marriage

Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after the
wedding, he laid down the following rules: "I'll be home when I want,
if I want and at what time I want and I don't expect any hassle from
you.
I expect a great dinner to be on table unless I tell you that I won't
be home for dinner. I'll go hunting, fishing, boozing and card-playing
when I want with my old buddies and don't you give me a hard time about
it. Those are my rules. Any comments?" His new bride said, "No, that's
fine with me. Just understand that there will be sex here at seven
o'clock every night..... whether you're here or not."

(DAMM SHE'S GOOD!)

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Marriage (Part II)

Husband and wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th wedding
anniversary! The husband yells, "When you die, I'm getting you a
headstone that reads: "Here Lies My Wife - Cold As Ever " "Yeah?" she
replies. "When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads: "Here
Lies My Husband Stiff At Last"

(HE ASKED FOR IT!)

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Marriage (Part III)

Husband (a doctor) and his wife are having a fight at the breakfast
table. Husband gets up in a rage and says, "And you are no good in bed
either, and storms out of the house.

After sometime, he realizes he was nasty and decides to make amends
and rings her up. She comes to the phone after many rings, and the
irritated husband says, "what took you so long to answer the phone?"
She says, "I was in bed." "In bed this early, doing what?" "Getting a
second opinion!"

(YEP, HE HAD THAT ONE COMING, TOO!)

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Marriage (Part IV)

A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. He is so
proud of himself, that he starts calling his wife,"Mother of Six" in
spite of her objections. One night, they go to a party. The man
decides that it's time to go home and wants to find out if his wife is
ready to leave as well. He shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go
home 'Mother of Six?' His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of
discretion, shouts right back, "Anytime you're ready, Father of Four."

(RIGHT ON, LADY!)

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Marriage (Part V) The Silent Treatment

A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving
each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the
next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00AM for an early
morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the
silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at
5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it. The next
morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had
missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife
hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The
paper said, "It is 5:00 AM . Wake up."


Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests


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Marriage (Part VI) The Man of the House


The husband had just finished reading the book "Man of the House." He
stormed into the house and walked directly up to his wife. Pointing a
finger in her face, he said, "from now on, I want you to know that I am
the man of this house, and my word is law! I want you to prepare me a
gourmet meal tonight, and when I'm finished eating my meal, I expect a
sumptuous dessert. Then you're going to draw me a bath so I can relax.
And when I'm finished with my bath, guess who's going to dress me and
comb my hair?' His wife replied, "the funeral director?"

a song to all ladies in the world

shin seung hun.
this is really a winter song.

day break.

rain poured heavily yesterday since the wee hours before dawn. i am sure today will be a brighter day than yesterday with blue blue sky and sun sun shine. a good day ahead.
i wish.

my mind hasn't work out yet. it's somewhere around 6.30 am here. i need to strech out my body and soul with pampering breakfast and a nice cup of hot choc. my hands tremble and my happy feet ache. maybe i've been sitting too long. long enough that require me to get rid of my pc work.

today is the season finale of prison break. i wish today will end fast and furious.
and by the end of the day, i am sure i will regret to let it pass by doing nothing but waiting.

note:
it was a happy saturday when a cute used to be my high school sweetheart told me a quote that joy is an unmask sorrow.

it was a significant - only to me, that how could life become some sort of masquerade party where you can hide your truly facial expression under a pretentiously ugly mask.

well of course, there is truth behind that quote. only i revoke to admit because i love to play hide and seek with emotions.

the quote meant that the self same well from which the laughter rises was often times filled with tears.

sad but true.
last night i was in starbucks with a cup of my favorite flavor when i discovered the truth of that wisdom.

outside was raining like a retard choir song with marshmallow smelt in mixed creamy tomato ketchup. i felt weird and awkward. heck, i don't even know how to express my all time favorite tasted differently.

recipe for j.t

ingredients :

1. love actually's ost by the beatles - all you need is love
2. frank sinatra's original version - all by myself
3. paolo coelho's novel - by river piedra i sat and wept
4. mathematic equations that always go with even values.

like love = 0, then 1,000,000 of love = zero.

