Beginning to feel like every day of my life is like an open tryout for a wacky new reality television show.

Took this picture yesterday on the way back home with my loved one, it's a pretty sight of the rainbow, but sadly this only what a 5 megapixel picture from my phone could capture. Need to click it to view the rainbow, that's if you could spot it. 

This week had been a very crazy week for me...

To some people this sounds normal, as there isn't any day I am fully sane and functioning well according to some of my close friends.

For a start, my great grandmother passed away last week at the age of 90+ (couldn't clarify her rightful age as old folks back in the days didn't really take the whole identity registration thing seriously), so I've been told she died peacefully at right before dusk at the age of 90+. May Allah blessed her soul and look after her in the other side. Al-Fatihah.

After coming back from the funeral, I suffered from a terrible eyesore. Long story, make it short I've recovered from it after suffering from it for a several days. Blinking, twitching, and winking like a horny pirate with a dysfunctional right eye.

Other things happened as well, happy, sad, frustrating, disappointing, well to balance out it's a roller coaster plus merry go-round ride week.

I miss how easy life used to be before I actually learn how to feel mad and disappointed when things didn't go how I pictured it to be. It's true, that when feelings start to meddle with your heart, it could make your heart goes a little boom-boom and at times when you can't take it anymore it goes..

Kaboom.

That's when things starts not to make sense, and that's also when we start blaming each other because of each other flaws, faults and mistakes. But we're merely humans. 

Making mistakes is like part of our lives.

No matter how old you get, the phrase "See I told you so" is something you could never run from.

But I guess I am just going to sit down and say "It's alright."

Sidenotes:

1) Although it's a sad week, I do enjoy my company of loved ones around me. My family, my cats, and new found friends.

2) Spotted in KL on the way back from Tangs, last week.

As some may know I used to live in Jerantut, way back then when I was a little kid. I miss Pahang somehow.

Knowing someone you love don't feel the same way about you...

Memories they soon delete, hmmm.

Oh Raya, here we go again.

A day to stuff yourself with artificial sweeteners, artificial flavors, artificial food-colorings and of course fats and calories from the faithful Lemang and Rendang.

How is your Raya so far?

With my sisters (from left): Anis, Me and Adlinur

Mine, nothing new. The same old same routine, trip down south with my family. Visit relatives and every year apparently they seem to add a new collection to the family. More and more new faces, and it seems hard to remember the names of my cousin's children. Remembering their name is one thing, it doesn't come easy with those fancy telenovela/movie/football player inspired names.

Note to self, don't produce many babies and pick a simpler shorter nicer name like Eryn. But to be honest I do have a few names in mind if I have a daughter, name like Dawn, Violet and Summer. My mum would definitely go against these names. Heck she would probably say "Tak ada nama Melayu lain ke?"

The usual activity we do is gossip and more gossip, comparing who is living a better life and of course eat. All the houses I visited stuffed me up like a pig. By not eating it would consider you as rude and not appreciating the host offerings.

Other than that, Raya seems to be a normal week laced up with food and cookies that couldn't be found on normal days. Born and bred in Kuala Lumpur doesn't seem to help much neither in getting into the Raya spirit.  I wonder how Raya celebration would be in 10 years time. Especially if my future spouse living in the same state as I am it would be tad boring. This explains why I want to live in California so badly.

The joy of exchanging cards, well lets not go there...

Ever since there's Facebook, I don't even received a greeting card anymore. Before that it was the mobile-text greeting craze, with all the forwarded Raya messages. But it seems Facebook seems to took over the wishing-department with a click away by tagging people on pictures or videos that associated with the occasion we wanted to wish our friends.

Anyway, I hope everyone enjoyed their Raya week and please bring back cookies for me. Nothing with nuts please, as I don't enjoyed them much. For the ones driving back home from their hometown, please get adequate amount of sleep/rest before going on that long journey. Don't quench yourself with energy drink such as Red Bull thinking that it would give you the extra hours behind the wheels. 

Be safe everyone. 

Sidenotes:

Missing her Gulahati extra more than usual during Raya week, the funny thing is we're only an hour away from each other. Why Raya week must be extra melancholic than usual daily week?

The Muses they pray loud, for your listless journey to me.

I lost my passion to write lately.

