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2 hours drive turned to 4 instead, thanks to the heavy traffic (because I just can't blame the rain). Guess I had enough workout for my foot, playing with the accelerator and brake pedals all the way long. Well if you are familiar enough with Melaka roads, you would be crying imagining the traffic after those hectic working hours, what more on Friday. Imagine the chaotic small roads crammed with people, with cars going back to hometowns, to cities for berjimba whatnots. We headed straight to Klebang upon reaching Melaka, purposely to have a quick grab of their famed coconut shake. But guess it was too late, the place was already closed by time we reached there. So we decided for an early dinner right away for everyone was hungry (and grumpy too) at that time. Straight to the purpose of this post, we actually went to this very place named Perunding Perubatan at Durian Tunggal. You may google it, to be specific it is located at Batu 7 1/2 Kampung...

07.09.17. Dewan Singgahsana Pengantin, Shah Alam. Perfectly exquisite wedding I would say. Not because of its lavish traditional-Malay setting for the ceremony. And not because it is broadcasted on TV3 news and Nona show, either. It is something like hmm, you know, being exquisite for portraying the beauty of Malaysian culture in one single wedding ceremony.  Leaded by a group of divine Malay dayang(s), the newlyweds donning full songket apparels were accompanied by their Indian bridesmaid and groomsman donning  saree and dhoti  ensembles accordingly, followed by their Chinese family members in full suits and cheongsam -esque gowns as they all made ways to the bridal dais. Malay buffet, Malay silat, Malay zapin dance, Malay emcee (with Malay language all the way long)- you name it. They had all Malay elements mixed in throughout the ceremony, and they even had Malay nasyid played during the ceremo...

5 years or 6 years and a half to be precise, to finish my so-called higher education after leaving schools. When majority only spend 5 years, I had to take extra time to be on the same level as they are today. And this, is the story of my life. I was offered to study medicine abroad back in 2010. Considering doctor as my only dream job, yes I took the offer under JPA and started with A-level right away, uh-ah without a single hesitation. Long story short; things just backfired in the middle of the preparation journey. Forget about that Ireland, forget about that medicine, forget about getting married to rich handsome mat salleh (jk this was not in my wish list back then), forget about the dream whatnots - it was all over.  But, let me clarify the situation here. No I did not fail the course. I purposely pulled myself out of the program due to certain inevitable reasons which actually halted my study for more than a year after the first strike o...

(I'm homeeee; anybody feels like cheering me up for being here again?) *silent* Yeah yeah I know- I have just got to hello myself as usual, again. Two years of blogging hiatus (and growing old) because of my dramatic study years- but now it is all over. Have I told you that I have become prettier too, people? Oh yeah, the dustbin is over there, just in case if you feel like vomiting because of that self-compliment. Just kidding duh, it is not about the face getting prettier. Well not with the current specky-bracey image that I have been carrying lately. It is just my heart that grows prettier for each passing day. Growing older and wiser, they say. And how did it go for everything back then and how is it going for life at this very moment? I shall blog this in the nearest future. Good night, people. p.s. Ending this with one fugly photo to celebrate the comeback haha, chak! (That don't-you-miss-me face tho *face...