We as girls, always want the guys to be most of the big spoon in a relationship. Handling it well. We want them to be brave and take control sometimes (yes of course, on the right issues). But, when these guys get their opportunity to be brave, and man up about their feelings, they chicken out being all unmanly and leave us hanging. Sometimes you think there’s a spark and all that yknow, but the moment the guy chooses to run away and hide the truth, its such a disappointment it literally hurts. Why is it he can be awesome 50% of the time, but he must be a jerk for the other 50%?

Guys think its impossible to understand girls (and i dont understand why its so hard to). Well, its actually simple really. When we walk away, it just means that we just want you to come get us (yes, like in the movies). When we seem to be falling out of the relationship, we just want you to fight for us just to know how much we really mean to you. All we want is for you guys to love us without second guesses, without doubts, and without uncertainty. And if you cant give that to a girl, please atleast have a heart guys and dont give her hope. Dont let her dangle on a string like that cause its mean. If you dont want her, dont tell her you miss her.

Whats so difficult?

thanks sab! :)
yeah i stole from her tumblr. heh

And so another one down and another round of me being “attacked” by the relatives (THIRD time already you noe! Spare me ah please?); “shahirah! When’s ur turn?” “shahirah bila nak kahwin?” “ade boyfriend tak?” and the ultimate question when I answered “no bf then want kahwin with who eh?” was “asal takde boyfriend?” oh hohoho dun look at me cos I myself have no idea why. my answers are either dunno or dun have or I just flashed them my famous -____- face. Haha! My mummy wasn’t spared either and all she answered was “ask her urself…” she oso da malas la I think.

Anyways, spotlight’s not on me hor. It’s my second cousin Wydiariny’s engagement that Saturday so yeah spotlight on her please.

Yesterday secretary came to me and told me to take note of clients’ address before sending out invoices cos 2 of them complained that they received their personal invoices in one shared envelope. Secretary said “they don’t like” and the reason being “the brothers are not on good terms”

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cheh dia step aku tahu je tu dua beradik gadoh?!

I just follow whatever address that was written down on the paper and send out la. I dun call clients and ask them “eh u and ur sibling got fight ah? ok already or not? I have letters to send to u all and I dowan waste stamps and envelopes by separating the letters. So how?”

Correct or not wat I say. Hahah!

I noticed that to make someone who you like to like you back is the hardest thing to do but getting/having someone to like you takes no effort at all.

And I noticed also, waffles and ice cream makes me drowsy and druggy seh.

And I haven had my lunch yet. -___-! I spent my lunch hour with him cos he’s on half day today. Hurhurr. Now my tummy’s rumbling. Bah! See ah he offered to teman makan dowan sombong konon now sendiri hungry. Im talking to myself aint i.

Ssshhh tummy I noe u hungry I oso hungry la.

Yup, the birthday celebrations did not end dat Saturday. Hurhurr~ ade continuation…

On Sunday, mama invited her err mama and siblings over to celebrate her bday with her cos by right her bday is on that day. She tumpang2 oni dat Saturday. Hahah no la! we figured it’ll be easier and cheaper (-__- cheaper is an understatement seh. Have u seen the bill on my last picture post? Amik kau cheaper) to celebrate both on the same day. So I tot everything over on Saturday already skali mama told me dis darling bro of mine suggested to invite some over for makan2 bla bla bla. Some ppl dunno the meaning of tired. I just agreed and follow along, cannot argue ma since it was mama’s bday.

Woke up early like 10:30am on a Sunday. 10:30am is dawn to me lo, if it’s the weekends la. 10:30 seh. Dats like 3 hrs earlier than my usual Sunday waking up time seh. Oops secret’s out. Heh. So quickly cleared up whatever dat needed clearing up and cook simple2 dishes then wait for the guests to arrive.

Time check 3:00pm sharp.



First guest, VIP oops! I mean Nenek. She’s always punctual lo. Good job nenek good job.
And thereafter, the rest of the guests just flowed in. as if they’re waiting downstairs and let nenek come first.






food served are usually biase ones like bee hoon, mama’s famous fried chicken (it’s a MUST lo for every occasion) and hotdogs plus some murtabaks.



and no, he’s not the chef. I am. He was merely helping me to stir since it was a big serving. Heh. That’s wat brothers are for ma :P



éclairs which bibik sponsored. She also bought the cake <3

and every birthday sure got picture taking session. Just so brother can collect2 and post up onto FB but never print out. -____-!



birthday man and woman



family with nenek minus big bro



mama’s siblings together with their mama. My 2 uncles on the left oso celebrated their birthdays but on different days obviously. DOH!





1) the budaks2. Im the oni “adult”. I noe, always menyelit one.
2) the ladies with baby torres
3) the boys and men



baby torres and me, in my room. My room is the so-called nursery. Babies who want to sleep, change diapers or lie down sure will pick my room :D



hey handsome~ :D:D:D



and dis one training to be a father. Macam paham~ I think baby torres feeling all comfy cos the body like pillow ma.

HE SHOULD LOVE YOU FOR WHO/WHAT YOU ARE, NOT FOR WHO/WHAT HE WANTS YOU TO BE.

Get that in your head, will you!?

Tell him to mirror himself first eh please. He’s not even a Ken to begin with lo! Dun let his words get to you, dun let him step all over you.

... you know who you are.
:)