So the sacred nine-month period of pupillage had officially come to an end. I joined the bandwagon of “grey-zone” status, like any other former precedence. It refers to a zone where one is no longer a pupil who may get abused by (almost) everyone in the office, yet not officially an Advocate & Solicitor (gotta wait till the Bar calls us). Question is, what’s next?
Okay, of course I knew the answer to that question.
I’ll take a whole month leave and do all the silly stuff I can’t do while putting on the “chambie” cap. I’ll get myself busy with the upcoming wedding. I’ll hop on the plane and go to the deepest zone of Amazon. Or maybe not because it was Ramadhan and there’s no wifi there #GenYconfirmed. I’ll Raya and after all the fun stuff I’ll forcefully drag my feet back to the office #teamgotretained #humblebrag. Continue reading “Now What”
I dislike taking credit for what isn’t mine, but what happened last weekend deserved a limelight I can’t afford not to write.
Oh, not that 2-day kursus kahwin I was forced to go, no no. That was never a consideration for public record. *erase from memory* Continue reading “Better Dejavu”
You’d probably be showered with hearts and flowers in the course of 6 months of relationship, having the desire to hunt new eatery places, movie dates every now and then despite no movie caught your interest. But try doing that for 6 years straight. It feels like our soul is being teleported over and over again in the same infinity loop! Bosan man!
So in celebrating our 66 months of #kiAjai-ship yesterday (so disgusting this hashtag thingy), we went grocery shopping because I need to top up my organic veges and also because we are the old boring couple who have no desire over movies or eateries any longer. Continue reading “Diapers Discovery”
Honestly, I have no idea where to start when I wanna ramble about my working life. The law firm I am attached to happens to be one of the most renowned in the country and as a miniature part of this huge entity, I am bound by the sacramental PNC rules. Not that I didn’t try. Usually the sequence of “I am trying to blog about career” goes like this:
*cracking knuckles* Today I have a meeting about…*the image of strict superior pops in* hits delete…
For the first time today I drafted a bespoke agreement in regards… *Article 3 Rule of Conduct plays in mind* okay okay I’ll backspace… Continue reading “That Career Leap”
Contrary to popular belief, the make-up department was not on top of the list which I dived in first thing first. To begin with, I listed three most well-known MUAs in my hometown. My financial status during that time was not agreeable to hiring Najeeb Azami, Syed Dewa, Khir Khalid or the comrades just yet. Continue reading “Engagement: The Make-Up”
Deciding on the photographer was probably the most straightforward department I encountered throughout the process. From the beginning I knew I wanted 10BucksPhoto for i) familiarity reason (by familiarity I mean the Instagram-kinda-familiarity haha) and ii) refer (i). Thus I did not even bother to ask for others’ quote because that time I was very persistent with my decision. Continue reading “Engagement : The Photographer”
One thing you can’t avoid for being the first in the gang to “almost-tie-the-knot” is a bunch of excited buddies. These are the ones are willing to fork out cash no matter what, the ones who will bother you with 2-am whatsapp messages just to ask if lemon yellow or pale yellow is the same thing because in their minds you work in Pantone and the ones who don’t give a D if you are working or not as long as their queries sent in the group chat are cleared. I faced this bunch! I almost cancelled my plan to have them around #justkidding #ormaybenothahaha Continue reading “Engagement: The Bridesmaids’ Attire”