Ray-Ban Rare Print Line for Spring 2010

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Omg. Colourful geometries Ray-Ban Wayfarer. Don’t you just love it when the flower blooms and the bees are singing. Not that Malaysia has 4 seasons… but this pair would definitely put away your glamorous Dior back in it’s case for our bright sun-tropics weather

I’m sure I’m the 1298736255th person complaining about the heat here.

(-__-”)

I want all my clothes to be soaked in icy water, and dried in icy cold wind. Then I put em on straight to class, oooooooh so cold. All you bitches are/will be sweating like dogs and smell awfully bad. I am happily enjoying the chill – no I don’t feel the heat at all; I won’t sweat and I smell fresh.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Gila oredi. Too hot.

ps: Fatul, Wayfarer ni tak kasi peluang lansung dekat over-size sunnies awak (yang lucah sedikit) tu.

pps: Chiraness, your fantabulous sunnies too can’t compete with these.

ppps: provoking people. panas panas. babai

Let’s crescendo in Week 4.
Workloads are forte.
Long hours of books are fortissimo.

Ah,
a mezzo-forte meetup.

Of course,
a fortississimo happy me; you.

Good day people

First of all,
the orange with black-stripes-4-legged creature is a tiger.

The other
white with pink-stripes-4-legged creature is a lion; of lion dance.
It’s actually a recycle lion of my last year’s CNY post. Hoho

A year of a tiger.
Oooooh.
Mr Faeez was born in the year of a tiger.  I’m a snake! Papa’s in the year of the horse.
Tall Sis is in the year of a monkey.
And Mama and Lil Bubu are in the year of the ox.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR YAW!

and a very, very, very HAPPY LONG WEEKEND

By random, a friend asked me while we were visiting the home.

“If you are given the chance to be a child again, would you?”

My answer would be,

“Oh yes. It is the best part of my life”

—–

And so I visited a house named Asrama Darussalam Simpang Pulai, Perak last Sunday 7th February 2010.

Questions that ponder when I was on my way there were,

1. There’s actually a home for kids behind those huge factories?

2. I mean, hello huge factories in Simpang Pulai, and a home exists there?

3. (-____________-”)

So we reached the home. I went there under an event named Children Provision 2010. Equipped with smiles, laughters, and beaming personalities (haha); hello kids. Nice to meet you

Say,
They come from different backgrounds. Of passed away parent(s), to parent(s) who can’t afford to take care of them – thus sending them there. Burdens that are too heavy for an eight-year-old to bear.

When I was eight, I was already travelling around Malaysia with my family. Boarding planes. Enjoying chendols. Playing piano. Receiving pocket moneys from my parents. Ah the good old days.

Them?

…

Family support – Nil. Zero. Nada.

Of course some of us have lost our either our father, or mother in an early age. But hei, you weren’t sent to a home when you were little, adolescent, young and tween. You still have your families’ supports, no?

We were folding some origamis – Penguin, Cat Face, Whale, Elephant and Fish Head.
A yellow male Fish Head.

Excitedly, the kid in the photo there showed his Fish Head.
It’s a Female Fish Head as it has eyelashes (-__-”)

Praise the God. We have enough family supports and look, we never have to undergo through what the kids are now. We have a house called home where love circulates tremendously. A family whom we can really call, family.

9th February 2010.

It’s a glorious day, whereby 2 of my closest girlfriends are officially a year older.

Happy 20 Year old Alya!
Turning 20 is fun I tell you. You’ve experienced it yourself this morning, before class, during class and after class. Kan kan.

Happy 21 Year old Najla!
Kakak. Haha. The oldest among us 4. Come to Perak and we’ll celebrate together.

I love you both
Happy Birthday.