it has been too long.
too busy with stuff.
anyway, this has been on my mind for a while now.
you know when you're in a shopping mall and they have those potted plants at several spots throughout?
you do? good, because every time without fail, i always have to make way for people to walk. hence, this would mean that i am always walking through the plant. i swear this always happens to me.
why do i have to be the jungle woman and go through the bloody plant? why can't you --god forbid-- make way for ME.
if the plant was plastic then i would not be complaining too much but jesus, this is a real plant ok.

this is truly the story of my life.

this still makes me laugh. 

sighh...i miss disney channel. 

i got to hand it to them, one utama's christmas display this year is amazing.
well, i'm only saying that because i've only seen two so far.
i will say though, it looks extremely realistic except for the pond cum ice skating rink.
however, there is always a catch. they made the ground to be like cobble stone ground. it's cute and all but it's really really unsafe since the rocks aren't really secured onto the ground. it's more like they placed some of them there. therefore, it can be quite terrifying at times especially when people are coming from all directions.
and that's not all. they also have this little bridge connecting to the other side of the place. i know you guys are working with limited space but having such a narrow bridge is scary since it's kind of steep too.
it's ok kids to just run across it like it's as wide as the penang bridge because no one will fall and die onto a bed of rocks.
ah, christmas displays.

my email has been hacked. -.- 

i hate this so much..

but in the mean time here's a picture of a couple of christmas tags in the shape of mittens which i made and me trying to cover up my messy room.

yesssssss. 

i know i have posted this on my fb wall and reblogged it on tumblr yet i still want to post it over here because it made me laugh then it made me sad because that's my daily itinerary.

and there you have it, my life in a gif. 

as far as i'm concern, i do not want anything for christmas.

don't even know why i did this. 

kind of unfair how the cats are free to roam while the dogs are caged up.

:( aunty, why you so cruel? 

who doesn't love brainy? :B

teeth

i did not type any of the things said below but i do completely agree to what she is saying.

dougscorner:

Matt Lauer, my new hero!

Thank you for making Kanye West feel accountable for his actions.

I almost threw up on minute 4:50

I love this interview.

Your new hero? Lauer? foolishness. He did a job. He added verbiage some of which Kanye wasn’t trying to admit to at all. Ye isn’t right in most of the odd publicity he somehow gets himself into by being outspoken and obnoxious at times, but then that’s what makes him Kanye. Love him or hate him… doesn’t matter. In my case I’m indifferent and a lot of his music I enjoy.

I like Ye’s honesty in the interview when he said no one actually feels good calling someone a name and being looked at as a hero at that time- because when he looked back on it it didn’t feel so good… and I also like the fact that although Beyonce had a shocked look on her face as the camera rolled to her during Ye’s interruption- but it was still glee and happiness on her face—-he was still giving her a compliment albeit fair or not, everybody is human. Even though he had an ignorant response he was entitled to his opinion, just not in that way or platform. That is what I think he was if any bit “owning up to” in this interview for both situations.

I don’t think he felt entirely accountable much at all. Replay it, he felt emotional, he felt embarrassed, but what he said he was sorry for wasn’t that Bush incident— it was that he was sorry he said something he didn’t have the grounds to speak on necessarily… an actual “I’m sorry” to former President Bush never came out of his mouth— only Lauer’s. He was sorry for making the mistakes in his own actions, and that those were the emotions that he felt at that time.

Also I enjoyed that at 6:16 KAYNE’s name was spelled incorrectly!!! HA! And for the record even though it’s “protocol” to play the tape in the background with the sound- that is a rude and disrupting and everyone knows it’s rude to have background anything while someone is talking. Most people just don’t speak on it. Kanye said “I’m hearing it while I’m trying to talk,” Lauer said “Just pick up,” this is just a classic look at how things are done. 

And as for Bush; it isn’t the blame for Kanye’s racist comment or the fact that Kanye called out something true or untrue pertaining to Bush’s fails during presidency that Bush should get emotional about. But obviously people get upset with what hits the core, so now Bush your “emotional response” makes me think even less of you… and that it could quite possibly BE true. 

And additionally more importantly for Bush— Gazillions of people died during your presidency in many wars for many reasons and Ye’s comment about you being a racist president was what you coined as one of the most disgusting moments of your presidency??? That’s a new low for you Bush. Sorry. That’s the part where Bush got the most emotional? Gosh, these egos and feelings. Be bigger, be better. Now that was disgusting.

