Paparazzi is the song that she likes. It is a song by Lady Gaga (correct me if i'm wrong). Lady Gaga is the epitome of what-fashion-looks-like-before-2012 (just kidding).
2012 was, or still is, prophesised to be the end of this world. This world is definitely, and surely, going to end. It is old, it is in bad condition. But the date? We may only guess, we cannot know for sure.
To be sure of something is an acquired skill. Or maybe you're born with it. "I'm SURE i can make it in this life."
Much as an Aries baby who's sure it could just poke its hand into the cookie jar and get away with it.
A Taurus baby whose dignity shall NOT be challenged into doing what he simply-does-not-want-to-do.
A Gemini baby is just all over the place. Or you could swear that one minute it was being this way and another second it becomes something else.
A Cancer baby is a mummy's baby. It is homey, treasures what Mama (or Papa) gives to him. Home is where the Heart is!
A Leo baby? Will make you know very soon WHO IS THE KING OF THE HOUSE...even from his crib.
A Virgo baby shall be the dream of mothers. Prim and proper, neat and...'cerewet'!
Now here comes the Smile of ALL smiles...the baby who captures your heart with his charming demeanour, his infectious, angelic smile...is a Libra with the Scales balanced.
.....................................that peaceful baby that you're looking at, is a Scorpio. It is silent. It comes looking like it has been asked to come back from war. Its build is almost always sturdy. Or looks like it's made to withstand many blows. You shall see a simple scorpion (who has downgraded himself), a Grey Lizard (who is so unsure of himself) an Eagle (who has achieved BEYOND astrology's boundaries *more on that later*), and a Dove, who has the inner love so few would have.
The previous paragraph is a long one because the fingers tapping on the keyboard now is a Grey Lizard herself. And admittedly, almost going to the scorpion, of the lowest kind.
Sagittarius. Gangly, playful, clownish, oh but handsome, babies. Even the females.
Those granddaddy/grandmummy types who 'tsk tsk' to children their age and agrees with all their more mature counterparts is the dependable, maybe stuffy, very conservative, but special, Capricorn. (Capricorns have a special place in my personal life!) Other than a Libra, their smiles...their grin...is shown very seldom, but it gives you good vibes when you can SEE it. And they have wonderful sense of humour, and comedy.
Aquarius. The bane of my personality...i was born with the Moon and Ascendant in it. It's what dilutes my character. It is the 'black sheep' of the Organisers (you may laugh). They walk in the clouds and never seem to be existing in this plane. Very vivid imaginations, does many things that others do not.
Like reading books with hand mirrors, wearing a container lid as a hat while walking in Bukit Bintang, talking to mailboxes, carrying Thundercat Lion-O sword everywhere (God sent me to the right parents, nasib baikkkk!!!).
Pisces. That's the one who seems to be very attractive to alot of people. Pisces has dreamy, oh so watery clear eyes...which only I know, contains many untrustworthy substances (no offense, not all of them, but few that i know). That is baby Aisya for you.
My, or my family's, Alya is an Aries with a regal Leo and an amazing Virgo influence.
MY MIND-SPIRALLING HOBBY, ON 27TH JANUARY 2012, STOPS HERE. See you again wth more spirals :)
27 January 2010
25 January 2010
Laughter is away on holiday
Heck, i realised i seldom smile or laugh a genuine laugh these few weeks, gosh i have gone underground way too far. Sonic would laugh.
Forget my psycho post. I am ME, myself. I can't and i shall not lose myself.
It's only a challenging phase, yes, ONLY. Saturn is back. Saturn comes back to you when you have lived for 27 years. Technically i haven't reached that mark yet but this is, my 27th year of living, roughly.
Lessons to learn. Obstacles to break through.
Forget my psycho post. I am ME, myself. I can't and i shall not lose myself.
It's only a challenging phase, yes, ONLY. Saturn is back. Saturn comes back to you when you have lived for 27 years. Technically i haven't reached that mark yet but this is, my 27th year of living, roughly.
Lessons to learn. Obstacles to break through.
03 January 2010
Squiggy the Squish
I'm just remembering that bread by Gardenia called Squiggles. Wonder where have they gone? Or maybe i haven't been to shops lately, but noooo...i see so many other new breads...hmm not that it's my favourite but it does match it's name...the cream, the flavour, the pattern of the colour icing...squiggly.
I'm actually half-lucid. Where the HELL do all these bread memories come from i also don't know.
