Entry # 1 – March 11th 2009
Start = 10.41pm




A New Year, A New Place, The New Same Old Brand Old Me.



Finally, a new place I can call, well, home, at least.



I just moved in to a small but cozy place in terms of privacy-wise in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. I even reorganized it to be a private studio even though it might not look as if it were, but that is not the point. I can finally have my own space, where I can be myself without anyone seeing me, for example, dancing like a freak when listens to a few hyped songs. And I have the tendencies to mimic the singers’ pronunciations while in the same time exaggerating the mimic. Sometimes. Well, I lied about sometimes. Giggles. These are few of the embarrassing moments I would, for mother earth’s sake, have people find out (even if) about them some other ways beside seeing me do them with their bare eyes. Who wouldn’t?



Oh, and writing this is so much fun and relaxed in private.




I have just finished painting the walls black with help from few buddies. Why black? The color suits me the most. I really like being around black things. Psychologically, it is hard to characterize black as it is, well, let me just say “Unpredictable” and “Blended” to its other “rivals”.
Seemingly, nights seemed to be cooler at most times after I painted these walls black. Heat during daytime? Afraid not, where daytime mostly never reached my home-studio as it is blocked by nearby blocks. In other word, it keeps the juice in. Giggles!



The funny thing is, a friend posted a “WELCOME BACK, HONEY!” note on the wall after the finishing process of painting, which I find it funny, irritating, and warmth all at the same time. Nuisance can be entertaining, sometimes.


Yes, my home-studio is an apartment, as anybody should have figured it out by now. Proud to have my own place even though it’s not really sufficient for my bigger ambitions, but it’ll do for the moment.

Rome wasn’t built in a day.



I just bought a “do-it-yourself” L-shaped office desk; which lessen my wallet a sum of nail biting RM 280.00. There goes half of my shopping money for two weeks. Goodbye to Oriental food dinner, too!





Giggles…
Start = 11.50pm

A trip to the Kuala Lumpur Bird Park

I have planned the trip to the Kuala Lumpur Bird Park since March 2009, and after some busy schedule, I was able to have some free time to visit the Kuala Lumpur Bird Park, together with my best friend, Aiza.

Anyway, this our second visit together, and hoped something out of the ordinary will happen, and much to our disappointment, nothing much happened except for few closed sections at the Bird park. It just made us able to roam about 80 percent of the entire park, which is actually a relief for me, as I was experiencing some pain in my left foot, even before we depart from my apartment. Hehehehe…

Well, there we are. Each equipped with our own gear. She’s using Canon, by the way. As for me, Nikon comes first. Ehem…Talk about sibling rivalry. Ehem…!

As we went past the entrance, I saw this married couple with 2 kids. One was in the stroller, and the older sibling is running like hell as if he’s never encountered any sort of bird in his life. Hahahaha…! He’s hyped, I presumed. His mother is Chinese, married to a Caucasian. (Tapi tak lah sehensem aku, ehem…)

I forgot what the mother called him, but she was yelling (or begging?) to her older son to stop running. The funny thing for me is, she was screaming in somewhat British accent. I smirked a bit, because I find it not ordinary. (Cuba bayangkan, mat salleh cakap Bahasa Melayu... Sangat menyakitkan gegendang telinga aku, tapi kira macam Vice Versa lah…Org melayu cakap dalam Bahasa Inggeris. Slang mat salleh pun tak me-melentok-kan macam tu)

Giggles…

Anyway, here are some of the pictures that I took during the visit.

Yup, it's me

We had fun during the trip and hoped for the next visit will be not much less fun than this. Anyway, it was a nice day.

My emotional state : Joyful.

Confused, Happy, Disoriented, Mixed Up

Confused as to what i should do to have things back to the way it were...

Happy because i finally heard those words she said...

Disoriented as i could not make things crystal clear to those i love...

Mixed up as i can't find the right words to express of how much i regret some thngs i didn't do...






Sorry,

Because this is who i am and what i want.





I just hoped for the best for you, where ever you may be, whom ever you may be with, whatever you choose to decide, whenever you may decide for this to end and whichever paths we chose, that may leas to the end of the road for us, i just want you to know that i am honored to have known you all this while, and i never regretted all thing we've gone through during our moments together.




I know that you are praying for me, and so, i am praying for you - to have a better life ahead and hoped that you let the past be the past, as there is no use in reminiscing memories that might case the wound to bleed, causing unbearable pain.




I am sorry for not be able to fulfill your desires, for whatever it may be.




I am sorry for not being able to be the one you hoped for.

I am sorry for any mistakes i may have done in the past.









I am,

Sorry.









My emotional state : Speechless, but life's go on.