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1. I'm sick with Malaysian politics... Eyes shut, ears covered, mouth sealed - whatever is happening in Perak, let it be... I've been constraining myself from talking about that issue from it earlier time especially in this blog and to my housemates and succeeded... but well, i did peep through a little bit though.. huh.. (can't help it) Anyway.. It feels better to joke about our daily life rather than talking about others politicians bullsharks over meals...hhuu...
2.I feel ill. Since morning. I thought a really good lunch would ease.. but it did no avail.. Health is so unpredictable... I've been regularly consuming vitamins and supplements but still... Illness strikes anytimes it wants...I even took a nap..but here in my body it stays... May Allah erase my sins through this...
3. It was raining this morning. MashaAllah. Allah knows how much I love rains... It was really hot yesterday, up to 43 degree.. but today, it is as cold as..err.. Melbourne... Beautiful.
4. Autumn is on it way. Another love affair of mine!. Love Autumn...
5. I've been browsing for a good working chair but somehow wonder if a good and expensive working chair would really help to ease my back pain. I'm afraid that I might get pelvic distortion.. hahaa.. I'll become shorter then.. nooo.. I'm already too short to get shorter... But, sitting in front of computer for hours really hurts my back... been trying to sit straight, in a right posture... but feels like a broken mannequin.. uhuuu...
6. I miss mak.. Want to call her but my credit already approaches it limits.. Can't wait for 10th, new account will start... yeay!
7. I was heart broken, a couple of times.. Thanks to my sweetheart, Autocad. He should have reminded me to press Ctrl+S before saying 'Fatal error' in front of my face... Owh dear, why are u so rude to me? What wrong have I done to u.. I know, I should try to get to know u better... But I am struggling to know u.. but i gotta be frank to u, I love photoshop more.. heee...
8. I didn't drink coffee today..(ran out of milk).. but i just bougth 2 giant bottles of green tea.. . heehee..lalaalaaa~
9. Last night, I had a nightmare.. I dreamt of me as a banshee. I woke up at subuh and wonder if i did really become a banshee at night and killed people.. u know, like The Mask.. Hahaa.. I can be too imagitive and dumb sometimes.. Allah.. it was really eerie...Its still vivid.. I took a white cloth, cloaked it around my body and made a 360 degree twist, then i turned into a banshee... There was a banshee sifu who came and taught me some bansheeing skills in that dream... hahaa... Maybe I didn't recite my prayer properly last night... hermm..
10. My brother bought a life insurance and named it after me as his inheritor, but I told him.. " I might go before you..."
11. I need to whack out some good detail drawings, but my brain is so deep in twilight zone today.. Allah, help me...
12. Home furnitures have been rearranged. It looks more like an office now.. but I really enjoy this new atmosphere...
13. I need to work harder, smarter and quicker.. so that i could finish my drawings as much as possible for thursday class.. looking forward to next Wednesday, there will be a film screening at RMiT titled 'This Land Speaks Arabic"....A film about palestinians...
14. My housmates and I have started an online craft business, but yet hasn't been running well. just need to get the production line moving...We are too busy.. hohoX...Will see how it goes in a long run.. hehee...
15. Owh ya... Thanks to oya's mum and oya herself.. Her mum posted some really marvellous cookies for her birthday and oya is so generous for offering me some.. yeaaayy! They really satisfy my sweet tooth...

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