tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86502576779251690752024-03-13T03:24:28.497-04:00hippobunny on berrieslalaland♥domesticgoddess in control. wtf ♥.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-23449015982865043792010-03-24T23:48:00.002-04:002010-03-25T00:08:23.130-04:00m.f.m.fox has come out with some really nice themed browsers! it's like how previously gmail revamped their normal headers to the themed ones! awesomeness!.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-65612311198847580952009-12-24T21:11:00.004-05:002009-12-24T21:14:01.348-05:00xmas and cravingsit's xmas eve. and guess what?<br />mcd and wendy's aren't open.<br />i cant have my sundae/ frosty float!<br />the situation..is indeed very different from what we have back home.<br />24/7 throughout the year sure available.<br />wuhuhuhu.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-90886691134788820802009-10-23T13:40:00.000-04:002009-10-23T13:42:46.041-04:00foodfoodfood<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiLbp4xYyk3NMG5_J6cXuBRdo6OfbYf2EuDo3uA6-pQ9PCdfGnR5gZeqSSmTMWG3F9NFeyiHNskqAIQNe25jaXbPfO5ddru-e214n1W8cd8jHY9rNBulv2Uzd0X_HlN1ezLPRqfnacs1M/s1600-h/food.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395852202432839890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiLbp4xYyk3NMG5_J6cXuBRdo6OfbYf2EuDo3uA6-pQ9PCdfGnR5gZeqSSmTMWG3F9NFeyiHNskqAIQNe25jaXbPfO5ddru-e214n1W8cd8jHY9rNBulv2Uzd0X_HlN1ezLPRqfnacs1M/s400/food.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-41802506627740932282009-09-16T11:27:00.003-04:002009-09-16T11:28:04.770-04:002nd Anniversaryit's Ada's 2nd Anniversary today..<br /><br />Ada darhling, u're still greatly deeply missed...c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-26975483201200478092009-09-15T13:27:00.002-04:002009-09-15T14:21:41.077-04:00betrayed.tonight again, i looked at that particular pic. again and again.<br />and keep thinking. why.<br /><br />we were once, so close to each other.<br />we were once, good friends.<br />how can a picture of that, determines the level of our friendship.<br />i know.<br />but somehow, i feel betrayed.<br />and perhaps, that's the reason why the gift was left unattended for as long as i remember.<br />there were moments of awkwardness during catch ups over msn.<br />even the simplest i miss you! sounded so sham and deceitful.<br />did i really missed?<br /><br />it hurts when you find out that a person who meant so much to you never really treasure you<br />and whatever you believed before this, was and had long snarled and tangled into a bun of scepticism.<br />i'm holding on to the only belief. that that friendship of ours was there, before.<br />and i'm glad i met you. although i may not know you as much as i thought i know, but at least i'm still holding on strongly, those memories that we once shared together.<br />we parted, and we move on.<br /><br />on a lighter note,<br />at least i've bunch of many others,<br />who treasure me as much as i treasure them.<br />these, are the people who are called <em>genuine friends.</em>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-19158179733348982222009-07-30T11:44:00.002-04:002009-07-30T11:47:55.613-04:006060 more days to go.<br />le sigh..<br />i need to start joltin down stuff.<br />i need to start appreciate the remaining 60 days..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-5943952996052310512009-07-25T12:58:00.002-04:002009-07-25T13:05:41.094-04:00just back from watching harry potter.<br />albus dumbledore passed away. :'( ( i knew it was an ending for him in <em>Harry Potter and</em> <em>The Half Blood Prince </em>but still, it was such a sad ending for dumbledore!)<br />and now i just got a sms from 4thsissoh saying yasmin ahmad passed away earlier!!!!!!!! noooooo!!!!!! sigh.<br />it's a great loss to the country. :'(<br />first it was michael jackson, then dumbledore, then yasmin ahmad. whywhywhy. why must all these legends all be gone!<br />restinpeace,great people..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-44329870812344633872009-07-22T11:22:00.004-04:002009-07-22T12:09:09.439-04:00Tsksour people say sour stuff.<br />tsktsk.<br /><em>you</em> have my utmost sympathy!.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-32457142648214361192009-07-15T23:54:00.003-04:002009-07-16T00:03:57.946-04:00'Things break but can be fixed. There are <em>more important parts of life</em>..'.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-19847759558587378852009-07-07T11:12:00.015-04:002009-07-07T12:33:50.569-04:0024th<a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355753774444582818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhekpoxEjuYOopKJXgOGlC-FpqkmLBP0dmJ7_T4d5Ln3s2lS40CcnGbGKk7mxafqCNEuH4J0GsWB3oNhn-sSNd-FaTtHnvd050Qs_-SN3GpVdU2Pkj8Zlpyt3m5y2T1OZOTzx1BPZiC_Kk/s400/bday.jpg" border="0" /><a> </a><br /><div align="left"><em>the bestestgreatest birthday gift ever, ---</em></div><div align="right"><em>is the time when i can celebrate my birthdays with them by my side.