25 and still clueless... :)

Hola peeps

Just turned 25 on Saturday, and aside from the bukak puasa dinner with some friends,I didn't do anything at all!...Which sounds pretty alrite to me...

See, my childhood days were filled with birthday parties (parties=presents!); mine, my brothers' and my sister's. Mom, being the perfect hostess that she is, would make sure ours were the best in the neighbourhood. Almost everyone we knew were invited, sometimes there would even be tents (extravagant I hear you say? I don't think so!), yummy, huge birthday cakes were a must, and everyone HAD to leave with a party bag. Those were the days...I guess, this is probably the reason why, as we get older, my siblings and I don't really mind it if we do absolutely nothing on our birthdays, we've had the best parties and presents really :)


(The spoiled rotten kids grew up to be way cool adults who wear baju tradisional all the time. Coz they're cool, see?)

Thanks Mama.

So back to Saturday, I dreadfully woke up feeling hungry. Bought birthday presents for meself (a yearly ritual)-a pair of jeans and hoodie I've been eyeing for some time now. Plus, I actually do need new jeans (justifying my purchase?).....Then berbuke puasa with Kak Zaidah, Dot and Tasnim who cooked ikan bakar! Ikan bakar! Sambal udang and tomyam were also on the menu. Ahhhh sungguh sedap....

That ikan bakar wud be the highlight of my 25th birthday! And the jeans of course.


(EH?Not my cake mah?)



Much thanks to Kak Zaidah who got me a cheesecake (oh-so-yummm) and a pair of earrings (oh-so-me) and Grace for the BodyShop body spray. Waiting for some gifts from home :)

Is it sad those are the only presents I received this time round?

Ermmm must be thankful Zara. Some people are actually starving on their birthdays. Shudder.

In between buying the jeans, and having dinner, I did some thinking. Which I have to say, uses so much energy.

I'm 25. What have I achieved? Aside from a diploma (and it's not even hanging on the wall), nothing significant really. I still am clueless as to what I want to do in the next few years, let alone life! I've given up on being the oh so cool female photographer. I don't know if I can be in the world of advertising, I don't know if I wanna go back to Malaysia to work( I don't wanna stay in NZ either, please can someone spell BOSAN?), and unlike many of my friends, I don't know if I can settle down and have ugly kids running around the house. I really am glad that most of my friends know what they want from life, and more importantly what or who makes and keeps them happy the most. Good for them. Seriously.

Not knowing what the hell you want to do in life is scary.

And exciting.

And it's amazing that I'm still sane.

Thanks to all the birthday wishes people, here's to ME!!

Of salutations

Are you a Dato' Seri or Puan Sri who's been annoyed that the good people of MAS has only been refering to you as Mr or Mrs so and so? Fret not Dato', for now when you're buying your tickets online, you can choose your salutation(s) in the drop down menu provided.

Because of course your title matters. Great that someone has finally recognized all the troubles you went through to get it!

Doesn't mean that you can carry more than 1 litre of liquid on board, but hey at least it says TAN SRI on your ticket eh?

Beat that you COMMON people you!

On a more POSITIVE note for me, fashion label Witchery is now available at Smith & Caughey's. Phew, what with the death of Jane mag, and Bling on Vulcan Lane, I thought the world as I know it is coming to an end (eh maybe it is? scary thought.let's proceed. Almost like Country Road but BETTER, with lotsa tunics and loose fitting tops, I must say, me likey! Me likey a lot...

Also, Diana Ferrari is now where Bling used to be. Pretty pretty shoes.