After the first bridal shower I became extra cautious with words, acts, omissions or the like performed by my friends. Safe to say, I put on my suspicious cap on and always questioned whatever my friends told me to the extent of aggregate annoyance haha.
But just when I thought I am smart enough, my friends are apparently wayyyy smarter.
The idiots showered me in another two surprises, also when my look was at its worst! T.T
I envy Kim Kardashian the most when it comes to dream wedding. From the things I can afford to things I can only dream of having for example her 20-ct engagement ring (duh obviously), I want it all to be like Kimberly. Talking no joke here but if I can afford it I will definitely hire Riccardo Tisci to design a Muslimah-fy KimK’s Givenchy dress.
But out of all things-a-girl-can-envy-from-KimK’s-wedding, topping my list is her intimate wedding. Low key, attended by only close friends and family, details of events were pretty scant. So I kept quiet. Not dropping hints and only informed our closest friends about it (and blackmailed them to keep shut).
Until this one night I can’t keep gold in my mouth any longer. Thanks to my noisy friends for making it known to the whole world and basically just crushed away my Kardashian private nuptial dream.Read More »
The Call Day was my next big day after graduation, a milestone I probably counted every single day without fail. It was the day I am officially an Advocate & Solicitor of High Court of Malaya. If I can describe the beautiful mixed feeling I would but no word could resemble and thereafter describe verbally the feeling I had for that one-day of temporary fame. Excited, sad, proud, scared, relieved all got tied into one and it was indescribable. Read More »
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.Read More »
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.Read More »
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…Read More »