Heya. Has anything changed since I left blogkingdom? How long has it been since I lost my desire to blog? Three, four months maybe? I still think that life aside from blogging thrives though. But this entry is an exception because this entry is long overdue. Because this entry is about me getting married!

I am just days away from the biggest day of my life. Just thinking about it sets my heart racing faster than a racing car. Okay, that's corny. But since I am the bride to be here, I guess I'm excused. I am merely days away from switching my status from a swinging singleton to a smug Mrs Izwan Ali. Just days away from going thru the matrimonial rites to marry the love of my life *heart beats faster*

At this point, everything is pretty much settled. The preceding madness of preparing and planning for my wedding has ceased. Wedding favours are here, invitation cards distributed, honeymoon booked, catering menu & DJ songlist finalised, wedding hall booked, dulang hantarans done up etc etc The bridal chamber is *almost* ready, awaiting the decor people to do their magic. I have one more spa session to attend afterwhich I will be ready to be henna-ed. Oh my GOD! I am really getting married. In this final lap, I pray that everything will go smoothly, insyaAllah.

It feels surreal typing this entry. Kinda like zero-gravity mode. Like someone just switched on the lights in a room of my life and I am standing at the doorway. Who would have thought I would end up with him?

You know, back when I was a child, I often wondered who will be my husband, how he will look like (gatalkan aku? Kecik2 da mentel). All through my post break-up days where I kept meeting one wrong dude after another, I wondered if i would ever meet him. But this tiny voice within told me that he was somewhere, out there. Just that I havent found him yet.

Then I met Wan.

And I didn't like him! Hah! I didn't follow local dramas, let alone Bara. I only recalled them taking up space in my school for filming a drama to supposedly portray poly students' life (i scoff abt it till today. Wan will never hear the end of this from me!). And I certainly didn't like him the moment I laid eyes on him on that blisteringly hot afternoon, at a crowded bus stop.

So a year later when Lis mentioned some Izwan Ali will be joining us for dinner, I went, 'Izwan who??' Honest to God, I couldnt even put a face to that name. But he turned up when he almost couldnt make it. We obviously didnt hit it off on the right foot. I was giving him such a hard time probably because of my distaste for Bara and it's posse. I was loud, sarcastic,skeptical and cynical. I mean, seriously, i'm a nice girl. Really. But i didn't know why when it came to him, i made it a point to poke fun at him and drove him *almost* to the brink of insanity. Which also brought me to wonder why in God's name was he still calling me time & again?

But you know what? As fate have put it into place, i gave him a try. And found out that he was everything I never knew I always wanted. Tu lah, cakap mak tak nak dengar. Benci konon, in the end nak kawin jugak! When he blurted that he 'so wanna marry me' after 4 months of courtship, it took my breath away. Literally (I choked on my fries).

And so 2 years later, here I am, typing this entry, standing poised at the brink, about to take a giant step forward. I am waiting to be married to the person whom i had least expected to be married to, Mr Izwan Ali himself - a tv has been but still a famous celebrity in my eyes. The most down to earth, humble man I have ever known. The one person who knows me better than...myself! Even when my world was tearing apart at the seams like nobody's business, he made it his business to make me laugh. It's funny how from simple, even hilarious things, the best things begin. Its funny how the one person who you were uncertain about turned out to be the best you ever had.

And afterall that we have been thru, God willing, I still want to marry him (and him to me. heh). I guess I have always known, despite the look-at-me-and-i'll-bash-you-up look i threw at him on that fateful hot afternoon, that he is the one.

Wan, you maybe be one buncit boy but i still lup u deep deep hokay!

Gawd, how the hell did i turn into such a mush? teary eyed, mushy, hopeless romantic syndrome is inherent in all bride to bes (read: minah kahwin-kahwin). So once again, I shalt be excused.

Baby, I'll see you this saturday, in my purest of white outfit ...

Wish me luck people. I'm getting married :D