-Lalanii

subways, at least the ones over here are so bloody stingy.

i hate you so much. 

i didn't know dying your hair and speaking with a fake accent makes you cooler. 

i'm still not over it. probably never will be.

SIGH 

it's absolutely weird, at least to me, how people use the word 'baby' or 'sayang' or 'beb' and etc. so freely.
very. very. weird.


i'm just saying.

thank you google map. 

if only it were a joke. -.-

i have seen 84720187473 people wearing this t-shirt.

NOT SO SPECIAL NOW, AREN'T YOU? sucker...

i know you're nice and all but why are you always around him?
you guys act like you're married..but you're not so try and get a life which doesn't include your boyfriend.
geeezz.

random rant from an overprotective cousin.

:T

you would think that people would know better than to let out stupid comments during a movie..out loud.
you either want people to realise how dumb you are or how obnoxious you are. take your pick.
when kristen bell's character first appeared in the film, she was the high school senior donned with braces, glasses and pimples.
i don't why this has to be the stereotype for "losers" but anyway, out of nowhere some guy feels the need to let everyone know what he thinks "so UGLY"
seriously? seriously?! it's not like she was actually disfigured or something.
we were obviously not looking at the same person since all i saw was a normal person. so what if she wore braces and glasses and had pimples? so what?!
most people would have looked like that at some point. i know i did except my glasses were not exaggeratively big.
at least he didn't call her retarded. i'll give him that.

due to the excessive time i have, i want to get a head start on christmas decorations :B

the only problem is that all these directions include all of those fancy like craft making tools.

so i'll just try my luck with my scissors and hands. 

what's the worse that could happen, right?

i would want a mantel just to put these. so cute :T 

this is me. being weird. 

INDEED. 

i applaud girls who actually want to do those jumping pictures in bikinis.

i mean what if the girls fall out and some random guy is there looking at you.

ick. 

it is just not for the weak hearted. even so, how do they jump so high? 

someone teach me the secrets of jumping shots. 

blaaa. 

i may have let out a little scream when i saw this. turkey cupcakes. :B 

greco

it's never good for your purse when there are two birthdays back to back.

in a way i feel bad cause you can't really have like a party for each one of them so you would always have to do it together. idk :D

anyway, be it birthdays or christmas, my wrapping skills never improve..ever. neither do my cutting skills.

hence, the picture.

it's like i'm just born not to wrap stuff which is why i usually buy presents from a department store or somewhere which has a free wrapping service so i would not have to embarrass myself.
but since i did not go to either places, i had to do it myself. the horror.

i really hope they just tear it open and not notice the awkward cello tapes. heh.

oh yes i have finished watching sex and the city.

yes, finally. that was a long 6 seasons.

it's amazing how they can make the main actress so annoying and stupid at times.

if i allow myself to go on, i would just be repeating myself from the earlier blog post. 

anyway, i'm itching to see why 'eat pray love' is so "bad" and to also annoy people by giving my commentary. i could not get any good seats unless good seats to you are those right at the front. the first review i read was not very reassuring since he/she did not read the book so she/he was really confused why is she so miserable. 

isn't the whole point of reviewing a movie to compare how the director followed the book and what his perspective of the book was? 

oh yes, since we are on this topic, there was once a movie review that was just 3 sentences..in the newspaper..startwo..yes..i know..

i'm probably having delayed withdrawal symptoms since i've been trying to watch nickelodeon shows from the 90's like "clarissa explains it all" 

yes weird.

no doubt nickelodeon had the best shows. i don't know about now..

the. icing colour. is. awesome. 

it's creepy how i remember what this episode was about. yearbook picture. yeap.

i am probably the only person on this side of the earth that gets worked up listening to "love the way you lie"
i mean it's a great song if you don't listen to the lyrics or watch the video.
yea it's true abusive/dysfunctional relationships exist but the song in a way is like saying "hey, it's fine. don't bother to try to get yourself out of that relationship because you can't"
i know at least 100 people who would disagree with me and say that the song is putting these types of relationships out there. partially or maybe barely partially true.
yes i am a party pooper.

i will miss you, sal.

