Before I begin,thanks Justin.

I remember writing the earlier post earlier today being all incredibly frustrated and all,because I was obviously caught in this same situation before. Just in case you’re getting a little lost,I’m referring to my studio design which isn’t tough just me being caught in between what I want and what I need wtf. Shall not rant about that any further because all I want to do now is to highlight on some issue which is completely unrelated to me.

Well it started off with me reading some papers last week, then feeling all disturbed looking through images of babies being abandoned in thrash cans, drains, left in front of random strangers houses, and may I remind you that some of them are just got out the oven. Its absurd and inhuman for anyone especially women to carry a child for 8 months then chucking your child aside as if they’re no better than garbage.

Sorry for the disturbing images that I’m about to show you. Trust me,it wasn’t easy for me to rightclick-saveimageas-jpeg either. In case you’re wondering, I’m tearing and my hands shaking as I write this.

Dearest ignorant mothers, where are you?

Leaving your newborn wrapped with nothing, out in the cold for god knows how long before the baby dies ending up as corpse with possibilities of it being fed on by wild animals.
Even animals don’t do this,what the hell are you?

The thought of being pregnant, going through a turmoil, giving birth knowing that you’re gonna dump the baby out of fear of people finding out or being judged by the society; how do you even sleep at night? These fragile gift from God being left out in the cold,probably not even living for 48 hours.

What is wrong? It can’t be the baby’s mistake.

Its not like these innocent babies ever had the chance to say:
Hey mum & dad, please think twice before you fuck and make an unwanted mistake.

Dislocated body parts,in a pail?

Most abandoned babies are found dead.

Some are left in a bag in front of homes,hoping that they’ll be adopted by kind souls.

Whereas, some just looked as if they were literally dumped!

Babies are probably the cutest thing on earth although they may cry all the time,but thats how they communicate with us adults. They’re tiniest chuckles and giggles can light up the entire room,and I don’t know why is my heart pounding so fast and hard as I write this post. You may think its easy to write on a sensitive social issue but trust me; we’re all only human. I feel so much for these poor babies being abandoned by their own parents; I can barely abandon a puppy what more a baby!

Abortion may be cruel because it is literally killing a living soul; but why carry through the process of pregnancy then abandon them to die? The least they can do is leave them at a police station or a hospital, or even in a place where they’ll be found by some hopeful kind stranger. You may be surprised with the amount of cases going on in our very own country, mostly by you know what race; but the main question is, what the fuck is going on with mankind?

1. Is it the fact that we’re not exposed to sex education in school that teenagers resort to abortion or baby abandonment?
2. Are they all just being humans, where curiosity kills a cat; leading these sex deprived society to succumb to these social disease?
3. Have we developed into these cold-hearted beast leaving babies in thrash cans, or for some cases in the middle of nowhere?
4. Sex may be pleasure,but with every pleasure comes consequences. Don’t you have parents to teach you values to at least cherish life?
5. Deal with it Malaysians, we’re not sexually educated especially with so many people getting knocked up before marriage cases, at least they have morale values. We’re a sexually deprived society. Prostitution, abortions, and now child abandonment; don’t we have enough men and women to strike that balance to have enough sex?
6. Or are we just, purely sick?

So readers, what do you think?
I saw the advertisement on TV on this campaign,and I can’t help but to be driven to raise this awareness. Don’t make the same mistakes, and be responsible for your actions.
Sex is may be unavoidable wtf,but this is avoidable.

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Good day folks. In accordance to my previous post,I guess its good to just set some records straight and I’m feeling a gazillion times better now; and after last night’s convo with Bell (Isabella Kuan) about how you will always find haters when you’re blogging at some level wtf & its all about knowing who you are on the inside. We also sort of agreed in some ways that you can’t live your life trying to please everyone & its honestly bloody easy to hate even if you’re just angered by one tiny situation. Family upbringing counts i guess?

