Title: he who laughs last, thinks slowest.
Date/Time: Wednesday, December 30, 2009 // 11:15 PM
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I: you know right i love facial hair! :D
R: why don't you grow some on yourself?
Title: blissfully (?) unemployed.
Date/Time: 6:47 PM
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today's the day!

this sunday, i won't have to wake up early in the morning. :)
won't need the pass. or the mp3 that keeps me awake on mornings i wished i was at home. heh. :)

met up with zinkie, my bubble tea buddy when i was doing the night shift. :D
forgot how super random she can be. and dear friends, she is way way way way more random than me. haha.


just around 30minutes before i was suppose to knock off, leonie came up to me and said they've got a surprise for me.
'get ready your speech arhhh'
i thought she was kidding.
as i was standing up, looking around, i realised everyone was standing and gathering around my table. so malu!
I'M NOT GOOD AT HAVING ALL THE ATTENTION FOCUSED ON ME.
i wanted to crawl under the table.
malu i. >.<



but i was so touched by their gesture. cos i really did not expect it.
awww. and as i was leaving, looking into the office for the last time, i felt a tinge of sadness. i honestly pouted my lips. :( and then i said, 'oh.. so sad!!'
super slim chance of me walking down that aisle and into that room again, at least not in the near future.
baahhhh. gonna miss the morning crew most. they're the one i always see around the office.

please excuse the lousy quality of pictures. using my camera phone in the unnatural lighting. anyways, that's 3/4 of the ppl in my office. some are missing cos 1)they've gone home 2)not on shift for that day or 3)have not arrived.
i didn't expect myself to feel sad, really.
2years plus plus. they're such good and nice people. :')
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after work made plans with ramdan to go out. kinda celebrated the freedom i had just acquired. and i guess in this case, cheer me up a little bit. heh.
it was raining so we ended up at library@esplanade.
loved it! in the quietude of the library reading while looking over the singapore river. simple pleasures ♥


Title: it's my prerogative.
Date/Time: 6:17 AM
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Wearing the Muslim veil in America: What it's likeWearing the Muslim veil in America may cause awkward moments, but this hijabi finds more positive than negative in her choice.
Feminist Naomi Wolf wrote in her 2008 essay, 'Behind the veil lives a thriving Muslim sexuality,' that Islam and its injunction of modesty channels sexuality into marriage and family life: 'When sexuality is kept private and directed in ways seen as sacred – and when one's husband isn't seeing his wife (or other women) half-naked all day long – one can feel great power and intensity when the headscarf or the chador comes off in the home.'
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A year and a half ago I married a man who loves me in hijab. He supports my choice to wear it – I wore it for our wedding – and he says that in hijab I am beautiful and empowered.
Not everyone thinks so. A few years ago a hairdresser shepherded me into a backroom for a private cut, away from public view.
'You're in America now, honey,' she confided, trying to help me. 'You don't have to wear that thing on your head.'
My hairdresser was trying to liberate me from hijab. But for me, hijab is liberation. It is the freedom to assert my identity and live according to my values.

bahhhhhhhhhhh. i want a maxi dress!
Title: heaven on earth.
Date/Time: Tuesday, December 29, 2009 // 8:36 AM
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today is my second last day.
tomorrow's gonna be my last day at ST.
i'm so excited to not wake up at 4am in the morning,
not work on the weekends and public holidays. :D
even so, i guess i'll miss the routine of the whole thing;
#1 getting waken up by the buzzing of the alarm,
#2 dragging myself to the toilet wishing i could curl back under the #3 blankets and immerse my body in the comforts of my comfy bed,
#4 saying thank you to the pakcik driver,
#5 making small talks,
#6 smiling at random stangers in the building,
#7 saying goodbye to the security officer,
#8 and going home at 230pm when everyone else is still stuck in the office (muahahahaha).
#9 oh and of course i'll miss the generous pay we get for a temp job that is so simple to do. hehe.
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that aside..

alvin and the chipmunks are so cute!
theodore is my favourite! he's so fluffy (ehem) and fat and adorable!!!
if only theodore was real!!! BAAHHH.

