i never read. i just look at pictures.

- Andy Warhol

i saw this quote on a pencil on NOTCOT from Moderna Museet today. Sums me up most of the days, no? These are such inspiring pencils. i also like the quote from Salvador Dali - have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it. it sounds oh-so-negative but yet so inspiring. i dunno. just feel inspired after. More pictures here.

Super R

it's funny how you meet someone and suddenly you kind of click. i guess in tis case it has alot to do with the other person – Super R and maybe a dash of me. after all it takes 2 hands to clap and 2 bodies to tango. =.*

Super R is this young (only 24 i tell you! but sometimes berbual macam kakcik-kakcik! hehe jangan mare Super R) bubbly lil thing that has so much energy tat they rub off onto you! she sings. she talks. she tells a lot of stories. she moved here from our KL office on an exchange programme for a year. we work in a retail branding agency. she's a 3D whilst i'm a 2D. No! No! has got nothin to do with bra cup/size in case you're speculating. hehehe. she does the 3 dimensional stuff. i do the 2 dimensional stuff.

she's a storyteller. and each next story is as interesting as the previous one. a photographer. a singer. a drama mama. tomyam fan. a milo freak. and a coke addict (of the legal kind =.P).

oh! and she loves purple. purple purply plum.

Super R is currently a tenant in my apartment. she's renting the small room till her room is available in dec. so imagine 2 girls giggling over the stupidest of things while ghooseman watches over his laptop, thinking what had he gotten himself into! tune in for more stories on Super R.

salam

boy oh boy...
can you believe it! it has almost been a year since i last had an entry. gosh! how time flies! eyes wide shut eyes wide open (kejam celik kejam celik) it is almost 2010. seriously! how time flies!

it has been quite an eventful year. good things and bad things. the good we are thankful for... syukur alhamdulillah. and the bad we shall learn from.

today we celebrated the birth of Muhammad Aqil... son to Maria and Tahir and the lil brother to Abang Afzal. standing at the height of 480mm and weighing 291 grams, he's such a beauty! i mean, isn't all babies are!? fair smooth skin. (can easily make BIG mony modelling for johnsons & johnsons) tiny nose. small fingers. and pinky toes. beooootiful. mom and bub are well alhamdulillah. though i had a lil scare when i heard tht the doc did an emergency C-section cos lil Aqil decided to move his head to the right (instead of centre towards the light at the end of that tunnel). i am so lucky to have so many kids! to date i'm the proud aunt of 3 nieces and 4 nephews (and one more babu on the way! shhh! u didn't hear it from me.)

And how many kids of my own do i have?
none actually! zilch! nana! geeloow!! anak tekak adalah.
why? i guess God has other plans for me now and the rezki (to have kids) has yet to fall on my lap. i can only plan. only God can make it happen. until that happens... i'm enjoying life carpe diem (i'm not complaining) – the freedom to travel, doing the things i love to do, sleeping late and waking up later. Am i ready to have kids? yup. mentally. emotionally ever ready. even if it means waking up more during the nite, sleeping lesser. sleepness nites. travelling lesser. hair, pun lesser.

until then let's make a toast to life... so if you are reading this and the next time you bump into me on the street, please don't ask me: "when are you gonna have kids?" "how many kids dah?" cos i don't know. seriously don't know. unless you are BFF with God, maybe you can ask God to make it happen for me and tat will save you the trouble of asking me again the next time you see me. =.)