Paris, je t’aime

this movie is one of the best i have ever seen. it just brings back so many happy happy memories and warm fuzzy feelings that only paris can ignite.i will have to go back there one day...thanks ilham for lending me the movie!!!

abstraction

its the day after the second day of being paid to stand around. its 11.42 pm, but earlier (and now i think) the weather is lovely. Lovely? At night?yup, it was! if only malaysian weather was like this all the time, cool and super windy. my neighbors wind chimes have not stopped chiming since i got home, its really a lovely sound. on the other hand, the wind is whistling through the windows, freaky but cool at the same time. cool because you know it must be really howling out there.ok. so we volunteered to ... volunteer with some halal conference, ...

Goldilocks

in my...... okay where i live, there's these bunch of kids who are blonde. which is weird because we live in the malay-est kampung in the world. its funny to see some blonde kids running around, chatting to the old folks, helping their mom/gram at the stalls. and i don't care what this computer says. i spell blond with an e. blond just looks stumpy

this week in history

"Pick up your chin there's a saint on the mendOn a burnt out estate born of bones that don't bendComing back stealing hearts pulling throughBrand fire new" 'Mary on the mend - Cherry Ghost'ummm...well i just like that song.so i am 20 now, old, yes i know. but nowadays 20 is still young, i think. back in the old days 20 was when you were like, really adult. but nowadays i think that age has been pushed back to 25.lotsa stuff happening/happened this november. ok, my birthday, yeah. then the merdeka tennis festival which i so badly wanted to go to ...

2 down, 2 more to go……

Ahhh....exam time. don't you just love the feeling? luxuriating in piles of papers and stacks of books, which caress your fingers ever so gently..Paper cut you say? Why, never! they wouldn't dream of such a thing! the poor dears...all they want is for us to SUFFER!!!!!!!!ah yes. I.HATE.EXAMS.its not just the never ending studying, the guilty 4 hour breaks after each half an hour of perusing over scribbles which were conjured up in place of actual notes. its the whole experience. the not-knowing-where-you-stand. WHAT DO THEY WANT FROM ME???!!!???s ...

CYC

on friday night i went to watch the semifinals for the Champions youth cup, Manchester United vs Flamengo. we got there 10 minutes into the match, on on our way to the seat we say this guy, a flamengo fan, screaming his heart out in pure unadultered passion (or it could have been madness, who's to know? he was speaking portuguese) anyways, thinking it wouldn't be wise to sit anywhere near a rampaging latinook thats allmalas laaaaaaaa

Singaporoars

Mood: OptimismListening to: her in these lightsReading: was reading picoultWatching: some disney movie bout a cute toasterEating: nasi ayamDrinking: waterSo Singapore….lets see. The bus was okay, comfortable enough although me seat was a wee bit cramped with all the bags since the overhead compartment was full. Funny thing was that the bus (this was executive coach) stopped at the Sungai Besi toll Rest stop and went out to buy us all McDonalds breakfast. You’d think an executive coach would serve you nicer food, or at least not buy it on the way ...

Mafia Wars

Here’s how it works. Everyone sits in a circle making sure you don’t touch your neighbors. There is a game master guess; he’s the one who will instruct everyone on what to do. So the circle represents a village, and everyone is a villager. First all the villagers must close their eyes. Then the games master will randomly select 3 people out of the villagers to be mafia, by quietly tapping them on their shoulder. After he has done this, he will announce, mafia, wake up, and the three chosen mafia will open their eyes. Then the each mafia points at ...