Bugs

Something is so wrong with my school. It seems like everyone got the flu. Even me. I thought I was never going to get it since the flu period is starting to fade away bidding our school goodbye. But man it just won't stop bugging us!

with very little hope.

I honestly have a bad feeling for my mid-year result. I'm failing chemistry. Badly I might add. I just don't get it however hard I studied, I often find the questions too difficult to understand. Maybe I didn't study hard enough. And if you ask me the infamous question "dah prepare blum?" I will answer no to you with a straight face. I am never ready for exams I procrastinate too much. Always regret it but always do it and definitely not proud of it.

Everything that makes a wedding.

I've been lazy and busy lately with school. It is just too hectic and rush-y. I have tons of everything to talk about but I just couldn't find the space to squeeze blogging.

It has been three weeks since Thoriq's wedding. I still have not updated the pictures yet in my multiply. We had tons of fun planning his wedding. From the dais to the decor to the arrangement of tables. Yes, we had to do it without professional help, I guess they do it a little different over there. Two sleepless nights and three gruelling days. I was so tired that I thought I might collapsed and be buried at the land of Pahang. No entertainment of all sorts except for our live radio programme with two very whacky Djs singing our song requests, terribly I might add. It cracked me up though. If only I tape it. Oh well. However tiresome that was I still had fun. I think our family deserve a round of applause and a treat to Swensens from the groom.

I just hope we didn't scare the bride. She looks scared to death. You see, my family is very loud, EXTREMELY loud. When we talk, we yell. We never talked, never. Her family is very well-mannered and polite. A nice bunch. Of course we are too. Throw in the loud factor and we might just be us.

Thoriq being the first to get married from our generation of course excite the makciks and even pakciks. When the makciks and pakciks are excited you get a house full of mad people. The frustration for perfection was screamed to the kids. I think we frighten a lot of people. Ah, weird family. I seriously think my family is weird. But what would I be without them?

Loud family+Shy bride+Cool groom+Crazy cousins+Hardworking volunteers+Creative people+Mad uncles and aunties+Caffeine+Live entertainment+Drapes and ribbons= A Perfect Wedding