My nights at the studio

What do i do during my free time when i accompany my hubby to the studio you may ask.. Well, time is of the essence and no free time should go to waste. Therefore, here i am doing my assignments and homework (sometime to 4 -5 hours) waiting for hubby to practise with the guys.

Hei, I get to spend time with hubby and do my work at the same time. Baru multitasking... ehehehe

Here we have hubby (in his quarter pants) on his guitar. I think they were playing a Joss Stone number here.

And here is my laptop. Thats my pensilcase on the right, pieces of paper are my work assignments that i had to do that nite.

A watchful view (hahahha..yea..yea i know) while im doing my work.. clever no?

A bird's view ( more like cicak view lah) of my little work station in the studio.

Usually, when im doing my work i had Ham's buddies coming up to me asking what im working on. Mind you, they always see me doing my work so i guess they had to ask. I find it flatering though. I get pats on the back for actually managing my work while menahan the loud studio music. I guess that its my determination to get my HND keeps me going. Nothing can stop me once i put my heart in this.

I believe it goes the same for everyone as well. If at this very moment you think you can do something like im doing, then do it. There is no reason to why you cant.

Challenges, difficulties, tiredness, commitments bla bla bla.. they do come with the package but trust me, once you put your heart to it... you cant stop..

Good luck!

Bee-Outch..

Rain..rain Go AWAY!

This is an old post but i hadnt got the time to put this up pasal i had problems with my memory card reader..ehehehehe jangan mareeee..

FLOOD! FLOOD!

It rained so heavily that it basically flooded everywhere! ( well, i knew it flooded everywhere pasal kalau sini at NIA sudah already very-the-tinggi, apa lagi tempat lain? hehehehe) I had to skip class that day. There is no way i want to drive my galant in that height of water!

This is not aing ujan only.. this is aing ujan + longkang water..

Its coming in from where im taking this pic.. And its only 9am that day. Mind you, it did rained the whole day so you figure out the math!

Taken from Peaches car which was a Hyundai Tucson.. Look at the level from my angle!!

Thats Kak Farid infront of us... Zoom ia brabiss yooooo... hahahhahaha

This is me and peaches heading to Seria town for lunch... sorry..We wouldnt forgive ourselves if our pretty shoes got all wet..

Bee -Outch

We've kissed and made up...

*sigh*

Sometimes, i can really go over the borderline with petty things. As you all know, from my last post, I had seemed pretty upset with how my last weekend went. Hubby and I had a big arguement yesterday on the subject and i tortured him by making him drive me to bandar for my class last night. And thank god I did just that!

It was raining so heavily plus i had the biggest headache in history! I imagined that i wouldnt be able to make it to Bandar if i was alone yesterday! We reached the college at 5pm , i was still upset and refused to eat ( menyamal konon...) , I got out from the car and just told him to pick me up at 7.30 without salam-ing ( padahal the classes was suppposed to finish at 9.15).

As I packed my notes after the 1st class, the rain then started to pour heavily just when i wanted to leave!

Sekaliiiiiiiiiiii kaaaaaaannnn......

I saw hubby waiting for me at the college hall with an umbrella.. ( Terus i want to menangis!! )

Silently, we hold each other tight as he walked with me through the rain, holding an umbrella above me and got in the car.

" Makan?" in his marah voice...

" Uh-huh" maluuuu ku sudah yoooo...

"Makan mana?" his voive toned down sikit..

" Mana saja lah " me said as he rubbed my tummy ...

long silence..

" me sorry sayaaaaang.....*sniff*sniff*" i said with tears in my eyes ( tapi control dang...jangan labih2)

" Me too".... *smooch*smooch*

We had a lovely dinner, a very dangerous ride back home to kb as it was raining heavily as well. thank god hubby was there for me..

and then we reached home, showered and made #$%^& love! huahahhahahahaha

I love my sayang vewyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy much & i know he loves me just the same ...

Bee-Outch

The real me..

