the weekend came and went. met up with my girly pals, its liberating to be in the company of close pals and be able to bitch n gossip and share girly thoughts with. thank god for girliness..


(yana, mona, nurrul)

watched 'batman begins'.... verdict: so so lah... it wasnt memorable or anything. gotham city didnt look as depressing and dark as i wanted it to be, and the batman (dunno the actor's name, cant be bothered to find out), i thought, looked too... i dunno, 'harmless?'. forgettable. wat really couldnt stand was how batman's voice suddenly turned too husky when he donned his batsuit, but loses its huskiness otherwise. (??!!) i must have been pretty bored watching the movie cos my mind was conjuring up images of actors i thought were yummy throughout: here's wat i came up with.. in order of preference:

for the uninitiated: jude law (yummilious chiselled features, credible acting, sexy accent) , liam neeson (sexy accent, and he's got the you-just-gotta-trust-me look), richard gere (he's getting too old for my liking tho) and brad pitt (ONLY in troy cos he showed off his pert butt, otherwise too boyish, not my taste)..

and while i'm at it:

mmmmmmmmm....... (steve tyler of aerosmith, james hetfield of metallica, slash of slash's snakepit n axl rose of i-dunno-where-it-went-to gnr) by now, u should roughly get the idea wat kinda men i'm into..
enough of drooling already..
on a different note altogether, i have a confession to make.

I AM SHALLOW.

where did that come from? well, he started off expecting me to keep in shape after marriage and (get this) pregnancy! i mean (!?!) wat, u guys think its so easy is it? try stuffing your face for 9 months, feeding 2 people, and then going back to your original figure. whoah, not easy ok? not easy... i tried for 3 years convincing him to change his mind, not successful.

in exasperation,

i went: well, if u expect me to stay in shape, i would demand u do the same.
(i wanted him to see my point and retaliate against my shallowness)

in reply,

he said:ok
(gee, my method didnt work)

but i've always secretly known that i'd like it better if my guy keeps fit and stay in shape *mmmm.. for as long as possible, as opposed to couch-potatoing and bingeing and losing his stamina n not giving a hoot bout how his body's turning out. i've always known i enjoy a broad sturdy chest and lean arms to run to and cuddle me in. i've always known i'd want my guy to look like he can defend n protect me n not the other way around.

and so: i m shallow.

i guess he sums it up pretty accurately when he said something along the lines of : ' i dun expect u to look like wendy jacob or nadya huta.. after pregnancy. i just want to see some effort in trying to keep in shape. and some effort goes a long way rather than not doing anything bout it at all'. secretly, i know he's right. its kinda hard to argue when people are reasonable, u know. unless i'm being unreasonable, which i'm not. and its kinda hard to argue when i secretly agree with him. yes, the same applies to my expectation of him.
at the end of the day, in the long run: i want to age gracefully with my partner, and i want to be able to enjoy BEING ABLE TO do the things that i like with him and i want us both to stay healthy so we can grow old together. and of cos, dishiness is ALWAYS welcome. God willing..

oh! n guess wat my mummy saved from her retro collection.. she was rumbling through her stuff when she found this!



original 1960's vintage ok? nice right? still in good condition. i like.. wait till i find the right outfit to carry it with... lalalala..

man, i regretted asking her to dump some of her vintage stuff years ago (i didn know it'd make a comeback). thank goodness i still have some of her kebayas and clothes from that era, (see: saloma's outfit).. nice nice... i like.... lalalalala...