in zeroth law of thermodynamics. it explains the love heaten chemistry that produced warmth can induce the velocity of precipitation and wind/heart acceleration. this two combination changes oxygen concentration, thus altering the spiral slow wind movement into much much stronger typhoon of affectionate.

so zero means what?

a. bloody geeky adrenalin runs in me. '
b. i'm in dire of zero calory because someone claimed me as cute as plum.
c. my head is empty. my desire to think is declining to negative.
d. none of the above.

my travelling journal

this is the picture of venice, the great city of romances and historical lust that my friend and i did not manage to visit during the last summer because most of our pocket money were robbed in buda-pest, the day before our expected arrival.

what i would like to bring to up, close and personal of my visiting purpose to venice is just a mundane topic about the sinking venice. the famous global warming phenomenon. actually i just wanted to witness the mass construction of the ocean barrier that cost billion of dollars in the name of human ignorance.
do we realize that one day, perhaps in the next fifty years we might lose our precious venice?
even if we do realize, but living in procrastination and dumb in action, i think i should start earning money by now to visit my precious just in case of losing it forever in the future.


this picture was taken in amsterdam, the city where you can override rules not like anywhere else in the world although it is located just one hour journey by train to united nation's court of justice, the hague. it is a so called heaven with leaves of variable female names like mary jane and heroine that sold everywhere, also not forget to mention the gay pleasure of selecting prostitute behind the thick window glasses just by the tip of pointed nail all the way along the famous red light district.

enough with the introduction about amsterdam.
by the global warming paradox it will also sink like venice.

back to basic.
maybe we should go back to basic. to renewable energy of zero emission by utilizing our natural resources potential.

holland is the lowest land mass in the world that could easily wiped off by the rise of sea level. it is a frustrating geographical fact that we need to rewrite our text book.

someone called me cute when i said i wanted to see a windmill in holland.
that was when i was young, much younger than today.
- h.e.l.p by the beatles

thermo-swiss ecosystem

this is my picture at geneva, swiss. in the mist morning of cold summer and a little bit exhausted. i did not have any swiss franc to buy any souvenir, but my cunning eyes jotted some notes to think of in a subject of are we coming to the edge of melting ice age.

do we realize how much swiss ecosystem had changed for the past fifty years?
there were significant numbers of increasing migration to swiss like in the end of ice age period.
there were not much glasiers like in the past, should i blame my parents for not restoring them for me?
or should i wait to be blamed by my children for wasting my time writing and not helping?

welcome to the age of paranoia.

chasing thin air in berlin

we've ended the topography of terror, reigned by the neo-facist nazi. we conquered the ozone depletion by eliminating cfc, we've made extraordinary acheivements in science and landed on moon. there are a lot of triumph that we conquered to built this civilization.

but by one ignorance in the name of 1901 industrial revolution we might collide into the deadliest catastrope of all. the death of millions habitat and organism.

we had failed to urge the preacher of bringing the axis of tyrannies to sign the kyoto protocol and let him sucked viscous dark liquid to feed our greediness.

all i can say, we contribute to this problem as much as the industrialization cost us. if we don't act now, we will be a loser.

sometimes we have to stop from being in comfort, like driving in air conditioned to walking. merely because the other hand for gear is needed to hold another hand for a tender love care.
afterall, there will be no use of chasing the world when the world is gone.

a table of four cups

two caramel macchiatos, one espresso and one yogurt drink. the effect last all night long. a busy, happy myrasya.

macy's day parade

thanksgiving day should be everyday.
with pressing and widespread problems of malnutrition in the world today, we should concern about people in developed countries consume excess food that lead to obesity and related diseases while on contrary, in opposite extreme, people in developing countries are dying from "wasting disease" caused by starvation and scarcity of proper food.

dear daisy,
a cure for flu.

in connection between bestselling fiction and bestselling drink in recent survey on the subject of things which can help you recover from flu, lucozade and popular fiction came third and fourth. first and second places were taken by watching a morning tv show and tender loving care from a loved one. the belief that books are good for you has existed for some long time. perhaps the doctor should say, here is a prescription for a light romantic novel. take it to you library.