i really find it hard to understand why people are so obsessed about carrie bradshaw. i've never watched a single episode of it until recently.
by relying on thousands of women wanting to be like her and dress like her and also several cultural references to the character, i would think that she's what every woman wants to be i.e. independent,successful, "stylish" and so on.
however, this is not true. well..at least to me it isn't.
i've not completed watching all the 6 seasons but it's pretty clear that carrie says that she has no idea about men or so she claims.
her words are usually along the line of  "men are confusing and they're the problem"
however, i feel that it's pretty obvious that she IS the problem in all her relationships. she's the reason mr. big and aiden both left her the 1st and 2nd time (or maybe more)
even in sex and the city 2 she managed to jeopardise her marriage by kissing aiden.
anyway, it puzzles me also that woman want to be like her. i may be saying this because i watch episodes back-to-back so her voice does become annoying and the things she does seem stupid but it's still mostly true.
so far, carrie can't cut mr. big out of her life although he is obviously bad news. this is apparently the main plot in all seasons i suppose because there will be that one stupid episode each season where she's in another relationship and then big shows up and then she's confused blablabla...
hence, what i have gathered from all my unorganised blabbering is that woman should not try to shape themselves to be carrie.

maybe try miranda.

i was either way too excited or people did not know who he was when harry shum jr. cameoed in step up 3.
yea.

i feel like baking several batches of cookies and eating all of it watching sex and the city. 

i have 2 more seasons to go. 

actually, i should eat those several batches of cookies watching 'eat, pray, love' 

yes yes better idea. 

this is just mean. seriously. 

i miss this show sooooo much.
excuse me while i cry in a corner about how much i miss nickelodeon.

mellencamp for yer melon.

the floral trend needs to retire..now.
seriously, i now see people in floral jumpsuits. yes..jumpsuits. jumpsuits are like to me quite hard to swallow since it makes your butt look huge no matter what size you are.
that's the thing about consumer trends (at least the ones that catch on) that bugs me. they love to integrate the trend into everything and suddenly you walk into a store and everything is in floral print and then everyone starts wearing floral prints then it hurts my eyes.
then i go on to see 7 people wearing the same dorothy perkins/topshop floral dress at the same place.
and then you have other kinds of "trends" like the leotard. omg. where do i even start?
leotards should only be worn by lady gaga, beyonce and ballerinas. period.
i don't even know why they sell them in the first place because where on earth are you going to wear your stupid leotard? maybe a lady gaga concert so people can grope your butt.
the thing is people who buy a leotard usually use with a skirt/any sort of bottoms which defeats the purpose of even wasting money on it since you can just wear a top and no one would know the difference.

people need to learn especially people here that just because it's from topshop doesn't mean it automatically looks cool. it doesn't most of the time. jc.

let me make you kind of hungry. 

brown paper white paper

it drives me nuts when intelligent girls seem to only want to talk about boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, guys. i can't take it. 

i really needed to say this.

if i were to elaborate i would be saying a lot of things i don't mean. well actually, when i am mad i usually say things i mean. i don't know if it's only me but if it is then why do people say that line all the time?

i mean when we are with people or friends we usually never say mean things to them to their face. 

hence, when an argument is being played out and rage is in the air, it would only be normal that we say things we really mean. it's like a 'slip of the tongue is no fault of the mind' thing.then again people usually whip out that line to justify what they have said. why should we feel guilty for saying something we mean if it's the fact or how we feel? after all isn't truth what everyone wants from everyone. 

i guess you could say anger is like alcohol where when there is too much, the truth will come out. 

needless to say, it should be expected of me to twitch or roll my eyes whenever i hear that line. 

we can all rejoice now.

Life-Altering Line-Drawing Instrument Design Concept of the Day: Giha Woo’s “Constrained Ball” can be attached to any standard writing instrument to assist in the production of ruler-free lines. In addition, the device has a built-in LCD screen which displays the total length of any line drawn.

As others have noted, this would likely require at least one additional gear to create functional stability, but an interesting concept nonetheless.

past life. black woman from the ghetto.

passing by my secondary school the other day and seeing all the school students made me flashback to my schooling days.
i have to admit that i regret succumbing to peer pressure. regret trying to be noticed. regret not being myself all the time. now when thinking about it, it means absolutely nothing. it really doesn't matter if i'm friends with people who are "cool" and it definitely doesn't matter if i have to be "pretty".
i actually wish i spent more time just being me and not worrying what my "social status" was and how i looked in my uniform.
i wish current me could slap past me really hard. really hard.
don't get me wrong, i really enjoyed my schooling days but there will always be that small tiny regret in me.
looking at the "popular" crowd now, it's really clear that the guys who people thought were "hot" are really just douchebags. the girls who were "popular" are just shallow.

can i get an amen?

