wishlists

*message alert* for cheri :P


1. new CD's j'adore
2. lovely lace's chest box
3.refridgerator ( yes havent got one!)
4.spa visit
5. dark brownish shades ( a morgan will do)
6. white coco chanel 2.55 <--------aim : by 2020 ;-)

MY Best Friends' weddings

alhamdulillah. i have a marvellous time for these past few weeks. I'm happy at work, I'm happy at home. why? for many reasons.well, i have only three oncalls last month. Plus, a more than willing friend will take my call this coming weekend, my two bridesmaids -Miey and Ally- has just got married (attended) and is getting married (will attend) respectively (hihi), meeting fams during eid, pampered meself with a pair of armour plate buckle flats for raya friends coming over for eid, etc etc etc. but most of all, i am very ultimately happy to be at my husband's side again. with him around, everything seems to fall into place as its should. it partially feels like miracle, you know. whatever it is, im just grateful, and cant thank God enough for it.

Miey and Afif, what more can we say . CONGRATULATION!!
I was so touched when I heard the akad. the Tok kadi was the one who was nervous instead of afif who sounded so steady when declaring the akad:P and yes miey, id say this again ; Finally! ;-)
many Tahapian friends turned up at the reception. it quickly became our batch's unofficial mini reunion. the bride and groom were looking very radiant. it was a very harmonious saturday. meeting friends I havent seen for 9 years ( i'm feeling very old:(( ) at my bestfriend's wedding:)
it was rather incredible to find out what each and everyone of us has become, an ADO, daddies, mommies, husband and wives, lecturers, etc and then looked back at what we were 10 years ago. i know i personally have changed a lot since then ; in both priciples and attitude, although it is not something i regret doing. as i age through time and space, I sort of discovered a wider perspective about life. and I'm glad that my husband and I are sharing many similar views .aah.. c'est la vie and jai ho :-)

to all tahapian friends, Hanis just delivered a beautiful 3.1 kg baby girl ( alia aqilah) early morning yesterday via caesarean section in HOSHAS. both baby and mother are well;-)

pmc/dubliner mates, hope to meet you guys at ally's wedding this weekend;-)

orthopaedics

My first impression about this posting was not a good one. i came to a pretty fast conclusion that obs and gynae team was waaaaaaaay better organised than the ortho team. up to today, my impression hasn't changed. i sort of enjoy orthopaedic posting as well, but i realised that i ve lost so many privilleges too, which i enjoyed during my time in O&G.

• first of all, i have no more weekend off.
• secondly, ortho's staff nurses are relatively unreliable in comparison, in almost every way.
• thirdly, housemen have almost always become the team's scapegoats.at least in O&G we have our dear HOD to back us up.but in ortho, even if the downfall is between the specialists to begin with, they will find a way to twist and turn things until they find a houseman to put the blame on, followed by unnecessary punishments and threats; which to me is ridiculous and disgraceful.
• fourth, i hate threats!
• fifth, i dislike nursing ulcers and broken bones.(for my sake, u diabetic people please do not take your feet for granted! start caring for it!!)
  

it's about time they realize the karma in gaining respect. respect is something you earn. u treat others like shit, you'd get the same in return. we might obey whatever you have to say, but God knows what we are bitching about you behind your back.
i know for a fact that surgical posting will be worse. their specialists and senior MOs are literally gangsters.from what i heard there had been a couple or more instances whereby patients got beaten up. and oh, they have a very absurd oncall rules.. stupid really.

fortunately, to topple all these negativity , is the fact that my husband is finally home for good. and i have a handful of nice friends as well ; which is why, i am not too stressed out by all these dramas.

so far, i have quite a peaceful Ramadhan too. alhamdulillah. most of the time i break fast with my grandparent and sis. i have bought my baju raya too ( hohoho). hubby and I will be wearing maroon-ish pair of clothes inshallaah;-) mum n dad will be wearing golden brown perhaps. raya cookies? havent thought of any. will deal with that soon:P

mie and afif is getting married after raya. and i would smile to even the tinge of thought about it, knowing their cute history from the beginning and finally tying the knot inshaallah;-) selamat bersiap, jgn panik2. it will be a blissful day definitely. something you will remember all your life and light you up even when the whole world betrays you. chewah. but really, that's the power of being in love and its celebration. it makes you feel at ease. settled. secured.

