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A little of the past, and some of the present...

So here are some happenings from just before Christmas and a little after New Year's... All in pictures too!

Shopping before Christmas with the parents and sister!

Christmas party in Nisa's. We had a turkey, eggnog, a tiny Christmas tree and Secret Santa. And just like any good girl, Dieselfire is sleeping just before Santa leaves her present behind.

Some friends showing off their presents. As for my present?? I got an I.O.U = RM10.00

Bapak's early 65th Birthday celebration

New Year's Eve celebration with Gaya, Yoong Whei and Gaya's workmates. Haa... good times.

My first Church wedding!! *eventhough it really was a chapel*

Camwhoring before the blessed event... as usual. Wouldn't be complete without Syaza, Sulo and Tuty. Of course, Ayin's there too, candidly. Hehe!

The Groom (Han) waiting for his Bride (Yi Lei)

The whole lot of us at the wedding reception that night.

... And later that night, listening to some cool live jazz tunes in Alexis with my sister and her friends.

Voila! That was how I enjoyed my final month of 2008 and ushered in 2009.


lyricaldelirium said…
I didn't know Yi Lei is also called Anne!

And your dad looks really fit and healthy for someone who's 65 :D
shugabelle said…
Neither did I until that morning! Luckily I saw her before the ceremony began. Otherwise I'd think it was the wrong wedding. hehe.

Thanks! I'll tell him that. It'll make his day for sure :)

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