This is yet another unrelated post on nothing at all on travel, sports and outdoor adventure. I'm just going to put up a post to cover up for a couple of days of missing posts. Anyways, the past couple of days have been extremely exhausting. All thanks to the blistering hot and dry weather, a great combination for extreme dehydration if you have to spend hours under the hot sun chasing 'animals'. Haha. That's a different story all together. Really, I kid you not.
Oh well, getting to the point...
I'm finally, I hope, can breathe a sigh of relief because I think I'm done with attending major weddings for this year. Haha. I think I've attended way too many weddings from typical kenduri weddings, to super protocol-classy (if you think so)-vip guests weddings, temple wedding (a real eye opener for me, was gawking at all time. haha), nice sit down - only close friends dinner reception with an after dinner hitting the dance floor party (so syiok), grand hall wedding and later on everyone goes crazy dancing in their sarees (this was fun crazy time too!). Pretty much I've attended weddings after weddings and I had lots of fun with every single one of them but...at the end of the day, there is always a but. Haha.
Probably I just had about enough of attending typical same old weddings. If only someone can come up with a crazy-fun wedding reception, let say casual beach wear with awesome bbq by the beach and some awesome after party, I'm pretty sure I'll be more than excited to attend it. Hehe.
On the other hand, weddings are pretty much the only time me and my mates get to have a tiny reunion, well at least something we had managed to do annually besides gathering at Chillies, Midvalley year after year. The wedding I'd attended last weekend was really great because three of my mates brought their little less than a year old babies along. Everyone got a tad too excited snapping pictures with the babies that we eventually made a little photo session group with the mamas, dads, babies and exactly two single girls...haha...completely and undeliberately overshadowing the newly weds sitting right behind us on the pelamin. Sorry Naz, we had forgotten about you for just a couple of minutes.
So yeah, I'm pretty happy all went well for all the wedding receptions that I'd attended and I guess, I better start buying proper outfit to prep up for next year's wedding ceremonies. By far, there should be about 2 weddings next year, if only I'm invited of course. :)
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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
When friends started asking you these...
....you wonder why the hell they asked?
Yeah, I admit I got a couple of friends who asked me questions that I just downright think they should have asked a totally different person and not me. Here are some of the questions that had me can't quite catch my tongue moment:
Friend (F) :Don't you want to get married yet? You know we are already 26 this year.
Me (M): Huh? ...*thinking for the best answer to reply...Of course la I wanna get married! Which idiot doesn't right? You are asking a pretty stupid question. Duh!
* F was asking me that because apparently she was counting days for her big day and I felt like strangling her from over the phone for talking so 'rubbishly' silly. Haha.
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F : You all single people, what more are you waiting for? Faster la get married. Takkanla wanna wait for us to get babies baru nak kawin kot?
M : * like WTF is she talking? What the hell is this woman thinking talking like that to people? Do I even know this woman???
* Yours truely promptly sent a private message reply to this F saying that of course 'we' single ladies wanted to get married but of course we have to get married with someone else right? Since we are like 'single', how the hell are we suppose to get married? Chill la..what's the rush.
* Deep down in my heart, I feel like killing this woman. Talking without thinking. Haih. But later I gave her some slack after finding out that she's pregnant. I suppose, some preggie ladies are a bit too hormonal. Had to give her some slack though since I just want to be nice to my friends okay! Haha.
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F: I'm feeling all stressed out la since people in my office and most of our friends are already married. I'm so stressed!
M: Wei, chill la! Why you want to rush yourself? I thought you are not ready to commit to marriagehood what? So just chill lah! No need to be so stressed out OKAY!
* In my heart ... I don't get this woman! Haha...Since she's a friend, just pretend to be listening. LOL!
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F : Let's say someone you just met propose to you and wanted to marry you, what will you do?
M: Erm...I still have to get to know the person first. Of course I want to get married, but I know it's not now lah. *thinking again on what I just said. Haha
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Those are some of my friends. They asked me questions that I can't bloody answer. It's worse than having an exam okay. Stop asking me questions like this again! LOL~
Yeah, I admit I got a couple of friends who asked me questions that I just downright think they should have asked a totally different person and not me. Here are some of the questions that had me can't quite catch my tongue moment:
Friend (F) :Don't you want to get married yet? You know we are already 26 this year.
Me (M): Huh? ...*thinking for the best answer to reply...Of course la I wanna get married! Which idiot doesn't right? You are asking a pretty stupid question. Duh!
* F was asking me that because apparently she was counting days for her big day and I felt like strangling her from over the phone for talking so 'rubbishly' silly. Haha.
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F : You all single people, what more are you waiting for? Faster la get married. Takkanla wanna wait for us to get babies baru nak kawin kot?