UP cupcakes! you know...the movie UP. yea? yea? yea?

i didn't even watch it and i'm getting excited. if the colourful balls thing were bigger it would be better. i'm just saying. :B 

it's a purty ceiling. ngeh ngeh. can anyone guess where it is?

probably not since i'm the only loser who enjoys going to public libraries for no good reason except to be around books. whoa naomi, tmi.

one thing i won't miss about kdu is the library because it is the noisiest library that seems to exist. i believe even children's library is quieter. it's so noisy that outside the library is 10 times quieter than inside. oh yea and it has terrible wifi to which there will always be some douchebag playing some online game who practically uses all the bandwidth.  

funniest thing i've seen in a while.
oh lynette lee lyn leq, where la you find all this?

the wonders of peanut butter

women do seek attention. some may admit it, some may deny.
however, to say that some girls do it flamboyantly is kind of an insult.
if 'flamboyantly' is the better or nicer or more acceptable way to get attention, then what does that say about the people who think it is the better or nicer way?
doesn't it make the people seem like worshipers-of-the-ground-they-walk-on?
the more appropriate question is if these people do notice and admit that these people are attention seekers then why do they even succumb to it? why give the attention seekers...attention?
the answer is rather simple, i suppose. people are bias. people will always be bias.
and it's always the outsider looking in who sees it but never the insider.
so does this make the outsider the bad guy for pointing it out?
after all as much as we hate ass kissers, we all hate attention seekers even more.


right?

oprah would not be proud of this.

make your car a no phone zone, suraj.

some like it lemon-y?

zomg-ness i have not blogged in a week? i don't know.
that's what i feel.
i do have a perfect reason and that is because my laptop decided to not detect the wifi in my house which is why i hardly tweet and blog and go on facebook. basically everything.
i do actually feel much freer. not so chained down to the interweb.
ok i will blog sooner or later cause i have tons of conjugations to remember in order not to feel like the class moron.

IDIOTIC FRIENDS

 Hi suraj here finally i agreed to blog as a guest blogger for Naomi's crapodelic :-)

Anyway I'm blogging about my experience today in Starbucks  centrepoint bandar utama,there was this guy and his friend(female) they were having  this conversation about his scandal's  and stuff the best part is his friend she was advising him how to handle his keeps, i was like WTF rather then advising her friend not to do such thing she was supporting him.

After hearing all of his weekday and weekend girlfriend stories i overheard that his wife is also the same thing and the best part is they have kids I'm like what an awesome couple and parents they have become.I really felt like saying think of your kids a-hole.

At the end of their conversation  what his friend aka the BITCH  said is that she hopes her husband does not do something like this,i was like is she mentally retarded or something, i seriously hope that karma should hit this bitch real hard and soon

Moral of this incident: 1.there is no harm shooting people like this in plain sight
                                 2.the word loyalty does not exist in their vocabulary                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

pictures like these make me want to go to a pet store but that would go against my beliefs since pets stores are as evil as zoos.
anyway, following the whole mamak/shisha/football blog post, i've decided to come up with a compromise. i will have a meal at some mamak on a day with suraj without complaining at all or frowning...more on the complaining part.

good advice: do not go to centrepoint during lunchtime on wednesdays. i swear it's like school kids are everywhere. they take up all the space in mcdonald's and then they go to starbucks because it's so cool to drink coffee then they go on dates in kitchen creatures and then their friends will come into the restaurant trying to interrupt the date. real mature guys.
seriously, it's annoying.

ok inception blew my mind, figuratively of course.
i think i need a few days to think about it and let it all sink it.
juno girl in the movie was rather random but the 3rd rock from the sun guy was less random than juno girl.
i tend to only see 3rd rock from the sun guy in simple, comedy, love films so took me a while to accept the fact that he's in a serious movie.
action parts were boring, as usual.

i had no idea hot&spicy was even gone.