I'm crazy (literally) over the new Envirosax bag i bought. I saw it at the Curve bazaar, just looked at it, attracted by the designs but it doesn't capture my fancy as i've never been a user of soft material bags...more so this type...
But yesterday i bought it. It beckoned to me twice in Metrojaya. Well because my mother DID suggest to me to buy a bag to put all the shopping that i would do in KLCC. And when she said that, this particular bag popped into my mind :)
Oh the joy of that simple, SO SIMPLE, quirky, polyester, eco-friendly bag with beautiful design (mine is red, the Graphic range)...i didn't have to carry those dreadful plastic bags by the handles and making my fingers look like it's going to come off at any second...
Bought it for 19.90RM and plop goes all my precious things of the day...books for myself and my father, toiletries for my family. Shopping toiletries pun kat Watsons KLCC. My friend was like what...beli kat rumah pun bleh benda2 ni...but i'm one of those simple creatures (complicated in my other unique way lah) whose shopping methods are quite unlike the AVERAGE female.
Dah plan nak gi situ...situ plak ada my favourite haunt, which is Watson's...kebetulan it's time to update my family's necessities...beli je lah. And i'm almost always in charge of toiletries-buying in my family. And when i see something i like, i don't go browsing around for 'other choices', i buy it right then and there. No fickle-mindedness (no offense to any avid shoppers reading this :))
Ditto for the bag. I just look at it the second time while walking around in Metrojaya accompanying my friend to buy a birthday present for her male friend...i pick a colour and pay. Takes no more than 10 minutes. No looking back no hesitating...most importantly, it was a necessity, not something on a whim or just because it looks nice.
Today is the second day of my day-out with the bag. To Low-Yatt Plaza with my family. Wheeeeee....i get to fill ALOT of things in my bag!! Look, no lugging around plastic bags! Just me and my pretty bag :)
I plan to ask my mum to take it and use it whenever she goes grocery shopping. Masuk buah durian ke, ikan keli ke, nasi lemak bungkus ke, pun takpe. As long as we are able to say NO to plastic :) Hey, it's washable too.
And aesthetically pleasing.
I'm using my new keyboard. My old keyboard has been working for me since 2004, back in Desasiswa Tekun, USM Penang in my 2nd semester 1st year...sweet black keyboard of mine...but it has gone haywire...my Zs are deletion buttons, my @ and my " interchange, my As are song changers.
Welcome, new silent soft keyboard.
And a CSL phone, too. Still figuring and exploring the features.
And a friend of mine told me he was admitted to hospital (grammar check) for fever...since Wednesday and never told his family, just friends. And why did he choose to tell me now? He said it's because he think's of me as one of his best friends.
I hope he gets well soon.
I'm actually half-lucid. Where the HELL do all these bread memories come from i also don't know.
I'm crazy (literally) over the new Envirosax bag i bought. I saw it at the Curve bazaar, just looked at it, attracted by the designs but it doesn't capture my fancy as i've never been a user of soft material bags...more so this type...
But yesterday i bought it. It beckoned to me twice in Metrojaya. Well because my mother DID suggest to me to buy a bag to put all the shopping that i would do in KLCC. And when she said that, this particular bag popped into my mind :)
Oh the joy of that simple, SO SIMPLE, quirky, polyester, eco-friendly bag with beautiful design (mine is red, the Graphic range)...i didn't have to carry those dreadful plastic bags by the handles and making my fingers look like it's going to come off at any second...
Bought it for 19.90RM and plop goes all my precious things of the day...books for myself and my father, toiletries for my family. Shopping toiletries pun kat Watsons KLCC. My friend was like what...beli kat rumah pun bleh benda2 ni...but i'm one of those simple creatures (complicated in my other unique way lah) whose shopping methods are quite unlike the AVERAGE female.
Dah plan nak gi situ...situ plak ada my favourite haunt, which is Watson's...kebetulan it's time to update my family's necessities...beli je lah. And i'm almost always in charge of toiletries-buying in my family. And when i see something i like, i don't go browsing around for 'other choices', i buy it right then and there. No fickle-mindedness (no offense to any avid shoppers reading this :))
Ditto for the bag. I just look at it the second time while walking around in Metrojaya accompanying my friend to buy a birthday present for her male friend...i pick a colour and pay. Takes no more than 10 minutes. No looking back no hesitating...most importantly, it was a necessity, not something on a whim or just because it looks nice.
