretty and handsome. Mind you, I didn’t have my reception dress back then to really see how both attires will look side by side. Everything was on ad hock basis. Still, I was calm and composed and just letting it go only because he said, whatever happens we will still be married and all these are for a mere while. Hilariously funny that my biggest fear for the day turned out superbly awesome as the colors for both our outfits matched. His accessories perfect. We became Raja Sehari. =)

Still on the topic of wedding attire, funny that head gears for both nikah and reception dress was bought a day before my Nikah is scheduled. Suicidal some might say. But as I’ve explained, I didn’t have any of my dresses at that point in time. I only had photographic memory of the dresses, a piece of cloth from my reception dress lining and syam’s accessory and bull dozed through Jalan TAR with Soul Sister Miera looking for the right color and type of head gears to match with the dresses. About one and a half hour later, we found what was hoped to perfectly match the dresses. Read ON.

After the Khatam Quran on the Nikah day, the BFFs and soul sisters was around to make me up and stay for the nikah later in the evening (MUA was one of my soul sisters). Anways, funny the bffs and soul sisters thought the veil, head gear and Nikah dress didn’t match but was afraid to tell me. Like I couldn’t read their body language, right. Also it was funny that I didn’t have the right inner garment to be worn with my Nikah dress and the BFFs ended rushing to One Utama to get me one. I promised you it was ALL funny right. And all these time, I was calm as a sleeping cat. Not LYING. And everything turned out OKAY! I got my wavy veil effect. I got the right inner garment. The color discrepancy between the veil, head gear and dress was NOT apparent. Yay!!

Oh! I almost forgot. The funniest incident for the Nikah must have been the fact that the groom and entourage was 1 hour early. Though early, everyone was getting acquainted with each other. The only restless bunch was the photographers and the videographers. The silver lining to that was I had enough time to calm myself down and plenty of time for us girls to camwhore in the room. See, everything happened for a reason. No use frowning and pulling those sexy lips of yours. Have awesome friends like mine around and I promise you’ll be a super calm and composed bride.

At one lafaz, I was married to Syamnoromzi Osman. It was an awesome feeling. 8 years of relationship literally flashed through my eyes and mind. The happy times, the fights, the crying and the one time breaking up brought us to where we are now. Husband and Wife.

Me is LoVeS me Husband.

More is to Come. In the Next post. =)

Wordless Wednesday #1

2011-04-20T11:11:00.000+08:00

Afnan Omar

L.O.V.E

2011-04-14T23:42:00.000+08:00

pictures by Afnan Omar

All pictures pretty much sums up the mixture of feelings i had during the akad nikah. Nervous witnessed by soul sisters and literally best friends for life, finally married and so in LOVE.

Blessed and blissfully married. Picture says a thousand word; true that. It may be at no frill (though monetarily, it was ALL FRILL. grateful to parents. *tear*) but I was truly happy.

Minus the dais fiasco. Yes, I'm still hung up on that. Just let me be. Tee hee.

captured

2011-04-14T19:26:00.000+08:00

picture by Afnan Omar

super major LOVE

My No Frills Wedding

2011-03-29T11:17:00.003+08:00

A friend said that she liked that my wedding was a no frill wedding. My mom's friend congratulated her for holding a "tidak membazir" majlis.

Yes, the wedding was so simple. Even I was surprised. But everything went well non the less. Alhamdulillah, I am now married.

The make up was awesome. Family support was superb. BFF and soul sisters super awesome. All wedding dresses and veil met my expectation and wants. Food was good. Photographers fab. Videographers awesome.

Friends attest that I was a calm bride. And I think I was. *pats self on the back* No use screaming and pull an ugly face. It is just not worth it.

EXCEPT for the Reception Day when I went berserk after seeing the horrendous dais and hand bouquet. Thank god for family (especially cousin Ina) and friends (especially mynn, melati and ein) who convinced me to just go through the day and get it over and done with. And we DID. pheww.

It was my bad. I lack time to focus on the little details. If there is any regret, that is just it.

I am now itching to get MORE photos from the photographer and snippets of SDE nikah video from the videographer.

taken from fab photographer's page

For now, I can write a book on What Not To Do For Wedding Preparation and How To Be A Calm Bride.

Other than the hulla balloo balloos, being married to syam is just too cute. Because he is just too cute. =)

=)

2011-03-18T17:55:00.002+08:00

shots from (my.ehem) fab photographer

No silly. That's NOT me!

But one week from now, Insya allah.

Imma excited.

Finally.

Hahaha.

Have a fab weekend peeps.

It's my last as a single LADY!

HOMAIGOD.

SCREAM!!

Lost soul

2011-03-04T08:13:00.000+08:00

Exactly what i said to a superior upon seeking her advise and guidance.

Lost soul because I shrivel into this unknown person.

Lost soul because I don't know where I'm heading.

Lost soul because everything is overwhelming.

Some say I can easily adapt to any situation.

Simply said, throw me into a sea of crocodile and I'll survive through and through.

I say, all those are myths.

I don't know where I gained my courage before.

I don't know where I gained my strength before.

I don't even know who I am now.

Fear of the unknown they said. They dismissed my plea.

Now is no longer unknown. The fear is apparent.

My premonition was right. My instinct was right. My gut is right.

Speaking all these here takes off the burden i feel on my shoulder. I feel lighter. At least for a bit. And thank goodness it's Friday. I shall not cry today.

A lil something that tickled my tummy and gave me some hope -

"Shuhadah. It is a priority to me when one is not happy in one's post. Let me digest this and see if I can find the torch light first and shine it to you"

Happy weekend everyone.

Exactly 21 days more until I am a wife. And the husband to be is not anywhere near here to comfort me. He is away. Working. Not in another country. But far enough for me to see him.I miss him.

To avoid conflict

2011-02-26T14:44:00.000+08:00

I h.i.d.e.
Thank goodness for this huge bed.
And internet connection.
I find solace in my own room.
Room which will be shared with husband-to-be.
One month from now.
So much of not caring how things should go.
I actually do care.
So much of parents not bothered with how things should go.
They actually care.
This.is.no.fun.

super like!

2011-01-14T18:30:00.000+08:00

Radzi & Alia from John Hafiz on Vimeo.

Visualize

2011-01-14T16:50:00.001+08:00

And I quote,

"Aren't you the nicest thing on earth..

I visualized and believed everything would be perfect for me that day - indeed it was. I visualized and believed I will look and feel that happy that day - and I was at my happiest.

Know that the man of our dreams IS ALREADY MARRYING us and he will be all ours that day onwards.

Know we deserve him, this blessing and this happiness - no matter what veil, dress, dais and we can have either all the flowers in the world - or just a bouquet, our happiness will transpire in our photos (and they last forever, and so will our marriage - if we visualize and believe so)!

Your becoming husband is very husband to be married to someone so kind with her words and I'm very sure with her hearts too.

My love and best wishes to your big day.."

Her respond to my post. Thank you Ninie Ahmad for your wise words. What she said is so very true. We need to visualize and believe that things will go as how we want it to be. IMHO, a lot bride or bride to be(s) forget that. I don't want to look all 'muka ketat' on my Day. I want to be smiling from ear to ear.

Here's to visualizing and believing that MY day will be perfect. =)

Dais inspired

2011-01-14T15:16:00.000+08:00

picture taken from here

How NOT to LOVE her simple mini dais. The back drop looked like rain drops with 2 floating-like-flower arrangements on each side. Accompanied by my guess 2 most important ladies in her life (mother on her right?), the picture looked perfect. I'm sure it was perfect for her.

I am hoping that the exact same shot would be captured on my solemnization day. I don't want anyone else BUT my mother to be by my side holding my hand when Syam takes his akad.