</em></div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"><br /></div></a><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-39318418119749598922009-06-09T03:47:00.003-04:002009-06-09T04:07:56.416-04:00today's such an unlucky day for me.<br />firstly i had to deal with the clueless guy at the jabatan.<br />then now, i have to deal with one of the budget airlines.<br />fml. really.<br /><br />i think i have to pay again for the unconfirmed booking cos aint sure if my payment has been transferred. called up and asked and they asked me to wait til 1705. one hour+ to go. yet it seems like forever.<br />if the money has been transferred. sayonara to my rm256. how many kolomees i can buy with rm256. =( then meaning i am so fucked up. paid so much just for the two exactly same tics.<br /><br />this is what happened, i logon to my account and make the booking, and whilst i was trying to make my payment, it says error. so fine.<br />i relogin and went through the same process again. cos i thought my previous booking was cancelled. i know i'm stupid. so then this time, after 3 attempts (all which says error!), finally i could get the tics and all. but with an extra rm50 in total. so fts i said. what can i do right. i had to book it anyways and if i keep procrastinating, the tics price could be different again.<br />then after making the payment and stuff, i went to see my itinerary through the account and there are two bloody bookings!!!!!!! one is in confirmed status while the other isn't! fml. really fml.<br /><br />then i called up the call centre which costs me another rm4.50 (with some patience and anxieties) to see if they can cancell the unconfirmed booking for me. and no was the answer and was told that i have to wait til 17:05 to see if the booking will be automatically removed. and if the payment has been transferred, then fml.<br />sometimes i really prefer to do things manually, even if it is more inconvenient and troublesome.<br />double the price. dahlah wasted extra rm50. the first tic that i initially getting was rm85, and the second was rm110.<br /><br />if that happens again, i'm gonna be so damn sure to go back to that specific section to check my itenerary from there. so that the history wouldn't repeat itself. wtf.<br />damn worried now.<br />fts. don't ever ask me to book airtics not with the stupid connection, ever.<br />2 more bookings to go. wtf.<br />arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :'(.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-65057308146362999412009-05-28T13:29:00.002-04:002009-05-28T14:04:29.644-04:00Abusei read about the news of a mother who abused her 5-year old son.<br />and it really saddens me.<br />brendan and people close to me always say my children will be in... like military camp next time and i'll train them like soldiers. prolly i am always deemed to be a fiece person, particularly when i deal with kids. and i'm sure no kids will like me, too anyways cause i'm not a loving person and i can't just put up a friendly and loving face and play with them or say what cute lah this lah that lah etc. and pretend to be so happy and so love the kids when i'm actually not. i just can't bring myself to doing that.<br />mayb cos i never liked kids and toddlers. i only love babies. but, when they reach 1 year old.. the love just stop growing. wtf. teramat cute or very obedient toddlers, then lain crita lah okie. that one i sure sayang kau kau.<br /><br />but then the news came alive and it really touched me. my heart seriously ache when i saw the picture of the back of the boy. mylord, one whole patch of bruises.<br />and i don't want to go to that extend of abusing my own kids next time. gee. scary. and really kesian that boy!<br /><br />and and TMR IS MY LAST DAY OF WORK. ok, wait. not tmr. since it's already like 5 mins to 2am, so it's officially MY LAST DAY OF WORK. wtf.<br /><br />breakkkkkkkkkkk. how i long for this long break. but i guess i'll miss the lovely and helpful coworkers and the times i had while i work. i learnt hellalot of things. and i really have no qualms and regrets at all. i guess i did the right choice. (at least for once in my life, wtf.)<br /><br />the qi, if u're reading this: i MADE IT!i'm finally done and all through with it!!! =D remember how i was in doubts when i told u this before i took up the offer?? ahhaaha.<br /><br />but i've got so many things to do, for the next 3 weeks. =(<br />whatmore to complain when there's no time limit for hellalotof things like sleep, tv, online etc. i can do whatever i want. life's a bliss when i've got unlimited sleep per day. =D.