1. yes, i don't go to mamaks.
2. yes, i don't do that shisha thing
3. yes, i don't watch football 
4. yes, i don't hang out at night 

admitting these four things to suraj's friends or to certain people will end up with me getting the you-are-weird-or-some-kind-of-social-outcast face.
 last week at shum's place, one of shum's friend (who's a girl) was talking about mamaks and shisha and football to shaun baihaiqi and suraj. unfortunately i was in the middle of that discussion and i was almost COMPLETELY lost. probably the only thing i understood was shisha which is unsanitary ok...seriously.

i don't blindly follow the world cup or what not just because it seems cool for a girl to like and/or "understand" football or to make myself appealing to boys (and this only goes out to girls who claim they understand football, just so you know) i'm sorry shum's friend but listening to you talk about the world cup only made me want to slap you only because you sounded really stupid talking about it but apparently it was very appealing to shaun. if it weren't for suraj covering my mouth, i would have said something mean. so i thank thee for that.

i don't have the urge to go to mamaks to watch football or hang out because i don't really get it. i don't feel the need to conform to society's idea of hanging out at mamaks and i don't think i ever will. i may sound like some sort of spoilt brat but that's my view and i will stick to it.
i don't say one thing but do another. *cough* *cough*

i really need to bring a camera around or something. this blog is boring.
i am sorry.
i don't even know if anyone's reading it anymore.
i may be blogging to no one.
this is what my life has turned into. me speaking to no one.
c'est la vie. hahah .
ok anyway, i promise there will be something here somehow.
time to borrow suraj's camera.

oh yes, i would like to thank everyone for the gifts. you really really did not have to get me anything. i feel so unworthy of your pretty gifts.

:)

please tell me someone understands this. 

i have finally figured out how to make the cupcakes in teacups idea work out. i blogged about it over heeeeeeree. yea i know, i can't believe i'm still thinking about it.
so the idea came to me while i was washing my face and i remember reading somewhere that ideas come to you most often when you're in the shower.
anyway, the teacups should be like transparent plastic and patterns or doodles would be drawn onto the teacup with colourful markers or something. if the plastic thing doesn't work out, those cheap white teacups could be used as well.
..and that's all i came up with.

the tabloids call us james. it's the combination of jenna and james.

i am a savoury kind of person but desserts and sweets are like a fiesta for my eyes. 

i have this mind set that cupcakes that look nice usually don't taste that great. i mean you put so much effort in the details of the icing and design that i'm pretty sure you would just use some super simple cupcake recipe which makes the cake really dry and bleghhh. i think the same when it comes to those fondant cakes. it's looks nice and all but you'll be eating more fondant than cake. 

bride and groom candy apples :B

too cute to be eaten.

 idea: people should stop giving out cupcakes at weddings. it's not original nor cute anymore ok. they should be more creative and give out stuff like these candy apples. 

i love making cards. i really don't know why. it's probably from the million times they asked us to make greeting cards in primary school.
this may sound crazy but i already promised myself to make my own wedding cards IF i do get married.
thus, for these couple of months i will try to take my card making to the next level somehow.
i've been very inspired by that project runway episode where the only material allowed to be used was newspaper. yea and it was pretty freaking awesome.
so i want to make those 3D cards. it looks kind of tough though but i do have all the time in the world.

yes that sums everything up. serena and aaron together was just plain weird. 

Or rapies

just watched the hangover. yes i am a year late.
i can't seem to figure out why the movie only won one mtv movie award.
it's not so stupid unlike some comedies. that's the thing with comedies, there is always this fine line between stupidly not funny (to me but extremely funny to most boys because seeing people getting hurt is funny to them. go figure) and funny. a very obvious example of stupidly unfunny is those scary movie movies. once i watched meet the spartans and i did not laugh throughout the whole movie cause it was so stupid. but the two guys i went to watch it with were laughing hysterically.
yes, i am a very picky movie goer.
oh yes, and why did amanda seyfried even win an mtv movie award FOR JENNIFER'S BODY of all movies? it baffles the mind.

p.s. if you have not seen jennifer's body, please don't. i beg you.

oh yea, i just found out that shaun and daryl found my blog.
this important information was withheld for several months.
i don't know how they did find it and why they even cared about what i think since...nevermind that's another story.
anyway, glad to know you guys care. i hope you enjoyed reading all the mean things i've said about you guys. i may have blogged about that stuff out of spite but i still kind of like you guys ( using kind of sparingly in this context)
i doubt previn found my blog on his own if he ever did.

And there is no aspect, no facet, no moment of life that can’t be improved with pizza.

i am having this recurring dream or nightmare about me driving but i seem to have no control over it.
i keep like banging into cars and stuff and it's scary.
i've probably dreamt about it at least seven times so far and last night was the weirdest form of that dream. i was actually driving the car from the passenger seat hoping not to crash into any cars. i don't even know how the car is driving on its own actually.
so i decided to check what this dream means and it says:

To dream that you are driving a vehicle, signifies your life's journey and your path in life. The dream is telling of how you are moving and navigating through life

ok so i have no control over my life? what?