i love you. husband. family. and friends.

it's mushy time - no need to read

hmm today, im pretty happy. why? coz hubby has landed home!! though not directly to me.. yet. lookin forward to spend lifetime with you bb. already started decorating chez nous. browsing home necessities around town ( though hasnt really bought them yet:P it'd be more fun to shop together wouldn't it?:P:P)

i am seriously in love with my husband,who was my first and last boyfriend - my bestest friend of friends. a husband for eternity ;X;X

with endless love n hugs n kisses

your now-high-spirited wife;-)

what a pair of twats

a marriage that's built over other's broken marriage.
blissful? hah, dream on gits.
obviously this very fast onset occasion reaffirmed his ex-wife's claim.
i cant believe someone supposedly this religious and well clad could afford to be a plain slut as she proved to be. and the so-called self proclaimed tabligh abandoning his wife for months and you expect she didnt retaliate??? n u dare to say she menderhaka to you while you had your own sweet time having an affair w someone way down below par compared to your exwife (in that matter) without really letting her go or gave a clear cut resolution? what a bastard you are.

i doubt this two would be happy at all. From the beginning it's already faulty. they may try though.

p/s am i the only one who feels nauseated to the max looking at that slut's gleeful face? hah

p/p.s cant wait to have hubby back and adventuring ramadhan together. come back quick hunnie bunnie;-)

jerk n jerkiness

what i feel like doing? singing on top of my lung n dancing in the middle of the road :) call me crazy, but im sure that could release this looong bottled feeling i have inside. only then, i could say.. 'yeeaahh... im feeling good' :)




DANCING in the moonlite sounds nice dontcha think? hahah

ya Rabbi.

love , job, and les ballerines

My Best friend is engaged! too bad i couldn't attend the ceremony as i was away.
congratulation dear! i am sooo happy for the two of you. still waiting for pictures;-) muahxxxx ;X

secondly, i am leaving obstetric and gynaecology department for ( drummmmmm trtrtrtrtriittt) ... ORTHOPAEDICS . the fist remark a colleague made when i told her regarding the news ' wah, jobless lah kau 4 bulan pasni :P ' i sure hope so. but the problem is, i am not really into nursing gross diabetic food and fracture reduction and polytraumatic management. oh well, what the hell, it's ortho baby. enjoy it while it lasts. hohohohoh! i'm gonna miss O&G though. i have sort of built a bond with the team; specialists, mo's, ho's and some nurses. the best HOD ever resides in ONG and im leaving it:( quite emotional about it. huhuh.

i have added a few more stuffs into my collection, and am loving every inch of them!!
welcoming portefeuille Sarah and another (graffiti zucca ) ballerina shoes ! man im deeply into balerina shoes these days.

oh baby, i love you



other ballerines that attract my heart and eyes are chloe's ballerina slippers and LV's ballerina mayfair

awww how cuteee. if only huhuh. but of course, ballerina shoes has somewhat always been chanel-esque, so may i say it would be imperfect not to dream of owning its flats!

all flats bow to Her Majesty :P

c'est pas trop tard pour le change

sometimes i wonder if i had made a right choice by being a doctor. I am not so happy with my given tasks most of the time for now, but something is telling me I'm gonna be grateful and delighted to be where i will be eventually. i really pray my intuition would turn out right.
why i don't like it much for now?

