tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79962115183779403492024-03-14T08:03:52.194+08:00fashion victimizera pathetic lamentation to resolve unrequited love and dilemma through broken English and hell of a lot grammatical errorUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-30472538758277997952011-09-05T13:45:00.004+08:002011-09-05T14:15:00.978+08:00
<br />people seem to complain everywhere, love is not evident in their life. that the right 'one' is never to be found. evidently, these people are just being crude. if ego does not exist, would we still be lonely? because of the choices in life we make, the way we are brought up and the way we view things in life, man tend to choose based on their own ideal idea of a perfect soul mate.
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<br />criteria;
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<br />tall
<br />skinny
<br />flawless
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<br />what of those of other genre?
<br />we say love is unfair
<br />that the equilibrium of this universe is screwed since love is not given a fair share amount at all.
<br />some suggest that love in only among equals, those of the same status quo. of same ranking and of same taste.
<br />
<br />well, what we never realize is, many adores you but rejection is what you do.
<br />look back, how many rejections have you made and how many rejections have you received?
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<br />never do we appreciate what we have, broken asunder all hopes in every direction thus love never be requited. yes. it is your choice whom to love, and whom to be hate.
<br />yet
<br />never will you realize that the one who would truly cherish you, is the one who has never made the cut.
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<br />preferences;
<br />stop to think. love IS meant for all. only preferences diminished all.
<br />never assume. just embrace.
<br />don't just complain.
<br />try
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<br />*talking rubbish again
<br />fuckUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-14951180784906504162011-08-28T00:40:00.003+08:002011-08-28T01:22:05.125+08:00recuperateall the time in the world, all the money that we have, can never give back what is loss.
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<br />though it seems precious to all, we care not where it befalls. we canter to its limit, jog through all the ticks and yet never are we to remind ourselves of the time we have spent idle. lost. quiet. rested. dead
<br />looking back, i have been foolish.
<br />shot down by the haters. i am been left hollow
<br />outcast, deserted,reprimanded, in short, hated.
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<br />honestly, i have left the world of fashion.
<br />i know its not for me.
<br />but I'm sucked back in.
<br />i am voided.
<br />jagged. wounded.
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<br />i miss having a place of my own. a place to hide from the torturous reality which we exist to knock each other down, to discourage the powerful and disarm the faithful.we are impure of hate. whatever happen, we can never erase such facts. what are we really? we envy and destroy oneself towards what purpose? to succeed while others fail? we hate therefore were human? compassion does not exist. such delusions are of mythical proportions. LIES. never trust a stranger. if we don't then who are we to trust? a mirrored harlot of oneself?
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<br />to hate and to prosper.
<br />that's what is suppose to be.
<br />to succeed is to destroy
<br />that is reality.
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<br />au revoir mon cheri.
<br />Je suis le diable
<br />ne pas le ange
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-61034036470921530252010-05-17T17:08:00.005+08:002010-05-17T18:38:26.474+08:00no more diplomaafter all that had happened thank god i managed to finished my diploma. though it's not the best this was all that was i able to do in such short notice. i dont really care of your negative opinions of my collection. at least its not stolen ideas. its from my own mind and if by chance u've seen it before, its by pure coincidence. not one design is original in this world, just different ways of emulating ideas.<br />the only question that always pop in mind is why does my designs lack futuristic components like what other designers are doing today. my answer is simple. i love the rich costumes of history more than the avant garde silver of tomorrow. it's sincerely based on the man's mind and likes than current trends and styles for their own collection.<br /><br />sorry.<br />with the end result and all the hate, consideration to continue fashion is still doubt. degree is such a blur... maybe i'll continue masscom. maybe..<br /><br />diploma collection:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9nqG8qDvSXVczzUUuYyCESegrrgMO7ptLnTKH4hlN6IXHxFljVDotBKJOPZx107y_OVIVzlNaYwsI_8_a9XqBmMD26ehRe-hYWf1_0oReyu2pOBeq0Tw1W1XW3Ohu0Ess1wMfmlaZ-l0z/s1600/_MG_5273.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9nqG8qDvSXVczzUUuYyCESegrrgMO7ptLnTKH4hlN6IXHxFljVDotBKJOPZx107y_OVIVzlNaYwsI_8_a9XqBmMD26ehRe-hYWf1_0oReyu2pOBeq0Tw1W1XW3Ohu0Ess1wMfmlaZ-l0z/s320/_MG_5273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472164773877244434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQdhC2Kzry7UZmbh4EtdVwgoyQyl3YEa52czEZI6SGQTI0zzu9nXl2qE9QMogO1SrG3zqvpxxD7hyphenhyphenWupnzTIKXQhlwOVtdb1dIm-ry4Ovm7ENNlmk6RVHD4ObmsYW3HXwGJYTZ1ZQpyCPa/s320/_MG_5276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165496620667266" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWr25Q5T-BoDbaiQ0hCU8tpqmqbGJQrX3E8Y0DpiUVPbgmFL4hyHxVLaALTD2V7pJyK9hnhQSvEAQz_Q8eHqSC9IFlgIEc8ocqeLapn7BhPnnynM5PAJmE2vGQoPuhNc-Nl2td9oj2IqaC/s1600/_MG_5274.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWr25Q5T-BoDbaiQ0hCU8tpqmqbGJQrX3E8Y0DpiUVPbgmFL4hyHxVLaALTD2V7pJyK9hnhQSvEAQz_Q8eHqSC9IFlgIEc8ocqeLapn7BhPnnynM5PAJmE2vGQoPuhNc-Nl2td9oj2IqaC/s320/_MG_5274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165492283991490" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-56526538582731213542010-02-27T15:21:00.003+08:002010-02-28T02:48:12.031+08:00Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-52539278524112924312010-02-24T18:15:00.005+08:002010-02-24T18:25:55.833+08:00desperatefuck!!!!!!!!<br />its only been 2 hours since im grounded yet i am totally paranoid/lonely/scared/traumatized/desperate...<br /><br />i need my handphone...<br />even though its not ringing its nice to know you can at least have communication to the outside world whenever you're alone.<br /><br />alone<br />no handphone<br />cant go out<br />cant continue my studies<br />had to delete facebook<br /><br />bummerUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-6856708574125933732010-02-24T17:18:00.001+08:002010-02-24T17:22:14.054+08:00deprivedim grounded.<br />cant continue my studies.<br />mum forced me to quit.<br />the end of my career in fashion<br />Au revoirUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-82704324492571400472010-02-21T17:36:00.005+08:002010-02-24T17:22:41.689+08:00never mind the idiotthus the beginning of thy new era although what may be called a bit imploring to justify, the end of a dynasty the crumbling of a monastery and the final legacy to my unnerving life as a disproportionate student, deaf to thy feeling of any physical sensation soon, the ball of the night shall end in delight.<br /><br />in other words.... <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">FINAL SEMESTER</span><br /><br />what seem like an endless journey towards the final marker has seemingly come to a final end. in another few final months i shall end my time as a glorified designer of a student.<br /><br />finally..<br /><br />an end.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">DRAMA<br /></span><br />though thought of as another snicker of joy injected to give another sensation to the zest of living in a world of dying legends, surrounds me in its glimmer of hope and injustice forever making life as miserable as possible. oh what new HATE shall i meet soon?? yes. hate. new hateful resigns to meet in my coming years...<br /><br />started off as a student forever destined to draw life in it's accurate glory, rejected i did, avoiding the call of the canvas to sew more and more desperado designs in the form of dress.. <br />how it seems so funny for me, a ruffian to divulge in the world of beauty and euphoric nature of serene softly lined fabric.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">FASHION</span><br /><br />in the mind of the bimbonics = expensive clothing, beauty, fame, glamour++<br /><br />what actually reads as a warning sign to <span style="font-weight:bold;">drama, hate, anger, lust, vengeance, no sleep, tired life, hollow victory and lies.</span><br /><br />i may not continue in this line of work. <br />i find myself not worthy.