six

It is officially the 6th Annual Day of the Bengots.

Happiness is him.

Happy Anniversary, Baby. I love you, I adore you, I have a need for you. And in turn you annoy me, you tickle me till I squeal, and you make me so geram that I want to do nothing more than gigit you to death.

And yet I can't get enough of you. And I hope you feel the same.

Aiyoh. I'm hopeless.

I posted the lyrics to this song before, but here it is again, because this is my blog, and today is my day with my Sayang.

Santana feat. Michelle Branch and The Wreckers
I'm Feeling You

:
Sometimes I imagine the world without you
But most time I'm just so happy that I ever find you
It's a complicated web
That you weave inside my head
So much pleasure with such pain
How we always always stay the same

chorus
I'm feeling the way you cross my mind
And you save me in the nick of time
I'm riding the highs, I'm digging the lows
Coz at least I feel alive
I've never faced so many emotional days
But my life is good
I'm feeling you

You go and then I can finally breath in
Coz baby I know in the end you're never leaving
Well we rarely ever sane
I drive you crazy and you do the same
But your fire fills my soul
And it warms me up like no one knows

repeat chorus

Oh I'm feeling the way that you cross my mind
And the way that you save me in the nick of time
Oh I'm feeling the way when you walk on by
I feel light, I feel love
I feel butterflies
I feel butterflies
:

wubuwubu~

you're my favorite mistake

A cup of black coffee and a slice of apple pie at 1.30 a.m. is never never never never never ever a good idea. Even for someone who claims that caffeine doesn't quite work to keep her awake. And also for someone who rarely gets sugar high.

Three and a half hours later, and I am nowhere near Dreamland. This will definitely cost me tomorrow.

and the kat waits...

It's been three weeks.

It didn't exactly float and pass me by; nor was it the hardest thing I had to do. But he is on his way home.

I don't know why, but I'm really really anxious.

20 minutes, he said.

:)

dumbfounded

Melinda Doolittle is out of the race? Are you fucking kidding me?!

What has the world came into?

hungry for my sayang. :P

A bout of diarrhoea and vomiting. Fool-proof way to end your weekend, indeed.

My own fault, obviously. I wasn't eating right on Saturday, and in the end it cost me my Sunday. My plan to cat-sit Zoe was halted, but at least I get to spend quality time with Faidhi; currently the most adorable baby on planet Earth, in my book.

My granduncle passed away on Friday evening, and we only found out about it on Saturday morning at 11 a.m. My dad was obviously miffed that no one told him - and any of us, for that matter - earlier. We went to visit my grandauntie and her children at noon at their house in TTDI, and since there are four kids with us, my sister Kak Azfa and I decided to babysit the children at Kak Diana's house while they all went for the tahlil.

Yup, my first time ever babysitting all of them at once. And seriously, taking care of a 9-month-old baby is so so so much easier than watching over a 3-year-old toddler. SERIOUSLY.

Woke up the next morning, and immediately I knew that I was unwell. I felt like shit the whole day [and literally, too] and goodness, I hate the loss-of-appetite feeling. Your stomach is grumbling and you know you're hungry... but you couldn't eat anything because you know you're going to end up throwing everything back out.

I'm still having my diarrhoea, and my appetite hasn't returned. sigh. Have I told you guys that I hate being sick?

But then again, spending time with Faidhi beats almost every horrible things that happened this weekend. He is comel even after puking his dinner out! haih~

I'm off. Zoe needs a little attention.

Ciao~