WA SUKA, PENANG

This is what I proudly call a sembreak well-spent

I've been cramming my 17 years of lifeless life into this one tiny week of freedom

By, touring Penang!

like what I should have done a long time ago.

trip was planned a month ago but the locations were uncertain, 

First destination, Penang's renowned Chung Ling High School.

got myself a nice personal guide to go around its compound, like a boss.

walked into a random classroom just to take a whacko snapshot.

recall this? ><

a stranded shoe at the most inconspicuous place of the facade.

Had breakfast in their canteen, and I solemnly admit that 5 years of canteen food in HEHS, is ...

we know, you know, i know. 

Second stop, the day was supposed to be a church and the Suffolk House, but then,

it rained, and things turned a bit sour. 

I don't recommend tourists to go to Suffolk House unless you want a fine dine,

entrance fee to the building costs RM10

and that is why I stood outside and took snapshots instead. 

ThankGod the rain stopped eventually, just in time when we reach this street they call Jalan Muntri.

streches and streches of heritage sites for madass photographers like me to start snapping away. 

 this is a candit scene i took when a trishaw rode by as I was talking 

Georgetown, home to our Malaysian's prestigious heritage shophouses,

Personally, I believe heritage sites on Prince of Wales (Penang) are one of a kind compared to heritage sites from Malacca or any other states in Malaysia. 

Basically, it's a haven for all architechture frenzies. 

another trishaw 

strolling along the uncharted streets of the Heritage site, you will be surprised of how much modifications and restalations the state government (I think) had put effort in to restore Prince of Wales back to its age of glory.

You will be able to find metal made graffitis  at almost every intersection of different streets.

Walking aimlessly, my friend and I stumbled upon a strange artist's shop at the most remote area of the street. 
Zakka & Zen
From the outside, it may seem to be some shabby, musty shack where they sell random tourist stuff, but a step into it changed my perception.

Cute : adorable but ugly

I am a sucker for  a few things and handmade cloth dolls is one of them.

Thanks to self-control and a rational shopping companion, yes, urge to spend unnecessarily is refrained in within me. 

The shop house contains 2 levels, the first, is like the picture shown above, dark and vintage.

the second floor displays a differ in genre of the interior decoration. 

I didn't actually took a wide angle snapshot of the design of the second level, but,

Basically, it's all white and covered in Polaroid pieces, 

which also, drove me bonkers! 

credits to my photographer
I love this piece ♥

random items from the shop

After spending about 45 minutes just snapping away pictures of ourselves in the shop (mostly myself)

fake emo and calm, this is how I'd look. 

we came out and realised if we had walked in the different direction, the next destination on my check-list would be checked in 2 minutes after parking. Well, if we haven't been walking in the wrong direction, I wouldn't have all those photography adrenaline booming in me. 

Moontree 47,

as a child I used to visit areas around Irving Road because my grandmother used to have a house there, yes, A VINTAGE HOUSE. 

but I never knew that region of Penang grew into artists' breeding ground, 

interior to exterior decors of each shop are just remarkably exquisite.

not only is it a lovely place to hide from the hot scorching sun which was blazing down at my bare skin outside, ==

it also serves some scrumptious FOODIES!!

Price range in Moontree 47 is quite reasonable, 

depends on what you get yourself, 

Beverage -- RM 3 - 13

Food -- below RM 25

I forgotten how much this costs, but it sure looked nice.

But mine is better, muahahaha

French Toast o French Toast

look at how thy honey dripped from thy golden body

two pieces of Banggali bread sandwiching slices of bananas and topped with honey and butter

appetizing choice of brunch for RM4.00 

onnomnomnom 

About the previous shop that I claimed that I refrained myself from spending, 

err, I kinda lied. 

Got myself these two babes for an awesome deal which you will never ever get from Straits Quay or any night market. 

of course I didn't bought it unnecessarily, 

#1 I needed bracelets

#2 plane symbolises my love for travelling

#3 mirror symbolises my narcissism 

:P

this is a snapshot from the dashboard while the driver was driving.
snapshot turned out just perfect. ILOVEME




We went into QueensStreet which was a 3 minute drive from Jalan Muntri 
just to visit Chai Diam Ma, as introduced by some of my friends and several articles.
and sadly been trolled

see what I mean?

WE are closed, coz 

The weather is good.

zzz

Last stop was to have tea time at China House

beautiful atmosphere to chit-chat, they even had cups of crayons for you to doodle on their table.

I was kidding, 

the table was covered with a piece of mahjong paper each. 

and yes, doodling is allowed. 

personal opinion, I didn't really liked the cakes there and prices are, 

I would say, unmatching*. :)

No hard feelings.  

