Sunday, June 28, 2009

There will never be another

August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009
-Forever to be missed, Never to be forgotten-

On 29th October 1996, i was amongst the 80,000 other privileged MJ fans, screaming his name and singing along to all his songs. My uncle who was a die hard fan got my brother and i the most expensive tickets to 'witness' the King of Pop because, "it's now or never", he said.
I won't deny the fact that i'm saddened by his passing. I was only singing to 'Billy Jean' two days ago and hubba attempted a corny 'Loh Lei Jin' parody. I grew up knowing his music before i could even recite my ABC's. My first introduction to Michael Jackson was from 'We are the World' and the rest was history. Having the chance to watch him perform live was unimaginable, I couldn't sleep the entire night after having seen THE one and only Michael Jackson LIVE and i failed my commerce papers the next day with superb flying colors (so worth it!). I believe i was left awe-strucked for a couple more weeks and the experience still seemed surreal to me until this day.
Anyways, I hope you find eternal peace now MJ, rest well and thank you once again for everything! xoxo.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Flowers, check! Shoes, check! Dresses...?


was my initial reaction when hubba asked me this question after driving for about 2.5 hours away from home and was about to turn into Tangkak toll upon arriving at Muar.

Yes, i forgot to pack my dresses into the car and i am the maid of honor for Vincey's wedding. Incidents like this only happens in dreams or nightmare rather... not to real life situation and certainly NOT to vain dudettes like me. But it really did happened and i spent a moment of silence in attempt to not throw a crazy 'bf' or leap out of the moving car.

After overcoming the difficulty in breathing, i started thinking of a backup plan of not having to attend the wedding in my PJs. After making some frantic SOS calls, i was saved for the evening with Lil's help by passing some dresses to Jo who will only be leaving for the wedding the next day. So half my dilemma solved and upon arriving Muar town at approximately 8.30pm, hubba and i explored every visible boutiques to get me a dress that must fall within the wedding color scheme... Pink, Peach, Salmon.

The experience to shop under pressure and limited option was super intensed and not recommended for the weak hearted. I could almost feel my stomache churning with an impending IBS attack! Too too much! After about 3 shops, i found a magenta pink slightly oversized dress that made me hubba RM100 poorer. So not worth it but i was hungry, tired and emotionally drained having to accept the sad fact that my lovely dresses are sitting lonely at home with no where to go... sigh. But i got over it pretty quickly cause it was afterall my buddy's BIG day and the last thing i want was everyone to fuss over me while we should be fussing over the bride. So, one great unforgettable story added to tell her kids next time... "Neh... that aunty there forgot to bring her dress to mummy's wedding!"

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Taking my time

"My obsession for flats continues despite life's daily commitments and struggles."

Over the week, 3 more pairs were added to my foot vault. Amongst the 3 lovelies, the left was redeemed with cash vouchers and the right was a super duper generous gift from a buddy while the one in the middle was bought for 50% off. I was asked numerous times of the amount of shoes i have; to be honest, i really don't know as i never bothered counting them cause it's not like i'm attempting to break any record. So it'll probably remain a mystery for awhile ;)

Besides the new shoes addition, i also had another digit added to my age (along with the usual suspects).

For some reason, i'm a little (just a little...) perturbed by the fact that i will soon fall out of the 20's category. Did some check-listing of my achievements thus far and am feeling the intensed short of time and stamina to catch up and catch on. Some friends of my age had steadily started their family of little ones while i am still steadily doing freeze jumps photos and leaping off boats. I guess i've subconciously given up on chasing time and have decided to live as though everyday's the last. I think I've been laughing alot more lately, feeling loved and loving more. It's a good feeling to have the ability at times to place all of life's unpleasantness in the misery box and put off with a wishful yet harmless hope that it will eventually dissappear in time. People often think that one will instictively grow up as they age. For me, growing up means learning to take control of our emotions, weaknesses and making decisions that we are willing to bear full responsibilities of. I think i still have some distance to go but we all have our time, and i think we all deserve to take our time.