Today is the second day of my day-out with the bag. To Low-Yatt Plaza with my family. Wheeeeee....i get to fill ALOT of things in my bag!! Look, no lugging around plastic bags! Just me and my pretty bag :)
I plan to ask my mum to take it and use it whenever she goes grocery shopping. Masuk buah durian ke, ikan keli ke, nasi lemak bungkus ke, pun takpe. As long as we are able to say NO to plastic :) Hey, it's washable too.
And aesthetically pleasing.
I'm using my new keyboard. My old keyboard has been working for me since 2004, back in Desasiswa Tekun, USM Penang in my 2nd semester 1st year...sweet black keyboard of mine...but it has gone haywire...my Zs are deletion buttons, my @ and my " interchange, my As are song changers.
Welcome, new silent soft keyboard.
And a CSL phone, too. Still figuring and exploring the features.
And a friend of mine told me he was admitted to hospital (grammar check) for fever...since Wednesday and never told his family, just friends. And why did he choose to tell me now? He said it's because he think's of me as one of his best friends.
I hope he gets well soon.
22 December 2009
Andai bumi terbelah dua
My little bundle in my arms long time ago :) she's wearing a watermelon shirt. Which makes her look...like a watermelon hehe...she was PRETTY that time
Beautiful painting of Manisha Koirala. I had to take it.
One random baby picture i found on Facebook. Newborn.
Nice one of Kek Lok Si temple. I always feel intrigued by that big standing structure which one can see from certain parts of the town.
13 October 2009
Rant...Express
By the music of Penawar - Ella.
Someone told me i have to express and heal my mind tonight. Doesn't matter WHO that someone was. But it talked to my intuition (or any medium you want to call it). It's somewhere inside me (ugh, so cliche).
"Tolonglah si dia ini...dengan menghampirinya...kerana dia sebahagianmu"
My bloody...dusty (shameful)...keyboard is uniquely growing out of its years...press this key and it comes out another icon...and many other irritating changeables.
Anyway, the phrase in parentheses up there can be found in Penawar's lyrics. Sounds like something YOU always hear and comprehend? Yes. But for Nur Syuhada and the likes of her...the text highlighted in red really knocks on her (their) heart.
Everyone is the same......why bother citing our differences?
I drove from Serdang Raya till Shah Alam ALONE today using the BMW (coz that car's great for me and my driving skills, coincidentally it is also my favourite brand...). Not that i'm really alone; mum drove the Waja coz she brought it to the mechanic near my office building.
I'm a driver who needs silence in order to really concentrate on the road. See, i don't need music, hehe...
What happened to me?
I got a new job.
I'm resigning.
I'm...trembling.
I'm...delirious.
I'm...i mean...
At the same time, i'm...
Something came and i can tell it is significant to me.
Tangible.
I'm.....................
A part of myself is SO SURE of this. No doubts. Only my usual fears.
It is the difficult realization that something other than myself is real. - modified from an Iris
Someone told me i have to express and heal my mind tonight. Doesn't matter WHO that someone was. But it talked to my intuition (or any medium you want to call it). It's somewhere inside me (ugh, so cliche).
"Tolonglah si dia ini...dengan menghampirinya...kerana dia sebahagianmu"
My bloody...dusty (shameful)...keyboard is uniquely growing out of its years...press this key and it comes out another icon...and many other irritating changeables.
Anyway, the phrase in parentheses up there can be found in Penawar's lyrics. Sounds like something YOU always hear and comprehend? Yes. But for Nur Syuhada and the likes of her...the text highlighted in red really knocks on her (their) heart.
Everyone is the same......why bother citing our differences?
I drove from Serdang Raya till Shah Alam ALONE today using the BMW (coz that car's great for me and my driving skills, coincidentally it is also my favourite brand...). Not that i'm really alone; mum drove the Waja coz she brought it to the mechanic near my office building.
I'm a driver who needs silence in order to really concentrate on the road. See, i don't need music, hehe...
What happened to me?
I got a new job.
I'm resigning.
I'm...trembling.
I'm...delirious.
I'm...i mean...
At the same time, i'm...
Something came and i can tell it is significant to me.
Tangible.
I'm.....................
A part of myself is SO SURE of this. No doubts. Only my usual fears.
It is the difficult realization that something other than myself is real. - modified from an Iris
24 September 2009
Of Ramadhan and Syawal
Huh! I'm finally back home after my Raya holidays in Kota Bharu. It was a good raya for me, Alhamdulillah :)
But...i'm feeling like i need one more month of Ramadhan. Tak puas.
I have been unsatisfactory in my behaviour, my thoughts, my perceptions.
