hello jakarta (i didn't bring my camera)

Jakarta was exactly like how I remembered it the last time we went there (when was it Za?). Because I'm the only girl in this group of 4 I had to duduk depan everytime we go on a cab. And it's dang scary!

We arrived Jakarta at around 10 am. Straight to The Sultan hotel, then to Jakarta Convention Centre to take a look at our booth at Indowater. When we got there the contractors were still in the midst of working, so we decided to go to Plaza Senayan for our lunch of what else but... Nasi Padang at Sari Ratu!

The lady at the hotel concierge recommended us the Jakarta Fair, since we've got nothing much on our agenda today.

Jakarta Fair was quite cool - big expo and we got to see a lot of stuff from crafts to fashion to the Indon obession with SuperMi. The cab ride back to the hotel was super awful tho, the driver didn't know the way back to The Sultan (or maybe he's just duping us for the extra mileage) and we were stuck in godawful Jakarta gridlock traffic for hours.

My butt fell asleep but the guys were quite funny and entertaining. So okaylah.

Now I'm in the hotel room after a hot shower. We might go for a nightcap later on, if I can prove that I'm still young enough to go out after a long hard day.

Cheers.

bye bye boys

Well, tomorrow I'll be off to Jakarta for work until Saturday. This will be the longest that I'll be away from the boys. Gonna miss 'em and I hope they'll be ok without me around.

Because of Datuk K, I've resorted to wearing my polo t-shirts in non-public places.

The weekend was so-so - went to Alif's birthday party on Sunday, Ali and Yunus had fun. Then as usual on Sunday evening, to prepare for a long week had drinks with Ayu at Alexis. That one was quite sensational! We were seating outside and suddenly we heard, "Tapi you dah tinggal dengan husband I for over a year!" Apparently the diners behind the pillar was actually a love triangle waiting to explode.

I pray to God that I will never have to go through that situation. Ever.

feelgood weekend

Rina goes, "What did I just eat...?" Mind you, it's Satay Perut (and chicken and beef too) and it's way past 10pm... How to digest?

I haven't had the time to post on my blog over the weekend - first, I was busy with helping out A Friend on the new corporate ID for his business(so excited and also at the same time so PROUD of him). Secondly, Saturday nite was the much awaited, most controversial and sensational (drum roll, please)... monthly Not-So-Single-Club (NSSC) get together at Micasa!

Ada berani? Dalina stuffin' her face in that little sinful pack of nasi lemak.

Our NSSC slumber parties are sensational in all aspect - both in terms of topics (unbridled and uncensored) and calories (I think my caloric intake for one NSSC night is equivalent to a normal week's caloric intake).

Mademoiselles Rina et Spena...Awwwww.. so sweet...

And who are the NSSC members? I've known them for the past 20 years - all my buddies from STF, who else!

Yours truly and Hana...Busy gossiping

The night started with me arriving at the room and only Hana (as usual) was there. Dayang and family booked another room since the hubby and two adorable kids came along.

Ms lawyer smsing client from under the sheets...Then charge them a bomb for her air liur... Hehehe

Then the rest of the girls came - Fyn (budak nak buat chambering so she can be a renowned advocate & solicitor), Rina (minah cool and a walking IOI advertisement, the company should pay her royalty), Spena (looking resplendent in her kebaya, back from a no-alcohol-served Indian wedding) and forever making her grand entrance, Dalina.

"Hee...heee..after sms can go to sleep!"

Dalina, listening intently to the woes of the masses...

It's weird but in the company of these people, I find solace. It's like an emotional safe haven where I can be completely and honestly comfortable. And it's funny that we don't even call each other so often, in fact we just really got together this year and some of us were not in contact for many, many years - but when we're together, it's as if we never even left school. I guess nothing beats the 2 decades of friendship.

Ali and Wazif having a blast at the Micasa pool

My son HAD to be the one who makes the funny face :)Aren't they just adorable? L-R - Ali, Shawqi and Wazif (Dayang's two boys). Dayang, I don't have a picture of you!!!