well, first of all i hate being bossed around - i don't mind specialists - but i hate unnecessary orders by the seniors ( especially if they are just the budding ones - mengade nak mampus) and utterly hate it when it comes from the nurses. man i hate that. i love my current head of department. she's like an angel seriously. a very rare quality for a Malaysian specialist ( who thinks superiority is compulsory to be displayed in every possible channels they could think of- an attitude that rarely worn by the mat saleh Irish specialists i believe. my H.O.D would defend us the mere housemen from stupid complaints notably coming from a few particular Sisters ( one is a serious bitch) anda handful of idiot plus ignorant nurses. uhhh i totally love it when she threw back the dung right onto their snub faces warghaahahaha! and if it was not for her, i doubt i could be flying to Paris for - what most of my friends called - our second honeymoon. i m not really sure what honeymoon supposed to mean exactly; i mean we've been married for almost a year - but yes i think i did suffer honeymoon cystitis afterward :P

secondly, the on-calls. i don't appreciate a series of disturbed sleeps let alone sleepless nights! what even bothers me is how frequent they are. My husband did voice his concern that i wont be around much for him considering numerous monthly on-call nights. we haven't been staying together yet since i started my housemanship. so i honestly don't know how exactly it's gonna be.but i seriously want to work it up to maximise my time with him - if it be within my power. in a way i am very delihgted with the outpouring of new housemen we are currently experiencing- less burden and hopefully less on-calls! ( less calls equals to less extra allowances but then again i am not willing to sacrifice the 3 quarters of my time for the sake of the job. i need time for family and for myself - a right that is deliberately overlooked by the current system.) stop complaining why freshly graduated docs prefer to work oversea : other than the pay, it's the system! doc's welfare are much better taken care of. u know what's the standard line our superiors always like to remind us? we've been through hell and so should you. and oh this is the best part - coming from a deputy state health director during my induction course : a fellow houseman raised a question ; what is the channel for us to voice out our disapproval had we been ill-treated by the superiors. you wanna know what his answer was? - i swear i couldn't believe my ears- ; there is none. just deal with it - very evil-sounded yet the most honest answer i have ever heard.

so far my defense mechanism still works in an acceptable range though it has been edgy many many times :$ :$.. but the best one came from a psychiatrist (no, surprisingly i'm still sane. i met her during a general meeting, not a session :P ). i really now hold on to that to survive work : she said - just remember that everytime you attend to and treat a patient, you will be rewarded big time by the Almighty- even by just smiling at them.

they keep reminding us to work sincerely as well, which i fully agree. but they need to understand that being sincere and being overworked is two different situations. to be sincere is my duty but to get a proper time off is my right!

there you have it.



lucky enough to attend the eiffel tower's 120 years celebration. they cracked a total of 15 thousands fireworks for the event and it was a pure genius and brilliant set of fireworks! like a toddler behind us exclaimed; c'est beau!!! i was suffocating in the sea of people but totally forgot about the hypoxic breathing once the show began. to my beau, merci bien. i hurt you a lot i know, but you are the best thing i have ever had. there are loads of sacrifice you made on my course and i want you to know i acknowledge and appreciate every one of them. i love you and can't wait to have you home!!! baby i love you;X

footy headline

i havent blogged about my favorite sport for a loooong time.

sooo.. Owen? The LIVERPOOL born michael owen ( not Hargreaves) is now A Man United boy??
unbeliverpool.. they are probably planning to start an Owens collection in their museum squad..

karim benzema is now raul's teammate . good luck frenchie.

oh federer, by all means please win your dunno-what-number Wimbledon. it's your court!!!

will you be there

Hold Me
Like The River Jordan
And I Will Then Say To Thee
You Are My Friend

Carry Me
Like You Are My Brother
Love Me Like A Mother
Will You Be There?

Weary
Tell Me Will You Hold Me
When Wrong, Will You Scold Me
When Lost Will You Find Me?

