Yesterday was Kenduri - ing...It was tiring...the mangkok and pingan...the sudu and grapu(forks) the rawon and rendang..the begedel and paru...the ayam goreng and urap...IT WAS SO SUPERB!!
Had three servings...heavy eater...yes i am....after eating, mostly the Samusuri's Generation were watching VCDs after VCDs...and that's when all my cuzzie decided to be like the sardine fish...we were lying next to each other...the aunties and the nephew and nieces...
We were watching Pocong 2 when the environment turns chaotic...its either you will hear "AARGHH!" or " Oi Terperanjat!". Sat next to Kak OP when suddengly the image of Pocong appear...I turned to her and shouted...she then shouted together with me...next moment..she slapped me and tried to hide under my arm pit....GROSS!! I cant believe shes so coward...just like me - cussie after all...we finally realised that we are the only two who kept shouting despite the fact that im watching it for the 2nd time..
- Nuril and me....*I noe I will be a 'PERFECT' mum when its my turn...[you noe i noe that i
Nuril - the latest edition to the family was treated like a doll..a new born baby doll just like the "You&Me" new born baby doll...the younger cousins were carrying her one after another...and what I did to destroy their "spectacular event", I carried her and make sure she sleep...eventually, if she sleeps, no one will be able to carry her....its easy to let her sleep...cuddle her to somewhere at your chest and near your breast...then make sure there's enough wind...tap her buttocks...there she goes...to her lala land...*I think* cos thats what i did..
- The Top which I bought for Mr. F
Saturday was like madness...Since Mr. F. is on standby, I have my cussie Syaifuddin to have the honor of accompanying me to shop...but...i just cant get the stuffs that i wanted...besides, i dunnoe what i really need...i was so madly in love with the esprit jeans but...to think back...i just bought a new levi's jean..so that means its a nono to jeans. I wanted to get a tube top....but when I called Mr. F to seek his opinion and approval *he nows has become some kind of Pak Ustaz...which will nag at smallest thing..so i play safe* there was no response...therefore...its also a nono...I wanted to get the new Crumpler back - then my Cussie was asking 'Why do you need such a bag, when you have tonnes of bags at home, plus you dun carry big bag to office do you??' haiz so i didnt get the bag...I switched to shoe hunting...but i just couldnt get the right shoes or heels...i pass by lacoste..and i end up spending in the lacoste boutique for my Mr. F...cant believe myself..instead of shopping for my own, i shop for Mr. F. I tot of buying a Tissot for him...but...I think a Tissot will be a gift for him on a special occassion which it has yet to be defined...bravo.All this shopping is a way for me to avoid the 2% increase in GST...
Hmm..now I'm thinking of getting my cussie a present...a present for being the best cussie...hmm..i cant think of any ideas as for now...but i will think of something...
Some pictures of the people whom i miss so much....
- Shan and me @ New York
- This is Ayuni...the lil niece which i love to make and see her cry...
- Look at her insincere smile when I wanted to take photo with her...
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