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The seemingly perpetual feeling of being stuck in the limbo world between teenage-dom and adulthood is over, babeh. Me and aidil has officially made a small statistical contribution to the marital population in the planet. We a marr-ied ! That’s M with a capital A-R-R-I-E-D yo.

How do I feel ?

Perplexed. Excited. Zomg.

We have our own house now. Yes (squeals). Our very own pod where we can do Hawaiian hula dances in nothing but our birthday suits, scream out random Elvish battle cries and do every-freaking-thing-we-want-to without getting the evil eye from the parental units.

In the act of being all serious and married-y, I even took up cooking and cleaning. And appointed Dil as Chief Captain of the Trash Haul-er. Together, we have rediscovered painting and carpet-cleaning, explored baking and even wood furniture varnishing.

We stopped short of floral arrangments though, because that would be WRONG.

All in all, we love being married. With each other that is.