Be it blogging, sketching stuff on my notebook and doodle craps on receipts.

Sort of hate it too when people seems to be twisting words out of my mouth or excerpts from this blog. Then used it as a reason to bring me down or hate me. Worst still when they make stories out of nothing. Defamation, and attempts to humiliate me seems like it's never going to end. 

I do believe frien-emies are reading this blog and checked up on the update more often than my boyfriend did. It's funny too when they seem to be updated upon it faster than my best-friends and loved ones. Oh well, the pain and joy of being a ce'web'rity do have it's consequences and I'm here to talk about it.

As some as you may know, something tragic happened earlier this week. Well thank goodness I made it out alive and well. I rather not elaborate it much here and I don't want to remember it, besides I decided to act normal and lived a normal daily life as usual. I am not offended or mad at anyone. 

Instead I want to say thank you to whoever did this for giving me a Merdeka Eve I would not forget. I am sure going to get you back someday, maybe not today or tomorrow. But someday I will.

I don't hold grudges, but I let it out easily without hesitate. Okay enough of this let us move on to something else worth remembering about.

Anyway Hari Raya is coming up soon, how's your Raya preparation going on?

Me, my sister Anis and Adlinur on the way back to granny's place last year Raya in our dad's faithful serving truck

I left all the shopping to my mum's hands. Apparently I'm going all white and pink for raya this year. Last year Raya I was a bit chubby due to eating like a pig, this year I lost weight after I start eating like a piglet instead.  (Don't know if you get the inside joke or not, but heck screw it) 

So wait up for this year pictures allright?

As I don't know when is the next time I'll be blogging again, I would to wish everyone a very Happy Hari Raya especially to my family, relatives, my Gulahati and friends, ex-boyfriends, enemies, soon to be enemies, and new friends I'm ought to make anytime. Forgive me if I do say something that hurt your feelings or mentally or physically. I am just a human, not a saint. Just like the old saying says, To err is Human, to forgive is Divine.

Drive safe, doesn't matter if you're heading a long journey or just around the corner. Don't forget to invite me to all the "delicious catering food that you claimed your mum cooked it" open house. Or worst still took it from other people's open house and heat it up and claimed it's yours. Okay, I know I just asked for forgiveness like 10 seconds ago and now here I am being sarcastic again.

Watch the calories, the sugar, the fat intake this coming festive week allright, be safe where ever you are and if we might crossed path anytime, just give me a shout, a text or a call and I'll try my very best to make ends meet for everyone.

Last but not least, besides cash, I do receive and accept cheques for Duit Raya.

Tee-Hee.

Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin.

Sidenotes:

You will see one day, I’m here to stay. Hold your hand to me. We’ll find a way

Find me here, speak to me.

Hello world.

It's been 2 weeks without any updates from me. So I am here to blog that I am still alive. Thank you for the well wishes, text messages and phone calls.

I am sorry I couldn't return any of the calls or text messages as I needed time alone. No, I wasn't running away from anyone, not from you or them. 

Two weeks away from society gave me time to think and ponder about what's been going on in my life lately. Realized it's been one hell of a roller-coaster ride, or shall I add few bungee jumpings in the intervals of my drama. 

Yes, it's so confusing until I need a 2 weeks break

Thank you to a few friends which effortlessly being there for me when I need them. I don't know what would I've become without you and kindly appreciate each kind gesture you showed me.

So where have I've been for the past 2 weeks, that is for me to know and you to never find out.

I just want to put those 2 weeks far, far away from my mind and preferably not to remember it any time soon. But to those who knew, I hope it'll be our little secret.

Today like any ordinary day, I logged into my bank account to find out I've been blocked due to failed login attempts for 3 times. This what happens when your Facebook and bank account password are about the same. 

Yes, that's a silly me scenario.

Then I logged in into my Facebook to find lots of messages in my inbox and on my wall from everyone that's been concerning about my whereabouts.

I didn't knew I was so loved by everyone. Thank you again.

But no worries, I am doing fine. Been taken care of by my loved ones. Safe and sound at home.

I shall be up and blogging again with my crazy updates soon.

Let me leave you with an excerpt of a song that plays through my head all evening today to end this short blog post.