M : * like WTF is she talking? What the hell is this woman thinking talking like that to people? Do I even know this woman???
* Yours truely promptly sent a private message reply to this F saying that of course 'we' single ladies wanted to get married but of course we have to get married with someone else right? Since we are like 'single', how the hell are we suppose to get married? Chill la..what's the rush.
* Deep down in my heart, I feel like killing this woman. Talking without thinking. Haih. But later I gave her some slack after finding out that she's pregnant. I suppose, some preggie ladies are a bit too hormonal. Had to give her some slack though since I just want to be nice to my friends okay! Haha.
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F: I'm feeling all stressed out la since people in my office and most of our friends are already married. I'm so stressed!
M: Wei, chill la! Why you want to rush yourself? I thought you are not ready to commit to marriagehood what? So just chill lah! No need to be so stressed out OKAY!
* In my heart ... I don't get this woman! Haha...Since she's a friend, just pretend to be listening. LOL!
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F : Let's say someone you just met propose to you and wanted to marry you, what will you do?
M: Erm...I still have to get to know the person first. Of course I want to get married, but I know it's not now lah. *thinking again on what I just said. Haha
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Those are some of my friends. They asked me questions that I can't bloody answer. It's worse than having an exam okay. Stop asking me questions like this again! LOL~
Friday, June 12, 2009
If you talk Negative, you'll get Negative - The Secret
Oh yes, I regretted saying all the 'Taik' in all those 3 different languages. It was like a calling for a bad return of the day. Hence, the bloody super worse wedding dinner reception of the year last night. I was brutally victimized and had to hang in there for a bloody horrible 3 hours.
Let's talk briefly about this wedding I happened to obligingly attended.
1. It's one of those datuk, datin, tan sri , nonsense what nots wedding with super duper god knows unrelated to the family organizing the wedding kinda wedding. In short, a typical rich ass Malay wedding. Booo...
2. Okay fine. The setup is like a typical dinner reception la, got sitting and all, very organized until an extend of too bloody hell organized and protocol full of shit. Wedding suppose to be fun and happening okay!
3. The organizer ie the inviting family of the bride made the whole 100 over ish guests waited for the newly weds to arrive at the hall in a tremendously, awesomely fashionably excellent Malaysian Timing, which was like 1 hour away from the expected time of arrival for all other guests. The 1 hour waiting period was an excruciating bloody arse wait because you'll find yourself bloated with air because they served nothing on the beautifully decorated table for 10 except for a pathetic petite bowl of crackers. Within that 1 hour, we ended up munching on that crackers and gulping down that small little Hersey's Kisses chocolates they placed for each patrons as that typical token you get on the all typical Malay wedding. And and, let's not forget that super red 'Air Sirap' with an ultra high sugar content which is proven a close to potent drink for a diabetic. EXCELLENT!
4. Then comes the typical 'tepung-tawar' ceremony. The best part is, people who are a complete strangers (ultra VIPS of the day) to the newly weds where ushered first to do the ceremony as a sign of bloody stupid disrespect to their own frail grandparents and equally 'happy' parents. Hooray, the elders of the family get to 'tepung-tawar' the ceremony at the last of the queue. Excellent when it comes to the cue of 'family comes first'.
5. Next comes the recital of prayers (doa). I was getting excited thinking that I get to eat once the doa for the 'food' is done. Much to everyone's disappointment, the doa recital when on and on and on and on, sounding nothing like the short doa for makan, instead sounded more like 'doa kesyukuran or doa selamat' kinda thingy. Ok fine. We said our Amin but it didn't stop there. Still no food to be served yet.
6. Next, the recital of a surah Luqman which was very lengthy(approx. 15 minutes tops) and I could sense the discomfort of the Indian couple at our table. As for me, I was doing the eye rolling thing to the lady sitting next to me while she gasps in totally bewilderment like ,"Alamak, bace quran pulak ker" or the "omg this is so not happening" kinda look.
7. After nearly 2 hours of waiting and shifting around my seat and sms-ing my friends into glory and 1 purposely missed call later, we finally got served. It was late, people were no more hungry except probably a tad gassy inside and wanted to just gobbled up a bit and leave. Food was alright because we were hungry okay and it's that typical oily, dry, no veg food to make the food tastes supposedly healthy and thumb sucking delicious. Bah!
8. Then comes dessert with a weird 'concoction' of vanilla ice cream, some sprinkles of choc rice and get this, a sweet sour TAPAI! OMG! Like who the hell, created this type of dessert??? and I thought only kampung people eats tapai...hahaha...no offense okay, just a thought.
I skipped the hot drinks and kept indicating to my mum to chow and get the hell out of there. She did finally thought ,"oh well, I think we should leave" after a few minutes of waiting the super VIP to leave the 'hell' in a slow-mo ass manner. Great.
