much to blog
yet nothing pops the minute when i want to blog. i guess now's what's called a erm.. blogger's block? see lah. so long never been online. well anyways. this will be quite a read. in paragraphs; albeit random. series of events will be sub-headed though, make em easier to read, eh :)

of sincerity
gosh, mei, i never would have thought of this word as i made my way back home last friday. but yes, this. sincerity was what was there. the essence of us. from dinner all the way to the sort-of-supper. sincerity was what bonds us during those hours talking. what i did thought was of the bond we had. and that 'although never meet for so long, still gel up like old times' but. yes. i love you. all of you. it's different, just different to be able to talk from the same perspective but having different views from that same perspective. i know you know can le.


of the first movie date
yes, if you dont know by now, time with babyboo's wayyyyyyy too precious to be spent over a movie. and so we never do catch a movie on our dates. i rather take a long winding bus ride, just talking :) now who was it who said i demand so much, huh huh ;) but i reallyreallyreally wanted to watch it. and he reallyreallyreally wanted to watch it too. so yes. we decided to make it our first. quaint-ish oldie style. shaw house. transformers was definitely a kickass first date. any date with mr hotstuff is kickass :D


of discovery home & health
at risk of sounding like a desperate housewife, yes i love crispy clothes. and i mean slightly sun-toasted. so while i wait for them clothes to dry, i now have a newfound favourite channel...!! now we ALL know i love cable tv. but mornings are just made better with home&health. i swear. ok, i admit i cringe at watching televised livebirths and nak-kena-smackkkkk toddlers but so adorable arh all the toddies. and yes, i am hooked on little people, big world. some sorta reality tv about dwarfism. lovelove, larh!

of the holi-whaaat-days
brutal honesty. i havent been up to anything much really. i am a homebody. heh. pretty much the same old stuff. i turn into Cinderella by 6pm, mondays to thursdays. except instead of returning home, i leave home. either arab class or tuition evenings. but either ways. im loving it.

of that nagging worry
im just concerned. when school re-opens, i'll have a ball of a time juggling MY time about. so.. good luck to me.

of exam results
as i clicked, i noticed i was barely breathing. heart stopped. God gimme smthg i deserve, that final prayer. and then: two credits and two distinctions. alhamdullillah.

of metro sale
tampines metro has morphed into this this this.. warehouse-ish kinda place. dirt cheap deals. and real worth-its arh. got me two pairs of shoes, bras and socks and yea. do feel free to check it out ya.

of jean-baptiste grenouille
should the literary historical horror turned feature film, perfume:a story of a murderer (2006) present itself as an opportunity for you to catch, do spend the time. i highly recommend it. it's amazing how pheromones (and interestingly.. a lack of it) carves an identity out of an individual. my next step is the last king of scotland. do hope it's a worth-it.

of girls night out
earlier, in the cab, i witnessed her charm in action. rashidah. as ain would say it, BFF lah babe. well i wont say i'd never witnessed it before. guess just never really noticed it. the laughters we had in that cab (for the whole day, for the matter) but in that cab with yana and her, just made me feel how blessed i have to her AND her in my life.

of shush-surprise party
we all are trying to shut the living daylights off our mouths. but yes. saturday's the black&pink parteeeeeee and although it's no longer a surprise (bcos yana chanced upon THE bday invite, i am NOT blaming who) at least she doesnt have a hunch whos attending and where the party's at.. so.. still can la. we're all just tripping about the party decor, party favors and all that jazzies. but yes, loving it.

of harper's bazaar
just happened to rekindle that love for the mag. i was asked once why i even bothered to read one which features stuff i couldnt possibly afford the moolah. or at least, right now. has been a while since i made time for it but today, na-ah, time was made. and honestly, with gorgeous stuff like prada fringe nappa or the multicolor bottega veneta and marc jacobs and all that, hello? i love beautiful things ok?

of babyboo
it's mindboogling how you have surfaced into my life. and mindboggling-er how you've persisted/ing through all the crabload of nonsense piling up on you. and you, though not always, say the rightest things at the rightest times. and im learning much about myself through & with you. and that is something no one can ever take away from us. just me & you. insyaAllah

of missing me
yes, i know you do. *cheekily pointing out index finger* so this long post's for you :D take good care all of yall. the weather's very warped these days. *hugs*