confession : i watched love actually for million of times. with lots of caffein and chocolate.

yellow submarine

my favorite kids.

i am so overwhelm by the beatles.

l.o.v.e listening event

http://www.thebeatles.com/hearlove/index.php

and because the world is round it turns me on.
love and peace.and love and peace. and love and peace.

birthday greetings

happy birthday to echo and jonet,
may your every day is blessed with joy and happiness.

membersampaimampos.

mortal daisy

dear daisy,
although a daisy will not last as long as a volcano, there were still memories to reminisce and cherish even in her short presence.

there is no pity in empty heart.

happy farewell.
i'm not sure of wanting something for real, perhaps i am having another self delucion again. all these years, i've been fighting to myself hoping to become prowess but failure after another makes me wonder, sometimes there are things that is not worth fighting for.

i am not sure what am i going to do with my future. i am not sure to fulfilling the task just to prove my braveness and really like doing it. i don't need an answer, i just want to let it float for sometimes in the air, and disperse like foam of sea breeze.

bestfriend till armageddon

i spell her name g.o.r.g.e.o.u.s, and she is.

she said friends forever. and i replied aye aye sir.

seize the day, carpe diem

i don't shoot monday with blasphemous, vulgar and obscene words, i rather shoot the person who talk "what the day is today, monday, tuesday, wednesday... (it's from the godfather) and now i feel like to shoot you just to seize my tuesday.

having my emotions manipulated these days by an idiot box called t.v is bliss like ignorance. my life progress has been slow, getting discourage by heavy winds and suffocating due to polluted, carcinogen humidity. therefore i remain an elusive queen of procrastination, harmonic with the weather, lazy as ever.

the only skills i have the patience to learn are those that have no real application in life. for example, i learnt yo-yo for two months during my part time at a stationary shop and still dont master at it. i just love to play mockery at myself by learning yo-yoing.

it is true. anyone is free to ask my younger brother who claimed me a liar when i told him about my recent height.
he probably had gone into wild science evidence that girls don't shoot higher when they reach 20.

so, what is wrong with being short while i can always wear high heels?
guys just don't understand.

isn't that ridiculous and discriminating short when starbucks eliminate the word small with - tall, and the taller ones with grande.

hate it or love it. i love coffee just the way it tastes.

my new ambition : i want to be a benevolent dictator for life and GROSS.
Get
Rid
Of
Scorchy
guyS

science theology

dear daisy,
although it was not as important and grand as princess diana's wedding, i read from somewhere that it was an enchanting event that flooded with celebreties, desginer labels, and even suri wore armani.

science is the word that distinguished vitalism (vital force or spirit) from life, the constituent of living organic world and inanimate inorganic world. the term biological process could not be understood until 19th century's creation of life from unliving by german chemist named wohler. he did some experiment from inorganic chemicals called ammonia and cynic acid, (essencial elements that came in abundant in early birth of the earth), synthesized urea, an organic chemical that found in natural cells. the 1828's experiment was the marker of modern biochemistry thus cancelling the idea of spiritual constitution that asserted by "paracelsus in mysterious definiton of man's creation that made out from the same material as the rest of creation, feeds on the substances that make uo the universe, and is subject to the laws which govern their growth and decay. at the same time, each living being is unique, individually constitued and follow his own destiny". taking a quote from magic into science - the correctness of his view is still impressive even after his death over 460 years.
although spontaneous life could be explained by urea synthesis, there is a lot of questions about faith and religion at every edge of the next excavations because science tend to correct itself in the future when the next theory was found. to beleive science as a religion means that we have to follow human's desireness and limitation as a faith. for instance, for more than 15,000 years people in the past beleived in copernicus saying that earth was the center of the universe until an egyptian astrologists made a breaking through in cosmological theory that stated about the orbital of earth, circling the sun as the center of the universe.

for 15,000 years people had been living in a lie of the science and we still argue to perform solat subuh?

not all theory by watson and crick in dna were accepted. even after their breakthough there are still a lot of scientific findings to be made in order to understand the living. the completion of human genome project was indeed a stepping stone for another excavation, not a full stop to biological science.

