Butt cramp (pfft)

omg super lapar please!

I had butt cramp while practicing our cheer routine this evening. It was like a "SNAP!" and every one was like "hanis are you okay?" "oh shit that's gotta hurt!" etc. Truth is, they didn't want to have to go through to find other replacement for me, considering that we're going to Melaka tomorrow for our 2010 Q1 Nabit Meeting.

Yeah, that "happening" meeting where all the McDonald's people from every where in Malaysia come and gather to hear the updates, news, and new marketing strategies from the board of directors. And this time, our theme is "World Cup" and HQ is representing Argentina (I swear til now I still can't figure out who came up with the idea).

So, we're going to compete with McD's people from Southern, Northern, KL East, KL City Centre, KL West, East Malaysia, and etc in a *drumroll please*

CHEERLEADING/BATTLE CRY COMPETITION!

Lol. I totally forgot all of the cheerleading steps from my cheerleading years back in high school.
Yes, believe it or not, I was a cheerleader. LMAO!
And after so many years, of course my body's getting old and it's not as fit as it was before (God, I feel like an old granny trying to do a High-V Motion)

So yeah, my butt still hurts from the cramp and I can't bend or squat properly, and I'm thinking how in the world should I cheer and dance and yes, paste a HUGE smile on my face and act as if nothing's wrong with my injured butt.

Stress.

I think I should be going off to bed now. Mom's sending me to the office at 8am tomorrow and have to wait for Hazura to finish her meeting and then only we can gerak to Melaka.

Oh well, goodnight every one. Have a jolly good day!

Ikmal's Marriedddd!!!!

Yesterday, I attended my long lost high school bestfriend, Ikmal,'s wedding.

Got a call from him the night before and he told me that he called so many times a week before to invite me to his akad nikah thingy but I didn't pick up. And, I couldn't digest the fact that this dude, which I haven't met for 5-6 years is married now! I kept on asking him to swear and all, it's so funny we burst out laughing like hell.

So yeah, went to his wedding reception that Friday night at Dewan Sect 11 in Shah Alam. Dragged my sister too so that I wouldn't feel alone and awkward. Met Afiq there and some juniors. Ikmal's sister has a baby now. Izman looks the same, except he's grown taller now.

When we reached there, I was kinda a bit freaked out when I saw no familiar faces at all. I told my sis, I would die from laughing if the bride and groom suddenly turn out to be someone else. And then, there were the kompangs, and and,

It's IKMAL! wearing an orange baju melayu with samping and tanjak and keris and that big retarded smile that I miss so bloody much, yes I do. And the bride was pretty too, petite but not too short, considering Ikmal is a very tall guy.

There were some performances from friends and relatives to entertain us while we're had beriyani and chicken and rendang and this kuah thingy that tasted so good. And before we left, went to see Ikmal and he was so surprised to see me. God, I so can't forget his retarded face when he looked at me. Lol! And it's so cute that the wife knows me. I seriously love her hair, oh and have I mentioned that the wife is a hair styler? Lucky you, ey Ikmal? hahaha.

A HUGE congratulations to both Ikmal and wife (so sorry but I totally forgot the wife's name)!
Wishing both of you a happy and prosperous life together, forever insyaAllah.
Have dozens of wonderful kids and hopefully the kids won't turn out to be as mischievious and so jahat like you Ikmal (kidding!)
I still can't believe you're actually married like oh-em-gee-my-best-friend's-married-already?
I'm pretty confident you will be a good husband :))))

Well okay. Will post pics later.

Toodles~

I've been thinking for these past few days and decided to just leave every thing, well perhaps for these few months. Need some time to figure out what went wrong. Maybe I'm just not that strong to face all these crap and pressure. Oh, and I've deleted my FB account. Lol! Bloody fuqn emotionalization. Pfft!

How I wish I could just stop working and go somewhere nice and sunny where I can spend time alone.

Convo Pictures

Some pics from the Convocation Day.

Pics courtesy of Nazir and Daddy :)

I have never EVER been this depressed. I feel like there's nobody to talk to, and its not because there's none but I just don't know how to let it all out. I feel nauseated with every thing and I get pissed at every thing easily. I just don't want to feel like this because it hurts. And it's not even the time of the month for God's sake!

I just want to get out of this box, leave every thing, and walk off.

Happy Convocation Day!!!

It's SUNDAY! It's the 11th!!!

And,

It's CONVOCATION DAY!!!!


I only slept for 3 hours because I was too excited, and still am, to finally graduate officially.
Yesterday, picked up my baju kurung for convo and headed to OU to find a new pair of shoes for Papa.

I got two huge bouquet of flowers from my friend and Lutfi :)
And I was asking my mom to buy me flowers too but she gave me a better offer. She was like,"Would you prefer a bouquet of roses which won't last that long or a Tag Heuer watch?"

I'd be really dumb if I pick the flowers instead of the watch innit?
:))))

So, yeah. I'm getting ready in less than an hour because we need to reach there by 1pm and knowing me, it'll take forever for me to get ready by then.

I'll upload the pics as soon as possible.

Happy Graduation Day to us SKA!!!!!!!!!!!

(except Sofia, lol)

Pre Convo BBQ Party

Had a very hectic week and finally I can squeeze in some time to write a proper post.

Last weekend, Shadz threw a little pre-convo bbq party and invited us SKA with some of her Bosnian and Iranian friends. Had some good laugh and good food and I didn't really enjoy the whole party sadly.

But here are some photos from the party.