Top 5 Lame Ass Lines from the H

5. I don't want to do it now because I'm worried to leave the kids with a mother like you.
Oh really? And I'm even more worried to leave the kids with a person so vengeful, hateful, spiteful, violent and spineless.

4. Kalau you sembahyang, sembahyang la betul-betul.
Oooh, this really got me. I know I don't do the full 5 prayers, but whenever I do, I feel so close to God I'm most of the time in tears by the time I recite my do'a. Who the fish are you to judge me?

3. Feelings are intangible, you will never actually know how you feel.
Sheer stupidity. So you can't believe in the intangibles? What is love then, or hate? This is a moronic justification for me to stay in this marriage so he can milk me for what I'm worth.

2. Of course my sisters are nice to you, what do you expect?
Your sisters are nice to me because I AM A NICE PERSON like them. How could your own family not like you - ask yourself that, why do they hate you so much?

1. If I have provided for you, tak tau la apa agaknya you akan beli with your paycheck.
If you were so religious, you would know that in Islam the husband is supposed to be the provider for the family. Duh.

Fear not, my friends, I will put up the NSSC slumber party post soon. Just not in the right frame of mind to do it.

pep-talking myself...

Let me tell you why I'm better...

1. I am waaaaaayyyy smarter than her.
Oh puhleaze, let's not even go there. I'm a Notre Dame grad with two semesters on the Dean's List and the reason why I'm not on the Dean's List my final year is because I partied 4 days a week. Sloshed and wasted.

2. She is not as hot as I am.
Haha! Hot is subjective la. But you know I am.

3. I am independent and can work like a dog.
Throw me anywhere and I will find the money.

4. I can live without a husband.
Basically have lived without a husband for the past two years, although still legally married. And I don't really need my parents to take care of me either.

5. I can freaking drive.
I can even drive from KL to batu pahat at full term pregnancy. Even my 50-year old aunt in batu pahat can drive, why can't she? Please get real.

6. I am a drama queen, tapi not tamil drama like her.
Don't mess with my mood swings but I don't bang my head against the wall, I'll bang yours thank you very much.

7. I'm a very holistic person - balanced yin and yang.
I cook, I clean, I nurse and I can also party like mad. Err... it might be bipolar disorder but what the heck, I'm still hot.

8. I can mingle with people from all walks of life.
The poor, the needy, the rich and famous... I will blend in. So take me anywhere with you and I will work the floor.

9. I am loyal and will stick to you thru thick and thin.
Don't ever question my loyalty. I will go all out for the ones I love.

10. I love you more than she does.

God that felt good...please forgive me for being a beeyaatch

sweet times

I've just had a couple of happy days this week. I just realized that my life has been so mundane that happy days are such big bonuses for me. But then again, maybe that is good, to have a mundane, simple, at times sad life because when you experience a happy day, you appreciate it with every fiber of your being.

No, I didn't take a happy pill.

I was happy because I actually spent some time doing something that I enjoy most - talking to someone who's starting a business on branding. It's just that look on their faces when they are so close to starting something, and they're all hyped up setting up the business and things are looking great. And it helps to know that people appreciate my free "consultancy work"...

Although I spoke to H again about the big D over the phone, I won't let that get in the way of my joy.

Come on people, get happy.

the wrong action / reaction

Sometimes, when you have been sorely missing someone you just don't know how to act when he comes back. Your mind gets mixed up with so many emotions - there's anger (why were you gone so long!) there's longing (God, I just so want to be with you it hurts) there's sadness (i've been doing nothing when you weren't around) there's frustration (why can't we be together?) and then there's just sheer happiness (I'm so glad to see you and you look super hot too)

With all those feelings jumbled up, I will always end up looking awkward when I see that person. Then I will get "You look so tense..."

Tense is definitely not the word, baby. Then with that kind of remark, you do the auto-switch mode, you smile and pretended not to care. But deep in your heart you wish there are words that can say how much you've missed them.

I missed you while you were away. No, I was not happy when you're not around.

There, I said it.