Assisting the assistant

My mother is currently an assistant teacher at a private kindy in Ampang. While she was supposed to be the one who is doing the assisting, it is her daughters who are now assisting her as she calls herself 'uncreative'. And so we cut, drew, and pasted our way through.

Each child has their own folder

My sister drawing a snake

I did this

Labeling of activities

My mother would be leaving soon however, as the kindergarden actually
does not have license to operate. Yikes!

Back and Forth

They say memories of your past would flash through your eyes as those very same eyes slowly close signaling the end of your time on this lovely earth. Ironic isn't it? Now, I have no intention of waiting for 'that' day to come just so that I could have a glimpse of what I have done all of my life, which is why I think of the past (and the future of course) whenever I can. And besides, I don't think I would even have a chance to reflect on my past if, let say, I die by way of getting hit by a bus. Don't think there would be time for any 'reflection session'.

Nowadays, my thoughts on the past and future is mostly balanced I think. Inspiration can be gained from traveling back and forth these two places. Sometimes you more than that. You get a good laugh at yourself thinking of the things that you've done or the things that you might do. You do a little bit of fortune telling for yourself. Ha ha. Nothing wrong with a little bit of imagination ;)

The past would always be there to remind you and to teach you. The future? Well, it excites you as you have no idea what on earth you'll be getting yourself into. At least that's what I think. My mother asked me today how long will it be before I finished uni. ' A year and a half... And I feel like I don't know anything,' I said. She laughed her heart-out, a trademark of hers. 'That's a very good answer,' Ha ha. Well, yes, I do feel clueless sometimes. I feel like I haven't learned anything. But as I look back through my 20 years of living, I think I have learned and gained something. It's probably not much but at least there's something. Wonder what the future has in store for me. Time to get the crystal ball out again.

Hibernation

A day before Raya.
As usual, Ketupat Daun Palas is a must.


While most people are out and about eating kuih raya and lemang,
my family like every other year decided to hibernate.
Mama bear had to work so anak bear sent her before
sending Sister bear to her friend's house in Setiawangsa.
Nice area.
Will come back to stalk the neighbourhood.
Got lost for awhile.
Found Aeon Keramat?

Your Neighbourhood Stalker

Red light

Selamat Hari Raya
Maaf Zahir Batin

Chanting in the NIght

SIBERSUKSES - 3 young adults were seen squatting by the roadside near the small polluted river of the naked land last Wednesday night. They were dressed in casual clothing although one of them looked like she was in her pajamas and my what a vibrant pajamas it was. Attires aside, they quickly got down to business. One of them (possibly the leader of the 3) fished out something from her Hawaiian shorts. It was a little object that spitted out an equally little fire. Then she took out a bunch of thin looking sticks. The origin of the sticks is unclear but sources say that they were purchased from a small bazaar near the cheapest hypermarket.



What happened next was horrible. The head honcho burned the ends of the sticks and after 3 seconds or more, sparks started to form, lighting their evil faces. The head honcho was assisted by the other young adult who had an unidentified tag daggling around her neck.








They began to shriek in delight and started making strange signs in the air. This was followed by a series of chanting in what could possibly be the Malay language, a language that can be both jiwang and lucah at the same time . The one with the tag got so overwhelmed that her voice was the loudest among the three. The sumbangness of her high notes pierced through the peaceful night alerting the Mamat-mamat Burger who were on the far end of the road.

It is believed that their doings were recorded but results of initial investigations proofed to be negative thus far. The search continues.

040809

A great day it was. Familiar faces were everywhere. Yang tinggi, yang keding, yang bertopeng, tak bertopeng (There was even a family of 3 who wore masks), yang termenung kebosanan but won't admit that she has something else on her mind, and a face that I thought was long gone but actually is still around. Oh, and not to forget the imperfect system that we are all too familiar with.Familiarity is nice. But it's the unknown that is exciting although terrifying at the same time. Feels good to be back.

Limelight Seeking

Now, I have absolutely no problems with limelight seekers (they amuse me somehow) so long as they walk the walk and talk the talk. Besides, a little bit of 'showing off' or to put it in a more milder language, 'flashing of remarkable qualities or skills to the whole world' is much, much needed if you want to survive in this troubling and competitive era. Otherwise, you'll be irrelevant and would be relegated to the background along with those who are deemed erm... normal and you would soon be forgotten because well, there's nothing special about you. In other words, you don't stand out. (Ah, I remind me of myself). Which is why I don't see anything wrong with limelight seeking (I love how it sounds. Don't you? :P). In fact, I respect them as they have the gutts to say 'You know what?I can do this' and they actually proove it. It's those who boast about something utterly minuscule or something that they actually know nothing about that I laugh at. But isn't it possible that these boasters' real intention is actually a harmless one? Perhaps they just want to share information. Let's study the case below.

