Midnight will strike in no time, but I'm still online.

But you really should not blame me, 'cos I'm simply ecstatic!

I knocked off late from the office (again) today but as I reached the lift lobby, all the stress disappeared into thin air and I found myself grinning from ear to ear. Did I hear you ask why?

Guess what - the tentage poles, tables and chairs for the weekend reception have arrived! Tell me, how can I not fall on cloud nine?

And I have been asked one common question for the umpteenth time - "What is the best time to attend the reception?". Fret not, I would appreciate it no matter what time my guests arrive but FYI, the groom entourage is scheduled to reach at 1230 and I will be around from 1200-1400 and 1600-1800 so catch me if you can!

I really should go now, I'm (beauty) sleep deprived I tell you.

Maybe I'm thinking too much, my mind's overloaded.

I can never escape a day without suffering from giddy spells, of late. Blame it on the sleepless nights, for I don't know how and where else to push the blame to.

To make it worst, I get agitated (far too easily).

Since two nights ago, my mobile went silent. I barely touch or look at it, and not even sending any outgoing sms - I'm surprised, really.

Obviously, this is NOT the wedding jitters.

Like finally, I got my hands on my first biometric passport.

And looking at it makes me excited about my.. WINTER HORNYMOON!

My, I'm excited about getting to feed the wild dolphins and say hello to the koala bears - but I don't know if I dare to hold one. Maybe, maybe not. But for the record, I did hold and feed the pony when I had my pre-wedding outdoor shoot at the gallop stable - what an achievement for an animal coward (although I look like I almost pee-d in my wedding dress)!

I know you can't wait to see the shots and laugh your ass off at me.

But before all that there's one thing I've to go through first - get married, that is (in 15 days if you asked).

Honestly, it is NOT just about knocking off from work on a Friday evening.

We're gonna cheat in this "pantang" game that we agreed upon initially - we'll sneak out till late tonight, aye fiance? Oh, I feel so 16!

And I'm just loving every bit of it! 

And so, let's celebrate the "sweetest goodbye" and what else but the FINAL countdown.

Inhales in, and out - what's left for now?

To think that I spent the entire weekend doing nothing but working on the invites; almost complete (oh thank god) - so expect us to give you a call for a meet up, or expect to receive yours via mailbox soonest aye?

Prepping 250 cards for friends alone is no joke - but are we really expecting 250 friends? I don't know, we'll see how the human traffic will be like come the actual day aye? I guess I better not scare you with the total number of expected guests for now. But if you cannot stand crowds, I cannot help you; really.

I should just admit it right here, and right now - I'm getting panicky and paranoid!

Guess I don't have a choice, neither do I ask for breakouts on my face at this time of the year - I'm getting a little too stressed up, and I'm tired, and angry, and sleepy. Tell me how do I breathe with no air - I need a breather, seriously (but I got to wait, I know)!

And thanks to the current epidemic, I'm all uncertain about our winter holiday.

Guess I need a stronger dosage of caffeine to keep myself sane (at least for now) - it's only eleven but I think I need my third cup of caffeine.

Guess it's just me; I always have my own way of doing things.

So whenever I must, I fight for my right - and I belive this can be indeed righteous (depending on the subject matter). 'Cos at the end of the day, no one else is happier than I am. Think about it - if you cannot afford to make yourself happy, who the fc*k will? I am finally smiling again after so long, and I feel damn good about it.

And when victory is on my side, what does that make me - a self controlled b*tch? So be it.

Well it's a beautiful day, and I believe so is tomorrow.

By requests and because it's a beautiful day, I have decided to grant access to everyone to view my second account (which have been intially privatised). If you're still clueless, click here. In the meanwhile, let me enjoy counting to midnight aye?

If you asked what and why, it's about being swarmed with that one bonus question.

Perhaps I should start to take the count and congratulate the hundredth person who will ask me this bonus question - "Felt the jitters yet?". 

I  truly appreciate all the care and concern but sorry to disappoint you people 'cos the answer is still a flat no. Pardon me, but it's true. If you ask if there are butterflies in my stomach, I'd say, "no". If you ask if I'm over the moon, I'd say "sometimes". But if you ask if I'm living it up, I'd gladly cheer "yes!" So I guess it's not too bad, aye?

I should just let nature take its course for I can't possibly scream, "Jitters, jitters.. come to me!"

Maybe (well just maybe), the feeling will be different when midnight strike in a minute?



(8 hours later the fiance sms-ed me, "All set and ready, right before town council office waiting for the doors to open!")

When YOU would be here in my arms; waiting for tonight.

Guess it helps if I clarify on my accounts, once and for all.

Many thanks to you if you've added me up in my new account; all 90 of you in the list are all I treasure most. And I've decided to privatise my new account, god knows why but I will - so you have to be in my contacts list to be able to view my posts. If you do not have an account at all, you might want to consider setting up one?