<br />i hate the judgmental eyes of the discriminating public.<br />i hate to be looked at.<br />i hate to bargain.<br />i hate everything to do with humanity.<br /><br />I AM A<span style="font-weight:bold;"> PRIVATE PERSON</span><br /><br />so be it.<br />final destitution<br /><br /><br />welcome to the dark labyrinth of disaster which can literally be translated to the dysfunctional mind of <span style="font-weight:bold;">ZHARIN ZERRONEMO ZIPPER<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span>.<br /><br />enjoy the pleasures of the end.<br />wait for my final show.<br />the diploma show of distorted demure.<br />my end.<br /><br />p.s,<br /><br />i blog this when I'm in a state of blurred loneliness.<br />i don't have many opportunity to blog as often as before.<br />living as a final semester student sucks..<br />though i finish things fast,<br />loads of works, short dateline and <span style="font-weight:bold;">stab-your-back kind</span> of friends do you no good.<br />what's left is a whole lot of propaganda and lies.<br />no friend does not mean no future.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">WARNING</span><br /><br />life is best lived <span style="font-weight:bold;">alone</span> with your work<br />creating beauty which derives from your mind.<br />i rather stay alone and finish all my works as i have proclaimed in my mind than go out to have fun and do <span style="font-weight:bold;">last minute work</span>..<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">shit.<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span> i've got to stop writing <span style="font-weight:bold;">crap.</span> <br /><br />i mourn the death of you oh great <span style="font-weight:bold;">Lee Alexander McQueen</span>...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1EtV7mgnwMw3_a9tsVycYfoLB-MoQrsXJwvIlPXOSjXaYtJonFRiSTT2c7hnpGSC9S2ON8XfA7MEh-_yzmu7XbV3YVMEKcuBz8MjiwgpguPVavN48rsXCFALvzwFf7TIunBGHX2DACXs2/s1600-h/AlexanderMcQueen01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1EtV7mgnwMw3_a9tsVycYfoLB-MoQrsXJwvIlPXOSjXaYtJonFRiSTT2c7hnpGSC9S2ON8XfA7MEh-_yzmu7XbV3YVMEKcuBz8MjiwgpguPVavN48rsXCFALvzwFf7TIunBGHX2DACXs2/s320/AlexanderMcQueen01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440642883405380546" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-36587035653666528502009-12-14T05:56:00.004+08:002009-12-14T06:12:29.228+08:00dear cancerians<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTYu2QCi-rGxvHFhRsSnNJ16f1dGYFe1BxZbOQnOLbp1RwTNu-PQ6XX7hqR_-SnRW4KehMbq_B5yS1uCbUjnwSvweMlMKlvVBAQbDOmcfw0AN8UrZM92rjC9QehJSuSgT4z_Ko3qXQ7Adp/s1600-h/ico_zodiac_cancer.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTYu2QCi-rGxvHFhRsSnNJ16f1dGYFe1BxZbOQnOLbp1RwTNu-PQ6XX7hqR_-SnRW4KehMbq_B5yS1uCbUjnwSvweMlMKlvVBAQbDOmcfw0AN8UrZM92rjC9QehJSuSgT4z_Ko3qXQ7Adp/s320/ico_zodiac_cancer.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414844219247061410" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Cancer is a mysterious sign, filled with contradictions. They want security and comfort yet seek new adventure. They are very helpful to others yet sometimes can be cranky and indifferent. Cancer has a driving, forceful personality that can be easily hidden beneath a calm, and cool exterior. The crab is Cancer's ruling animal and it suits them well, they can come out of their shell and fight but they can also hide in their shell of skitter away back into the depths of the ocean. They are very unpredictable. With cancer, there is always something more that meets the eye, for they are always partially hidden behind the shell. They are a have a deep psyche and intuitive mind that is hidden from the world. Cancer is deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this might be why they have their defense shell in place, to avoids being hurt by others. They are nurturers so they surround themselves with people, whom after a while can offend or hurt a cancer without even knowing they did so, therefore Cancer's protective shell keeps them safe from hurt. They are complex, fragile, unpredictable and temperamental and need constant support and encouragement, more then any other astrology signs, Cancer needs to be needed. When cancer gets the support it needs, it has a tremendous amount to offer in return. When cancer gets offended, they tend to sulk instead of confronting the persons face to face. This needlessly prolongs the pain and suffering. Cancer is very possessive, not just with material possessions but with people as well. Cancer will always want to stay in touch with old friends and anyone who has ever been close to them, because it is easier to maintain a friendship then attempt to learn to trust a new person. It is easier this way for them emotionally. If you befriend a Cancer, you will stay friends for a long time. Cancer makes the perfect mother, this is the sign that represents motherhood. They have unconditional love and caring more so then any other astrology sign. Cancer are very intuitive. Most of the psychics of the world are Cancer astrology signs. They have an excellent memory and are very observant and can read people very well. They can usually tell of other people's intentions are good or not. Never dupe a Cancer, they can see your motives. Cancer has a lot of emotional issues to deal with but once they overcome this large hump of shyness and insecurity, there is practically nothing they can't do. With their strong intuition, sensitivity, powers of observation and intelligence, they will have great success in anything they undertake. <br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8wP-qKInXUHLORRYJWgQ8qsDB8Kcon43VCmsaZvvBfIdqhYywQUzjRbElrs2NyxZBbpVPZWv5CJbW72jcTk3g-uGmvEsZRKAtpF-Y9c6l3fxvvSMxA8Oj3SK9eZxDsGggL8iXUmEokn5C/s1600-h/zeromus2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8wP-qKInXUHLORRYJWgQ8qsDB8Kcon43VCmsaZvvBfIdqhYywQUzjRbElrs2NyxZBbpVPZWv5CJbW72jcTk3g-uGmvEsZRKAtpF-Y9c6l3fxvvSMxA8Oj3SK9eZxDsGggL8iXUmEokn5C/s320/zeromus2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414844325051023186" /></a><br /><br />damn...<br />almost of all this is true..<br />i feel like a giant microscope is focusing upon my daily life.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.astrology.com.au/12signs/cancer.asp"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-40722452460599094732009-12-13T22:04:00.001+08:002009-12-13T22:08:56.500+08:00posing as meI look in the mirror<br />And I hate what I see<br />A wannabe model<br />Posing as me<br /><br />My mirror is watching me<br />trapped in the screen<br />Got to open this window<br />Let the reality in<br /><br />I look in the mirror<br />What I see must be me<br />A silicon sexpet<br />As seen on tv<br /><br />My designer's body<br />fits my big brothers mind<br />Love me or hate me<br />Just watch my behind<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ghuPRoyGxcb-7ky6QOJBbkniKnlFxrJBHHdTa5qxYJIkesdJqklMBqFLMHlREeOqw8TEzEXYkohOBRuyRUSG-hhPWYL7cOO_9937ZLDNr1HKFIKFJF2KalJySaI-wySNqNOzFxLbgrf-/s1600-h/20091004083512894.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ghuPRoyGxcb-7ky6QOJBbkniKnlFxrJBHHdTa5qxYJIkesdJqklMBqFLMHlREeOqw8TEzEXYkohOBRuyRUSG-hhPWYL7cOO_9937ZLDNr1HKFIKFJF2KalJySaI-wySNqNOzFxLbgrf-/s320/20091004083512894.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414722239938127794" /></a><br /><br />props to DJ UmekUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-92142614590239565242009-11-21T00:21:00.002+08:002009-11-21T03:06:46.716+08:00bloody bloodbathtoday was another stringently eventful day.<br />alas.<br />though i woke up early to write my last update,<br />i soon fell for the calling of sir sandman and took my 40 winks until it was 1330.<br /><br />yes...<br />twas an excuse..<br />but i was not in the mood to face the day...<br />but through my inbox text messages,<br />ery from unisel contacted me.<br />he wanted to borrow my designs for his theater production...<br />since i have no more use for it,<br />i complied.<br />so i had to wait for him until evening to pick it up.<br />sigh.<br />have to actually face the world....<br />huh.<br /><br />1st agenda.<br />shower.<br /><br />2nd<br />breakfast-hot dog sandwich, nuggets.<br /><br />3rd<br />re-edit/repair the dresses.<br /><br />4th<br />online.<br /><br />to make this less sufferable, i rang nabil up yesterday and made plans to go out later.<br />so. something to look forward to...<br />yeay<br /><br />fast forward,<br />ery didnt reply my msgs and nabil was coming soon (it was already 730)<br />so fuck off<br />im going out.<br /><br />went to sunway pyramid.<br />was a bit of a bloody mess it was.<br />parking lot was a gem hard to dig out.<br />was disillusion for parking space for nearly an hour.<br />crappy adventure it was.<br />but was enjoyed through and through for i had been able to hang out again with my old bloke/compadre/amigo nabil.<br /><br />went lookin fer his tees we were.<br />for his dinner tmrow.<br />was lookin for autumn dresses,i meant tees.<br />thats the theme for his dinner.