Her dais and hantaran arrangements is by Flora etc. Again, if you have the money to splurge, I'm sure they won't be disappointing. Simple with a touch of elegance. Less is indeed more. Much much more.

Simplest Pleasure

2011-01-13T17:19:00.000+08:00

Is when we played hangman together while waiting for HIV test result;
Is when we had serious talk over late lunch after HIV test;
Is when we strolled around one utama on a weekday after HIV test reminded of our studying dating days;
Is when we planned of taking random annual leave for ad hock road trips;
Is watching the idiot box together at home after HIV test;
Is knowing that Insya Allah in 2 months time, I'll be your wife and you'll be my husband.
Bliss.

p/s: Oh. Tips for b2b on the HIV test, please please make appointment by calling up any Klinik Kesihatan Kerajaan as they only entertain by appointment and not walk in. =)

grins

2011-01-09T21:01:00.001+08:00

Stylista

2011-01-07T15:59:00.000+08:00

credits here

One of few unpretentious blogger fashionista and stylista that's worth mentioning is this pretty little lady here. She carries the whole look and other looks effortlessly. Loving the whole ensemble!

I also adore the styles of Aishah Amin. It is awesome to see that a person can still observe her aurah and at the same time appear stylish. Example below.

aishah amin's looks can be found here

Now, can someone tell me where I can get 'em harem pants and pretend to be stylish like them both. Like pronto!!

Veil inspired

2011-01-05T12:24:00.000+08:00

picture taken from here

I love how her veil falls perfectly nice on her head creating that wavy effect. I've bought lace material (which my designer swore that it can be turned later into a top. dual purpose. why waste? ;p) that I super hope that will give similar effect. I super LOVE her dress too. Both veil and dress is by Jovian Mandagie. If you have that much to splurge, I'm sure its a piece worth investing. Simple with a touch of elegance.

It's down to the final two and a half months. The cousin said, "And the roller coaster begins! :) You'll find that some things don't go your way - don't worry! Cause in the end you'll find out that that's not what matters at the end of day."

Yes. That's what I'm hoping for. The W preps are the least of my worries. As evidently can be seen, I don't speak much in detail of the physical/material preparation. But more of spiritual and mental preparation. The material preparation is nothing but satisfaction to ones pride. But material would not determine the outcome of a marriage. A happily ever after. Or a bitter divorce. I prefer the former.

Hence, here's to the state of zenn-ness and redha as how the roller coaster begins. I am adamant that I want a happily ever after blessed and blisfull marriage.

Venting it Out

2010-12-27T12:09:00.000+08:00

I didn't realize I was keeping so many things inside until i blabbed out almost all of it to my soul sister, ein (aka mak kepada emyr cheeky.) She said be patient. I didn't precisely told her what was worrying me. But her answers was so precise. She made me cry. Yes, ein. I cried. And from that day I cried, I've never felt better. Everything seems to fall back into place. *hugs soul sister bongok*. Yes, we're rough like that. That's why I love all of 'em. Ein. Miera. Muna. Melati.

Everything fell back into place. Things are up and running again. Yesterday was a huge accomplishment for us, who only sees each other never more than once a week. We managed to buy some of the gifts to exchange during akad nikah which is set in about 3 months from now. 3 MONTHS?! *inhale* *exhale*. I am inhaling and exhaling not because of the W prep. I am inhaling and exhaling because Insya Allah I'll be a wife. A WIFE?! *inhale* *exhale*

Oh! So cute. While we were scouting around for the gifts (read: patah kaki penat), he came up with a theme for our wedding, "simplicity at its best". Nothing exclusive. Far from lavish. What's important is the blessings from Almighty and parents. The gifts are not intended to be "oohh..aaahhhed" by anyone. The gifts are intended to be used in our daily married life. For him to smell nice for me. For me to look all dolled up for him. We like that. =)

Here's a post soul sister ein wrote 2 months before her wedding;

"Honestly, I don't see the fun in preparing for a wedding.

No offence, who cares about your wedding invites. Who would care to remember what flowers you picked for your pelamin. Who would even bother to scrutinize your wedding veils or dresses.

It can be a simple affair if you want them to be. That's Our plan.

For the unconditional Love Feisal showers me with, for the perpetual support and strength throughout, for the faith He has in me, and most importantly, in Us, I honestly couldn't ask for more. Thankful.

Indeed, all I want is a blessed and blissful Marriage with my Feisal, not a perfect Wedding. Amin."

How can we not be soul sisters when we share the same sentiment except I need to be kept grounded most of the time. She's a wise woman. Blur at times. ;p But I love her to death non the less.

I found this quote from taintedphase.tumblr, "He's not perfect, you aren't either. But if he can make you laugh at least once, cause you to think twice. Hold on to him and give the best you can".

26.12.2010. Malaysia 3-0 victory @ home. =)

Here's to making me laugh more. Keeping me rooted on the ground. Cooking me that promised salsa. A blessed and blissful marriage. Love. =)

my dreaammmyyyy weddinnggg shoe

2010-12-05T12:31:00.000+08:00


Credits:www.ruffledblog.com (but i can't remember which entry)

3 words: Drop Dead Gorgeous

2010-11-23T14:06:00.000+08:00

credits here

Simple. Ingenious. Cantik!

Sweet

2010-11-18T09:05:00.000+08:00

pic source: ruffledblog

My kind of must have wedding picture.

Sunday LoVe

2010-10-31T23:28:00.000+08:00

The weekend plan was supposed to be; Saturday out with Syam and Sunday awesome charity work with fun loving friends.

Turned out Saturday was spent at home baking birthday cake for sister while Syam was down with fever. Half of Sunday was spent cleaning up my dusty room (read: house DON'T panel window dressing. NO!) and the remaining half was spent with Syam exploring Jalan TAR for W stuffs and later to IKEA scouting ideas to revamp my room from bachelor-messy to adult-organized. Now I know how finicky he can be with house furniture. He likes it short, I like it tall. BUT all in all he has ideas and not-so-bad taste. DIY much in the future. I like. =)

It was unfortunate that I couldn't join with the charity thang but seriously if I didn't grab the chance of ~~dragging~~ getting him to Jalan TAR, it'll be weeks if not months until we have proper weekends to ourselves to get things up and running. And it is down to 5 months. *gigit jari*

Sorry fellow friends. I'm sure today won't be the first and the last.

Sunday came and leaving too quick. Sunday's always a pleasure while it lasts. Here's to many more Sunday Loving with the fam(ily)+cats, syam and friends.

Oooh. I am loving the maxi jupes. Uber uber LoVe.

Funny

2010-10-30T20:00:00.000+08:00

I find competition of who has the better wedding, the better dress, the better hantaran, the better pelamin, the better tunang, the better boyfriend funny.

Just simply hillarious.

Awhsome!

2010-10-22T16:50:00.000+08:00

Hudaa + Izwan : Love is a mix tape. from kudegraphy.com on Vimeo.

A video that speaks through actions. No song. Just background music. Awesomely captured. Talented bunch they are.

maxi jupes - or so i quote

2010-10-21T11:17:00.000+08:00

image from here

I can NOT HAVE ENOUGH of this for NOW. Its like super comfy and styling it is effortless. I wanted MORE. So, I've ordered 2 more. So, weeee to that!

Oh and I have to thank her for if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have discovered that being petite could rock maxi jersey skirt. hee. And if you're reading this shea, i super super love your style!! Keep 'em coming.