Anyhoo,last night all started off through the power of twitter wtf. We’ve been wanting to have dinner over at Ninja Jones for the longest time possibly our motivation to do well in exams or rather just get it by to get together for Ninja Jones. Sadly,when we really found the time to; Ninja Jones wasn’t opened last night!

It was Bell‘s mighty suggestion to dine at Chilli’s.
Please note that pictures are not taken from my usual DSLR; but the new Sony NEX3.

Jason‘s think no evil.
Helenness‘s speak no evil.
Bell‘s hear no evil.
Ellie‘s see no evil.

Guess who joined us for dinner after a spanking new haircut?

I have no idea what was I posing for,but it seems like I’m showing off my ring from the Keeper wtf. Thanks Karlson for the meaningful shot

I’m loving the camera, gonna be packing up both the DSLR & this for Shanghai baby!

Isabella.

Jason.

Karlson.

Jason is a happy boy!

Helenness in the house. According to Jason,it weighs 2.5kg, heavy!

The only reason why I have so many pictures camwhoring with Karlson is because there were so many failed attempts wtf. Or maybe I should lay the blame on him instead.

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It was a great night,although it could have been much longer if it wasn’t for the traffic. I’m having heaps of fun with the new toy and thou shall be trigger finger happy today. I’ve always believed that everything happens for a reason, the way the universe is aligned in such a way where things just fall into place. They say that things happen when you least expect them to; ever pondered if thats exactly what we should psych ourselves out to do? For example, I want this hence I shall not expect anything.

A good friend always costs cheaper than any therapy!

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Good day folks. I’m extremely excited about my trip to the Shanghai Expo this coming weekend; especially since I’ve just picked up the new Sony NEX3 courtesy of Advertlets; imagine the amount of photo opportunities & I will be bringing my DSLR along for sure. Things have been going on very smoothly aside from my frustrations coming from my dad; and judging from the amount of time I have to sort of self reflect about where do I go from here; I guess I kinda saw some answers through someone else’s eyes.

Speaking about this in a general manner,I’m sure most of you would have set out goals for yourself; for example in my case:

I am struggling to strike the balance between being a blogger & a person altogether. About drawing the lines between being too personal or being too commercial at the same time. Here’s a thing, after a good conversation which I’ve had with an old friend today; I kinda realize that in no matter what you do or pursue, you should never be manipulated into becoming something you’re not or lose the essence that makes you, you. We all strive to be better, to earn more cash, to be more popular or sometimes you just grow popular wtf but what happens when you’ve achieved it?

• At some point when you’ve hit it; then the question that follows would be to ask yourself, whats next?
• Would you in anyway get so lured by the fact that thousands read about what you have to say,and you end misusing that some sort of power?
• And if you did misuse it to fire something personal which end up reflecting one selfish side of yourself to get back at the other, would you wake up to reality knowing that it wasn’t a right thing to do?
• So where do you draw the line and at what extent do you stop; and should that one particular incident reflect the person that you are, because frankly all it takes to diminish any good thoughts about you is through one word of bad mouth?

After giving it a good thought, I might as well go all the way to set the records straight. I’m really bad with dealing with the ending of a relationships. Thats the one thing that usually screws me over, proven over and over again; from Aaron, Colin and recently Eugene. In some ways to be fair, I think I did contribute a buck load of fire into an existing flame which worsens the situation; but we all know the conventional I tell you what you need to know,and keep the other half (dirty half about myself) to myself situation. All it takes is just one source; you know like a simple message passed on from one ear reaching the 15th ear usually comes off as something else in the end.

Sometimes hearing so much things about yourself can suffocate your thoughts and judgement about the all that has happened; but if I were to look inside and reflect about the love, memories & fun side of it, I guess its all not so bad after all. I’m crazy at times when I’m provoked, its like flipping a switch on and I don’t stop at being a keyboard warrior as quoted by Hanie on her blog. Judging from the amount of blogs & twitter users blooming into the scene, people throwing darts and arrows with fire to one another with words; I couldn’t agree more with the way people are taking advantage of the fact that they have such big balls firing people but in reality, all cowards.