<br />that bloke got paired up with a beauty of a sheila, rumitha was er name.<br /><br />hahaha! my slang is so badly scarred.<br />LOL<br />thanks to the influence of foreign movies...<br />before we head back, nabil wanted to try krispy kreme...<br />so we went and bought a dozen doughnuts.<br />OMG<br />fattening was the taste.<br />hah<br />as we head back, we reminisce...<br />the idea of a movie marathon was beginning to rust.<br />we had the idea since we first knew each other.<br />sucks.<br />so.<br />since he is soon to fly off.<br />why not?<br />i invited him to my house for the movie.<br />(was looking fer a place to eat anyways)<br />and we got to sit down and watched eden lake.<br />was a gruesome movie it was.<br />(p.s. ery did come to pick up the dresses. when i was about to leave the mall. had to ring up my sis to help to give the dresses)<br /><br />it has the same effect on me when i watched 28 days later.<br />a movie about death and no hope.<br />i love english movies.. they have purity and essence.<br />not like hollywood.<br />we just dont really expect what to happen next.<br />was bloody brilliant.<br /><br />here's the poster<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3SaZzfz4C1aNnsLHCgF5moN5nXRoQX8-4Sv8xTo1MdKuwjU6nGibqDrph_EEQrz2WWcBxEScGAXAbH3PghwHTHXbSsqJ5EmxkTlwoIjos4CBJWKfR_3szzXGstrUJAGrAks5749Wi1v8M/s1600/eden-lake-3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3SaZzfz4C1aNnsLHCgF5moN5nXRoQX8-4Sv8xTo1MdKuwjU6nGibqDrph_EEQrz2WWcBxEScGAXAbH3PghwHTHXbSsqJ5EmxkTlwoIjos4CBJWKfR_3szzXGstrUJAGrAks5749Wi1v8M/s320/eden-lake-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406229000605480466" /></a><br /><br />and here are some of the scenes....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkfWqIiOuUUwMr67b1SrwPoQGtDK8rj3mKsXP6l9TR2fld1HBX9ucSpi9lH_VsMxCy95ATb-3R-18caR12SWkmAmx8lqGtvqGXWvSR4thJ0mMaFi5TRI6K_ydfJfOGpghbWLcXA5iYyaD/s1600/edenlake_3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkfWqIiOuUUwMr67b1SrwPoQGtDK8rj3mKsXP6l9TR2fld1HBX9ucSpi9lH_VsMxCy95ATb-3R-18caR12SWkmAmx8lqGtvqGXWvSR4thJ0mMaFi5TRI6K_ydfJfOGpghbWLcXA5iYyaD/s320/edenlake_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406230010045677394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOeUyWBE_SMM6Au5uR7aIAJkyf7xmfe1W-HaaFV-E2WLNBe94rOSI2pgqdA2xswgQ52HpKTg2hB_GqofKicsysomnCAhvn1CHyd43roLtylQFCCqbYn9OhxQbb-Y5uy5EOQtWU5MvF-V-/s1600/eden-lake-800-75.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOeUyWBE_SMM6Au5uR7aIAJkyf7xmfe1W-HaaFV-E2WLNBe94rOSI2pgqdA2xswgQ52HpKTg2hB_GqofKicsysomnCAhvn1CHyd43roLtylQFCCqbYn9OhxQbb-Y5uy5EOQtWU5MvF-V-/s320/eden-lake-800-75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406230002062201554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZqGqfkbhhjXtPfFVP9VPcaZ2_Zcw7oDKFzKvwtAr4cUm9bT3nvZt8V2ZMaipTfJiaoktmPtJeqWw9QNIPIOeuJCfwPpkJ_LiUbcNgZFjb_z2tpy6Qcb4NxHSuNA02TV1bJdKrrQzFEPL4/s1600/EdenLake_5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZqGqfkbhhjXtPfFVP9VPcaZ2_Zcw7oDKFzKvwtAr4cUm9bT3nvZt8V2ZMaipTfJiaoktmPtJeqWw9QNIPIOeuJCfwPpkJ_LiUbcNgZFjb_z2tpy6Qcb4NxHSuNA02TV1bJdKrrQzFEPL4/s320/EdenLake_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406230001229859586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fiSsOjRZpuN5gyiLg4s-k3PwBofMbK4CJQI8r9ILNwfGqWkbFrttgTXXLhKEohyWZXZ0W-Wnza4zCVmLVAD3IwQSk1DrdDPbd8V-TR24HmGue0dfzFH_Y6uBJMuZZadZMCowSsBS4IAw/s1600/eden_lake_tribe.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-fiSsOjRZpuN5gyiLg4s-k3PwBofMbK4CJQI8r9ILNwfGqWkbFrttgTXXLhKEohyWZXZ0W-Wnza4zCVmLVAD3IwQSk1DrdDPbd8V-TR24HmGue0dfzFH_Y6uBJMuZZadZMCowSsBS4IAw/s320/eden_lake_tribe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406229995389529554" /></a><br /><br />now im afraid to have children of my own...<br />gulp.<br /><br />next to brett, she (paige (finn atkins)) was the worst of them lot.<br />would gladly run her over and reverse (12 times repeatedly) !!<br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1dEwq7uV3LAp5C5rksBQzxCRPrJ_7Fu1blx42mOwqoTxq4O1Voyhw93bDVtFBL6kffqQx0FD8vp2RuEQX9hznkuhncWjLOhN5JIY0PJZWdK0Foo-gQgmE04Fc_582-LJxPlxsR0mUroj/s1600/fin_atkins_200x200.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1dEwq7uV3LAp5C5rksBQzxCRPrJ_7Fu1blx42mOwqoTxq4O1Voyhw93bDVtFBL6kffqQx0FD8vp2RuEQX9hznkuhncWjLOhN5JIY0PJZWdK0Foo-gQgmE04Fc_582-LJxPlxsR0mUroj/s320/fin_atkins_200x200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406230630979093730" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUw1_MhrhpU9lSxNuCa68cCVsCUN96I2Nz0QY_svLynNCtN5evTJt_CxSX7SqrenHFmpjbUTjTtV0b0fzWkZ2FoxRbYH8oJYAeniqy3HAZadZ-bGPuiwSihTwk4ZCwto3D41v0CF_MwNY7/s1600/146720.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUw1_MhrhpU9lSxNuCa68cCVsCUN96I2Nz0QY_svLynNCtN5evTJt_CxSX7SqrenHFmpjbUTjTtV0b0fzWkZ2FoxRbYH8oJYAeniqy3HAZadZ-bGPuiwSihTwk4ZCwto3D41v0CF_MwNY7/s320/146720.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406231098623121570" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-25943847579589697442009-11-20T03:55:00.000+08:002009-11-20T06:02:25.613+08:00a series of unfortunate disaster leading to my soon to be impeding moody behaviourafter a week of deprived thirst to taste the world outside the window, finally the day of my 2nd date, my 2nd outing actually (don't know why it seems i only go 1 outing per week and it all falls on Thursdays.... <span style="font-weight:bold;">IRONIC</span>) arrived..<br /><br />to my bleak expectations, i woke up at 9 ( after much twist and turning the night before due the the exuberant amount of influx in the term of new ideas...)though happy with the thought of finally managed to imagined what the queen might look like i slept for a maximum of 3 hours! (fuck)<br /><br />yes.<br />due to my childish nature, i woke up early.<br />excited. though initially sleepy, to be reminded of the outing,<br />im up up and away!! (from the bed)<br /><br />with the regular activities in mind,<br /><br />(zerronemo's holiday schedule= wake up, shower, clean clothes, dry em, sweep floors, wash dishes, cook breakfast/lunch [which usually consists of home made quater-pounder burger] eat while watching tv, go upstairs and do research/online/game [currently rune factory 2/final fantasy 8] until my eyes go red)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3WaFLazYZhkL9kPblJBZk-4n67W_FbX-g3jVz8d7Lcb3v89j3cnD3Zlp8i9kXdaZKV5N1fJw4_ouMAoOUd8IPgaAmz2j11KXhjMYMRabY2IzEaoMwIQMn7VpWXWFk_o5tmhSBkvGOgAhl/s1600/RUNE-FACTORY-2-A-FANT-R72574.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3WaFLazYZhkL9kPblJBZk-4n67W_FbX-g3jVz8d7Lcb3v89j3cnD3Zlp8i9kXdaZKV5N1fJw4_ouMAoOUd8IPgaAmz2j11KXhjMYMRabY2IzEaoMwIQMn7VpWXWFk_o5tmhSBkvGOgAhl/s320/RUNE-FACTORY-2-A-FANT-R72574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405924531475846258" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha27w00ntaR5PltnDH-RU00_TXSET9vCQSx3EvtPQPnfitL9hXoRnTW2uf9AKsS5Yi8jn6v34affHfkMwdOrrgbFP-8xEqZ_lYO6VOF6svdbhTEpI638ImUVtmxyuDhEdQcgUpi1NDgiJS/s1600/final-fantasy-8-cover.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha27w00ntaR5PltnDH-RU00_TXSET9vCQSx3EvtPQPnfitL9hXoRnTW2uf9AKsS5Yi8jn6v34affHfkMwdOrrgbFP-8xEqZ_lYO6VOF6svdbhTEpI638ImUVtmxyuDhEdQcgUpi1NDgiJS/s320/final-fantasy-8-cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405924877827798034" /></a><br /><br />i didnt do any except shower, online for awhile and wash dishes (only because my big brother was in a bad mood [sheesh])<br /><br />fave artist of the moment,<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXKG03uI_n-1urjok34b5IGNQdZJezUNTJK1C4JjYIDjkPzNH2R1oeKE4kthS5AKwnVRwXULP9UHuK_gTf3qRJTCGT6Gf1-P1XApuYdY7kUYOp_9wbWUHjnRlgrpRQpH3n77P4D761webg/s1600/a343c76e-e698-4b10-bc90-33b16fb8174e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXKG03uI_n-1urjok34b5IGNQdZJezUNTJK1C4JjYIDjkPzNH2R1oeKE4kthS5AKwnVRwXULP9UHuK_gTf3qRJTCGT6Gf1-P1XApuYdY7kUYOp_9wbWUHjnRlgrpRQpH3n77P4D761webg/s320/a343c76e-e698-4b10-bc90-33b16fb8174e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405925793005416002" /></a><br /><br />aghast! to my horror, my favorite piece of shorts was missing!<br />fuck<br />the outfit that has been pre-planned to wear today was disrupted<br />gone were the 'the look' i was going for that day.<br /><br />panic.<br />what to wear! <br />in frantic, unloaded all feasable looking tee... ( all that i find cute)<br /><br />rage.<br />i kicked and screamed while still looking for my shorts (my brother was out)<br />it was not in the washing machine,<br />not in my mum's room <br />not in my brothers' room<br />not even in my sister's!<br />(could my little brother brought it with him to college? i wonder....)<br /><br />confused.<br />i looked up down high and low.<br />still it couldnt be found..<br />i even looked outside! (which seems petty at the moment)<br /><br />11am. <br />text message received<br /><br />h="bru bgn! kne tolong mama hantar barang jap. lps ni trus siap!"<br /><br />z="u dah blk gtau! tgu u siap i blh siap 3 kali!"<br /><br />h="ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"<br /><br />z="btulla!"