MALAYSIA BOLEH!

is a phrase i learnt from my dad today when we went into malaysia to attend an aunt (she's my dad's batch but her age is just like 8-10 years older than me)'s wedding. it's been donkey years since i've went back to malaysia (at least more than 8 weeks) and i quite love the feel of being back there. except that i wore formal clothes so i felt quite out of place as we walked around and had lunch at a shop in kelapa sawit.

went to the Tesco kulai outlet that i've waited to open with bated breath. i would say even though there's some Tesco stuff that i've seen in london (but no pringles rice crisps! or kettle thai sweet chilli chips!) but the basic Tesco vibe is gone. there's this part where the loudspeakers kept blaring some Tesco promotion thing, and that degrades Tesco to the normal Giant or any other hypermarts in malaysia. i was pretty sceptical when i found out they are building Tesco in kulai. seriously, kulai has enough hypermarts.

the wedding dinner was ok, but it's considered v dull as compared to the one right beside us, who blared karaoke music and the host is like running to and fro the 2 weddings. no wonder she looked so out of place with silver knee-length boots, frilly skirt and top (didnt really see properly). at the other wedding she took off her jacket and totally looked like someone hosting a getai. they are like playing techno music or sth! goodness. food was pretty ok, and at one point of time i entertained myself with my psp that i stashed in my clutch.

i found myself kept looking at the wedding photos slideshow, and i wonder if i would really see myself in that situation (ie i'm the bride and then there will be a slideshow of me and my future husband - whoever that might be - playing somewhere) ten years down the road. i can't visualise at all.

i guess i'm an ironical commitment phobe.

after tonight i'm more convinced, so please just let time go faster.
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