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oh and another thing,
all those who aren't happy that sezairi is the 3rd singapore idol cos they'd rather have a female singapore idol, that's dumb.
you base it on gender, really? -.-
merepek sey.
i was rooting for sylvia. but when i realised sezairi was the better overall performer that night, i kinda cheated on sylvia and was rooting for sezairi kinda abit. ok fine a lot.
they were both great. sortta hard to compare, cos sylvia's a powerhouse and sezairi's a souful singer. it's like comparing apples and oranges.
Title: i want my own mr carter.. :)
Date/Time: Monday, December 28, 2009 // 12:14 PM
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AMERICUS (Georgia) - THE occasion was a happy one: an 85th birthday celebration for Jimmy Carter, at an ornate theater down the road from Plains. And yet the former president could not hold back the tears.
High school students were singing 'Wind Beneath My Wings' as they lined up to deliver roses to Rosalynn, his wife. And the 39th president of the United States wept. 'Although I've been famous in many ways, it's always been because of my wife of 63 years,' he tells the crowd. 'And I love her more now even than when I asked her to marry me and she turned me down.'
Theirs is a love story that began more than 80 years ago. He loves to tell stories about their courtship. The two were neighbours when Mr Carter was 4 years old, but they did not start dating until after he had shipped off to the US Naval Academy.
Mr Carter was seeing a beauty queen from a southwest Georgia college at the time, but he agreed to a date with Ms Rosalynn because, as the tale goes, he wanted a reason to go to the movies. After one date, he went back home and told his mother he had found his bride. Ms Rosalynn was not so sure. She rejected him the first time he asked, and, in Mr Carter's telling, went on to date every eligible boy in the county. 'But finally Rosalynn agreed to marry me. That was the best moment in my life,' the ex-president said.
When Mr Carter was defeated by Ronald Reagan in 1980, some of the couple's friends thought she may have been more devastated than her husband. 'I liked for him to be president. I felt very safe about my country,' she says. 'I remember standing on the lawn when he had a visiting head of state, and I would well up inside because I was so thankful he was there taking care of things.' Her eyes well up. 'It's really emotional for me.'
Mr Carter calls Ms Rosalynn his 'equal partner' and he will go to lengths to prove it. He sometimes will call her up to the podium in the middle of a press conference to let her speak, mention his 82-year-old wife's work while he is talking about his. He brings her on most of his overseas trips, saying simply he feels lonelier without her. Ms Rosalynn reluctantly admits she gets tired of all the travelling, but she says each journey has its payoff. -- AP
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Title: till death do us part.
Date/Time: Thursday, December 24, 2009 // 12:30 AM
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ok, i have put this off long enough.
it's time for an update for oniisan's wedding! :)
friday was the nikah.
saturday was the wedding reception at the girls' side.
sunday was the wedding reception at the guys' side, oniisan's side.
firstly, preparations for a wedding especially if it's your immediate family member's, is definitely insanely super exhausting. it was amazing even though i had runny/blocked nose and occasional sore throats, i still managed to do all the things i did and didn't find myself lying down on my bed drowned in my thoughts of healthy yesterdays. :b i was running around like mad.
friday was the nikah.
i must say, so many people helped out with the wedding.
without them, we could never have done half the things we did.
so Alhamdulillah for all the help, and thank you so much.
no words could express how thankful i am, on behalf of mama, oniisan and the whole family of course. :)
take the sireh dara for example.
on friday, tanter, affein and i went down to the florist to get fresh flowers.
and then tanter and bik ani did most of the flower arrangements.
and all the gubahan and the hantarans, i dare say tanter, bik ani and mama were the masterminds in creating such a beautiful end result.
i say my aunts have a special talent! and if they opened up such bridal services, their customers will never be disappointed cos they want nothing less than perfection! :D *hope this is in the blood. hehe.
ok so anyways, friday.
i didn't have ample time to care about my appearance.
minimal makeup. had no time to set aside time to dress up.
oniisan looked so handsome, and kak farhanah looked gorgeous. i'm almost 100% certain their children will be beautiful. :)






on saturday,
we spent most of the time just bumming around taking pictures and filling our tummy.
it was a relaxing morning. :)
the girl's side had the whole tahan-tahan the guys side.
and just before the dais, her younger brothers and cousins were there to become the gantry. it's really adorable!
they had a notebook in hand, ready to jual us their pantun.
lucky for us, noorhaaziq my cousin is quite the poet! haha. his pantun was very entertaining and funny.
too bad it wasn't loud enough for everyone to hear the gerek pantun, especially considering it was extremely impromptu! :D
that night, while everyone was sleeping, i made sure the bride's and groom's room were decent for them.
i put up the certains, cleaned up the gubahan-gubahan that was given the day before. sounds like a little right, but it took a lot of effort! especially when you were sneezing 70% of the time. i was running on adrenaline right then, not energy, because i had none. HAH!
i ended up sleeping at 530am.
woke up at 9am and ran some more errands.
i was amazed at the fact that i didn't oversleep!
i guess everyone performs when they know they are really needed.
i knew it was oniisan's special day, i had to persevere.
and persevere i did.
sunday was a good day.
most of the aunties and cousins wore purple, we had 3 flower girls and 3 flower boys.
they were so adorable! :D


i don't have the pictures of the two oldest flowe boy and girl cos i had to run somewhere else. lol.