Love Penang, You want more?

our annual Georgetown festival is around the corner,

hope you'd drop by!  

GEORGETOWN FESTIVAL 15thJUN-15thJULY

ps. I had an awesome driver, merci. 

I AM BLESSED

After a month of putting on fake smiles at my friends and family,

to be able to endure the pain and fear of exams and personal issues, 

and not to mention how much my skin condition had been deteriorating.

Yes, my MidYear is over!

and it's time to shake things up with some starters to my Inter semester break

College life, is hectic, very hectic, but with some friends and some new hobbies. 

Life is actually kinda great.

Things that put a smile on my face :

# 1

Dark Shadows

Starring Johnny Depp, EVA GREEN and Bella Heathcote

Story about how A man got cursed into a Vampire for not being able to love a witch,

his lovers will be destined to suffer a brutal death for they shall never be together. 

I admit, my summary is a wee bit vague, 

nice movie, recommanded to those who are into a bit of dirty romance and comedy.

''The price for the movie is worth Eva herself''

My favourite quote from Angie, '' If I can't have you, then I'll have to kill you''

The next inspiration to my rebellious and outrageous adolence behaviours. 

.BewareE.

#2 

This Dying Rose

that the students gave my dad, 

who then gave it to my mom, 

which then ended up in my tiny fists.

*sexy lips behind rose*

I tried, and I failed, but I still love this picture

''Kiss the petals on the rose and feel the sheer flames burn down to your heart,

that is how much I love you.'' - Shuenny ♥

#3 

My amateur Manicure skills

for a right-hander, to be able to paint and create floral patterns and the Union Jack on her right hand is a success. 

And yes, this is my first time painting these patterns

comments for improvement perhaps?

#4

Starbucks

Apparently,it cheers up everyone in every way possible

A cup of iced-coffee

A nice company

An iPod

A magazine

A camera

Beautiful moments last, both in my photography and in my memory.

I got to do this more often!

 ♥

 ♥

#5

Shopping in Jelutong market, 

Penang, Malaysia.

Penang, the best state in the country to grow up in, 

Best food, best sites,what more can you ask for?

Had a spontaneous trip down to the market with a group of whacko friends who allows me to scream, laugh and go bonkers in their car and still manage to get us there in one piece, I SALUTE the driver!

My market loot,

EARRINGS! 

 ♥

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 ♥

 ♥

these are just perfect,

I am not a fan of silver earrings.

#6

My sulky face

I classified this as something that made me smile,

cause, 

Well, A witness claimed that this is how I actually look in class when I can't figure out math.

So, yeah.

I never knew I looked soo funny. 

HAHAHAHA

#7 

Stay Just A Little - Kina Granis

polishing my rust-up guitar plucking skills on this piece.

soothing lyrics and beautiful melody.

Just the way I like it.

ps: main focus on my posts, photography. :P

PHOTOGRAPHY WOOTS!

BLACK ROSES

I understand that my Midyear exams are coming closer but, I just miss story/poetry writing, not saying that I am good at it, but, it makes me feel better. :)

Brief as the life of a candle

Our life written on a piece of canvas

Worn pages crackled as I flip

Through each page,

Revealing my past, our past.

Together, had been a far-fetched word

Forever, was just a matter of time

Patience is what I have, not.

Virtue is what you have mastered.

Be my guest,

And pour me this,

Nostalgic mixture of cocktail.

Hum me a goodbye lullaby,

As you cradle me to bed,

As I fall deep into the grasps of its alcohol.

As I ponder upon our past,

In deep pensive.

He held a quill and I was his inkwell,

Dipped into my Tartarus black fluid,

As you devour my innocent soul.

Every touch burnt like acid against my skin,

Sadistic torture, my favourite game.

He wrote me a story, a love song and a life.

Imprinted on my once flawless canvas.

His words seeped through the pages,

Encrusted with love and with hate.

Pardon me, for all your trouble,

For all your effort and kisses,

Pardon me, for not being able to feel,

To feel the pain you crafted onto my skin,

Pardon me, for not being your perfect sculptor,

Your masterpiece, Yours.

Pardon me, for everything I once did right,

Was wrong.

Once again, I bid you farewell,

And may the odds be ever in your favour.

Black roses. 

ps. way of conveying a message

pps. way of bidding goodbyes

ppps. it mean nothing more than words, in black and white. 

BE BRAVE, BE BOLD, BE A MAN. 

Masquerade

Testing my rusty language command :

He was a masked man

And I was his lover.

The Porcelain  masquerades his grotesque insides

Many times did I ran my fingers across is flawless surface,

With tender loving care.

How bitter sweet.

I can sense as he breathes beneath his mask,

Breath by breath, carefully taken whenever I am around.

