a lil' touch of irish

''i'm a great believer in luck. the harder i work, the more i get of it.''


now i know what keeps me going all this while.
this is how i did it, how i scored perfectly during 3rd year.
hmmm....

damn, how can i actually forget about this quote,
knowingly that i'm out of luck all the time.

oh btw, this has got nothing to do with the shamrock, it's all about the green ;)

a place with no time

PUNCTUALITY

somehow, i just can't find this word in most of the Malaysians' dictionaries.
aren't Malaysians famous for being late?

and somehow, if i'm late, i won't be happy with myself, and this will ruin my day.

i thank God that i'm not brought up this way.

don't get offended by this, but this is the fact.

remembering.who.me.is.

getting rid of this effing pessimism.
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activating the optimistic trait in me.

wen-li vs. sports

seeing my fellow unimates off for this year's intervarsity games makes me having the urge to join sports once again. there's resentment and regrets in me for not taking up any sports for the past few years.
seeing them off reminds me of those days where i took part in tons of competitions. i just miss having fun.

guess i'm still loving sports but i just don't know about it, not until now. the desire to compete and to sweat and enjoy is still running in my blood. the adrenaline rush, and the feeling of nervousness, as though it's like your heart is about to explode.i miss this feeling.

i still remember how it feels like the moment i step onto the platform

may be i just dare not do this anymore, knowing that i've lost my stamina and strength for the past years and i just hate the feeling of losing, and for fear of letting my teammates down.

this is what i am now. feeling heavy. don't think i'll have the stamina to reach the goal soon enough.

imma skip this boring class!!

it's either my phone alarm doesn't work, or my ears.

blame them both!




skipping class without the intention of skipping once again.

cheers to me!

imma dance under the sun!

and so i've met that old lady once again at the metro station entrance. i'm very happy now, though it costs me a meal. it's worth trading a shaurma or a trip to a nearby restaurant to just buy two pairs of socks. what i had in return, is something that can't be described by words. seeing her thankful happy face brightens my day =D ( plus i have two new pairs of socks to wear! woohoo! no more holes for now.)

she even tried explaining to me that her socks are not expensive, it costs only 50rubs a pair. but well, it doesn't matter to me at all.
all i care is that she's doing a decent job, earning a living. i'll be glad if i can help her and make her day a better one.

imma crash you partayyyy!

i'm glad that easter party is over, in just a blink of an eye. i'm honored to be the photographer of the event once again. i still think i need to improve my skills tho. holding a camera infront of a pro photographer and taking his pictures shakens me.

i'm in no position to accept that. please don't thank me or whatsoever. i know clearly myself, that i don't deserve it at all. it's all about team work. i'm not the one doing the job alone, the whole crew didn't sleep for the event too. and ideas too, came from each and everyone of us. i felt guilty for my name being mentioned but not the team, clearly they are the ones who deserve this.

but at the end of the day it's a job well done and all glory goes to You.

by the way...crashing people's party is wayyyyy shooooo cool~~~ =P
proud to be a party crasher tho. LOLLLL

si kentang

hey fatty bom bom

pergi balik kampung

curi curi jagung

balik jadi agung!

my mum used to sing this when i was young and fat.

yess..i'm a fat lil' gigantic baby with two huge cheeks,which squeeze my eyes till they turned sepet!

shhprrringg!!

the sun is reminding me once again, i'm a survivor. and am proud of it =D

oh and with such sunlight for spring, and if minus the wind, i'm gonna become a spring chicken anytime soon. can't wait for the flowers and grasses. and pollens =P

liking the sun alot. spring is the best time to put my LC-A into action too!

cheers peeps!!

the guilt.

i still can't forgive myself for what i had done this afternoon. i still can't forget about her.

for those who travels to metro konkovo everyday, i'm pretty sure you've met this old lady before. around 80 y.o. , typical babushka with a head scarf and boots, and a bag full of socks.

life has been hard for her, i reckon. sometimes i would see her selling socks in the cold, not during the peak of winter though, at the staircase where we usually would run up to catch our bus back to our hostel. every time people pass by her, she would say something like '' dear people, please buy some socks from me, help me.''

i don't know about you peeps, but if you've never noticed her before, try look around. she'll be at the staircase, holding a few pair of socks, and with a black trolley bag. if you are not financially tight, maybe you can lend a hand by buying at least a pair of socks from her??
i admit, sometimes i don't even think about the value of money when it comes to buying something i desire most. i know people who spends money like water here too. may be you can eat less and spend on her instead. what about you? think.

i know, there are plenty of old folks selling stuff and begging around, you can't just help everyone of them. but by helping at least one, you've done a great job for the mankind.

i regretted, for not helping, to at least buy a pair of socks everytime i meet her. how i wish i'm rich enough to just buy the whole bag of socks from her.