<br /><br /><br />to my dismay. <br /><br />12am<br />text message received<br /><br />h="bru blk! nak siap!"<br /><br />replied,<br /><br />z="................(didnt reply'<br /><br /><br />fuck.<br />havent found anything...<br /><br />option 2.<br />shirt!<br />i have many cute shirts! <br />why didnt i thought of it sooner??<br />(maybe because the look i had in mind today was easy breezy covergirl...[WTF?LMAO])<br /><br />shirt 1*= nooo!!<br />shirt 2*= maybe...<br />shirt 3*= omg why did i bought this in the first place???<br />shirt 4*= if im going into blue collar hell...<br />shirt 5*= hippy me... <br />shirt 6*= is this mine?<br />shirt 7*= i give up<br /><br />(f.y.i, with every pair of shirt i changed from skinny jeans, to straight cut, to black shorts and finally earth brown shorts... not tiring at all)<br /><br />with the computer blaring my current favorite songs LOUDLY<br /><br />playlist=(not in order of favorite)<br /><br />1. doesnt mean anything - alicia keys<br />2. video phone - beyonce feat lady gaga<br />3. 3 - britney spears... (ironic. 1,2,3 not only you and me, got 180* and im caught in between! hahahahah)<br />4. sexy bitch - david guetta feat akon<br />5. down - jay sean feat lil wayne<br />6. tik tok- ke$ha<br />7. bad romance- lady gaga<br />8. alejandro (dont call my name) - lady gaga<br />9. filthy pop - lady gaga<br />10. no way- lady gaga<br />11. dance int the dark - lady gaga<br />12. bad romance (music video) - lady gaga<br />13. this is it - micheal jackson<br />14. russian roulette - rihanna<br />15. fight for this love - cheryl cole<br />16. badboys - alexandra burke feat flo rida<br />17. nobody in english - wondergirls<br />18. situation cant go right - lady gaga feat asher roth<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8i4zDXDdTYN60jFkKym9nikTJ5QY0lOx2uHkjub2ZcPjrDWQts4Yg_SAteQ2Ga2RUeoAAkTlXVuNb0eh6mu6GIBaTARxL2sFFkLYd7h3yqdm4OdATearp3BhozD1khe0bXHEBNNHEJ3B/s1600/00+-+Monster+-+Cover.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8i4zDXDdTYN60jFkKym9nikTJ5QY0lOx2uHkjub2ZcPjrDWQts4Yg_SAteQ2Ga2RUeoAAkTlXVuNb0eh6mu6GIBaTARxL2sFFkLYd7h3yqdm4OdATearp3BhozD1khe0bXHEBNNHEJ3B/s320/00+-+Monster+-+Cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405925458085400962" /></a><br /><br /><br />i was in disillusionment...<br /><br />what to wear!!!<br />in a deranged pursuit,<br />i was running back and forth still looking for the pants...<br />i am sweating.<br /><br />1pm<br />text message received <br /><br />h= "bru kuar rumah!"<br /><br />after much rampage and berserk'n moments,<br />i have to settle on something...<br /><br />stupid P.A. navy blue shirt<br />ugly SEED earth brown short pants<br />brown crystal bracelet (Carrollite Dolomite Hematite Chalcopyrite)<br />old P.A sling<br />black springfield<br /><br />FUGLY<br />(dont know why i wear a whole lot of padini today... sigh)<br /><br />with my cardy and jacket in my sling, i was almost there...<br /><br />aroma<br />shit<br />what to wear today!<br />list of available fragrance = ch 212, jpg, black xs, hugo, dior homme...<br /><br />because of my stupidity,<br />i sprayed dior instead of 212.<br /><br />fuck summore... <br /><br />i was a disaster.<br /><br />1:45 pm<br /><br />h= "lg 5 minute"<br /><br />fuck fuck fuck<br />off to tie my shoes...<br /><br />after much complications,<br />im finally out!!!<br />through a long process of contemplation.<br />we decided on going to mid valley!<br /><br />disaster.<br />no parking...<br />none in the gardens.<br />none in megamall.<br />after much rousing <br />arguements<br />deafing<br /><br />tada!<br />found a spot!<br />quite near to the entrance i might add<br />:) <br />luck is finally turning<br /><br />off to the ticket booth!!!<br />NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!<br />WHY THE fuck DOES PEOPLE HAVE NO LIFE TODAY????!<br />the queue was horrendous!<br />typical.<br /><br />a loooooooong agonizing wait pursue...<br />oh well..<br />at least i get to bore my mate with the ideas and concept of my designs next sem.<br />if only thou had ears to pay attention to my verbal abuse... sigh<br /><br />when it was finally our turn,<br />two ticket booth was open for service!<br />yeay!<br />opting for the less attractive attendant, (thou eyes shall not gag in awe in front of me!)<br />we bought two tickets for astroboy!!!!<br />yeay!!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPybrewXWoiPkev0PGUliX5fFCeLrKUYvZukz2MP7yDfjVcBR-iqoEkvkjsVXNYAUhLpu7gr7JLrIAF5eHARGLJLndS1DANzptaC0p74uZ9LAyuiKGUU2G2Rcqfal504jlUgcMNWfEdH_e/s1600/astro-boy-movie-poster.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPybrewXWoiPkev0PGUliX5fFCeLrKUYvZukz2MP7yDfjVcBR-iqoEkvkjsVXNYAUhLpu7gr7JLrIAF5eHARGLJLndS1DANzptaC0p74uZ9LAyuiKGUU2G2Rcqfal504jlUgcMNWfEdH_e/s320/astro-boy-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405926898695983970" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglx7jiA-e9mgKTwNKsrTlG79Evs-y9N4N3f8r6UnXCVkqGzNiPlzbUVw8tHFxxBcnMRTznhrfzdF8whzul-r8xbFM2w8bw67BGx6hsIXJgRREZPC2hx2GDR4USxRlmn6KktQQNtg01ZsuE/s1600/astroboy2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglx7jiA-e9mgKTwNKsrTlG79Evs-y9N4N3f8r6UnXCVkqGzNiPlzbUVw8tHFxxBcnMRTznhrfzdF8whzul-r8xbFM2w8bw67BGx6hsIXJgRREZPC2hx2GDR4USxRlmn6KktQQNtg01ZsuE/s320/astroboy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405926359922058290" /></a><br /><br />watched it on its premier!<br />weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.............<br />eat!<br />tick was for 3:30<br />the time now, 3:05<br /><br />will we be able to eat on time?<br />will we be able to actually decide on where to eat on time??<br /><br />due to my shy yet private nature,<br />food court is a huge no-no. (too many choices!)<br />mcd was our replenishing spot for the day.<br />haha<br /><br />z= "sempat ke makan?"<br /><br />h= "sempat jerh..."<br /><br />z= "kalo x dapat tgk preview i blame u"<br /><br />h= "oooohhhhh!! sempat jerh"<br /><br />z= "(rolling eyes) yela tuh..."<br /><br />h= " ha! buat mate buat mate! LOL"<br /><br />we didnt get to see the preview.....<br />loads of seats open<br />hahahah<br />not many are as enthusiastic to support my childhood hero today it seems..<br />oh well.<br />more private moments for me i guess.<br />LOL<br />yeay! no crowd!<br /><br />enjoyed it<br />had two streak of good movie to watch!<br />(though for both week the initial agenda was to watch 2012....)<br />last week was my fav movie ever (for this season only really)<br /><br />PHOBIA 2<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQj3-dOcXFfR_6WgUk6rDvRxXChvoRA3rXPH5u7C2aOn9wERfdAdowVDmWfEdbEIdw_HvuuUhqKOyiXf6DTgP8xJ7BHZ-P1d0Av-b2deN1vnipsjMaxtDM13rGqaLw7nqrpVtnXJ1ogx7/s1600/phobia_poster.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQj3-dOcXFfR_6WgUk6rDvRxXChvoRA3rXPH5u7C2aOn9wERfdAdowVDmWfEdbEIdw_HvuuUhqKOyiXf6DTgP8xJ7BHZ-P1d0Av-b2deN1vnipsjMaxtDM13rGqaLw7nqrpVtnXJ1ogx7/s320/phobia_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405928180476219298" /></a><br /><br />loved loved loved it!!!!<br />my favorite was IN THE END<br />because my beloved band of actors from MIDDLEMAN (4BIA)<br />was back!<br />yeay to ter aey puak and shin<br />owh and Banjong Pisanthanakun for directing it.<br />:)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJ5EXH0JLmoCEqgwt7JO97MgorcUrKRSLZ8XnpO-5nPPYtQ8ugFyOKXjrPG8-kPnub7B_ozAiq1omMPFhyaqNGBNSvbwUKJ22h2Tk7a7tdEeAcCyk4d5bdKjuytAQ2ddcnP8Ejlg9DiLW/s1600/phobia_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJ5EXH0JLmoCEqgwt7JO97MgorcUrKRSLZ8XnpO-5nPPYtQ8ugFyOKXjrPG8-kPnub7B_ozAiq1omMPFhyaqNGBNSvbwUKJ22h2Tk7a7tdEeAcCyk4d5bdKjuytAQ2ddcnP8Ejlg9DiLW/s320/phobia_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405929983782904498" /></a><br /> <br />RECOMENDED!<br /><br />after the movie,<br />golly gie!<br />let go to MPH!<br />the land of marvel and fantasy...<br /><br />found THE BOOK<br />THE BOOK of fashion!<br />garment construction dan design..<br />omg omg omg<br />have to tell mom.<br /><br />alas.<br />phone was not functioning....<br />had to postpone...<br />sorry new friend... will buy you later...<br />:'(<br /><br />through much deliberation, finally bought my research sketch book!<br />can finally start on my research properly.. (ho ho ho)<br /><br />next stop.. KAMDAR!<br />looked at some fabric...<br />was not awed...<br />got a few samples...<br />and finally was on our way back home<br />(not without ice cream.. hahahah)<br /><br />before the engine start to rumble, i show h my designs..<br />hard to explain, but hopefully understood..<br />^u^<br /><br />home bound!<br />if it wasnt because of my stupid look i would have enjoyed the day...<br />the events pursuit cant be elaborated do to sexual contents that didnt happen...<br /><br />leaving me very frustrated and annoyed..<br />no mood.<br />ate mum's mac and cheese.<br />went to bed...<br />woke up accidently at 3:45 am.<br />wrote this blog update...<br />goodnight...<br /><br />dont let your PHOBIA bite.