pangkor laut

nice greeting after the hour long ferry ride (not so bad with ad there):

first things first: FOOOOOOD!! but this was the nice appetizer:

the view from where we had our 1st lunch

sheer bliss to jump into the pool to cool off, then eat, then jump in again. i realised i am sooo unfit. duh, actually not really surprised there. two laps and i'm panting like i just climbed mount kk.

ad had the biggest burger i've ever seen.. with everything on top. wow.. it was massive. i fell in love with the pizzas and more or less ate pizzas everyday we were there.

after our very satisfying lunch, we headed to the nice private beach and just slept and talked and read and drank lots of coconut water. hahaha. this is the life...

ad hates it when i snap him whenever. he'll probably make me take this photo down. but it was so nice.. just doing nothing and lazing around

end of an era

ok ok, maybe era is a bit over doing it.. but to me, it's really the end of an era. the era of my life where i'm confined to only talking about where to buy the cheapest nasi lemak, which is the best way to soak stained clothes and where i have to second guess everything that's being said in mandarin/cantonese/hokkien. *phew* what a relief!

i never realised how much this has taken a toll on me. the forced camaraderie with colleagues whom i would never foster the same kind of wavelength had i met them anywhere else. i am not a snob; i realise these are sweet, simple and sincere people. probably one of the least threatening and least intimidating i'll ever meet. but then again.. u have got to understand that i need normal human contact!!! ppl of the same background, upbringing and exposure.

i tell you.. after 2.75 yrs here, i have started speaking like this : "you eat what?" - when asking them what are they eating for lunch, "what you did?" - to make the printer jam, and various other mangling of the english language. just so i can communicate my point across. i am so pathetic. talk about falling under the influence.

the infamous phrases i always hear, which always make me cringe:

if someone tripped - "oh you so poor" (erm? i assumed they meant you poor thing and it's got nothing to do with their financial health)

some work thing gets bungled up - "i am back to square" (ok, i think they meant square one here).

it's pretty funny when you think of it. but i am not going to think about it anymore!!! as of march 1st i am outta here!! the place where everyone thinks i am the odd one out, the place where i just can't fit in, the place where i'm the only one who knows what a blog is!!!! wheeeeeeee........

but then again, i am also leaving the place where i can drive out at 10am to get a burger if i'm hungry, where i can come in a bit late if i'm stuck in a jam, the place where i can walk anywhere and get any information as and when i please, the place where anything i say is given weight and where most of my requests are entertained. bleh.

can't believe i'm saying this, but i think i'll miss this place, mangled english and all.

I have been nesting… that’s what happens when you get married and move to a new home. It has been a blur of decorating, fixing and cleaning. Now my home is my haven. Especially the study. However, cosiness breeds laziness. I am now not inclined to go out once I’m home. And I am also inclined to mold myself to the sofa and be happy. Bliss…

We had a couple of parties to usher in the new year. It was a blast. Some of our friends went for watch night service, then came back to the party. The rest of us were too lazy. So we chatted and played taboo. Sooo funny. It’s hilarious how it brings out our kiasu-ism and competitiveness.

We switched off all the lights when it was nearing midnight. Then lit candles everywhere. Everyone held one. Then we counted down, blew all the candles off and hug hug kiss kiss scream scream. Then we opened a bottle of wine and yam seng-ed! That was quite spontaneous and funny actually.

The following week we threw another party for Ad’s friends. I was the good little wife, washing up in the kitchen etc cos Ad did it for our 1^st party. It was quite fun actually. Tung Yin, Sharon and I had a nice chat while the rest of them were bringing the house down with their Taboo game. In the end the ruckus was so incredible the 3 of us ran out of the study to see what brought it on:

Word: Freeloader

A very over excited Koh: “When Leong drinks.. he..??”
Everyone: “Is blur! Is drunk!”
Koh: “No! He never pays…!”
Adrian: “He’s a freeloader!!”
To which everyone screams in laughter and Leong is blur and Koh is so embarrassed and apologizes profusely.

Another one:

Word: Master Bedroom

I forgot who: “Before sex you..” (gets interrupted by):
Henry: “Masterbed…” (gets interrupted as everyone takes it as ‘masturbate’ and won’t let him live it down)
Poor Henry. I think they won’t let him forget this any time soon.

Needless to say I did not cook, nor prepare the food. We conveniently tah pau-ed everything hehe. We don’t even have gas! Good grief. I can get used to not cooking ;) but I don’t think it’s very good for our arteries in the long term.

photo diary (night)

walking into the war zone haha:

perfect depiction of me being overwhelmed by all the unfamiliar faces of ad's family! i think even ad was shocked at the sheer numbers that greeted us when we opened the door to the vip room!

focusing, focusing on the reason we're doing all this:

adrian welcomes me into the ballroom by serenading me: (i had no idea - as is for most of the whole day)

my crazy MC's; ad's best man, jerral (politician in the making eh?)

my popo and adrian.. having heart to heart talk :)

taking a break; listening to our MCs tell stories

on stage with our heng tais and chee muis. don't they look grand :)

we had to ask our heng tais and chee muis to lead the toasting cos both our families were stage shy! and chicken.

My family - mum's side

ad's gang:

Darling FOJ-ians (without whom my deco wldnt be as gorgeous):

OJ-ians!! also part of our wedding committee:

claire, me, weipeng, meilin:

uni friends, old friends:

dear adelyn, tirelessly executing everything. no wonder i cld relax on my big day :)

my ham sap co-MCs and fellow rebels in cell:

showing off our sexy shoes to ah jon:

papa and mummy post their bedtime:

ad's dad and mum:

picture diary (morning)

wiling away time cos my chee muis were super late

the boys in all their glory and matching pink ties!!

out the door, down the stairs:

i didn't know ad was singing while i walked down the aisle. chieh! wasted... he should have told us, instead of surprising us. we all thought it was the cd...

and papa kept whispering to me when we were walking down the aisle: "eh.. walk faster, we are the last'. duh... i'm the bride. i'm supposed to be last. "eh.. they reached the front already". "pa, stop stepping on my dress". "pa! sloooowerrr..!!!!" "eh, adrian is singing la!! look look!" "are you sure??". "yes la! walk faster"

my favourite pastors:

both mums burnt their fingers cos they used the tea lights to light the bigger candles. haha.. their eureka moment only came after the whole thing was over: