Still in pieces

This is the current progress. A lot of things need to be cut, wrapped, written, stamped, and many others need to be ... done!

Ribbons cut into 25cm length, with trimmed edges.

One of my mega projects. Only 1/6 is complete. Wish me luck!

Credits to Yadina & Hubs for bringing these back safe!

These are the favours for my reception. For the akad ceremony, it will be much easier cause there won't be DIY stuffs. Only put everything in the small pouch. :) Will do that once my 700pcs is done!

Ok, back to work!

Ciao.

Pissed.

Today, some people really managed to push my RED button.

It started since yesterday, when Niwa told me her e-mail to me was bounced back and ask if my e-mail address written on my namecard was correct. After giving her a lesson to send out successful e-mails, we managed to communicate smoothly. Being a person who likes to express my anger in the most kindest words, I think I did well, as always. Especially to a young lass who just cannot admit her mistakes, I just go with the flow, hoping that she'll learn in the process.

And after a few attempts of calling Su from D'Renjis (because she promised to return my call which she didn't even after 3 days), she told me the happiest news I could ever imagine. Just to let you know that I last visited the boutique in May, and the tailor said I could come for fitting in June. But I decided to call them up 3 days ago, why? Because I'm a super-bionic-wonderfully patient customer. So I can tolerate with some overdued deadlines. As long as those people know what they are doing. And Su just spilled out to me that, guess what, "baju tu tak jahit lagi lah".

*Smile*

"HUH? tak jahit lagi?"

"Hak ah. Semalam K.Ani kata tak jahit lagi"

"Habis tu bila saya boleh fitting?"

"Erm, lepas Raya boleh tak?"

*paused for 3 sec*

"Lepas Raya, bila?"

"Erm... 15 hari lepas Raya?" //*my solemnnization is on 14 Syawal 1431H*//

"15 hari lepas Raya??? kak, saya punya wedding 2 minggu lepas Raya, kak. Akak nak saya fitting lepas kawen ke?"

"Err, tak. Erm, 15 hari sebelum raya, eh 15 hari puasa boleh tak?"

"Berapa haribulan tu?"

"Erm, dalam 25?"

"25 August?"

"Hak ah."

"Ok."

I am a simple person, you know. You just give me a reasonable timeline, and perform. And I'll be the happiest person alive. But if you give me craps, you'll definitely get shit from me.

Checkpoint.

About 2 months to go.

But why do I not feel it coming?

I tell you why.

1. Niwa from SACC Convec has not get back to me since our previous meet up. - Can you imagine? She was supposed to update me of the seating layout/PA system/finalized menu/etc. Ok, she did call me up few days after our last meet up to confirm that we could not pay the parking fee in advanced for the guests as it is beyond her authority. And that was it.
2. Neither Su nor Kak Ani called me up to update about my outfit. And I have yet to confirm my dais decor. - I'm definitely giving them a call tomorrow and hope that they did not miss my dress sketch under that pile of papers I saw in April.
3. I am still undecided on what to wear on the 1st day. - Alter or brand-new, I'm just not sure.
4. I am still undecided on which hijab to wear on the 1st, 2nd and 3rd day. - Ok, I haven't even bought the material yet. Sue me. Now!
5. Favours - not fully wrapped, yet!

Maybe all of these can go on smoothly once I got my ADS working! Or at least the lab technician do some mercy on me.

You don't have to understand that last statement. I was just mumbling. So much for the updates.

*uhuk uhuk*

Clock-ticking. And then it halts.

Just when you thought everything went on great, think again. I think most of the young couples getting married are so eager to get married, having fun for the preparations and buying stuffs, but ignored the fact that they are (or will be) mentally-challenged in all sorts of way. I kid you not. Getting married is indeed a new big step in your life. Yes, it's NEW and BIG. You can never imagine what your life would become after that 'SAH' is ... ~sah! I now think I understand why there were tears in brides and brides mothers' eyes soon as the procedure is done. For the brides : No more compromising for us. Your husband will be the final NO or YES in all decisions. For their mothers : It's because they have been through all those. So, that's why. Of course, there are a lot of disagreement and discussion being done before entering that different life, but your partner would usually comfort you with "Don't worry, babe. I'll be by your side and we'll go through this together". Pray harder. Maybe your partner will actually do as he/she says.

Why am I blasting all these? Because obviously I am experiencing the peak of madness+insanity in my life as a B2B. I cannot understand how a man could be more mature than us but acts as a 5-year-old kid when it's coming to arguing over an ice-cream. Some people have told me that the person's name resembles their character. For example, Aishah means Lively, and Jamilah means Beautiful. Well, I believe so. Because apparently what we speak out everyday is a du'a. So if we were to call Jamilah (beautiful) by her name (not shortforms like Jam, Milah, Jamey), I truly believe that she will turn out to be a 'beautiful' lady throughout her life, be it physically or by her characteristic. Very unfortunate for me, neither of our names (my partner & I) spell 'PATIENCE'. For those of you who are named 'Sabri' / 'Sabariah'. Alhamdulillah. Good for you and the other half.

Of course everyone's life is kinda hectic at the moment. You wish to have someone by your side to really share it with and laugh about all the stupid moves you've been doing for the past few weeks. But sometimes we have to realize, we are living in the real world. Not everyone is thinking the same as you do. No one could actually understand how it feels like being in your shoe. Yeah, who can? When there are times even YOU, yourself cannot interpret what's been going on in your own life?

Heh.

So yesterday was another progress of my preparation for my reception. But, I just do not feel like writing it down here. Simply because I do not know if it's even necessary to shout out publicly about it, when the person who I supposed-to share it with, doesn't even care or bother. Maybe I am going into that new life, alone. With an invisible man next to me. Don't get me wrong, he is there. Just that he's not really.

And you must be freaking happy right now because all your plans seem to work fine. Good for you!

p/s : this is labeled under 'Procedure'.