I was so so so pessimistic about Raya. I heard that the land near my grandma's house has gone all dry and 'bald'....no more shades...no more trees and foliage...no more GREEN...no more arwah Ayah Su's bushes...not to mention the missing chicken of his...and also no more pokok rambutan for me to observe and 'attempt to help' to kait the fruits with that longgggg pole which actually made me imagine i could reach out to the sky and make the plane passing by go catapulting...you know me once my eyes go to the sky...
My brother told me if given the choice he would like to be the cloud. I see his sense. It's just so peaceful being there...except when the lightning threatens to tickle you (now that's an afterthought i neglect to mention to him, haha)..
Puasa has gone by with events and multiple antics from humans around me...nothing much...one of my favourite November people has resigned, i gave him a white fluffy bear and he gave me a non-foldable fan with his own crafty knot...we gave each other November birthday presents!
Thank you very much, you know who you are :)
Cancer girl, also going to be resigning. *sigh*. I got to know more of her and believe it or not, we bonded too. Cancerian females seem to be allergic to me...all my life...and this one took about 2 years to really harmonise with me...her with her direct talk and sharp behaviour, me with my irritating loopiness and Plutonian ignorance...haha...we both hang out together since our 'joint predicament' at work. Ah well, let's not dwell on that.
I didn't feel the Raya atmosphere in my life. No kuih making (only my mum made some jam tarts while i was asleep like a log at night)...no baju raya (the tailor got H1N1)...
Exactly 12:30am Friday/Saturday, we set off for Kelantan. Had a meal first. Me with my dad, mum and my bro. Miracles of miracles, my MP3 player can be played in the car! One less of my glumness of the impending journey. Me and my dad, we can listen to whatever melody...we have high tolerance for each other's music tastes...i even enjoyed his songs and discovered new ones for my ears! So the journey went by smoothly with both individuals' music playlists.
Smoothly? Just the music. The ROAD....
Spent 4 hours on that Karak highway. Darn bloody traffic. We had to stop before the second toll to sleep till dawn and just not waste petrol, see...
6 am. Continue the drive. Surprise, surprise, sensing the terrible jam up ahead, we had to decide to go through Terengganu. Twice we stopped to sleep and refresh. I actually DREAMED...
I was spiralling (in a moving car) up a mountain and down again. It was pleasant. Hmm, that's the main theme i remember.
Reached Wakaf Che Yeh, 6:45 pm. In time for last buka puasa meal. Next day confirm Raya Puasa. Alamak..so sad...the end of Ramadhan never made me feel down that way...8:30 me and mum went to SACC mall...i mean, KB mall...to get our pre-ordered blackforest cake.
Next day: 1st Syawal...helped my mum prepare food for guests. Cut the blackforest cake to put on a platter and it looked like a....disaster. Presentation-wise. Not that's it's anyone's fault though...it just happened that way :D
The cake is wiped clean at the end of the day. Shows that TASTE is what matters most to the Raya guests, hehe!
Next on the menu, satay. Already grilled (err how do you describe 'bakar satay' again??), so we just need to heat it up. Accidentally, i was put in charge of the reheating. Not that i'm complaining...i do want to have something to do during Raya...i'm not that good at sitting around in the living room and *gulp* socialising.
I can just say that it was a sweaty hari raya for me. I worked at clearing up the table and adding more food and drinks, washing the dishes and cups the whole day. It's where i can be left by myself and not being watched so much by the people. Surprisingly, i was comfortable in that situation :)
The only time i went out to greet people and my family members is toward the afternoon...when the table is all set for the next set of guests, i sat down and relaxed and....got to see ALYA!!! She wore a pale blue gown and had two braids in her hair. Gosh her nose is as alluring as ever, wakakakaka....
Naturally she stuck to my dad the most...after some prodding, she did that amazing and shocking thing: jumped to me and held on/hugged. Ahh well she's still that same baby who i've held in my arms long time ago :)
Next Afrina came. She just decided to observe all the cars parked in front of the house and trying to investigate to whom each of it belonged. Stood by and talked to yours truly and i just layan her. Haha....she's so much of a Capricorn babe! Grandma-like.
My father, Alya, me and Afrina later went to 7-Eleven for, what else...the children's titbits. Alya stuck like a magnet to her grand-uncle and i took charge of little grandma...she's just so dainty and pretty and so matured-like...hmm, she is one soul i can like :)
Aries Alya buys a lot of things. Cappy Afrina buys only the things she wants. I don't have to describe more :)
Next phase of guests, this one comes in the evening. This one guy suddenly got all chummy with my mum and i got to know that he's the one who asked her last year to matchmake him with any single girl she knows. He talked with me and i talked with him. After he finished eating, he still came to talk with me, and i talked with him.
