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Leading to Ramadhan

It's the first day of Ramadhan!!

This means, no breakfast or lunches for a whole month, shopping, Buka Puasa sessions, Tarawikh, and friends and family time, no swearing and cursing, no going over the top crazy with excitement, Ramadhan Bazaar, etc. Wahooo!!!

SO... For this post, I decide to put up a pictorial update of the weekend prior to this holy month. Enjoy... :D

Jasper just got a new job so Alphatin and I bought cakes to celebrate it. Dum dee daa...!

Then we headed over to I-city in Shah Alam to check out what all thehype was about and for me to supposedly be introduced to Alphatin's colleague (that's a bust btw). It was majorly HOT and CROWDED but we made do with silly photos.

Pretty lighted Christmas Tree in AUGUST!

Pretty lights

Alphatin and I 'posing'

Alphatin looking slightly disgruntled by the night mode on her camera, which probably amused Jasper. ROFL!!!

Self portraits

On a makeshift 'tripod' to take this photo of three of us


After that, we were supposed to go for pre-Ramadhan midnight karaoke but this is what happened...

Hanging out in the car...

Jasper caught sleeping on the job of guarding us girls...

And a photo of the lovebirds, Alphatin & Jasper... :D

Shortly after, we ditched the midnight karaoke idea since the mall closed for the night and there were NO CAFES open where we can hang out in to while away the time. So we decided to head on back to Subang Jaya for dinner/supper.

Look at these babies!! They're at least 1 litres each of fruit juices. Wanna know where you can get them??

Ta-daa...! Asia Cafe in SS15 Subang Jaya. (And we finished it too!!)

Once we were full to the brim, we headed back to watch a DVD. This was the movie we attempted to watch...

Seriously... don't bother watching it. Seriously.

I say 'attempted' because halfway through we decided to dub it PSYCHOTIC and called it a night. ZZzzZZzzZZzz...

Sunday came, and not much happened then. Just me being a domestic goddess doing household chores and later that evening joining the lovebirds for din din in Tokyo G, OU. Fun! :D



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