A good read - The Biggest Money Mistakes Couples Make

2010-10-21T09:37:00.001+08:00

Taken from here

Kimberly Palmer, On Tuesday 19 October 2010, 2:28 SGT

Managing your own money is hard enough; add another person to the equation and it becomes an obstacle course: Does it make sense to combine bank accounts after moving in together? Should you pay off your credit card debt before getting married? Does the higher earner need to cover more of the bills?

[In Pictures: 12 Money Mistakes Almost Everyone Makes]

Here are six common mistakes that couples make with their money--and how to avoid them, adapted from the new book Generation Earn: The Young Professional's Guide to Spending, Investing, and Giving Back.

Not talking about finances.

Sure, discussing who pays for what and how much debt each person brings into the relationship is awkward--but also necessary. Before moving in together, talk about how you plan to share household expenses, whether the person with the higher salary will contribute more, how much credit card debt you have, and how you plan to share big-ticket items like cars. Also, take time to map out the logistics: Will you pay bills out of one shared bank account? Or keep all your money separate?

Don't forget to bring up your long-term goals, too, which can make the discussion a little more romantic. Do you want to swim with dolphins in the Bahamas? Or backpack around Europe together? Agreeing on common goals makes it easier to save.

Combining accounts too early.

Putting all your money into one account might be the more romantic option (and prevent any debate over who picks up the tab at dinner), but it can also cause major problems in the event of a breakup. Couples who live together without first walking down the aisle face financial vulnerabilities with joint accounts that married couples don't.

Investments in shared assets, such as a home or car, can be lost during a messy breakup if only one person's name is on the title. Money or labor that went into redoing a former partner's kitchen may never be recouped. And while details vary by state, even assets such as joint savings accounts can go to the person who is first to make the withdrawal. Legalities aside, a lot of couples say they like the independence of having two accounts anyway, at least before they decide they've found their permanent soul mate.

[For more money-saving tips, visit the U.S. News Alpha Consumer blog.]

Sharing credit cards, real estate, and other types of debt.

If you add your partner's name to the title of your home, then they own it, too--even if you paid for the down payment and mortgage. "I see it happening too often--a couple gets together, says 'I love you, let's set up house and make this official'. . . and then [one person] signs away half of their equity," says Sheryl Garrett, a certified financial planner based in Shawnee Mission, Kansas, and author of Money Without Matrimony. Couples also need to talk about who would get the first opportunity to purchase the house if they were to break up, at what price would they sell it, and how many days they would have to refinance the mortgage in their own name.

Signing on to someone's car loan or credit card can create similar problems. If you break-up and the other person fails to make their payments, then you're on the hook, too. Even if you've long gotten over the relationship, your credit might feel the after-effects for years.

Getting surprised by the marriage penalty.

Newlyweds who earn similar, high salaries often get an unwelcome surprise the year after they get married: They find themselves stuck with a mega-tax bill. That's because the so-called marriage penalty still exists in the upper tax brackets. In 2010, for example, husbands and wives who each earn $68,650 and up in taxable income are at risk for paying more married than they did as singletons.

Earnings above that amount face a 28 percent tax, compared to 25 percent pre-marriage. Couples are most at risk when they bring home similar incomes. (The reverse is also true. When one person in the marriage brings home all or most of the money in a marriage, that couple usually gets a tax break.) The best way to prepare for this unwelcome wedding "gift" is to know it's coming and to deduct more from your salary throughout the year to avoid a large bill on April 15.

Ignoring the risk of a break-up.

Talking about how you would split things up if you decided to go your separate ways can prevent bad surprises later. Unless children or major assets are involved, there's usually no need to hire a lawyer. In fact, you can just write down the answers to these questions along with any others that apply: Who would stay in the apartment? Who would get the cats? The car? If you want to formalize the process, you can pay a nominal fee to download forms, such as a living-together guide and contract, at nolo.com.

Since unmarried couples don't get to argue their case in divorce court, it could be your only protection in place if things go south. (The legal ramifications of common-law marriages, civil unions, and domestic partnerships vary by state.) Couples might also want to consider talking about any debts, past bankruptcy filings, and credit report problems, because even if you're not legally liable for your girlfriend's $50,000 student loan, it could end up affecting your quality of life if 10 percent of the household income goes toward paying it off each month.

[Visit the U.S. News Personal Finance site for more insight and money management tips.]

Putting one person in charge of money.

It's normal to specialize in relationships--to delegate dinner planning to the best cook, and gardening to the one with a green thumb. But giving one person all of the money management responsibility can lead to an unbalanced relationship.

New York-based relationship therapist Bonnie Eaker Weil explains that no one should ever feel like he or she has to ask permission before buying something. "I call it 'Mother, may I?' You don't want to get into that position where you're the little girl, or you're the little boy, and the other person is your parents. You want to have your own money, and certain things are guilt-free, and you just do what you want with it. If you want to buy a latte, or lipstick, or a facial, you do not have to ask permission, because it's your own money," says Weil. Plus, in the event of a break-up, you want to make sure you know where all your money is and how to manage it.

This article is adapted with permission from Kimberly Palmer's new book Generation Earn: The Young Professional's Guide to Spending, Investing, and Giving Back (Ten Speed Press).

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Sometimes we think sharing everything is the best option. But I personally think each needs their own space to breathe; be it socially, what more financially. The future cannot be predicted. The key here is communication and understanding each others need. Syam and I are of course not excluded.

p/s: LOVE, read up. =)

unpretentious

2010-10-17T22:05:00.000+08:00

I've always loved videos and photos which looked totally unpretentious. My videographer nailed it to the T. I'm super freakin lovin it! Check it here. If you like it like how I LIKED it, he can be contacted at mimotastudio@gmail.com. His price is super duper reasonable. I guarantee ya!

On a different note, I am pretty much satisfied at the rate all W plans are going. The down side is that most of the preparations bit are done together with my mother and sisters. Not that I am complaining for they are my W planners cum consultant. It is a family affair after all. I just wish he could be part of the preparation bit much more. The only time we get to see each other is on one of the weekdays for dinner and it is a super spoiler to go over tedious W details when we don't even see much of each other to update on our daily lives. or to just really sit and enjoy each others company. Don't get me started on weekends. When he is free, I've got pre-planned commitments. When I am free, he has to go to work!! *sigh* Like for example how I really wanted him to accompany me to meet up with the uber talented designer yesterday, he couldn't because he had to work at the very last minute. Boo to standbys!! Boo!!

Oh, on the designer. She is super friendly and I totally love her workin space. She immediately understood what kind of designs I dig and she will try to make it work. Think clean. Think simple. Think vintage. Think pearls. I can't wait!!!

It has been an awesome weekend (minus syam being all busy. boo). Totally lovin the whole jersey maxi skirt look. I want more more!!

Goodbye Sunday. Hello Monday. *bore*

Sempurna

2010-10-15T16:58:00.000+08:00

Kadang-kadang kita rasa kita sempurna. Sebenarnya kita tidak. Kadang-kadang kita rasa kita hebat. Sebenarnya kita tidak.

We are here breathing, walking and hearing right all due to His will.

I don't get unnecessary pride. I don't get unnecessary supremacy. I most definitely don't get perfection.

So I am different, let me be. So I love colors, let me love it.

We are the same but different. Funny I can't get rid of that unpleasant feeling of unwanted. I still don't get it until today.

Wonder why I speak in riddles? I am wondering myself.

Prolly of what I wore today. I had weird stares. I heard snickers. Do i look that weird. Monotonous people ain't fun. Bah!!

want!! Screams

2010-10-13T12:42:00.000+08:00

Dorothy Perkins Khaki twill harem trousers. I'm in LOVE! Anyone knows if it has reached DP Malaysia?

fashion stalk

2010-10-11T10:00:00.000+08:00

credits here

Pretty much. Love the pleated skirt. Unfortunately I can't pull this look. Pleated skirt with wide hips is fashion suicide.