Everything by Lifehouse

Find me here, speak to me

I want to feel you, I need to hear you

You are the light that's leading me to the place

Where I find peace again

You are the strength that keeps me walking

You are the hope that keeps me trusting

You are the light to my soul

You are my purpose

You're everything 

And how can I stand here with you

And not be moved by you

Would you tell me how could it be any better than

this

You calm the storms and you give me rest

You hold me in your hands

You won't let me fall

You still my heart, and you take my breath away

Would you take me in take me deeper now

And how can I stand here with you 

And not be moved by you

Would you tell me how could it be any better than

this

And how can I stand here with you 

And not be moved by you

Would you tell me how could it be any better than

this

Cause you're all I want, 

You're all I need

You're everything... everything

You're all I want

You're all I need

You're everything... everything

Sidenotes:

Sometimes not all things dear in life would always be dear to us. Sometimes what's dear to us doesn't even know that they meant that much to us, which sometimes gave us the idea to let go of them.

As usual, with me confusion is nothing new.

I love the way I feel whenever I am with you.

Sometimes its the small things that gets you by.

The giggles, the way they smile, the way they eat, the way how their hugs makes you feel loved or simply the way they explained something.

Thats what makes a relationship goes round.

Not square nor triangle.

And thats the way I feel whenever time is spent with Gulahati.

We could be eating by the road side, lay down on the tarmac, stuck in the jam, but he always put a smile on my face, or better still always get me giggling until he doesn't understand why did I giggled.

Last Thursday night I had dinner at Monrods with Gulahati.

Since we went there after buka puasa time, the restaurant was quiet. Had my regular Lamb Chop while he had Black Pepper Chicken Chop.

Gulahati's Sparkling Blue Curacao and my Sparkling Blueberry

(Two thumbs up for the Blue Curacao)

Since there was no one else around, it was kind of peaceful having dinner just the two of us. Had dinner while watching Karate Kid on mute sound. It was peaceful until, the owner of the restaurant starts karaoke-ing dedicated each and every songs to us.

It was funny as hell, having two guys serenading songs to us. Felt special for a while. After we thought it was time for us to head back home, the owner of the restaurant treat us with free Monrod's Ice Blended and Caramel Pudding (forgotten to take picture of it).

Well its about time they treat us since I've been spending hundreds on them already. 

After dinner went back home since we're going to have a very long Friday.

Then yesterday, woke up with a shit load of tasks to do.

Went and settled traffic summons and renew the roadtax.

While waited for our turn to pay the summons, we met Po, the police cat.

Well his name is not Po, it's just shorten from the word Police, how lame was that? Haha.

(Pity him got stuck beside my boobies and Gulahati's arms)

Traffic summons that's worth a month basic salary. Yes, it was that much. So go figure. 

After paying up, settled the roadtax...the original plan was to go to The Curve and watch movie. Also planned to break our fast with Ikea meatballs.

Half-way to The Curve, Gulahati asked "Do you still want to eat meatballs?"

I was like, "No, why?"

"Then I'll take you elsewhere", he said.

"Where?" 

"If I tell you then it wouldn't be a surprise." "But I'm afraid you can't stand it.."

"Stand what?", I started to get curious.

He just continue driving, and kept mum about it.

We passed by Batu Caves and I asked, "Are you taking me to Batu Caves?"

He continues driving as if he didn't listen a single thing  I said. All the way until Ulu Yam. The road at Ulu Yam is sort of quiet filled with trees and it's a very long stretch of road.

"Sayang where are you taking me?"

"I'm selling you off to Thailand.."

"Woits, I'm asking properly.." (starting to get agitated)

Then he told me to sleep first as it's going to be a very long journey still. The funny thing was I did fell asleep. I didn't know why I was so sleepy. Probably because I woke up early.

I didn't know how long I slept, but I did woke up in the middle of the journey and asked him, "Why there's mist everywhere?"

He said it's due to the rain.

30 minutes later, I think. He woke me up again, "We've arrived"

Opened my eyes to this sight...

Genting?!

No wonder he said I might not stand it since I didn't bring any sweater, but it wasn't that cold anyway.

Okay I don't want to sound so jakun (primitive in English), but the last time I went to Genting I was 14 years old I think. So that was like what 9-10 years ago?

Hugged Gulahati and thanked him for the surprise, yes I was surprised!

