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MY MUG SHOT
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ABOUT THE GURU
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SURIA MELANIE
sleep.eat.shop.
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BEWARE!!! you are now reading the confessions of the not-so-shopaholic guru

Suriram Ram

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the beautiful one inside out

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bestfriends.end of story.

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MY FRENZZZ
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sherene
alep
nancy
mira
cindy
lanny
liang yi
qilah
tim
ayie
jia lin
rose arienah
acap
lep lop
zetty
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nony
kayreen
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wawa
dexter
brice
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jia seng
joe
ash
bujang hine
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BLOGS I READ
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suri cruise
the pink stilettos
schazwany hameed
karen cheng
hunny madu
barney stinson



Past
the historys to forget

June 2009
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April 2010
May 2010
July 2010


Credits
the sources of love

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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
the stories that happened yesterday


my not-so-secret getaway

exams exams exams! i've been working my ass of lately for the finals. and honestly i still think that i could have done better for the papers. WAY better.

currently i have so many things in mind. mixed feelings. upset. confused. sad. clownish.

and i bet it's not because of my PMS because if it is, at least i have a reason to light things up a bit by blaming it on the hormones. and the more i think about it, the more upset i am. friends and loved ones have given me the support, but it is always easier said than done kan?




if i have a magic lamp/cawan/mangkuk/teko i would wish for an ability to teleport. i just have to close my eyes and wham! it's Damai resort!!! Holy Crap...

yeap, my not-so-secret getaway. my mom loves it there too. we used to just lepak there without registering as the resort's guest. (shhhh...we sneaked in!) and then my mom will choose to sit by her favorite beach chair and read a novel.

i was free to play around the resort. see hot mat salehs, see hot miss mat salehs, eat fish and chips by the pool bar, swimming, or just stand under the coconut tree with a face that says, "yo, am i or am i cool...?".

when my mom's friend asked her, "aren't you worried that your daughter's all by herself at the pool or beach? what if she gets drowned?".

and my mom just said, "Meh."




i love this spot.

being a lazy bum, i would normally hopped on those huge rocks to get to the lagoon. why waste time and energy to use the staircase i thought?

then it was all about the sea waves. the little holes made by the tiny crabs. soft sand beneath your feet. the salty smell. the wind blowing. old mat saleh couples basking under the sun. kids making sandcastle.

but ever since there's such things like high schools, periods, hiking oil price, resort's renovation and their newly strict entry we've been there for at most once a year! grrrr

oh Damai, i miss you. i love you baby!

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