Let's just fall in LOVE again AND again AND again AND again

2010-10-05T09:21:00.000+08:00

Let’s pretend baby
That you’ve just met me
And I’ve never seen you before

I’ll tell all my friends
That I think you’re starin’
And you say the same to yours

And oh, we’ll dance around it all night
And then I’ll follow you outside
And try to open up my mouth
And nothing comes out right

And I wanna fall in love with you again
I don’t have to try
It’s so easy
Who needs to pretend?
But because it’s so funny
Let’s just think about it, honey
Let’s just fall in love again

I’ll call you in three days
Not too soon, not too late
And I’ll ask your roommate if you’re home

You call me on Thursday
And we’ll hang out all day
Then fall asleep on the phone

And oh, I’ll hold your hand when we drive
And we’ll lose track of all the time
And we’ll tell everyone
That we ain’t never felt so alive

And I wanna fall in love with you again
I don’t have to try
It’s so easy
Who needs to pretend?
But because it’s so funny
Let’s just think about it, honey
Let’s just fall in love again

We’ll fall disgustingly fast
And we’ll stop hangin’ out with friends
And they’ll be so offended

And I wanna fall in love with you again
I don’t have to try
It’s so easy
Who needs to pretend?
But because it’s so funny
Let’s just think about it, honey
Let’s just fall in love again

Let’s just fall in love again
So, let’s just fall in love again

Lyrics from here

We finally caught up for dinner yesterday. Though a short one, it was fun. Loved how his eyes lit up when relaying of his work achievements.

So, let's just fall in love again. You surprise me with new bits and pieces of you that I never knew off.

Love love. =)

Prototypes!

2010-10-04T11:29:00.000+08:00

After the whole eid celebration do, everyone in the fam(ily) started to get hyped again for the W prep. Even Syam! Miracle I tell ya!

Thus far, I am lovin the bunga pahar prototype that mother is slowly trying to assemble. I am loving more of the fact that it is a whole fam affair. Like when we go shop for materials to assemble the bunga pahar, everyone has their say. It's fun! Except for the part when we got home and mother suddenly got annoyed when the ensemble turned imperfect. Motherzilla moment there! Scahreee.

I am also lovin the khatam quran/akad/reception door gift prototype. It's traditional with a slight modern twist and hopefully turns functional when it reaches everyone's home. love love.

Father is known to be unpredictable. Like ALL THE TIME. But his question to the mother on the way to a wedding reception at Putrajaya puts me off guard like TOTALLY, " bila nak buat kad? kena buat kad cepat. Orang start distribute card like one to two months away from the day.". And I answered, "haaa? why must you do the card. I'll be doing the cards WITH MY DESIGN like how I WANT IT TO BE.". And he said, "ma, she's doing the card?" I said, "yes". And he said, "tau ke macam mana nak buat map.". Malas nak layan. Then the whole conversation stopped. Drama please. It's not like I don't trust his taste. But like hello, I've yet to hear father of the bride designing/prepare wedding cards. So, mother revealed his true concern is making sure I nail the map part so as to ensure the directions are clear. He actually kept his friend's kids wedding card for the map is the best, so he say! See, I even have a map prototype!

Now, this part I love!! I've been keeping all sorta W cards prototypes. All are mat-salleh's wedding inspired! Hee. The latest obsessions are these:

credits here

credit here

Above is mat salleh inspired. Below is my engagement videographer's W card. CANTIK kan??? He said the card is made from recycled paper. Uber chic and environmental friendly. Double AWESOME!! :) Showed mother. She approved!! Eh, but no pictures of us like that of course. It'll be super simple and clean.

Many more left to be done. 6 months to go. Then, happily ever after? Till later.

p/s: mr. caveman, where have u been hiding. i miss ya.

I miss

2010-09-14T15:22:00.002+08:00

my carefree student days where One Utama was a frequent lay over from class to home

my carefree days where I can just pop into the cinema for a movie

my 'me' time

my carefree days where I can be pretty much selfish and think of myself

i think I'm losing myself along this transition of becoming an adult.

i think I'm tired of expecting people to think like how I think. To act like how i would act. To respond like how I would respond.

i don't think i'm ready to be an adult.

i don't think i'm ready to be responsible.

i don't think i'm ready to be all selfless.

is this all a mistake? i think not. there is still time to fix this hole. i am scared.

Certified to Marry.

2010-09-02T14:42:00.001+08:00

Hah. So not. The only thing out of the many needed procedural requirement to get married completed by us is attending the marriage course last weekend. After being bugged by the parents immediately after we got engaged, it was an impromptu decision to get it over and done with since he can't be sure all the time that he need not work on weekends and also to avoid the much hyped marriage course extended from 2 days to 3 days 2 nights plus qiyamullail. ;p After all, the certificate for the marriage course remain valid for life time.

After not much research. All i did was typed 'kursus kahwin ttdi/damansara' on google after reading a review from a b2b blog, I came across this. It was that simple to register. Text in to them and almost immediately they send a reply.

We found the marriage course informative. Some centers I heard focused on the sex education with lame un funny joke. Some centers I heard are gender biased i.e. stress on the importance of taking care of the husband less vice versa. This marriage course center focused more on the importance of knowing what we're getting ourselves into after marriage. Simple fights could leave to divorce. Break of communication could lead to marriage crisis. Hence, it is important to handle each expectations. Expectations eh with a capital S. It matters to know each strengths and each weaknesses. It matters to know each hobbies. It matters to know each 'pantang larangs'. Simple matters like this MATTERS.

I'm sure many has read Daniel Zain's "From I Love You" to "I want a Divorce". It's like a direct hit on the button. Syam was not excluded from reading it. Among other reactions, he said , "don't worry I can cook". Hahahahah. And he doesn't expect me to cook everyday EXCEPT for weekends. A lil bit relieved but to be on the safe side, let's just say we'll have a serious no nonsense discussion, agreed upon, put it in writing and sign it witnessed by the cats? Kidding.

But yeah, marriage course should not be taken lightly. It should not be JUST SEEN as a pre-condition requirement to get married. It has its purpose.

Once that's done with, we can now move on to other less spiritual but major financially involved matters such as booking THE photographer. So, I've been stalking photographers from b2b blogs as well as random blogs. Narrowed down to 2 photographer as I could see the potential of them nailing taking photographs ala mat salleh weddings (need i repeat how obsessed I am with mat salleh's weddings?). I seek quotation from both and based on the photos they took, I thought the charges befits their talent. Hence, I proceeded to attempt booking. The one I really wanted couldn't do it as he is still studying and he said he has exams on the proposed date. Alhamdulillah the other one was available. And he's booked. Should I do the victory dance now? ;p We met and I think we could work well together as his idea of a good photograph is simple, non-complex. Simplicity is the best I tell ya.

So, designer (checked). Photographer (checked). Victory dance. Hell yeah! Hehehe.

Tell me. Tell me. How not to Fall in LOvE?

2010-08-27T11:32:00.000+08:00

Credits to Ruffledblog.

with the dress. with the bridesmaids dresses. with the photographs. with the color combination. with the settings.

Now, please don't get me wrong for being overly obsessed with how the americans/british roll on their wedding day instead of how the malaysian malays roll. Until today, I cannot get over the fact of how simple, close knitted and almost-everything-DIY one wedding can be. SERIOUSLY. Jawdropping AWE. Haih.

The wedding plans is put on hold during the month of ramadan since EVERYONE seems to think that I am pressuring them. So, I'm taking a back seat for this month except for the kursus kahwin we'll be attending tomorrow.

