Wednesday, July 29, 2009

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Hye there!

If you notice, this is posted just a few hours after the 'ladies therapy'. As i collaged photos for the feature, and haven't felt sleepy yet, i thought i might as well do some more collages for the few photos i have in my computer and post them. hehe..

These are among the ones i took when my bffs and i were scouting Raub. Or more to, 'scooting' Raub, finding new clothings kiosks that are now like 'mushrooms after the rain' in town. I was riding with Minn on her white scooter.

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Here are some of which i've taken with Farah when we went for the highschool orchestra performances at Putrajaya Convention Centre, and the ones we took the day after, around Putrajaya.

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And here is me, as the 'victim' (yet eagerly posing) of Farah's newly-developed passion for photography with the new SLR. ;p

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I don't know why are all the pose for the last collage facing to the right. ;p haha.

By the way, this is not an attempt for a fash blog. My fash is not that great. I put anything on. :p I just felt like posting photos, that's all. :)

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Assalamualaikum and good day, all. :)

I've just came back from CFCS (Community and Family Case Studies) meeting 2 hours ago. After some meaningless wondering in the smallish room, i decided to write something in here, as i can't sleep anyway (the aftermath of Nescafe Breakfast).

As i online, there was a note from a friend of mine, Asyikin, or better known to us as Syukay. She has now, an online shop blog!!

As the owner claimed, the Ladies Therapy is purposely created to share one common thing that all gals are crazy about - shopping lah!

She sells variety of things, from clothings, sandals, to original designer bags, at more affordable price! If you crave for the luxurious Coach, but held down by a tight budget, then here's the place for you! There're also beautiful chiffon shawls i know you'd just love to have.

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So girls, are you ready?



Get set, GO!

Saturday, July 18, 2009

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I reviewed my 1st blog today. I contemplated on the actual initial impetus of me starting a blog (no, the tennis match was just the starter, not the real initial drive).

And I remembered.

 

Years ago, when I was still writing in, (a diary), I’ve always thought, how nice if somebody can give feedbacks on how my life’s going on, advices, maybe, without actually having me to bable ‘em off directly to them first, which may cause them to feel responsible of saying nice things, (which is what good peeps always do, thank u dears). After a while, since I was first introduced to journal writing by my English tutor, Sir Hashim in form 2,  writing in without anything to happen but the stories of my life be in pages, had seemed rather boring to me. I wanted feedbacks, as I thought they might help me to improve.

I was thinking, how nice if, there are people from somewhere far (might not just mean geographically), who’s leading a different kind of life, in a different kind of environment, to give comments on my ‘diary’.  Opinions, from people who are total strangers to me, who don’t know me at all, so that their comments on me, would be purely by the events that happen, not by the me that they know.  And also, as cowardice as it may sound, I think writing anonymously is better for me to express, nor to impress.

 

Then I found out about blog. After reading a few overseas bloggers’ pages, it occurred to me that this is it! An online diary! But I was still reluctant. The stories that I have read seemed so purposeful, such like, they ought to be told, as they may inspire others or give effect on others’ life. And I was thinking, I don’t deserve to write in here. There’s nothing to be gained by my story.

 

Then I read a local writer’s blog. As I read her entries, I thought that, I can relate to her narrations, and yet they seemed purposeful, and no nonsense babblings. So I think, maybe I can just write whatever in here, for it may seemed purposeful for others, if not to myself. So I wrote. After a while, as peeps around me discovered the blog, i began rambling about things that I think I don’t even want to pour in a diary of mine. Or so to say, I don’t express anymore, coz it seems rather ‘unprivate’.

 

I admit that in my ‘free’ time I wrote my random ramblings, and reading them, I considered that some are just not to put in blogs –which I think as an online diary before – so they went either discarded or saved in the lappy. So my blog now kind of beats its purpose, kan? Oh well.