Meet Mr Fiancé

It has been quite some time, precisely 1 year+ ever since I got into a relationship, few months ever since I got engaged and I think it’s time you meet Mr. Fiancé. Previously, I’ve mentioned about visiting us at our humble abode here, but I’m assuming many of you are still confused on where we live and on how the heck he looks. So here’s a picture of him (cue: awwww. I’m so sweet). *drumroll*

Tadaa. Lo and behold, my future in red. He’s so sweet, caring, loving, torturing, stressful and so much more that ‘his’ parents decided to name him – ACCA, Think Ahead.

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He has been playing such a biggggg (I cannot emphasise more) role in my life, so much that I’m wondering who, when and how am I supposed to get married (to a real human, of course). Mr. Fiancé has been the main reason I stopped eating lots of samosa’s and spending lesser time with my family, best friend, friends and everyone else under the sun.

Last week, I had a meeting (I mean Mock Exams) with Mr. Fiancé. Gosh, I was in such a mess, skipping all my other work, running helter skelter to find for my sweater and stationeries. I remember during one of our meetings where I was supposed to take notes (a.k.a writing down answers on the exam paper), I was freaking distracted because of the stuff that were running in my mind and I was using liquid paper (read: correction tape) more than I used my pen! But honestly, I extend my deepest sympathies to the person who’s going to mark my F9 paper though (I’m sorry teacher, incase you’re reading this).

Life is tough with him but nevertheless I said, YES – to love and to cherish every complicated IAS, to honour every single IFRS, to be on time for every 8am class even if it means missing breakfast and wearing jogging pants (I don’t jog, I bought that pants for fun and now I use it to class), to respect all the F-level and P-level papers, to worship all the audit firms for 3 years till I become certified Chartered Accountant and then to follow all the preset rules by the aunties’ of my society to get married fast etc etc… (Sorry the person you’re trying to contact is self-willed, please try again later for an illechevai.

That’s how ‘exciting’ my life has been people 😛 But hey, I’m still happy with all the zillions of stuff which have been happening too.

To whomever who has been waiting when the world would I post something true about my relationship(s), I suggest you keep waiting till Jesus comes. Amen. Blessed Easter (I’m so good at changing topics, Hallelujah!).

xoxo till the next time I rant write,

SSpice.

[ps: illechevai – I’m still finding how to explain it in english]

I got engaged

Female. Indian. Major (read: above 18)
3 suitors (sexist options available: law, medicine, accountancy)
1 choice.
Engaged
And the rest is written (as my thaleielluthe [fate] ) on my blog.

#tillgraduationdouspart #ilikewhatido

This was supposed to be a top secret but I didn’t want people to miss me, so here’s the truth (lies, a lorry full of lies). I got engaged this Monday at 8.05 am. The engagement took place in my email – from ACCA, which sent shivers down my spine. Honestly, I’ve never been so scared of a damn email. It was bitter sweet, taking my relationship to the next phase. So much harder, yet blissful. Hopefully, I end up marrying him.

It took me a week to decide if my future husband and I would adopt a few kids. I decided to go with 3 and named them F7, F8, F9 (sorry, no nicer names available) . After class, I went to visit Mr.Hubby at his apartment and you can visit (us) too. Here’s our address incase you feel like paying a visit : HF 5661, Tun Hussein Onn Library, Sun-U. I’ve attached a picture too, so that you don’t lose your way find us. Complimentary samosas upon arrival (coz I love ’em) but  you might be chased out of the premises.

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Behold, our humble abode

To commemorate, our engagement, I bought/stole from G goodies for myself. I’m counting on these stuff to help me raise my kids. Having invested an initial investment of RM 20 ++ for highlighters and pens (more to buy) hopefully, these kids of mine have a Payback Period of 6 months. I expect a positive return on investment (ROI) and I hope they don’t devise plans to senju me.

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ACCA-engaged starter pack

Sorry, I didn’t have time and space to do engagement photo shoots, plus I didn’t want to look like a kirruke (mad person) posing with books in the library.

And here’s my two cents – incase you’d like to learn wth is payback period or ROI feel free to take CAT, ACCA, sacrifice your sleep, food, life, everything else and wait till you learn it in F9. (You can thank me once you register)

It’s probably going to take me a few more years depending on how fast or slow I want to commit and become a full time life-less person (not stating it here or else all the CCTV aunties will ask when I’m getting married, moving out, working, buying car/house/lorry/whatever la).

For sure I’ll be marrying the love of my life someday (real human) but till then, ACCA I’ll be with you till graduation do us part.