:: the part-time socialite ::

Dad got me to drive to town to pick the brother up from work.
The family then headed for supper; mum being the 'home-home' type was quite restless when the three of us were still sipping our teh-tariks even when it was already midnight.
Dad finally took over the driver's seat and as the four of us chatted in the car, I realized how much I needed the 'family-break' after fulfilling my social obligations these past few days.

Dinner & Dance on Friday.
The man said I've been slouching.
Lazy spine, I have.



Covered 'The Islamic book fair launch' event at Wisma Indah on Saturday.
Friends, do head down to Wisma Indah for good reads on Islam.
I just got myself M. Fethullah Gulen's 'Toward a global civilization of love & tolerance'.
I think our generation has a little difficulty embracing our own religion for we've been wired to believe that everything we do has its route to either hell or heaven.
But from another light, religion is knowledge itself. And there is so much to learn - how our religion views the ideal human, sufism & metaphysics, human rights, education, love & mercy, forgiveness & tolerance from global perspectives.



Mary ended her single-hood today.
The wedding could not get any greener.
From her gown to the cupcakes to the dais to the decoration.
Lucky you didn't order vegetarian!
The whole gang was there.
And since Fard was Mary's personal assistant, she was busy running around.
So me and the two mak buyungs (Read: pregnant) cam whored, screamed along with the makcik's at the karaoke whose voice nearly caused my eardrums to burst.



I am a tired but happy girl. :)