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-28482404725861233852009-05-24T13:15:00.002-04:002009-05-24T23:23:39.317-04:00A Decision Made.i ponder and wonder, is <em>this </em>the right thing to do?<br />i'm scared.<br />but i dont have a choice, do i?.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-48795687056525862622009-05-11T12:44:00.002-04:002009-05-11T14:51:20.688-04:00cimbclicks.<br />ihateyouso.sonotefficient.wtflah.<br />no,i dont want to spend anymore ringgit for all the calls to the hotline and/or make a few more trips to the atm/bank to reset everything!!!!! arghhhh!!!<br />it's kinda stupid,really.<br />whats with the online banking if it's so cacated? comonlah.<br />we thought we could makes our lives easier by having everything done from home, but apparently that's not the case! and we <em>still</em> need to frequent our trips to the bank/atm just to sort out the problem this cimbclicks is giving us. wtfisthisshit, <em>you</em> tell me!<br /><em>you</em> guys should do something about it! pleaselah. fts..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-68946948851793001212009-05-07T23:20:00.002-04:002009-05-07T23:28:26.440-04:00i got fu at work. fi.<br />but..but i finally got something done. bliss..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-58131371125047821142009-04-28T12:16:00.002-04:002009-04-28T12:18:45.839-04:000.02heartache kaukau.<br />a crack on the hinge can cost me a lot.<br />and to have it operated to get it fixed, makes me even more heartache.<br />why me. why i have to be the 0.02%.<br /><br />whatturfis that. tell me..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-23623507618272233382009-04-21T14:31:00.002-04:002009-04-21T14:49:34.067-04:00it's officially2 months, baby.<br />T.W.O. freaking months just passed just like that. o.0<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">but</span> 6 more effing weeks to go before i could have my nails painted in red again. sodamnsadcase.<br />so bah!<br /><br />i stumbled across something in hk mid last year and have been eyeing for that something since then. and i've finally come across one that i really LOVE just now after close to one freaking year. and now i'm doubting whether should i get it or not... people say we should reward ourselves and pamper ourselves a little by splurging on something really good for ourselves for all the shitty hardwork has already (yet for me) paid off right... but..<br /><br />is it really that true?.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-29048061692137626962009-04-17T10:36:00.011-04:002009-04-21T14:50:36.666-04:00Kuching Photo Hunt<div align="center">nelsonthebil and i joined the Kuching Photo Hunt on Sunday. If <a href="http://www.akiraceo.com/">jien</a> and <a href="http://sleepyhao.blogspot.com/">hao</a> are here, would have asked you two to join pun! So yeah, although my group (group 11) did not win, but still, i had a lot of fun, snapping the whole day and meeting a lot of nice people who have the same passion as i am. as the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. it was fun mingling and hanging out with the group of people who have the same interest as you. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">The event lasted the whole day, from 7.30am-9pm. thankedgod, i was not working on monday.<br /><br />we were divided into around 4 persons per group, and there were more than 10 groups. Each group was chauffeured by the team leader. Each group was then given a set of 25 questions. And all the answers are in pictures form. We were flagged off at 9am. We then went around Kuching to snap the pictures (as the answers) for the questions. Submission for the pictures was at 4.30pm. We went to as far as jong's crocodile farm, pitcher plants garden and semenggoh wildlife centre to get our shoots. (i mean it was great to be able to go such places on opportunity like this. not like we can go there anytime we want after all.) And for the rest of the questions, we scoured around the town area for the answers.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">3 of us even walked from gambir fish market to the sarawak state mosque. go figure.<br /><br />so it was indeed, an adrenaline rushed event as we had to make sure we managed to answer all the questions within the limited time frame that we had. On top of that, we had to sit down, upload the pics by each one of us, select the ones we would like to submit, and then go through all the pics again, just to select the best answer to be submitted in.<br /><br />Although majority of them, okie, like all of them (i guess) were using nicecanggih dslrs and were equipped with all sorts of accesories and lenses, and i did, indeed feel inferior with my normal compact, but still i am happy with some of my shots. and most importantly it was the experience, exposure and fun that matter the most.