Let me explain: i've never seen him before, or i was just so ignorant i never did know who he was. He doesn't know who i am too. Seems that he is one of my dad's saudara-mara. The extended ones. Double-triple extended ones. So me and him are just simply related somehow. Anyway, he asked for my phone number and i too got his number. Totally Harmless. Next paragraph.
Later at night went to Che' Dah's house for her own spaghetti bolognese. It's good too.
Next day, Raya Kedua. Went for nasi dagang at Aunty Limah's house. First, me and my mum helped to prepare the table and roll up the roti jala. Then we went to the tanah perkuburan to pay respects.
3rd day. Ate pancakes made by Ayah Mat. Delish. And then i'm the one who continues making it, and finishing the batter. Haha. Then later my mum made kuey teow for the day.
4th day: sent Ayah Mat and Uncle Ian to the airport and then we started off for KL. I bought this Sour + candy which is absolutely shocking. It made my smugly self-confessed relaxed daddy change into unrelaxed sour candy victim. It made my asam-eater mummy into a shocked and blinking driver. It made me a new fan :D
We reached home 1:30am. Safely. Alhamdulillah :)
But...i'm feeling like i need one more month of Ramadhan. Tak puas.
I have been unsatisfactory in my behaviour, my thoughts, my perceptions.
I was so so so pessimistic about Raya. I heard that the land near my grandma's house has gone all dry and 'bald'....no more shades...no more trees and foliage...no more GREEN...no more arwah Ayah Su's bushes...not to mention the missing chicken of his...and also no more pokok rambutan for me to observe and 'attempt to help' to kait the fruits with that longgggg pole which actually made me imagine i could reach out to the sky and make the plane passing by go catapulting...you know me once my eyes go to the sky...
My brother told me if given the choice he would like to be the cloud. I see his sense. It's just so peaceful being there...except when the lightning threatens to tickle you (now that's an afterthought i neglect to mention to him, haha)..
Puasa has gone by with events and multiple antics from humans around me...nothing much...one of my favourite November people has resigned, i gave him a white fluffy bear and he gave me a non-foldable fan with his own crafty knot...we gave each other November birthday presents!
Thank you very much, you know who you are :)
Cancer girl, also going to be resigning. *sigh*. I got to know more of her and believe it or not, we bonded too. Cancerian females seem to be allergic to me...all my life...and this one took about 2 years to really harmonise with me...her with her direct talk and sharp behaviour, me with my irritating loopiness and Plutonian ignorance...haha...we both hang out together since our 'joint predicament' at work. Ah well, let's not dwell on that.
I didn't feel the Raya atmosphere in my life. No kuih making (only my mum made some jam tarts while i was asleep like a log at night)...no baju raya (the tailor got H1N1)...
Exactly 12:30am Friday/Saturday, we set off for Kelantan. Had a meal first. Me with my dad, mum and my bro. Miracles of miracles, my MP3 player can be played in the car! One less of my glumness of the impending journey. Me and my dad, we can listen to whatever melody...we have high tolerance for each other's music tastes...i even enjoyed his songs and discovered new ones for my ears! So the journey went by smoothly with both individuals' music playlists.
Smoothly? Just the music. The ROAD....
Spent 4 hours on that Karak highway. Darn bloody traffic. We had to stop before the second toll to sleep till dawn and just not waste petrol, see...
6 am. Continue the drive. Surprise, surprise, sensing the terrible jam up ahead, we had to decide to go through Terengganu. Twice we stopped to sleep and refresh. I actually DREAMED...
I was spiralling (in a moving car) up a mountain and down again. It was pleasant. Hmm, that's the main theme i remember.
Reached Wakaf Che Yeh, 6:45 pm. In time for last buka puasa meal. Next day confirm Raya Puasa. Alamak..so sad...the end of Ramadhan never made me feel down that way...8:30 me and mum went to SACC mall...i mean, KB mall...to get our pre-ordered blackforest cake.
Next day: 1st Syawal...helped my mum prepare food for guests. Cut the blackforest cake to put on a platter and it looked like a....disaster. Presentation-wise. Not that's it's anyone's fault though...it just happened that way :D
The cake is wiped clean at the end of the day. Shows that TASTE is what matters most to the Raya guests, hehe!
