Shoes, shoes, shoes


Ok there are similarities between my BSc. and MSc. convocation. There are: 1. The yellow/gold hood. Yep. Sad. If people doesn’t know the difference between bachelor degree and master degree hood, then it would look the same. 2. I rawk the shoes. Yep, on both occasion, I wore the black Charles & Keith heels and…

44th USM convocation 2011


Well, a picture worth a thousand words and there are five (5) pictures attached with this post. So, enjoy! Finally, did it again ! Part of the Msc LA clan (the other 3, missing in action) Whatever the occasion, we must have the jump shot! with one of my studio cum group mate Us after…

Fly away?


I know it’s unwise to blog at these hour in the morning where I should be continue working on the presentation slides and/or sleeping. I got to wake up early tomorrow to work. However, upon talking to my fellow studio mate just now (he were having problem deciding for career-change, so I give a little…

The ‘it’ sarong


  This is me being vain. I have no one taking picture of me, so sad. Yeah, I rawk the cream kebaya. Finally found the right shade and pattern of sarong. The sarong belong to my late grandma. It has the sumatran pattern (and I’m loving it) with brown/cream and a red/cream as the ‘kepala’…

Eid Mubarak 2011


A bunch of love catching up with each other during this festive season. No words can describe them, a picture speaks a thousand word. There are 9 of ’em below: Grenadine syrup wit basil seed The typical house food served during raya 🙂 She who finally come on the third year of raya, feasting on…

Daiso, 1Borneo


I went on an impulsive shopping spree with kart at Daiso 1Borneo. Ha,ha. Two small polka dot pillow for my batmobile, laundry bags for my lingerie, wooden coffee spoon, a coaster that matches my blue and brown ikea mug (yeay! Finally), a tray compartment as well as those drawer cover. wooohoo. Ain’t it cute?

Grateful for small mercies


I complaint a lot, on tiny little things. On how things are not moving according to the plan,  or that something unexpected ruin a perfect moment. It’s like that. But nothing is perfect right? A great day is ruined by such a few second humiliation, doesn’t mean the whole day is ruined right? It is…