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br />after having our dinner together, there was some photos sharing sessions. i was amazed to see that there are a lot of great photographers out there. and their pics were really really great!!! compared to mine, mine kacang only! and i really love activity/event as such. if got explorace or whatnots, i want to join pun! cos very fun i feel. very challenging!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br />here are some of the pics! </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325673048269482370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAw0lK3jF7N2PYku8nrQm4qtlpi-uSlhQ7KKSvLT0WY7Gv4B7jV31G9p91af6vJ9r5Eb3KqKQeY3sX-onVu-SWtR-97SCR7JP7ofw41KXYVq6938Hw3OcO1vdi2am8NjuN-2scIHS7OQU/s400/IMG_0756.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">#1 trying to figure out where the answers should be and which destination should we head to first.<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325673051985152498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWjeBeno0LEasV08UDOJ0YHCmkQtWlWPbYy5GnP9mcMs85EkPkL3ojtaiCHPB4IBLOGByOw1FJnbEvGcwTIL0Hm6mNnqvrp_hdvIUy47sbA6t0x2MHKA-Owy27-hrb7bAQu_Eiqo8wvU/s400/IMG_0758.JPG" border="0" /> #2 answering the first question.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325671331522151682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutjoLiFgDPbxjCR9w2AE7zfcb0fBwIhFENoEtY_GXyvGsIg42DJuPqY2aqSTbyNH9llqUpu5U-qoC7YSoV-W0iv48zZgO6JAQZpFJYX6lYHzrmGNbMvcz_xKHabQ0OgbOEpmt-FtrLBw/s400/IMG_1018ps.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="center">#3 one of the many random and unrelated shoots that i took.<br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center"><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325671334389112178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf4GSMfQUzmqp3YVD2y_PgzpR9-89hEngUEesGpw9W7jeWF3JnGfU-o8dHhv2OzJVLHpxHEOIoH0cvFPJJuDiA1-5FOq9oF0ZCH2Qh6-v8cdVUoXm_DEemXTThMxfclsQ61P-RNHgQ_z8/s400/IMG_1017ps.jpg" border="0" /></a> #4 again, random shots.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325671328118792818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDuKFeLrptG4WeM7vOL1UdGzuw5Tr26xyyhLsKIcg6_CLnNXWx4oGzEeajAgv_JyHxUnxj1dSzl6lPqk1kmAL0A50KtjP3kTCN4hJcU38gZLAzITyX2f7Kr5MpTF2gOZm5Qe4_IlK-TU0/s400/IMG_0999ps.jpg" border="0" /></a> #5 so random again. </div><div align="center">took this when i was telling the johorian team member that this is kuihjala, one of the tradisional kuihs.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325671325312415138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ZTwBC_E1vk5EcIHw4nUfJQk8k3q4ZZnMrWtaGZIdtoUcLBnAtWcbCbd_KBTgrdj6UbLzdYgsKJMXPj76snL59rP1cDf4NsASrudfOTR4v4PRg6YRCEs1cfABfreKDrx5Ogxpp5vJCLA/s400/IMG_0981ps.jpg" border="0" /></a>#6 amazed to see so many types of grains.<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325671321023719170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1qPf2lluELbhUXn7l7GYPCuGxSywhyxxJ0Ykd1MLHKaiaGtlOyyUlC8wocOhkYLhVYbDPYLUJILPZoA7pchMsTKQrwv2TZmJJ-vQ0L3Spy8085RX2ahzWZEWutez3GPfzfSnHumFxPII/s400/IMG_0812ps.jpg" border="0" /></a>#7 pitcher plants. one of my fav shots.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325671779661303138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRFKDcpbujpsuwh-TSeCGbQe8UwxgLKdNqWCWWKIlzg2GSp1KH99HVB1u2D7reit0mSodWI3_6_y1J_sytZuAjI9_7OYOaAGuprJVfrsE96b-Jj-R4uxe8BR6zqDirV6h2xO8wehLZxeE/s400/IMG_1037ps.jpg" border="0" /></a>#8 my team members.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br />so anyways, i did have a lot of fun. wheee. and nelsonthebil's group won 3rd prize (each winner was given a binocular (nikon's). 1st-3rd prize all get binoculars lah, different sizes only! and non winners like me, brought back some worthwhile memories and experience. <div align="center"></div><br /></div><div align="center"></div></div>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-82170587493708477392009-04-16T23:47:00.006-04:002009-04-17T00:22:01.832-04:00ouch<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325509227122727186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiqhPKzwPCFK9AxzqHrqHQNvnivgHUFQocPCM9u_HmTXnD9zXmCIeimKbBZUk4WP_z8FBOLfYvZrN4mg203nX-nCmOdpLmOuo6dvLqLEidwKniW1oKKAm8YH_Oa-Ity5PFBfNEFrHXHCY/s400/IMG_1066.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">this stupid cut had my thumb bled profusely.<br />and left a couple of bloodstains on papers,books, and my clothes. wtf.</p><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325509231456133394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjsiYqpz1IC-IqVcXuJ-clPiOm2d4qOhiS58JNMusaYkOkoOOXVVy_g9HvTWFgev6fKlfSLlGH-sIAkGYRtdf2GOq6bEoDrk4HTZSyjDk9Qr-u8aj0Otv0ZEIuUU4OpIGxx82PanCDe5w/s400/IMG_1067.JPG" border="0" /></p>a day later.