But our journey didn't just ended there, something funny happened while we were at Genting. But I promised Gulahati not to mention it on blog as it was embarrassing. Not that embarrassing, but something we decided to keep it to ourselves. After all blundering everything on blog seems not to be appropriate at times. Some memories worth kept to ourselves. 

Anyway, we did break our fast at Genting at Only Mee and Friends Restaurant. Had a hot pot rice dish, which was delicious and not to forget 5 ringgit worth Teh Tarik.

5 ringgit per glass. Everything is so expensive at Genting, it's still the same F&N condensed milk and same unbranded tea they used.

Since it's 5 ringgit I need to put a picture up.

After that we went back to KL straight.

Stopped by Dataran, and Gulahati hang out with his friends while I sat in the car Facebook-ing through my phone on a crappy wireless service.

Then we head off for supper cum Sahur, as I got thirsty.

It's funny when our order arrived. Which I think it was just cute.

Blue for him and Pink for her

(It was merely a coincidence, I think)

Talked and giggled with Gulahati. It's nice knowing that  I made him happy.

I believed sometimes things happened for a reason, have you find yours?

Have a great weekend ahead Everyone.

Take care Loves.

Sidenotes:

Sometimes things have to fall apart in order for better things to fall in place.

Only the first day that matters

According to Gulahati...

First day of the fasting month matters a lot. It's one of the days besides Raya that is, family get together and break their fast together. So indirectly I'm telling I am breaking my fast alone today, since he's breaking his fast with his family.

Sigh.

But on the other hand, its glad to know he's a family man.

I like!

Well my day just didn't begin just like that today.

For a start, last night I was bored after talking on the phone with Gulahati I went on and fondle my phone. All the sudden it popped a reminder telling me my phone memory was full. Before I did get to do anything about it, the phone got stuck.

So I fondle even more.

Voila! I found an option says to reset my phone memory.

Sheepishly I just tap on the screen and poof!

It took 10 mins to actually reset everything to manufacturer standard. Then after followed the instructions, the phone was back on functioning again.

Only then I realised, I just did something stupid.

When it went on reset, apparently it deleted my contacts too. Okay I know, I know I am so stupid like that when it comes to technology. Even sometimes when Gulahati was explaining stuff to me about gadgets or cars, I'll be like "Uh huh, with that look as if you understand but actually it sounds as if he was talking in robotic language."

Then I got so pissed with the phone, I decided to just head off to bed after drinking my strawberry milk which was also my dinner.

ZzzzZZZzzzZZZZzzzZZZzz......

Up until 3.23am, received a call from Melbourne asking me to wake up for sahur. How thoughtful was that? Thanks to Abang Adri for effortlessly tried waking me up, all the way from Melbourne.

After talked to him on the phone, which I didn't remember what I actually babbled. I fell asleep again.

Up until 5 am, received a call from Azri Aizat asking me to wake up for Sahur probably...but I didn't answer the phone. Then received an sms asking me to wake up, I was like...

I'm so lucky having such friends. 

Do call me more and wake me up everyday for Sahur okay? Hehe.

Anyway to cut the story short, I didn't eat nor drink anything for Sahur and dozed off till morning. Dozed off till morning was a thing, waking up late was another thing.

I woke up all the sudden today, telling myself "Why my alarm isn't waking me up?"

Turned around and looked for my phone.

945 am?! I'm suppose to be out by now. Thank goodness, Gulahati called me asking me whether am I fasting today or not. Or else I would probably snoozed till god knows when.

I was so tempted to buy yogurt drink at the grocery store below my place, but I told myself just try make it through the day.

Yummy, gulp, burp?

I am so proud of myself, I am still sitting still not craving for food nor drink.

Gulahati said it's Impressive.

Okay that's a short update for today, let us see how am I breaking my fast today. Probably could be a piece for a blog post tomorrow?

Few more hours people, few more hours. 

Be strong.

Sidenotes:
The reason why I am afraid is because there is only One of you, Gulahati.

Holy-Moly-Wholly-Month.

Finally the month of resting yourself from sin is here.

No food, no drink, no hanky-panky, kissy-mushy from dawn up until dusk.

From dawn to dusk?

Meaning after dusk can party and get busy all night. 

Okay I am joking mummy and daddy, I know you're reading this. 

