Plain White Shirt.

This month, i thought that it would be a good idea to get myself a few white shirts for my work attire. I have a few whites in my wordrobe that are becoming to have this thousands of crumple that would not disspear even after i iron with full heat and steam, and that spray sold at the supermarket (whatever it is called). So you know it's time for them to go and get a new one. A crumple white shirt is never flattering.

Ironically i realise that it became such a tough task. From one malls to another, from the same brands to my personal favourite tag, i can't find any to buy. I wasn't searching for something different. I just want a white shirt. i swear they all looked the same, i don't know why it was so hard to me to find one! Maybe i was searching for the right fabric with a reasonable price.hah! It was shocking to see some retail shop that sell those plain white shirts at a very costy price. It didn't look like it has touch of fashion into it. Fabric was okay. It must be the brands. jeez.. I wont pay a few hundreds for a piece of white shirts!

I wonder why those clothes sold online are cheap and looks really nice.

Like these..

Only RM23. If i saw this on the rack i would have bought it without even trying it on.

very stylist.

Anyways, from Alamanda to One Utama, i finally rest my case at the Gardens. There is this outlet called Communique  and Cultivation in Isetan that sells variety of shirts for work. I tried a few and of course when it comes to the one i want, my size was sold out (of course!). But i still bought one, a size bigger than my usually size because i'm tired of searching for a freaking white shirt. I must come home with at least a piece!

This is what a perfect white shirt should look ; Plain. Clean. and CRUMPLE FREE.

So my task is done!

Next, searching for a new car.

Moments

I probably shouldn't say this. But at times i get so scared. To think about the previous the relationship we shared. It was awesome, but we lost it. It's not possible for me, not to care.

It is not your birthday, neither mine as well. But lately, this recent week, i've been missing you. I'm sure it's nothing. It is just that moment that passes us by.

It's still sad to think this this how it ended. Being  a complete strangers.

I'd be lying if i say i didnt care about you.

p/s what i hate most about you is that you made me love you.

Traveller

"ilyana, you look like a traveller"

Those words lingers in my mind. It was said to me by someone whom i meet for my official work task in Labuan. I do enjoy travelling, but i didn't think it would resemble in my appearence.

Well, i've been really busy this week. So many work to get done. I've been running here and there and everywhere. Just as i plan to get some more work done during weekends, i was informed to attend a workshop at Nilai Spring Resort and Golf Club. The workshop was legal-less, but nevertheless required our attendance. My body was screaming in exhaustion and my mind was fighting to stay focus. And my PMS was due, so that contributed to my tiredness. The workshop started on friday night and ended on Sunday noon. Bye Bye Weekends!! Then, right after the workshop ended, i had to rush back home and pack again for Kota Bharu. I feel like a chipsmore. Only in my situation, it's like now i'm here, then i'm not (elsewhere).

I was literally alone in KB. I knew noone from  Kelantan. I dont think i have a friend there too. Emmm..Not too sure, but i dont think so. I didnt even book any hotel. Just went there and asked the taxi driver to drove me to this hotel. But then the taxi driver said he knew a better hotel. So i asked him to bring me there and it looks okay, so i stayed at Habib Hotel KB. Actually, it is not bad at all. The room was very classy and comfortable. The hotel staff was really nice too. I ordered dinner to my room and they gave me free juice! They also said i could use the hotel car if i wanted to go anywhere. I'm like, woo..this looks a little too much!

That night, i realise i wasn't alone in KB! My friend Syeela was also there but she stayed at a different hotel. I meet her in the morning, that was sweet. And since i finished early and her's was dragged to noon, she stopped by at my hotel at lunch. Before that, i wondered around KB town. I went to the famous pasar Che Siti Khadijah. Obviously people there knows im an outsider because everyone was starring at me! I felt awkward, so i just stopped at a few stalls to buy some local delicacies. So when people say Pasar Che Siti Khadijah, i can say Yes I've been there! Then, i had lunch at McD and stayed in my hotel while waiting for my the taxi to once again drove me to the airport.

"Wondering around KB town-alone. Eating at McD-alone. WTH, i'm having a great time!"



Then, as i arrive at Putrajaya, i had to make a quick stop to the office. Then i had dinner with a dear friend, Hanna. (sorry Hanna, i just like to put doube n in you name.hehe).

Now, i finally home! I miss my uncompleted safari theme bedroom! So there you have it, this week i really feel like a traveller. Traveller on duty. It's not as fun as traveller for leisure. But i don't mind. I'm not really the stay home person.

p/s airport reminds me of the excitement on travelling. i can't wait for my next trip due...end of the year????im going to die waiting!

New Season!

Crazy Hectic Workloads Season Begins Now! 

With that said, seriously damn tired to write about it. Today flew by in a breeze. Had to wake up early to rush to court, afidavits, contracts satu rak, etc work, stay late at the office, work preasure which need no elaboration, then i had to say goodbye to my weekends to attend a workshop.

Tired.

Later!

p/s : Kids, do not be a lawyer. Unless you dream to not have a life.

Shrek goes Quak!

I just serviced my little Shrek. I replaced all four tyres with new ones and replaced the break pad because i realize it made a sound everytime i hit the break. Everything boils down to RM814++.