<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNPG7MT89Szvd22xYOx8To8mmqxAwPQOpUlg5fKdNnAN3sSUL02TiucmtY6oxjVTGscCBqp_opCrqsFlul0y4XoUcwRyBG5bLn00EIiMfc85k1ptdrX6Qtg64x6d_EOHBJuVLjiZcbEJw/s1600-h/IMG_1066ps.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-22653597226041267622009-04-10T13:15:00.006-04:002009-04-10T15:48:19.093-04:00senseless moronwas out for confenssions of a shopaholic (am disappointed with the movie- dull storyline; expected more scenes of becky does the shoppings, didnt really like the way she dresses, albeit all these, i was touched by the scene where she turned up at the church for suze's wedding and the hug that reconciled the friendship, and i adore hugh dancy!).<br /><br />so anyways, we were late for the 8pm movie. there was these 3 inhumane humans who reached the lift before we did and they just bloody let the lift close knowing goddamn well that we were hastily quicken our footsteps to get into the lift too. so nelsonthebil who was ahead of us managed to prevent the door from closing, got into the lift first, followed with 4thsissoh and then me, and guess what?<br /><br />that stupididiot guy just let the goddamneddoor close and i suspect he didn't even press the door open button. i had just stepped my right foot onto the lift. and the door just close and hit me on my head and arm. nelsonthebil didn't managed to press the button as he too, had just stepped into the lift and was basically giving ways for the two of us to get into the lift. that bloody guy just stood there and let the door close.<br /><br />hope my what the fuck! could haunt him+the other two forever. cis. so inconsiderate. some more talk like so angmohs like that. angmohs wouldn't be so not gentleman lo. 4thsissoh asked me 'eh, ok anot you.' i said 'partial concussion. pain lah. what else. stupid wan. didnt even press the button wan.' <em>you</em> heard that, atrocious dumbass?<br /><br />i don't give a shit about how other ppl dress and all that shits, and no offence to whoever who dress up nicely and carry guccis or lvs and whatnots, like seriously. but i really behtahan those ppl who dress up like so keh si, buoyantly and proudly flashing their <em>branded</em> accessories like that yet don't even have manners. so here you go, fycheapos.<br /><br />anyways, my lousy cacated 3210 or 3120 whatever model it islah, dont matter, has finally decided to die on me. fts cause i need to spend money again. everyone says it's time cos i'm way too outdated and am known to using lousyoldphones, yet i don't feel the need to getting a new phone and pray to God that the phone will be ok tmr so i don't have to spend money to get a new one. wtf.<br /><br />fastandfurious was awesome! but van diesel is scarry. why does he look so robotic wan. but paul walker, god.. maybe because he (and hugh dancy) has nicee teeth!<br />why is hugh dancy so cuteeeee. where to find a someone who looks gorgeous and has nice set of teeth like hugh dancy and paul walker!! i am immensely charmed by these two fellas.<br /><br />may i dream of hugh dancy later when i sleep. wtf.<br />i only have 3 hours sleep now. shit..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-36270353041594051792009-04-09T12:13:00.009-04:002009-04-09T15:35:14.587-04:00total random<div align="center"><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322768177543953362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF5dMHFUnCdM_lCPnEjcTU7ovPgInS9-lSM8XGRQTL4fry1cKhmPGt7oO8UP3TQmk70UlEDHHpDFTzgOPA4LFZayP9mYOsEI2TBdO6GdUPf97jhKbp4UfYuoCZmg_q5RRFDuiLSU0Qyvs/s400/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" /></a>mrday brings sushine into my life.<br />didn't know vicenzi's tastes amazingly good.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322768170091596674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghf2QibSwWaKKpiQxCCvYXoQopdjvQ1fDv08WrrQm57pdZO_YXayM64FiuVscipIZhx3djpHpP60WWK7c2Gckx9UsL2gFEKHieAFeAjP9g8ipLZuJDOXxHSJ_6ya-iHxnGTH8zoeWKayw/s400/IMG_0530.JPG" border="0" /></a> the miniature orange that always comes in odd numbers of pieces (say 7, and sometimes there are 9 too)<br />yes, i counted each time before i popped them into my mouth.<br />and<br />everybody started joining me (to count the number of pieces per orange)<br />just to prove me wrong.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322775366232065778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmtedSPNg0T4vWpFLaQOlk4TUp-LgKAjAaw2DRmIpXxhsTOETJ8Nh7mGezWmCvTh9wR4DzV9XT8tjP25S6e7O613nG66m2btVcYe3tRfM4Ne6Mq3hjai8yPcsHVnRqo2_vPEv9n106Veo/s400/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" />i dropped my jaw upon seeing the price. it's so ridiculously overpriced.