prologue

NURUL AIN
j'ai vingth et un ans

i want to travel around the world, with bottles of mango milk tea in my esprit totebag.





Monday, August 08, 2005 21:09




the last pic for the day.
(on sunday that is)
cam whore that i am.
correction, my siblings and i...
well, with our personal digicam that is.
we took lotsa pics... of us.
my paternal cuzzie, the groom.
all the way to his 'tok kadi'.
*hakz*
not forgetting the b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l 'pelamin'.
-such an outta sight-
i repeat... B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L.
*ahakz*
...
we wore red...
not to be damn patriotic.
... but to brighten up the ambience of the place.
having to be a 'kendarat'... *gee*
i did my whole-y (sp?) best, not to slack.
i hardly took breaks, except to sing (karaoke?)...
three songs, okiez...
*heehee*
the first was a disaster thanks to the 'loud' microphone, till i can hardly hear my voice. me and my elder sis sang 'Setia Kukorbankan' by Fauziah Latiff.
the second was so called appalling, having to sing a 'Siti Nurhaliza's number'. i sang it with my younger sis, song titled, 'Balqis'.
... and the third was 'for the fun of it'... cause my cuzzie hardly know the lyrics, unlike me...
so i almost controlled the whole song. (intended to but... gee. no!) we sang 'Hanya Memuji' by Shanty & Marcell.
*phew. not badd huh*
...
the day ended fine, until the part that i lost the 'bunga upah' of being the 'kendarat'.
the ten bucks that was folded neatly into a flower and was pinned on my 'baju kurung' at the waist height...
it was gone.
*boohoo*
my first aunt, the groom's mother, well, upon knowing, she gave me another ten bucks to cover for my lost.
guilty but blessed.
two days of hard work.
i really need that red note.
i'm broke... and what's worse is that, i have an atm card that had not yet been activated.
*shucks*
...
and i owe my mumsies loads.
not that she was running after me for it, but gee.
i hate owing peeps.
...
okiez...
well, for today.
we had this national day celebration at 'my' kindergarten.
with the kids plus the teachers wearing red and white.
let's just say, i've been infested with the tinge of patriotism.
*ahakz*


that's today's last pic of the day.
with the teachers parading the singapore colours.
*oOoOo*
gosh.
honestly there's one wearing a jeans, but the jeans was covered in this pic.
go figure.
*haha*
we sang.
had a snacks party.
wait-a-min.
two snacks party that is.
having two sessions instead of four today.
(half day, mah!)
a repeat telecast after a session bunchies had ended.
imagine. me having to sing those national day songs over again.
waving the small flags that had sweets in it.
*haha*
too badd, i didnt take any of that crazy me pics.
...

my cute lil ones.
*frm left: irinna sharmin, md nur hisham and md syakir @ kang le*
the 'cute couple' of NB upfront.
*haha*
will miss them huges.
cant wait till thursday.
*KNOCKS HEAD! ain, crazie ixxit? peeps wanna rest, eu wanna work*
-haha-
...
well, tomorrow will be the REAL national day.
*as claimed by my kids*
but gee, hafta go to madrasah.
there's a parents meeting session.
*so-called*
and as seniors, i need to be there.
*haha*
it's a deal with ustazah, as i didnt come on sunday, so ustazah demanded my existence tomorrow instead.
*haha*
well, gotta go and iron my clothes for tomorrow.
plus, hafta wash the dishes before my mumsies switch on her second 'siren'.
*heehee*