I miss those good old times, spending my days and nights with my girlfriends. We would just do anything stupid, as long as we're together. Loads of ups and downs, they are my listening ears. We listen to each other's problems and we try to solve together. Though not most of the advices work, still, we are helping each other.

We would spend the night at my place, be it our boyfriends are there or not. We stick through each other thick and thin. I regret letting Linda to come over at my place the day her dad past away. I should have asked her to go home instead. Things are done, no looking backwards. I know.

Ira is always there for me, despite sometimes we hate each other's characteristic. We might be a little bit different in attitude, we are friends. Bestfriends. Linda, too, never fails to be with be. Eventhough we talk on the phone and rarely meet. Shima and Nana, not forgetting both of you though.

Those were the days of our beautiful friendship. Every one of us are busy with our own life. I understand, and I know you all understand that too. Though I have my guy friends around, it's not the same being with you all. We can bitch out everything, just like other girls do. Though I prefer being friends with boys, you girls totally rock my world.



Linda,
I tried calling you, but everytime you weren't at home or your hp died on me. I wanted badly to hear your voice, just like we used to every now and then. But it failed. I'm glad that you're happy with your current love, and that's good that you're moving on and try not to think about the past. Let people bitch about you or your boyfriend. As long as you know what you're doing, and I am sure you do. Don't let others' talking pull you down. They don't know what you've been through and what's your feeling inside. Only you and God knows. Be strong and have the self-confidence in you. I love you and I miss you!

Labels: Girlfriends are loved.

I badly wanted to go for the Yogyakarta trip, but financial wasn't on my side. Despite the limited knowledge about my ancestors, I'm still loving on where I came from (though I was born in Singapore). Facebook really make me interact with my paternal cousins and of course the dearest uncle, Aden. A group was made for the descendants of "Keluarga Haji Muhamed Amin Raden Tumin MartoDiwirio Wirogarti". I was fascinated to see the pictures of them going Yogya and I was surprised on how long my grandfather's name can be.

According to Rini (was told by Uncle Aden):
Grandfather flew to Singapore, from Yogya, for some reasons. He made a bet.
Me and cousins are the last generation that was holding on to some believes that was brought down to us. One of it was we can never succeed in gambling.
*That explains on why Rini always lose during gambling with Azly and fellow friends.

I don't know how far the truth is. For as far as I know, yes, grandfather was from the royal family.
Raden : For the Javanese royal title.

And if I'm not wrong, grandfather's tombstone was written
Hj Raden Tumin bin Marto.
*If I'm not wrong. It's been long since I stepped there.

Labels: the Royal family

For two consecutive nights, Friday and Saturday, I was out with this bloke here. Boyfriend had attachment last week and Friday he was on night shift. So decided to meet the guys to kill boredom.

Thank God I pillioned that bloke instead of Sani. Yes, I'm scared when Sani rode the bike fast enough that can make the helmet fly off. For sure enough, Farzli(Cacut) is a safe rider (to me). Though I might not that close to him, I feel comfortable talking to him or ride with him. He's one of the guys that can entertain my silliness.

There's one incident whereby Syira, Rais(Ice) and Farzli(Cacut) were at my place. I asked him to put henna on my cute fingertip, and yes, he did. The incident happened nearby Orchard Towers was sure hilarious. A taxi driver was on the right lane of the two lanes road when suddenly he turned left towards the building. We were right behind that taxi driver and was about to hit. Farzli(Cacut) turned one big round and a commotion started between he and the taxi driver. I was ashamed and I told him to just go off, but he ignored and still shouting at the taxi driver. After the big hu-ha, we rode further down and he laughed. Yes, he has the cheeks to laugh when I was already 'paiseh'.

The incident on KPE last Friday was shitty. He rode his CBR600 and my leg was 'burning like kebab'. My leg cramped a few times on the bike itself. I don't remember where, but it sure hurt. Thank God he rode his Wave on Saturday night, so no cramps.






Apit came to pick us(Zila and I) after work. Dinner at KFC Kallang then off sending Zila to Tampines as she's meeting Pipi. Off to Sengkang to park his lorry and slacked inside while waiting for Farzli(Cacut). Followed Apit to take his car and off to Airport as mother is going back to Oman. Yes, I'm gonna miss her in silence.