<br />it should not be that expensive.<br />conversion+importing fares,<br /><div align="center">it should be more or less rm20 instead of a freaking, say, what? 33.99?<br />damn unfair.<br />why is our buying power here is equivalent to zero?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322768168622271218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12jfYI4NNUpJjJwZSFhyphenhyphen6r5mQJBKN7oqVv5KOYf-WMDUxeZ1H5zTnZhXtrWmrpxSNNXTKyG8puI1YjOkt0glASCKfBttWYKWEdbUP-dq1JyEc1G-SN0-KDnJd_w17Q_UdxC-ahTmc9Gk/s400/IMG_0514.JPG" border="0" /></a> the squishy otak.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322765252818688850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3TIUC1R3nl-kP9M_m329yiJEVLguU_R1hz_2u4xuunpIQZbj8zEisqOK3mFZl5ys0SsgiXLZthMDKq13UjbqczJFpNC13Ixo2R406yPNZS0AMJzRL5SM-ehqF8py2l-XgtuyU2N7yTE/s400/DSCN0987.JPG" border="0" /> hunter, i miss you. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center"><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322765253206672386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi24xYgYN5hp7_whNvpGzPe6aUIvl03QcH_IsuhktJ3u2GgZGNXFae-Af6AeROwsgJ9Wixiq56iWJixbxhJGU3gGh7EJnTDG6fukkbyV0JIRIbT3zjLQKCqHTBVC1Jp2GPxOfxAcDpm4Yw/s400/DSCN0744.JPG" border="0" /></a> and you looked damn cheeko here, hunter.<br /><br /><br /></p><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322765245060081090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMSrIQPA1xNKb3UiOcDZp2b-80MaqztotUKHbErl9RZVW4bRUAFInnNRZLS6y0nLxghX6cM3F_AB6DkLkp7fuNCDIcp-4Lb8EgJJtQfX6u9L4qtvSdF-nPSc3xdcNB4IFHP1Fg0dmkJM/s400/DSCN1005.JPG" border="0" /></a> thedamncute tictactoe.<br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322765241841671762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmvKFfeLqm0Jzj0NQuiQNPoG54J1p3D5f_qNkEK53iMLiREQcp3YKV7SToqjrYNr6PzKrrjaYWRZSVs5OHFk_3v5pc8XslXFQKgN86T2uZW4avbgoCuiwtL1ID_cWEMS1fF5f539UrtzM/s400/DSCN1788.JPG" border="0" /></a>the tandoori chicken that i cooked. damn hodoh, but quite nice actually!<br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322765244799101890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHLcDiIBVTIpxMBD67qMNKyuWzQe8F8pappjSirNkvxwpQSpaWThpqz9PCeQrWcoT1z2gu96skkOvbkFV1cR7x6encrZ0yPcusv2Gk_4ljvZu-cJLr6hDFzvA7H8Zw13KSkjYvTVfCD-8/s400/DSCN0056.JPG" border="0" /></a>the fragile but heavy stuff that travelled across 2 oceans.<br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758424157864130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5lSwEKod-_2lk1G8mhe43wumtnrs3Kdf-77C3U-tSvO2uGiTifIhQVZVShbEBA5m5K8KCAKy9WfYVCieHKkQfcnc1eTQMQf6Gt1oDdsvkoJJAni3QQhAhkeL8CnDR18Vm8cAny0-3Mqo/s400/DSCN0018.JPG" border="0" /></a> the lo t'ng and some veggies with lotsa garlic! =D<br /><br /></div><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758417688497570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXtHlL-yzQ3Mo3QC33xRp-BdWxwkFXrUadPLJ6-AKay2Ogt3F22moWLopPgMeO9kgvNYfeG44mYCIbTgJ1Hd0lI97UR9iGEXflI37VuD7c-QVQ7_0mKQFQsmujuAfknDY5eGfybu1N48/s400/DSCN2518.JPG" border="0" /></a> mashed potatoes, salad and steak.<br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758414271645394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg35DwZw_l5USccNruxOCKm5kj7mFSA9RVMo6jNCzsW1yGqMgFvgPFwzb-CB1vP1HFPcToUS_qYvzSfp14BvjXGzoprBZR3W0gVBl-0qp3_Rc7H5wy4-7kkeoA-bImj8dyKa88HOd4nJ8A/s400/DSCN9978.JPG" border="0" /></a>wow bao. i missmissmiss.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758409734926290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB0g64VXk0XX-4x6SlH672rKH-tx3i9AxbPew37edJddgNlCa46LExwuYxmPeyjcuABgeGp-nUufgfqQbYHreVwlmc0BOBfPs15Th-zUIhhs6osJRYISoDhKsVVAV57W5mtK4eB4mgZGw/s400/DSCN0168.JPG" border="0" /></a> onionblossomtasteslikeheaven.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758404850927842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhU03AJQqdKkee3aJgmJ9x2XQhQFTcwpzh01nZ1lXdhRq0xHR0jWGae09xwGZKaGRWWKg7pQMYANN59wdc6XKXW6GtyJRwJaQ3zhIkhIi_3cxc713pnJQJ2b1bmWEapJu60-6NIyA7asE/s400/DSCN0080.JPG" border="0" /></a> kimchikimchimyfav.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322753575260719650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0FYhTGKcC09l93DJ9avZeHFipCw0t-g3T86xMyj4jCC7Zb4jD5d2V_D_g4I8usmFtsdjVjTT6nashfVRavHk7ga4tu0e_EZpkmwjbl4OteeiuCVbfv9TWHL5Io8-jACeA80EZyH2qs8o/s400/DSCN0028.JPG" border="0" /></a> the tired princess.<br /><br /><br /><div><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322753569073345426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihmoSlFjFyJJfSsuAmz91LqOVZ-pyeJjSQaS-i6QBbCR_2X6vp9xy58Z4O4k-5HrZXYrO2oLaRvE3cm_5YXZhoofcLUm-1keTglt-KlxxfvcU0dPo8648UFGExGGQuQYuUzLvErfXrb3g/s400/DSCN9999.JPG" border="0" /></a>i heard krispykreme's gonna be in msia soon.<br />wooott. and,<br />wendy's, we need you here, too.