i am married. omg.

Alhamdullilah, everything turned out well. There were a lot of hiccups during my reception especially, but everything fell into its place eventually. I was surrounded by the people who were my pillars of strength during the months of the ordeal commonly known as 'wedding preaparation'.

There was my dad, with whom I had numerous arguments with during the whole process. We don't have the normal typical father-daughter relationship, but when he said during the merenjis ceremony that he wanted to kiss my cheeks, I had to fight the urge to cry and bawl there and then.

There were my sisters as well, without them I wouldn't be able to hold my reception. They joke that they provided the money for my majlis, but without them I honestly wouldn't know what to do. Kak Syisya and Kak Diana helped pointed out the mistakes I did and the mistakes that would have happened if certain things weren't addressed, and Kak Hani were in the picture quite late in the process, but she was there nonetheless. Kak Azfa was my replacement pengapit, since Azzura, who was supposed to be the maid of honor during the reception in KL was down with a terrible flu.

There were my niece and nephews, who despite their naughtiness, are the most adorable kids I know.

And finally, but never the least, there were my friends. The people who I depended on a lot during the whole planning process. I don't want to be biased, but Azzura was the go-to girl when I had to do things last minute. But that does not mean that Lyana, Hanim, Along and Noran did not help a lot! They did, and for that I am forever grateful.

The ceremonies were beautiful. The nikah was the event with the most hiccup, but it all went well. My Sayang said the lafaz in one breath, and took only one take! Funny thing is, I thought he was rehearsing! But he did very well. For that, I am very proud. Woohoo~

My reception afterwards was simple and intimate. There was not a lot of hoopla about it, but the turnout was pretty good. My Sayang's family reception, on the other hand, was in a much bigger scale, and very nicely done. It was grand. And honestly, I love my make up on Sunday much much more than the make up on the reception the day before. Thank you Kak Fida for making me feel like a queen!

Pictures will be up soon, insya Allah.

A new chapter has begun (chewah). But for now, let me just get used to the idea of calling my Sayang as Husband, and my in-law as Ayah and Mommy. It'll be fine insya Allah. I have five clearing days to register it all in.

i want cupcakes.

So much to do, so little time.

Seriously, if it was up to me [like, really up to me and I don't have to consider how others feel but I know I have to coz I respect my dad and I'm nice that way sometimes], I'd forgo the reception and have a nice, intimate akad nikah and lunch/dinner instead. None of this worrying about things that may screw up, or about arguments that will probably happen.

None of this worrying about not having enough money to pay off things.

Let's hope that after the wedding, I'll be able to recall my wedding preparations and remember the good parts of it instead of the negative ones. Amin.

Less than three weeks away till the big day. I think Time finally discovered wings and decides to fly and leave me behind. But you know, I can't wait for the things to come after three weeks. Of course, it means that I don't have to deal with this stress anymore, but it also means that I get to be Mrs. Ezham Hafiez.

[I am right now trying to stop to say something silly to refute the romantic-ness of the above line. Kusa does that all the time; say something sweet and then ruin it by saying something like 'fuh ayat power'. I will NOT be like him! I will prove to him that we can be corny if we want to! Admittedly, this is hard. sigh.]

By the way, I've given up on trying to lose weight for my wedding haha. There's just so much stress going on, that I need my sugar and fatty food! :P

Work-wise, I am finally confirmed at my new workplace yeay! My two bosses, AM and AT [they're both Andrews so we sometimes refer to them by their initials] literally sang me praises in the confirmation letters. Not to brag, but I did improve a lot, and I'm hoping to improve a lot more so I can talk to them about more pay sometime soon. haha. And I love love love writing. Although admittedly, I find it hard to fall in love with the subject matter. [Islamic finance? Me? Srsly?]

I'm prompted to do the little meme that Ikin did on her blog. But alas, time my not permit me. Future in-laws are meeting my dad tonight.

Wish us luck!

shh. i'm blogging from the office. don't tell anyone.

I wish there's a device that lets me blog just by thinking about them. If there is such a device, then I wouldn't have gone into a month-long [well, almost] hiatus.

It's 11:42 pm, and I'm still at the office. This is so far the most late I've stayed back at the office. My work was done by 10pm, which is still quite late, but I have to keep a colleague company.

Oh damn. Just when I want to blog, my friend decides to go home! haha.

Well. Lets hope this weekend will fare better, for the sake of my sanity.

Ciao~

a bridezilla in the making

Okay. Enough relaxing after finishing up the report. From this week onwards, it's full-on wedding planning, baby.

Two months. Two short months.

You know how crazy these few months had been? I was so busy and tied up with stuff, I didn't even realize until about 4 days ago that my anniversary is coming at the end of the month. And that 2 weeks ago (27th April to be exact) was supposed to be me and my Sayang's own version of Valentine's. I never forget details like these. Never.

Oh well. I'll have a lifetime to remember. And a lifetime to keep on reminding him and hit him on his arm if he doesn't.

relieved!

I have so much to tell, but at the same time I'm so tired I don't know if I can go for a long post this time. But here goes:

Alhamdullilah, my internship report has already been sent this evening. It's a whole load of burden off my chest, and my back, the whole of me. This means that I can concentrate on my wedding plans right now, and I have more 'me' time. And hopefully, I'll get to see Lyana after sooooo many times of pulling out at the last minute; either by herself or me.

Some of you may know, some may not; my former employer has given me my pay last week. Alhamdullilah! Met up with him yesterday to get his signature on my report, but some shit happened but at the end of the day, I'm glad that I don't have to ever deal with him again. Seriously.

And to celebrate the good week that I've had, I decided to cut my hair whee~

I'll take pictures [insya Allah] and show it to the world. It's basically shorter, the shortest since the past couple of years kot. No drastic change here; I'd save radical haircuts until after my wedding, thank you very much!

Ooh. I also had a celebratory dinner as well. I treated my Sayang [and myself, duh~] to some Fatty Crab! Ohmygod it's the best ever! My Sayang said that my method of cracking open the crabs is 'brutal', but dang it, that's how you enjoy your crab, kan? I had SOOOO much, that I think I've had my quota for at least a few months. I woke up this morning glowing from a good dinner. haha. My Baby would believe me; he knew how much I wanted to eat crabs for the past week or so.

Hmm. So what else yea? Oh, I've shifted to a new office. I'm with the same company, but since the old building will be demolished to make way for some new development, REDmoney has been shifted to Menara KUB, in Jalan Yap Kwan Seng. It's more spacious, and there's a lot of places to eat... but the convenience shops suck big time. There's two, and they're both small. It's nothing like the one we're used to in Angkasa Raya. Back at the old building, Kenda [that's the name of the shop] has TONS of things we can buy. International magazines, a selection of sandwiches including turkey ham, fruit tarts, crystal bracelets, good meehon goreng, and the best yet, collectors' old currency notes. I'm hitting myself for not getting that ancient 10 sen [or was it 50 sen] bill for Baba. I don't know from what year it's from, but Baba would have loved it.

But anyways. Some may assume that by the thing's I've listed, Kenda must be a sort of chic convenience shop. But I tell you it's not. It's seriously similar to one of those Kedai Runcit Ah Chong, only cleaner and more organized. I haven't been there that long to miss the building, but I sure will miss uncle Kenda.

Okay. I gotta go find the answer for life's biggest and most difficult question: What to have for dinner tonight?

Ciao all~