It's a beautiful Saturday!

Innit?

The weather is awesome. The feel is great. And here i am, noming on a slice of chocolate cheese cake comfortably on my bed. I have to get ready for a wedding reception that's about to happen in less than 2 hours.

Speaking of weddings. What do you buy people for their wedding? I honestly, don't know. As far as i can remember, 23years of living, i've only bought Nisha a wedding present. A photo frame. I was out of ideas. Soooo boring kan? OMG. In my defence, i was rushing. I had such limited time, okay?!

And so, i decided to go a little crazy today with the wedding gift. Can you guess what i bought?

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No?

I bought my dear friend some lingerie.

Did i go a little tooo crazy with the gift?

I think i did.

But hey, i don't think anyone would buy the happy couple lingerie. They'd probably get photo frames(LMAO), tea cups or lampshades. My mother is the serial tea set gifter. She says it's useful, you know, when the couple has guests. Right.

I say, entertaining guests will most definitely NOT be the first thing on their minds. (If you know what i'm sayin!) So, yeah.

Lingerie.

Babies!

Happy weekend!

With love,

Bunny Wabbit.

Reality of dreams.

Hey kids!

How are you? Good? Good!

I had a very disturbing dream last night. It's like one of those dreams where you're in a familiar place and you're given a choice of two doors to pick. You pick the right one, it's all rainbows, bunnies and cupcakes. But have you ever wondered what's behind the other door? What if you thought you picked the right door, only to find out it was never the right door. (Okaayy, i dunno if i'm making any sense to you right now.)

The difference is, in my dream i knew exactly what were behind those two doors. It felt so surreal. And truly being the indecisive human being i've always been since i was a little girl, i didn't know which door to pick, although i knew what was waiting for me behind each door.

An extremely negative trait that i possess is running or hiding away from conflicts of any kind. Instead of facing the cold, harsh reality and move on, i run away from it. I always play safe. ALWAYS. But how long can i stay safe if i keep running away? How long can i run as fast i do now? Sooner or later (I prefer later!), i don't think i'll be able to run as fast as i'm running now and every single thing i ran or hid away from is going to come crawling up to my skin.

That was exactly what i did in the dream too. I ran away. As fast as i could. I woke up to my BB showing me 4.47am and wondering "Where the fuck did that come from?!"

And yes, i was late to work.



I'm no where near THE LIST! (Not that i'm complaining.)

I was back in my hometown yesterday. Shot down after work for an old friend's engagement. (Everyone's getting married!) It felt good to be home, in presence of the folks. I realised how much i miss the both of them. They're getting old. Sigh. Age hits everyone, doesn't it?

Anyhoo, we got to the engagement around 7ish pm. Priya looked so pretty. She'd be a very beautiful bride. Lucky guy! And yeah, everyone kept telling me "You're next!" And i'm like "Heh. Not really, no." If you guys have been following you'd know Marshmellow and i are no longer together. We decided to call things off after 4 looonnggg years. Weird? Yes. Because they'd all know by now that i'm no longer on THE LIST! It's been a year since we ended things. An yet, they ask me things like "When are you planning yours?". Living in a town like Port Dickson, everyone knows every other living being's business. My neighbour even makes a fuss about our dog peeing in OUR own garden!

And so, i had to duck away and run from every Aunty and Uncle who knew me so that i could skip the whole ackward "When's your turn? Bla Bla" conversation. That was a little hard to do since i was wearing a blood red Punjabi suit with bright silver sequins. I think i overdressed. In no way trying to overshadow the bride. I swear. Priya's one of my best friends, for love's sake!

While i was on hideout, my dad was by my side the whole time (My dad's the best!), i saw a very pretty girl walking around in a beautiful green saree. She looked so familiar. So very familiar. But i couldn't make out who she was. While we were at the dinner table, with a whole bunch of people, she came by our table to say goodbye. Next thing you know, my mum's like "Sonia's here!", and pointed at me, i looked up, Payasam (Indian sweet porridge) still half way to my mouth. She walked over to me and that was when i realised who she was. 

A very OLD school friend which i had not kept in touch for in AGES! Shalini! She looked so glowly! She came by and landed a peck on my cheek. "OMG. So long since i saw you!"