But They Told Me
A Man Should Be Faithful
And Walk When Not Able
And Fight Till The End
But I'm Only Human

Everyone's Taking Control Of Me
Seems That The World's
Got A Role For Me
I'm So Confused
Will You Show To Me
You'll Be There For Me
And Care Enough To Bear Me

(Hold Me)
(Lay Your Head Lowly)
(Softly Then Boldly)
(Carry Me There)

(Lead Me)
(Love Me And Feed Me)
(Kiss Me And Free Me)
(I Will Feel Blessed)

(Carry)
(Carry Me Boldly)
(Lift Me Up Slowly)
(Carry Me There)

(Save Me)
(Heal Me And Bathe Me)
(Softly You Say To Me)
(I Will Be There)

(Lift Me)
(Lift Me Up Slowly)
(Carry Me Boldly)
(Show Me You Care)

(Hold Me)
(Lay Your Head Lowly)
(Softly Then Boldly)
(Carry Me There)

(Need Me)
(Love Me And Feed Me)
(Kiss Me And Free Me)
(I Will Feel Blessed)

[Spoken]
In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tribulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I'll Never Let You Part
For You're Always In My Heart.
-------------------------MJ-----------------------

and my tears fell towards the end of this song..
the emotion and the message was so powerful that i can't hold back tears.
this era has long gone even before his passing, but now the reality hit rather hard, that this has now gone for good and for real.

Im starting from the man in The Mirror

c'est la bon Dieu qui nous fais
c'est la bon Dieu qui nous brise

Michael Jackson has passed away. The Michael Jackson has deceased.. i'm still processing this piece of news in my head. not very well adjusted to it yet..

i grew up listening to Michael's hits , mainly because my parents were his fans back then; and im still adoring his old sensational tracks. what a loss.

alhamdulillah, He finally opened his heart to our beautiful religion during his last few years on earth. May Allah grant you His mercy . ameen.



(click here for link to Press Statement by michael's brother Jermaine )

not just another day

it's the date i remember most. i have never forgotten it since i was 16.

happy birthday husband

a kid's tale

Watch Adorable Little French Girl Makes Up Fairy Tale and more funny videos on CollegeHumor

elle est tres mignon! too cute for words!! wish that was my child ;-) hehe

lull - a - bye

Une chanson douce
Que me chantait ma maman
En suçant mon pouce
J'écoutais en m'endormant
Cette chanson douce
Je veux la chanter pour toi
Car ta peau est douce
Comme la mousse des bois

Pour toi ô ma douce
Jusqu'à la fin de ma vie..



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Now playing: Silverchair - Emotion Sickness
via FoxyTunes

Ladies first

what a nice pair of shoes. And legs. don't know why, but i do have a thing for ballerina shoes these days. and the shades of gray does complement her beauty. oh By all means, Michelle looks great too.

Barrack is quite lean for a president, don't you think? as for sarkozy, marrying a supermodel does come with a price. :D

i quietly turned 26 yesterday. it was a very humble birthday compared to previous occasions. what did I do at 12 midnight? - ambu-bagging one newly intubated patient while waiting for bed availability in CCU. i wished myself happy birthday under my breath and smiled.


i also had an end-of- posting assessment with the hospital director in the evening the same day. perhaps, it was my birthday luck, he endorsed and let me proceed with the next posting rather easilly. for the record, he is quite notoriously known for his liking to extend us housemen over trivial and petty stuff. that's why i felt like i must have had that birthday charm with me during the assessment hehehe.

and so, i called up several friends afterward to have dinner at secret recepi to sort of celebrate my getting-through with the pengarah. it was a fine evening. by God, i didnt intend to celebrate birthday at all, i didnt even order cakes. the reason i chose secret recepi was because i was salivating for their grilled blackpepper chicken. however one of my friends suddenly remembered the date and thus they threw me an abrupt and brief birthday party. thanks anyway. like i said. it was a fine evening.

thanks miey and dolly for the lovely thoughts. these two has so far never failed to wish me happy birthday since they first knew me. i am touched - greatly.

and most of all, thank you my dear great loving husband for all the love, thought and care you have showered me with. it was so sweet when you said your love for me would never be the same today and tomorrow as it keeps on growing each day. that was very sweet and i will never forget that for eternity. i just hope you kept your words for just as long.

i love you, baby.



