September 2009
100 ways to say 'I love you'
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loveishype:
maddyinwonderland:
English - I love you Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief Albanian - Te dua Arabic - Ana behibak (to male) Arabic - Ana behibek (to female) Armenian - Yes kez sirumen Bambara - M’bi fe Bengali - Ami tomake bhalobashi Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo Bulgarian - Obicham te Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah Cantonese...
my escape route, where I run and hide →
Encik Nazri
The name above belongs to a certain man who is made of legends. I might be exaggerating on that first sentence there, BUT he is cool nonetheless HAHA.
I just got back from another hilarious and educational session in Nazri’s BM tuition with the rest of the gang. His class is one of the reasons why I look forward to fridays so much.
I cant imagine how my fridays will be like after...
Post-raya
Today is the 6th day of Raya 2009, and this is my first post since we’ve entered into our festive season; I’m lazy, get with the program.
I spent the first 3 days back in Melaka, with the la familia. I dont think I could’ve thought of a better way to spend the introduction of this year’s Raya, it was so comfortable and vibrant in Melaka, definitely had a blast.
Right...
SIGH :(
day-dreaming
The previous weekend, I bought the september issue of August Man, the Malaysian men’s journal(not magazine, mind you HAHA), and I’ve been giving it a good read this past week. As usual, the sheer amount of creativity and sophistication that is put into this maga…I mean, journal, is beyond me. It ceases to amaze me. It can be perceived as just another stereotypical men’s...
1Malaysia
Today, I became witness to the most common example of the 1Malaysia initiative, and how our multi-racial country gets along; a young Indian man was trespassing as he picked fresh mangoes from an old chinese lady’s tree, with the Chinese lady too old to intervene, a senior citizen who happens to be a Malay, meddles and intimidates the Indian.
“If they want to see me, here I am. If they want to see my clothes, open my...”
– Albert Einstein to his wife when she asked him to change his clothes to meet the German ambassador
Greetings,
Hmm, it does feel different here. But, not by much though. I’m liking it here on Tumblr, it’s more sophisticated. I cant really explain how a blog site can be sophisticated but yeah, it is.
It’s a saturday and I’m stuck at home. There’s no reason to go out, but I’m desperate enough to leave the house for no apparent reason, it’s that bad. I mean, my...
tumblr-ing.
I’ve seen too many good-looking tumblr’s to ignore the fact that I want one as well. So, here goes…