Its funny how things are all hyped up when we’re all merely individuals. I recalled the amount of hidden attacks on twitter & blogs over the years; but then you need to ask yourself; are these people anywhere close to being merely acquaintances who amazingly assume that just because we’re related via twitter/blogs/facebook that sort give you the power to claim “Yeah,I know her.” Oh come on, we’re living in such a different world these days that we’re connected within this network; but all that you know if what you get fed with. Friends, there’s a whole lot meaning more to that.

I may talk about some very personal things even on twitter about where I am, what I feel and yes it may get annoying at times; but I figured friends would probably interpret the things you have to say more accurately. Its stupid, no really when I see people getting so worked up over twitter; how often do you get to see overgrown adults (supposedly) slamming others like an 18 year old when they’re obviously a decade older than that. Whatever happened to going through higher level of education which supposedly teaches you manners & the ability to handle the situation like an adult.

Whatever happened to wisdom that comes with age?

Being famous isn’t always a great thing, you get guns & roses thrown at you at different occasions; but what happens when you’re completely exposed and not being able to do damage control? Do we live preventively protecting the things that mean a lot to you, your actual feelings about your relationships and things like such; what happens when you can’t voice them out anymore? That’s exactly how I’ve been feeling over the recent months; what do you do when you have so many people reading you everyday and not everyone is gifted with a gift to read critically & mindfully. Do you write to gain approval?

If this question were to be thrown at me 1/2 year ago with all that drama going on, I think I would have held back & misfire every once in a while; because I wasn’t sure about my own intentions of saying the things I’ve said. However, I think its time to bring the fire back onto the court; whats the point of being nice in general when all it takes is just the result of broken relationships which apparently justifies the person that you are. Yes it may be ugly, but nothing gets uglier than the truth. The truth which lead me to doing what I did of course. Thats all in the past now anyway,lesson learned; big time.

On another issue related to some twitter newbie who kinda took my tweet too harsh upon himself and went all dramatic over it. You see, the trouble with general tweets about your thoughts like “A leopard never loses its spots”; which is then read by your followers (mine is at 1000+ at the moment) multiply that to the odds of it relating to you and if everyone behaves the way he did getting all mad about that particular tweet assuming I was referring to him; what the fuck is twitter for? That situation went on with him immaturely slamming me and Alvin; despite the fact that we’re friends in real life.

If you can’t handle the online social networking; don’t be a part of it.
To clear the air about that part, he obviously took it way too personally. At least,that showed off his true colors.Twitter drama will always be interesting,but lets just say that sometimes it best to just spread the love & learn to master the art of just aiming to lead a happy life. There will always be a price to pay for being in the public (to a certain extent) and some situations are unavoidable. It all boils down to your conscience and tiny goals in life; sometimes being happy with all that you have is enough.

Honesty will always be the best policy.
Although not many people can handle the truth.

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Good day folks. My Friday was spectacular; say having to wake up at 8am in the morning assuming that I’ll be taking mum to the clinic was replaced by me washing the car & bathing Brownthepom. Having the tune Airplanes playing over & over again while I get all the house chores done sort of lifted up my mood,hey come on it was 8am in the morning! The rest of the day was spent shopping my hearts out with Pearly,although I did sort of drove pass a really bad accident; kinda saw a dead body. Oh well,lets not get to that.

I’ve watched Twilight Saga: Eclipse two nights ago, and I wouldn’t use the term that it was mind-blowingly awesome like what you get watching Law Abiding Citizen/Shutter Island; but its the depth of emotions that sort of carries you through with it, thats if you have the ability to emote as well. Basically Edward is in love with Bella, Bella is in love with Edward. Jacob finally confessed that he’s in love with Bella. Bella sort of realized that she loves Jacob too.

This alone sparked the question if its possible to love more than one person at once?
Does this reflect Bella’s personality of having a lack of personality wtf, indecisive & vulnerable?
People don’t seem to get how Twilight’s phenomenon has escalated to newer heights; something beyond a vampire cult, even I’m surprised that I’m so incredibly hooked on to it.