If you are driving from the passenger side of a car, then it suggests that you are trying to gain control of the path that your life is taking. You are beginning to make your own decisions. 

yea, probably the only decisions i'm making right now are what to watch, eat, do and etc.


so from what i've gathered based on my last driving dream, i am trying to gain control of my life yet i have no control over it. yay?

oh yes, i dreamt i got shot last night. freaky indeed. i think someone has been slipping things into my food ahaha. 

It's a shame that if a girl wears an outfit too skimpy, drinks too much, hangs with the wrong crowd, stays out too late or does anything that could possibly put her in a dangerous situation it's somehow her fault.
Caution should not be thrown to the wind, but fake masculine assholes who let this happen.
stupid rapists. i hope you all die a long painful death.

..

i call this device the reason-i-will-be-joining-the-biggest-loser-asia-in-a-few-years-if-i-get-that
it's looks portable and cute which is dangerous since i can simply whipped it out of my pocket and start roasting marshmallows anywhere. oh, sugar how i love you. why must you taste so good and be so bad to my body?


i know this is some what random and a total downer but what the heck.
suraj's best friend in the whole world died in a car accident this morning. i blogged about him a little here 
i can't imagine losing a best friend. i'm very amazed that suraj is keeping it together, so far.
i would probably be in one corner in a ball crying non stop if that ever happened to me.
i must admit that i'm affected as well and weirdly enough i feel guilty for being affected because i hardly knew him and vice versa.
i always thought that azuari would be the veterinarian that he would have become who i would have gone to when my future cats,dogs, hamsters and rabbits were sick.
well, i guess that's life.
you will be missed a lot.

at least american apparel understands 

i have three papers this week starting from tomorrow. yay...
i'm rather irritated that all my econs papers are in the afternoon.
i like morning papers.

excuse me while i drool over jesse st. james' hair and smile. oh so charming. 

evil comma tracy.

i actually prefer these cupcake cups than those expensive looking ones. it's more practical. the expensive ones require you to tear the paper to consume the cupcake while these ones make my life ten times easier. i'm just saying. 

this place looks like the rainbow vomited on it but it looks inviting oddly. it's probably the pillows. oh how i love pillows on chairs/couches. 

this would only make sense if you've watched iron man 2. am i the only one who realised that mickey rourke had probably 10 lines maximum throughout the whole movie? i don't expect them to give him many lines since his face doesn't really seem to move. even when he was crying it looked scarily stiff. 

i hate it when people give their opinion about something and they won't stop because suddenly they are apart of that something. if i wanted your opinion, i would have asked for it. people can be so weird and rude.  

I AM CURSED WHEN IT COMES TO PENS.
more on that soon.
oh exams make me neglect blogging.
i'm too lazy to even change the font.

why did vocal adrenaline have to do highway to hell? 
now i can't stop thinking about school of rock.
my only weakness. well, one of. 

hot like mexico, rejoice

i have a formspring account now.
which means you can ask me anything about me.
i didn't want to join the bandwagon but it looked interesting.
i'm expecting questions like "why are you so negative?" seriously. 
i would probably take it off after a while :)
so feel free to type your question/s in the widget on your left. 
:B 

vindication is an awesome word.

so as promised the pictures are here :)
i went to suraj's new place the other day to be convinced about how near his place is to sue vern's haha..which is why there is some sort of "SS2 gang" 
yes i feel intimidated. there should be a damansara jaya gang!


anyway, i didn't bring my camera knowing suraj's camera is nicer to play with which is why i had to wait for the pictures to be sent to me. however, thanks to p1 wimax, i took the photos personally. 

the view. you can see tropicana city mall aka tcm from his balcony but it's not in the picture exactly. if you squint you can see that flyover thing that is joined with tcm.

i love the door. it's so adorable. 

the shades remind me of being in a hotel room. i don't know why. 

there's something about transparent tables that make me feel weird. i can see my thighs as i eat.  

man at work. 

man at work from different angle. haha. the way he's holding that knife is scary. 

oh funny story behind this picture. well, not the picture. the pop corn. let's start with..i've always wanted to try the microwave popcorn so we went to the supermarket to get it. as i was looking for it, suraj was like "we don't have a microwave" then i was like "how can you live without a microwave?" yea we ended up buying that one which is the traditional one..you know as in putting in the pan on fire. yea. 

so when we went back to his place, lo and behold there was a microwave. yay.

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