I haven't astray myself from my faith that far yet. I still know my right and wrong. Just that I haven't been practicing it thats all. I think if my mummy haven't been praying for my safety and wellness I might have been dead by now.

I do believe God accept the little deeds we do, like I always tell myself at least I tried.

Unlike some people, I still know the basic in my religion teachings.

I am not that bad okay? Although some people think that I am. People tend to be judgmental, so be it.

Compared to a few friends who doesn't even know how to recite their doa makan (Eating prayers? I don't know what its called in English)  at the age of 27 years old.

Anyway, Gulahati and I just want to wish my fellow readers Happy Fasting Month ahead. May we all manage to pull through this month without resenting to sins and temptations. Mainly pointing this at myself.

Don't forget to Sahur (Eat early morning, again I don't know what is it in English and I'm so lazy to Google it)

Don't speak bad of others. Although that time they deserve it much.

Don't....well there are many do and don'ts during this fasting month and I think you guys know it well and doesn't need me to explain it here.

Take good care of yourself people.

Love you all always.

Sidenotes:

Normal days I look forward to lunch or dinner with Gulahati.

Fasting month?

I look forward to break my fast or Sahur with him. 

Love it how things are working out fine now.

2 days and 1 night

No, it wasn't a holiday but I did had a chance to sleep on the tarmac pavement and gazed at the stars with Gulahati. Yes, it was so romantic trust me. Although the sky was clear and no stars to gaze at.

Before your mind start wondering elsewhere, let me just recap what happened last weekend.

Saturday evening Gulahati asked me whether I want to accompany him to an autoshow in Sepang. Being a newbie in this autoshow arena, without thinking twice I decided to go.

After all when else I do get to spend time with Gulahati? Normal movie routine, shopping and dinner date is starting to bore me out. So accompanying him to an autoshow is another variety of activities we could do to spend time together.

Tuners Fest 2010 Motorsport Festival in conjunction with MMER

The Merdeka Millennium Endurance (MME), the brainchild of the Sepang International Circuit Chairman, is one of the premier local Malaysian events with strong international recognitions. It has made its mark in the national’s motorsports history by being the first 12-hour endurance race organised and promoted by locals.

For the local motorsports enthusiasts, the MME is much awaited for every year since 2000. The 12 – hour endurance will definitely put the drivers’ skill, teams’ management and the machines to the limits. The team will have three drivers who will race for at least 70 minutes being before allowed to switch.

Registration ends at midnight. So to cut the story short we arrived around 11.30 pm at Sepang International Circut, SIC. Arrived and parked the faithful Mira, at the designated area and set up everything.

The real judgement is on Sunday, but was told to be there on Saturday night to make the event livelier and to support the MMER. So all we did on Saturday night was ate, chat, talk, giggle, and eat again with Gulahati and his friends.

By 3am I felt sleepy, went into the car and slept.

Actually it was very noisy, as the race was going on. But due to a very heavy eye plus I had an eyesore, all that was put aside and I just dozed off to sleep very peacefully. 

Very peaceful until 8 am the next day.

Woke up, changed into new clothes and try to look as if I bathe by rubbing perfume. Which I obviously didn't, hehe.

Anyway set up the place and off we went breakfast. Sadly to say all the Nasi Lemak was sold out and we ended up having A&W for breakfast. It's hard finding good food at SIC. Ate at the grandstand watching the race which was still on.

Trust me it wasn't a nice experience. I feel like vomiting back my Coney Dog due to the vibration of the cars passing by in my tummy and not to forget it vibrates through my throat or shall I emphasized larynx?

I don't get it whats the joy of watching a car race. How people would pay hundreds for grandstand tickets, might as well I use the money to buy myself a new bag.

Or sneakers.

Need to buy something for myself (hinting Gulahati for a shopping spree, since I know he is reading this, haha).

After breakfast, set up the car and waited for the judgement time. 

But it was so hot we decided to sit in the car instead enjoying the power of a Honda Jazz aircond. 

So breezy and cooling and I almost fell asleep. To kill time, decided to camwhore in the car with my crazy Gulahati.

So hot and I got burned

Yes, we are that bored and decided to fondle people's car

When things get a little bored in the car, Gulahati told me to go out and snap pictures so that I could blog about it and also so that he could have a collection of it too.

