sometimes i dont really want to blog tt much cos i dont think people would want to read abt my daily routine or a narration of my already boring life. the reason why i dont have a tagboard is cos people just dont tag me, and sometimes its good for me.. because there are times when u just wanna rant and rant without anybody saying anything. (or in this case, because they cant. but tts besides the point.)
i dont know why, i dont blog abt the interesting events that happened. cos i see people blog about all kind of things, from their religion to what they did for the day to their clubbing routines. so instead of blogging about pok's birthday dinner at a super posh restaurant where i had the best salmon fettucine ever, or the time when a mad man took my picture in the lift while i was going home from tuition (I WAS SUPER FREAKED OUT OK.) or the time when hafiz, fariz, shahid, wan, dayah and i went for iftar together and had a super great time... i actually blogged abt.. the prime minister's speech, or what hafiz ate. that kind of thing.
thing is, i realised that i hate hate hate to do a primary 6 composition here and narrate my day. i'd rather post pictures. but i dont really take pictures. HAH!
the stickit on my desktop says that i have to design a web face by next tues, and i have dr aquilla's minor essay to start and a media release due next thursday.
maybe this is the reason why i dont normally narrate my days, you guys wouldnt want to read abt how i research for the 4 theories of communication, would you?
i am very blessed to be friends with people who are good-hearted and sincere in nature. they fill me with a sense of gratitude, happiness and most importantly companionship and love. ive always been a strong believer of the fact that its better for one to have few but close and meaningful friendships, rather than having large social circle of friends whom you dont feel comfortable with.
ive met tons of new people in university (and also avoided some, haha!) and ive learnt the importance of keeping and appreciating the past and current friendships. friends come and go, and you become close with certain and different people as you pass the different stages of your life. yet i believe it is most important to try still keep in touch with the few people that have been your close friends at some point or another.
so..
I LOVE YOU ALL FRIENDS! yeap.
and you too.
in my attempt to post recent pictures, i'll post the most recent one now..

i think this boy looks extremely happy in this picture cos he had:-
- grilled sambal fish
- aglio olio (is that how you spell it? hafiz pronounce it as "oliolio") pasta
- one and half gold rush ice-cream (half is not enough for him, he insisted on having another one all by himself.. the waitress was asking us "betul eh?" read:serious? when she took the order for the second gold rush.)
i told him that the possible reason for his cookie monster mood was because he's super happy to see me after two weeks. haha!
im very happy to see you too lah. (:
i know im supposed to either be doing photoshop or reading up ben riddle's course notes. but i was in the mood to reminisce so i decided to dig up the photos from school times. i miss school, i know i said tt a million times already i think. i miss the 3 years of schooling when i had to put on the almost-green-almost-blue-almost-turquoise uniform.

i dont know what i was thinking when i decided to cut my hair short. but anw, i really enjoyed the walkathon cos basically i didnt participate in it at all! haha.. i was at the ending point with my fellow counsellors, im not quite sure what our task was.

my current desktop wallpaper. look at dayah and me. we should be shot. haha..

the first head i noticed from this picture is jayne's.. sticking out at the back. haha!
i think i havent really moved on from those times although its been a good 2 years since we left school.. i miss my classmates.. even that talk-cock bugger and the A.S! i miss my school mates, ms low, the council.
big sighs.
i really think i should probably post more recent pictures instead of these ancient ones.