He was away, so there was no arrangement for celebrating the anniversary. However, I came home to this gorgeous bouquet and a box of truffles, delivered in the morning. No wonder he was being super tolerant, patient and kind days leading to this — he made sure everything was smooth and got the surprise sorted out.
Apart from that, oh my god the roses are so dreamlike that I had to pinch them to see they were alive. I put them in a tall clear glass filled with water so they will last a little longer. Now the room smells like roses ❤️
Mama was telling Asna, if you don’t understand something, ask.
“A-S-K,” she spelled it out for her.
Asna, playing with slime, was half-processing what Mama said.
“A-S-K,” she echoed Mama.
Thinking out loud, Asna said:
“Hmm. A-S-K. What is A-S-K?”
She thought about it for a while and later blurted out:
“Asna Suka Kicap!”
Mama was like:
She looked at me, not knowing how to respond. So I said:
“Just laugh, Mama. She’s trying to be funny.”
I was crushing on a pair of jeans I saw online on Diesel. Looked for it high and low. Although the sale season had begun I still played the waiting game. Actually unsure whether I should get it because it looked too rock and roll for me. Googled for more pics of the jeans and basically returned to the pages everyday just to view them #wheniamobsessed. Continue Reading
Dinner. Present was Mama and Asna. Reza and I just joined them and we were having a conversation about something.
Then I was reminded of a teka-teki (guessing game) that I wanted to share with Asna. She has dark humor kan.
I asked everyone on the table:
“Apa yang kita tanam pagi, tengahari/petang/malam boleh makan?”
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Asna got accepted into a boarding school and she’s going to do what she applied and interviewed for – IGCSE. Ramai orang tanya, alang-alang she’s going to a boarding school, why didn’t she end up applying to STF to be a Srikandi like Mama? Tapi long story short, as the youngest, parents want her close and think she’d enjoy IGCSE and have better shot at scholarships if she continues to do well. Fortunately, her placement is just an hour away, so senang for us to visit.
Mama has bought her everything. Uniforms, prep clothes, pillows, mattress pad, bed sheets, blankets, toiletries, detergents, small drawers, etc. She seems more nervous than Asna. Asna seems to have not yet registered that she’s leaving in a week and I’m not sure if she’s mentally prepared.
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I sometimes wake up tired because my dreams are often of adventures that either involve using my body (RPG style, on a mission to look for something or run from something) or brain (like figuring out how to design a better seating layout for an aunt’s restaurant that is non-existent IRL to accommodate more patrons).
Last night, I dreamt of Tokyo.
So I was on the Odaiba seaside during sunset and admiring the view of the Rainbow Bridge. A leisurely walk until there was a countdown timer appearing out of nowhere. Seconds later a whirlpool emerged on the bayside behind me and it turned into a hurricane.
Out came Godzilla marching in the water, towards the city kot. They way to the city meant it would cross paths with the Rainbow Bridge.
The inevitable happened — it didn’t just walked pass the Rainbow Bridge like it wasn’t there like I imagined, instead it punched the bridge to collapse it, purposely.
I was so pissed at Godzilla for shattering the bridge and ruining my serene view.
The rest of the time I was trying to get something fixed that was broken by Godzilla on its way to destroying everything.
I woke up feeling so exhausted.