i started my saturday morning pretty early.
i went to do up my atm card (i misplaced mine),
and applied for a new passport (bcos it seems my current
passport pic is not 'recent'. thankss for makin me feel olddd)
going to the bank and going to ica on a saturday morning is no joke.
the queue is horrible, really.
Is was doubting my ability to successfully complete both
tasks unaccompanied, and commuting using public tranport.
but i did both in record time. blueeek.
rushed home with burger ramlys, roti john and keropok lekor in hand
to meet my lil cousin who had her pri 1 orientation tt day.
seems like she'll be schooling in my old neighbouring
school. since my sch has been demolished. sob.
prolly she'll turn out to be smart alecks like her 3 older cousins too. haha.
but hey, everyone noes schoolin in this area makes one more streetwise.

ha ha.

thought i won go out til sunday.
but as i was watching the jeff dunham dvd my fren burned for me,
and laughing hysterically/maniacally with the two already-mental siblings at home,
Is called and shocked me by saying sth like this:
"You, my mum and dad ask you along for dinner with my family. i'll meet you aft maghrib k?"
and he called at 6.45. i think i got ready without thinkin much abt it.
considering the fact that i am awkward as hell ard those older than me,
esp future in-laws.

thank gdness de dinner turned out great.

can i jakun-ly state here tt i watched a kuda kepang performance
for the very first time tt night?
yeap. i have never watched it before. as in, yea, seen it ard at weddings,
but wasnt encouraged to watch.
it's a prettyyyyy hmmm... out-of-this-world spectacle to watch.
the psychology major in me observed the crowd every other minute,
and i was perturbed at the fact tt everyone seemed so drawn and engrossed
at the whole routine.
truth be told, in my point of view, it's a bit like WWF/WWE.
great fun to watch, but hard to believe, and not tt i give a hoot.
but still great fun to watch.
anyhow, i was glad tt everything was explained to me by his family.
or else i wont noe why everyone was moving ard de arena tt way
or why some were eating glass.
why would anyone want to get possessed?
hmmm. i do hope no one will be offended by tis post.
esp kuda kepang enthusiasts.
treat me like a tourist k. i no nothing abt these things.

so tt's my saturday. if i recalled correctly,
his mum's and sister's parting words were
tt they will invite me/look forward to future outings.
i take it tt i did a pretty decent job,
albeit a bit shy. (dont puke)

sunday, i went to leza's sister's wedding.
i love daniel irfan parker can.
and may i just add not becos he is half-angmoh,
cos i noe some ppl *roll eyes* are like head over heels
with ang moh babies.
but i love tt lil boy, because i simply love
non-cerewet babies.
irfan doesnt cry. he's one heck of a happy, bouncy baby
who can be in anyone's arms and wount cry lookin for the mother.
leza told me his only weakness is de singapore heat,
but just wearing overalls and nuthin else seemed to haf solved tt.
i think he'll grow up to be one peramah boy just like
his mummy.
i was at the table with de 4PM troop, and i will upload de pic soon
for u shahrillll... hehe.

den i watched enchanted (since i was stuck at AMK hub cos it was
RAINING)
i love it.
but i think Is loved it more.
cos he was happy all de way home.
even during de call before he slept.
haha.

now it's monday.
8 more days before i hit 23.
geez. 23, 10 years ago, is likeeee. sooo olddd.
now i am in denial thinkin... "23 still young wad?"
and i just got news tt my jc classmate is getting married soon.
wah. ok. old. i noe.

10 more days before i go off to kl.
short weekend trip.
should be back monday evening.

lalala.
ok. this has been a really long, and pretty narcisstic post.
but den again, tt's what blogging is abt. right?
i am just glad tt my blog is pretty much for those who noe.
i mean, those who don, will wander in once in a while,
but wun care much.
cos there's nuthing interesting anyway. =p