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a day long

yesterday, was a real long day. woke up at 6am for a 20 mins distance walking to uni for a 7am meeting. n i swear it ws freaking cold! n winter is even yet to come. wut will become of me?? *sigh. after marching around the campus, armed with chalks for the sake of promotion, Sebs shouted me, Yiin, Vats n KB a cuppa coffee each. yeayness!

p/s: i jz knew aussies use 'shout' instead of 'treat'. n i thot it ws cool. teee~

we headed to city for some reasons, n wz super duper hungry when Su Yi offered to show us the way to one of the '10 BEST RESTAURANTS' IN Sydney. Walaweyhh.. With Yiin, the girl who travels for food, n KB, the guy who was starving like hell (no its actually me..;p), n Andre, who's always fine with anytin,.. n so it was decided..

as we were havin a hard time choosin from the menu list, we tried to figure out as well wt kind of rest ws it. Lebanese, French, Mid-Eastern-ish, Turkish,.. those were the suggestions bt no one really knew wt is it really. hahah. bt who cares? we were there for food!

I decided to jz go for the french toast. and the others ordered a dish of minced lamb and another dish of duck. it wz just a toast bt it tasted sooo gooodd.. so good dat im willing to go all the way jz to hav a breakfast there. haha exaggeration much. bt really, it's the best french toast ive ever tried. the thick bread, the huge cut of butter, the syrup, the figs. urrggh so well put together. (^_^)

the artworks

the people

n of course, the toilet-camwhoring. ;p
what?? its a must laaa..


n so we headed back to uni then for our PASAR MALAM thing. it ws fun selling teh tarik in the midst of the cold nite n felt a little closer to home with all the malaysian fav food. simply awesome.. ;p

closet

fuhh.. done with tests. dunno y dis time is a lot more pressuring tho.. ;(

once im done with test, a trigger to shop come right away. sumbody explain dis plz. to be true, simple things cn trigger me to shop. seeing sumbody else's closet makes me wanna shop. seeing my own makes me wanna shop. seeing clothes' tags makes me wanna shop. n dis is one thing about myself my mum has always been fussing about.

blogger : saye rase happppppyyyyyy sgt ble shopping.

question : boyfriend u cmne?

blogger : im lucky i dun hav one. ;) kalau ade pun i'll say, "kau g main jauh2. aku nk shoppin. jgn kacau!"

one good thing when even living as a shopaholic is my willingness not to always buy designer's stuffs. i like em.. of course. bt they are stuffs i wont willing to spend my proportion of income for. as long as it looks good, (more importantly looks good on me), y do u care for the status dat a brand satisfy u with? bt sumtimes, i lose in the battle of avoiding temptations. (=_=')

note - no matter wt ppl say, being a shopaholic is still nt a crime for me.

recall the feeling u hav when u shop. nw imagine the feeling u wud hav if all the things in the shop belong to u. dis is when the pure joyness sets in. thus, having a walk-in closet of my own is one of my ultimate dreams in life.




one day i will.