I just found out that I have powers. I think I will call them Wifely Powers. These powers however still needs to get a bit of getting use to.

How did you find out about them?

It was a Saturday and I woke up late. Mum screaming down the hall telling we that we would be late to do her transactions at the bank and government office.( For god sake, its Saturday and im supposed to rest!) I think this is how the whole series of events started.

Breakfast at our normal coffee shop didn’t started out well as I expected either. My favourite Maggi Asam Kolo was undercooked and when we send it back to the chef, he basically just steamed back the noodles and add some extra seasoning and that was that. Now my noodles become lifeless and limp and soggy.

After we manage to settle everything at the bank and at the government office, it was already lunch time and since we were out, we might as well eat outside again.. So we did and choosed ( well, it was me who came up with the idea in the first place, thinking I could get a piece of mind to eating good food) and so we head for a very popular local restaurant. Boy, was I wrong going there in the state that I was in.

( History – there is a quite pretty waitress working there and they come in little tight cheongsams. I had noticed that a certain times, she would always attend to our table despite there were other tables to attend to. And I couldn’t help noticing that she would come in between where hubby and myself would sit. To makes things worse, I caught hubby soemtimes looked at her direction.*Heartbreak*)

Back to lunch. There was a table of ok-looking group of men one one table, and a hugeeeee family on ther other side. The slut end up ONLY serving the group of men. I cant help but my assumptions of her being a slut was right.

But…. It only be more unfair if I stopped bringing my husband there and I have to say, they do serve good food. So, I decided to come of strategies. If we were to go to that restaurant again, I would let my husband take his sit first. This way, I would know if he wanted to lay his eyes on the slut. If that happens, I would;

Throw anything within distance at his face
Throw a fit in front of everyone
Spit at the slut and him
Hire a group of men and (^&*^&* her , pictures taken and sell to the world
Hire a group of men and *(^#*%@#% my husband

or

Stay calm, eat quietly, go home, pack my things and leave him with the reason that no woman should stay with any man that is inconsiderate towards his wife. I DESERVE to be treated better.

And he sits away from his pretty usual view, he would be awarded nicely. No questions asked.

Where, were we? Right after lunch, we head off back home and I cant help but have a splitting headache. All I wanted to do was sleep. So I distracted my self by getting some stuff to cook for dinner.

Thank god for my girlfriends, I wouldn’t know what I would do about them. They manage to come around and got me laughing with the funny stories and jokes of the century just to make me forget about the crappy day I had. Hubby was supposed to come back from work but instead he was required for assistance to maintain some sound system arrangements with his studio mates for a private company dinner. And when he wasn’t home, I kind of had a picture in my head that some girl would brag about getting her picture with some dude or getting his phone number that night. I shook the feeling off. I was not going to spoil my day even further.

The girls finally went home and so I got ready for bed. I snuggled next to him and asked

“ How was your day?”
“ It was tiring..”
“ Anyone kacau my baby?”

Silence….. for about mins or so..

“ there were these 2 girls who approached me …. “

Need I say more? Sickly, I smiled as I knew what I had felt was right. I mean, I have never (and God forbid anytime in the future that I would!) do anything that crosses the line of my duties and loyalness as a wife and a lover. I have worked my ass off to try to be beautiful ( not that he has ever said I was …like not even once), be faithfull, supportive and etc like any wife would do. There was NO WAY in time, can man hide anything from their wives. Ingat, Tuhan itu maha adil. Dia akan mennunjuk kejahatan/kesalahan kamu.

We continued on with our conversations and I do appreciate that he has always been honest with me. I can only appreciate that he does something about his so called “habit” – he claims it that way. My tolerance level is diminishing and god knows how much I can hold on.

To my married girlfrends, and has gone through similar situations as I have, believe that you will gain the Wifely powers sooner then you think and how effective it can be.

Good Luck.

P/s - If all doesn’t work out, my mum told me to move on, be happier with other plp or things in life and just get maintenance fee and custody of the children. Me likey.