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Now playing: Taylor Swift - [Love Story ]
via FoxyTunes

CONFESSION OF A SHOPPAHOLIC

it has been quite a well since i last blogging with SENSE. huhuh. i finally received my first pay around last month. damn happy at that moment. and paraphrasing Collin firth's in Love Actually : ' a woman's got to do what a woman's got to do' hohohoh.

went to KL / kuantan recently with positive balance of these :

I just cant resist that ballerina shoes. they're just too adorable to ditch!! As for the shades, that's just my nafsu subliming , forcing me to own one heheh.

i was recently transferred to the busiest and most chaotic ward in the hospital. What a grim. To Ana, I'm sorry I couldn't attend your wedding. i was supposed to go back by 1.00 pm that day, but my piling workload ( and fussy patient's relatives) had successfully barricaded that from happening, in fact extended my working hours up to 7.00 pm.

I am up for assesment anytime now. im guessing it's gonna be either wednesday or thursday.
Bonne Chance a moi!

life has obnoxiously changed so freaking much. it was different 5 months ago, another version 2 months ago and now this. i really don't care anymore. i sort of became soulless lately, indifferent, blunted and just live life for the sake of living.

i do have beautiful family waiting at home. the staffs in general are acceptably nice. in fact some do become rather close acquaintances of mine, yes. but the seniors are mostly superior-ish and some are even snobbish. my working environment is actually relatively very conducive and the view outside, surprisingly is quite refreshing.

yet i still feel like i don't belong to the system.

but then again, really, i don't care anymore. no one give a shit anyway.

to my dear friends, i miss spending time with most of you. i miss the familiar faces i used to hang out with. i miss my old skool friends whom i'd been thru the toughest period of life with.
james and angel called the other day. how they had made my night. thanks guys. i really miss those days. ..

endless torment

http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=213380&title=strip-maul

quite sum up the real situation over the said conflict.

Another point I would like to make clear ;-

Israel DID NOT come to the once PALESTINIANS' land in peace. THEY INVADED and KILLED just like terrorist militants. To call Hamas a terrorist organization is an injustice and a water-clear bias opinion,if without labeling the evil Israel the same.

I am freaking SICK of the mainstream media. thank Jon. You prove to me that there are still Jews who are able to call a spade, a spade!

Loss and gain..

I am a career woman now :)

but God knows best of how stressful my career is :(

My Mr Darcy

you know , i have always thought Mr Darcy in both P&P and Bridget Jones' diary is charming. How I would be smiling dreamily every time i watched or read them. the most recent one being this afternoon- leading me to write about this hehe. but in reality, I am not too sure if I want my husband to have a personality as such. I like the romantic part of it but I don't fancy the excessive pride displayed by Mr Darcy's character - if it was for real. no, my husband is no Mr Darcy in term of self pride. but he is just as reserved, and just as well- composed as Mr Darcy - TO ME. if only he was just as rich :P:P

don't worry hubby, money only matters when you are truly broke :p

I have been in contact with my close friends since i got back from France. It feels wonderful to hear from them. But now I dread to start working. i have heard unfavourable rumours of the hospitals i applied. i really really hope that i would find it otherwise. i don't want to be in that miserable state of depression! I am done with feeling pathetic for myself. i just want to be happy or moderately low at worst. too much to ask for but ask i did. i want to be someone who would not regret what she chose in life. career is definitely one of them. a major one infact... oh hell yeah, let me get lost in my own fairy tale land. a place where we all can live , happilly, ever, after. oh just let me:P


Mr. Darcy: Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you... I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance. All these things I am willing to put aside and ask you to end my agony.

Elizabeth Bennet: I don't understand.

Mr. Darcy: I love you.

