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Friday, January 04, 2008

The heels arent killer heels. But fark, my feet hurts like hell after just 2 hours of standing and walking around.
I know, im vain.
Duh, im a woman. I cant live without heels, and .... my man.

Darling fiance was the saviour for the day. The handsome knight in semi-shiny white car.

He picked me up straight from work, and said, "You can choose wherever you want to have your dinner at ok."

So I was torn between RV Spize and Mak's Place. But since im having western-food craves for weeks, we settled on Mak's Place. :)


We headed down to SAFRA Tampines for his soccer. This time round was with different buddies, the NTU ones. Merepek rules i must say, but i enjoyed watching. And i know was told Love played extra well especially with me around. hurhur. The game ended with a kental argument between 3 of the players. Really kental nak mampos. Wasted their time lagik. Kalau rental free takpe. *shakes head*



And guess what? Love finally dropped the bomb....


"Can i see your budget for these 3 months?"


hur hur. So the man DID not believe i am spending and saving within the budget.*shoots dagger-looks at Love*.
We then spent an hour or so, discussing, writing out every single thing that i have to be saving for and taking note of the necessary things i need to spend on.


Oh well, he's damn good at it.Aniways, like i said, i am well within my budget, darling. Nonetheless, he broke the barrier to this discretive budgeting issue of ours. And this is what we need. After all, in a few months time, we do have to do our family financial planning together. Insya allah.


Haha.
Seriously, you wont believe how secretive this man is about his pay. *shakes head*

writtern @11:52 PM