My friend and I were told to meet our lecturer to discuss about an extra subject that we were suppose to take. He briefly eplained to us the nature of the subject as well as the necessary assignments that we were suppose to do. Before we ended our short 'meeting' he told us that his class is a small one and that it mainly consists of VIP's offsprings. An interesting point no doubt but highly irrelevant.

I very much enjoyed his first class and was quite impressed with his teaching style until a point came when he said that he does not practise favouritism. 'Anak Datuk ke anak menteri ke.. Semua saya layan sama saja'. Again, he mentioned about the anak-anak VIP but I just brush it off thinking that he meant well. After all, pilih kasih is never good. Good for you sir, I thought.

During the second class, we somehow arrived at the topic of politics during our discussion. As if on cue, he said with a huge grin on his face 'Tapi ni politik... so tak nak la cakap kan'. O... so someone in the class hails from a political family la... Again I brushed it off. I did wonder who but being slightly nyanyuk, I soon forget.

Finally, a week after the 2nd class, my lecturer could not control his excitement longer and decided to 'come clean' with us. I can't remember how the conversation started but it went something like this, 'Anak Datuk tapi tak tulis pon 'Datuk'(title) kat nama bapak dia' as he lifted the attendance list from his table. He paused and scanned the room. Perhaps he had hoped that it would give a dramatic effect. I don't know what the others' reaction were as I was busy staring blankly at him. An then he told us. 'Ooo... ' My friend and I said in unison. 'Patut la pandai' I thought. Haha.

The guy is very well-read. He talks passionately and eloquently, a trait I suspect inherited from his very infamous father. He takes after his mother in the looks department though, which is not necessarily a bad thing as I'm not sure how he would fair if he takes after the father. He's not handsome but decent looking, fair- skinned. Sejuk jugak la mata memandang kot. I was practically amazed that this person knew so much. My friend was already smitten by him during the first class. I mean, who doesn't like smart guys la?

So, finally we knew who is this person that got my lecturer into a frenzy. While it can't be said whether his intention was to just share information or for a litle bit of limelight seeking(he did also mention about a call that he had made to another offspring of a VIP whose name I have forgotten), I would prefer to just think of it as the former. After all, it's never apropriate to think badly of others, no? Not without a good and concrete reason that is. :P

Laughter is the best Medicine

I would just like to share a somewhat dirty yet hilarious joke told by a friend of mine who was hospitalized. If you're not fond of diry jokes I suggest you ignore this post. ;)

A guy was about to get married so he asked his uncle 'tips' for his first night. 'Rendam kau punya ehem dalam teh... It'll make your wife SCREAM,' the uncle said and so they guy did for a couple of days before his wedding. After the kenduri, the uncle decided to spend the night at the rumah kenduri. Suddenly, he heard a woman scream. 'Yes! Berjaya apa yang aku ajar'. He was feeling pleased with himself when his nephew came down with a terrible look on his face. The uncle asked what had happened. The nephew replied, 'Panjang tu memang la panjang tapi kenapa jadi kurus macam pensel?' Dumbfounded the uncle asked, 'Kau pakai teh apa?' 'Slimming Tea'.

MWAHAHA... Ya Allah.. Crazy joke I tell you. Habis tu nak pakai apa? BOH? Lipton? Aiyo... Beb...Bukan main ko. Sakit-sakit pon macam-macam ko mengarut. She actually told a few more but this one is the best out of the bunch. Haha. I'm just glad to see that she's still her usual self despite the whole face mask and purple patient attire and not to mention the pain that she's going through. Visitors were asked to wear masks so it really looked like a scene ftom a medical drama. Hopefully, she can get her operation done as soon as possible (It was postponed) but until that time, keep on laughing. Laughter is the best medicine, no? Let's all pray for her speedy recovery.

Skates & Arrows

It's been about 7 to 8 years since I last skate and thank god I still can although not as fast as I used to. I'm just thankful that I didn't fall. Someone else did though. Hehe. I'm falling in love with Sunway Pyramid although the waiting for RapidKL is hell.