I grabbed my car keys, skipped the hand shaking thank yous with the organizing family whom I know no one and happily zoomed out for home.
Thus, the moral here is : If you think bad, you'll get bad. If you think good, you'll get good. So always, think good people. Avoid thinking bad and of course being bad.
Moral again : Never agree to attend a wedding that you know neither the bride and groom or the family members
Moral again again: Weddings are suppose to be fun, this was the worse wedding I've ever attended and if the wedding got VIPS or super VIPS like Sultan and Menteri, don't think twice about attending. Just DO NOT ATTEND! It's hell and full of protocol shits and left you hungry and regretting. Haha.
Oh well, this post is not a brief preview of the wedding I'd attended. It's a surprise if any of you even bother reading this long post.
Let's talk briefly about this wedding I happened to obligingly attended.
1. It's one of those datuk, datin, tan sri , nonsense what nots wedding with super duper god knows unrelated to the family organizing the wedding kinda wedding. In short, a typical rich ass Malay wedding. Booo...
2. Okay fine. The setup is like a typical dinner reception la, got sitting and all, very organized until an extend of too bloody hell organized and protocol full of shit. Wedding suppose to be fun and happening okay!
3. The organizer ie the inviting family of the bride made the whole 100 over ish guests waited for the newly weds to arrive at the hall in a tremendously, awesomely fashionably excellent Malaysian Timing, which was like 1 hour away from the expected time of arrival for all other guests. The 1 hour waiting period was an excruciating bloody arse wait because you'll find yourself bloated with air because they served nothing on the beautifully decorated table for 10 except for a pathetic petite bowl of crackers. Within that 1 hour, we ended up munching on that crackers and gulping down that small little Hersey's Kisses chocolates they placed for each patrons as that typical token you get on the all typical Malay wedding. And and, let's not forget that super red 'Air Sirap' with an ultra high sugar content which is proven a close to potent drink for a diabetic. EXCELLENT!
4. Then comes the typical 'tepung-tawar' ceremony. The best part is, people who are a complete strangers (ultra VIPS of the day) to the newly weds where ushered first to do the ceremony as a sign of bloody stupid disrespect to their own frail grandparents and equally 'happy' parents. Hooray, the elders of the family get to 'tepung-tawar' the ceremony at the last of the queue. Excellent when it comes to the cue of 'family comes first'.
5. Next comes the recital of prayers (doa). I was getting excited thinking that I get to eat once the doa for the 'food' is done. Much to everyone's disappointment, the doa recital when on and on and on and on, sounding nothing like the short doa for makan, instead sounded more like 'doa kesyukuran or doa selamat' kinda thingy. Ok fine. We said our Amin but it didn't stop there. Still no food to be served yet.
6. Next, the recital of a surah Luqman which was very lengthy(approx. 15 minutes tops) and I could sense the discomfort of the Indian couple at our table. As for me, I was doing the eye rolling thing to the lady sitting next to me while she gasps in totally bewilderment like ,"Alamak, bace quran pulak ker" or the "omg this is so not happening" kinda look.
7. After nearly 2 hours of waiting and shifting around my seat and sms-ing my friends into glory and 1 purposely missed call later, we finally got served. It was late, people were no more hungry except probably a tad gassy inside and wanted to just gobbled up a bit and leave. Food was alright because we were hungry okay and it's that typical oily, dry, no veg food to make the food tastes supposedly healthy and thumb sucking delicious. Bah!
8. Then comes dessert with a weird 'concoction' of vanilla ice cream, some sprinkles of choc rice and get this, a sweet sour TAPAI! OMG! Like who the hell, created this type of dessert??? and I thought only kampung people eats tapai...hahaha...no offense okay, just a thought.
I skipped the hot drinks and kept indicating to my mum to chow and get the hell out of there. She did finally thought ,"oh well, I think we should leave" after a few minutes of waiting the super VIP to leave the 'hell' in a slow-mo ass manner. Great.
I grabbed my car keys, skipped the hand shaking thank yous with the organizing family whom I know no one and happily zoomed out for home.
Thus, the moral here is : If you think bad, you'll get bad. If you think good, you'll get good. So always, think good people. Avoid thinking bad and of course being bad.
Moral again : Never agree to attend a wedding that you know neither the bride and groom or the family members
Moral again again: Weddings are suppose to be fun, this was the worse wedding I've ever attended and if the wedding got VIPS or super VIPS like Sultan and Menteri, don't think twice about attending. Just DO NOT ATTEND! It's hell and full of protocol shits and left you hungry and regretting. Haha.
Oh well, this post is not a brief preview of the wedding I'd attended. It's a surprise if any of you even bother reading this long post.
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