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322753564344133410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKvBOQuOVLIMUU2IyHoqk7qxEAz54JyhayxXYW4LAOhQ_NEIFlWc9U6Tdcv8NObhQT-Z3SWVdLrMe8VOxSlvM6hK_NfpUyX5rM0QNUlJJJuJfy1gJwUQkZiqty82vNA-ONqtj1V4q5dE/s400/DSCN1724.JPG" border="0" /></a>the chicken porridge.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322753560191386610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU7MkhXMfomIKQI3BFzlR_xrfHaT9hBHe5tz2maTpORP_mHXS6jGbOqlW_Gbbjj38DRNgleSfxp0ASdjYzk3DFK5zrHmm2lUpHERFMZg2_HXelXVB7DX0fe9zhA-H7vXiJUfLSA_PcGxI/s400/DSCN1748.JPG" border="0" /></a> i burnt the chocs.<br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322753556839286466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4oMyPtPqw72NLZZPGGquLIMP8H6GhnWkM-aGavqHq2XP9XCAqwQQNjLCU6gOwPulot1KEk25rUP4azwsslDbmVYdDYkJ_awJQEa19G2MgW3XqssUiWRTSetfFzNu3FSa0Ajby6s3CBgc/s400/DSCN1645.JPG" border="0" /></a> the bloodysickly egg.<br /></div></div></div></div><br /></div>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-7945084417235428332009-04-08T12:14:00.002-04:002009-04-08T12:36:57.842-04:004thsissoh and i were at memory lane earlier to grab a present paper and a card, and whilst browsing through the pink multipurpose pouch which she ended up buying just because it's pink. wtf i was looking through the rack in search for a new keychain, ar then she suddenly shouted out my name and said 'your armanie is here too! wtf.' and i almost had an heartattack seeing a few of armanie's newphews. (cos they were not there the last time i went). and armanie seems old as i got it in january. so newphewslah tu. wtf.<br />damn kena heartattack sial..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-10232554705333573792009-04-07T23:58:00.000-04:002009-04-08T12:14:01.682-04:00happy birthday.<br />and i hate you..c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-28355501735754022642009-04-05T13:18:00.007-04:002009-04-05T14:09:32.986-04:00Irrelevant.<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321261027326485234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircjd0pYm7s0YhSIjYR-f8HPRiN3oF-trkv4o-13qJhCg99pFt0HLKI-2MDj7DqcMnjAD4LHnlrbo3eufbyPofm7Wb1Ymou7QlBIcBWkJD5Igvci2zCSSufR2Jfijwj9EocZ4_ALQ8M8Y/s400/IMG_0697.JPG" border="0" />eh, you all know what this kuih is called?</div><div align="center">i mean i call it toh tau (peanuts) kuih, but right i just could not find the toh tau kuih recipe in the internet. i damn suka this kuih. perhaps i got the name wrong or something.</div><div align="center">so hard to find this kuih sometimes cause i think there are not many people selling traditional kuihs these days. what happen to those vendors/aunties who made or sell kuihmuihs ah. </div><div align="center"></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321264647950460322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNpiW871fTgk0IwHBcGYouH8gOV_RV5H3zAsuRzJmfQPkGRr2LLdjU-ELCNV-EA6ftn-ygYL6BFoF4vp-NU0zIcH8F-9qR5fDbuS8wb9eB8lY5OM3NKXUATmMaGTjlLpbMIdom3P0ud-E/s400/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" /> i was so happy when i found out yongkwang actually sells this kuih.<br />the texture for the skin/dough skin is damnnnnnn perfect.<br />somemore the toh tau kuih damn huge. it's so worth the rm0.5.<br />damn niceeeeee. slurpslurp. but right, it would be even more yummylicious if more sugar is added to the filling.<br /><br /><br /><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321261025464172994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ncn-NXzUAMPRIJqKr9IpNkcL3XbS-qYDjpMut7XltlXKvnJIUkg_lJZXc5B2PvFgdMjb3FICTiep-hesIV16y1bV-Gq12cx2-yyPRzz1on6kVowSh74K9P6gURMHyGviJ11Z2B5wB9E/s400/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /></a> pink (depending what shades) is among my fav colours.<br />but not to the extent to having a pink monitor.<br />my babygreyyie is dying. T_T<br /></p><a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321261018830417506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgauQFr2hVkkK5BeUbeDUqoLUIfqiQCTDG5XrwNe0K0KacartHGY_Q-DKM_5E3k2c160Xset0wpkyJVHf6j9UCb0fUSX3apafverjGeBm-7QUjy49k40_ts7ou5598Sb-LdloV48hcAatY/s400/armanie.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>was having dinner at tamankereta last night. and 4thsissoh who was sitting across me, signaled me and said, eh your duplicated armanie is overthere. see the lady with the big pink bag?<br />i turned over and caught a glimpse of armanienotwo. wtf.<br />the lady was like very far from us so i could not really see it that clearly.<br />so i really hope it's not armanienotwo. wtf.</p><p align="center">it is now officially monday, 6.4.<br />and i am having monday blues.<br />i hope this shitty problem could be over soon.<br />so i do not have to live in fears<br />and deal with shits<br />all the time.