So I walked around and captured hundreds of pictures, these are a few of it. For more of the event coverage, please check out my Flickr online album as I don't want to crowd this whole post with pictures.  The link is on the left side of this blog.

Among few of the contestants

Gulahati, Abang Man and their cars.

Two happy guys and a palm tree

The judgement end around 2 pm or so. We head down for lunch after that at this Mak Cik stall, well to cut the story short her food sucks.

Okay now I'm like stuck what else to write... 

In conclusion, both Gulahati and Abang Man won something inclusive of cash and trophies.

We headed home straight after everything was over.

Well my day didn't just ended there.

Went home, washed up and finally bathe for the day. 

Around 8 pm Gulahati picked me up again and off we went to Sunway Pyramid to catch a movie.

I've been longing to watch Inception as I heard the review was superb. But due to only front seats left, we watched Tekken.

It was so boring, and should have watch Salt instead. I fell asleep through the movie. Not recommended for the females out there, even if you want to be sweet to accompany your guy who wants to watch Tekken, my advice is don't.

Went back home and did laundry.

Dozed off till this morning and woke up to the sound of sms from Gulahati.

What a weekend of fun I had, thanks to Gulahati I enjoyed my time at SIC very much.

Have a great week ahead everyone.

Sidenotes:

I think I lost weight, but yet to be prove. 

Need to find myself a weighing scale or go somewhere secluded to weigh myself.

Friend or Girlfriend?

Hello readers, good day.

Hope everyone started their day up with a happy tune, just like I did. Although I am currently suffering from eyesore on my right eye. I don't know why, probably because of my contacts lens wasn't cleaned properly the day before. Or probably over exposed to the hair warmer yesterday while colouring my hair.

Yes. I coloured my hair after being persuaded by Gulahati.

Well before I start on my hair journey, on Thursday night I watched The Last Air Bender with Gulahati. Nice story, and apparently it's going to be another saga as the story was sort of hanging. I don't want to spoil by telling the story line as some of you may have not watched it.

Yesterday we went to One Utama with the purpose of having lunch. But it's been a while Gulahati had the idea of rebonding his hair since he plans on keeping his hair long. So after lunch at Simply Penang we wondered around looking for hair saloon with affordable price and good service. On Thursday evening I asked my friends on Facebook and mostly recommended me saloon in Bangsar which is out my usual hang out area.

We didn't really wondered around as we only surveyed 2 shops. First shop we went, rebonding cost around 450 ringgit for short hair? Expensive. I don't mind paying, but 450 ringgit for a hair do is undoubtedly expensive. I might earn millions of cents but I think anything above 350ringgit for hair is just too much.

Then we ended up at Infinity Saloon, top floor beside Celebrity Fitness, opposite Burger King. 

It started with Gulahati and his hair rebonding project.

Gulahati on the seat far end waiting for his turn

While waiting for his hair to be done, I called a few girlfriends but none was available to accompany my yawning through Gulahati's hair process. An hour later, Gulahati asked me "You don't want to colour your hair?" 

I was like. "I want to but I don't know what colour to choose from."

Then we got the stylist to bring us the colour catalog and Grace my soon-to-be stylist (as I was still deciding whether want to do my hair or not), chosed 2 colours. One for full hair colour, the other one for my highlights.

Sat and think. 

Gulahati convinced me that it's a turn on and it's hot, so I did went on with it.

I don't think I need to post pictures of the process of making our hairs, as we look ridiculous with the plastic sheets, and aluminium foils on our head. Although Gulahati did snap a lot of my pictures looking like a complete dork, as a revenge of me snapping his pictures looking like a Star Trek character with the plastic ear covers (to those who get their hair rebond or colour would understand what plastic ear covers I'm referring to)

But there is one picture of him I would like to share, as I think he look so cute.

Right before the moisturizing treatment

(After treatment he looks better, don't worry)

He's just so funny and never fail to get me laughing like a dork on my chair beside him.

It's fun being pampered once in a while like this.

I don't really remembered what colour I chose for my hair. As I just agreed with the stylist when Gulahati said it look nice. So just let the picture below explain it all.

Blonde highlights with don't know what colour as the base.

