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.

End of One Ramadhan

It was our last day fasting. Fuh, a month went by so quickly, but I'm feeling pretty glad and looking forward to going out for lunch again (instead of hiding McD in your car during that time of the month).

Azrin and I have been going out for Sahur almost every morning, and this morning was our last Sahur. He have been eating petai everyday for a month that on our last Sahur, they were out of petai HAHA *stuff nose with cotton*.

Yes, I can sleep and eat at the same time. I am special.

No more vichudda please omg i'm starting to smell like padprik udang.

Last buka puasa :

So what do we do on the last day of Ramadhan? Its like war in this house where Chief Mommy would order us all to clean, vacuum, organise, cut onions, clean fish, boil ketupat *puts on ear plug and curl into bed*.


..and little troubly helper *poke*.

....what I look forward to most.....

RAYA!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let's just hope I can still fit my baju raya.

Raya Gadget

I've wanted an Ipad for quite sometime now. Just to play games. Sure, some of you might think 'might as well just buy an Iphone'. I keep my nails long all the time (Yes ma, syaitan hanging for their dear life on em), so if I were to use an Iphone, sending a text might take a year. Me and teeny little touchscreen gadgets can never be friends. Ever.

...and the invention of Ipad. Iphone, on steroids. Awesome. Suitable for them chubby fingers and long nails.

Me : Abang, I want and Ipad2 *hint*
Abang : Go get it yourself.

Me : Abah, can I have an Ipad2?
Dad : ....a what?
Me : Nvm.

*breaks piggy bank*

*cry*

Oh, I forgot, my one ray of hope *lightbulb*

Me : Bee, you know that saying, err, happy wife happy life.
Azrin : ..........
Me : Ok, nevermind, I want Ipad 2. White. Please.
Azrin : For what?
Me : To play games.
Azrin : No. because u're just going to play for a week and break it.

Maybe God wants me to just stick to Poker on BB.

But but but today....

See, the chances of your prayers being heard by God in Ramadhan is just waaaay higher.

I have the greatest boyfriend in the world. Any of you skanks try to steal him from me.... oh you just watch out.

"Happy Wife, Happy Life"

Azrin : Shoo..now go play far far away.

I.Feel.Loved.

French with a Twist

I promised Sarah I would treat her for a meni-pedi day for her birthday (which I also bought her the tallest pair of heels she's got). What better way to kill time when fasting but to treat yourself with the bestie and gossip.

Unfortunately we were seated far from each other and there was a lady in between us. So gossiping means that poor lady would know everything about us and our friends within an hour.

Damnit.

So we opted for french meni, hand paraffin, hand and leg scrub and pedi. Yes, when we say we want to kill time, we really really do.

Look at the hardened, dead skin they scraped of my feet!! Omg disgusting.

So that was the longest time I have ever spent doing my nails. Who spent three hours in a nail salon? We did!

See, our frenchie was with a little twist. We made the tip coloured. Maybe it is not called French no more...

Sarah : What tip should mine be?

Me : Gold!!
Sarah : Taknak lah, macam korek taik telinga.
Me : Eww.

Ramadhan

How's puasa so far everyone?

I think the biggest ramadhan challenge is driving home during rush hour, trying to make it in time for breaking fast AND try to keep it cool and not curse so that your pahala points are not deducted for every guy that cuts you without signaling.

Patience.

Sabar itu separuh dari iman.

I have not been seeing my friends much. I gave myself a week off from class the whole of last week (self-declared state of emergency). Everyday, before 7pm, I'll be in my room watching any possible non-vulgar, non-18sx series I can find (to be on the safe side, I stocked up on malay series-Tahajjud Cinta). Only at night will I be out and about, even that, I hardly see my friends.

So one day, I gathered them up for buka puasa.



While some of us was counting minutes, others were busy playing taptaprevenge to kill time.



Siapa yang menang tu, maknanye banyak energy nak focus, maknanye tak puasa.kan?heh.

Food came, did not have time to take pictures of food. But 3 seconds later...



*burp*

I might be a little late, but I would like to wish everyone a Happy Ramadhan!!!! Looking forward for Raya though :)

Blonded

You know why is it best to head to a salon with Mom?

Because I can do whatever I want to my hair and she'll pay for it. Awesome. So she had some touch up to be done so I was'nt going to miss out. My hair was starting to look like Simba anyway.

Mom: Adik, do whatever you want, but no more pink and all this weird colour.
Me: Blonde?
Mom: Ok.

She's a bit traumatised because back then I had pink and purple streaked hair, and after a week it turned bleached blonde and super damaged. That means multiple trips Mom had to bring me back to fix it. Well, she was the one who did not want to walk around with crazy hair kid following her.

So I opted for some blonde highlights, and some treatments.

I hate waiting for hours to do my hair. Gosh, the things us ladies do to be presentable. Men just step into a barbershop and voila in 15 minutes, and only cost 10 bucks *shakes head*.



End result??

It looks much brighter in some sunlight.

So, what does Dad/driver do while waiting for us?



Aww, if this isn't love for his wife and daughter, I don't know what is. He did hunt for the remote and changed it to news.Boring.