I am also trying to do an inception to my subconscious mind that the reception or walimatulurus does not/would not matter if we're not prepared for the life after wedding. So I won't be annoyed over petty little things. So I would not be upset if things don't go my way. So it'll be a simple, serves its purpose of announcing to the public I AM MARRIED. But that inception would not be an easy task. I am but human. So help me Allah.

Talking about life after wedding. How would you want yours to be like?

How I want mine to be like? Other than the whole compromise and respect aspect. I would like him to if possible imam every solat. I would like him to rebuke (just found out such word exist! thank you www.dbp.gov.my) me if I am not dressed properly. I would like him to pull my strings if I go astray.

Bak kata ustadz, "kita ni macam layang-layang, kalau tak ada siapa yang tarik, kita akan terus melayang tanpa tuju". Ustadz jugak cakap, "Umat akhir zaman ada dua penyakit, suka dunia takut mati". Guilty!

Neither him or me is perfect. But I am convinced that he is my string puller. The one who keeps me grounded. The one who said, "kenapa nak membazir beli baju raya tiap-tiap tahun kalau yang ada masih elok lagi". Tersentuh hati ini. But I said, being sloppy is not a compromise. My mother always taught me to be presentable whenever and wherever so there is respect. *nak menang jugak. pelempang please*. Then he said, "what if one cannot afford?". *silence* Change topic.

Yes, he may not be able to present me with lavish material things. But suffice to make me happy when he picks me up from home whenever we go out (he stays at kampung melayu subang). Suffice to make me happy when we take turns paying entertaiment bills. Suffice to make me happy that he knows the burden we have to shoulder once we're married. Most importantly suffice that he is a CAT LOVER too! Yay! ;)

Of course all are not rosey posey all the time. I have my melt down moments. But isn't love about learning to compromise and accepting the imperfections of each other. Of course it is.

So here's to 6 months plan of planning. Then, it's life after marriage.

Love you mr. caveman. I am a kite and you're indeed my string puller.

Random blah blah

2010-08-17T17:07:00.000+08:00

Initially I wanted to tweet what I am about to write but upon seeing characters left -218, I thought why not blog about it. Hee.

I miss that *caveman of mine. Haih. My mom taught me to prioritize. Undeniably, my mom is always right. Family comes first above everything. And I'm alright with that. If he doesn't get that, he might not just be the one for you. Just a while ago I called him. He said, "nak bukak puasa sesama? hmmm. Tapi mesti your mom tak kasi." He said it without me prompting anything. :) He gets it that my mother prefers her daughters to have proper meals at home on weekdays. Once in a while it's alright. Especially on weekends.

Simple thoughts like that makes me appreciate him more because he cares enough to understand. And I certainly do not rebel against the idea of having proper meals with family at home. It brings us closer together. Of course sometimes dramas in family occurs. But that's just how the family roll yo!

So yeah, though i miss that caveman of mine. Iftar with family with home cooked food hands down is the best!

Insya Allah by next year, it'll be me, him and the family for iftar. =)

*the term caveman came about when I tried calling him but couldn't get thru and he explained he was at a job site which felt like he was in a cave. Hence, he is my caveman. Hee. Yes, we're no wait, I am corny and weird like that.

Who says you can't be FAT (PHAT) and Fabulous!

2010-08-13T16:11:00.000+08:00

I found this blog and my jaw dropped. How awesome to see plus size girls parading fashionable pieces confidently. Salute! You're my inspiration. Look at 'em girls go!

But that doesn't mean I am comfortable in my size now. I feel fat and sluggish. Not healthy. I know. I need my exercise mojo jojo. BADLY! Haih.

screams comel!!!!

2010-08-11T09:19:00.000+08:00

credits here

comel tak comel tak? cards.i'm.in.love.

I am also lucky enough that minus the conventional customary traditional ceremony, mother is agreeable with simple without mumbo jumbo frilly cards. Definitely a referral prototype!

Venue el bookie!

2010-08-09T16:04:00.000+08:00

Mommy just text.

The venue is booked.

It ain't no hotel.

It ain't no lavish hall.

Just a simple community hall.

Told ya my wedding will be a simple one.

Right back at ya who thought it would be huge and grand.

You ain't know how my parents are.

Simplicity is like their middle name or something.

But I as sure hell would make it a fun one!

Picture credit

Let the craziness begin!! Ouh excited!

green purple yellow

2010-08-05T09:30:00.001+08:00

Need I say more? Check it out here. *love*

smile

2010-08-05T09:16:00.000+08:00

Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

Epitome of vintage. Cantiknya. pengsan

2010-07-29T09:11:00.000+08:00

Yes. I am a the queen of drama queen. Life without drama is dull. But too much drama suck the life out of me. Trying to be drama-less by dreaming. Say hello to yellow vintage dream dress.

Jatuh cinta untuk ke berapa kali entah. =)

credits here

Now, ain't that lovely. I'm a sucker for everything vintage and simple.

A friend once said to me that if one is destined to be soul mates forever, things shouldn't be too difficult. In a way I agree. But it is pretty much subjective. Maybe the difficulty is a learning curve for us to be patient. To compromise. To be thankful and grateful of what is bestowed upon us.

If everything is easy breezy, I think I'd forget. I'd take things for granted. I'd gloat.

Some have it easy, some have it difficult. That is just how life is right?

Proposal Rejected

2010-07-26T11:31:00.001+08:00

Remember this? Unfortunately the Mother of bride-to-be rejected it. Since she is my wedding planner and knowingly so she has exquisite taste (read note: the sisters and I pow her h/bags, shoes, scarves, clothes she can no longer fit. that is how we trust her taste), heavyhearted I compromise. Hence, a new color palette!! Behold!

Pastel is still the way to go. Alright. I give in. Nice color combo for Nikah no? But I am not giving up having an electrifying color shoes for the nikah and his bertandang. Since everything planned will be super simple. My only sweet escape would be my shoes. =)

The option for Reception is below. The combination of lilac/light purple and light yellow seems appealing enough to me.

Again, these are just proposals and it may not even be the color palette at the end of the day.

This is just for the fun of it as i love love playing with colors.

Back to the drawing board!

Invitation inspired

2010-07-23T10:33:00.000+08:00

Credits to my current favorite mat salleh wedding blog

How cute is the wedding invitation. Simple, yet it serves its function i.e. to invite guests for the wedding reception. A definite "maybe" prototype for my wedding invitation.

Ah yes. The planning begins. Yes. But the expected total cost is overwhelming. Even without the frills. No Joke!

Well, good luck to us!

Awkward

2010-07-21T14:29:00.001+08:00

Not from my OP but from Mel's camera.

It was obvious that I felt awkward him looking at me like that.

I told my OP I didn't want many posey-like pictures for I love emotions to be captured on camera rather than static poses.

I think this was captured beautifully. Thanks Mel('s friend).

Ada lagi gambar Love made funny faces.

That have to wait from the OP.

Till later!

Opposites

2010-07-18T23:57:00.000+08:00

But we meet in the middle.

Nothing superficial.

We get on each others nerve as much.

Tips to get around guys who are event-inapt is to equate events with work.

Also NEVER underestimate his interest and do get clearance/approval for EVERYTHING.

Something I overlooked post-engagement.

However, this is an experience on its own.

Marriage ain't going to solve problems.

This is, like it or not a probationary period.

<3, we will survive this, no?

Bring it ON!

Pop goes the color!

2010-07-13T11:50:00.000+08:00

Though pastel colors are the safest for any occasion but no harm trying something different, no? I love colors!!

Merisik; electric blue.

Engagement; hues of orange.

Wedding:

Fuchsia, light pink and navy blue. Fit for a summer wedding, they say. We have summer all year long. =)

I was thinking of combination off white with fuchsia but this is better! Will present to the Board of Approval later.