wake up! it's already 5.30 am

shall we...

it has been a nice weekend, a wonderful and lovely sunday that i own just to be at home, lying in my confortable matresses watching row of movies. i am enjoying my time because even in sickness, everyday is a brand new day. there are a lot of things to discover. sickness is a pause to ponder off hectic lifestyle and stressful workload.
there is no such thing as mundane and perpetual boredom. it is ownself that responsible for own happiness. and i, sitting here in front of my monitor, writing to an old friend, wishing her the very best of health and goodluck for mid term exam with warm dedication and prayer.

my movie pick for this week is shall we dance, an adaptation from 1996 japanese version starring richard gere, susan sarandon and jeniffer lopez. shall we dance was in fact my favorite baskin robbin's ice cream flavor during last winter.

having almost the same age with my parents, both love the delightfulness of richard gere and susan sarandon very much. mama called babah the dearest richard gere for his almost white hair and charm character. somehow on the other hand, babah teased mama - a woman with the most weird set of teeth in the world.

in golden years, i think some people has their own theory of relativity in romance far beyond from what einstein had interpreted. the uniqueness of a couple lies in their chemistry. i may not the greatest philosopher nor shakespere's fan, but i know the great mystery of love is a mixture of jealousy, concern, anger and patience that what makes a human, a special person.

well, how do you know i can't dance when u never asked?

library of ashes, bosnia

book is the most influential human creation the will ever know. books are part of the printing revelution. Thoughts, ideas and knowledge, the prerequisite of culture and human acheivement, center around books.
too many books, too little time to read. humankind writes too much than it can read.

this picture is so vivid and overpowering melancholy of scarred war. a reminder of an entire civilization that vanish like scattering particles of ashes in thin air.

good day myra, get well soon.

cure for demam.

i travelled zig zagged like a manic depressive profit and loss graph. aaachouu! the computer was emanating some sort of radiation heat that was making me sick and headache. maybe a cup of coffee with milo will help to ooze my nerves and chemical reactions in my over heating brain.

a so-called "the mom" sickness because this is the time that i need my mom the most. maybe science cannot explain that.

superheroine.

myra j. brilliant but lazy.
i was born intelligent, education ruins me.
theme: the night when the lights went out in new york city. by the ataris.

who am i? you sure you want to know? the story of my life is not for the faint of heart. if somebody said it was a happy little tale... if somebody told you i was just your average ordinary girl, not a care in the world... somebody lied.

i do a lot of things than saving the world.

dear daisy,
yesterday was a thesis presentation day which my group and i had to give our words for a minute or two to visiting professors. i thought our brainchild was indeed a crap, but it turned out to be brilliant and outstanding idea. professors told us to work on this idea in graduate school, he seen our prospect to go far in this polymer field although he always saw me and my fellow team mates sleeping in his lectures.

only moments before that good remark was made, my worst nightmare - the engineering math III prof. came and smacked down the group next to us with harsh questions which were totally beyond our knowledge as an undergraduate student.

i remember failing his subject twice, a record that i don't think any malaysian students had.

he called me lazy, definitely meant it. therefore he says hi to almost everytime when he meet me on my way to engineering building. he is so good at thermodynamics and i think he surely can win a nobel prize. only that if he can proof the fourth law of thermodynamics which does not exist yet. nowdays he is working on energy. something like dr. otto in spiderman 2 did on fusion. i think he sees me as peter parker. the man in tight kevlar suit who usually late for class because he had to save the world before him.

anyway, what is with intelligent when i am not but brilliant and lazy?

there was a saying in the movie, intelligent should be use for good to mankind. but good things to mankind were proven to be the weapon of mass destruction than good for civilization. in my own conclusion, i think the term brilliant is use to indicate saving the world from brainy, intelligent villains.

the word brilliant distinguished me from ordinary men and villains to become the next super hero.eine

alchemist in the making

crackers and fireworks expert especially in mercun katak.
he loves to substitute the word katak to kakak. as referring it to myself.
duh, he is wayyy so disturbing. annoying. mengada ngada.

