let's go babe...belon angin panas @dataran monumen putrajaya

~ last week,tyme org busy b'duyun2 pnuh kn smue shopping complex...aku plk busy ngan agenda ku...heheh...ngan family ku larh...we all,pgi m'meriahkn diri kt dataran monumen putrajaya...haa...pic ni la hasil nyer...


~ waahhh...mcm istana di kayangan...jurugmbr nye hanye lah ayah ku...yg pasty bukn professional photographer...tp pic tetap MANTOPPP,boleyh jd photographer bebas niyh...hahah...ayah ku kate..."see the leg larh babe...!!" hahah


~ haa...pic ni la yg bwat ku teruje amat nk tgk secare dkt...perghh...orange jd belon la...tyme tu,boleyh plk ku t'bayang boleyh x,if belon tu de rupe muke ku yg b'angan lebeyh niyh...hahah


~ oh my clown baloon...x clear sgt,sbb pic ni ayah ku snap dr dlm kete...tp,yg x boleyh bla,clown baloon tu ciap de topi kecik die...cute btul...huhu...tp,ku t'pakse m'ngundur diri....slamat tggl belon pns...btw,xdpt snap smue belon..sbb,we all de agenda laen...so,ni la belon t'akhir yg smpt ayah ku snap as photographer of the day...heheh


~ jeng3...sape ni...??brad pitt ker?..jackie chan ker?...anuar zain kowt?...cube anda lihat dgn jelas...haa,mungkin pilot seblah rumah...engineer umah dpn kowt...ehe...no larh..xpyh teka...ni la,my dad yg b'tugas as professional photographer for my family jewk la...ehe


~ wahh...terlebeh suda...!aku kn keje nye posing jewk...haa...t'msk la,adek ku yg suker interframe....


~ baa chakk...hahah...pokok ni tajam lor...tp..posing ttp posing tu...tibe2 dlm ku ngah cbuk posing m'mosing smpai b'pusing2...ma ku dr jawh..."oyt...nurul dh ler tu,ckup2 la...lmbt dh ni!"...n,ku dgn slumber nyek m'jwb...ala,lek la ma,ayah sempoi jewk...ekeke...tu la...aktiviti ku bile nmpk kamera...adesh la...hrp maaf la yek.. ;p


~ "kanan ckit nurul...haa...kiri ckit plk...ok2...chantek dh.." uiks,tu la arahan dr ayah ku,yg dgn sabarnye m'snap pic ku yg b'lmbak2...ekeke...tadaaaa....ni la hasilnyer...pic last ku sblum gerak ke agenda laen...u all yg b'minat b'gmbr,mmg putrajaya lew tmpt nye...siyes babe...

my holiday @ kota A famosa melaka

> huhuh...baru campai tmpat yg di tuju...tgk la tu...smue dh pnat...b'gelimpangan smue nye k'penatan...heyt,spe yg b'dengkur tuh...??

> pic ni adk ku,adib yg snap(nah,nk sgt promote nme die)...burung ni shantek amat tw...die duk kt pokok blakang banglo...

> cedapnyeeeeeeeer....bezday cake adk ku,amirah...ehe...k'betulan burfday die jatuh tyme we all holiday kt melaka niyh...so,smbut jela rmai2...kn meriah... ;p

> ewah2...bdk2 ni...klu dh nmpk swimming pool...mndi mmg x hengat dunie tw...dh m'gigil sejuk pown tamau naek ag...tgk la tu bapak org pown join same...hahah

> p'mandangan tyme maghrib...sejuk glew...bru naek dr swimming pool...

> ceyh,ma ku pown tamau kalah posing gak tw...

> posing...posing....dan posing...hahah...2 jela hobi ku ble nmpk cam...

> holiday @ AFamosa melaka...banglo die besh glew...!

perfume ; the story of a murderer

By Patrick Suskind, John Woods
Translated by John Woods



> The year is 1738; the place, Paris. A baby is born under a fish-monger's bloody table in a marketplace, and abandoned. Orphaned, passed over to the monks as a charity case, already there is something in the aura of the tiny infant that is unsettling. No one will look after him; he is somehow too demanding, and, even more disturbing, something is missing: as his wet nurse tries to explain, he doesn't "smell" the way a baby should smell; indeed, he has no scent at all.
Slowly, as we watch Jean-Baptiste Grenouille cling stubbornly to life, we begin to realize that a monster is growing before our eyes. With mounting unease, yet hypnotized, we see him explore his powers and their effect on the world around him. For this dark and sinister boy who has no smell himself possesses an absolute sense of smell, and with it he can read the world to discover the hidden truths that elude ordinary men. He can smell the very composition of objects, and their history, and where they have been, he has no need of the light, and darkness is not dark to him, because nothing can mask the odors of the universe.
As he leaves childhood behind and comes to understand his terrible uniqueness, his obsession becomes the quest to identify, and then to isolate, the most perfect scent of all, the scent of life itself.
At first, he hones his powers, learning the ancient arts of perfume-making until the exquisite fragrances he creates are the rage of Paris, and indeed Europe. Then, secure in his mastery of these means to an end, he withdraws into a strange and agonized solitude, waiting, dreaming, until the morning when he wakes, ready to embark on his monstrous quest: to find and extract fromthe most perfect living creatures-- the most beautiful young virgins in the land-- that ultimate perfume which alone can make him, too, fully human. As his trail leads him, at an ever-quickening pace, from his savage exile to the heart of the country and then back to Paris, we are caught up in a rising storm of terror and mortal sensual conquest until the frenzy of his final triumph explodes in all its horrifying consequences.
Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of a grown-up fairy tale, "Perfume" is one of the most remarkable novels of the last fifty years.


