When Chua Soi Lek is more attractive than the bride and groom..

A friend got married. She looks stunning, no one doubt. The wild girl, whom I know never put her hands off of outdoor activities together with the boyfriend (now husband), looks so tame. I bet she won't stop hiking and climbing even after having dozens of kids. The moment I hug Farah, my swimming partner, my diving buddy after the ceremony, she said, aku tunggu ko lepas ni, aku tunggu ko je lepas ni, repeatedly. Same line in the sms she texted me a day after the wedding, thanking for coming. Yeah, like marriage can be done in jiffy..

The eight-day

The initial plan was to hike Mt. Kinabalu (again), on top of the idea of going somewhere else, doing something else on that pretty date (080808). Looking at the point that I was licking the Low's Peak sign board at 7.07 a.m on 070707 last year, so it seems not happening to just wake up, go to work, come back home and have dinner on that rhythmic day. Scratching out for penny, time and partner, I still look forward to do something that can be remembered (not getting hooked, definitely) on this day but pitily the day turned like a normal ones. The highlight of the day was I finally watched Ayat-ayat Cinta which I consider OK though some parts dissappoint me since I had read the novel earlier. Look ahead for 090909, deep inside I wish it will be more eventful, be it just at home.

One taken

Good friend got hitched. Arin turns out awesome and the real happiness clearly shown. I'm happy she is almost get to the line with someone who definitely deserve her, a real lady inside out (we have almost same physical figure, but definitely she scores more on ladylike than me) and I guess it is not too much if I say she is what good guys want. In my dream and for real, I have always wish she would be my bridesmaid. So, knowing that her big day is coming soon, the place is vacant now. Anyhow, bridesmaid can be anyone, it is the groom that matter most :)

Going off

And leaving me here alone. Yeah I'm lost for a while. To perform your daily routine alone when normally you do it together is a real tough. My superhero can no longer be able to accommodate all my need in no time like before. The what if-syndrome is finally attack me. What if I got my car stuck or tyre puncture, on the way back home, in the middle of the night after attending breakdown? What if I got sick and no one's home? Who is going to fetch and bring me to dinner everyday after work? Who is gonna bring me to my annual dose of kedai Arab, Raju, Bumbung Hijau, Yik Mun, Marché, Bread Talk, to name a few. To cushion the blow, I have to continuously remind myself that it might not be that far, might not take that long and obviously leaving for the better of us. But, often I think that I rather be the one who leave than the one who were left because I hate the feeling being left..

Redang, the old playground

It is so good to eventually return back to the place where you first learn to walk, fall and walk again. Only that this time I didn't have a chance to go back to Kerengga, where we had our last fun dive and discover the split fin can do wonders. But still, the same flag can be seen anywhere there, that's the main purpose I return.
It's actually a family affair of about 20 bunch of relatives. It was fun. Seeing those happy faces and the endless laugh, I know there are having so much fun as I did.
I managed to steal some private time to do 2 dives, Bahtera Wreck and Tanjung Lebah. Both DM are cool while underwater and on surface. My buoyancy control is certainly better, hence I didn't step on the cute nudibranch we found at the wreck. The rubber Mares suit I got from a friend with superbly good deal suits well with me, maybe need some skill to wear, but I guess it's fine with me. I'm thinking of getting my own basic gear, MIDE is soon coming, see whether I have enough saving by then.

God bless!

There is no expensive gift, no celebration, no crowd and good food, it is just a sincere smile, a sincere heart, a sincere love and a sincere pray that always goes for you (and I know you just need all these and not all that). Spending time with you on your bithday eve while lazying in front of television and filling the forms for you, is a real party for me. Happy birthday dear!

Getting a new crib

I'm pretty sure the transformer below does contribute warm to my room. Okay the root cause may sounds technical and jargon to some, but the result is understandable. My room is hot. The size smaller than the one I had in previous place. What else, there is only dry kitchen, no wet one. No sight of 7-Eleven nearby, so don't ever wish for any franchise cafe.
So many things to complain about, yet I am grateful for what I'm afford to have, to come back after work to have a nice bath and definitely for having a place that I can call my home.
Oh, there is only one carpark allocated for each unit. Erk!

When the ambience smells bunga rampai...

It must be a wedding, and it was a good friends' one. 5 weddings in a row, i manage to catch 3, leaving the other 2 with i-promise-i'll-get-u-a-wedding-gift-later sms, which the later seems barely exist and now I regret of why did I get the idea to promise such a thing, where I can simply say a simple congratulations. Anyway, seeing those friends getting married is a once in lifetime experience (unless they are lucky enough to have a second, or third chance), it is more about undescribe emotions, looking back at those happy and sour episodes when they were in my life. Still they are friends for keep, only that the barrier will be even higher and the ratio of time allocation for friends with respect to wife/husband will definitely goes smaller, or zero perhaps. That is the cycle. To be frank, I somehow feel the lost, as they are friends who always there for me, listening to my endless grumbles, friends who really see I grow up and how I changes into what I am today.
To Intan, you're always my godmother, no other friend has ever willing to put nail polish on my toes and kiss my underarm other than you. To Epoqo, knowing you is such a wonderful friendship- experience, knowing your girlfriend is such a nightmare, thanks for the initiative to introduce us. To Kiki, other guy would rather ignore me, but you were always there to accompany me for my monthly ritual to Aunty tailor and PMC.
To all, I am happy that you are all happy (yeah.. lame).

It's a beautiful day, indeed

Perhaps, today i could have feel happier than I am now, surrounding by smiling faces all around, goodies scattered around. Thought it could be the best birthday gift. Thought I'm the lucky girl. But God loves me more than anyone else I guess. Sometimes, the most well-planned thing has the biggest possibility to get ruined because God is too great. He has better plan for a better me. All the while, He pour me with all the bling bling, the journey towards adulthood seems smooth and life can be consider easy, not much hassle. Look positively at the hurts , it is just a wee test from Him.
I was not running, I was just trying to find serenity and the place, the companion that I chose is the perfect ones that I could ever get in this point of time. It is just a bless waking up out of old wooden bed, scenic sea view in front, coconut tree all around and unknown faces that really help the healing. There were Jane the residence dog soft barking, the waves and the winds, all soothing my ear. Diving into the sea again does really brighten the emotion, watching big, pink stingray's couple kissing at Thai Wreck did somehow created an envy in me. Lots of lesson learned during the get-away, I must admit. Be it good or bad, life has to move on. My late father might be seeing all these from far, but fret not, he had left me the greatest treasure, my mom..