More raya cookies!!

Another sets of raya cookies!

Sweet crunchy cornflakes & hazelnut smothered with Australian honey..


Crunchy chocolate chip cookies. We bought this!

this is our traditioned kuih gunting! a must do kuih every year.
Its 'udang kering' (dried baby shrimps) based.

Some raya cards to kill my time!

Some of the raya cards designed using stuffs not more than 1 meter

radius from where i'm sitting.( in case if u ask, y coke bottle?)
I'm too lazy to find ketupat and props people normally use for raya theme!
The cloth is my kain raya yg tak sempat bikin baju raya!! uwargh!!!

And this is the wedding door gift from one of my friend's wedding!

(i couldn't remember who??). Bolehla jadi prop raya!! enjoy!!

Taste like chocolate!!!

What a day??!! geez i need a back massage after a long day of baking this cookies.. This is one of our tradition london almond cookies besides our 'kuih gunting' and mamar carries. But we don't make marmar carries this year. Bet atleast half of the guys who read this blog have no idea what crap i'm talking about. Hope the pic gives some hint or atleast some thoughts "ah..i had that cookies before!" Ok, i better rest my back for now.. another few sets of honey cornflake tomorrow! Signing off!!

disneyland resort - paris

disneyland resort - paris
Originally uploaded by marshma11ow.

He is soooo cheeky! Who knows if there's a hunk french goofy underneath! Bet how's the Hong Kong goofy will sound like!??

i miss her..

i miss her..
Originally uploaded by marshmallow.

Lisa's housemate's cat. She (the owner) and Didi just moved out of the house to KL. Everytime i visit lisa i kinda miss didi's presence. Used to hug and cuddle her.. damn i need a cat to hug now.. :(

Lagu Raya!!

Just browsing thru bola2api blogs and came across this nice collections of lagu raya. Courtesy of Randomness.

Koleksi lagu raya I (mp3)
Koleksi lagu raya II (mp3)
Koleksi lagu raya III (mp3)
Koleksi lagu raya IV (mp3)

Another train story

Disclaimer:This is not a jealousy blog as a matter of someone else's boobs are bigger than mine, its just a portrayal how lacking of self awareness can effect the other human beings. And i'm going to use the word ' t*t*k' (boobs) a lot in this writings. If you are allergic with it, you may not want to proceed and please close the window.

As usual i was waiting for the train to work. This time i didn't have to wait for long, and kindly gave way to this almost due pregnant lady. And that gave me a small room enuff for me to squeeze in. From the look of it, it almost impossible for another passenger to enter. I can see some of the later passengers step back to allow the door to close. A split seconds before it's closed, there came a plump indian lady assailed harshly from the elevator straight to where i stood. Geez i'd describe her as a moving t*t*k as the first thing u could possibly notice is her humungous saggy flesh hanging on her chest. That few seconds of curse glued my eyes (and i bet others eyes in the train too) on her t*t*k. I got stumbled when i feel something pushing me back further into the congested train! He-lllowww.. doesn't mean you have gigantic assets you could simply 'molest' other peeps with it! I seriously felt molested by a large weird creature. Now her t*t*k is exactly right in front of me an her stinky breath acting like an aromatherapy scents as if trying to ionize the whole area. It really made me feel sick. I didn't wanna be cursed the whole journey and decided to turn myself back. Geez i'm back to my normal breathing.. relief! The pain didn't end there.. everytime the train brakes, her t*t*k will be violently pushed to my back firmly. To a point, my imaginative mind concluded that she just had a boob job and did it on purpose trying to make an elasticity test on it. D'oh!!! I think she might wanna test it on other object or opposite genders.. it'd be more appropriate and might be pleasing to the guy. I can't wait to escape the train, as the door opens at kl sentral, i struggled myself escaping from the limited room between her body out from the train and finally.. i was free like a bird. phew! I glimpsed on her and saw this one corpulent man replaced my position. Lucky him.. may the force be with you.

The t-shirt that betrays me..

tshirt1
Originally uploaded by fatini_z.

I can't believe i went to the PARAM (Pasar Ramadhan) in this t-shirt. I'm being observant enough when it comes to the surroundings.. but i can't believe i didn't even notice the wordings on my t-shirt after wearing it for almost a year! I hope no one noticed that n thinks i'm just another attention-seeker! ahahaha.. looks like this comfy seasoned lil t-shirt will not be seen in public anymore.. geez.. (click on t-shirt for larger version)