<br />LOLUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-33960115319875548092009-11-18T03:08:00.000+08:002009-11-18T03:17:56.417+08:00Omnem dimittite spem, o vos intrantes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU6GE5gYdgIPcOb3kOciHXhhvs7LMDPo4eGVt5dmWGkz8lnOl0MJZnh7FVU_0veK-MtBBaTGX1qjG56YTZDVN1TC8XtvWrBe5uy1Fty0YlljeuxqBt0N22V6O9YdLAEOG_-5XAOuyfN7wq/s1600/hell.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU6GE5gYdgIPcOb3kOciHXhhvs7LMDPo4eGVt5dmWGkz8lnOl0MJZnh7FVU_0veK-MtBBaTGX1qjG56YTZDVN1TC8XtvWrBe5uy1Fty0YlljeuxqBt0N22V6O9YdLAEOG_-5XAOuyfN7wq/s320/hell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405153001384607138" /></a> (rodin's masterpiece,The Gates of Hell/La Porte de l'Enfer) <br /><br />THROUGH ME THE WAY INTO THE SUFFERING CITY,<br />THROUGH ME THE WAY TO THE ETERNAL PAIN,<br />THROUGH ME THE WAY THAT RUNS AMONG THE LOST.<br />JUSTICE URGED ON MY HIGH ARTIFICER;<br />MY MAKER WAS DIVINE AUTHORITY, THE HIGHEST WISDOM, AND THE PRIMAL LOVE.<br />BEFORE ME NOTHING BUT ETERNAL THINGS WERE MADE, AND I ENDURE ETERNALLY.<br />ABANDON EVERY HOPE, WHO ENTER HERE<br /><br />cool eh?<br />the inscription above the gates of hell..<br />dante's inferno, 3rd canto<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHDoyRvS8a23i1JEHLrZ97dtQ7rCPI9ACWDzgH7y-QK20IAUD40MMW4XUxsos2ohd-YDdaxmyTNzExcIhCuARVzRrQb6TnxPTdxRshJbSAbRvs4WxwsL0sBe6hrMvAB0bc1sY-oonmhg-a/s1600/hortus_deliciarum_-_hell.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHDoyRvS8a23i1JEHLrZ97dtQ7rCPI9ACWDzgH7y-QK20IAUD40MMW4XUxsos2ohd-YDdaxmyTNzExcIhCuARVzRrQb6TnxPTdxRshJbSAbRvs4WxwsL0sBe6hrMvAB0bc1sY-oonmhg-a/s320/hortus_deliciarum_-_hell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405152806516365266" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hortus deliciarum (Latin for Garden of Delights)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-25894039646752276432009-11-16T00:28:00.000+08:002009-11-16T00:46:31.905+08:00rescue me...."a far cry it seems of this lonesome man to seek. i have seen the world and i hate it. why must we traverse in this dark entity without the lights of heavens? why do the serene callings of hell make me safe??? what is wrong with this awful place?<br />death is all around us, to be called upon seems to be a blessing, to be ripped apart thy soul from thy wretched earthly carcass is the virtue to be seek!<br />to die in pain, rather in vain..<br />thus pain eludes us from the ecstasy christen by death!<br />pain as the glory of living, ripped apart thy skin from limb to limb!<br />gorge out thy eyes to see no evil,<br />carve out thy mouth and lips to speak no evil,<br />dig out your ears to hear no evil!<br />i beseech you.<br />do unto other what you wish to be done upon you...<br />may the gates of hell receive thee with guns a blaze!<br />cleanse my demonic soul with your blood my savior!<br />free me off this journey wrapped in your thorns!<br />slit my throat or cut off my tongue...<br />make me feel pain!<br />make me suffer!<br />make me believe in the philosophy enchanted by thy riddles!<br />answer me this....<br />why the fuck should you succeed when all else fail?" <br /> <br /><br />laments of my insecurities....<br /><br />"<span style="font-style:italic;">Insecurity is a feeling of general unease or nervousness that may be triggered by perceiving oneself to be unloved, inadequate or worthless (whether in a rational or an irrational manner).<br />A person who is insecure lacks confidence in their own value and capability, lacks trust in themselves or others, or has fears that a present positive state is temporary and will let them down and cause them loss or distress by "going wrong" in the future.<br />This is not to be confused with humility, which involves recognising one's failings but still maintaining a healthy dose of self-confidence. Insecurity is not an objective evaluation of one's ability but an emotional interpretation, as two people with the same capabilities may have entirely different levels of insecurity.<br />Insecurity may cause shyness, paranoia and social withdrawal, or alternatively it may encourage compensatory behaviors such as arrogance, aggression, or bullying, a principle enshrined in the phrase "all bullies are cowards." Many people suffer a period of insecurity during puberty, which gives rise to a lot of the stereotypical behaviors of adolescents.</span>"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHlVGDVq0tinmkbKL-bzZpuM01dw_VUDkHHrXJhcpYATa15WzYJM_t89TsGrrwXXWIXrvneMoP7cLx6FPgq1_zf5W128omq-sEmu6cesr0frtl9lQNIEiZmrVX35dG9do_l4a9umU7vECv/s1600-h/15152_104982879514316_100000078126426_135312_1205992_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHlVGDVq0tinmkbKL-bzZpuM01dw_VUDkHHrXJhcpYATa15WzYJM_t89TsGrrwXXWIXrvneMoP7cLx6FPgq1_zf5W128omq-sEmu6cesr0frtl9lQNIEiZmrVX35dG9do_l4a9umU7vECv/s320/15152_104982879514316_100000078126426_135312_1205992_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404372111073631266" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">In Norse mythology, a valkyrie (Old Norse valkyrja "chooser of the slain") is one of a host of female figures who decide who will die in battle. The valkyries bring their chosen to the afterlife hall of the slain, Valhalla, ruled over by the god Odin, where the deceased warriors become einherjar. There, when the einherjar are not preparing for the events of Ragnarök, the valkyries bear them mead. Valkyries also appear as lovers of heroes and other mortals, where they are sometimes described as the daughters of royalty, sometimes accompanied by ravens, and sometimes connected to swans.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-5973315553123198912009-09-26T17:49:00.000+08:002009-09-26T17:58:51.113+08:00woes of quite celebrationraya went by.<br />it was not fun.<br />boring.<br />strangely enough,<br />the air around my house is not festive.<br />just blank...<br />went to kedah to my stepfather's hometown.<br />was there from saturday till wednesday.<br /><br />hurm.<br />sad.<br />depressive.<br />diminishing.<br />humiliated.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu3L5KfVZ00VxbrnWFGEYi8XFXASl4MseYgYhhK0hfSkTYPVAsQ5Y2GylJq4MKcN_JgJRbVR2_9IecBS4RHQ7ZaWFHRZBKbWa1vqmlz0s5In3q_zEC4xdi3zBo6iOWpzABGJ0ugCbFmjIC/s1600-h/Copy+of+100_1870.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtWeJNv0DmCgNTk7ExUJis210UzFfX9LWrddw5MLCKyLx0RBy7agw-ph_pV1tlFab0Be0qXU6t2ZfrG6v8PKDo3lvGphyTe67IukPm7IkdcxCaEXTGj_AgJ0Vitp9N2El7V8qaPx0DsxlK/s320/100_1701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385713047907777906" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-31535272024551571132009-09-08T22:28:00.000+08:002009-09-08T23:20:50.485+08:00light permits through heaven's cloudswhat prevails of emotions thought and creativity can never be channeled finely and remotely if it was to transverse from one unified divine form to the others.<br />to exemplified, the rage in mind, lust, passion, euphoric sensation, lost, melancholic, devastation... merely words of divine retribution with a lost cause if channeled wrongfully in some cases resulting in death and sinfully acts of blasphemy.<br /><br />what to become of us?<br />we of no mere talent?<br />no passion i whatsoever that we've indulge in..<br />to forever regret the decisions i life made from moments of chaos and panic.<br /><br />i, admittedly<br />subdue to this cohort.<br />i am a talentless figure.<br />no<br />more to a distraught mannequin to be made a foolery of.<br />a mockery of existence,<br />a sin in progress of living<br /><br />yet, to make a mark is as if an ant,<br />a single ant of the colony able to bring back grain after a long restraint.<br /><br />no<br />i have no real passion for fashion<br />whatever i do i try to do my best<br />lack of passion is my downfall.<br />to make up for it i have to be hardworking<br />sleep is inevitably lost in the process...<br />pimples grew over time..<br />but passion never seems to realize its potential in me..<br />i shall for eternity dwell i disbelief and chaos.<br />whats within me is it the same as everyone else?<br /><br />physically true but emotionally mentally?<br />am i one of the many?<br />what people say is that what makes you unique is what makes of u.<br />your identity, your personality..<br />with trends and fads are we not drones???<br />who am i really?<br />talentless i am<br />yet retribution i seek....<br /><br />to create beautiful things is what i love.<br />to destroy is another.<br />to see my creation as envy is euphoric.<br />but to see it completed is a blessing.<br />to be praised is empty.<br />but to be appreciated for the work completed is to be craved...<br /><br />with that i leave for you pictures of my latest endeavour.<br />i wish not to be a victim any longer.<br />i wish to be free..<br />chains no more.<br />endless skies i pray for you.<br /><br /><br />Berikut adalah senarai 12 finalis Pertandingan Busana Muslim Marhaban Di Astro 2009 yang layak ke pertandingan akhir pada 6 Setember 2009 nanti.