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Weekends are reserved for good times ONLY

It's been a whole week since I last updated. Whoa... made me seem so boring. Really, it's true. Nothing much happened during the week because there's only work, work, work. But the weekend is a whole different story.

The only thing that really did happen, which was of some interesting-ness would be the stupid stray cat 'infestation' and living on our kitchen roof! It's not settled yet but we'll get it fixed soon. For the moment, I'm hoping those kitty cats would stop scratching on the room and making a bigger hole AND stop letting their kittens fall through the room and into our kitchen! Annoying much.

Anyways, on to the past two weekends. It was a whole heap of pure fun combined altogether! I've had movie outing with my siblings, two birthday parties on two separate Saturdays, one wedding plus lepak session, and coffee with parents and brother.

My brother + his wife, Buffy and I went to see 'Watchmen' two Saturdays ago. Had some lunch before that and right after the three-hour movie, rushed home to a) make sure my brother gets his car from the mechanic, and b) get ready to go to NisaKz's birthday party!

Goofing around in GSC One Utama... Ahaha!

That night, birthday dinner for Nisa in Decanter

Nisa making her birthday wish... May it all come true, babe!

The next day was a lazy day. I didn't do anything except stay home and overdosed on tv while Buffy goes out with a vengeance (she didn't go anywhere on Saturday night. Muahaha!!).

Then work began - let's just skip this part coz it's mostly boring...

The next weekend came and again I had a FULL TO THE BRIM Saturday. I started early and ended extremely late! I woke up at 9.30am, did the rest of my laundry from the night before, hung it out to dry, got ready to go to a wedding, went lepaking at Buffy's friend's place and didn't get home till 8.00pm to our parents who arrived from Hippo that afternoon.

At Buffy's colleague's wedding

A group photo with the happy couple

Ice Cream with kiddies!! They're Buffy's friend's kids. Yeap, they became hyper after that...

After dinner at home, I got ready and went out again for Harum's birthday party in Mont Kiara... SO. MUCH. FUN. I haven't seen this lady in 4 freakin' years! The place we went to is called Bar Savanh Too and I find it to be a very chic place. It had the feel of a club with the DJ spinning cool tunes, mixed with a live band show that rocked the house. AWESOME music, AWESOME people, AWESOME dancing, and AWESOME cake! :D

That night... Yes people, that's an LV birthday cake. Chocolate too! Yummy!!

Harum, birthday baby making a wish...

A photo with the Birthday Baby... after 4 years! Love ya, babe.

Sunday was just nice. Hot though, it was also very relaxing. We had home-cooked yummy meals courtesy of Mak the whole day and some time in the afternoon, my brother picked us up and we all had coffee. Yay, free drinks!!

Ah... it's so nice to recount on very good weekends. I just wish I could skip the work week altogether. Especially this one because I have tonnes of work to do, plus dance practice AND moving office. Ugh... :S


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