happy feet

dear daisy, happy friday and happy everyday.
i'd like to congratulate my brother iwan for his result in upsr although he threw the phone when i called him last nite while he was sleeping.

jaga kau!

notes.

caffein (4 cups). decaf with no sugar (more than 4 glasses). hi-cal (three times a day). thousands biological terms (biochemistry). late nite snacks (kitkat). tonnes of milo (more than 4). second law of thermodynamics - (swirl of winter breeze that comes from hotter region like the equator which produce homesickness). final exam. gemokgemokgemok.

aren't fat people should be sarcastically funny?

i desperately need a holiday.

pride and prejudice

it is still dark at the outside with smells of fallen morning dew in the mist, i hear nothing but my own heart. this must be another beautiful day in seoul.

dear daisy,
finally i decide to write something personal but ordinary. it took me sometime to come out with a good title but despite whinning over it, i chose the famous jane austen's pride and prejudice.
the title has nothing to do with elizabeth and mr. darcy, but some connotation from it brought me, a remorse and talisman to solve the greatest mystery in life. perhaps love. heck, i wish i know how to define it!
while writing this i wish i could get sips of my favorite caramel macchiato instead of two packets of cheap 3-1 caffe mocca with 1/3 sugar, low-caffein, and mocca of course with two table spoon of milo, additional coco as sweetener. today is just one of the days that i wish i could run to a starbucks and buy. oh yes, i wish i have a laptop with dvd player so that i can enjoy watching my favorite movie with both my ears plug, isolated in my own capasity of mind at my-oh-my favorite coach, the one that facing the school entrance.
i am becoming more peeky and personal, to me everything has its own sentimental like the way i spell soul to seoul. i am becoming so-what-twenty four years ol' lady, a homesick nerd, a failure messy thinker-writer over arrogant, selfish creature that when that someone zingg me, i might always go blank instead of saying what i really wanted to say. trust me, no one knows what it does really matter to me. because even now i cannot figure it out.

for few days, i have been reading books from my shelves trying to figure out my favorite and i found bill watterson's calvin and hobbes as a symbol of my ridiculous sum of all wisdom.
it is a saying that "you are what you read" and in the nutshell, in same time i wish i can absorb every words from the book that i've read, so that i will never get carried out by feelings whenever someone bamboozles me.

"it must be lonely being you" said someone in my messenger. how could that one said that to me when he was thousand kilometres away, tucked under the matress which i beleive he never washed for years, typing sarcastically with dirty hands and enter with his crappy point-finger from nose picking.

oh.. yes, i am the most adorable creature that he don't want to get married with.
and what makes he is the one that i want to get along with under the sun-sun shine.
knock knock, hell-o!
i wish i could zzzing-zzangg him back.

i wonder about miss elizabeth bannet. was she real? did she bleed, cry and bold as it was written because even in her most complexity it could not define the feeling that i had and been through. the pathetic part about the pride and prejudice - i know the ending. happily ever after.

i will get old, wrinkle and fat. in future i probably will meet another mr. darcy.
heh' the life cycle of miss jones.

theme song for today : let love in. goo goo dolls

blood is thicker than sirap bandung

they called me kakau munniya and i like it from my heart and seoul.

everyone was in "our" home last weekend, another family gathering for hari raya that seems endless until the 30th day. people from south came since friday and saturday, while relatives that live nearby came on sunday for the big feast.

i called home on the sunday night and received a huge huge "hi" from everyone. so much of "ourness" heh.
oh, i miss the sun sun shine.

to kill a mocking bird

me and iwan had a fight over his yugioh! cards and he threw all my coin albums for retaliation on the night before our zoo visit.

the next day, we were cool. but this time he wanted to kill that bird.

by the way, where can i get a book "to kill a mocking bird" for free?

for whom the bell tolls

i don't remember reading any of hemingway's in my childhood years but one piece of new straits times column cutting written by babah about the old man and the sea in his own interpretation of life. it was a story of our neighbour and his land. he, was a typical old man in taukeh white shirt and big woven hat as his everyday uniform, dedicated most of his time working under the blazing equatorial sun. his land covered a small portion in front of his semi-detached house and from the backyard until the river banks. it was years ago when sungai langat was not polluted and greeny scenes were everywhere along the river.
babah wrote about the old man's sweat and passion, hard work, integrity and love for land through his eyes when it seemed impossible to grow anything in sandy land. in babah's writing, he was the young boy in the hemingway's story.