<br /><br />RIZAL JAMALUDIN<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">MUHAMAD ZHARIN HARIZ</span> <br />SYAHRUL NAIM IBRAHIM<br />ROZAINE SHARUDIN<br />NORHAFIS HASSAN<br />AKMAL ARIFFIN<br />HAIRUL AZUAN AHDAN<br />NIK ERWAN ROSELI<br />FATIN SYAZWANI AHMAD AMBRI<br />KHAIRULAZLAN ABD KARIM<br />RAZIMAN ROSLAN<br />MUHAMMAD SYAFIQ SAHAK<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBWJff5NwNBexmnH_xfstVQ_Ef1JYK0bxwDG_bxMxvepEUHSafDOdbsWms8y0MZy61THpY61tocfKW3HRJuKEB7Sa8k2ivTLpZ0W6wWl0ljEsA6yOY1d2Nfl-sOX8Ell1m7xvRVybGRAlK/s1600-h/design+23.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWdqxlXuEDAzp1n73Na4GERrzaFsOlpFGo2lh7E0RQBWn85VeiLkIvs7WK4dNNULY0h_Vae1zE0ssf-kUkruV0DkQfimkajC8Y-qP7-NMbJc-Vq3tiOkmkKBpTfegJBaPGg1JYUpOUtH20/s320/design+17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379116396435091554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiibilqcvT1JCPYJyz3xApt-Q4o0Vfp8OFy02whmTd2QKlkZfhNBEE5i-G9yS01TMouMf6cn0g0NnVK_eDsw3I5YxeNYOweviL2MVInAOcJSX0OcGzatlNB2Vx8z_qvuzztOQSleqP7qpj/s1600-h/design+27.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiibilqcvT1JCPYJyz3xApt-Q4o0Vfp8OFy02whmTd2QKlkZfhNBEE5i-G9yS01TMouMf6cn0g0NnVK_eDsw3I5YxeNYOweviL2MVInAOcJSX0OcGzatlNB2Vx8z_qvuzztOQSleqP7qpj/s320/design+27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379116389314215906" /></a><br />design name:RENAISSANCE DU CENDERAWASIH<br />model: SARAH RAHMAN<br /><br /><br />i won third place....<br />1st: khairul azlan kareem (UiTM shah alam's lecturer)<br />2nd: nik erwan ( an established fashion designer)<br />3rd: me<br />4th: rozainie ( my friend and fellow course mate)<br /><br />the design sent...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifuun8Eeu_HOu8O8Ua-EgVd5v5di-CJIpRZRQy_2BTifV1kPB7p8fwP4qhbCSifdDrSCPak4URXygXgcBT7fi3QQturePjUc6oahPbq-X59j9Kp__r4ILCbfrZohB2y7VRcYkiE-RpLQmY/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifuun8Eeu_HOu8O8Ua-EgVd5v5di-CJIpRZRQy_2BTifV1kPB7p8fwP4qhbCSifdDrSCPak4URXygXgcBT7fi3QQturePjUc6oahPbq-X59j9Kp__r4ILCbfrZohB2y7VRcYkiE-RpLQmY/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379113914901249826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4eXHFFuPzh7WUtOO06qw6-5hnnR2zlDupVAnt5tTDX0sWDp3vd_jMHuiX4tuSQnaMt4EfCIYit3SJ08SMFYAGJbHLqDBaptUYyLyrNXk6Ji4rmVGX95h77TT4JgS0Fi3MIpuLzbJj6Cfv/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4eXHFFuPzh7WUtOO06qw6-5hnnR2zlDupVAnt5tTDX0sWDp3vd_jMHuiX4tuSQnaMt4EfCIYit3SJ08SMFYAGJbHLqDBaptUYyLyrNXk6Ji4rmVGX95h77TT4JgS0Fi3MIpuLzbJj6Cfv/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379113910985732690" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-35674344538029606722009-07-29T01:27:00.000+08:002009-07-29T01:38:12.777+08:00procrastinatingblinded i am by the shallow doubts of man!<br />oh how the constraint of decency and morality have tide me,<br />bind me to this wretched world of lost lusts,<br />deprived sexuality and missing mentality...<br /><br />(end of drama)<br /><br />(start of blab in..)<br /><br />3<br /><br />2<br /><br />1<br /><br />yes.<br />another blinded week of torture..<br />thanks to the sudden scare of the recent influenza A(h1n1) I've been sent back home to recuperate... (seems like I'm down and out... with ILI (influenza like illness mind you)<br />after the trip to the hospital,<br />i slept for 3 days.<br />waking up for food and toilet.<br />enough about that<br />boring old same old<br /><br />due to the holiday,<br />I'm stuck with assignments ('hooray')<br /><br />finishing up my research, looking for samples (snipped some fabric from KAMDAR myself... hahahaha so speaks the devil in me..)<br />and 5o designs...<br /><br />how the hell am i to make total cover up ( no plunging neckline and so on..) sexy???<br />dang<br /><br />thanks to the morality rules I'm toast...<br /><br />creativity stump;<br />productivity; 0 (zero)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPof7oS0-RalcaCcVIOcNiulEyuDciWnaa_ZsXFRighJFLl-WfHy42XZ4ZT7nkW7dVjwxkrgiYPn48vGuzKEhQvA6ez2VzkyW84wOuFQW-S8hh74TzGtg0Mk0AGtpyZwq3KYJRqfmkw0Js/s1600-h/05-09-08_1432.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPof7oS0-RalcaCcVIOcNiulEyuDciWnaa_ZsXFRighJFLl-WfHy42XZ4ZT7nkW7dVjwxkrgiYPn48vGuzKEhQvA6ez2VzkyW84wOuFQW-S8hh74TzGtg0Mk0AGtpyZwq3KYJRqfmkw0Js/s320/05-09-08_1432.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363566406816005202" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-25681202634837518742009-07-14T15:38:00.000+08:002009-07-14T16:14:21.693+08:00ive been lazyforwardly I've been subliminally lazy to the point of business.<br />hahahah<br />what with the start of the new semester and all... (im in my final year! ^-^)<br />this semester to start it off...<br />I've got design.<br />Malay traditional.<br />omg.<br />how awkward for me!<br />me and Malay don't really match.<br />i look the part but i don't play it... (sadly)<br />i don't even know the names of Malay cooking!<br />don't get me started with vegetable.<br /><br />so with a great big sigh and huge omg3 later...<br />the RESEARCH BEGAN!!!<br />through several hours of lonely days ahead...<br />again<br />and again<br />and again<br />i finally agreed upon to myself to just settle for 'burung cendrawasih' (bird of paradise)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvwwrgoSP3BQ70tZ57hKZow8oDibzV5pv6A9BcAJpaQczootj9ij64aslzG7gUdYylXlUgj8_qxoPkzpDVBNlePsP9kE8ustrJCNTN3LQ-bQ62jNfv27Q8H2WyAF9iI1X-rCdkjviaC1ku/s1600-h/2293549618_410cf3daa8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvwwrgoSP3BQ70tZ57hKZow8oDibzV5pv6A9BcAJpaQczootj9ij64aslzG7gUdYylXlUgj8_qxoPkzpDVBNlePsP9kE8ustrJCNTN3LQ-bQ62jNfv27Q8H2WyAF9iI1X-rCdkjviaC1ku/s320/2293549618_410cf3daa8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358225696915018050" /></a><br /><br />dang it.. i want to make it Gothic theme for heaven's sake!!!<br />might i commit blasphemy in the fashion syllabus if i do so???<br />whatever fuck them....<br />I'm gonna challenge them by making my dress as vulgar as possible! (devil's laugh ensues)<br /><br />i aint happy but I'm glad.<br /><br />illust<br />ms prinses, queen hails from sabah.<br />shes good to work with.<br />friendly. but shouted at me (in a friendly manner) bout typical boys and their infatuation with the female figure (nude drawings)<br />i cant help myself.. :)<br /><br />etr<br />short for entepenuership<br />we have to propose a company together.<br />in a group of 6.<br />damn<br />general manager: me (!)<br />finance manager: nina<br />operation manager: deedee<br />marketing manager: yuyu<br />production manager: nono<br />designer: fizi<br /><br />amazingly were progressing very well...<br />may even start it for real :)<br /><br />induction!<br />hahahaha<br />its finally our turn to bully!<br />i mean to re-educate the juniors.<br />as it all falls down, i became the leader for the havoc to ensue.<br />muahahahaha <br />3 days of mayhem<br />let the humiliation begin....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-14327607988039628572009-06-19T14:11:00.000+08:002009-06-19T14:28:37.974+08:00new found lovefreakin cool....<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dylDRHrYWMMnS3ahgFgbgM8Gjd15A2PIPoxQCKRnLpkyoQr8D_UizDILpHe4QM1LMx6jyqdBsflHxWl3RfP5Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-22913752717408342552009-06-18T02:03:00.000+08:002009-06-18T02:09:36.409+08:00questions ending with fruitless results...um...<br />well..<br />it seems life is coming to its end.<br />my ex is dying.<br />my imagination seems to fade,<br />and my sights are getting more and more blurry..<br />is this the end?<br />does my creative display of creations coming to a full stop..<br />i feel weak..<br />im finally alone...<br />no more sound echoes in my ears...<br />the sense of touch are course no matter how soft the matter is..<br />im withering away...<br />the darkness is calling me..<br />i must adhere to its call..<br />good bye..<br />dear friends..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEswfM2Wzc7IfC0W9gjSzUixSpWwpvISeWrCf1Lzfcx6bXl1fGEasGUtG8ycy_kLxNQ5WVebc00WPF2rZcj_z7qUP3R51gdVknyxO7rV_p9LXx4U0hJeh0ezS3m4nwwhAPvMXUfytMhbOx/s1600-h/elf_02.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEswfM2Wzc7IfC0W9gjSzUixSpWwpvISeWrCf1Lzfcx6bXl1fGEasGUtG8ycy_kLxNQ5WVebc00WPF2rZcj_z7qUP3R51gdVknyxO7rV_p9LXx4U0hJeh0ezS3m4nwwhAPvMXUfytMhbOx/s320/elf_02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348360219376473602" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-22550015220281990172009-06-15T17:54:00.000+08:002009-06-16T02:54:28.139+08:00limp up the volume for the anonymously idiotic!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKJKo8xKFAdSxyw57RrPcvCTysgd1AE4Yk1sNOnY9WbrmTMZtO2QwNdu2elfy49mhEqSjThJQsXqzb9poZQ5qfToAxhYQRoJkz-UH43AfCNOGjQ6ts9hBVWM53uBK0dN4GFn9Rod6JaZL/s1600-h/l_eca55e564eda4bbca3bb6bf97b6478b6.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKJKo8xKFAdSxyw57RrPcvCTysgd1AE4Yk1sNOnY9WbrmTMZtO2QwNdu2elfy49mhEqSjThJQsXqzb9poZQ5qfToAxhYQRoJkz-UH43AfCNOGjQ6ts9hBVWM53uBK0dN4GFn9Rod6JaZL/s320/l_eca55e564eda4bbca3bb6bf97b6478b6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347625736638255570" /></a>
<br />
<br />dear baby!!
