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Countdown #3 & #4

Am sorry my countdown #3 & #4 updates didn't go up according to schedule. I guess I could lump it all up for countdown #5 & #6, which is yesterday and today. But today is still early and I don't know what is in store for today. Soo.... let's just recap my #3 & #4.

Countdown #3 & #4 incidentally fell through on a Saturday and Sunday. Perfect! #2 & #3 kinda got stuck together when I had my wonderful meet up with my Best Friends for Life (BFL), Mae. Friday didn't quite end up as best as I thought it would be at work. I did shed some tears (boohoo) thanks to my great buddy, Stress. But it was quickly dried off in time for me to be with Mae. It was such a great night especially since, she treated me to dinner, gave me a birthday present (which I still think is unnecessary coz having her around is present enough), and we talked for 8 hours straight! I'm pretty sure we would have gone forever if it wasn't for how tired we were. I loved every second of it! Thanks a lot, Mae!!

Which trickled into countdown #3 - Saturday... Needless to say, after that long, fun night with BFL, I gave myself a break... sleeping in! Woke up close to midday simply coz I got hungry as hell. I had no plans whatsoever, except maybe to try go for a replacement dance class. But I made a call to my brother and voila - Lunch! Yumm...

After lunch, I decided to check out the scene at Talent Hub in time for the afternoon class. But as it turns out, my beloved dance instructor was sick! So classes got cancelled. But it wasn't all lost coz I was asked by Mae to be her emcee in her December Malaysian wedding recep. So, I was on a hunt for a dress.

Unfortunately, the dress I'd saw just 2 days before was sold off so I was left empty handed. Aww boo!

So what did I do next? Well, I went walking around in Bangsar and then after a while of walking around aimlessly and purposelessly (hah!), I decided to head on home before it rained yet again. Bought my 1901 hotdogs for dinner and as soon as I got home, the domestic-goddess spirit got triggered when I saw how messy the front driveway of my house was - I started cleaning! Gahh... But I was satisfied that I'd at least got rid of some muck that was making my house unsightly. Yeesh!

The rest of the evening wore on just nicely after that at home, in front of the tele, eating my hotdogs. :)

Countdown #4 - Sunday, I decided to wake up early - to do my laundry! Gaahh... I knew the domestic-goddess spirit hadn't left me as yet. I also had a wedding to get to in the arvo, so waking up early was a good decision. I did my laundry, put in the cooking gas, cleaned the bathroom, cooked brekkie, then just chilled till it was time for me to get ready for the wedding. Met up with Alphatin, Jasper, Cikinot & her new boyfriend at Bella's wedding. It was really nice and Bella looked lovely.

After the wedding, I had an itch to watch a movie. But not just with anyone... I wanted to watch a movie with... myself. Yayy! Off to Subang Parade where I was pretty sure there'd be tickets still at that little new cinema they opened. I watched 'Immortals'! Wahoo! =D

Once the movie was over, I thought of doing a once over browse in search of my dress. All over the mall I went, but the last stop was in Parkson where there's tonnes of brands housed there. Almost gave up too, until I found it. Something not you would normally see me wear but it was perfect! Pretty, vibrant, fun, fresh, and selling at half price. And get this, because it was in Parkson and I had a shopping voucher from there, I only ended up paying a very tiny fraction of the cost of the dress. WONDERFUL!!!

That was just how great my last weekend before my birthday was. I felt so blessed. Alhamdulillah...

On to a good few more days to D-day! :)


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