:*: Milo Tin Car :*:

As posted on May's blog September 23, 2006 (I guest blog over there):

My boss just got his new Savvy yesterday. I'm not an avid fan of national cars, but after the second day riding it. I have to say it is not bad for a national car.

Hehe..my boss said it is because he is driving it.

Yes I was never an avid fan of national cars.

Today's incident just made my statement much more clearer.

As blogged before too on my blog December 22, 2005:

Our local companies that seem to take make cars as a pure for-profit matter… perhaps you could call it cars with no 'spirit' or 'passion'...

Very, very true.

Guess you guys still don't get the point of me blogging this.

As claimed, Savvy was said to be Built Tougher Than You Think.



It's a total Bullshit.

Today, we met an accident somewhere near SMK Assunta junction. Well I wasn't in the car because we went with 2 cars. I was in the another car with my colleague tailing Him.

Here's a glimpse of the little drama we had:

Me: (Switching the radio station which currently playing Tokyo Drift)
Azim: Let's drift wey..

*Bang*

Azim: I already assume he won't make it.
Me: Oh My God. Accident?

*Everybody got down from their respective Cars*

Me: Oh my baby.
Azim: (Shakes his head and again saying..) I knew he wouldn't make it.



Well basically the side of the car dented badly, but we forgot to take a pic of it.



And this is the car that got hit.

Picture taken on the way to the workshop.

As you can see nothing happened to it. Just a few cat-scratch marks.

And my baby Savvy got dented like bad. As if it is made from Milo Tin.

Recalling again the advertisement...

Built Tougher Than You Think.

Probably they meant instead of using Coke cans they used Milo tins.

Price to pay:
RM 300 for the dude's back light and bumper.
RM 700 for my baby's front and light.

The car is with the mechanic for 2 days or so.

Till then my Milo tin car..

We will miss you.

Sidenotes:
4752 and 3599 are number to buy. But it's fasting month. I don't gamble. Haha.

:*: I wanna get Deep Down :*:

I wanna get Deep Down.

Caffeinated.

Till I can't read this.



Could you?

Espresso is the new Black..

Edited 06/10/2006:
Checked my blog and realised picture not there, was there few days back. Don't know what happened to it.

:*: Hypocritical :*:

Lips of An Angel by Hinder

Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you

I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it so hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late


Sidenotes:
I don't really post lyrics on here, but this song just touched me so bad.

:*: It's been a While :*:

It's been a while since I've step into Bangsar.


Well yesterday after breaking my fast back home, Warith and Shahrul came over to pick me up for a drink.

Then Shahrul was like, "Hey, where are we going?"
Me: "Don't know, any mamak will do".
Warith : Let's go Bangsar, it's been a while since we've been there.

While turning into the junction to Bangsar..

Shahrul: "Is this Bangsar?"
Warith: "Change already?"
Me: "Are you sure we're not at Central Market?"

All the sudden I saw this new mini shopping mall in the middle of Bangsar town.

No.

I'm not confused between Bangsar Shopping Mall and Bangsar Shopping Village.

It's another new one.

Or maybe another Village..hahaha...

I've asked around no one knew what is the new mini mall name.

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
i dunno

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
dah tak pergi there cos of puasa month

•°¤*(¯`°º°Mîss¤Èrýñ°º°´¯)*¤°• need to feed the Orphans says:
coz of puasa month cannot go bangsar la

•°¤*(¯`°º°Mîss¤Èrýñ°º°´¯)*¤°• need to feed the Orphans says:
what kind of theory is that?

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
i go bangsar usually for lunch

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
dinner with the family

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
dinner during puasa usually at home cos later go terawih

Sha *Rocks The House™* says:
so no bangsar

Everyone tend to be a little slow down at their activities due to fasting month. To all my muslim friends, without most of you it will be a quiet month indeed, in the club. Haha.

By the way, I've stumbled upon this creature that I had no clue what it was even until when I read it I'm still having chills, one of these things that gives you goosebumps every time you think of it.



A Jerboa.

Small long tail rodent that jumps long distance using its long hind legs.


Sidenotes:
Can't wait to berbuka with Warith and friends next week.
Can't wait to watch Devil Wears Prada and Angel Wears Bata next week too with May and Aishah.

I love keeping myself occupied.

:*: When We Broke Up :*:

I've broke up with Bakry Yesterday.

It's official this time.

I'm sad, but the fond memories I have experienced with Bakry will always keep me hanging around.

I just broke down yesterday. But after I had a little talk and few hugs from Him, I was back to the feeling of Contented.

At least I knew, I was Noticed in other peoples life.


Sidenotes:
Blog skin changed and going to stick like this for a while. Hope you guys love it.

I know He loves it.

:*: Happy Ramadan my Lalinks :*:

Finally the month of the year we're always not looking forward to is here.

But sadly to say I'm not fasting today...

NO.

It's not cause I'm skipping or lazy or gastric problem or forget to eat morning...It is more like He forgot to wake me up today to eat.

*While driving to the office today*

Me: You woke up for sahur tak today?
Him: Yes.
Me: Why didn't wake me up?
Him: You bukan boleh puasa pun today.
Me: Yeah at least I could eat something to survive the day since everyone is fasting.
Him: Hungry lah ni?
Me: Yeah. Takkan I nak makan infront of everyone although I'm not fasting?

I hate getting periods especially during the first week of Ramadan. Killing the joy of fasting. To make it worst still...

I got flu and cough today.

Sidenotes:
And no, this is not my new lay out. Just temporary. Just tired of the old one. Chronicles theme are a bit too teeny for me now. I'm growing up.

:*: Semi-Hiatus for a new Look :*:

This blog will go on a semi-hiatus for the time being.



Revamping a new look Baby.

New theme for my blog is Fresh, New and Unadulterated.

I'm going through a metamorphosis period in my life, and this blog is my decoy diary meaning I have to make-up her up too..

Ciao, bellas.

:*: He says Love is Bullshit :*:

But this is what I think Love is.

Perfect love is rare indeed - for to be a lover will require that you continually have the subtlety of the very wise, the flexibility of the child, the sensitivity of the artist, the understanding of the philosopher, the acceptance of the saint, the tolerance of the scholar and the fortitude of the certain.

Agree?

Sidenotes:
I want it more than That baby.

:*: I feel so Unwanted :*:

How could I have burned Paradise?
You were never mine Baby

:*: Contented :*:

Today is back to basic.

For the past week, I've been writing of daily life soap operas I've seen from my point of view. Well, today is something different.

Today is back to Me.

I'm feeling very love sick.

Is it love or infatuation?

I don't really know.

But this is what I think.

Infatuation is instant desire, like one set of glands calling to another.

Love is friendship that had caught fire. It takes root and grow's, one day at a time.

Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. you are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would as soon as examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.

Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away. Miles do not seperate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head that you keep replaying. But near or far, you know they are yours, and you can wait.

Infatuation says, "We must get married right away. I can't risk losing them."

Love says, "Be patient. Don't panic. Plan your future with confidence."

Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy.

Love is not based on sex. It is the maturation of friendship, which makes sex so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers.

Infatuation lacks confidence. when they' re away, you wonder if they're cheating. sometimes, you check.

Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. They feel your trust, and it makes them even more trustworthy.

Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction.

Love is upper. It makes you feel whole. It completes the circle. It fills the empty space in your heart. love is elevating. It lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up.

It makes you a better person than you were before. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you don't have. If there is no love in your life, whatever else there is has a lot less meaning.

Sidenotes:

You never knew how you made me feel Contented.