papa-papa-paparazzi.

...and i tried Guiness wey!!!

actually it tastes like any other beer.

people say its very kao, but i cant tell.

actually, i like beer, only with the condition that there's food.

heah. so, if pair up with muruku, that'll be best.

actually, i'd drink alcohol as long there's food to pair it up with.

like, whites with seafood and white meat, reds with red meat.

i once did an oyster followed immediately with white wine, and it is the awesome.

hmm. and oh i read the newspaper today, and TARahmans great-granddaughter came on the second page. for those who you didn't read, the topics about racial unity. like, dishing out ideas like ticking off the race check box, because we're better of classified as Malaysians.

its not enough. so she came up with a better idea: taking off the Malay rights as well. Outrageous, but seemingly sensible. her opinion was like mine, actually, for the past few days. i mean, how can we see each one other as equal, when we know someone out there is getting higher opportunities in education, work and so on?

i am not saying i hate Malays. i love them! actually in fact i think Malaysia is a beautiful place, and everyone knows that. the real problem we're supposed to focus on is management.

to tell the truth, i think the way we(and being educated) about patriotism is totally wrong. being patriotic is not about squinting your eyes at the imperfections of our country and say, 'yeah, i'm proud." NO. in my opinion, being patriotic bukan sahaja cinta kepada negara/sanggup berkorban untuk negara and all that, but being aware of the country's issues and if we cant do anything about it, VOICE OUT!!! thats the best way of being heard.

for those of you who hate Malaysia, don't be silly. even if your not religious, God put you in this land for a purpose. Enough said. Give it a thought la. Being ignorant of country and living in your own world is just plain, SELFISH. and one word is not enough to say that.

swing swing swing, at the corners of my heart.

i shall never abstain meat again, ever. my gosh.

without my full protein intake, i get really cold, espesh my feet. terrible, i tell you.

i am still cold. brrrrr.



if you tell me to chill again, i will literally shudder.




aaaand speaking of feet.

mamamia arent they pretty? i love iPanema larh.

mmmmm. pretty stuff makes me pretty happy.

til then!

cracking under the strains.

i am done with studying, yet, i cannot let it go.

trials is not that important to me. yet................i dont know la. *parents

my friend from wesley methodist school told me a few people from school broke down, as in crying and all. cuz the teachers piled on tons of homework, not giving a chance to actually read, so its pretty stressful la, not because so much of trials, but the load they have to unwillingly carry. as i used to be a private school kid, i can recall that strain wey.

but for now, i am stressed, because, as how fionna put it, i am not stressed. because i should right? i should feel pressured to at least do something intensive, but i don't/can't/won't/ i really don't know. what the heck is wrong with me, i ask you.

perhaps i shouldn't push so much for trials. its just trials, right?

riiiiiiiggghhhhhhhhhhhtttttttt.

i looooove sticking tabs on books.

i did it on my dads bible. heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee so happy with myself when i did a pretty neat job of it. i should be a librarian!!!!!!!!! :D

anyhoo, about my kuantan trip. it takes about 3 hours to arrive. but you know what?! the tol costs us a freaking rm 19.60 man!!!!!!!!!!! talk about blood suckers. but its worth the wait, because cherating was beautiful, but we didn't drop by the beaches. we went telok cempedak, which is as good as cherating. its the typical perfect beach getaway, with a couple of angmohs scattered here and there. gosh i just had to type that, eh? it was awesome, i tell you. awesome.

the funny part was: i didn't bring my swimsuit along, so i had to wear a tshirt and shorts. and the shirt was white, so i could only have half the fun :( but thats not funny yet. i kinda forgot to bring a fresh pair of underwear.....

as for what happens next, use your imagination.

i shall post pics soon when i feel like uploading them. bye~~~

back from kuantan.

omg. so lazy. ok. i can do this.

i did food and beach and more food at kuantan.

and. err.

brain dead.

you know what you want, but how long can you wait.

the moment when my family told me my dish was better than mum's, i was addicted.

i cook now.

you may gasp, but these are the things i can only do at home. my parents are quarantining me due to their paranoia to the flu paranoia; so i blog, facebook, pet society, watch dramas (both on tv and real life; performed extravagantly by mum, sis and me, observed much to the amusement of my dad), and, of course, study. so i guess this is my newly taken up, favourite(you can say), hobby. and due to much gasps from some of my sceptical pals, yes, i enjoy/indulge in it.

why? not only the satisfaction welling in me when my family likes it pretty much makes the interest worthwhile investing my time in, my dish is filled with more goodies than you can imagine from the average dish. because, my dish is filled with extra love, sweat and energy. and, for a first timer, my stir fried veges are delectable, even though we're a fast-food-meat-super-hate-veges kinda people.

ok, so i'm making a big fuss outta this. but sometimes when you move out of your family and start a new life, you'll get tired of constantly going out to eat the same thing.

aiyah, very tired to convince you who objects my opinion la. don't care. :D

anyhoo, my next dish:

*an attempt to sound professional*

angel hair "saute"ed in olive oil, with stuff like onions, mushrooms, garlic, olives, bell peppers, and other things that i can remember that appeared in dishes in the restaurant. all in all to make it look world-class.



so i guess that's it. i might take a picture of it just to hermherm, show off?

toodles, off to kuantan tomorrow.

oh, the wait.

lawyer?

cosmetologist?

journalist?

pilot? ( which kinda seems pretty much out of the question.)

i don't know, i tell you.


for the past few weeks my mum was telling me about being 17 and still not knowing what i wanted. and so, i might be destined to go form 6 la. not a bad thing, but i still kinda wanna go overseas la...... :(

oh well. i guess i'll just focus on my spm, WHICH IS COMING WITHIN 70+ DAYS IF I'M NOT WRONG......

truthfully, i like the panic. keeps me motivated and going. (which, fyi, makes me feel like grabbing a book to read now.)


haha, hmm. i love playing pet society though, somehow.