(Apparently it looks different at night, and striking in the morning)

After getting our hair done, we went off to Mid Valley for dinner and do a little shopping. Gulahati bought himself a Nike Air Force One that just arrived in stores 3 days ago. A very nice blue squeaky sneakers, me love!

Had our dinner and decided to watch a movie.

We watched The Sorcerer's Apprentice. It's been a while since I watched Nicholas Cage movies.

Overall the movie was nice. Not as interesting as The Last Air Bender. But the thing that caught my attention in The Sorcerer's Apprentice was a question in the movie.

"He (Dave) asks in a note if she’s (Becky) interested in him as a friend or a girlfriend."

I just think it was so sweet of him to ask that question when he was only like what, 9 years old? Oh young love.

Waiting for someone to asked me that is like waiting an antidote for insanity. 

Oh well, have a splendid weekend Loves.

Sidenotes:

Took a very long time finishing this post, started this post at 11am but stop half-way for lunch at Pizza Hut with Gulahati.

I love my new hair, thanks to Gulahati for being so persuasive and convincing.

Hope my eyesore doesn't get any worst. Ouch.

(In this picture it doesn't look so striking, look as if I didn't colour at all)

Hope he loves his new hair-do too. (Well it doesn't look all spiky like the picture below, as we forgotten to take a proper picture)

I could stuck a lifetime with this guy, seriously he's just so funny.

Oh Gulahati =)

Always try your best to get whatever you love, otherwise you will be forced to love whatever you get.

When I told him it's time to take a risk, I told him despite of anything and everything I hope he's the one I could trust my heart with.

Well he proved it well last night, although the truth hurts but at least he was honest about it rather than lie straight to my face.

So step one, in working things out is working out perfectly fine.

Step two, is mutual understanding. Which I am still working it out on my part. I could be very sensitive and spoilt sometimes. Something apparently he doesn't give in to.

Step three? Well there is no step three as I don't think relationships should be followed by rules or guidelines provided in self-help book section. It is something you discover and something you learn by yourself. (Okay how many something must I mention here in a sentence...)

Just like I did last weekend.

I found out Gulahati could be very stern and strict at times.

Like very strict and almost sound like my mother that night.

It's been a while since someone scolded me like that. Almost scared the crap out of me.

Enough of crapping, move on to what's been happening the whole of last week.

Monday to Thursday, mostly spend with Gulahati.

Friday spent my time at the sticker shop until 7 am the next morning fixing body sticker for Gulahati's Autoshow car.

Saturday off to KL Tower Autoshow.

Sunday, suffered from constipation.

Pictures? All loaded on my Flickr album on the side of this blog page. Too many for me to load it in a post. By the way, I had the Flickr album for quite some time. It's just that I didn't bother to use it much. But since with all the events I'm attending I figured out yesterday, why not put it in use again right? So you may encounter ugly ancient pictures of me back then.

Will update the online album soon when I actually do have the time to do so.

Yesterday Monday, well had a normal day and dinner with Gulahati and a wonderful time laced with love. 

Anyway...

Sometimes it's hard to get it into someone's head that not everything is meant to be. But in my case, everything is worth a try.

Life must go on, despite of everything that's coming your way.

You're at the verge of dying, it's either you're dead or not.

The traffic-light is red, it's either you stay or go ahead.

The food is cold, it's either you heat it up or eat it straight.

It's raining outside, use an umbrella or run through it.

Life is not about making the right choice or the right moves. It's actually more to what's best for yourself. Sometimes what is good for you might be harm for others. Sometimes what makes you happy, bring tears to the other person. Sometimes, everything doesn't seem to be enough.

It's not easy to please everyone but sometimes people just doesn't seem to get it.

I hope everything would settle down soon, because as calm as I try to be I don't want to be hypocrite that I am sad.

Have a great week ahead Everyone.

Sidenotes:

I may not be the one for you, but I would like to make your life worthwhile with me. I hope you're happy for now my dear Gulahati.

1) By the way KFC drive-thru Kota Kemuning, care to explain why you wasted all the spoons on me?

Funny as I opened the plastic the other day after doing my laundry and discovered more than 8 spoons given for me to eat my Whipped Potato.

If only their manager know the workers being wasting stuff like that.

2) Sorry for starting the week with a boring post, having mental-block at the moment.