02
Dec
08

Butterflies In Our Bellies

well, the plan was for me to sit and complete my assignments. i have 3 worksheets to hand in by tomorrow evening but instead of starting on them, i get side tracked. *heh* so here i am blogging away. well, i put the blame on my kaput laptop. if HP would just agree to replace our faulty machine with a new one, D wouldn’t have flared up and lashed out at the customer service manager and we would have a brand spanking new replacement by now. urgh.

stoopid people. they had to hem and haw. what drove D over the wall was they had the audacity to charge us for something that is clearly their fault. not to mention, offer us a bargain! a bargain?! the nerve! bargain would be fair you think? nope! not in our books. na`ah. simply because in a span of one year alone, we had to send it in 3 times for repair! the screen kept freezing and the friggin’ motherboard had to be replaced – 3 phreaking times! and after we brought it home, all it took was 3 months for that good-for-nothing thingamajig to konk out on us – again. wahpiangz oi … now, we have to wait some more . for another higher authority of theirs to get back to us. double urgh.

do you have any idea what i could do if i have it with me right now? i could have multi-tasked! yes, multi-task (read: sit on the sofa bed, in the living room, with the laptop nestled comfortably on my ample-cushioned thighs, watch Friends in the background and at the same time, try to complete my homework) instead of being stuck in K’s room, punching the keys on his desktop and facing a wall. what luck. bloody mangkuk betul.

as if to add oil to fire, i have that butterfly feeling in my stomach again. when will this feeling be over you tell me? if you think the phone call this afternoon was meant to send me over the moon, it did for a ripe nano second but that’s about it. other than that i have that nak terberry sensation again. i get that whenever i’m hyperventilating. not because i was mad but because i was a nervous wreck! it’s so stressful. so much pressure. it’s hard to stay positive when i don’t even trust myself. the more supportive everyone is towards me, the tighter the knot in my stomach.

no expectations, no disappointment they say. somehow, i find myself disagreeing with that mentality in this situation. i was suddenly reminded of Janggut’s words. the fact that i actually ask myself whether i can make it, showed that i care. it showed how badly i want to succeed. KB shared with me her insight. not only from an observer’s point of view but also as a friend. it is heartwarming to know that she understood and cared. in fact the team actually rallied to egg me on. “go for it, L. you can do it.” KB even offered to help me overcome my fears. eeeks! it’s never easy learning new things isn’t it? daunting task ahead. what will be, will be. i am hoping. i am praying. for good stuffs. ameen. insyaa allaah.

KB and Liana veil shopping

that’s KB and me over at Spotlight shopping for veil. she’s really something you know. not only is she a champ in a man’s world, she sews and she knits! she’s cool, isn’t she? that’s what i call girrrl…power! 8)

liana-and-kathy-at-jewel-box

that’s us monkeying around while recceing the perfect setting for her solemnisation venue. i am one of her VIPs! *woots* ;)

voila-cest-liana2

who else but yours truly in her goofy moments


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