Ice Skating: RM 13/person (if you've gloves and socks)
Archery: RM 7 (12 arrows, student price)

Time for Myself

Time off. That's what I needed. Although the stress hasn't got to me I knew that it's slowly brewing somewhere in my head. Better let it out before it takes hold of me and I explode. Internal management at the pre-crisis stage.

Instead of going home on that day, I hopped on to the bus to IOI accompanied by another friend who is equally stress if not more. We both needed to clear our heads. Sometimes I think we, humans just worry too much. Unnecessary worrying is never good for the mind and soul.

As we disembarked from the bus, her bus to UO stopped directly behind our bus. I automatically bid her goodbye. A tiny look of concern dawn upon her face as the thought of living me alone to venture on this escapism hit her. I did not have to do much to convince her that I will be okay wandering around all by myself, because the minute I said that I'll be fine she had dashed for the bus. Ever the lipas kudung.

So there I was. Alone in a huge mall. How dreadful. Nah, I was fine. I love exploring alone actually. Of course having a companion or two or more would be nice but sometimes you need to have time for yourself - 'Me Time'.

If you plan to spend your 'Me Time' without any disturbance, it is highly recommended that you keep away from any beauty store especially the ones that have no customers. I made the mistake of stepping into one of the stores and have suffered the consequences.

I went to Stila on the pretext of just 'looking around'. After a mere 2 seconds of stepping into the store, the store attendant who was obviously busy at the time of my entrance quickly made her way to me. I knew she was busy for a grain of white rice was visible on her upper lip which was decked in a a shade of pink. I could not determine however if it was Stila's lipstick as I am not accustom to the world of cosmetics. Apparently, the not so young lady was in the midst of having dinner. Ah, poor her. But all traces of sympathy started to evade after a few minutes into our conversation. She gave me an inquiring look.

' I'm just looking around,' I said with a smile and proceeded to stare blankly at the array of foundations available on the counter. None of them make sense to me.

' Are you looking for foundation?'
'No, I'm just looking around,' clearly she was deaf.

'What about lipstick?,' she persisted as she randomly picked a lipstick and started making markings on my hand. ' Lipstick you must try first on your hand so you can see the colour,'
O-kkkay... I thought as she continued to mark my right hand with shades of pink and purple. She looked like she was enjoying herself so I dare not tell her to stop.



Once satisfied with her work of art, she looked up, expecting me to say something. Once again I repeated 'I'll just look around'. I did one round of inspection of the store (ah perfumes..fake eyelashes..) before dashing out albeit in a civilized and casual manner. Ah...Freedom.

The rest of my 'Me Time' was spent at the clothing stores. In and out I went, feeling the fabrics, and scrutinizing garments which are hanged on the many hangers. The folded ones I dare not touch. The poor sales attendant would have to fold them again. I finally, entered Nichi. Nichi is probably my favourite store only because they have wonderful dresses at affordable prices. However, according to a friend who obviously has more knowledge regarding fashion, Nichi's prices differs from one store to the other. Which simply means that if the garment being sold at IOI is cheap, it won't be cheap at Pavilion. Here I quote the knowledgeable friend 'Gila discriminate kot...' Indeed. Note to self: Shop at cikai places.

Camwhoring is an integral part of my life now thanks to my very first camera phone which was given by my mother after SPM. Since then, I've discovered the wonders of photography. I take pictures of anything that tickles my fancy and apparently I, myself, have also become the object of my own admiration. Funny. I have never seen myself as a narcissist. Hmm... Anyway, so I did surreptitiously camwhored in the dressing room.





Once satisfied with the pictures, I left with no purchases in tow. Even though I absolutely love the dress, there is no logical explanation for me to purchase it for I have no reason to wear it. Wearing it to class would be to - how shall I put it? Overdress, perhaps? My daily wardrobe basically consists of jeans and t-shirts. Occasionally, I would throw in a bright blouse or anything that's a little bit fancy. Wearing that dress for outings or dinners would be great but unfortunately my social life is restricted to just the confinements of my home. So, I shall admire that dress (and myself haha) from the pictures that I've taken.

I had dinner at Old Town, where I finally tried the Hazelnut coffee. Not bad. Not bad, indeed. I shall try the other beverages on my next visit. I plan to try everything that is available on the menu if possible. Experimenting is a great way of spending your free time.

All and all, I have had a very relaxing day. Not once did my mind think of anything that is related to my life. Even though it was only for 2 hours, it was indeed beneficial. Crisis curbed.

