Plans, or the lack thereof

I'd like to have massive updates on plans for the big day but I sadly disapoint. I'd never thought finding an available venue on a specific date nine months before the date could be so much trouble. Seriously, whenever people talked about booking venues a year in advance i'd scoff silently at how 'kiasu' it was. I take back all the scoffs and all the moments of sceptism. If that's not hard enough, it's friggin' difficult balancing a budget for two ceremonies, and trying to host both in a classy but not too grand and flashy way, to still keep within a guest cap and have all the important folks around and serve good food, and most importantly, enough left over to cover the corkage. And to maybe, just maybe buy the boy and I a nice set of rings and myself (ahem) a beautiful dress.

Enough cribbing, note to self, the next time I write about the plans it shall be on a cheery note.

I've got myself on another plan, a plan to drop a few pounds before i head to Korea in a couple of weeks. Because, knowing the company I will be keeping when I am in Seoul, there will be a lot of drinking and rice, and drinking involved. Did I mention drinking? So this is an effort to consiously loose weight, so i can consiously put it back on. I've gone to the gym 11 times since the start of September, thats an average of once every..two and a half days? I could be wrong because my mental maths suck, but thats sounding awfully nice isn't it. And with that, I eat rice once a week (and when I get that once a week I eat rice like I have not had rice before!!) and I've...I've not had a beer in 40 days! I wish i'd have dropped a couple of sizes by now, but I feel better, not so bloated all the time. And I can run 10 minutes longer of what I used to be able to. If i can keep this up even after i return from Korea till the big day, maybe I can not look so huge next to Aji! Yay!

The biggest dilemma (the one that plagues my thoughts every night before i sleep) is when to move to Singapore. Should i just quit at the end of the year and head down south, and then find a job (this option would mean i get to crash the Worlds in Bangkok for a couple of days, yay! ) or should i stay in KL until I've secured myself a job in Singapore and then move (which is proving to be hard cause everyone keeps asking me if I'm PR or Singaporean). Going earlier would mean acclimitizing (for the lack of a better word) to staying with Aji on a non long distance basis, going later would mean having more time with my parents and friends here before i leave them all and go far far away...

I don't want to make big girl decisions...

There it was..

...shining away under the morning sun in all its glory.

As i looked up at the beautiful sunshine rays going through the glass doors, like a Disney cartoon beginning, having my coffee and going about my early morning routine, my collegue reaches over and plucks out..

my first white hair..

..and i'm devastated!

My idea of people who have greying hair are those above the ages of 40 or those suffering from extreme amounts of stress. Yes some people like Taylor Hicks grey really young, but I have no singing talent so my hair changing color now isnt about to bring me anything but possibly, more bills on hair care. I remember as kids, we used to pluck my mom's grey hair for 5 sen a piece, and she was way past her 40s then! Geez

I never thought something a tiny as this would actually upset me, but it has, tremendously. I need a drink.

p/s a big thank you to all you nice folks who left comments, send text messages, emailed and called after the last post. I heart you guys too!