As baik as Al-Baik

Have you ever waited so long but only to be disappointed? Like how you waited for a simple Teh Tarik but only for it to come in the most diluted and bitter form half an hour later? Like how you stay up all night to watch your favourite team on TV but only to witness the drabbest and lifeless goalless match ever? Have you ever had that familiar feeling? If you have, you probably just experienced it after reading the 17th entry in this blog. If that entry had a hype like Transformer’s, it most certainly was as interesting as Happily Never After. I only have 4 words : Anti Climax.

This is definitely a belated entry no thanks to the bunch of 17th Convention Blog-hoggers. So what is a blog without entries? What is an entry without pictures? What are pictures without me in it? (Don’t answer that.) So for your viewing pleasure or not , here’s a little INKLING sial of how I spent my day during my cousin’s engagement.

So this was the setting for the day. Damn traditional. Damn conventional. Damn void deck, so damn Malay.

So being the industrious workaholic that I am, I am on to my first job. Padahal, I don’t know what I am wiping. Notice the eyes. I heard Nas say Hello and instinctively glanced to my right.

And before I could even spell ubiquitous, I was asked to make the drinks. The one on the left is Didil. Just like how we combined on the soccer pitch, we also combined for this one. Muka aku kena maintain aku tau. Gigi aku terkeluar aku tau. Aku handsome, aku tau.

Being the consummate professional, I had to give it a taste first before serving it to the guests. The one on the right is Natasha. Nas diam.

In memory of Nazir and Faliq lending their services in dish washing, I decided to give a washing hand.

These are just some of the gubahan or I-dont-know-what-you-call-it in English that was solely done by my mother. See that Escada perfume on the bottom right? I didn’t do that. See that Gillette Fusion in the middle? I also didn’t do that.

Amidst all the huru hara, I found time to have a photoshoot. I can promise you the baby will grow into a very handsome man. I know thanks.

Ok time for all of you to put away all your pedophilic thoughts. See that girl beside me. She has the curliest and loveliest hair ever. Her name is Farah Natasha. Coincidentally, the one in orange is Farah and the one in green is Natasha. I’m not making this up.

Then it was time for all the December babies to cut their cakes.

To all of those who are responsible for this , Nur Kamsiah Hamidah ( Thank you in Korean)