Still Being Random

I love Shook's friends. I mean, the ones he's had since school days.

They are such a lovely group of people. I hardly know them and I seldom meet them but they are willing to go out of the way for me as much as they could. I hardly even meet up with them but when I do, not only do they give me cakes, they are even willing to send invitation cards for me without my asking.

And some of them even look good.

Some of them can't hang on to relationships or marriages much but they're nice guys. They compliment people in such a way that you believe they see beyond looks, religion and such. They seem to see to the heart of a person and decide then. So I may not be hot or cool or bodacious or awesome or whatever but I'm good for Shook and that's what counts with them.

And if I take into consideration that these are the guys who really have gone through thick and thin with him, then I value their opinions and I'm glad I like them.

And I saw one of them today in work clothes and on a hot day. Holy moley! If any of my girl friends see him, I cannot be held responsible for his life, or lack of, after they're done! I would have been hubba-hubba-ing if I wasn't so frazzled and so totally committed to Shook ;)

Excuse me while I have a mild panic attack!!

I'm getting married in ONE week!!!

Aaargh!!!

It used to be the idea of marriage that freaks me out. Now I'm fine with it because Shook is being very calm about it and I believe we can work things out properly when we have to.

What's freaking me out now is the number of people coming in for the wedding and the venue capacity and the decorations and the programme and...and...everything!!! I'm worried there's not enough seats, I'm worried more people will come in than expected, I'm worried people who didn't reply will suddenly show up and have no seat or they did reply and don't show up and I'm facing empty seats. I'm worried.

Then I need drivers, 'babysitters', lots of help. I have friends who have agreed to help me and I love them for it. I shall treat them to dinner one day, just us friends.

On the plus side, friends I haven't seen in ages are coming. Yay! My outfits fit me so well and I just need to remember not to cringe or slouch or look worried in the photos. My many, many relatives from literally around the world are coming too. And I'm hoping with all my heart that Jin Shamsuddin makes it. Who cares about Siti Nurhaliza and all those hanger-ons when the real thing will be there? Yay!

I keep forgetting it's next week. My brain keeps saying 'Two weeks.' ;)

There is always this belief that just because someone is educated or part of a well-known organisation, it is safe to assume that they are also considerate.

So not true!

I spoke to a Toastmaster member over the weekend as she kept hassling me to do a few things for her and to attend a particular event. I kept telling her I was getting married in two weeks. And she kept asking whether I could attend the event a few days before the wedding. Think about it! A wedding is no easy thing to be a part of and you are asking me to divide my time and energy and person between your event and mine! Which would you logically think would mean more to me?!

I am so glad my own Toastmasters club members understand what I'm going through and have given me some slack. Others are just too zealous that they forget we're not paid by Toastmasters to do what we do. We're volunteering and we pay for Toastmasters to work for us! Some people need a life...or to have more sex, whicever helps them more.

Anyway, I do have a few more things to rant about but I'll keep it for blog fodder for later.

I'm supposed to be doing some marking and report writing but if I read one more answer that goes round in circles, I'll scream. So I think I'll just sing for awhile then bring the papers home to be marked. I can also do report writing at home while I read up on Dean and Sam Winchester and the ghosts they are chasing.

Oh, my wedding planner just called me to say that my clothes are ready and I can go for fittings tomorrow. They worked faster than I expected. I hope it turns out well. I have enough to worry about without my clothes going berserk.

And my sisters are supposed to work on a presentation for the wedding reception. I'm afraid they might end up humiliating me instead. One of them seem to have no idea of the differentiation between insulting and fun.

I honestly never usually find African American guys very hot. I have nothing against them but I rarely come across one I feel is worth drooling over.

However, there only one I only ever found really attractive was Denzel Washington. I find him really appealing for some reason. Nowadays, however, I find myself liking Shemar Moore from Criminal Minds.

In looking for pictures of him, I discovered he also used to act in Birds of Prey. No wonder he looked so familiar.

Anyway, I had to put this picture here. He's just so attractive somehow. And in looking for these pictures, I found some which I wish I never saw.

My dad just bought the Volvo S60. And it looks exactly like the picture below. Well, there may be a slight difference but I haven't taken a good look at it yet nor have I driven it yet. But soon I will!

But I like the looks of the car. Definitely will try to drive it very, very soon.

I was so excited to be able to access my internet again that my first instinct was to write a blog post.

After I opened w.bloggar, then I realised I don't have anything substantial to say.

Haiya! So much for the excitement. Haha!

I just hope this ability to be online is stable now and not wonky anymore. I'd scream if I have nothing to do to while away the hours during Raya. I know I have Criminal Minds and other tv shows to watch but there's only so much tv a person can watch. As for the PS2, same thing. I have a short attention problem, remember? I do want to kidnap Shook's PSP though. Hee! Hee!

Oh, his parents are so hilarious. I love them! His mom called to ask what Uncle should wear for sembahyang at our house tonight. He was wondering who would be here in case he had to dress up. So I had to tell Aunty that the usual baju he wears to sembahyang every night is fine. So sweet and funny!

Now I'm off to watch Criminal Minds and hoping I can get SUperntural, Prison Break and Heroes ;)

I seriously believe that if your exes (ex-boyfriend, ex-girlfriend) still want to keep tabs on your movements despite the fact that you broke up badly or that you might hate them already for what they did or didn't do, then that ex has a serious mental problem!

The thing is, if the break-up was a good one and you're still friends, by all means, keep in touch. I don't mind. But if the break-up was bad and the ex still wants to be a busybody about your life, if I were you, I'd count msyelf lucky because I got away before the mental problem became psychopathic or homocidal.

It is sad that there are some mental cases out there who want to have relationships. Those are the type that scar people and make people wary of good relationships. Or they could help create more mental cases themselves.

Whether your parents are somebody or nobody in society, it doesn't give anyone the right to decide what or who is right or wrong for anyone.

Along those lines, someone needs to tell them to mind their own bloody business and get their own lives before they dry up and shrivel up and nobody wants them anymore even if they were the last person on earth and the world is depending on them to create more humans to populate the earth!

"Start practising courtesy, you’ll find it pays instant dividends – gives you ease and poise, prevents friction with others, speeds action towards your goals and makes you FEEL GOOD!"

from A Winning Attitude book.

I'm feeling a wee bit upset now.

I just read the news that the original Miss Moneypenny is no more. Lois Maxwell passed away on 29th September in Australia.

Everytime I think of Miss Moneypenny, I think of her. I can't even get a mental image of the other Misses Moneypenny.