A bad hair day…

"Life craziness has thrown a curve ball to my routine..."

I may always feel bad about myself in one way or the other. I often have a negative picture of myself and what I can achieve. The past 2 days I was drilled and grilled in court as if I was the accused instead of the witness. But I stood strong in the witness dock and pride myself in answering all questions calmly.

Today it was a different ball game altogether when it came to my turn to be crossed. The defense counselor cum psychoanalyst went all out to discredit me with questions way out of context, I was near to giving him a piece of my mind and get me charged for contempt of court. If not for the judge’s soothing reprimanding voice that held my retaliation at bay. My blood was nearly reaching boiling point at one point of time. I hate it when people look at me and want what they want me to be instead of what I actually am.

Sure, there are worse things in life, but let's face it. I am having a bad hair day today, literally.

Suppressed emotions...

"Memories are wonderful things, if you don't have to deal with the past..."

(Am I losing hope?)

There will never be a perfect moment to reflect on my confused life.

I realize that at times, I do indeed tend to reflect in a less than positive way. I am allowing negative thoughts to build up and simmer in my mind. Very often this creates suppressed emotions which build steam and are eventually likely to erupt.

If I wait until every aspect of my life is in complete order to make my life better, I will likely be waiting a very long time.

But, there are some moments that I treasure,
when there's nothing else on this earth that matters,
so I make a wish in my heart, and put a smile on my lips
I give love another chance, I give hope one more reason...

Grandmas and Grandpas B'day Meet...

"It's funny how when you're a kid a day can last forever and now all these years seem like a blink..."

The grandmamas and grandpapas of SMKB met again to celebrate Adilah and Nasir's birthday at Secret Recipe. Today is the first time I met with another two of our long lost friends, Ramlan and Fakhri. Thanks to Col Abdul and Bee for arranging for the reunion.

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(From L-R: Ramlan, Nasir, Hasni, Col. Abdul, Nasidah, YB Ubai, Noriah,

Adilah, Doc Helmi, Nong and Fakhri -not in the pic)

Sick to the bone…

"I am just not in a generally good frame of health now..."

I don’t really fall sick very often but when it happens it can be scary.

I started having high fever while we were travelling down south. It got worse when everyone was complaining of warm humid night, I was shivering and rattling bones under the thick blanket. Agonising pain numbed my senses. It was not only the fever that made me go nuts, the throat was inflamed raw and made it hard even to swallow my own saliva. The high fever prolonged for several days. When my blood sample was taken for further test, I was expecting the worst. For a moment there, I thought I had H1N1 or dengue fever But when the result came and the doctor declared that I only have normal flu and bad tonsillitis, I was overly relieved.

The bad throat is still swelling, I guess it just may take me a while to taste good food again…

The reception in Pontian...

"Happiness isn't something you experience; it's something you remember..." - Oscar Levant

(Cake cutting by the Pengantin Baru)

The rombongan from KL stayed for two nights at the water chalets at Tanjung Piai. The first night we had a small feast with home-cooked food and later that night the men had fun in a fishing competition. But then the catch was not as much as the shouts and laughter we heard throughout the night. The resort is comfortable. At night the weather was cool and windy.

 
The second night after coming back from the kenduri at the groom's house in Pontian, we had a family dinner at Tg. Piai Seafood Restaurant. I was having high fever and sore throat and missed enjoying the chilli crabs, butter prawns, sweet sour garupas and fried squids. Later, the men continued with the fishing competition, the ladies gathered in their rooms and talked until the wee hours in the morning...

(The happy couple on the Pelamin)

(The elegant reception area for the bride's family)