Renewed

Lesen Memandu Malaysia
(Malaysian Driving License)

No. K. P....
RUMPUT
Tempoh: 20/04/2009 - 19/04/2010

Yes. I have gotten my new license. It no longer has the letter P on the left corner next to the Jalur Gemilang. Am I full-fledged competent driver now? Hell no. Haha. But I'm not that incompetent. I am a mediocre driver. Boleh tahan la. Kadang-kadang main belasah gak jalan. Hehe.

As you can see, my license will only last for 1 year. This is because I renewed it earlier. My probation license does not expire until the 19th which is a Sunday which also means that it's a holiday. So that's why I renewed it earlier. It costs my mom RM 30. Hehe...yeah she paid for it of course. Oh, and I had to take a picture for the new license and I must say I don't look good. Oh well, I'll get a new one in a year. Oh wait, I still have 7 unused pics. We can't let them go to waste now can we? Oh and it comes with a small cd so I won't have to take more pictures in the future. Great. I'll look hideous for God knows how many years.

PS: I now know how to get to Bandar Tasik Permaisuri via Jalan Ikan Ayu.

Change is Inevitable

Change is inevitable.
It can either be horrible or pleasurable
and is not always predictable.

Change is inevitable.
I can only hope that
it will be bearable.

The Earth and Some 2 Lunatics

Earth Hour

So... Earth Hour was yesterday. Haha. Of course it was. What a lame way to start an introduction.

(Note to self: Need more practice. Write more essays maybe?Sheesh.)

Anyway, yeah so how was it for you guys? Did you all camped in the dark or you just could't care less? Haha.To tell you the truth, I didn't expect much from my family although I was supportive of the idea of 'conserving the energy'. But lo and behold, the lights in my house were switched off for an hour thanks to my youngest sister. How she'd managed to persuade my grandma is beyond me but kudos to her. I was out shopping for groceries with my mother at Tesco where I bumped into one of my friend's family members who also took part in the 60 minute campaign. "We switched of the lights and left the house," said my friend's mom. Well, good on you Aunty!
(Note to Dr Penyu: It was your mom hehe). My other sister was out celebrating this total darkness day with her buddies at a field or something. One of her friends couldn't go out (ahem...protective parents hehe) so they decided to hangout at a field near the friend's place and ordered Domino's! Ain't that sweet.

Year 1 Sem 2

Well, so far so good as far as studying is concerned. I am not overly stress or anything although the thought of having exams in 2 weeks time and a possibility of failing a subject(or more) is there. No! No! Must stay positive. Perserverance will be rewarded with success! Okay, where did that come from? Must be the caffeine. I haven't had breakfast actually and it's already 9.35 am. So passed my breakfast time. Haha.

A couple of my friends (yes, I don't have that many friends haha) have also been really busy which means we didn't get to hang out as much. So most of the time I lepak with this crazy friend of mine, Miss Kedah. This girl has quite a lot of interesting but not necessarily beneficial ideas in her head which I have no problems complying to. Haha.

We actually walked from our campus back to our hostel. Ok, sounds so ordinary right? Well, it took us 2 hours. Yeah...who would've thought Desaria was that far. It was fun despite the the Sun's powerful glare and the rain's warm droplets pouring down on us. Luckily we both had umbrellas. We also stopped at Kedai Leha where Miss Kedah bought popsicles for the both of us and we had them in the rain underneath our umbrellas of course. (Note: The only reason she belanja me was because they merely cost a few cents. Haha) And of course we got 'publisiti murahan' from Taxi Uncles and 'Lori sampah'. They must think we're lost or crazy or something because we were the only ones walking beside the road.

My Umbrella

The grass beside the road

6.4km left to Desaria

The naked lorry

But it was really fun la. We even saw wild animals, a biawak and a small cicak with a very long tail(lol...wild?) in the drain. Now, you can't possibly encounter a- soon- to- be- endangered- species- in- god- knows- how- many- years- time if you take the bus can you? By the way, the biawak had a really funny way of running. Totally erm... unique. Ok, let's not insult the reptile. It's not like I can do a catwalk(Irrelevant, I know).

Outing

Hoohoo! It was a few days before our classes start for this semester so we decided to hang out.

