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:: Like whatever. :: Sunday, July 2, 2006
There are so many events I should update about.
Like the solemnization and wedding of Tatek's cousin.
Like the wedding dinner of a friend, Fazilah and Ridwan.
Like today's fun day out with the parents in law and our favourite boy, Aqil.
There are so many pictures that I should put up.
Like a picture of me with my outfit for yesterday's functions.
Like the wedding pictures of Tatek's cousin and his very beautiful snow white bride.
Like the wedding pictures of Fazilah's grand wedding dinner.
Like the cute pictures of Aqil and Tatek.
Like the perfect family pictures of me with my in-laws.
There are tags that I should reply.
Like Tya's 7 thingy tag.
Like Ili's weird habits tag.
But I guess all these can wait. I am super pooped and my tummy is growling. Mak is cooking kacang pool for me, and the only appropriate action for me to take right now is to eat it. No, gobble it down.
Kwa Kwa Kwa.
I love it. My appetite is back! (for good, I hope.)
@ 08:51 p.m.
:: Guess? :: Saturday, July 1, 2006
So today is the day. The solemnization ceremony of Tatek's cousin on the paternal side, as well as the wedding dinner of an acquaintance.
I have decided to make do without my mum's baju kurung. Most of them are still at the laundry anyway. Besides, lo and behold, Tatek took me shopping yesterday for dressy outfits which I suppose I could wear to special functions like today's. I dont know how I would end up looking later lah. Maybe like a fully decorated christmas tree. But there's always the camera. I will take full body length pictures of myself for my next entry. So, you keep a lookout for that if you are that bothered to know. :)
Question. How exactly do you know whether one is pregnant with a baby girl or a baby boy? I am utterly confused. Some say that if you are glowing, then its a girl. If you are shabby, a boy it is. Some think its the total opposite. Oh, and there are some who think it is a boy if you are still maintaining that figure of yours from the side and back view. If you are developing spare tyres all over you, its a girl. Hmmm.
I am not sure which is true. Sometimes it is pure annoyance to my ears when some smart alecks start predicting the gender of the baby. These people do not stop guessing hokay, not even for a minute...
"Eh woman turn around. Ah no spare tyre from behind. Its a boy! Confirmed la!"
"I change my mind. Yesterday I said girl. Today I say boy."
"Wah, I still cannot see your tummy ley. 3 months already? I think its a boy la!"
"Diah, you are looking good. It must be a girl!"
"Do you crave for only sweet things? Its a girl! Congrats!"
"Eh, your morning sickness only in the morning is it? Its a girl if its in the morning!"
"You like like drinking orange juice and eating oranges. Its a girl."
And my top favourite is,
"Yay yay, its a girl! Let's go shopping for dresses!"
Haizz.
I should start my own game show. And have these people as the contestants.
There's a twist to the game show, though...
No prize for every correct guess.
:)
@ 11:31 a.m.
:: 3 weddings and a dilemma. :: Thursday, June 29, 2006
I feel like I owe my blog an entry, after leaving it stagnant for about a week or so. Yes, so school is back and I cannot afford to be slothful anymore. First day of school was a bit of a ordeal for me. I didnt know how my body would react. I didnt know how my tummy would react. And I didnt expect to feel the hunger pangs every 2 hours!
Other than my well-being, I must say school is effing fun. I missed the kids. They missed me too obviously, what with the many cards they have made for me since early May!! How funny. How sweet.
Anyway.
I am so not anticipating this weekend. There are three wedding invites that we are to go to, and I cannot fit into my kebaya anymore. To set further hurdles, I cannot fit into my baju kurung either! If I were to insist on wearing them, I would end up looking like a very sad minah who obviously does not do sit ups or any other form of exercise to maintain a flat tummy, and hence the big fat tummy. See, I am only 3 months along mah? So the tummy does not really look like that of a pregnant woman as yet. It just looks fat. And gross. Right Nurul?
So its either Mak's baju kurung, or just something totally NOT traditional like a babydoll top with pants. I prefer to opt for the former please, since I do not fancy wearing my casual clothes to a wedding function. It spoils the whole occasion, don't you think?
We'll just see what happens this weekend. Tatek, help me?
I must be fat, if not pregnant.
Uwekkk!
@ 10:25 a.m.
:: FIXING A 2 BROKEN HEARTS. :: Friday, June 23, 2006
Tonight's entry, pictures aplenty. Like it you will, I guarantee.
