princepessa..

my princepessa is all grown-up now

and the other day, when i went out for din-dins at muhibbah with her royal highness, her bonda, rashard and bibs, she called me...

kak ija..

hehe..i think don nearly died of a heart attack..

love her to bits...

heres to u princepessa!

am depressed..

I've been missing from the blogging world for quite a bit, but I thought I'd take some time to share this information with all of you..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_f0QTIsasw&eurl

http://anaksihamid.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-cikgus-note-books-to-ignoramuses.html

*sad sigh*

**thanks to rocky and also kl confidential for the links

around roma in 42 hours

I went to Rome for a short weekend holiday. Ok, I don't think I can call it a holiday cos my legs are still aching from all the walking Farah and I did over the course of three days.

I have never ever, walked so much in my whole entire life.

But I owe Farah a huge gigantic thank you for being such a great travel buddy. If it wasn't for her, I would have never even gone anywhere, as I am -

a) completely idiotic when it comes to directions, even if you stick a map to my head or tattoo it on my body, for that matter

and b) just simple plain hopeless with getting things done on a holiday. I completely switch to 'too-lazy-to-even-pick-up-a-piece-of-toast' mode.

Heh.

But I couldn't do that on this holiday, cos I was the smart one who chose Rome over Barcelona. It was my dream to go back to the place where my parents brought me when I was only knee high. There's a snapshot stored in my mind of a very hot sunny day in beautiful Rome, St Peter's in the background, my parents smiling at my sister and I, whilst we played (read: scared away) the pigeons near the fountains close to the entrance of St Peter's. *click* Very happy times.

So, yeah, Farah was kind of persuaded to go. She's just too kind and polite to say, 'no Cukulut, lets go to Barcelona.'

She did, however, tell me that I should not bring my usual heels for our brief trip. Very wise words which thankfully I listened to, cos we were close to fainting by the time we finished our 14-hour trek around Rome on Saturday.

From the moment we arrived (a delayed flight, wrong bus stop PLUS some rain - puhlease don't ask me to elaborate) to the FULL day of walking on Saturday and nearly missing our flight back to London on Sunday, I enjoyed every second and step of our very hectic yet fruitful trip.

So my dear friends, I'll spare all of you my crazy ramblings and allow the pictures to speak for themselves. I bid you Arriverdeci and buona notte as at this moment in time, I can barely piece two sentences together. I honestly think I left my knee caps near the reject marbles found near the old Palatino ruins, my mind along the walls of the Sistine Chapel and my heart atop St Peter's Basilica.

*sigh*

Ciao...

* arissa iman *

I would like to welcome lil Arissa Iman...we'll spoil you rotten and that's a promise!

Congrats Farrah Naz and Zaidi.


Welcome my lil currypuff!