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Was a busy day, started my day with a pack of dainty nasi lemak; thinking back the days where I had my breakfast together with my coursemates and my little Michelle at our faculty, I miss the laughter. Friday tomorrow, the happy moment again and our plan to Miraku Restaurant need to postpone due to the Father's Day on this coming Sunday, steamboat that day. Busy week I think. Laugh.

McDonald's is advertising the return of GCB, a sudden decide and we went there to have our supper. Burp. Good night peep-er.

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Although time passed, the wound still remind that you got hurt before. 

I am Happy

I found it creative and cute when I saw the words: Are you happy today? I thought it is a card that my sister got it from somewhere, put it in front of the fridge; yet it is for me along the way from Lavender Cottage, Taiwan. Yes, I am happy to have a friend like you, and others of course, happy to have a great life now although the future of mine seems to be unclear, happy that I'm actually dare to dream big, happy that I'm loved, etc. I have no excuse to be sad, in fact I need to work hard for myself, to make a better me. Smile.

I hope you are happy too.

I like all your works, I like all the things around you, because I feel that I cannot make it as perfect as you, here comes the jealousy. Envy is ever joined with the comparing of a man's self; and where there is no comparison, no envy. -Francis Bacon, Sr.-

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You both like the same thing, the same concept.

Passion

Eiffel Tower will first flash into my mind once people talk about Paris; if by chance, I wish to soar over the cosy place, whiff the fresh air and surround by the romantic aura. I'm currently into the vintage style of stuffs, any accessories with antique brass will catch my gaze. Feeling me like a collector when I look on the stuffs I own as I seldom to put them up on me, the Oh, Paris! might be the exception.

Ideas and thoughts keep spinning in my little brain with exaggerated speed , they just couldn't rest their path, but I kinda like those ideas, they give me a guts to continue my dream. I want to find back the feeling that I had long lost, the passion towards stamps.

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How about Hong Kong?

It's with me now

I got myself another greeting from friend, Brunei for this time. She was so scared that the postman might lost the postcard or she got the wrong address; no worry, it is safe with me now. I make up my mind to make a book, collect all the postcards from elsewhere, from lovely people. Thanks to this girl, Ppwen for the card and words, I miss you and do take care yourself there; see you soon.

Love from Brunei

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I don't want to say Goodbye.

Playing with Food

My second Saturday lunch was at Ang Hoay Loh, I were actually just had my brunch an hour before I went to there which occupied at the corner garden space of the State Chinese Association in Perak Road. They have another shop nearby the 5th Road (Goh Tiau Lor) which I went there for times. If you have no time to waste, you better don't try the food, we waited for more than half hour for that.

Luckily we found us a table before more people were swarmed in this small little restaurant. My hair, turn brownish under the sun.

First on the menu was the Oyster Mee served together with plentiful ingredients.

Fried Tang Hoon was the next to served up, the taste was totally covered the first dish. 

Not to leave out their signature dish, Bak Kee Soup or Chap Kee Soup. Pieces of meat that are deep fried after coated with cornstarch and cooked in a starchy soup with cabbage. Flavourful indeed and highly recommended. These three dishes are more especial among the menu, all served with oysters if you'd noticed, my cholesterol intake for today was totally in the edge. We were then meet up with some friends, fat-chewing for the whole night, I wonder why people have so much to talk with. Bought something that I'm into now.

Next, Paris!

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We look alike?