"for whom the bell tolls" was a masterpiece by the author that set up in romantic, blood stained war background the way farewell to arms was written, exemption from characters and places.

my mind has been longing for so long to the question, how could love and hatred become the great epic of humanity at the same time?

i saved this picture from kevin sites when he covered darfur, in sudan not so long time ago, and again the same question lingered in my mind. only this time, i couldn't understand why these children were smiling when they were starved and witnessed the worst horror of 21st century - genocide.

a lot of unfortunate people around the world live in amptutated by vicious, scarring war and cancerous effect of collateral damage, are able to face their every day with a hope for peace and better life. to them, the blend mixture of suffer and agony assimilate well in their blood, hence there is still a reason to smile.

the picture gratifies the dim light of sorrow in search for peace.

"for whom the bell tolls"

p.s by writer

the beatles and metallica shared the same title of today's entry.

for whom the bell tolls

rock enough to be the theme for the romantic literature.

my middle name is starr.
not mccartney. but i vote for world peace.

morning starr - mercury

it was tricky to observe the mercury in the morning sky because it was only a glimpse of small dot that passed very quick than the earth, which is 88 days compared to 365 1/4 days.
this morning, i experienced walking under the ray of orange sky and morning star that visible in the predawn hours just before the sun rise. eventhough i miss the opportunity to have a clear vision of the transition due to observing equipment, it was a lucky event to be on the same side with the sun to witness and feel the glimpse of rarely ocassion in a decade.

if i miss the silence mercury glide across the face of sun here, i have to wait for another twenty years to wait until the surface align with the sun and mercury's orbital. just like today.

otherwise i have to go to europe to see the transition in the next ten years.

my middle name is starr. i'm a romantic third class rockstar, a mad scientist and i don't write poem.

mama and babah

greetings from malaysia

onconase - a frog's novel ribonuclease

rnase a - has often been cited as probably the most studied enzyme of the twentieth century. it is function in turnover of cellular rna by cell's endoplasmic recticulum which toxic to tumor cell lines by its ribbon structure. somehow human form of the enzyme which produced in the pancrease, then secreted into ER has no measurable of anticancer and antiviral activity - was found in frog (rana pipiens)

rana pipiens showed a sequence homology to human pancreatic rnase and displays strong and selective toxicity to tumor. it has entered extensive pre-clinical and tested as anti-cancer agent. soon, human will have part of frog's DNA in their body.

well.well.well.said who that frogs are useless.
stop deforestration. save frogs from extinction.

mourn'ing sickness.

warm up. lie down. work out later. and sleep again.
happy first wet-ness-day of the winter.

approaching to much colder winter than previous years, i felt strange that all my bones are getting more heavier and denser that i am barely standing or sitting, but lying in a swiss roll of blanket like caterpillar. a so-alike metamorphosis to develop more fat down below the abdoment. my metabolism of ATP regulation is tremendously deteriorating. it develop balloons of water/salt deposit at every join due to lack of body streching, muscle flexing and work only on butt tightening to restore more heat to the body. zero emission. solution to global warming problem.

this is strange, maybe this is the start of human evolution.

metabolic changes during winter. with no work out, O2 will bind static to myoglobin by two histidine proximal f8 and distal e7 - after sometime, the O2 will unfavor and expire for metabolic process. but if they do, it is so un-cool because without air ciculation, bohr effect of fe2-fe3-fe2, carnot cycle, lac operon etc, our body will produce more toxin, undesirable fat, side effects - migrain, sleeping disorder, dizzy, mental retardation, aneroxia nervosa..etc.

practically it can be caused by spontaneous mutation. it occur to repair and correct most mismatched bases but favor in wrong type of amino acid that confer a selective advantage to an organism.