This is fun!

Hijabs inspired!

2010-07-11T22:35:00.000+08:00

Well, obviously I don't have either one's beauty. They are MasyaAllah so very pretty.

But I'm attracted to their hijabs of which I'm so sure could be re-used for other occassions. Oh so simple but oh so classy and elegant! Let's see if I can pull this.

The previous is done by this oh-so-talented designer of whom I've contacted and hopefully we'll be working together! *excited* *cross-fingers*

The latter picture was taken from here. Credits to the blog owner! Credits as well to whoever made YM's dress!

Jatuh cinta.

But of course subject to further discussion and approval by many other Bosses and Consultants. *waves mother* *waves sister* *waves Love*. Approved. No?

3.07.2010

2010-07-10T23:09:00.006+08:00

6 months ago I was marked.

6 months later:

Witnessed by families.

Accompanied by best friends forever. Truly! :')

By his sister. Arwah is so deeply missed by everyone. Al-fatihah. Hence, a lil bit emotional.

I am now engaged. Engaged. yup. Engaged. heee.

It was simple as I imagined it to be.

Make up "artist", photographer and videographer were all my friends. Melati, Ezran and Tamimi; u guys rock-lah!!

The food was by the family's trusted and frequent caterer.

All flower arrangements, decorations and hantarans was DYIed by everyone in the family including cousins! *wave ina*

Good tailoring was by my trusted tailor. Design was by all the chickas in the family. Of course mom included!

No veil. No hand flower. No favours. Just how I like it to be.

It ain't about the ring. It ain't about how beautiful or simple the hantarans are. It ain't about the photographs. It's much much more than that.

It's about two families. It's about commitment. It's about responsibility.

Of course it wasn't perfect to the "T". Since when was I a fan of perfection? Hehehe. But everything went well. Super grateful and thankful. Alhamdulillah.

Love, let's start our little project together. You and I as boss and employer. Reward: Happiness in life and the hereafter. Cheesy. I know. Can't wait!! ngee. =)

This was before. The after; later!

Much love to all! Really!

silence

2010-07-04T11:08:00.000+08:00

if only this blog is not read by many.

if only ~~one~~ no scrap that, everyone could be judgmental-less.

i am deeply hurt.

if life could really be simple.

if perfection does not need to exist.

I'd be happier.

I may be selfish.

But not always.

I keep feelings deep inside.

I thought about it much.

I am convinced. Still am convinced.

But the pressure is insane.

The competition is incomprehensible.

I can't take it.

I need to let it out.

Here.

It's raining.

So is my eyes.

Another dress inspired.

2010-06-29T16:51:00.002+08:00

Simple. Lawa. *Pengsan*. The photographer is also talented. *pengsan*

Credits here

Passion

2010-06-29T14:24:00.000+08:00

Where did it go?

For a while it lingered.

Then it slowly disappears.

How do I get it back?

This is depressing.

4 more days (minus today) to go gigit jari

2010-06-28T15:13:00.000+08:00

Eeeks!

Two weeks? Eek!

2010-06-17T17:33:00.000+08:00

Typically one would list down the "have done" and "not done". Well, I don't think I'm typical. I'm weird. Hence, no such list shall be displayed because it is irrelevant.

2 weeks more to adapt to changes. 2 weeks more until everything turns serious but in a fun way. I hope. *cross fingers*.

I miss this goofy fella.

He may not be kind when he's angry with me. He may not be considerate when he finds me annoying. He may be all egoistical even if he knows he is at fault (though I have to credit him for trying to be less egoistical recently). To sum it all, he may not be the perfect prince-fairytale-type.

But he makes me smile when he starts dancing in the car. He makes me laugh when he starts singing in the car. He makes me chuckle when he makes silly faces. He makes my heart melt when he gets all serious and means what he meant.

So, he's not perfect. Neither am I. So, he has flaws. So do I.

So, yeah goofy fella. Only two weeks more. I'm super excited. Are you? ;)

p/s: yes, I expect an answer from you. And yes, I miss our self-karaoke-ing-in-the-car. Again. Totally irrelevant.

"Awesome marriage, Not a perfect wedding"

2010-06-09T10:55:00.001+08:00

I am inspired! Read here.

But of course that comes from a mat salleh wedding. Guests comprising not more that 300 persons. DIY materials are much much cheaper.

When it comes to a typical Malaysian Malay wedding, it is the perception that having it the grandeur, the better. It shows wealth. Stability. Status.

I want a Mat Salleh wedding.

Preparation tunang pun dah over budget. Preparation kahwin belum start. I'm doomed.

dresses inspired. love. love.

2010-06-02T16:33:00.000+08:00

Breathlessly Beautiful. Simply Elegant. Something Different. Love. Love.

The top two images; credits to http://danielzainphotography.blogspot.com and couple, shahreen & nadal

Final image; credits to http://qippylog.blogspot.com and couple, syazana & anis

tear

2010-06-02T12:06:00.000+08:00

Nikah Highlight Yasmin & Khairil from Azrul Affandi Sobry on Vimeo.

confused

2010-06-02T01:24:00.000+08:00

Bride-to-be blogs can be helpful in giving tips but at the same time causes unnecessary pressure to YOURS TRULY analyzing the must and should've done. My mother is my referral point in all important decision making.

However, all these blogs are causing me to have second thoughts on the materials that's already bought. I didn't quite learn my lesson, no?

But my mom is my fashion guru and she's got excellent taste. Mother's instinct? Blog tips?

I'm confused!! Like totally.

Is it June already?

2010-05-31T12:50:00.002+08:00

O em gee. Less than 24 hours to the month of June. Approximately 1 month 2 days to the second step! That, I'm excited!

The month of May have been emotionally, physically and mentally challenging tiring. From feeling incompetent to feeling used.

The month of May also saw my childhood friend getting married. Another one walked the aisle. Another 3 more to go. Many were surprised upon knowing that her closest friends were friends from school. Some went back to from she was 5 years old. Now, that's the power of friendship.

Looking forward to the coming months. I've not met mr. awesome for 3 weeks now. No, we're not the typical couple who sees each other every other day. Who text each other every other day. Who calls each other every other hour. More like seeing each other once a week. Text each other not more than 5 times a day. Calls each other not more than twice a day; best yet, sometimes no calls in a day. I guess that makes us an odd couple.

Totally NOT! That much space between us gives us the chance to miss each other. Gives us chance to fight less. Gives us chance to experience surprises after marriage. Also to definitely look forward to life after marriage. Awwness. Tee hee.

Looking forward to the month of June for the preparation bit. Looking forward to the month of July for Insya Allah we're just a step away from finally sealing the deal.

3 weeks after, u still owe me sushi! Let's do that today. Love much!

Wants v. Needs

2010-05-10T18:47:00.000+08:00

Truly I am not in the mood to do anything relates to brain function. Really. Though there is this major assignment I have to finish in 9 days. 9 Days. WTH. Okay, I'm in denial and yes, this is a REMINDER.

So yeah, it's the wants vs. needs for the coming July Event. I'm flat broke. I've made bookings (not made payments yet) for a videographer not yet for a photographer but I like the work of a particular photographer who happens to be my sisters friend. Alas, combine the two, I'll be super flat broke like in the deficit. Hence, I am re-thinking about the videographer. But I just went to his fb and he posted a new video and I'm like damn he's good. Worth paying for. But do i really need one. Ish-ness.

Alaaaa. And I prefer to dwell on this over work. Boleh?

Or could anyone suggest me a good photographer with a reasonable price? I've got a photographer friend but I choose not to take him (unless I'm left with no option) as I want him to be my guest.