I apologise should I miss anyone out - you can send me an invite instead.

But really, I apologise in advance if I did decline any (again, god knows why). If you're not a friend, or an acquaintance, or a wedding service provider; save your invitation 'cos I don't do online shopping.

I'm not trying to bitch here, certainly - just two minutes of clarification, okay?

For the record, you need not strike this existing account off your list of contacts as I still do hold on to this account dearly. Perhaps, expect less of the personal, and more on friendship. I promise to write more on my beautiful girlfriends. Or rather, whatever I feel like bitching about. Thank you for taking two minutes off your busy schedule to read this, I truly appreciate it.

Now, please stop reading and go grab a bite - it's lunch time!

Tell me, has anyone ever found the formula for success? Well of course I have not, and I don't think one ever will. But seriously, let me share with you the formula for failure (and I swear it works):

Try pleasing EVERYONE!

Come back and tell me whether or not that works, if you're willing to try that is.

All that aside - enjoy your lunch for now, I'm knocking off for the day for some mind relaxing activities (and perhaps a some retail therapy too, Mr. Fiance?)

Everyone is cheering "Thank God It's Friday!" (except me).

Just what on earth is happening to time - didn't we embrace 2009 just yesterday?

Maybe I'm still in dreamland, but you can't blame me 'cos I'm enjoying every bit of our honeymoon period! Although it is nothing close to a holiday by the mountains, we're honeymooning still indeed. With the newfound status, seems like we're back to the good old days when we smiled and winked at each other in the heart of Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Boy, I miss that!

Please don't start telling me that this will only last for a split second and things will get ugly anytime soon, we don't need such advise - just let us continue honeymooning for as long as we want to; I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed!

One more thing, do not spoil our honeymoon by reminding me about the photos, okay? Now, I am kidding! I'll try my best to do it during the weekend (but no promises). All thanks to my best friend for publicising it to the whole world, even my mom was caught by surprise when people from all walks of life congratulated her.

All that aside, Happy Birthday (in advance) to my best friend Nurzeana Zainal, and my sister Suriati Sailan. It's perfectly alright to grow older, as long as you grow older gracefully (like my mom).

Guess I've said too much, back to slogging at work for now. Enjoy the weekend, people!

So yesterday I braced myself and walked out of my 3 year courtship.

If you asked, it was certainly not a hasty decision - a decision we both agreed upon (supported by both of our families), and we both are happy that we chose moved on. I believe that it was indeed the best for us, and I really hope it is.

For a fact I know, the ones closest to my heart who were there for me yesterday felt happy for me as well. Many thanks to those who were with me yesterday, when I needed company most.

I will always remember yesterday; we moved on in pursuit of our own happiness.

If there's an honorarium to employees here, I deserve the Employee of the Year award.

While the bosses and colleagues are (seemingly) busy, here I am composing an entry. I'm definitely not skiving off work - for one obvious reason - I do not meet the deadlines. I settle my tasks ahead of the deadlines most of the time so it's only fair that I take a little time off to de-stress, aye?

Being the youngest and smallest (in size) in the company doesn't make me less of a chilli padi - in fact, I'm the most outspoken one. I have this "step on my tail and you'll get it" attitude, and this applies when I'm at work too. I guess the only reason why I'm still here today is because I speak my mind off; I can't understand how people can just let anyone else overrule themselves. I enjoy my job; but I enjoy the company of  a bitching kaki even more, one whom I bitch with during lunch everyday. Like the saying goes, "Work - fun or drudgery; depends on you."

Tell me now, don't I deserve that (Notorious) Employee of the Year award?

All that aside, boss is such a darling (for once) having declared the company holidays - I do not need to think of work after Christmas; I'll only be back to work in 2009 - yayness, what an excellent way to wrap up the year!

Guess the above says it all - time will reveal, aye?

Just half past 10; I'm already yawning like there's no tomorrow.

As soon I as I got out from the long warm shower, I wanted to jump to bed but it's been quite a while since I last had a mask on my face so I thought it would be good to do it tonight. And that's the exact reason why I'm typing away, wiping the spiderweb off this dusty space.

Without realising, the weekend is just around the corner - everything's happening a tad too fast.

Well it seems like I just started working yesterday, only to realise I've been around at my present workplace for slightly more than half a year; just what on earth is happening to the time - it seems like we no longer have twenty-fours in a day. There are too many things; too little time (and hands too).

Wonder if you've heard of this saying, "The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once." I couldn't help but disagree, 'cos everything's happening at once (for me).

I would appreciate if I can have more than twenty-fours; else, it would be good enough if I were to get another pair of hands - I'm asking for the impossible, I know.