Balik Kampung

Every holiday, the most important thing that I will look forward to is always - Balik Kampung! Especially the end-of-year holiday because there will be no homework. I'm just gonna lazying myself around :P lol. But not this time. There will be a wedding ceremony of my aunt next week.There must be so much to do. So, I've done packing. Always share luggage with my sister :) As far as packing goes, I'll make sure I'll keep clothes that are comfortable.

And these things made by day :))

This boy is so talented. Can't stop myself from moving my head and body. And also sing-along. It must be great if Bruno Mars could sing while he play.

And this. Oh-so-cute! O_o See their faces!! n_n Ronald Weasley, you're so cute!

Windy Wednesday

Had an early start today. Stuffed myself some sausages and French fries. Mama helped me cook because all of a sudden I was craving for French fries with mayo dip.

I'm planning to start some preparation for school next year. Which hitherto is nil. So I'm gonna start with the essential one - writing my names on the new exercise books. Lol

The remaining of my holi days are countable pfft.

Btw, congratulaions to Raj for winning The Biggest Loser Asia Season 2. 1st runner up was Nai and followed by Genghis. The difference between Raj and Nai was only 1kg O_O And Fish was a huge transformation.  Congratulations to all the contestants, though. You guys were AWESOME!

Steamboat Cures My Fever

Bonjour! I miss my blog :) I'm kinda abandoning it for 2 days. Sorry :( I had a fever. I just curled up on my bed, sleeping and dreaming. Thank God it's not school days. So, the day before yesterday Abah brought our close relatives and us for a dinner outside. Steamboat =) Good for me! Yalah, bersup kan, baik untuk orang sakit... eheh. Syukur Alhamdulillah, lepas jalan-jalan di luar sana, reda sikit demam [bawalah orang sakit jalan-jalan, sihat tu.. (: ] We went to a restaurant (atas laut) somewhere in town.

I love those round shaped things. Taste like tofu. But I don't like the crab sticks. They're sweet!

My favourite- Chinese Tea (buang panas.. heheh)

Meaty Meat and Chicky Chicken (freshiee) 

 My portion hahaa (i love meatballs!!)

 My first dessert- coffee ice cream (super deli)

My second dessert- honeydew ice cream (I wanted peppermint like my sister's, tapi habis..)

The best part is when it comes for dessert, which is just ice cream. But yeah, it is self-service so you can scoop as much as you want. And as many as you like! :)



  

                                                                                                                                Au revoir!

                                                                                                             

School and Crossbones

Few more weeks left before school. God knows. I can imagine how 2011 would be for me. The pressure for PMR! God knows. Homeworks everyday, tuition classes, piano lessons, etc. My usual routine will start again *sigh* Sleep late and an early start the next day. Uh-huh. Eyebags will become worse than ever T.T Puffy and bloodshot eyes yeah. But my mum always say No pressure. Yeah babyy no pressure. I need to spend some time with m'dear girlfriends. I'm 60% sure we couldn't have hangovers often next year. With Nadia which I'm sure will further her study, nobody can drive :( Oh! What am I gonna do today? It's Saturday. Continue reading my Percy Jackon series or explore my camera maybe. I'm looking forward for a nice trip to kampung! Yippe yippe yay! Incidentally, I still have my free ticket to cinema ( for top 10 student) but I'm not into movies unless Harry Potter or somethin to do with Kung Fu and comedy :D

Ears

 Mother will always always hold your hand

"Can I see my baby?" the happy new mother asked. When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears. Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred.

When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.

He blurted out the tragedy. "A boy, a big boy ... called me a freak."

He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music. "But you might mingle with other young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.

The boy's father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be done? "I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured," the doctor decided.

Whereupon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man. Two years went by.

Then, "You are going to the hospital, Son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it's a secret," said the father. The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs. Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. "But I must know!" He urged his father, "Who gave so much for me? I
could never do enough for him." "I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was that you are not to know ... not yet."

The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come ... one of the darkest days that a son must endure. He stood with his father over his mother's casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal that the mother -- had no outer ears.

"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," he whispered gently, "and nobody ever thought Mother less beautiful, did they?" Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance, but in the heart. Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen, but what that cannot be seen. Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but not known.

         - Unknown author

A mother is a person who is seeing there are only

             four pieces of pie for five people, promptly

announces she never did care for pie. 

- Tenneva Jordan

The heart of a mother  

is deep abyss at the bottom of

which you will always find forgiveness. 

- Honoré de Balzac

Who's Rupert Grint?

Yeah. Who's Rupert Grint? No idea, eh? Hehe. OK, I bet you know what Harry Potter is, right? Even if you never read it? At least you watch it. Amn't I right? Remember that Harry has 2 friends, a boy and a girl? Yes, Ron and Hermione. So, Rupert Grint is Ron =) That hunky red-haired. Fyi, Ron is my most fave character in HP. The idea of writing bout him just popped up on me mind while eating wajik just now. *sigh*

 

 Rupert Alexander Lloyd Grint

- 24 August 1988

- Born in Harlow, Essex and grew up in Hertfordshire.

- His mother is a housewife and his father is a memorabilia dealer.

- Has one brother and three sisters.

- An English actor best known for portraying Ron Weasley in the Harry Potter films.

- For his audition, he sent a video he made of himself, in which he dressed as his drama teacher while rapping about how much he wanted that part.

- When not working, he enjoys learning to ride the unicycle, drawing/sketching, watching Tottenham Hotspur and playing golf.

- Like the character he potrays, Ron Weasley, he has arachnophobia (fear of spiders and other arachnids such as scorpions).

- Grint purchased an ice cream van and then stated jokingly that if his career falls out after the end of the seven part of Harry Potter, then he'll still have the van.

Just a brief one from me, for more info click Wikipedia

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An Insomniac Says . . .

Indeed. What is the use buying too expensive camera when you don't wanna use it, lazy to learn or don't wanna learn how to use it.

PHOTOGRAPHY IS BEAUTIFUL

I don't like to work with assistants. I'm already one too many; the camera alone would be enough.
- Alfred Eisenstaedt

Buying Nikon doesn't make you a photographer. It makes you a Nikon owner
- Unknown

A PHOTOGRAPH BRINGS INSPIRATION

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