Anyone?

Ye, note to self, draft yourself a budget and stick to it. Dodol!

Pink relates to bimbo post. I'm turning to a something zilla and that is a scary thought.

He's baaccckkk!

2010-05-10T10:24:00.000+08:00

It's been a while since i last penned down my thoughts in the blog BUT not on twitter. Yes, I'm a twitter addict. It calms the anxiety and sharpens my nonsensical habit of thinking out loud in my head.

Well, things have not been to kind on me and him. Mother was our strongest supporter. When the good news was conveyed officially to me and to my parents, we went out for a cheap dinner (sorry!!. I am FLAT BROKE). At the cheap dinner, we teared for we couldn't believe how awesome my family and his family have been. Not once anyone was judgmental. Everyone was rooting for us and for us to believe in faith. I was guilty and sinned for questioning. I questioned a lot. I cried a lot. Dear Allah, I am so very sorry.

Since then, he became himself again. He's back and I'm glad. I'm proud of you. I owe you an apology too for doubting your efforts. But all has paid off. He listens. He really does. I know you've never doubt that. I doubted. I know I'm wrong.

Lesson I learn through all this is only one, truly, He listens. Never give up. Have faith. Truly. Just have faith. And yeah, having supportive family helps too. I've got to run for a meeting now. Below is a shirt he bought for me. Too cute. Thanks, love. We're back on tracks. Yay!

Its that time of the year ALREADY

2010-04-23T17:59:00.000+08:00

Last time I check, I was still that much younger. Must I be that much older that fast. I'm not saying getting old is a bad thing. Getting old makes one wiser. What I want is for the time to go slow on me. It's already April. Didn't 2010 JUST got by.

Prolly the age is getting to me. But I ain't feelin happy. It's nothing really. But the emotions getting the bad side of me.

Now where is that cute blue shoes to cheer me up. Like hello, the 7 days UP!! I want my shoes!!

Never

2010-04-15T13:17:00.000+08:00

I've never drafted redrafted drafted redrafted an opinion this tedious and long.

Akibat sakit otak, telah melakukan research sendiri.

Alasan nak reward diri sendiri. Untuk apa, sendiri tak tahu.

Saw this,

Berangan sekejap. Memang tidak mampu. Tsk Tsk.

Kemudian beralih kepada ini. Ini mungkin. Nak balik awal la hari ini.

Legally correct but not favoured

2010-04-13T11:06:00.001+08:00

If only everyone is professional. One or many may dislike whoever "goes by the book" BUT at the same time everyone is screaming Integrity.

Reality bites they say. It does indeed.

Kadang-kadang kita lupa akan benda ghaib. Kadang-kadang kita lupa lepas di dunia tidak bermakna lepas di Akhirat.

And I'm not taking any chances. As it is, I'm sinned for many things. Things which are realized and things which are not realized.

I am doing the right thing. I just need to believe it.

First time

2010-04-11T22:31:00.001+08:00

There's always a first time for everything, people say.

Yesterday was my first APN. like whoah.

Yesterday was the first dinner date at the house with him and the mother. cute.

Yesterday was the first critic from him for speaking loudly in my own house. weird.

Yesterday was the first official discussion over the july event. another one struck off the list.

In short, am wayyy too overwhelmed with too many first time experiences.

Imagine beginning tomorrow, many more first time experiences, work wise that is. Yikes!

Wish could take a day off or many days off. Wish I could plan than work. I wish!

And it's beginning to feel annoying when people ask and when I answer, the response begins with "why so long?", "why don't u do this, why don't u have that".

Urm.A lil' bit confuse here. I assume one asks to acquire information but not to give unnecessary comments. I'll do it my way. You do it your way.

I am so thankful that my mother is uber cool and uber understanding.Without her encouragement, we would've not gone this far. Without her magical words, I would've not be this strong. Without her love, I would've stopped smiling eons ago.

Mother's love is unconditional. Mother's love is phenomenal. Her love extends to him. And I don't mind.

Stupid

2010-03-31T18:18:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I loathe at myself for being unprofessional. Sometimes I loathe myself for underestimating myself.

That sometimes was today and I feel s-t-u-p-i-d.

Damn.

Tips untuk membuat baju idaman

2010-03-27T16:17:00.000+08:00

Ingat Mission Minggu Ini saya?

Only half executed. The other half was disappointing as my trusted tailor said with the material that I've bought eons ago, the design that I have in mind and sketched in the book could not be materialized. The material was too soft. It ain't gonna work.

However, the mother and sister helped to re-designed it to something typical which is workable for me. But still need to send it back to the trusted tailor to get it done. Hence, one from the list is still pending.

Lesson learn: Check with the tailor with the design in mind/sketched FIRST before buying the material. Only then I'd know what kind of material to look for.

*sigh*

Langkawi 2010 - Family Style!

2010-03-27T16:02:00.000+08:00

Eat.Walk.Shop.Jump. Climb. Swim. Drive.

:Family Love:

Nightmare

2010-03-24T10:39:00.000+08:00

image obtained here

All i remembered was I said to my mom, "ma, please hold them off longer. I haven't got my make up on".

And it took me a while to realize that it was just a dream as I recall the tentative date is still quite far away. I've crossed out few things on the list. I know I've not done the essential things like get the attire for the occasion ready. But the dream felt so so real and it was s-c-a-r-y.

Probably it was the chat I had with Melati and Mother yesterday. The peek at the design my sister made.

Dream or no dream. Not taking any chances.

Note to oneself: send off both materials to the tailor THIS WEEKEND.

Mission Minggu Ini (MMI)

2010-03-23T15:17:00.000+08:00

Send off material to the tailor for besties-up-coming-wedding *sob*. Sad not due to jealousy. Sentimental feel that she'll be someone's wife soon. Told her I'd definitely cry on her wedding day. Things would not be different. I know. But it feels similar like a mother/father giving away their daughter away. Don't ask me why. We're just that close y'know. *sob*
Baking sessions. Yumms.

Had an unexpected guest at home yesterday. Unexpected because he rang the doorbell. Unexpected because he sat in the living room chatting with the father while waiting for me to reach home. Like wow, right?

No reason to go running away from the preparations now since you're all chummy with the father and mother and the cats too!

Thanks love. =)

smile

2010-03-17T17:56:00.000+08:00

Its an unknown fact why is it hard for a person to return another persons smile. It is also an unknown fact why must one feel intimidated (judgmental) upon seeing how a person speaks or dressed.

Does it mean when a person speaks in English, one is marked as "ek eleh, melayu sombong". Does it mean when a person dresses well, one is marked as "ek eleh, poyo. kerja Kerajaan tapi pakai beria".

Then again, it may just be the paranoia syndrom.

If I encounter one who speaks good English (without the unnecessary slang), I find such person impressive. If I see a government officer dresses well, I compliment them.

Being nice is to much of an effort ey.

Randon ramblings:

My mother is so cute when she said, "eh, susah jugak nak plan semua ni ek.". My mom is even cuter when she goes all out to cater to my wants, not needs but of course with conditions. Reality check. Thanks mother.

Selfish

2010-03-11T08:52:00.000+08:00

Venue:Tempat makan di KLCC

Occasion: Emon's Birthday and melepak.

Ati told me to learn to be selfish as I can't be pleasing everyone and it doesn't go both ways when it comes to pleasing. I can't say that I don't agree to that. Very true.

To some, that's my weakness point. I don't know how to be selfish.

To me, being selfish could lead to one being proud. I don't quite like proud people. They irk me.

I prefer humility. I like justifying my actions. I like being selfless I guess. But not at all times. I can be all that If I want to, when I want to, to whom I want to. Everyone has a dark side, no? I'm no exception.