thank you to all that made it happen, and came untuk memeriahkan lagi the majlis. :)
the wedding couldn't have gone any better. Alhamdulillah. <3
oniisan just came back from his honeymoon at maldives.
so jealous. haha.
he'll be sleeping over tomorrow till sunday.
can't wait to hear all about how beautiful maldives was! :D
fyi, i've given up uploading anymore photos. it takes too long and i'm already sleepy. for more pics go fb k?
goodnight everyone.
Title: to breathe life into.
Date/Time: Tuesday, December 22, 2009 // 11:17 PM
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be soft.
do not let the world make you hard.
do not let the pain make you hate.
do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.
take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
You ever look a picture of yourself, and see a stranger in the background?. It makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other peoples life have we been in. Were we a part of someone’s life when their dream came true or were we there when their dream died. Did we keep trying to get in? As if we were somehow destined to be there or did the shot take us by surprise. Just think, you could be a big part of someone elses life, and not even know it.
~lucas scott, one tree hill
i keep going to random tumblr accounts to look for inspirational quotes.
they're all so interesting, they tempt me to get myself an account.
but this blogspot holds too much memory, i feel reluctant to move.
BAHHH.
Title: i thank God everyday.
Date/Time: Monday, December 21, 2009 // 1:50 PM
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my atok's philosophy on finding love,
'biar sakit mata, jangan sakit hati'.
Title: oh-am-ghee.
Date/Time: Sunday, December 20, 2009 // 8:42 PM
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ewww ewww ewww ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
i just witnessed a friend flirt with my baby cousin.
nothing is more disturbing than this.
at least nothing i can compare with.
PLEASE KILL ME NOW.
POKE MY EYES.
DO SOMETHING TO ERASE THE IMAGE THAT I HAVE NOW.
Title: ours continue, without an ending.
Date/Time: 1:19 PM
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sometimes you have to test someone,
not because you dont trust them,
but to see how much they'll sacrifice for you.
and sometimes you have to let them go;
not because you suddenly stopped loving them,
but to see if they love you enough to come back.
~found the quote somewhere.
Title: Tuhan maha adil.
Date/Time: Wednesday, December 16, 2009 // 4:23 PM
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you have some, you don't have some.
the point is not about having everything.
the point is making the best of what you have.
when will we ever learn?
Title: take care of today only..
Date/Time: Friday, December 11, 2009 // 10:46 PM
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'when Allah loves some people He tests them.' ~hadith sahih.
A happy person once said:"The beautiful day is the day on which we have control of our affairs and our affairs do not control us. It is the day on which we control our desires and we are not controlled by them like slaves.
Some of these days I can remember and will never forget.
Every day on which I managed to save myself from the vicious circle of worrying about what I can and cannot do is a wonderful day.
How wonderful is the day on which I was hesitating whether to do a deed for which people would praise me or a deed for which no one would praise me, and no one would know about it, so I forsook the praise of poeple and was content to do an action which I will remember for as long as I live, but which no one will hear about.
How wonderful is the day on which I felt that my pockets were filling with money but my conscience was devoid of dignity, so I decided that I would rather be penniless and have a clear conscience.
These days are wonderful, and the most wonderful thing about them is that my worldly gain on these days is very small, but the fact that I gained self-respect from my actions far outwieghs that, and what I gained on such days is great, praise be to Allah, the Exalted, All-Merciful."
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Be happy with what is in your hand, content with whatever Allah has decreed and give up all daydreams that dl not suit your efforts and abilities.
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According to the Islamic viewpoint, regretting past failures and weeping bitterly for past pain and defeat are manifestations of disbelief in Allah, the Almighty, and discontent with what He has decreed.MasyaAllah.
Astaghfirullah,Astaghfirullah,Astaghfirullah.
Title: lawak jenaka.
Date/Time: Thursday, December 10, 2009 // 1:42 PM
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Girls are like phones. We love to be held, talked too but if you press the wrong button you'll be disconnected!
Title: advantage.
Date/Time: Wednesday, December 09, 2009 // 2:17 PM
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az: eh nuwul, you sure the guy in the pic is choy? not the lawyer?
nuwul: yar, i'm very sure.
az: quite cute eh? HEHE. no wonder they let themselves be seduced.
hahahah.
he's on trial for seducing another man's wife, fyi.
Title: touche.
Date/Time: Tuesday, December 08, 2009 // 2:51 PM
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it has always been.
Title: in awhile.
Date/Time: Sunday, December 06, 2009 // 5:22 AM
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the time now is 5:22am.
good morning world.
-_-zzz