Whoaaa. My last entry was on my birthday…Suddenly remembered i have tumblr and weyhey why not tumblog tonight…
So do you have a safe place? I did. Mine is, or should i say was, when i’m in the car with my parents. My dad would be driving and Ibu would be in the passenger seat. Then instead of seating comfortably at the back seat i would always be at the edge of the center seat and cram myself as much as possible in between the two front seats..Happy place that was for me. Coz for me, in that confined space was all the people i needed, and i did not care what happened, i knew i was safe…
That’s no longer the case. I’ve lost my safe place…and it’s scary in this world without one.
Al-fatihah.
You’d think someone who designs awesome buildings has some sort of a fashion sense…..apparently not in Zaha’s case.O.o
paper-or-plastic:
That’s a whole lotta look, Zaha…
lickypickysticky:
At the Conrad Maldives Rangali Island owned by Hilton Hotels, guests can spend the night 5 meters under the Indian Ocean in a private suite. The suite is encased in plexiglass and is accessible by descending a spiral staircase. Needless to say, the suite is quite breathtaking.
Okay Krabi troop!!..Our next conquest!!!!
(via architectureblog)
Because of you I’ve a new found love for the Biebs and a new found dread for Fridays and the weekends.
I used to love reading.So much that it came to a point that i needed to do so at every waking moment.But somehow lately, that favorite pastime is no longer a part of me.But i know how much i loved it and i know how much i enjoyed it, being able to be immersed in a different world.So i’ve been trying to get back on reading.Failing miserably should i say.haha. i have so many books stacked up on my shelf that i dont know where to begin.even with that unread stack, i bought 2 more yesterday.hah!ambitious kan?dah la something fun to read pun susah nak pick up. Inikan lagi PAM Standard Form of Building Contract yg boss suruh baca.bahaha…8 tahun lagi kot i will return that book to him…oh2 and another thing, my room’s lights been out for the past few months.keep procrastinating to call some one to fix it. I could just do it myself after the countless number of times I’ve assisted my father before this but climbing up the ladder and straining my neck to look up seems like too much work so yeah thah has left me in the dark. Also resulting in not being able to read.Then there’s the intention of reading it on the train to and from work. But come morning in the train, sleep gets the better of me.haha.sumpah hoho muka tido dlm train mesti mulut ternganga.so wat.Balik kerja plak it’s always a battlefield at the train door trying to jam myself in amongst the many other commuters yang nak balik. So mcm mn nak baca mcm tu kan….sigh…so biler nak start baca ni?
Yes I will. My father would want that.
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