But thanks Ati. For being brutally honest. True friend you are. A rare species indeed. =)

Obsession

2010-03-06T21:32:00.000+08:00

I'm obsessed with the Polaroid software. I think pictures look nicer when it's polarized. Even I don't look as weird when I do this

"Ashton: How do you do it?

George: I married my best friend." - Valentine's Day - The movie

Couldn't agree more. Dear best friend, enemy, me Love;

Get better quick! I kinda miss our gelak-lepak-session.

Jatuh Cinta: Less is indeed more

2010-03-05T12:23:00.001+08:00

Images obtained here

Credits to the photographer. Credits to the newlyweds. Simple. No frills. Yet elegant. Vintage. Classy.

*like* gaya facebook. Scrap that. SUPER LIKE.

Good Luck Love!

2010-03-04T23:26:00.000+08:00

This is the umpteenth time I'm saying good luck to you. I'll continue saying it like a broken record till Allah grants our (everyone's) prayers.

We ain't giving up. You shouldn't give up.

We have faith in Him. We have faith in you.

Good luck Love!

"you can do it!" - ala Rob Schneider/Adam Sandler

Envy

2010-03-03T18:20:00.000+08:00

Image obtained here

Just got back from a meeting at Pavillion. And the above bag caught my eye. Similar color, similar brand but slight different in design. Worn by a (very) young Manager. I envy her. Mommy, I'm in the wrong profession. Or wait, I'm in the wrong office?

Paranoia

2010-03-02T09:31:00.000+08:00

Picture taken from here.

Can't help but feel paranoid over Sasha's comment on the previous post. Yes, I suffer from severe case of paranoia. I believe my close friends can vouch that I am similar to no one. I am me.

I believe I have my own sense of style. I like to think I'm quirky (in terms of style). Blue bag with pink ensemble works well for me. Yes, quirky to that extend.

I L.O.V.E to be different.

Hence, in no way I intend to mirror or hijack anyone's theme color for that matter.

But I guess it's only normal that everyone wants to appear different from others. Heck, i feel the same with my BFF, Yasmin. Both our 'merisik' rings are super similar that in no way we intend it to be like such. I guess we have similar taste. That's all.

I know this in unnecessary but as i suffer from severe case of paranoia, I just need to let this out.

I told you I'm different. So, there. =)

color palette

2010-03-01T13:58:00.001+08:00

Orange, Cinnamon, Mustard

peach, orange, aqua

Deciding on the color palette is so much fun than doing work. Like duh! I'm thinking the second color combo suits my personality better. More fun and quirky.

What do u guys think?

Melaka 2010 - Alfa Romeo sTyLe!

2010-02-28T19:14:00.000+08:00

Malu selepas ditegur membawa bag cik kiah style

Aktiviti membuang masa sebelum bergerak

First hand experience convoying along 10-15 other odd Alfa Romeo cars on the highway . It was just awesome admiring the cars go 200-220 km/h. Sg Besi to Ayer Keroh toll in 50 minutes adalah crazy okay.

The sound of an ol'skool 75 Alfa Romeo purring is just soothing and cool dowh! Witnessing 'the marshall' and 'the sweeper' ensuring all cars stay in the line is just uber cool. Conclusion; sedikit jakun!

Would so want to experience it again. Thanks love! =)

Sky Trex baybeh!!

2010-02-21T20:55:00.000+08:00

A couple of friend was skeptical when I said I was going sky trex-ing with my bunch of adventurous mates today. I didn't blame them one bit. For a few minutes today, I almost call it quits had it not been my best friend and few other friends encouraging me to go on. Telling me: COME ON SHUE, U CAN DO IT!!

And I did it!!!I completed the whole Extreme Challenge course. It ain't Mount Kinabalu but it was a HUGE accomplishment for me. The height was not an issue; it was the upper body strength that I lack off. Extreme sports/adventure enthusiast should really give it a go and REALLY do not underestimate your own capability. It is all in the mind and you just need the support and drive.

My support: Both my BFF (Yasmin Yusra) and My Love (Syamnoromzi Osman). My drive: WATER!!

Such a drag that tomorrow's work. All kind of muscle pain, bring it ON!!

RCK did it again. What's next y'all!

P/S: aban, in case you're reading this; come on, if I can do it, so can YOU and YAYA!! Jom second round jom!! =)

surreal

2010-02-20T22:51:00.002+08:00

picture taken from here

A friend asked me how does it feel to be officially attached to someone. I said it feels surreal. It still feels surreal like the picture above. Then she said, "you'd feel like that till you get married". I guess that's true. It'll take some time till it really sink in. It hasn't YET.

Surreal or not, I'm looking forward to each and every step towards it. But as I'm taking baby steps in preparation, I have to remind myself that marriage life is the ultimate importance above all.

I am but an ordinary girl; I get distracted easily over pretty pretty things/decorations which would fulfill my wants and not the real needs. This post shall serve me as a reminder. Yes it will.

And I know just the person who would keep me grounded; YOU! yes YOU: my best friend, my enemy, my love. =)

Another item struck off the list, many many more to do.

Thank YOU. I love love love love it.

Funny

2010-02-18T11:50:00.001+08:00

That the mantra of the day is very much one sided. While others are not deserving the same. I am categorized as one of the 'others'.

Everyone hates bureaucracy and taxing processes. Even those categorized as 'others'. Simple things like this frustrates me.

When simple things frustrates me, I seek for therapy. My therapy comes in many ways. Immediate therapy comes in the form of leave. Check for tomorow.

Another Immediate Therapy (if only possible); do some scavenging hunting at home to retrieve that one tiny piece of annoying document. eeeeeee. ANNOYING! !

shuey's thoughts

2012

And i Quote:

"Words

Home Sweet Home

This thing called L.O.V.E #2

Shue obsessed

Decor Inspired

Fickle minded

Wordless Wednesday (NOT)

Fitting In

Engaged To Be Married

Ukur Baju Di Badan Sendiri

wordless wednesday

Soul Mate

The Power Of People Influence

The haunted dais

Shhh...

twitter sober

Wordless Wednesday #2 - This Thing Call LOVE =)

Room Idea

extremely suhweet!

My Wedding Funnies - Behind the Scene I

Wordless Wednesday #1

L.O.V.E

captured

My No Frills Wedding

=)

Lost soul

To avoid conflict

super like!

Visualize

Dais inspired

Simplest Pleasure

*grins*

Stylista

Veil inspired

Venting it Out

my dreaammmyyyy weddinnggg shoe

3 words: Drop Dead Gorgeous

Sweet

Sunday LoVe

Funny

Awhsome!

maxi jupes - or so i quote

A good read - The Biggest Money Mistakes Couples Make

unpretentious

Sempurna

want!! *Screams*

fashion stalk

Let's just fall in LOVE again AND again AND again AND again

Prototypes!

I miss

Certified to Marry.

Tell me. Tell me. How not to Fall in LOvE?

Random blah blah

Who says you can't be FAT (PHAT) and Fabulous!

*screams* comel!!!!

Venue el bookie!

green purple yellow

smile

Epitome of vintage. Cantiknya. *pengsan*

Proposal Rejected

Invitation inspired

Awkward

Opposites

Pop goes the color!

Hijabs inspired!

3.07.2010

silence

Another dress inspired.

Passion

4 more days (minus today) to go *gigit jari*

Two weeks? Eek!

"Awesome marriage, Not a perfect wedding"

dresses inspired. love. love.

*tear*

confused

Is it June already?

Wants v. Needs

grins

want!! Screams

screams comel!!!!

Epitome of vintage. Cantiknya. pengsan

4 more days (minus today) to go gigit jari

tear