Next on the menu, satay. Already grilled (err how do you describe 'bakar satay' again??), so we just need to heat it up. Accidentally, i was put in charge of the reheating. Not that i'm complaining...i do want to have something to do during Raya...i'm not that good at sitting around in the living room and *gulp* socialising.
I can just say that it was a sweaty hari raya for me. I worked at clearing up the table and adding more food and drinks, washing the dishes and cups the whole day. It's where i can be left by myself and not being watched so much by the people. Surprisingly, i was comfortable in that situation :)
The only time i went out to greet people and my family members is toward the afternoon...when the table is all set for the next set of guests, i sat down and relaxed and....got to see ALYA!!! She wore a pale blue gown and had two braids in her hair. Gosh her nose is as alluring as ever, wakakakaka....
Naturally she stuck to my dad the most...after some prodding, she did that amazing and shocking thing: jumped to me and held on/hugged. Ahh well she's still that same baby who i've held in my arms long time ago :)
Next Afrina came. She just decided to observe all the cars parked in front of the house and trying to investigate to whom each of it belonged. Stood by and talked to yours truly and i just layan her. Haha....she's so much of a Capricorn babe! Grandma-like.
My father, Alya, me and Afrina later went to 7-Eleven for, what else...the children's titbits. Alya stuck like a magnet to her grand-uncle and i took charge of little grandma...she's just so dainty and pretty and so matured-like...hmm, she is one soul i can like :)
Aries Alya buys a lot of things. Cappy Afrina buys only the things she wants. I don't have to describe more :)
Next phase of guests, this one comes in the evening. This one guy suddenly got all chummy with my mum and i got to know that he's the one who asked her last year to matchmake him with any single girl she knows. He talked with me and i talked with him. After he finished eating, he still came to talk with me, and i talked with him.
Let me explain: i've never seen him before, or i was just so ignorant i never did know who he was. He doesn't know who i am too. Seems that he is one of my dad's saudara-mara. The extended ones. Double-triple extended ones. So me and him are just simply related somehow. Anyway, he asked for my phone number and i too got his number. Totally Harmless. Next paragraph.
Later at night went to Che' Dah's house for her own spaghetti bolognese. It's good too.
Next day, Raya Kedua. Went for nasi dagang at Aunty Limah's house. First, me and my mum helped to prepare the table and roll up the roti jala. Then we went to the tanah perkuburan to pay respects.
3rd day. Ate pancakes made by Ayah Mat. Delish. And then i'm the one who continues making it, and finishing the batter. Haha. Then later my mum made kuey teow for the day.
4th day: sent Ayah Mat and Uncle Ian to the airport and then we started off for KL. I bought this Sour + candy which is absolutely shocking. It made my smugly self-confessed relaxed daddy change into unrelaxed sour candy victim. It made my asam-eater mummy into a shocked and blinking driver. It made me a new fan :D
We reached home 1:30am. Safely. Alhamdulillah :)
06 September 2009
Sunday photo detailing
Adding my photos from my Prism, and some other collection. Haha, sometimes i feel i am only one of the very very few people who owns a Prism and liking it. Next phone? Shhh, my Prism will hear and she'll go sulky :D
The above picture is my father's idea of food art. At Restoran Azira. Sempat jugakkkk susun sambil ambik makanan...
Ghastly. I meant to put 'o' in place of 'a' there hehe. Nahh just kidding. But i'm using a half-serious tone :) This was the dawning sky back in the 1st week of puasa, sahur at MMZ Bukit Jelutong. Actually it looked more prettier looking at it. This pic was...of course, flawed.
New Gladiator model. My mum's kaki. Tangs Pavilion. No actually it was bought in Parkson Grand. MODELED in Tangs later :D Suddenly it occured to my vision that her legs looked like it belonged to Cleopatra. *gerenti ada orang KEMBANG hidung...*
This was my little road beside my house in somewhere England. If you believe that, i pity you. Haha, this....was somewhere in Harvey Norman...my brother and i got obsessed...wonder if we were being videoed ourselves *tsk tsk*...
GSC Pavi Lion. *rolls eyes*. This was on the space after the 1st escalator leading to the cinema halls. It was RAINING how can i resist NOT admiring the moment? There were actually raindrops splattering on the glass roof. I feel like an alien. But i'm no chicken. Uh, NEXT PHOTO please...
My space in my office (new layout). My screen is so so precious....and my tiny flag sticking dutifully to my CPU...this was taken when the restless part of me comes...during my free time at work...
There you go, i get paid to fool around...and i'm not pleased with that of course :/
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