nenek kebayan...

Hello...
OMG i just have to put this up..

this is Nur Fatin aka Misq Kirei aka Fatin sayang...





This is Fatin sayang turned nenek kebayan


Thanks to my dearest sister... Nabilah..

since we're on this, i chanced upon this pic... funny...

sweet smiles, contagious laughters
suspecting looks and cautious stares
see how life misleads you
into disbelieving reality

funny how you looked at me
and how you scorn at the sight of me now
i can't tell you how to do it,
but, for god's sakes, do it right!

tipdrill....

I was just wondering....

If your right leg was Christmas, and your left is New Year's... Could you fit me in between the holidays?

To whoever that feels the heat after reading this...

I just realised that actually, time don't change a person. You are what you are. When u sense a change in you, you're actually just stuffing that humiliating and embarrassing glitch in yourself at the back of your conscience, hoping and praying that it'll never get exposed cos you don't wanna go back there or be back there. You are just covering those horns growing on your forehead assuming, in time, through time, people won't notice. The world is round, what goes around, comes around...

I'm sorry dear someone... Going by what I've heard, time or circumstance, or even people, hasn't changed who you are inside. That little imp on you, that little itch on your back, it hasn't gone away, has it?

Some things just don't change . Money makes you look at people you initially thought you despise. Cars make you like them even more... And i haven't gone to the bottles of liquors part. Re-assess yourself. Trust me darling, you need it.

Did you change? Have you changed?
Many around don't think so. Many still think its just an act to get you some security. Securities might just bite back at you one day.. Just like i did.

I hope you're reading this. It might just knock some sense into your thick, made-of-god-knows-what skull of yours. Good luck ya!

My Brown-eyed Dream

Don’t turn away, listen to me
To these words this heart has to say
All my life, I’ve been waiting
For this romance to come true

It’s getting harder to breathe
Your absence rob me of my sanity
Keeps me feeling homeless
Cos home is in your arms

I wait for night to come
And wish it'll never end
Cos I only feel you in my dreams
Awake, I yearn for your reigns
The double vision of you lingers
Are you really out there,
my brown-eyed dream?

Courage isn't the absence of fear. It is the presence of fear, yet, the will to go on.

In a whole lot of sense, we are all courageous.

Listen Listen!

Imran is a dull boy... Saturday night and he is at home, tucking into bed cos he got work tomorrow morning.

Help?

Misq Kirei is at work and that "Gendeng" still not following me to the pit. Follow k?

Help!

eh sorry la kakak!

Huak huak....
Ok ok, sorry Mir and everybody else... So, u wanted pictures? I give you pictures.

On National Day, after spending the whole day and the night before at Mir's, we went out to nowhere. We really had nothing to do and nowhere to go.
So we took the train, supposedly to meet Safrina at city hall... till Mir saw this dreadlocked, shaggy-looking abang2, with his Bob Marley El-famillia swagger.

" Im, I have to get his number," she said. Seeing how that abang2 guy was deep in his slumber in the train, we tailed him all the way... All the way to Chua Chu Kang thank you.

And so, on the way home we took a few photos.



This is Mira and Imran...




This is Mira through the lenses...



and this is Imran through the lenses....



Yeah yeah....

and I rented a Subaru Impreza for Yunus' sisters wedding during the weekend and abang2 also step hensem uh dgn kereta...



Mir, wait the rest i email to you uh k.... Nabilah is bugging me for the comp...

Fly Booty, Fly

aiyoh... dun laugh uh.

She looks like Kelly, coming from Destiny
She’s so amazing, she drives me crazy
Shakin’ her booty
Can't help but work her this way.
Could I get her a martini?
Could i get her to start talkin’?
Make her comfy in her own skin.

In goes the liquor,
She spills all her beans
Like how she likes her men,
What she wears to bed
And how she wanna get busy
The way she gives her head.

I wanna rock that body
Can't take my eyes off that booty
I wanna take her home with me
Get all freaky and give her all my lovin'.