Location: Time Square, Low Yat, Sungei Wang & Pavi.
Participants: 6 including myself
In pics: Mak Cik & Kechik (I forgot 2 snap the others)

Kimchi Experience

Contact Lense Mission : Failure

My Token of Appreciation

I've always wondered how it feels like to be a housewife. No, I'm not kidding. Ever since I was a child I've wondered a few times (not always haha) what it was like to be cleaning and cooking and taking care of your family. (Don't ask me why because I don't have a definitive answer. Perhaps it is just my nature. I love to think. But often the questions that I've concocted in my head go unanswered. Hmm.) Well, for the past almost 3 months ago, I've been doing just that and I must say I now have a total respect for all mothers and women in general who painstakingly do the aforementioned tasks(and more of course). Oh, and let's not forget the single dads and stay-at-home dads.

It's not that I've never cooked or swept before. In fact, I do that every semester break and whenever I don't have assignments. It's just that, this time around I have a more sense of appreciation towards life especially the little tiny inny-minny(lol) minuscule things in life. I feel blessed. I now realize just how hard my mother is working... how much my two sisters have grown.. how my grandmother truly love all of us and how my father hides his worries with a smile. I didn't realize how much I was missing all this while while I've been in college. I do come back during the weekends but I guess I just get caught up with my assignments and studies too much. I do realize that I'm lucky. At least, I have the privilege of going back home to my family eventhough if it's only for 2 days. Some people have to endure long periods of seperation. It's funny how we sometimes forget just how wonderful life is.

I truly am blessed and I thank God for that.

The Chef and the Penyu

Haha. What a day. I don't think I've ever laughed so much like I did approximately 7 hours ago. Chef and I went over to Dr Penyu's house today. I drove dengan penuh riak dan takbur nye. Mwahaha. What da hell. Mane de Pak Cik hamzah oi... Risau saya bawak anak pak cik. Haha. So, anyway I picked Chef up from PGRM before heading to Dr Penyu's. I haven't been to her place for quite a while.The last time I went was in 2006. Thank God her house wasn't that far so I still remember where it is. I'm quite useless with directions. NO! NO! Must think positive. I can remember. I know I can. Haha. Well, good luck to me then.

Immediately after welcoming us to her home we broke into a series of bickering, laughing and cursing. Lol. Chef was doing a lot of the cursing. Dr Penyu and I did most of the laughing. It was amusing to watch Chef spilling her heart out about her life in Dungun, Terengganu. Ayat memang x leh bla minah tu. Da la pakai sume merah. Seb bek jeans warna biru. Still ushering the year of the ox I suppose. Haha.

Moments later, Dr Penyu's mom invited us to eat and so we happily gobbled up the fried beehon, daging ashura and keropok in between chats and laughter. Thank god no one got choked. Mwahaha. We spend most of the time chatting and merapu-ing. I practically enjoyed being spastik. Haha. It's been awhile since I've been spastik. I dunno why. Hmm... And of course any outing with Chef will never be complete without a photo shoot and so like any normal person we posed and act spastik for the camera. Actually I was the only one who was 'woohoo-gila' mwahaha. Anyway, we had a great time. I had a great time. I haven't lepak and merapu with them for I dunno how long but I did went out with Chef the other day. Both of them will be leaving KL tomorrow. Chef to Dungun and Dr Penyu to Bandung, Indonesia. Sigh. I will indeed miss them. Dunno when I'll see them again. Tak pe la..Kalau ade rezeki tu adela ye dak? Hehe.

Good luck and take care my sahabats! Akan ku doakan kejayaan kalian hingga ke akhir hayat.

Hit Me Baby One More Time!

Once again I have driven my mom's 'baby' car into yet another mishap. I say 'baby' because the Viva is barely a year old. Sigh.Poor child. Barely a year old and already it has scars and now dents all over its body. I bet the car would've committed suicide by now if it was a living thing. But then again, who knows? Maybe it has grown immune to bumping into poles, walls and other cars. It's like a game of football. The players know what they're in for whenever they trod on to the field. Injuries are bound to happen but of course they would want to avoid them if possible. Same goes to yours truly here. But sigh... luck was not on my side and so the 'baby' had to suffer -yet again.

This most unfortunate event started after my short yet stressful visit to Ampang. After dropping my mother at the LRT station near our residence(haha...sounds like I live in a very posh area but no I don't), I drove to Ampang Point with my sister to get some vitamins. This is where the whole thing starts. Nope, not the accident but this was how my seemly good day turned into a not so good day. The place was PACKED LIKE CRAZY! A lot of cars were coming in but none where going out! It's like the Muslims pilgrimage to Mecca I tell you(Haha okay maybe not). I kept hoping and praying that there will be a parking space but there weren't any! Thanks to the massive jam I was rewarded with a headache. Great! Just what I need. And the schorching sun didn't help much either. Thank you green house gases.

