au revoir

One of my housemate was going back to her home sweet home today, my little tehooo aka Qing Yue, the youngest sister among us. My friends are leaving me one by one, and I miss them. We got a sudden decision this morning: send her to her sister's house at Klang (she planned to go there by public transport at first), the proposer is Gan. Together with him, 3 of the girls were so enjoyed in his car, it was like a trip for us. We bought some snacks, sweets and juices in case we need them for our greediness. It was a good ride with them, and I had a delightful noon with them and tehooo's family. It was hard to say goodbye to her, yet every goodbye makes a next hello closer, I looking forward to our next meet up. Was waving along the road until we lost the sign of their car. Heavy-hearted. 

Take good care of yourself while you off to Taiwan. ♥


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Some days, I wish things had turn out differently.

Cozy cake with starlit night

Remember the twenty lacy crepe layers I mentioned before? Syndy was out to Malacca just now and brought back some mille crepe from Nadeje, the cozy patisserie cafe, I wish I have chance to go there by my own. Tried something new, chocolate banana flavor, nice one; yet I love the original flavor still. Look beyond the sky now, no sight is more provocative of awe than this starlit night. Hearted.

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It remains silent.

The warm love in it

Was dozed off while studying for my next paper, in the middle to have some sweet dream and suddenly I got a call from our daddy Raymond and I regained my consciousness; I might have some sweet dream tho. Laugh out loud. It was great to get his call, because it meant we have otak-otak to eat! I waited for a year, and he claimed that this was the last time to get us otak-otak, no more after graduate. Ate that famous otak-otak from Muar happily with sisters here and I started to feel sleepy again after took that. Yawning. 

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You hold me down like anchors, you drown me out at sea.

Nothing left

Mostly of my friends were finished their last paper in this semester, yet for my course Oleochemistry, we still have another 2 papers to go. It's not cool to see people going out and have fun, yet we force to leave behind and study, I feel lonely. My feeling become worst when I saw their luggage and boxes were packed nicely in the living room, one of them might go back tomorrow. I keep thinking, when should I start to pack my thing as well? My roomie took some of the clothes back, and the wardrobe is quite empty now. Sentimental.

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It's hurts to know you'll never remember the thing I'll never forget.

Sweet Chat

The third outing for this week, friends want to buy some new formal shirts for their intern, so I accompanied them and in the end I got myself a new shirt as well, purple strips on white. I love it. Keep asking myself whether it was a purple day. We went to Pavilion, and saw an event and people stacked in front of it, a group of people in purple shirt were doing their flash mob dance. What or who pop up in your mind when I say: never say never? Yup, they are the Bieber flash mob dance crew, or I should say fans; Bieber fever is going on as he is coming here pretty soon. I nearly joined the flash mob last year, not for Bieber of course, is for the fundraising for orphanage, yet it failed as not many people were in it. Feel sad about that for 1 minute. Laugh out loud.

Had our dinner at Kim Gary and at last we went to Sweet Chat for their durian pancake which was strongly recommended by Michelle. They are really tasty, but I don't like the taste with choco, kind of weird; I miss the taste of durian already! Together with this, I ordered mushroom soup, not bad but not the best. We had some sweet chat before heading back to our hostel. Another great outing with them.

Did I mentioned the dressing room of Parkson in Pavilion? They are huge, can fit more than 10 people I think, sofa and coffee table are placed in it also, it's so exaggerated . We did enjoyed ourselves and can you peep the messy bags and clothes on the sofa? Chuckle. 

Candid.

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You never showed that you were scared of losing me.