Ok I am going to take a breather now a do a bit of blogging.
Orders closing 7th November are in.
Her Closet will be letting you know the final confirmation of the stocks.
(To Zah.. so far yours still ok. hehehe)
There will be another set of pre-order items coming to you in a few days time.
I need a break - for now.
I am really exhausting myself and there is still a lot of office work which I need to clear by tonight, before I head to bed.
Eyes half open, my fingers are so itchy to type whatever the brain is thinking.
First thing's first.
Me and Sue attended Hani's wedding dinner on the 1st.
As per normal, we were so excited meeting each other, though that night I had to leave so abruptly.
We did not even get to take a picture with the bride and groom. But of course we had a picture of them
and us!
(sorry ni cameraman so teruk!)
I hate picture flashes, cos I will look so white!
But at least we got pictures, don't we Sue?
=)
Then the following night was Russell Peters show.
He is so hawt!!
I almost melted in my sit.
I wondered how I laughed and drooled at the same time.
Best thing is that you can still see his babat and I really have this thing for men wearing jeans and white shirts.
Clean yet rugged look.
I felt my hormones surging all over again
*lol*
Literally the lamp post among 2 couples, I was having so much fun laughing alone.
Kes tak kisah dunia for that 2 hours.
Opening show was good.
But I expected Russell to be better this time around especially with all the experiences he has.
Of course I laughed sampai anak tekak macam nak terkeluar but he didn't talk about the mats & minahs.
Sad stuff.
He talked about American politics which surprisingly the Singaporeans did not laugh much.
I don't read the papers much but I do follow politics quite a bit.
Interesting shit - literally.
That is the only topic that when you see the headlines on papers, you can laugh to yourself
example:
"Najib calls out for citizens not to forget Pak Lah"
Funny... not to forget what politic upheaval he created Malaysia.
"Saddam is still in hiding"
They knew?
*lol*
I walked out of Rock Auditorium trying to fine-tune my throat again while the couples walk together.
Yes, I almost lost my voice.
Here were all of us at the Rock Auditorium.
On Thursday was daddy's birthday.
A celebration he deserved to have more for being the best daddy but because all of us were drained, we could not bring ourselves to think what gift to buy, where to eat.
Poor daddy.
He warned us not to get for him the Samsung Omnia.
*lol*
Would you like PSP dad?
*lol*
Well, irregardless of the place, we had a good dinner.
The longest dinner we had since Nyai was admitted to the hospital.
A more relaxed night with laughs echoing in the air.
It was nice to see smiles on everyone. Including me.
Something different from the tired faces.
In fact, since now da lama tak jejak town, the minute I finished my food, me and mom cabut sekejap to Metro Paragon to check out the sale.
*hehehe*
jadi la!
After that patah balik to Swensens cos Lil' Sis just finish her dinner and it was dessert time.
Location: Swensens, Park Hotel
The father and daughter act:
The parents' act
They whispered and laughed
They preparing for their act
The couple celebrating HIS 54th birthday
A father whom I never regretted having.
Despite being very overprotective, he is one wise man.
Always calm and with his low-toned voice, I was the only rebel he could put up.
He was my Maths coach during school.
A genius in maths. A sharp mind.
I remember tearing my A-Maths assessment book and and tore my working papers but he just ignored me.
I get frustrated not being able to do mathematics sum.
He kept telling me to read and I would snap,"I read what. Question so stupid"
Yeah, I was one grumpy ol' hag.
I grew up with him not allowing me know boys.
I did anyway and he spies on us - I know.
Then I grew up being his 25-year-old daughter. A time when he was too overprotective with the man I dated.
Now, he wants to know who I am dating or who is the next one in line that my aunty(ies) would pick for me.
But I kept disappointing the parents with my 'he's-not-my-type' and 'don't-chase-me-out-of-the-house' kind of answer.
My dad.
A man who grew from traditionally rigid to a mellow man, I have seen how he has changed over the past 26 and a half years that I am with him.
Still in many ways rigid, I wonder how he is going to be with his grandchildren.
The ladies in the house kept laughing imagining it.
I learn a lot of things from him especially when it came to office politics and business.
Communication, interaction, negotiation.
In many ways, he made me the woman I am today.
Striving, hardworking and always with an aim.
Though we grew up with an easy lifestyle since Lil' Sis was a toddler,(yes, we started off being poor & no money), he never pamper his kids with life experiences.
Instead of allowing us to work with him, till today, he throw us out to the cruel fact of life.
Daily talks about work help us groom our minds and sharpen our thoughts.
He warns us never to give up in a competitive world like this, though he knows it is harder for minorities like us.
I respect the fact that my dad never took advantage of situations and never take things for granted.
I will always remember that whenever I part with him a portion of my pay, whether $20(which was my first part-time job) or to the amount he has today, he never rejected.
Instead he always smiled and say thank you.
It always moved me.
Happy 54th Birthday Daddy.
May Allah bless your kind soul and place you among the greatest people in the eyes of Allah.
You deserve it. The strides you take for us.
The travelling you have to do, the danger you are exposed to in your work just to let us have better food than yesterday, a better living today.
None of us could repay you but I pray He will.
I always whine saying I look like him but probably, little did he know, I am the proudest to be looking like him.
This was him and the little girls in his life.
I was a replica of my paternal grandma and a photocopy of dad.
I love you dad.
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