Built a fort out of sheets.

It's 2pm, one and a half day before 2010 ends and my head just got a loaf heavier thank you headache. Here I am, spending my 30th working from home and off for the early weekend! Apparently tomorrow is a public holiday which I'm not happy with at all because Leo Burnett declares close for the New Year too wtfwtf. Never been fair! Good 4 days to bum around before going back to the reality.


This year, Christmas wasn't as merry. Nevertheless there goes a blast celebration in the office. :)



AWESOME HDR! Our reception area. :)



Food all ready!



Hello people of Interactive. :)



Comel people do comel thing like this.



Countdown to party begins.



The band who rocked the whole of Menara Olympia. Lovin' them!



After beer and whisky. Intoxicated.



Bistro the place where I stripped Ken's shirt and smashed ice cubes at him fml. I blame the alcohol, really. Just you know, he is my Account Director.



If you have been following PETRONAS commercials, this guy here changes the world one sentence at a time. :)



After beer, whisky, shots. Not sober I believe.



Shooooo cute kan.



After more beer, more whisky, more shots. Certified drunk. DJ Shee in the conference yo!



After more, more, and more shots.

Thank you, you, more than the heart could say. :) :) :)

Yeay I have a happy looking blog entry here. I missed drinking with them already, have a good year end and prosper my career ahead! Gotta settle my client and do the usual visiting okthxbai.

In a world of magnets and miracles.

Two years ago when grandpa passed away, my heart did pounded but it went by very quickly. Because I never knew how losing a grandparent of mine would ever hit me like a prolonged dull pain. Now that my grandma is in intensive care ward, where I witnessed an old pale lady lying on the bed motionless, aided with every needed tools and medicines to survive her health failure, getting weaker and weaken by hopes everyday - I freaked out in tears. I dare not see another day of her begging in pain, crying in fear, struggling to breathe... heal her for god sake.

Maybe this is a wishful thinking but I wish the worst will never come.

Way above the clouds in the sky singing.

Oh boy, I haven't properly blogged in forever. Life's just been so busy with a lot of small activities popping up, and I'm right in the throes of taking over jobs because apparently half of the department will be away for the remaining month, and I will only see my boss again next year fml.

I'm already feeling the burdens weighing on me which I'm quite panic whether I can do this shittiest thing alone but hey, I cannot afford to screw up my accounts by any chance. Though I'm beginning to like the idea that my presence in the company is becoming more functional. Evidently, I still find that unfamiliar sense every now and then but I'm adapting really good, and much happier partying with them. :D

In the mean time, here are some random pictures of love.

Family day at Kuala Selangor. Haven't been spending much time with them despite work.

This is taken by my *ahem phone! Canggih. :D

My little boi.

BB. ♥



A failed jump shot. :/



Statue of Liberty wannabe yo!



Wish away. :)



Nothing to brag about I-City.



Colorful lighting that is.



Damn, fucking hangover at my own graduation. Fugly eyes fml.


In case you don't know, I was fucking drunk for 2 nights in a row and I have no memory of how many shots I took altogether fml. But definitely more than 8 on Friday night because I remembered who shot me! And after, I was completely tipsy running zig zag in the office, went alco crazy and overly wild. The next thing I know I was home puking, walked up that damn stage, officially graduated, and gone intoxicated again. Too awesome!


My entire family and relatives left to Penang this morning which literally means I will be home alone for the next 3 days. I could have gone out with total freedom but here I am, sleeping in and slacking on a peaceful evening. Made a NY cheese cake earlier, it ripples! Hopefully it sets nicely overnight in the fridge and come out as a perfect birthday cake tomorrow. Gonna go make myself a bowl of Caesar salad, boiled honey lemon and enjoy the precious weekend bye!

I would go through all this pain.

Hello diary.

I promised myself to update earlier but I just couldn't make it with lousy mood. I guess this whole new chapter of being independent out there is taking me to an extreme fright. Apparently I screwed up on my first 3 days at work. It turned out horrible. I wasn't expecting myself to break down under these terrifying pressures when it comes to facing the real thing but yeah, the entire picture had me shaken.

On a brighter side, I happily executed my first servicing with the client yesterday with the help from the team of course and tadaa, Prosperity is running on live already! That really cheered me up after a storm of emoeness. First campaign I ever laid on as an official Executive in Leo Burnett. I swear not to be just another junk in the office, never. I will perform all I can, take that.




With you is where I'd rather be.

But we're stuck where we are.



And it's so hard.



You're so far.

This long distance is killing me.



Can you hear me crying? ♥

On a history book page.

So close to ending it all; so near to the edge of a turning point.

I woke up feeling completely miserable today. When it all comes in at once, I don't exactly know how to deal with these overload anxieties. Of many sighs, here is another round of revelry gone wrong. The past is the past, the present is now and the future is unknown. It's a test, life is a fucking game we play everyday with nothing but a tiny glimmer of hope at times, and its all burning with such intensity now.

The only constant is change. And that I see better changes within myself this year. But I have this sudden lost of mind to who I am today. It's silly to say I don't know what I'm doing, but truly I don't know what this does to me in long run anymore. As I stared onto the white ceiling each night, loneliness creeps in. As I looked into the mirror every morning, fear shatters my little dream. As I walked down a crowded street alone, uncertainties start to pour heavily. I have great nightmares no one will understand.

"Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game".

I have 12 hours till the real game begins.

Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6.

I should be blogging more often these days but I'm really too tired; tired of shopping, tired of outings, tired of watching drama, tired of playing games, tired of bumming in the house etc etc. So far so good with my holidays except for the sick part fml. Ruined my schedules upside down.

Anyway I'm back healthy with 2kg of weight loss after extreme diarrhea and vomiting. :)




Studying for my final paper the other day. Bird nest for supper! :D



Recent love.



Ah Dum and Ah Ding whom I missed badly.



Tenji buffet with its unglamorous food!



Solaris with my poor hubby. :(



More drinking nights with the boys.



Adding to my recipes today was apple crumble cake. It was superb good! :D

Signing off. Partay.