This is cute.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Makes my heart go hou hou hou
I think doing evil is an art form.
You gotta be creative in making sure you never get caught.. then you gotta be careful in covering up the evidence ..dusting out the fingerprints.. and most importantly you got to have a tattered soul.
Because most of the time, after all that beauty of the crime theres always your soul to deal with. That little tinge of guilt that consumes you slowly but painfully like flesh eating bacteria.
Maybe thats what differentiates the good and the bad... having a conscience and the lack of it.
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Perception is about first impressions. They say first impression is a lasting impression.. but dont you just hate it when when people get the WRONG first impression...
I hate hypocrics , pretenders... but sometimes...
its not really their fault .. sometimes people are viewed in that stereotypical way.. regardless of how they really act.
But you know what? even if ure just being yourself.. I still hate you.
Just because people view you in that misconstrued manner.
You are not as perfect as the think you are!.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Nafsu - the preview
Punch with mix fruits, watermelon and ice..
Capcicum peppers. I just found that grilled capcicum are just marvelous!.. i grilled it after the Tandoori chicken.. Nyummaeyy
Tandoori Chicken
Ayam percik pasar malam Kelana JayaMonday, September 17, 2007
I just want to sit in a corner and read

Every Ramadhan TV3 will view the Jejak Rasul series where it sees travels across Muslim countries, displaying footsteps of the Prophets and his close friends and colleagues in their continuous pursuit of spreading Islam.
For this year, TV3 has made a slight change in their normal program with a sister version of Jejak Rasul called Jejak Rasul Assalam USA which depicts the lives of muslims in America. I think its so interesting to see how muslims practice in a very non-muslim environment.
Its not like i havent gone through similar experieces but these are stories of American-borned muslims.. I dont know, but in Malaysia. Islam is always portrayed with being Malay. Muslim is so synonimous with Malays or Melayu in Malaysia that when someone comes and ridicules Islam, orang Melayu yang bertempik sakan, defending it although most of the time they are protecting Melayu the race rather then Islam the religion. Malays and Muslims are so much connected that when a Malay is seen doing something bad.. Islam is whats deemed as imperfect.
so its interesting to see muslims in a different light, different settings, somewhat more universal and not stereotyped. To see the challenges these people face and the things they do in the name of Islam.
so dont miss it.. its aired every Saturday and Sunday 5-5.30 pm. ( Altho so far ive only been able to watch it in between menggoreng ayam or mengacau lauk :-p)
Saturday, September 15, 2007
When two become one
My best buddy's new bundle of joy...
I present to you..
Ammar Marwan
Congratulations to both new mom and dad!
Monday, September 10, 2007
365 - 21
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
I fell in love with the DJ
I was away for the long Merdeka weekend and this is what i wrote on the way back.on my 6280.
"As i sit in the car in this horrible jam we call holiday traffic, i am glad that at least my handphone is equipped with enough technology to allow me to read my favourite blogs. Hey its not 3G (3G tak cover highway beb). its not fast internet, but its internet all the same. Anything to get my mind off this sore butt after hours of sitting in cramped conditions. My only regret would be not having a faster option of writing this. A touch screen and a stylus maybe, instead of having to type with one hand on this tiny keyboard. But beggars cant be choosers. Oh i also wished i could post this now rather than having to type it back at the office tomorrow. but i have yet to access blogger on this cute little gadget of mine.."
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Have you ever read.. or heard some news that was suppose to be good. something supposedly beneficial.. for you or your kind..
but secretly inside you think its just bollocks..
and youre slightly ashamed of yourself for feeling that way..
for feeling not how youre supposed to feel.
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I was thingking of writing an entry sempena the Merdeka weekend. somewhere along the lines how Merdeka meant i can walk on the side of the streets without being shot at.. or going to the nearby mall without needing bodyguards or sorts.. but then it seemed too cliche now.. so ive decided to dedicate this entry sempena Merdeka.. I know its about KL. and it might have nothing to do with Merdeka. but thats what i think about independence. Its about being able to enjoy the things I love.
Selamat Hari Merdeka yang ke 50!
"As i sit in the car in this horrible jam we call holiday traffic, i am glad that at least my handphone is equipped with enough technology to allow me to read my favourite blogs. Hey its not 3G (3G tak cover highway beb). its not fast internet, but its internet all the same. Anything to get my mind off this sore butt after hours of sitting in cramped conditions. My only regret would be not having a faster option of writing this. A touch screen and a stylus maybe, instead of having to type with one hand on this tiny keyboard. But beggars cant be choosers. Oh i also wished i could post this now rather than having to type it back at the office tomorrow. but i have yet to access blogger on this cute little gadget of mine.."
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Have you ever read.. or heard some news that was suppose to be good. something supposedly beneficial.. for you or your kind..
but secretly inside you think its just bollocks..
and youre slightly ashamed of yourself for feeling that way..
for feeling not how youre supposed to feel.
........................................................
I was thingking of writing an entry sempena the Merdeka weekend. somewhere along the lines how Merdeka meant i can walk on the side of the streets without being shot at.. or going to the nearby mall without needing bodyguards or sorts.. but then it seemed too cliche now.. so ive decided to dedicate this entry sempena Merdeka.. I know its about KL. and it might have nothing to do with Merdeka. but thats what i think about independence. Its about being able to enjoy the things I love.
Selamat Hari Merdeka yang ke 50!
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