Yesterday, I chatted with my mom. I said I got nothing to do. Then my mom told me to draw something. And then, I asked why. She said, firstly, she knows that I love drawing so much (my passion since 5 years old), and secondly, I could make it as a gift. Hurmmmmm... Well, I doubt if he or she would appreciate my work since I'm really not a professional artist. huhu...
Oh no, boredom hits me again.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
For some reasons...
Hi Madam Moon,
Thank you for greeting me, "Goodnight sweetie" with your magnificent fluorescent visage. Though we are thousands kilometers apart, I could still reach your warmth, your cordiality. :) I hope you will accompany me for the whole night long--till I close my eyes sleeping soundly. To some people, they may criticize about your hideous closed-up imperfection (may be it could scare them in their brief night repose or anything similar) , but to my naked eyes, you will always be the most beautiful creation eternally. I shouldn't care if it's not mentioned in the Malay simile as in "cantik laksana bulan dipagari bintang" which means as beautiful as the moon surrounded by stars. So, hello gorgeous!
I think I haven't written anything much for a month. Today, I woke up at 8.++ in Ck's room, then, ran down to my house, listed in my head what needed to be completed for the day (house chores) and bla bla bla. At 11 ++, somebody knocked my door. A quick assumption told me that the person could be my CA (community advisor) or a maintenance guy or a neighbor. He or she pounded my house door for so many times which brought me such an uneasy feeling. "Sibuk jer pepagi buta." In 30 seconds or so, I shouted, "Hold on a second!" since I'm not in an appropriate attire thus, grabbed my long jeans. Hurmmm.... Then, hurriedly peeped through the eyehole and realized that nobody was there. What a scam again... (this seriously is not the first time) chettt... "Ngada2 tahi unta betul!". After that, I continued what I was supposed to do.
Hours later at 3++, my friend came, wanting to have a look at Yudof's Club Room. So, I came out to let him in (entering Yudof). As my door creaked open, I noticed something egghead about me. I laughed at myself. My absent-mindedness is just crazy. I left my house key stuck in the keyhole outside. No wonder, someone disturbed my peaceful morning by pounding the door leaf strenuously. "Merepek je kan".
Owh... in the evening, I went to Midway to shop at Walmart and Dollar Tree. To end the chilling evening, I got a Coffee Toffee and Potato with Broccoli and Cheese at Wendy's by using my 25 bucks Wendy's Gift Card. Frankly speaking, I'm not an official aficionado of brewed coffee but I believe my taste bud's custom has changed a lot since the first day I came to the States because I remember, while I was in my home country a couple of years ago, the aroma of coffee (in whatever forms) nauseated me if it is served early in the morning. I'm a no-no fan of milk Nescafe but now I could drink cups of milk coffee per day especially cappuccino and mocha. I'd like to profess that whenever I dined out (mostly dinner) with my family, I usually ordered nestlo (mocha sibling) or teh tarik (milk tea or known as chai in Hindi or shay in Arabic) or Horlicks but I never started my day with milk coffee. Why ah??? Too many Starbucks, Dunn Bro's and the gang I guess. Not forgotten, currently after my trip to Canada, I'm deeply in love with Tim Hortons. I love everything about Tim's (from coffees to the donuts) Haha...
Thank you for greeting me, "Goodnight sweetie" with your magnificent fluorescent visage. Though we are thousands kilometers apart, I could still reach your warmth, your cordiality. :) I hope you will accompany me for the whole night long--till I close my eyes sleeping soundly. To some people, they may criticize about your hideous closed-up imperfection (may be it could scare them in their brief night repose or anything similar) , but to my naked eyes, you will always be the most beautiful creation eternally. I shouldn't care if it's not mentioned in the Malay simile as in "cantik laksana bulan dipagari bintang" which means as beautiful as the moon surrounded by stars. So, hello gorgeous!
I think I haven't written anything much for a month. Today, I woke up at 8.++ in Ck's room, then, ran down to my house, listed in my head what needed to be completed for the day (house chores) and bla bla bla. At 11 ++, somebody knocked my door. A quick assumption told me that the person could be my CA (community advisor) or a maintenance guy or a neighbor. He or she pounded my house door for so many times which brought me such an uneasy feeling. "Sibuk jer pepagi buta." In 30 seconds or so, I shouted, "Hold on a second!" since I'm not in an appropriate attire thus, grabbed my long jeans. Hurmmm.... Then, hurriedly peeped through the eyehole and realized that nobody was there. What a scam again... (this seriously is not the first time) chettt... "Ngada2 tahi unta betul!". After that, I continued what I was supposed to do.
Hours later at 3++, my friend came, wanting to have a look at Yudof's Club Room. So, I came out to let him in (entering Yudof). As my door creaked open, I noticed something egghead about me. I laughed at myself. My absent-mindedness is just crazy. I left my house key stuck in the keyhole outside. No wonder, someone disturbed my peaceful morning by pounding the door leaf strenuously. "Merepek je kan".
Owh... in the evening, I went to Midway to shop at Walmart and Dollar Tree. To end the chilling evening, I got a Coffee Toffee and Potato with Broccoli and Cheese at Wendy's by using my 25 bucks Wendy's Gift Card. Frankly speaking, I'm not an official aficionado of brewed coffee but I believe my taste bud's custom has changed a lot since the first day I came to the States because I remember, while I was in my home country a couple of years ago, the aroma of coffee (in whatever forms) nauseated me if it is served early in the morning. I'm a no-no fan of milk Nescafe but now I could drink cups of milk coffee per day especially cappuccino and mocha. I'd like to profess that whenever I dined out (mostly dinner) with my family, I usually ordered nestlo (mocha sibling) or teh tarik (milk tea or known as chai in Hindi or shay in Arabic) or Horlicks but I never started my day with milk coffee. Why ah??? Too many Starbucks, Dunn Bro's and the gang I guess. Not forgotten, currently after my trip to Canada, I'm deeply in love with Tim Hortons. I love everything about Tim's (from coffees to the donuts) Haha...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