by the end of the season i might become the next j.Lo, with highlight at below

the first snow

dear daisy,
it was raining since early dawn like commemorating the yesterday's farewell event. rain poured heavily this morning, crying out loud the sadness in melodrama of fallen leaves and winter breeze. gloomy curtains of falling crystal clear were the background of the day.

today's entire scene was perpetually grey with decent light of slanted ultra-violet ray by the changing of earth rotational degree.

my umbrella was all soaked, but neither myself or my backpack were wet. i spend the whole day in school, revising and reading notes - with cups of coffee. caffeinated, tucked under the blanket till 9.00 pm. from where i was studying, the grim of raining was vivid and voraciously scary. i decided to go home early because i did not want to catch a cold. as i was about leaving the engineering building, i was amazed by the first snow of the year.

the dark night scene was blessed by the present of falling snow flakes from today's heavily pouring rain. it was magical. subhanallah walhamdulillah.

in korea, it is a cultural belief that when we wish upon the first falling snow, our wishes will be granted. to me, the first falling snow is an omen for a luck and a sign of happiness. it is a wonderful moment to share with everyone by conveying messages of love to family and friends.

all the way back home was a blessing from the Al-mighty.

i had porridge for my late dinner at 10.30. all alone, but happy. it was a nice meal in front of the idiot box especially with ironically stupid pheobe on air. -f.r.i.e.n.d.s.-
by the way, mama replied my warmest first snow wishes with - "all of us are now having mee kungfu in front of the t.v."
she probably knew i was eating alone. but she was wayyyyy out of topic from answering my warmest dedication.

favorite people of the day

apples of the day

a melody to remember

this is our first song, a love song. always in my heart.

i never thought that i would be the one who will be left behind for two years.

annual dinner 2006

theme song - to heaven by jo sung mo.

tako-yaki

i just came back from volunteering at taebek-si, somewhere north western of korea. the experience was nice, people were nice, food - excellent and no complaint.


i met a cute japanese guy from osaka. he is studying law at our school..and live not far from my house. uhu..less than 100m. we walked home together, and i didnt bother other malaysians or japaneses or chineses that walked beside me. sorry guys.

when he mentioned that he was osakian, all i said was - ooo..takoyaki. i love osaka takoyaki. it was a crappy introduction to not mention my name, but the food that caused me allergic for the whole one week. maybe after this i need to bring anti histamine pills everyday...which i never did. but in case if i meet him again and need to stop at takoyaki stall for a stroll and sweet evening date..it can be considered.


wakakaka. i'm allergic to japanese. but i'm lovin' it. tarappapapa..

allergic chain reaction

i had numerous experiences with my alleric, be it funny, ugly, cute and never pretty. sometimes i had em' all at once. cute is only to difine the word ugly in a good manner.

last night, i had my cup of caramel macchiato at my favorite couch with two most wonderful faces on earth. despite feeling old and ugly with zits and blemishes, i never thought that i would survive till my fifth day of toxification. i was actually enjoying the most beautiful week of my life. it was good to have a "signal" so that everyone around can alert about my condition.

i had jokes showered on me on my first allergic reaction day in school. it was funny, especially when making fun at ownself. the feeling was never better. it was deliriously funny especially during -this-not-everyday-you-can-have-this-look.

mama laughed at me when she heard my story. i knew, back then when i was in malaysia she had hard times to send me to hospital for an allergic injection. she even had hard times to find -all-i-can-eat-type of food.

being abroad, while mama is in far far away land, sometimes i go wild for food hunting. i am a food lover. oh.. i had japanese last weekend at day and indian at night. two not so parallel with each other type of food that combined to cause an allergic reaction.

mama said sorry to me, she was too busy to text me - jangan lupa makan ubat "don't forget to take your drug" - that usually came with a sentence like - don't sleep too much in class. i never thought that she was *really a concern type* until i read my past sms-es and start to miss her words so much.

abeb, my sister once told me, everytime when i miss mama, just take a look at the mirror and smile. there is always mama in you.

scheeeewit! mainly because mama never look ugly to me.

hari raya

after so long, finally i want to say something about hari raya.
kakak sayang babah.mama.abang.abeb.dididaniwan.

messi day

but thanks to deco. awesome third minute.