Maybe its because; just because I do believe in love stories.

Lets not bring their individual good looks or etc into the picture, because I know its a total love/hate frenzy over the casts; thats secondary for now. What amuses me,and probably one large population would be how people now are far too realistic; judging from the divorce rates in the US, go figure why they’ve gone wacko over being together for eternity? Perhaps, it takes us away from all the things that reality tells you otherwise; sometimes we miss out on the basic very fundamental essence of a relationship, love,faith & courage.

Twilight sort of painted the picture that sometimes, love is all that matters. I loved how Edward gets jealous while Jacob persists that he’ll never stop loving Bella till her heart stops beating; literally.(turning into a vampire) So being torn in between, she sort developed this two separate relationship but clearly, she’s not shaken with her stand; Edward is the one. I remember the last lines about how she feels as if she was never normal to begin with, how she feels that extraordinary strength coming from within, how Edward makes it all seem possible.

Jacob started off as one of Bella’s closest/best friend; always being there whenever she calls and needed someone. Sometimes love works in the most remarkable way,when you’re able to love someone more than yourself. I wish at times that I was as lucky as Bella, where some blessings remain as a curse. One werewolf and the other a vampire; there’ll always be this wall. You can never have the best of both worlds.

Edward or Jacob?
The one who makes you everything.
The one who can give you everything.

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Good day folks. I attended the Clinique Star Tour roadshow at Sunway Pyramid on Saturday with Chammaine; and a couple of others. In case you’re wondering what this is all about, you can read all about it here. To avoid this from sounding too much of an advertorial post, I’d like to share my experience on going through a make-over process & the funny things that happens behind the scenes okay. With my attempt to do this a little different, I’d like you to pay full attention to either Chammaine or myself in the following pictures okay?

E : Ellie
C : Chammaine
Although EC is kinda Ellie Chee also wtf.

#1 It started off with us looking all blurred out, getting ourselves registered with the purchased RM30 coupon.

#2 I don’t mean to be rude but I find it funny that both me & Chammaine were sort of posing wtf but some other girl got attracted to the camera.

#3 Its pretty rare to catch our sleepy faces in the morning with absolutely no make up. I look tired & young. We’re getting our forms from the friendly Clinique staffs on duty, I find it highly necessary to have people who’re actually friendly and it makes the whole process of registering a gazillion time less frustrating.

#4 There you spotted E & C doing their th’ng filling up forms with a hopeful wish in becoming a Clinique Star.

#5 C looking rather prepped up to hit the make up booth, but here’s a good picture showing off how radiant & glowing she was even without make-up. On the left, thats the makeup, hairdo & photoshoot section; whereas the right, that is the place where you can redeem your RM80 worth of Clinique products although you’ve paid only RM30.

#6 Zoomed into the right booth; here’s the computers where you can check up on your own photos after the shoot; and the Clinique products you’ll be walking away with.

#7 Step one was the part where they’ll clean off the excess dust & dirt, giving you a brief skin consultation. Its after all in the girl’s look book to always cleanse and prim it up before having make up on.

#8 So here goes nothing. Mirrors will always be a girl’s best friend!

#9 C was being dolled up on the other end. I personally feel that the choice of products used for different skin types is crucial; and judging from the analytical speed in terms of colors & products; thumbs up on the timing. Time is precious people!

#10 Goofing around always helps lightening up the mood; I was pretty pleased with how he entertained me! Nothing beats having fun on set.

#11 This is C being all ready for the final shoot; you’ll get multiple shots before choosing “the” shot which they’ll print out for your very own collection. No point going through all that hassle without being able to take something home with you right?

#12 Caught waiting patiently by Feeq. I didn’t really like my hair at some point,but oh well !

#13 At the goodies redemption counter; walk away with items worth RM80. Thats it for the entire process of going through the makeup,hair,photoshoot and products from Clinique.

#14 Final results; what do you think? Please just hit the like button for both our sakes okay?

