Passport

I hate taking passport/IC/license photos. Hate Hate Hate.

I'm going to renew my passport tomorrow, so this time I plan to look a little bit better than the last time.

Did my hair, spent an hour on make up.. so had my bangs to the side to cover up some chubby-ness and what not. Even sat in front of the mirror and practise smiling for 10 mins, because in my drivers license picture, I look constipated. Had to live with that for 5 horrible years, which is why I actually wear my seatbelt so that I dont get stop by the police and have them see my license. Horror.

At least my in my IC I have got no face. Just blank white circle and super blonde hay. No nose, no eyes, no lips, nothing.

FML.


At the shop, I was ready with my big smile preparing to show the world my pearly whites when...

"Dik, senyum boleh, tapi jangan nampak gigi" (Can't see no teeth)

Haa?

*put lips together*

"Dik, nak kena nampak telinga" (Must see ears)

*eyes getting teary*

Why must you look depressed and retarded in your passport? Why would you want someone looking like that into your country? Passport photos should look like this :

Much better. See, still no teeth, and you can kinda see my ears.

...and what is this thing where you can't tilt your head? Hello! my 6-months old niece tilts her head AND pout her lips in front of a camera! Head tilting should be mandatory.

Suppose to pick up the pictures soon. Don't even want to know how it turned out. Bet I look like a freaking terrorist.

Potong Jambul

Mom and Dad organised a little "potong jambul" ceremony for their little granddaughter. Sorry, but I dont really understand the story behind this, but what I know is, we cut little strand of hair of the newborn, bless her with some rose water, and kiss her until she cries (ok, only I did that last part). We also slaughtered a whole lamb (no, we did not do it in our garden. we paid someone to do it far far away) and feed everyone who came. Poor lamb, but oh my you're so freaking delicious.

Princess Sofia was a tad cranky that day. I mean, I get her. I get cranky too if my hair is in the hands of people with no expertise, duh. Tragic.

"You cut my hair crooked, I will spray you down with my milk"

Actually, she's hungry all the time, I don't think she would want to waste her milk.

 But do watch out if she throws her yellow bunny.

Let the snipping...begins *que baby sofia yelling*

See that man on Azrin's right? He's the doctor that welcomed Sofia. He's also the man that pulled me AND my brother out to this world. AND he's Dad's best/karaoke buddy.

Awkward.

Yes, she has so much hair, even if the whole KL comes and cut her hair, there will still be no difference. Exaggerate, that one.

Introduction

Crazy assignment season right now. Starting to think that this damn degree better be worth it, I swear to god.

Seriously, I have no time to do anything. Ok, that's a teeny lie. heh.

Here a sneaky peaky....

Take 1.

Take 2.

Take 3. Ok, mommy's annoyed.

anak dara melayu terakhir. kalau nak masuk meminang sila ambil nombor *hat tuii*
Anyway, i will write a full post next on my niece's potong jambul. Ah, that little girl. While everyone's running around preparing her little occasion, guess what she was up to?

*snore*

Such a diva.

I will be back beetch.

Raya Day 2

At last I can blog again. My laptop kaput-ed a few days back and its really starting to annoy me. This is like the 5th time that happen this year. Weird thing is, only when I go to this one website that all the virus, trojan and whatnot attack my little purple laptop (yes, I have antivirus). Azrin is pretty annoyed because he told me not to visit that website anymore, and I still do hee (because everytime this happens HE have to spend 3 hours looking for parking in Digital Mall and HE have to go fix it while I chill at the waffle stall in DM).

If that ain't love, I dont know what is.

Since we're all still ber-Syawal, and the roads are screwed during the weekend because we konon want to mengeratkan silaturrahim but actually just aiming to go to as many open houses in one day which is ridounkulous because they all serve the same food, so I will write about my second day raya.

I was so tired by then I just wanted to sleep, until I smelled mommy's famous lontong. Food over sleep, definitely. Relatives on Daddy's side were coming over, all of them from Johor.

Sibling No 5, Sibling No 3, Sibling No 6

Oh, nevermind. Here's them peeckcher.

How Malaysian Are You?

Came through a pretty cool quiz online

"How Malaysian Are You"

I was smiling to myself while answering the questions, you'll see why!

*pats back*

Very proud indeed.

Oh try it too here!!!

Birthday Boy

Family Big Boss's birthday few days ago, while he was too busy partying it up with his mates, I was running around like a chicken looking for his present.

Must.Keep.BigBoss.Happy.....or allowance will be cut.

Hitler.hee.

He have been giving hints he wanted a new belt. A good, branded one so that he can wear it for the next 25 years (his reason everytime for demanding quality goods).

Azrin bought him a bottle of perfume. Seriously, it smells so freaking good. Highly recommended. Its the red bottle one from Polo Big Pony Collection. Awesome!!

So le familia had birthday dinner at d'italliane kitchen (ironic, cuz bday boy hates italian food). If it was Daddy's choice, he would be so much happier eating Nasi Kandaq.

" Four dollars and you'll be full for a lifetime"

"minus food poisoning, if you're unlucky"

Carbonara was to die for. Literally death on a plate. So creamy and thick omg. I'm not a fan of thin pizzas, but the rest said its pretty darn good.

....and the little cranky furball that was hoping someone would blend carbonara pizza and put it in a bottle.hee.

Happy Birthday Abah. Stop working and go enjoy life with Mommy in Bahamas or something. You're the awesomest, fabulous-est Papa in the whole wide world...and yes, stop stalking me on FB. My profile is private, i still don't know how you can read my statuses everyday.

Raya Day 1

Overly excited for Raya and now I'm curling in my bed, half dead, with food poisoning. FML.

Usually for Raya my family would celebrate it in Muar, but this year we decided to just party it up here in KL. I was excited to see what its like to celebrate here. I think all my life, I've only Raya-ed here twice and I barely remember how it was.

One word : Tiring.

In Muar our food was catered. Now we have to cook. For 300 people.

First day, mostly relatives from Mom's side came...

Being the youngest in the family, I'm not so good with kids. That day was babies overdose for me. Crying, yelling, poking, sleeping, eating (on white sofas gasp!) omg help.

Cute.

Oh even Azrin brought his siblings and grandmama to beraya at my house *gaya perempuan melayu terakhir untuk mertua haha*.



*cough*



Selamat Hari Raya to every single one of you and my apologies if I have ever done anything wrong, or if my bitchy mouth have said something offensive to you, also if I have been rude to you on the road (hungry people, angry people sorry). Maaf zahir and batin, ok.