<br />FTS.</p><p align="center">i hate mondays,<br />tuesdays,<br />wednesdays,<br />and,<br />thursdays.<br />and<br />fridays.<br />well,<br />fridays used to be my fav day among the week.<br />but somehow because of that stupid prob,<br />i hate fridays now.<br />wtf<br />and and,<br />ohyea.<br />i hate<br />sundays, too.<br />wtf. </p>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650257677925169075.post-76434910590195018622009-04-03T11:07:00.007-04:002009-04-03T13:05:47.423-04:00A Reminder<a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320506457389957026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44iDfovaokbX6IlBUXF3ISXpO8upJMPaLxwHdTYvcCOUAgb7415dk-6wr-bdm5vdQuhiO5H_dDAJ3J9q-AqDwsIN6rJuv-nFfjOlLxMroKwN2CHKD6EzCQFdBcxxhPp6P3p1_3t6TmZM/s400/DSCN0777.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>i love mrS more than anyone else in the world.<br /><div>he's the bestestever and cutestever dad.</div><div>it's beyond description. </div><div>and he, is my everything.<br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>he (and mdmY) was the sole reason i decided to come back to kuching.</div><div>cause i wanted to spend more quality time with them and to make up the loss- things that i did not do (spending time with them and all) whilst i was in pg.</div><div>i took up the job offer cause i thought i only have to work like 6 hours per day and i could spend my morning and evening time at home, meaning i will have ample time to spend time with them.</div><br /><div></div><div>sometimes i have to prepare and finish my work in the morning, and sometimes i wake up late, so sometimes mrS has to be alone (while i am in the midst of completing my work and mdmY is away), doing his own readings and all that by his own.</div><div>my fault (for waking up late etc), i know.</div><div>my heart ache everytime i see him from afar, thinking about how lonely he is, </div><div>if none of us is by his side.<br /></div><div>i think my parents have aged.</div><div>and they (mrS in particular) look much older now.. =(</div><br /><div>my dad has been telling me a lot about stuff, like how my mom and my family would be if he's gone. who would be taking care of my mom and the houses. who should he give his properties to and all that. and that we will not be able to come back home in time if anything happens to him. le sigh. in return, i always shrug off all his doubts and questions by telling him that he should not be worrying so much cause he will be fine and he will have long life. and finish off with a warning that i hope he will never bring up the subject again cause wah beh suka tia. </div><div>but somehow he will bring up the subject again.. from time to time. and that really stresses me up sometimes.. cause i am scared to face it should the time comes.</div><br /><div>and tonight, he brought up the subject again when we were watching niang jia. </div><div>each time and whenever he brings up the subject he will cast out his disappointments (will elaborate further should there be any stuff that provoke me to write about that)</div><div>and i am scared i will and have to dissapoint him by any means, even if it means it is not my will to disappoint him.</div><div>sometimes it is really not up to me to decide,pa.<br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>my parents are old. </div><div>i realised i have to learn how to take care of them, as it is now my responsibility to look after them.</div><div>it is not easy..but i'm learning..</div><div>sometimes i wish that my elder sisters will be here at home with me. so i need not to bear with this, alone. at least there's somebody to guide me and at least there will be more people around. instead of just the three of us.</div><br /><div></div><div>i cannot bear the thought of leaving them behind.</div><div>i cannot bear the thought of not having them around.</div><div>is it the last 2/3 months that i have?</div><div>no, i do not know.<br /><div>and no, i do not want to know either.</div></div><div></div><div>whatever it is,<br />life is short, fragile and priceless.</div><div>this is a piece of reminder for me,</div><div>to treasure and to love them as much as i could. </div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320503642439303234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBJ5GqKxLPejun0PgSHXVoMy9KUMTaaMIviciiG8WMNc-dtNrrW4KrvBw08wz6x9oqWu2Y3vAel77ycoWb64AVV6ReR3QR1StDuCjLShb1hYKDcG0NoVw4D2CuEUxlxYyGK7pUboP13z8/s400/DSCN0347.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44iDfovaokbX6IlBUXF3ISXpO8upJMPaLxwHdTYvcCOUAgb7415dk-6wr-bdm5vdQuhiO5H_dDAJ3J9q-AqDwsIN6rJuv-nFfjOlLxMroKwN2CHKD6EzCQFdBcxxhPp6P3p1_3t6TmZM/s1600-h/DSCN0777.JPG"></a>.c.h.e.r.r.y.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04243244377621947389noreply@blogger.com0