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Eclipsed by Happy-ness!

The weekend was AWESOME!

I had such a fun time shopping for Cosplay with Alphatin, Roku and Khalis (their cousin) in Berjaya Times Square, and the best part was we were all successful in finding the items for our costume at budget prices! I tell ya, this place is a diamond in the rough. Whoever thought that there were SO MANY of these weird Harajuku-ish, goth-ish clothes and accessories for the taking in that huge shopping mall! I admit, I don't give this place enough credit for starters but it was AMA-ZIIIiiING...!

We prepared ourselves by researching photos of the Twilight characters and making a list of things to get for the competition. And then Khalis told us about the shops in Berjaya Times Square, so on Saturday afternoon we headed over there. We had oodles of laughs and great energy walking around and being GOBSMACKED by the abundance of things there. Man, we were on a roll! And with all that we managed to get on Saturday, we're all pretty sure that we'd win at least something on 7th July 2010. heheheh!

The place where we got our wicked stuff from:

Then on Sunday, my little nephew dubbed 'The Little Prince' turned two on 4th July 2010. Whoamagawd... he's in the terrible twos! But he's still so adorable that we won't mind it at all. Just like his sisters before him. Can't believe how fast time flies. It felt like only yesterday that he was a tiny little baby boy who has graced us with his presence. Sigh... I'll put up a video of this party when I get a chance.

4th July 2008

2 years later... :)

Anyways, on with the show for this week's work hell. It's already starting and I hate it but the positive thing to look forward to is Eclipse on Wednesday and our 'Eclipse After-party Luncheon' on Thursday. Yup, Alphatin and I are going to COOK for about eight other peeps on Thursday. EEeep! Wish us luck!! WAHOOOOO!


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