My final 30 days.....

T-27 Days

2005-11-06T23:39:00.000-08:00

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice
I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
What you and I spoke of
Others only dream of the love that I love

See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
You and I both loved what you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see now
Well I'm already finally out of
And it's okay if you have go away
Just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear it ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside have finally found you someone else
And that's okay cause
I'll remember everything you sang

You and I both loved what you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see now
Well I'm already finally out of words.

Time just stops when I listen to this song. Expresses exactly what I feel for her....
Haiz.......

T-28 Days

2005-11-05T20:28:00.000-08:00

Her family came for Hari Raya visiting today.
What timing.
They called at ard 8:45am, my dad left to buy some drinks and groceries at 8:50am and they popped up at 9:00am. Hilarious.
But I'm glad they came over. My mum is close with her mum. I hope and pray the two in-laws can steamroll over any problems and conflicts together in the future.
The usual jokes were had, news traded and marriage preparations revised. Just realized I haven't booked a bus yet for our ROMM at her house. And I realized also told my relatives the bus is leaving at 11am, instead of the actual 10:15am. Yeah, by the time we get there, the tok kadi's gonna sing Avril's Goodbye, My Friend to me and my ilk.
This time my wakil better be on time and not get lost like during my engagement. Probably gotta make him stay overnight at my house the day before this time.

2005-11-05T08:56:00.000-08:00

Finally, some pics of her shoes.
For a guy who has an indifferent view of shoes, these are just beauts. Somehow they befit her. Custom-made by a shop in Tanjong Katong Complex called Maniq at the 3rd floor. Owner is one really friendly and humble dude. Great stuffs, I'd say. Recommended shop. Give it a try if your girl is into these stuffs.
Too bad the shop next to it screwed up on our clothes.
Sigh. The clothes are under Maniq but they sub-contract out to the shop next door as the owner hopes to use a shop to do the tailoring. Shops are supposed to be more reliable.
Yeah. Not all shops.
But its not the dude's fault. He got her shoes and handbag set in record time. So its more of a sense of responsibility.
Well, what's done is done. I need to find a tailor to do up our clothes by 3 weeks time.

T-29 Days

2005-11-04T09:42:00.000-08:00

Woke in the morning with a sick stomach and a blocked nose.
Typical.
Today is the 2nd day of Aidilfitri. Means more relatives-visiting since I'm working the night shift. My fiance's having the day off too. Means she's out visiting too. Probably out since 8 morning.
Thought of a few things for our wedding. The wedding costume we were supposed to send to each other as gifts are now a disaster. Stupid seamstress (yes, I dare say stupid) kept assuring us it will be ready and even told us it was ready and awaiting delivery. Turns out they haven't even open the packaging of the folded cloth. %^&%*#$@#!!! Now with 29 days left, I have to find a new seamstress. Sigh

T-30 days

2005-11-03T22:30:00.000-08:00

So I was on my bike, riding out when it hit me. Today's the 3rd of November. Other than being Aidilfitri ( a rather important date for Moslems like me), its exactly 30 days before my wedding.
Ah, my wedding.
When I met my fiance and realizing she was the one for me (such a cliche, yes, I know), I've always imagined getting married young, as in 20 yrs old young. The excitement, the anticipation.
And now, the dread?
Now that it has happened, or rather, is happening, the feeling is not what I expected. No difference from having been told you have terminal cancer and knowing you have 30 days left to live. Not that I'm dreading her or her family or anything. In fact, I can't be anymore thankful that I've met such a nice girl with such a great family that is willing to compromise on a lot of things to make sure the both of us are happy.
Nope, the feeling is personal.
Its more of the feeling of regret that you never got around to do all the wild things that can only be done when you're single. The feeling of sadness knowing that half of your bachelor "traits" (messy room, hanging underwears on the door-knobs, etc) will all be gone. The feeling of uncertainty of not knowing what lies next.
So as I rode on today, I decided to do a blog. A place for me to vent my thoughts and feelings and immortalize it. A place I can share my experiences so others who are or will be in my shoes can find solace that they're not alone.
So, what the heck? I've always wanted to start a blog. I can never work without a deadline.
I dun think there is any more pressing deadline than the final 30 days of singlehood......