Here’s C for Chammaine for you.

If you’d like to be apart of the hype and since its gonna be involving most major higher institutions; find out all about it from this post. I am doing jolly good, definitely looking towards the weekend for more shopping, more love & more laughters. Stick around because I really am finding my connection with my readers a whole lot more entertaining now.

Thought of the night,before i head to bed. Would you agree;
Sometimes being blessed,can be a curse?

FeeqSays Network
MyC!

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Good day folks. I randomly tweeted for suggestions of presents for the Keeper‘s birthday; and somehow I’ve had quite a good feedback. The thing is, when you’ve celebrated a birthday for five years consecutively; you tend to run out of juice & I figured since you read about him (like the main character) of my entire archive here; might as well ask you folks for suggestions. Its always the thoughts that counts, and yes I’m a hopeless romantic!

Here’s a thing, the most memorable presents (based on what I recall) are often the ones which embarks a certain degree of meaning to it; boys & toys will always go well, but I’m hoping to take it to a whole new level. I may be making money from blogging,but bear in mind I’m still a student so don’t give me out of the world suggestions.

If I could wrap myself up in a box (oh no,did i just jinxed my previous post; coffin!?) and deliver it to him in a parcel; then pop up with balloons & a big wet kiss, I think that should do,right?

Frankly speaking, you guys have read so much about us; do suggest something! Especially if you’re a guy,in your -20′s and you love football? Bear in mind that all your suggestions can do wonders; all it needs is a touch of love & creativity!

For the love of the Keeper!

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Has it ever strike you that some things in life are just meant to be? I’ve always pictured my near future a little more different,fortunately it often turns out a couple of steps better; gonna count my blessings for that. Last night,after reading Amanda‘s blog about the whole leaving on a jet plane off to Melbourne, I kinda pictured myself doing the exact same thing when I go over to Melbourne for my masters. Things are still a tad bit uncertain now,on whether both myself & the Keeper might be moving over to Melbourne to kick start a new phase of our lives; we’ll be in our seventh year of the relationship then.

Sounds pretty awesome, but once again;nothing is ever certain.
I guess this is how my life works, I believe in having some form of pre-planning before hand but I try not to get too affected if things doesn’t go my way. I do however believe that things always happen when you least expect them to; but things can also happen if you truly believe in it. For now, I believe in endless possibilities.

Faith makes things possible, not easy.

Everyday I get this crazy feeling all over me when he calls me up saying some really lame things; such things like I am lonely because I have lunch everyday all by myself jokingly while I get to stay at home being a lazy bump enjoying my holidays. I’m not sure if you share the same thing with me, but I find it really warm & fuzzy when a boyfriend speaks to you in a more babyish/lame/chipmunk-ed version of their voices hoping that it’ll make you laugh. Which it does,of course. I get amused pretty easily.

He called me up a moment ago and said; I saw a girl wearing baju kurung, with a tudung on and a helmet riding on a motorcycle; she looked like a sting ray on the road wtf. Ended that statement with some hysterical laugh.

Karlson‘s birthday dinner at Bumbu Desa@The Curve.

To be perfectly honest,I prefer Ole-Ole Bali considering that they do serve almost the same sort of food; minus the serving style. I loved it none the less. Anyway,a couple of nights ago; I met up with my favourite Lim brothers; Kuo Yang & Kuo Hui at My Elephant in Section 17. KY works there,and he’s the man behind (creator!) of the famous Purple Monkey “Artic Rose Cheesecake”.

I’m not a huge fan of desserts because sweet stuffs gives me goosebumps; unless its chocolate in flavor, but I must say I was really shocked on how good this tasted. I’m usually not very critical when it comes to food because it tends to be subjective; but this being an invention from a close friend, and the texture is so fantastic. I have my credibility placed on the line for this; if you ran out of ideas of what sort of delicious cakes to get for a birthday; you’ve got to try to this.

