Herzen Alexander:

Life has taught me to think, but thinking has not taught me to live.

Live.

don't think too much.

Sting: 

Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake. 

daydreamer

what a joy if one could just spend the whole day, doing nothing and yet be not bothered about all the hubbub and hullabaloo. boo-hoo!

fly! set sail! and drift away to neverland!

run free! like you're in the plains of the grasslands. a happy lark in the meadow-field.

ahem, that'd be too good to be true.

but yeah, pretty well looking forward to the breaks.

soon, soon. bearded baboon.

i sure don't want t'end up like a goon.

'Well, are you rich?' 

'No, but I been rich wunst, and gwyne to be rich agin. Wunst I had foteen dollars, but i tuck to speculat'n', en got busted out.' 

'What did you speculate in, Jim?' 

'Well, fust I tackled stock.' 

'What kind of stock?' 

'Why, live stock. Cattle, you know. I put ten dollars in a cow. But I ain' gwyne to resk no mo' money in stock. De cow up 'n died on my han's.' 

 - Mark Twain, Huckleberry Finn 

you got skin over your bones

yes, it comes in many different tones

you try to keep it all in

cover up, don't get yourself screened

perhaps find a place

where it spells comfort and solace

nobody sees, no man hears

not even the sight of your tears

alas!

just when you think

for a camouflage,you'd pass

your skin made of brass

exposed, bare

you're caught unaware

it's not even a proper snare

sometimes simple things

turn out to be surprise-things

sometimes feelings

can be quite nerve-wracking

and you know what, uncertainty can still be king

only You know

yeah, You know

hey dol merry dol

Slip into your most comfortable at-home clothes and just bask in the ever familiar sights and sounds of home!

A time to work the kitchen. and work the bulges, too! 

 f r e s h   i d e a s .
f r o m   g o o d  o l '   h i d e o u t s .

c a t c h i n g   u p   w i t h   e v e r - g r e e n s .

S t i l l .  y o u  g o t  r o o m  f o r  m o r e !  

given only once. the choice is yours.

four moons may seem long.

well, I'd never want to believe that!

hey dol merry dol, ring a dong dillo

ring a dong, hop along, fal lal the willow

Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!

happy hols! : )

escapade.

musings from a much desired break.

sometimes we fail to bask in the richness of life's intricacies. 

sometimes we prefer to lock our minds in our own imaginary boxes. 

sometimes even simple things can make you go 'ooh... and aah...'. 

 sometimes we need good food to fill up our physical (and psychological), tanks. no?

 sometimes we may feel that there's nobody around to befriend you.

 and when we're trapped; closed in from all four corners, we fail to look up.

pictures for thought.

from a city called Kuching.

love,min.

 nice one by yeun : )

beyond necessity.

to sleep and wake up without relying on any device.

heaven.

sorry

that'd be hardly possible

will make sure this happens

after I'm done pestering with second semester!

just when you think picturebooks don't matter.

I'm sure some of you might have read The Little Golden Book titles before right? Well, several numbers by this cool guy, are really entertaining reads. (Informational, too!)

p/s: Richard Scarry, you make cats look cute.
Well at least in my childhood memories.
But they still are, anyway.


Do check 'em out! 

homeward bound!

h o m e .

s u r e f e e l s g o o d t o t h i n k o f i t.

f i v e d a y s.

j'aime!

>:O

the past year: what the dog saw

07/31: Orientation month - at the queen's

At this point of time, the freshies just got tired
of one whole week of orientation,

and off they went to escape from the place we call
menara gading.

08/30: Merdeka countdown - at the Times

Still remembered the pandan flavoured putu mayam we had

before visiting the still-new Penang Times Square,

where the hbp students had
their performances and artworks publicized,

as part of a programme in a concert.

08/31: Morning sky

Sight to behold. Taken before a hike
to a not-so-near beach, at my very own residence. 

08/31: En route to monkey beach

This is Muka Head. A place for biology/marine biology
students to carry out research,

sadly, during the holidays.

Okay, after rushing through group projects, mid-terms,
online quizzes and finally, final exams,

it's funny how a bunch of students would want to be

voluntarily put into another race,

where more than 20,000 people compete. 

11/21: Catching the sunrise in 10K fun run
- from the queen's to the bridge then back

This is what you get by paying rm15,
provided if you run there. Haha.

11/22: Early presents from friends : )

Happy moments worth living for that make you go "aww..."

sueanne, tienhui, audrey, stephanie,
fongwan, waiquan, jiaowei

Many thanks! : )

11/23: Discovery of a hidden nook - at komtar

...with the assistance of a Penangite friend.

get cheap felt, here!

11/23: A necessary yet, non-reliable,
mode of transport

11/23: Noon at the queen's

11/23: English tea; un-English way

11/26: To the town - by the streets

All through semester one we never really took time to

walkabout, lose our way, and just dive into
the many quiet, quaint, little streets.

11/26: Old - as seen in new; First Avenue

12/10: Give us this day our daily bread
- a private getaway tucked in the corners of KL

...where friendships were rebuilt? refurbished, I'd say. heh.

12/10: Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive
those who've trespassed against us

12/10: Refuge

12/10: Escapade

12/11: Celebrated celebration, as quiet as it may seem

12/11: The undiscovered

12/11: Lowly, but unappreciated

camps. christmas. melt-in-your-mouth shortbread.
molten chocolate cakes. last-minute packing.
one month. gone, baby. gone.


semester two.
like it or not.
91 days to live through.


Okay, I'll leave the rest as it is. No use killing time documenting all these if I'm being unproductive.
hahah. Can't wait to be back home!
and, looking forward to get the new camera, Pam! :D

wheeee!


and, oh, it's good to end the day
with some chuck-time before bedtime.

folly.

People who bite the hand that feeds them usually lick the boot that kicks them.

Hoffer, Eric