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Sunday, May 25, 2008

A man who sells it doesn't want it.

A man who bought it doesn't need it

A man who got it doesn't know it.



What is it?



Saw it on Kids Central today. Haa haa bet loads of young midgets realised this clue about 5 seconds after reading the question whilst I stared and thought for ages and ages till the freakishly long advertisement ended and the answer popped on the screen. Dammit. I should have known it was _________. Haha, did you think I'd give you the answer. Rileks sua.


I think loads of people know that I'm officially ROMM by now. Been getting bitter friendster messages and smses asking for explanations why they weren't invited. I loike. Better than what I've been hearing behind my lil backie wackie.


No you won't see a mini Siti NorFaizal anytime soon this year or next. If you know me better, you wouldn't assume so cause you know how 'square' I actually am and how I hold on to my values on sex and religion. If you don't believe me then well that's just too bad isn't it? I am answerable to Allah I have personal reasons doing it and though I throughly apologise that my humble home is unable to accomodate the throngs of you I would like to invite, it's after all just a nikah. As I've told my dad, all i need on that day is just me, Faizal, our dads, my witness and the kadi. The sanding will be held in the future so your invitation card will be arriving some way some how when the day arrives.

I still believe that despite all the distance put between us throughout the years, there's still some form of friendship that can be salvaged and I do want you on the special day that is to come in the very far future.

Those who want to nikah first, sanding later, do it only if your in between a rock and a hard place. After you nikah, you feel kinda blah 'bout the whole sanding thing cos it ends up being a waste of money. Pretty, granted but once you've been legally and religiously officially married, it becomes all to clear that the whole ceremony is only meant to burn a major hole right through your pockets and the only reason you're going through it is to save face which i don't understand cos my face is pretty much safe without spending so much. Kinda like the whole mak andam crew are the mafia and I'm paying protection money to ensure my face stays intact.

If I had my way, I'll have a beach ceremony involving friends and close family, eating BBQ and chatting 'bout everything under the sun and posing silly for the photographs. At least it'll be fun.