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~