I can hear when he weeps underneath,

Warm tears against my ice cold skin, like fire on ice.

I can feel as his heart beats, like a humming bird, beneath that thick cloak of his.

Rhythmic tempo alongside my nightingale voice, a dark symphony.

His gestures, all so flawless, so bold.

I was a child and he was my master,

Shaping me mentally, physically.

I was his and his only, 

yet he is a selfish freak in disguise,

Succumbed to his magic, I couldn’t break loose,

Instead, I fell deeper, unconscious, eternal slumber.

I nodded in approval to his hypnosis, to his charms.

Melancholic memories did we share.

I was trapped in Cirque Du Freaks,

In an endless charm,

There he was, as ringmaster, with his favourite whip,

A masochist, 

my scars, fresh ones above fresh ones.

but at times, obediently I follow through his orders,

The great fall,  his mask fell off,

The hideous monster beneath, revealed.

I awaken, to brutal truth and reality,

Traumatised me.

To break free, to see sunlight, to rejuvenate.

That opportunity to leave,

Was in my hands,

But I decided, decided to stay,

For a little while longer.

For him, my love. 

I still got it. :P

Ps. Currently in a paranoid and masochistic mood. Pardon me.

Pps. Thoughts into words, reality hurts.

Ppps. Pardon me for not being able to update recently. :)

LIFE'S GOING FINE

 

Took my SPM results last Wednesday (21.3.12) 

Though the number of As is pleasing to the eyes, the lack of quality bothered me a lot.

I am not going to rant or cry over split milk because I have truly done what I should have done and prayed for the best. there is nothing more that I could have been able to do.

Friends, they love you no matter what a monster you grew up to be. 

Took the opportunity for tiny meet up on the result day, 

miss them soo much! We grow, things change, faces change.

See my weird hairdo? (well, not completely) Juinny braided them up for me.

Mother of God, she is a professional. Never knew I had soo much hair for her to do the French Braids.

And one thing, note the nerd glasses? It is becoming a trend in my college too.

Should I join the crowd?

This is a random dedication to my love for Gelato, my dear, you are awesome.

MY TWISTED MIND

Sorry if I've slacked soo much from updating my blog,

was being tied up soo tightly that I couldn't breathe by all these college assessments.

just a mere update, long ones coming after my assessments.

Like the king of the world,

triumphant and arrogant,

I stood tall as the planet revolves around me,

and only me.

When people are only ornaments on display to compliment my existence.

Like the debris,

being washed and dried by the weather,

hairs tangled in locks,

how I wished I could be swept away by a tide of camaraderie,

how I wished if i could just take them all away,

and leave nothing but an empty skull.

I felt soo in love,

dance as I may, every step I take in my living room,

and into the kitchen then to my bedroom,

watched as I please, as the stars twinkled outside,

and felt soo, loved.

Romance swept the facade,

and they, intertwined with each other,

warning us with glaring eyes not to interfere,

as they speak of inaudible words into their ears.

Nevertheless, it is to be said,

me against myself,

clueless of my grave wishes that usually comes true.

And here I lie on my bed,

whispering to you again.

'' Dear God, what do I do?''

INTI-ian LOVE ♥

Note : yes I know the picture above is out of range.

This is my first official year celebrating Valentine's in an education institution.

Yes, I solemnly annouce that we never, EVER get to celebrate Valentine's when I was in secondary school.
Well, even if that happens... It IS GOING TO BE a trap setup by our cute, fluffy, principal.

*WE LOVE YOU* 

This is how we INTI-ians jam the funk!

Dancing, Roses, Singing, Dedications, Looooooooove notes and many more.

Though the setting is not what i would like to call.... romantic.
But everyone is just looking soo sweet standing around.. with blushes and smiles on their faces.

The video below is the INTI-ians' flash-mob (dance mob)

ENJOY!

To consol the singles,

being single means that you have no responsibilities, you get to flirt around.. talk to anybody and still be sweet and lovely to the one you really like.

Some might call this b**ching, but for all I have seen, this is one of the ways. ;)
You still have a long way to go, no worries. 

To congratulate the couples,
May this be a year filled with love and care!
Love each other like you've never loved yourself before, because

You will never know what you had until the day you lose it.

Words from the bottom of my heart,
NO EFFING MAN IS FOREVER ALONE!

because of this MEME. ><

ME GUSTA!

Proves of being together alone,
is to do this for each other and feel SOO.VERY.LOVED!

and dear Sheryl,

=.=

Didn't have the guts to sing or dedicate any song in front of hundreds of people,

so I am doing this here.

Valentine by Kina

ps. gentle kisses upon your cheeks, cupid blesses you a sweet night.