Nine days

Last week was the busiest, "funnest" week ever! 3 events back to back after every 2 days. It was crazy hectic, and yet it was fantastic. I am contemplating, should i or should i not put a sub-title on each event that im gonna blog about. oh what the heck!

it was 11/07/12, and its a Race For Life day. Race For Life is a charity event. Its an all-girls/women running for a charity event. Its a charity that support cancer especially. One of my friend's mom died of a cancer two years ago, so she decided to run this year, and so we say why not? Its a charity anyway, you're running for fun and you're running with your friends (although someone is being a bit too competitive, he he).

I even bought a new pair of trainers for this, which was months ago. And like everyone else, i am pretty much excited about it. We've decided to go for a 5km run, well its either 5km or 10km. Even if i say 10km, would you actually believe me if i say i'm doing 10km, so yeah..NO! I still remember the day i bought my new trainers, it was noon time. Right after i had the shoes in my hand, i told umpy 'i'm going for a run today!'. Ha ha. I kid u not, i actually did say that, then umpy went laughing and said 'u're crazy, go tomorrow umpy. just relax today, its Sunday! do it after work!' and i actually hate this day too, as this is the day Man United drew with Everton 4-4, and it costs us the Premier League title. That actually the reason why i stressfully said  'im going for a run'. Ha ha. Emotions running high. Well, i did went for a run the next day, and day after and few weeks after that. Then no more running for a good few weeks, as the excitement level slowly drops. No motivation to run whatsoever, in short..I AM A LAZY ASS!

So the day came, the sun is fighting to come out, but the dark cloud is stronger than the sun, well them dark clouds won. We literally run under the rain. Almost 3km running under the rain, the sun finally make a breakthrough at about after 3km of running. I always thought that i ran 5km everytime when i went for a run at Finsbury Park, obviously i was not, because that run felt like forever. I stop training, as in running weeks before Race For Life. It was the longest 35minutes in my life. Imagine, no train, no gym, no jog, and then that day, i just threw myself out there and ran the whole 5km, non-stop! I was running all the way to the finishing line. I am so proud of myself, i really am. I will definitely do it again next year, but Suzanne said 'let's do 10km next year!', i said 'are you crazy woman?'

To all cancer survivors, fighters, keep fighting and surviving. You are the real hero!     

Race For Life

2 days before we actually ran for Race For Life, we went to a music festival at Balado-Kinross, Scotland. It was T in the Park 2012. I grew up listening to alternative rock n roll musics, watching people attending cool music festivals, from Glastonbury to T in the Park to Coachella to Woodstock. Then finally this year, i manage to persuade few of my girlfriends to come and experience the quirkiness of the festival with me. Ive been planning about this for months, i literally do all the bookings, from accomodations to transportations, but i dont mind cause i am the one who wants them girl to come along with me.

Months of planning, the day finally came. I am not the only one who got all excited, all them girls are (i would like to think so). Well, the only uncool thing about the festival BEFORE we get there, was the weather. The weather was so dissapointing. So the first day, we hopped on the train to Perth, cause our accomodation is at Perth, and its the closest available accomodation around, and we were super impressed with it. Please, if you lot are planning to visit Perth, please stay at Rosebank Guest House. It was superb. Done refreshing, we walked to the bus station which is around 10minutes walk from the hotel, to get a bus to T in the Park. It took us 30mins from Perth to T in the Park which is located at Balado Kinross. So we were excited, but also really tired (everyone kept quiet about it, ha ha). We've been up and about since 7am in the morning, and the whole music festival is a one whole day event. What help us is the weather, i would like to think if the weather is as sucks as the second day, there's a possibility that we gave up on it right at dusk. But, we decided to called it a day at around 930pm. We were like 4 walking zombie that day. 

Second day was disaster. Torrential rain, the whole day. The green park on Friday turned into a battle mud Saturday. What i dont understand is how people love to play with those disgusting mud? They were running on the mud and splashing them like everyone else loves the mud like they do. Twat! Although the act gets better by day, but being wet the whole day really dampened my mood. I kept complaining that i am literally wet the whole day, but dude i am fucking wet that u can actually squeeze the water out of my dungaree. We paid £5 to get into an upgrade toilet, and start 'hair-drying' ourselves! it took forever, that one of the lady who's waiting in line tried to be cynical and its not working. 'bitch, wait in line u twat!'. But this time, we manage to stay up till 1130pm, the line up was awesome anyway. Tried to brave ourselves for Calvin Harris, ended up bailing out and move to the side of the crowd. It was terrifying that its not fun no more. They were pushing you hard, and you can't breathe like you're drowning in the sea of people. The mood was more upbeat on day 2, compare to day 1. It ended on a high note.

Day 3 was the best of all days. We had fun. The idea is, to stop moaning about the mud, and to just get the fuck on with it. Care less about fucko, and we did just that! We really had fun on the very last day. Stop moaning about the mud doesnt mean we ran and splashed the mud like everyone else, but we care less about mud splashing on our body already. Plus, Sunday's line up was the best line up. We sing, we dance, we ran around, we scream, we had so much fun. Day 1 and day 2, i could hear the saying "thats it, no more music festivals bla bla bla!" On the way back, reminiscing the weekend, it wasnt that bad to be honest. I will definitely give it another go for Glastonbury next year..anyone?        



T in the Park 2012

A week later, after T in the Park, Zaty celebrated her birthday. It was held at St. James hotel and club. A close birthday party among good friends. It was really nice and decent. Everyone dress up to the theme which is Mad Men, but i think i kinda get the wrong theme, and came as Alice in Wonderland. I honestly didnt think of that, until they told me. In my head, 50s, big skirt, 50s, big skirt. Ha ha. They also included headpiece as part of theme. Suzanne and I, went out a day before her birthday to get everything. Dude, it was a full fun packed week, no time and no chance to go shopping for that. 

It was a tea party. We had sandwiches, macaroons, scones and tea of course. The scones are the best. I love them scones. I never eat macaroons before, that was the first time, and i quite honestly dont understand the fuss, as i dont find it as deliciously amusing, but that's me! She had a beautiful birthday cake. The cake is delicious, but because we're still so full of the scones, macaroons, sandwiches, the cake was not a hit among us. Then we got a goodie bag which is very cute and i love the disposable camera idea (i like it so much im gonna steal the idea, thanks Minaji. He he). My favourite of all was the cupcakes. Oh dear God, the cupcakes were so so so so so so good!

Thanks for hosting the party Jihan. Happy Birthday Zaty. (sister power! he he) Love you mama!

Happy Birthday Zaty

Well i actually wanna write a lot more than this. Its just so much fun that i think it deserves the joyness feeling from you lot. But i am just too tied up at the moment, hence the summary of the whole nine days. After a long busy week, its time to put my feet up. Plus its Ramadhan. Need to slow down all these "wasted" activities. But hey, hope its not too late to wish all of you a very happy Ramadhan. Its 19 hours over here in London. Wish me luck!

-lady-