Me : owhhh....

quitter Paris pour Pangkor

et je ne reve pas

je sais quand j'arretarai

je vais quitter Paris

je sais apres, je vais payer pour ca

- les limites par Julien Dore -

i sing those lines every 5 minutes. no. every 2!.
so i am called to attend an induction course scheduled at Pangkor Island starting this Monday. Of all places they send me to Pangkor; where i definitely can't drive my car to. sigh.
i hope it'd be fun. it'd better be so.I will probably be starting my internship by 6 December. don't know where yet.the thought does transmit a chill through my spine. let us all hope that i would become a great doctor ; for everyone's benefits ;-)

to Aja and Apis, selamat bersiap dgn aman dan bahagia. jgn stress2 or gabra2. it will be one of the sweetest days in your life. yes, believe me. coz i ve been there n done that. hehe.

bitte gib mir nur ein wort

c'est le Bon Dieu qui nous fait
et c'est le Bon Dieu qui nous brise
It's the Good God that makes us
and it's the Good God that breaks us

extracted from the song Caravane by Raphael

i met a foreigner at Starbucks the other day. we went there for the same primary reason ; internet access. and surprisingly with a same mission ; to find out the latest result of US presidential election. although i did have another bigger and fatter mission of wanting the internet access so badly; which was to 'buzz' my husband's yahoo messenger in hope that he would wake up to the annoying sounds. because i miss him awfully much. Alas, much to my dismay, his sleep was not disturbed at all by my lousy attempts. i couldn't call him as i am yet to activate the IDD call service. My parents were out of town hence no phones to borrow. i don't like to be in that state of desperation. it's just soo freaking frustrating and nothing i can do about it.

anyway, the mat saleh atuk was, dare i say, poorly literate in IT. Therefore he kindly asked me to establish the internet connection for his computer. Apparently he just bought it 2 weeks ago . he is one of the typical westerners who prefer to spend most of their pension money on traveling around the world. He was so delighted to finally find someone whom he can discuss international politic with. hahahah. talk about bumping into the right person :p no, I'm not good at it but i sure like to talk about such things.



a mon mari cheri,

my life is much more meaningful now than it was ever before. i look forward to spend eternity with you. i miss you terribly yet i'm at ease and feeling very secured and fortunate to finally be married to you. am grateful on being officially yours. voici, j'ai mon coeur ancre dans ton coeur ;X hope i french it right again ;)

the parting

i have landed home safely - with mixed feeling of sadness, grateful, love, loss, and sadness again.

God knows how hard it was to leave my husband. leaving on a jet plane lyric fitted the situation at that moment like a glove. it happened exactly like the song narrates, except for 'taxi blowing its honk' part. i can't describe how wonderful a husband he is. je t'aime tellement. he asked me to remember happier moments when i think of him, and I'm doing just that. till we meet again chouchou.

we went to visit the other side of my family 1 week before i left. i am glad we did. everyone was very happy and we had too much of a great time that left a great impact when we parted. i miss them very much.

predictably, my tears streamed down frequently during my journey back, at the airports, in the planes ( it took three planes for me to get to kuantan). but i have regained my composure now. i haven't cried at all since i got into the taxi heading home. i am more composed than i thought i would be. good for me.

mon frere : when will abg N come back?

Moi : Next year.

mon frere : When? January?

Moi : probably June or July i guess.

mon frere : uish. that's gonna be quite a while.

Moi : i know.

racletting

We bought the raclette grill yesterday evening. Have been browsing several shops since a couple of weeks ago and we  have finally made up our minds on which one to buy.taraaaaa!!!!

The grill.Behind it was the apron that i mentioned inthe previous post. Just as backdrop:p

Indeed we  shopped en masse yesterday. Mostly on necessities though. Our kitchen had run out of supplies. Chere's printer was running out of cartridge too and hence need a new one.Plus,by purchasing Raclette grill, it obligated us to buy the raclette 'food' as well.the cheese particularly is not that cheap. sigh.  We decided for a simple raclette meal in the end.
Raclette  is  both a cheese, and a grilled dish served with the raclette  cheese.  Both are called raclette. Raclette -as stated in the  grill's manual book- originates from Switzerland.But is so equally  famous in France that you would think it is French's by origin.  I think it would be just as fair to call it a French cuisine too though.  it is not important what you choose to grill as long as you have the cheese heated in the coupelles underneath the grill. it can vary from vegies like tomatoes to meat slices to seafoods . traditionally, it is usualy accompanied by steamed or boiled potatoes as well.  Of course baguette is no alien too :) .

