Sang at a wedding service ( Dr. Judy's wedding ) with my sister + cousin and straight after that attended my bestfriend, Trinna, wedding mass.
Weddings are always beautiful and always there's the teary moments. Worse if you are singing that time, and emotions started to get in the way, its quite hard to focus on the vocals. I had the moments today. ( again like usual - am easily overwhelmed. heh )
Btw, check out Trinna's ride to the church. Cool oh!
More wedding receptions coming up for the coming weekend. Friday, Saturday, Sunday. Everyday got reception and all at the same place. Hoho.
Macam tidak la dapat pigi semua ni tapi ada la urang mengaus nanti ni. Huhu.
Syawal is one month all right, and last Friday I went to my aunt's place to celebrate. I was so surprised to see my 12 year old cousin so grown up!
She look like she is 14 years old already and I was thinking.. " Whoa! where was I for the past few years? "
And all this while I thought she is only 10 years old.
Hah! That was 2 years ago bah. Memory lapse. Signs of getting old.
No.. ( saying it with denial ) - I think it's just that there are too many memories to be stored over the past few years. Hehe
Anyway, this weekend I can't help not to reminisce about the past years. My sisters also joined suit by talking about our childhood memories.
Damn, I seriously feel old.
Those children in diapers are already dating and having girl/boyfriends now. I can't imagine the feelings of my parents or my grandparents.
Damn, they are OLD. haha.
To add salt to the wound, my bestie, Cath, reminded me again about the moment when we did our senior performance during our final year. Lady in black dress is Cath. She is always the crazy one. Hehe. Pics courtesy of Yen.
And it feels like its light years ago. ( padahal baru 3 years ago pun )
OMG! * Yeah, you can yell out another OMG because I was "lighter" then. Ooh here's the video of the performance. Shitty audio though. What to do, technology back then was so different compared to now.
2003- 2007 was for singing at annual dinners for certain clubs/societies in Uni.
2010 onwards will be the years of singing at friends' wedding.
ARGH! I don't wanna grow old!
Anyway, here's a performance of me and Sheila at a recent wedding. Hehe. Funny!
I am back people. So what has been happening lately? A lot. A lot...
*my pink collection stuff has increased. A pink Sony Bloggie is in the list already. *big grin* -mau gambar? sabar ah...
*and so its even harder to find any misplaced things inside my room because
almost everything is in pink. Love the color. So, don't whine while reading this.
Anyway, a very slow post about the mini-all-girls-bloggers-gathering the other day.
it was at Sailors Cafe.
I was so lost with the location of this place but thanks to world wide web, everything is accessible right at your fingertips. yatta!!
Love this place, glad that the girls chose this place. Check out some of the deco on the wall. There are lots more actually but I am too lazy to go around and take pictures. This particular one really caught my attention..hehe
Good food, great company.
It was a great night. Nice to meet you girl-bloggers in person. Things are quite different when you socialize in real world as compared to the virtual world eh? This is the start of a great friendship found online perhaps..yes yes yes.
Keep in touch girls!
I was there with my sister, Amy, she only knows to eat and eat only. Talk less and eat more.
And also with this bride-to-be, bestie. Si lalat putih with her tagline after each photo taken.. " Cantik ka? " .. hehe
I already knew that Thai massage is quite unique due to its nature that the masseuse will pull-pull or fold-fold your limbs.
And the fact that I am going to try one, was a scary feeling.
So, being very paranoid about my limbs being folded and what not. The tukang urut also only ask " Oil" or " Thai ". Oil - aromatherapy massage and Thai - usual Thai massage.
I quickly said "oil!"
Initially the massage was great. Then towards the end, they started folding and what not. Tension creeping up to my head.
I can only remember the thought that I thought I almost die when the tukang urut hold my head and don't know my neck went prak-prak. My spine went prak-prak. My ankles went prak-prak.
Oooh, I hate the sickening popping sound. It felt good after that though.
This is my first and I guess I wouldn't want a second one. I am truly traumatized.