After making a few rounds aka tawaf I gave up and decided to head back home. Since my sister was having a sort of allergy on her finger we decided to stop at the clinic near our home. Aha! Now this is where it starts. I was happily driving at a very normal speed...not too fast and not too slow...60km/hour when I finally reached the T-junction. I had to make a right turn so I waited as there was another car infront of me who also wanted to turn right. Once the car infront of me turned, I turned as well because I was pretty sure that I did not see any incoming vehicle on the other lane. And then it happened. As I was turning, a blue and redish object loomed in front of me and hit my mom's car on the left side. Thank God it wasn't that bad and my sister was okay. It was sort off like a bump but of course it wasn't just a bump for the car. The car was pretty dented on the left side.

Anyway, after the accident I found a parking spot so I parked the car and what do you know the taxi driver came and asked 'So macam mane ni?' I was just blank. I tell you I was shaking like mad! or in Skipper the penguin's word 'I was shaking like a leaf'. Hehe. He kept asking how I wanted to solve this problem and I was like clueless. ' Tak tahu... saya tak pernah kene accident' Lol. And so he said 'Call la u punya abang ka ayah ka mak ka'. So I did and when my mom answered I couldn't say a word because if I did tears would come rolling down my cheeks. So I gave the phone to my sister. After my mom negotiated with the taxi driver I payed him RM 100. When I think about it. I don't really think he deserves the 100 bucks because his taxi was still ok. It was my mom's car that looked pretty bad. But he said he would need to replace the bumper with a new one or something so I just payed him to close the subject.

'Jangan bawak laju-laju' Excuse me? Who was driving laju-laju la uncle? But of course I didn't said anything because I was still shaking. I burst into tears right after I entered the car. My sister went to the clinic but there were a lot of people so she retreated back to the car. After a few minutes, I turned up the radio and drove back home. Nope Britney's song was not on the air waves. Imagine if it had.

Kematangan

Kematangan. Sesuatu yang sukar untuk diperjelaskan apatah lagi digambarkan. Maksudnya sudah tentu saja terdapat dalam mana-mana kamus Dewan Bahasa tetapi maksud perkataan itu pastinya berbeza buat setiap individu. Bukan begitu? Entahlah. Tapi yang pasti kematangan tidak boleh diukur oleh umur kerana orang yang telah lanjut usianya pon belum tentu lagi matang pemikirannya. Minda belum merdeka. Haha. Klise sungguh bunyinya. Tetapi inilah hakikat. Kematangan itu terbentuk apabila kedua-dua otak dan hati digunakan untuk berfikir. Kematangan itu lahir apabila keputusan yang dibuat bukan mengikut hawa nafsu semata-mata. Dan kematangan itu akan lebih menyerlah apabila seseorang itu mengakui kesilapan diri, bukan menuding jari dan terus merperbaiki diri. Tiada siapa yang sempurna di dunia ini. Oleh sebab itu, jadikan kesilapan semalam pengajaran buat hari ini dan hari-hari berikutnya. Aku sendiri tidak pasti jika aku ini telah matang tetapi aku yakin... Aku lebih matang dari semalam.

Inkling

Tight in the chest. That's how I feel at the moment. As if my chest is being compressed by an alien force. The Dark force perhaps. Mwahaha. Aku melalut. No matter. Finals are coming... Deadlines are reaching... Things are happening... Is it to late to be singing? Haha. Aku pening.

Miss Curly Wurly's Home

My college buddies and I have made Miss Curly Wurly's still-unpacking-yet-beautiful-home our assignment HQ. It is in this building, specifically in Miss Curly Wurly's room where we held our so- called 'operations' often working into the wee hours of the night. Those of us who smoke (Miss Curly Wurly herself and Mr Aloe Vera) would willingly empty their box of cigarettes whenever pressure strikes. For those who dont smoke (Me, MaduBerdarah, Yellow Aunty, Petani and Thambi) we would either discuss other unrelated issues or amuse ourselves by watching Gizmo the Cat. If none of that works, well we could always jumped into the pool which is just one level down Ms CW's balcony.

Introducing Miss Curly Wurly


Her Living Room




Petani Berjaya & Ms CW's mode of transportation.
No more tractors for Encik Petani.


Somewhere near the hall

For more information on our HQ please contact Miss Curly Wurly herself.

Birthday Photoshoot

Here are the photos as promised.from Farah

from Hani

the lovely train set

the unwrapping process

I'm so old

from Josh