Took my passport and off to Johor with Farzli(Cacut). Simpang-ed, just the two of us and home sweet home.


Last Saturday was my brother's engagement day. Well, it did turn well despite the lateness. Hantaran 10k oi! Cincin tunang pon mahal oi! If I were to get engage (I don't think so I wanna engage), I'll just make it a small ceremony. And provided the ring is using my future fiance's own money.


Decided to stay home after that, where I could sleep peacefully. To catch up with my beauty sleep that I missed the night before.


Of all days, my menses came on a malam Jumaat and that day I slept at boyfriend's place. I kind of have the goosebumps when it comes to the point that I have to walk to boyfriend's place at night. The lorong is always eerie.


Friday night was out with dearest friends; Cacut, Seng, Shawn and Gf, Seng's friend, Sani and Ira. Main corner-ing at Mount Faber and Kent Ridge Park, then off to Kallang. Had a great time with them. Da lama oi tk naik motor, last was my birthday durian dinner with Cacut and Andy.

Do you know that the Johor immigration changed and the route to Yishun Dam is slightly different from last time? Yeah, it is. I just got to know on Saturday night. Haha. Kental siol Hadzah!

Aye, thanks Farzli for the two consecutive nights laughing at me for my silliness. At least I know you're silly too. Haha.
I'll elaborate more on my leg cramps riding the bike on other day la.



P/s: Pka, upload the pictures at Facebook quick eh eh eh. Hehe.


Flashbacks on Ministry of Sound. Thanks to Pipi, she made me think back of those days. It's been long since I step my foot on the dance floor of a club. As much as I could recall, the last one was at O-Bar with my colleagues.


And I remembered the last time I got tipsy was on Cousin Rini's 31st birthday. And eversince, I can no longer drink those alcohol, exception to my Long Island Tea.



Lucky for me that I got to catch the last day of Ministry of Sound. All thanks to Cousin Alya since she wanted to go badly. And the pictures of it still vivid in my mind.



Ok, enough of Ministry of Sound.
Currently am at Mizi's place as they wanna grab some booze. Boyfriend's been entertaining Usop on Tagged. I'm dead bored and got nothing to do. The first thing upon reaching Mizi's place was the internet. Now, waiting for the rest to get back.

I swear I'm not going to city/town area on weekends, damn packed like sardines.



Mother woke me up nicely in the wee hours of Sunday morning. She was just rubbing my hands, I've become a light sleeper these few days. And eventually, I woke up.

Mother left for Brunei with her friend and I went back to sleep. And she's coming back tomorrow. I so gonna ask her for a digital camera for my own usage when she gets back. Or should I say when I get back. I am so in need of a digi-cam. What more I want eh? Hmm...
Nothing in my mind right now. Just a lovely Sony 10.1 mega pixel digital camera will do. :)

I've been not feeling well this week. I don't know if it's either the short period of time or it's just my body immune getting low. Or is it just sick.




I can't stand any longer. This feeling is making me sick. I need to get rid of this as soon as possible.


Night Safari the other day was great eventhough we ringankan kaki to walk. Silly me didn't bring my spectacles, I left it in the car. And so I didn't get to see the animals clearly. Boohoo! But before that, I headed town to meet Haziq and Ira. Makan at Lucky Plaza as we totally cannot tahan, so hungry. Then zoom-ed to Mandai.


I'm feeling fatigued, I don't have the mood. Not in the mood to wake up in the morning for work and I have trouble sleeping at night. And every morning it will be the same noises coming from the living room. Waking my nephew up for school, that is.



Mother bought me a beautiful necklace, a diamond pendant and a bracelet. I lost my previous bracelet and my necklace broke. So mother is being nice buying me new ones.

Brother is getting engage on the 21st if I'm not wrong. And mother was nagging at me to save my money for future use, unlike my brother. And he still owe me money, then ada hati nak kahwin.



I'm not getting married unless my husband-to-be has at least 10-15k in his savings account.