<br />fuck off been so lazy to go online!!!!
<br />urgggghhh...
<br />been damn lazy to even open my fb, ms, tagged, fs and so on...
<br />shit..
<br />don't want to be addicted to the Internet but yet..
<br />it calls for me when it comes to downloading new songs...
<br />like always,
<br />been shopping to get the days over...
<br />starting with the Malacca trip.. (nabs, izzah..finally right?)
<br />
<br />i wanted to cancel at first coz i had to meet up with a client to discuss her design...
<br />ive forgotten the fact that the trip was for going the next Saturday ( the same day as the meet)
<br />managed to cancel and push it over the next week.
<br />(cant really been in full detail cause a full week has passed OK...)
<br />
<br />woke up at 8 ( first time in a Monet)
<br />nabel arrived late! around 1030..
<br />LO and be HOLD izzh was in the back.
<br />(izzh is nabels friend whom study at the same institution as me which is UiTM Seri Iskandar studying landscape design to whom has informed nabel that she seen me but says that i pout and seem stuck up where as nabel approved of this fact. now I'm on a mission to show my true color.)
<br />
<br />at first it was damn awkward!
<br />but the ice begins to melt when the topic of baby and hubby came to rise...
<br />***** is or was referred to as baby by his beau so we teased him like hell!!
<br />
<br />oh baby baby...
<br />how was i suppose to know...
<br />
<br />baby its fact!!
<br />
<br />we stopped for bfast at kfc..
<br />which izzah just bought rice porridge therefore left me dumbfounded on how one can eat porridge for breakfast ( seriously! do people do this?)
<br />me and nabel ate this small portioned burger but at least it fulfilled the request of my annoyingly LOUD stomach grumble.
<br />(beforehand, we've began shopping at the petronas(i think) station's shop.)
<br />
<br />off to<span style="font-weight:bold;"> MALACCA</span>!!!
<br />
<br />yes. off to Malacca indeed...
<br />taking about another 3 hours to be exact!
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<br />
<br />the trip was <span style="font-weight:bold;">WAY TOO</span> long...
<br />the Freakin GPS kept on going <span style="font-weight:bold;">ALTERNATIVE ROUTING</span>
<br />grats...
<br />at least it was a female voice...
<br />nabel grouch on why the voice was not made to be more interesting..
<br />(duh... if it went <span style="font-weight:bold;">erotica</span> accidents would be caused by aroused drivers... interesting though... <span style="font-weight:bold;">erotica</span> GPS.. should post this idea..)
<br />
<br />when we finally touch down on the soil of MALACCA (HAAAAAAAAAAAA... (cue heavenly hymns) toilet stop was a must...
<br />
<br />last one out of the car is a monkey!!
<br />last one to enter the was is a monkey!!!
<br />(i was never the monkey..)
<br />
<br />to start the trip officially,
<br />we went to nabels KBU fren's sister's wedding.
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">PINK</span>!!
<br />OMG THERE WAS PINK EVERYWHERE!!!!!!
<br />
<br />scary...
<br />
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<br />(nice ass)
<br />
<br />hahaha
<br />was quite fun though..
<br />when we arrived...
<br />all eyes was on us..
<br />(i felt stupid coz i was wearing shorts for the wedding... at least we managed to first change our clothes... me still wearing shorts but changed to a blue collared tee. nabel put a collared shirt over his tee and buttoned. izzah put on a whit kebaya. she looked heavenly but was spoiled by the fact that she wore here male dark brown romp jeans... (almost wanita melayu terakhir sangat..)
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<br />eat3....
<br />we saw some johorean imported dancers..
<br />quite funny to see grown ups dance poco-poco.
<br />HAHA
<br />
<br />continue on!!
<br />off to JONKER!!
<br />but..
<br />thx to nabel's GPS..
<br />we got lost.
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">AGAIN</span>
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<br />
<br />cutting to the arriving part..
<br />we went round and round to find the parking and finally!!!!
<br />we found it.. rm2 per entry ++ 60 cent per subsequent hour.
<br />oklah...
<br />
<br />on the way we had to stop for shooting.. the parking was a heaven sent.
<br />we had to pass by this huge mountain which turns out to be the<span style="font-weight:bold;"> A'famosa</span>!!!
<br />photoshoot galore...
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<br />hehe
<br />the shopping trip began with us going to dataran pahlawan!
<br />(i personally suggested to go there first since i hate the sun...)
<br />air-cond!!!!
<br />bought a grey tee at F.O.S(which i later regret cause hisham's little brother has the SAME shirt.. fuck)
<br />one shorts from padini!
<br />heheheh
<br />managed to get izzh to agree to be my model for next sem by bribing her through buying her a pair of heels.... we paid equal amount but to me... i WON)
<br />
<br />OFF TO JONKER!!! (Dan Gianni told me it was better to shop at night.. he used to live here he informed me sarcasticly...)
<br />
<br />hey it was F.U.N.
<br />the place was packed as HELL!!!
<br />i hate crowds....
<br />but..
<br />managed to score 3 shirts!!!
<br />bought 2 for myself and 1 for hisham
<br />oohhh.. and gifts for the family
<br />nunchaku and scooter shaped key chain for the little brother
<br />frog shaped musical instrument (wooden and it croaks when you stroke its back) for big brother
<br />cat shaped wooden pegs for the brother's gf
<br />frog shaped wooden pegs for the sis
<br />and a metal mobile where the spinning part is a girl and a boy and the static part is a tower with a heart-shaped top.
<br />and colorful dark blue light blue and white balls filled with lights for me!
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<br />the trip was freakin tiring!
<br />finished on 250.
<br />im getting good at saving..
<br />hehe
<br />
<br />sent izzh home later where she trusted me with the directions to get out of her kampung
<br />
<br />after the bridge turn right or was it left.... (=_=)
<br />
<br />got home at 3! boy was i tired...
<br />but before letting nabel aka baby off i must3 show him my under construction room!
<br />hohohohoho
<br />since he talked so much about it.. better show it to him first hand...
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">tuesdsay</span>,
<br />accompanied nabel to mid valley..
<br />(he called me at 10am to tell 'ask' me out to meet his fren kai.. sigh)
<br />got myself together at 1015 and waited for him at 11!
<br />damn...
<br />his dad pick me up.
<br />nice fellow.
<br />cared a lot about his young..
<br />hehe
<br />when we arrived we were like looking all over for *a*s that might look like the fren of kai.
<br />hahaha
<br />was quite funny coz it turns out of then that passed by us was him.
<br />had breakfast at starbucks and later went for a movie.
<br />(going quite fast and briefly because this trip is quite boring..)
<br />watched star trek. for the second time.
<br />(really wanted to watch monsters vs alien IN 3D! couldnt watch it last week with nina since her frens came late.. we waited in what i might describe as a train of people but that is still an under statment. the line was LOOONNNNG. when it was <span style="font-weight:bold;">FINALLY</span> our turn her friend called to cancel watching a movie..ouch..)
<br />after the movie we met kai's fren's ex.
