Ah. Fame. Embarrassment. But then again what's there to be ashamed of. Selamat Hari Kebangsaan yang ke 24.
http://www.brunei-online.com/mp/selasa/feb26t20.htm
http://www.brunei-online.com/bb/tue/feb26h37.htm
http://www.bt.com.bn/en/education/2008/02/25/scotland_popular_for_bruneian_students
Wednesday, February 27
Wednesday, February 20
Patapon
Pata pAta paTa PoN
Pon PoN pata pOn
Chaka ChaKA paTa pOn

Kekeke.. This patapon language is intimidatingly addictive. Trust me. It's this game for PSP. You have to play to the beat of the drum to move, attack and defend. Boggle-eyed monsters awaits! It's just so irresistably cute. Before you know it, you'll be singing to the beat. Pon Pon Pata Pon~!
Pon PoN pata pOn
Chaka ChaKA paTa pOn

Kekeke.. This patapon language is intimidatingly addictive. Trust me. It's this game for PSP. You have to play to the beat of the drum to move, attack and defend. Boggle-eyed monsters awaits! It's just so irresistably cute. Before you know it, you'll be singing to the beat. Pon Pon Pata Pon~!
Monday, February 18
Ambuyat semangkuk agung
Mouth watering. I know.
and yes, I'm in Scotland. Though it did feel like I was back home for a meal. Food glorious food.
and yes, I'm in Scotland. Though it did feel like I was back home for a meal. Food glorious food.
Wednesday, February 13
Lingers around like a tail...
The feeling of being broke is exhilarating. It has this edgy feel to it. Frustrated, angry, depressed.. all these feelings jumbled in a container waiting to explode. But there's always the good side of every bad thing. We can go window shopping with a strong reason. :D Let me emphasize "window" shopping.
I just returned today. Back to my nest. Feels great but I definitely miss everyone. It feels different. Staring at the cars, the buses roaming around in reach of a destination. If only I knew where my destination is. I have my project to worry about. I guess the deadlines are my destinations.
On the note: Now that you're gone, I can see how much I need you.
I just returned today. Back to my nest. Feels great but I definitely miss everyone. It feels different. Staring at the cars, the buses roaming around in reach of a destination. If only I knew where my destination is. I have my project to worry about. I guess the deadlines are my destinations.
On the note: Now that you're gone, I can see how much I need you.
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