Few days before that, i bought a robe cost RM385.

Oh man!

And few days after that service, i kindda had an emergency break. It was kind of bad because it went "Eeeeeerrrrrrkkkkkkkkkk". After that incident, one in while shrek makes this squaking sound evertime i hit the breaks. I wonder if the break pad is damaged. Im not worried if it's just the break pad, because it only cost around RM56 for new ones. But i fear if something else is wrong. The squeking sound is weird. Worrying.

I'll have to send it to service center again to see whats wrong.

Do i hear another KACHING!

ps need to drive slower in the future!

Sad

Today i bought this:-

Not exactly like the ones above, but similar. I've always wanted to buy one of them to hang my earings. They look pretty right? So i figure it would look nice as deco to my room too. I bought one in IOI this evening, they are cheap and pretty too. Those in the picture above are sold at midvalley. They are a bit expensive but of course, they have more selection there. Before that, i saw them at Forver 21 too, quite cheap but i dont like the design.

Anyways, I bought mine in IOI and after that i went to Shah Alam. I only realise i left the item in the trolley at IOI. Too sad. They only have one of the design i bought. Mine was the last one. The rest are not pretty at all. Very sad.

I am sad sad sad. I was out of mood the whole time in the car in Shah Alam. I really like them!!

I think to cure this sadness, i will go to mid valley tomorrow and buy the ones like in the picture!

Again, still sad!

The moment i realise i have lost the item, it ruin my whole day.

p/s I will never go to IOI again!

I wish.....

Right now, i wished i am not a lawyer.

Right now, i wished i am working at some kind of fancy magazine writing articles on the importance of diet, beauty, excercise, break ups and make up, 101 places you should go before you die...,anything that does not involve national security or in the name of justice.

Because it is not easy. So fine, you feel really good and empowered when you win a case or involved in the making of justice or putting criminals to jails. You feel wow. I'm good! Finally done something for the country. WHATEVER.

That is not always the case. It's not always bed and roses. And when it is not, it gets real bad. When i say real bad, i mean you could prejudise a lot of thing. You'll have sleepeless night thinking what national security and interest is it now! Am i really that important???!!


Singing off..

p/s People in the legal world are very unforgiving. I've come to terms with it and live with it, still, learning.

BIG MOUTH

Pamela Anderson has a big mouth, not flatering at all. Eww, let's not go to the over growth boops. On the other hand, Angelina Jolie has a big mouth, lucious and delicious. = )

I don't have a big mouth, physically. I think i have small thin dried lips. Yet, cute. Hahaha!

My point is, i have the tendency to say things and spill out facts i am not suppose to. 

It must be due to my easy breezy personality. I just get along well with people. I have low percent an annoyance, minus during my PMS period. All this doesnt not always work to my advantage because when people tend to get over excited and over talkative with me, i get along with the groove, and then, wala! I spill out everything!

This doesn't mean i'm not a secret keeper. Its more like, i say whatever crosses my mind. Directly. Subtly is not something i am good at.

Need to work on that magic moment for magical moment incident.


I never learn.

Confession Two

Confession.


I am soon to be 1/4 of a decade years old.


I am a law graduate with a professional career.


But, i still have curfew.


And, i am terrified of my dad.


In general, SOP of my curfew goes somewhat like this..

- You can't be possibly be gone for one whole day. [Basically if you're out in the morning, you'd better be home by evening, and by evening i mean before 7 (before maghrib). Because my dad calculates your activity, like eating requires maybe 40 minutes, window shopping maybe an hour, according to his amount of time on certain activity. So he doesnt get eating plus chit chatting plus gossiping plus catching up that sometimes tantamounts to 2 hours. Windows shopping that requires visit to every possible outlets which takes hours and sometimes still end with nothing. Lunch plus teatime period. Not to mention movie. So NO, you can't be gone the whole day. It is not possible.

- Out at night is not an option. Night time for him is the time where you HAVE to be inside the house. Doesn't matter whether you are going somewhere near like 5 minutes away from house or just out to the mamaks, unless you have a VALID LOGIC REASONABLE reason why out of the 48 hours during the day, you have to choose night.

 

In my case, there's no prince charming...

If you choose to not abide by these rules, prepare to have at least an hour of pep talk on the danger of this and that when you come back and/ or a warning the next time you go out. Oh ya, before that happens, also prepare to recieve constant messages and calls from him.  

Occasionally, i live by these rules. Seriously kdg2 malu juga dgn kawan2 bila diorg tanya yana ko kena balik kol bapa? What am i suppose to say? i have curfew?? To some of my friends that understands slash already know my situation,..it's fine. Cuma kdg2 rasa mcm masih kiddo. = P 


Well, today, i went out late with a friend to kl, drove out of Putrajaya around 3.30 pm and so what do you expect, right? arrive home before 10 pm. Techinically, i broke all those rules. I did get the messages and text which goes like this "Bila nak balik?". But surprisingly today, i did not get scolded or investigated with questions when i got home. HAHA. Fuh! Tak sia2 pecut 120km+ nk sampai rumah cepat.


Well there...isn't this the best first day already?


Plus someone blogged about me today. I'm blushed. Thanks.