<br />he's quite snobbish..
<br />hate people who thinks they're better than everyone else..
<br />were born the same okay!
<br />you're just attractive because u have VERY pale skin.
<br />other than that, your face is not <span style="font-weight:bold;">EVEN MIXED!
<br />MUKE KO MACAM MELAYU KAMPUNG CELAH PARIT KERJE SEBAGAI PENCEGAH JENAYAH DI KALANGAN LIPAS SAHAJA!!!!
<br /></span>
<br />haha.
<br />after sending them off...
<br />shopping!!!!
<br />nabel bought a black skinny at romp.
<br />he looked okay... forced him to ask the cashier to cut it shorter...
<br />hohoho
<br />topman was boring
<br />zara got nothing new...
<br />in the end i went shopping at watson.
<br />hahahahaha
<br />bought a moisturiser for the little brother and skin care items for me..
<br />(i got a huge zit size of mount kinabalu on my left cheek.. grrr)
<br />went back by train!
<br />woah.
<br />im a native when it came to train travelling... SADLY
<br />
<br />to hisham,
<br />you got yourself a mountain with your name.
<br />congratulations!
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-77722472146223004752009-06-03T01:15:00.000+08:002009-06-03T01:31:51.103+08:00haven 50% completed!hah!<br />it took me <span style="font-weight:bold;">6 hours and 35 minutes</span> to finally complete it!! (i counted)<br />its finally done!!<br />(pics of only 1 wall... the other 3 does not matter much since its all black and some portion of blue including the ceiling..)<br /><br />the egg cartons are reminisce of what my little brother left off from his futile attempt to cover the whole room with it to cushioned the soundwaves of his continual thumping of his drum set (<span style="font-weight:bold;">MY</span> room was altered to <span style="font-weight:bold;">HIS</span> moderation onto becoming his music room post <span style="font-weight:bold;">UiTM</span> calling for me)<br /><br />i left the three remaining as atribute to his failure and dismay.<br /><br />hehehe<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8PajGzQ3AW5nxzFnKqrpec9i49wwvPEQIOiUICZZiGMrFG6w1kNzyHhBfTf5hq4zMg6h7uhoLSj9tzW89kTCte-018vAIB-txJq7acPkh0LL_5f_Y4IsCvXF7uxIlwkuSGIF_ZGm8Qhwg/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfkvAh9_6HodI4PZp1TpdOkSCXMdacZ2CnHr1m-RxHQJTd1igC_u-rEgQzOxmNJ7hzPf7xBUVAEFg995ADVVqF5g_PJRjrQBjlK-2zI_UNFipdcg6uSqJjvPb_EMwhtTlw1Gnrc9kmNvat/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342782388657244402" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNwzST8SJJPLrYgcU_ZNMDW8ZTjnNiuOzBBF4TM3Pg328RXMfSJ0-YWVLgA6PTde61HfCwtHfvvCv3sCUJMT2yLi74sXoI9dFxrQyeXRlTraelQGUehBfmMWeOh4OJIguMoKI8elA7YWu/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNwzST8SJJPLrYgcU_ZNMDW8ZTjnNiuOzBBF4TM3Pg328RXMfSJ0-YWVLgA6PTde61HfCwtHfvvCv3sCUJMT2yLi74sXoI9dFxrQyeXRlTraelQGUehBfmMWeOh4OJIguMoKI8elA7YWu/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342782382961690242" /></a><br /><br />now only the other <span style="font-weight:bold;">50%</span><br /><br />the furnishing bit...<br /><br />heheheheeh...<br /><br />hello cool <span style="font-weight:bold;">new</span> bed, drawer, table + +...<br /><br />he he he..<br /><br />welcome to my soon to be completed <span style="font-weight:bold;">studio/room</span> new furniture<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh63EwWj_d5A7GfZWA0VLgddBDjTHXUVvCNksBXdxNi2pUKiyBcrI5gcyudl3lst2o2x1emmzZZ9z2b9iGFV-Nv2SQu1Jd3iipvZ6qNzJvpQBhGBlYIcxOvMWd6kEma0fJAaU8Ptwf5oTae/s1600-h/Stryange-Shoppe.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh63EwWj_d5A7GfZWA0VLgddBDjTHXUVvCNksBXdxNi2pUKiyBcrI5gcyudl3lst2o2x1emmzZZ9z2b9iGFV-Nv2SQu1Jd3iipvZ6qNzJvpQBhGBlYIcxOvMWd6kEma0fJAaU8Ptwf5oTae/s320/Stryange-Shoppe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342783732164018370" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-9008826459430212882009-06-02T13:29:00.000+08:002009-06-02T13:39:08.129+08:00new paint job.yesterday, <br />though out of no new things to do...<br />i went to ye olde pharmacy where i used to work..<br />(yes, i was exuberantly bored)<br />and to no surprise, i was STILL BORED.<br /><br />haih..<br />as if nothing would turn a sour day grey,<br />me mum called later on to inform me that were finally going to go buy the paint i need for my room (gasp!)<br />hahahah!!! so after 3 weeks of waiting i finally get a new coat of paint for my horrendous room!!!<br />(woohoo)<br /><br />guess what the color is...<br />well its not really a color.<br />its not classed as one actually.<br />black.<br /><br />as if im not depress enough.<br />now im inducing my own depression.<br />hahahahah<br /><br />and yeah..<br />so i actually started to paint at 11 pm and stopped for sleep at 6am.<br />whats once was blue was now 3/4 black.<br />best part even the ceiling is black!<br />muahahaha<br />my room/studio is almost complete!!<br /><br />now to get white furnitures...<br /><br />hello ikea, goodbye money..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-8379902587613501022009-05-27T12:28:00.000+08:002009-05-27T12:38:49.648+08:00to start a new a walk of exposure.<br />time to rest is a woeful period.<br />a time to relax, a time to enjoy.<br />though a time to gain experience,<br />perplex as it seems, <br />a time for <span style="font-weight:bold;">shopping spree</span>.. <br /><br />:p<br /><br />as weird as it sounds i became obsessed with shopping this holiday!<br />thx to a fellow fren,<br />Ive been indulging myself with life's little luxury it has prepared.<br />hahahahahah!<br />managed to finish <span style="font-weight:bold;">400</span> on first visit..<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">200</span> on second visit..<br />and another <span style="font-weight:bold;">200</span> on the third.<br /><br />oh mein gott...<br />i have to stop this...<br />Ive become what Ive dread the most!!<br />a <span style="font-weight:bold;">SHOP-A-HOLIC</span>..<br />dang.<br /><br />oh well...<br />I'm still not satisfied!!!!<br />more shopping trips please!!!! <br /><br />(heheheh will be going to sunway after this.. designer items anyone?)<br /><br />oh~ if your looking for cheap aunthentic perfumes, do visit <a href="http://">perfumereriesshop.blogspot.com</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996211518377940349.post-55112566888352245952009-05-21T16:24:00.000+08:002009-05-21T16:37:06.670+08:00sorrowful viseis it possible that though how many times we deny it...<br />we lie in of our own demise..<br />never far long have the road taken us and yet...<br />we anticipate..<br />death hallow through the deep set minds..<br />we are all alike..<br />in the end were all sinners arent we?<br />from the holiest of man to the dirtiest of thieves,<br />were all sinners.<br />as were taught, sinners die a painful death.<br />and yet, merciless as it seems....<br />we die.<br /><br />it never did daunts me before but euphoria,<br />a sense of prolong happiness...<br />can occur on this planet...<br />when were with the friends we love,<br />the people we cherish and adore,<br />bad times are whisked away to be replaced by happy memories...<br />forever to be depicted as a sense of new beginnings.<br />sadness prompts creativity but kills any other emotional beings..<br />maybe it seems weird but....<br />maybe spending a few hours with new found friends might be good for the soul....<br /><br /><br />death opens up to a new window.<br />with friends to poke fun with it..<br />why not?<br />the unorthodox tombs...<br /><br />LOL<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPz3SN6EaIxZRLNI8eynFDJGDKTicRKkXj30ky6u5-S3icRzM_gsR9MtVgj6tk3-mlpCibRTYZYo6Kti_kALzrK3iCaKlhVPGYG8XmgK8o4k7gtdw0_x4idmSO_3MNz-rs6g6YUuRA6Wvt/s1600-h/kerry.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPz3SN6EaIxZRLNI8eynFDJGDKTicRKkXj30ky6u5-S3icRzM_gsR9MtVgj6tk3-mlpCibRTYZYo6Kti_kALzrK3iCaKlhVPGYG8XmgK8o4k7gtdw0_x4idmSO_3MNz-rs6g6YUuRA6Wvt/s320/kerry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338192908086330930" /></a><br />me,farah&wawan<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVADJWPAR0T_2Ywv8FpDLfbduQ5B_cz9gRprMwLdEIXwYxMlzcml5t4h5mqZrMQu5YwcWN4GjSoV4krPvbCmPOmW681NbaSidheKvliiyrgUO-W7JMjiULMQiD7W-mrGED4GvCL416cCY/s1600-h/keranda.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVADJWPAR0T_2Ywv8FpDLfbduQ5B_cz9gRprMwLdEIXwYxMlzcml5t4h5mqZrMQu5YwcWN4GjSoV4krPvbCmPOmW681NbaSidheKvliiyrgUO-W7JMjiULMQiD7W-mrGED4GvCL416cCY/s320/keranda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338193241460981746" /></a><br />me,farah&hattaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3