To eat is to be happy

   They say nothing beats mom's cooking. If you live in my household, this is excessively true. It was a normal morning when my mom gave a royal creed.

   "Malam ni ibu masak roast chicken."

   The citizens roared in joy.

Roasting... roasting...

Done~! (if you were there you would die of the aroma. literally.)

Served with roast potatoes, wild mushrooms, toast bread and creamy gravy.

Sila ke tepi KFC/Kenny Rogers/Nando's/Ayam Penyet/Meat Works/Tony Roma's/Cafe Intec...

   A very very wise man once said;

         "Marry a woman who can cook, and you dont need Playstation 3 to be happy"



   ADDITIONAL STUFF

   I am back in Shah Alam. "Yay" to those who made it here early~! BOOYAHHH~!! anyway, seeing how the semester's bout to end, i have tons of work to do. Given the situation, i dont think i'll be doing any good to my pointers if i continue procrastinating. and if my pointers get worse, i'd have to say goodbye to society as i will Die. (plus the fact that i wont get a PS3, but still, i'd die, so the consequences dont match, coz theres no use for a PS3 if i die... why in heavens am i even elaborating on this? -.-)

   For such reasons, i think i'd better get serious with studies. but when i think about studies, i think about degrees. then i think about me going to Language Academy. then i think about leaving TESL. then i get sad. :'(

   warlohlohlohlohloh~~~!!!!
   I miss guitar hero.

Yes, aku mmg xde keje tulis benda jadah ni sumer. :p

To be Chinese is to celebrate CNY

   The title is self explanatory. 

 pagi bermula dgn sausage puffs.

Ayuh menyambut CNY!!! ingatlah ancestor2 anda!!

semua org makan masakan cina di fudcourt Midvalley tercinta.

Papa n Mama cina.

Abang n adik cina.

Makanan cina habis.

Perayaan cina. 

Pintu gerbang cina.

Ayah cina.

Bonda cina.

 Adik-beradik cina.

Abg cina posing.

Mat cina posing.

Adik cina posing.

 

Adik-beradik cina lagi. 

 Adik beradik cina lagi (2)

 

 Adik cina solo.

 Mat cina baru perasan x boleh amek gambar rupanya.

 Cold storage pon menyambut CNY. anda bila lagi?

   In any case, im actually postin' this coz the blogger said they improved the picture posting stuff, and so i wanna try it out. :p

   Still, today was fun. It makes me feel nice to be a part of the Chinese community. now, if only I could be a part of the orang asli/sumazan/sandakan/kadazan dusun/murut/jawa/gawai/orang ulu.. I bet i can celebrate a whole lot more festivities. ceyt. im hungry -.-

To adore is to have a heart

   I asked a friend, "what to write ah, dekat blog?" and he said;

"tulis ah benda jiwang. org Melayu suka benda jiwang."

"kau racist apa? -.-"

   To be writing about love, or feelings, for that matter, is highly connotative. What one believes or experiences may or may not be in direct disposition, of the same manner. apasal aku cakap macam nak buat report nih? However, the point is there. if i were to write of feelings, it will be strongly one-sided (though there is a proportion of beauty in such physics). So, i apologize in advance if the words i shall say seem childish/naive/ignorant/geli/menyampah/sedih?/jiwang/humorous?/etc.
   Yes, let us talk about feelings.

   Facing the fact, i have never involved myself with a thing called a "relationship". [to some it might sound sad, and to some, it might sound like i'm the luckiest guy on earth, depending on one's POV (Point Of View).] and along this road named life, occasionally i would feel like wanting such pleasures, only to stop myself from doing so, thanks to rationality and fate. but i still had my fair share of crushes. so i know exactly how to describe a girl/woman of whom i have fallen for. lemme try.

(since this is an imaginary person, lets call her... ... Maggi)

   To me, Maggi is the idealistic manifestation of beauty. perfect in every single way (though i prefer not to tell her dat). The extent of my love for her is to the point i dont want the tiniest part of her body to be burned by hellfire (i still have religion) and then... then... err... roses are blue, violets are.. violet? dang!

   Ok, so i fail at describing the one i love. doesnt mean i fail at life (stab) hey! being inexperienced in love has its own benefits. for example, u can savour all your "first times" much better. like, the first time having direct eye contact (OMG i wanna faint!) for those well-versed in relationships, such petty things might seem insignificant. in other words, my first girlfriend would be the luckiest gal in the world, as i would appreciate every mili-plankton of her affection (there's too much parentheses in this entry. -.-)

   Lets drop the topic. (???) clearly i am not ready to talk about feelings of the sort. ... or u can use "under-educated". suits u. but one things fo sho. i have feelings too. and maybe by the time my feelings materialize, i'd be able to write 'em here. (if i dont decide to ditch blogging, which is very possible)

   But hey, Life is to have fun, or die trying. :D

Setelah sekian lamanya

Oh my! I can't believe I just wrote a Malay title. no, no, I can't believe I'm even writing anything at all..!!! its been what, 1 and a half years since I last posted. its been so long, i think it could be a sin. a lot of people have gotta be mad at me. ... ... well, maybe not, since only three (3) are following. -.-

"Feelings" are like water in the river. it flows continuously, sometimes strong, sometimes weak. Life is a maze. (What the? -.-)

I am currently watching Upin & Ipin. (Hardly brings any form of meaning -.-)

...

Maybe this page was supposed to be left untouched after all. i'm no good at writing random stuff. heck, i'm no good at writing. (please someone, just slap me)

in any case, who cares, imma start writing again!!!!!!!!!! and i dont have to worry bout nothin' since nobody would even read anythin stated here. now this is called freedom!! ( ... loneliness?)

...

I hate you. T.T