>> ~ huhu...mne la ku nk cari buku ni eyk...tp dlm cite niyh,mamat yg cube m'hasilkn parfum terbaek,psiko gler...smpai sggup bunuh 25 gadis yg still virgin...
~ tp ku curious sgt nk tw...why msty die bunuh juz gadis...ade p'bezaan bau ke aper??

homestay @ melaka

> besh amat niyh,mamam tepi laut...aku pulak keje nye posing x hengat dunie...

> mentari yg bersinar....ohhh...mata ku silau amat..

> adesh...gi mana niyh,pokok udah sama tggi aku...

> operasi snap...snap...n snap...ehe...i2 kulit siput...chantek amat kn...

> wahh...posing abesh niyh..."terlebih sudah!!"

> hahah...model sambilan niyh...

> cuti2 ku di melaka homestay...besh amat niyh...!

romantika d' la rosa

jika kamu menerima ros sebanyak;

1 kuntum ros
~ segala cinta nya tertumpu kpd kamu seorg sahaja

2 kuntum ros
~ kita berdua dlm asmara cinta

3 kuntum ros
~ i love you

6 kuntum ros
~ aku milikmu

9 kuntum ros
~ cinta sejati antara kita

11 kuntum ros
~ kamu lah satu-satunya yg ku cintai dlm hidup ini

12 kuntum ros
~kesempurnaan cinta antara kita

13 kuntum ros
~ i am your secret admirer

24 kuntum ros
~ 24 hours cannot forget you

33 kuntum ros
~ ungkapan magis I LOVE YOU yg pnuh gelora

36 kuntum ros
~ perasaan romantika antara kita

44 kuntum ros
~ tiada yg lain selain darimu

50 kuntum ros
~ this is "regretless love"

66 kuntum ros
~ keagungan cinta kita

99 kuntum ros
~ ketulusan cinta

100 kuntum ros
~ cinta ke akhir hayat

101 kuntum ros
~ tiada yg dpt pisahkn cinta kita

108 kuntum ros
~ please marry me!

111 kuntum ros
~ eternal love

123 kuntum ros
~ kebebasan cinta

144 kuntum ros
~ aku mencintaimu siang dan malam

365 kuntum ros
~ kamu bermain di fikiran ku setiap hari dan detik

jom bwat pizza...

Bahan-bahan;

3 ½ cawan Tepung gandum
2 sudu kecil garam
Daun oregano
2 sudu kecil Ibu roti/yis
Tomato sos
Keju mozarella
1 sudu kecil gula
Olive oil/minyak zaitun
Air suam

Cara-cara;

1. Msk kn air suam ke dlm mangkuk bsr
2. Gula 1 sudu kecil
3. Yis 2 sudu kecil
4. 2 sudu kecil garam
5. Daun oregano 2 sudu kecil
6. Minyak zaitun 2 sudu kecil
7. Msk kn tepung 3 ½ cawan
8. Uli tepung lbh kurg 10 mnit
9. Uli smpai rata,mnjdi 1 doh
10. Balutkn tepung gune cling wrap,lbh kurg 1 jam
11. Taburkn tepung gndum or tepung jagung,ats tmpt p’bkr
12. Bahagikn doh kpd 2
13. Leperkn tepung di ats tmpt p’bkr smpai rata
14. rata kn sos pasta ats tepung
15. taburkn bawang
16. taburkn keju
17. letak kn green peppers,mushroom,hotdog,keju
18. bkr selama 200 clcius dlm 20 mnit-stengah jam

a moment to remember

Di pagi nan sunyi
Sepi tanpa sebarang bunyi
Hanya di temani siulan burung-burung yang gembira menyanyi
Ku hanya sendirian menyedut udara segar
Menghayati suasana pagi di tepi pantai
Sambil menyentuh lembut pasir-pasir putih
Yang kadangkala di bawa angin bayu
Dan kadangkala seolah-olah membawa jiwaku bersama
Menari di awang-awangan
Terlalu selesa,tenang,dan bebas
Namun dalam keasyik kan ku sendirian
Fikiran ku seperti memikirkan sesuatu
Sukar di tafsirkan dalam bentuk kata-kata
Ingin ku khabar kan pada sang mentari pagi
Bahawa hatiku seperti dilanda suatu perasaan
Suara,serta senyumannya membuat ku hilang kata-kata seketika
Hey hatiku sentiasa berdegup kencang melihat wajahnya
Amat indah perasaannya tidak terkata
Hari-hari ku seperti ingin sentiasa di sisinya
Alam seolah-olah memberi bayangannya kepada ku
Rindu padanya sentiasa bermain di minda
Ungkapannya yang kadangkala memberiku inspirasi
Lamunan ku terhenti kerana ku perlu bersyukur kepada-Nya…… ;)