The coupelles

Our package of raclette last night consists of  chicken and beef salami, a platter of boiled potatoes, and a baguette. i wanted to add meat slices to our meal but cheri reminded me we had already had our dinner earlier. a dozen slices of salami would do for the night. allright.

the raclette cheese is a bit smelly but you'll forget about it once you have tasted it. As a matter of fact i smelled nothing when it has  melted.  I have to say this, SEDAP GILE; hehe

the melting cheese

Cheri's plate

my plate ;)

so that was my tail of raclette.  fin :)

killing three birds with one stone.You betcha!!

Somewhen last week, we woke up at 5.15 a.m.
Took  a  shower (separately), got dressed, prayed together, had a quick breakfast, and off to Paris. Yeayyy!!! it was quite an abrupt decision. We only decided this minutes before falling asleep the night before.
We went there for three errands; whereby  two of them were mine,

• Souvenirs hunting
• Window shopping at Val d'europe
• Mondial de l'Automobile / Paris Motor Show (the main and probably the most important reason for such an abrupt and hasty decision:p and no, this is primarily cheri's wish- not mine)

By 8.45 p.m we were already at the Gare de l'est, one  of  the six Paris' train stations. Wasting no time we headed straight to Place St. Michel via Metro. It  is situated just opposite the ever famous Notre Dame Cathedral, separated by River Seine. We weren't there for sightseeing purposes,but as I mentioned earlier, I wanted to buy souvenirs, and it so happened that souvenir shops around that area sell them at cheaper prices. That's the main and sole reason why we were there. We left St Michel metro station for Val d'europe at 11.00 a.m. ,after spending a whopping 75 euros on the souvenirs... huhu. I have to.  The shop owner were kind enough to give us not one but five free gifts worth  12 to 13 euros ,plus a decent discount on the stuff we bought. thanks Monsieur, God Bless your business! i bought myself an apron,with pictures of various types of French Cheese, backgrounded by the French Flag. It looks cool and very french.hehe
Val d'europe is only stops away from the Disneyland. It probably can be labelled as the 'Champs Elysee' for the middle class. It is for me at least! shopping heaven!!! I swear Cheri has never seen me smiling so broadly as that moment  since i came to France. Initially we passed by the usually seen outlets such as GAP, Esprit, Naf Naf, Etam, Armand Thierry etc. Then to the slightly rarer ones like United Colours of Benetton. These shops were all in one long mall. Once we reached the other end of the mall, cheri pulled my hand towards the exit door. what,i want to shop! but to my big, mind-blowing surprise, there's a village of designer outlets located next to the roofed mall!!! Gosh i felt like hugging  him right there for bringing me to this most wonderful village! rambang mate terus.   I look left, Armani. I looked right, Celine. I look futher front, Furla, Lancel,  Burberry!!  I had to step inside every of these outlets. I just had to. there were Christian Lacroix's, Salvatore Ferrangamo's, Dolce and Gabbana's, Calvin Klein's, Tommy H's, almost everything -you name it. It's there. Jimmy Choo and Baccarat is opening soon. No LV/ Dior/ Chanel though. thanks cheri dear. Monsieur Chere was slightly restless and agitated by two o'clock, so i quickly decided what and which items that i wish to buy and shopped i did!! i ended up buying myself a bag and a wallet,plus a long purse and a tie for ma mere et mon pere respectively.

La Vallée Vilage

The world class car exhibition surely attracted millions. We took a connecting underground metro network to Porte de Versailles station to get there.By now it was Chouchou's turn to smile broadly :p  It was really fascinating. not just we were able to see the posh and luxorious cars at close range, we even witnessed various types of limited editions and concept cars from various established major automobile brands. Of course,Proton or Perodua were not there. sigh. too high for their league. we spent more than 4 hours there and even that was not enough to finish the tour. Alas, we had  a train to catch. by 10.00 p.m. ,we were safely home once again. It was a very tiring unplanned trip but satisfying I'd say.   je te remercie mon chere , tu sais que je t'aime :)