Last night however, as I was erecting the pengantin bear on a cake whilst humming Oh Bulan, noises other than my croaky voice were also audible. I went... ait? before hmmm... and right after.. the Ayatul Kursi. Placed the unfinished cake into the cake box, switched off the lights and skipped several steps of anak tangga like maybe five or six before crashing myself onto my bed in an effort to deliberately wake my husband up. Unfortunately, judging from the unmatched decible sound pressure level emitted so emphatically that night, no earthquake nor tsunami would have awakened the snoring giant.
...and so last night for the first time in many many nights, I ran to bed early, 1.30am early.
No pickchas for now, sebab camera kat bawah, tak sempat nak bawak lari naik atas tadi, woohoohoohoo.
Picture taken from here>