I wanna go home.

Craving for home-cooked food. 

Miss the aroma of fried Bosou. Eating bananas at Gama's house, playing around with the loyal cats and dogs.

Wanna go menumbak with Bapa. Help Mama guring ayam during family events. 

Watch movies with the girls. Teasing around, cari pasal with little Earl.

They're getting old. Everyone does. 

     

Miss all the good times with them. My silly friends. Wish I can turn back time and have dirts and muds all over me, laughters all over us. We used to "curi-curi" mandi at sungai. If I'm unlucky and busted, surely Mama and Bapa would burst in anger. Can't blame them though, I deserved that whips on my ass and thighs. 

Feeling kinda nostalgic. Somehow it hurts. 

:D

um.. its a bird

Elaun buku dah masok oii $_$

At last, our book allowance for this year already banked-in. Smile and laughter seemed to conquer each and every face. Poker face turned red, ready to spend their money to the last Ringgit.

$_$

 Personally, I wanna buy me a mini altec lansing. But then, after a second thought I decided that it's not what I need this time around. Hmmph. I have no idea on how to spend my money wisely, apparently I spent too much on food and teleportation: my bapak's Kancil ;D

But there goes a saying "Jangan berkira kalau pasal makan, sebab selagi dapat makan kau makanlah" I tot I heard this from one of our lecturer. Didn't remember which, though.

Butterflies in my tummy.

Exam is just around the corner. 

Preparation = Roughly 18% 

Wish me luck, world.

:O

:O

Kegawatan RM melanda dompetku.

Yeap, this semester is cruising on its end so I'm almost out of money. It's kinda embarrassing to tell the whole world about this, but me berbesar hati untuk share my experience with the dust, butterflies inside both my dompet and bank acc :O

Once upon a time (2008/09 to be frank) I was at Labuan Matriculation College taking the Program Satu Tahun (PST) for Sains Hayat. The free money (allowance) provided by the Government, I kept it untouched and eke out my living through a talian hayat from my FAMA - not the agricultural program or whatsoever but this - Father Mother. 

Difference between a BOSS and a LEADER :O

Last night I was busy completing my portfolio for PJM 3106 and EDU 3104 so I took a few minutes peeking at my lovely Fesbuk account. I scrolled and scrolled down the virtual wall, a sea of people's lamentation on their lovey dovey story and minta puji's status is all I got. 

Yucks.

Then I saw a tagged picture, not mine but its kinda interesting. So interesting that I wanna share and hoping to apply this in my life ;O

True Story