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Thousands of apology. I move back to my previous precious blog.

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It was that time of year again. We got re-united occasionally and like always, girlfriends just knew how to played as fun suckers.

Anyways, Happy 22nd Birthday, Mal, Azri, Mamat and Amir.

You know you can always seek for me to have any wise insight, dear.

Happy 22nd Birthday, Noni.

As the years go by, my circle of friends are getting bigger.

I made new friends every time I went to new places. But, I never forget the true ones. These are the people who have seen me grow, confide things in me than nobody else ever knew and above all, they never quit on me.

It is true there are friends that pass in and out of our life. Sometimes they pass in and out faster than I can say goodbye or thank them for their short presence in my life. This stage of life does hurts.

As I get older, I realize I can’t do anything with this law of life. I wish I can freeze our good times. Somewhere, along the lines, we know we will grow apart, venturing off to different directions. But do know this, it doesn’t matter how far apart between me and you now because you have set the foundation for the rest of my life.

I miss you, friends.

Sweetheart singing my favourite song *drooling*

It was our first met after three years.

She’s my bestfriend because she is me and I am her.

Within less than 24 hours I realized I was in 3 different states – Phew, saper suruh bg cuti sebulan je. I continued my holiday trip with Dahlia to food’s haven island to meet up with girlfriends.

I usually don’t mind at all what bus shall we take but this time I was so grateful Dahlia chose Aeroline bus. I need to continue hibernating after long trip in Java. I need to get all hyped before I see the girlrs.

A huge comfy seat made me half sink into it, turkey ham from Subway as my morning meal and CSI Miami on screen. A truly blissful 6 hours journey to Penang.

Iqa picked us up before we grabbed some lunch at famous Briyani. We headed straight  to hotel and freshen up before our girls night out.  I couldn’t wait to stuffing myself with hawker’s food after 5 days bloated with Nasi Padang – It was my payback time.

Best buddies that I’ve made in Kedah Matriculation College – Husna, Iqa, Dahlia – Alya (MIA)

It was 5 days trip to Java land with my super huge family. Note that every time I mentioned super huge, it means including my other side of family. So altogether, we made a full house of chauffeured 12 seater van.

Upon arriving at Jakarta, I was terribly shocked by the traffic congestion, extremely worst than in KL - crawling at snail’s pace and paparazzi peeking on our van just to sell goods. My brothers referred street vendors as paparazzi. Plus, traveling with family refrain myself from walking everywhere at anytime - I had to follow their itinerary and travel by van was the only option – I prefer walking.

As a main urban center of Indonesia, Jakarta has it all including, unfortunately, the stifling traffic and pollution. I got myself two zits during my stays. However the city amazed me as it remains paradox, with shacks sitting next to lofty skyscrapers and roadside food stalls just around the corner from upscale restaurants.

On the other hand, Bandung has this cozy kind of environment and offers plentiful grandiose factory outlet where everything can be acquired from imitations good to designer labels. It could take weeks to fully explore all that Bandung has to offer. I’m absolutely sure that I’ll go back to this land - forsake of venturing into their culture. Well, maybe two or three hobos can be excuse.

While everyone couldn’t stop raving about shopping so I decided to share something different here. An experience where only a few people come there by chance as it located on uphill of Puncak. We too coincidently stopped there to perform our prayers when we were on our way from Jakarta to Bandung.

Masjid Atta-Awun is very unique indeed. We had to walk with our bare foot and on our way up we found ourselves a mini pond to immerse our foot before we enter the Mosque.

The weather is so fuzzy and cold. We could see the whole city of Bogor surrounded by high gorges over layered tea gardens. It has the most scenic views I ever seen.

The experiences were nothing short of mind blowing.

Someone tugs on my hearstrings. It was summer love in Melaka. It made me want to open up my world to unknown.

One grande iced blended mocha with additional 18 bucks, I got myself a Starbucks journal. Farewell to all that 08′ was and warm welcome to all that 09′ will be. So I begin with scribbling my resolutions in this creative book and we will see if I can scratch it off by the end of 09′ year.

Salam Maal Hijrah.