4. from the getgo til the sundown.

Before I start my full-time, permanent job (and save up for that Eurotrip), I love the little things in life that makes you smile just for a second.

1. The beautiful sunset from my balcony.

It is breathtaking. And I get to see this every evening :)

2. Meeting up with people who have been away overseas studying

... and eating bbq chicken noodles that win at life. Welcome back Mayyyy!

3. Focusing more on the amazing bbq chicken wantan noodles.

I had more chicken than May's plate, hee. Yes, there will be plenty of food picture spam on my blog. Malaysian food is super-delicious. Mindblowing.

4. Witnessing my friends porking out.

Sarah and her pepperoni pizza. If she had told me she was too stuffed to eat it earlier instead of forcing it all away, I would have gladly eaten it.

5. Trying to be more original/eclectic with my style/dressing.

This is my casual day look. Top + leggings is F21, bag is H&M and thongs are from Vincci. Crazy frizzy hair optional (my hair straightener was vibing away electrical shocks). Sorry for the bad quality of the image, my phone is acting up :(

6. Poking Mazeltov endlessly and trying to feed it carrots/sunflower seeds.

Mazeltov bids you goodbye! Jumpa lagi!

3. diamonds and sparkles

I love sequinned/glittery/sparkly dresses. Granted, that you need a super toned body and cool haircut to pull off the intricacies of such a dress. But if I had that much money and haircut I don't think I would have given a damn on how I look. How amazing are these FARAH KHAN dresses?

L. amanda, rm 4749 (my favourite). R. hilary, rm 3682.

L. kathleen, rm 2700. R. michela rm 2951.

Completely gorgeous and stunning, i hope to see them on more celebrities for more exposure. I would wear any of these dresses with nude pumps, hair slicked up in a messy chignon and diamond studs. simple and elegant. Those are from the Farah Khan collection [source].

P.S. I am proud to add that she is a Malaysian-born designer :) Much like our Jimmy Choo.

2. superhero

when i was small, my dad paid for the van driver to pick me up from home to send me to school. more often than not, i would wave to the driver with my chubby hands and say "no, today my baba is sending me to school".

then i would poke my dad and say to him "OK baba, it's time for you to send me to school" while he was fast asleep, groggily brushing me away. he had to send me to school. i had missed the school van.

my dad was always my hero. he was this super giant, and i always believed he could save me. he was the one who picked me up, who found me, who swam with me, who made me laugh when I didn't get the toy I wanted.

this was our old house. one dad, my baba bought one of those old plastic pools you can get for 50 bucks at the home depo store. everytime he came back from work, he would see my brown butt sticking out from the pool. it didn't matter that it was shallow with rocks, sand and dirt. i would be paddling in that pool of seven inches in my snorkelling mask. that was when he decided to move to a condo with full amenities, and three swimming pools. ohhh boy, was i happy. i never felt more alive, swimming in the hot sun. my baba did that just for me.

my dad always told me, everytime i was in the car with him i would have this kind of puppy dog look, full of excitement. i guess i was just happy being in the company with my old man. and today, doing just the simplest thing, like frying ikan masin (salty fish) or stirring kari ayam (chicken curry) with my dad, is still the best memory. thank you baba for everything.