Today was back to school. Preliminary round, it was for me. After all, I have been away from school for about TWO months, so I came to school this morning with the intention to warm myself up before Monday comes. It was alright. I didnt know I missed my colleagues and my teaching space that much. Besides, the stuff at my teaching space was topsy-turvy, and needed my magical touch at once! And magical touch, I gave my stuff. At least my teaching space is not so disordered anymore.
After the meeting in school was over and done with, it was time for a date with the hubby. To Changi Airport. To send his soccer mates off to Australia. How I wish we could join them but trust them to plan the 12 days trip only when school is about to re-open! Tsk tsk tsk.
Papparazi! Mammarazi! Girlfrenrazi! Oh wow, how popular.
And in order to mend our already sore and broken hearts, we both went to the viewing mall to basically look and stare hard at the mostly budget planes there. Never mind the fact that we were not able to go for the trip. Getting a complete view of different planes did comfort us in a way. Ho ho.
Taking a nice picture with each other was definitely a consolation too!
And, have I told you how big my appetite is nowadays? Before going out, I had a satiated plate of rice. Had the rice been hot, I would have gone for my second serving already. Yes, I like my rice hot and steamy. Yesterday's rice is ALWAYS a big no-no for me. Please do take note just in case you are intending to invite me to your house for a big feast in the near future. :)
Ya so anyway, the moment we reached the airport, I pulled Tatek to Burger King. I covetously (as usual) ordered one medium fries, one medium onion rings and a box of cheesesticks all for myself. Tatek was already so full, and was my spectator all the way. He was not quite sure that I would be able to finish my food at first. Trust him to have no confidence in me, HIS WIFE. I proved him wrong obviously, since I hate to be challenged.
I purposely left a sample of each. 1 fries. 1 onion ring. 1 cheesestick. All for the sake of blogging. Do you see now how dedicated I am to my blog and you? RIGHT.
Ok, I am done with the airport and our broken hearts. The moment we reached home, we were greeted by Mr Boolit.
He is just too cute for a cat, so I held him. And I embraced him. And I cuddled him. And I squeezed him.
Geyammmmmmm sangat. (Verrrry angry? Too hard to resist? )
And yes, I cut my hair.
@ 11:43 p.m.
:: WONDERwall. :: Thursday, June 22, 2006
I wonder. If ever, you were asked to pay me before reading my blog, would you do it? Would you go to that extent? Wouldnt it be good if I could make money out of blogging? After all, my blog reaches an average of 1000 hits per day, so why not? :)
I am in sheer desperation lah actually. See, at this time of the month every month, the balance in my account will deteriorate. In other words, I am broke. Bust. Ruined. And this is not good hokay, since I have not really seen what the Great Singapore Sale has to offer. Many thanks to my relentness idleness, I have been doing my shopping at Tampines Mall, and only Tampines Mall. Ya, tell me about it. B-O-R-I-N-G.
So anyway, back to my topic. I am trying to find ways to earn that extra $ just so that I could be like any normal Singaporean and enjoy GSS the normal, kiasu way.
Hmmm.
Wait a minute. The GSS is until 23 July, right? Ok, there is still a glimmer of hope for me, I think. My next pay is on the 12th of July. My bonus, is also on the 12th of July. So from now until the 12th, I will endure, endure and endure.
Till then, its food packed from home, I guess. I don't mind it a single bit. Mak's cooking is the best! Besides, the canteen food has always been bland.
I can't wait to see my thirty angels next Monday.
Yup. Its back to school.
@ 09:31 p.m.
:: Bad Humour. :: Wednesday, June 21, 2006
I have been very tetchy of late. I cannot help it. Its almost as if someone else is taking charge of my body while I am trapped inside together with the 3 months old.
I get angry over anything and everything, hokay? Daddy and Tatek think I am like a volcano that can erupt anytime, any place.
I get angry when Daddy spanks his thighs hard.
I get angry when Mak gives me incessant advice on what to eat.
I get angry when Tatek plays his PSP with the sound on.
I get angry when Nurul makes her silly jokes.
I get angry when the little bro opens his mouth to speak.
I get angry when my sis dances herself silly in front of me.
I get angry when Daddy calls me in his usual sing-song manner, "Cuaaaaaaaa! Cua, Cua!"
I get angry when I do not have things my way.
I get angry. I get very angry.
Deduction? I am behaving like a really spoilt brat. I have no control over myself.
I apologize to all my victims namely Tatek, Nurul, Mak, Daddy, Apiq, Ili and Ian.
In other words, I apologize to my family. Please just be patient with me.