We had a small catch up session. She's married now. Wow. I'll say it again! EVERYONE'S either married or GETTING married. The whole journey from the hall to home was an ackward one with my mum going on about who's on the list already and who's getting there. I was silent all the way, realising how hard it is to be Indian. No, seriously! When you're a kid, it's about studies and grades, then it's about "working in a good company, with a good job" and then there's the whole deal about finding an ideal partner. My mum even volunteered to look for a candidate! INSANITY to a whole new level!

I wonder how the community is gonna react if i bring home a tattoed, pierced guy who works as a nurse.

I'm different. Always have been.

DEAL WITH IT.



Still awake.

Three posts in one night! I'm on a roll.

And so, i decided to post up some pictures that were taken in the office during Halloween! :)

Yes, people. I was a cat. Yes, a CAT! With a tiny bow and everything. I couldn't think of anything else.

Okeytengsbai.

Life can be so sweet.

PS: Currently listening to Ghost Train by Counting Crows.

Graveyard shifts & robots.

So yeah, i work graveyard shifts and for the past 2 months i've been on the 5am shift which to me is totally insane because i'm SO NOT A MORNING PERSON. I have a bad habit of sleeping late every night which makes it hard for me to get my ass up at 4am! This is totally on me because i have another bad habit of taking long "naps" in the afternoon after work. (I wouldn't call it a nap if it's a duration of 4-5hours. -___-)

And when i sleep THAT long in the afternoons, it isn't easy to fall asleep at night! (Go, figure!)

9.15pm- What shall i eat tonight?
9.16pm- If i ate anything right now and fall asleep right after, i'm gonna get fat.
9.18pm- Oh, wait. I'm already fat.
9.19pm- Fat whore. Fat whore. Fat whore.
9.20pm- *Noms on a whole box of Famous Amos while watching reruns of Vampire Diaries*

10.00pm- *Stares at empty box of Famous Amos*
10.00pm- Fat whore. Fat whore. Fat whore.
10.01pm- Noone's gonna marry me. -____________-
10.02pm- I wonder if they'd invent robots with feelings by the time i reach the age to get married.
10.03pm- Robots who look like Rajinikanth?
10.03pm- Wow. Robots who look like Rajinikanth.
10.05pm- Or robots who look like Haley Joel Osment, just a more grown up version of him.
10.10pm- Do robots have sex?
10.11pm- ..................................................................
10.23pm- *Sings "Like a G6"*
10.25pm- What if there really were robots living among us?
10.26pm- No, like seriously.
10.27pm- Wow. I wonder what they eat.
10.30pm- ...................................................................
10.32pm- *Watches some robot videos on YouTube*
11.43pm- Okaaaayyy. I don't think i'd wanna have sex with a robot.
11.45pm- *Noms on a big fat peanut butter and jelly sandwich*
12.00am- Oh, noooo! Fat whore. Fat whore. Fat whore.
12.02am- Noone's gonna marry me.
12.05am- ....................................................................
12.15am- Then my mum would have to find me a husband, which will most probably be a nerd who wears  black thick-framed glasses who wears his pants up to his belly button.
12.16am- *Imagines mum with a gigantic smile, saying "A very good Indian boy. He works in a bank!"*
12.20am- I'd rather have sex with a robot.

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To do list.

1. CLEAN ROOM!

Happy Sunday.

Bummer. Sunday, already?! Time flies. I had a pretty okay weekend. I went for dinner in Tropicana Mall, then for a bit of retail therapy. (I've got new sex shoes!) *shiny eyes* I managed to do a few chores and last night i was hanging at The Hill in Jalan Dungun with Dev, Neshalany and Jas. I'd have to say the place is awesome! Very chilled out and they've got some funky-ass names for their alcoholic drinks (which tasted reallllyy good too!!)

Anyhoo, i made a promise to myself to try and update this sad blog a little more. I've been abandoning it for quite a while now. -______-

So, expect more DAILY/WEEKLY updates! (I'll try my very best, kayyy?) And believe me, with more pictures cause i know ya'll looovvveeee pictures.

And for today, i'll leave you with a few pictures of Nisha's Blue Baby Shower i attended months ago!

Already a mummy to little Raavan. :) :)

Have a great day, loves!

It takes a couple of seconds to say hello but it takes forever to say goodbye.

Goodbye.

I'm letting go.