Purple Monkey baby!
It was obviously great catching up with both, and I’m sure they had a gooooooood time bombarding me with names tagging me as the FFK Queen (i beg to differ!) because I have this tendency to call off plans last minute due to work. My apologies,will make it up to Kuo Hui for our Falling Slowly jamming session!

I think guys who can cook or bake is hot, not to mention when they prep up food so well too! Its nice to dine at a place where you get first hand service wtf we stacked up the plates after eating; how fun is that! You’re the bomb KY.

Food was tasty,because he ordered the must try’s; sadly I’m bad with names of the food.

What an emo big baby!

Kuo Yang,25 myself,21 and Kuo Hui,28.

All in all,it was a great night considering that I nearly lost my way like 374092361094169461 times. This would obviously rub in the fact that I do miss having all the freedom to do everything without having something else to worry all the time; i guess thats life for me. So far,I’ve made the best out of my moment being awake, the month of July is gonna be fantastic. Had lunch with Aaron, met up with Joe Low & Ethan at Delicious,Bangsar with Jaclyn joining us; and now I’m waiting for Chia Wen to come over! Dad is being kinda pain in the ass claiming that I should be doing something more productive; oh daddy, haven’t I being doing so over the past couple of months?

Stay tuned

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Good day folks. I have a slight confession to make,I think I’m suffering from this transitional part of my life where I’ve been receiving way too much pressure of having this blog. I know that I’ve probably gotten passed this stage a million times before, but I can’t help but to feel invaded at times, which explains why I’ve not written much about the Keeper, love & relationships and things like that for the past couple of weeks. This kinda struck me hard over dinner two nights ago,but this friend told me that I’m heading towards a direction of being a little too commercialized and not as personal anymore.

Well,I beg to differ. Truth remains that the only reason why I’ve been holding back its because I know who’s reading this; and the figure is growing,and I’m starting to get a little intimidated by the amount of readers. This is a very personal space,and I truly apologize if I have in anyway made it a tad bit too public, that is all gonna change from this point forth. I miss being blunt and brutally honest about how I feel about things, how I feel about people and most importantly with my perception about life itself as a whole. I miss being emotional and angry, I guess its all a part of growing up where I can handle situations a whole lot better now.

Look, I’m not doing this for anybody; but figured I sort of got carried away because of the heavy work load and advertorials chasing down my spine wtf. So here’s to clarify some things that, I really do prefer being in a genre of my own altogether. I did go through this period of self-reflecting, about how exposed I feel at times, having people knowing all about what I do, constantly being the food on the plate to get gobbled over especially when you know that people are bound to judge. Here’s a note to myself, Ellie; you’re a person of your own.

And this, right here; is your home.
Its not someone else’s home.

Honesty and individuality is something that cannot be bought with money. I have been pretty honest with myself over the years,but being brutally honest about situations can sometimes get you into trouble too. This is my home, my refuge; a space where it suppose to give you a best direct possible reflection of the person that I am, I’m not perfect. Coming from a past where I was once a child with a dark past, coming out from it, and now living the present to its fullest. I do feel grateful always, because I know that somewhere, someone is watching over me.

Count your blessings, and a person who’s never satisfied will never find happiness. If I can successfully remind myself with that statement each and every single morning before I get my day started; I think I’d probably be more appreciative of what I have now. I know I’m extremely blessed with Alvin who’s been pampering me like a princess over the past 4 1/2 years of our relationship, with so much respect & trust; your partner shapes you, and the support you get takes you to the next level of your capabilities. It worked vice versa of course.

I have my dreams,but I don’t call them dreams anymore because I know that even my dreams envy my reality at times. No thats not a boastful statement,just merely a gesture to show how much things have somehow miraculously turn out even better than anything I’ve expected. There’s of course this constant struggle to know whether my route in becoming a great architect will be an easy one, but rest assured; I don’t give up. Giving up is probably the dumbest thing to do, because you’re literally erasing off the very tiny percentage of possibilities that it may just work your way.

Be it relationships, studies, and other things; don’t ever,ever give up. The future will always be worth fighting for. At this moment, I picture a beautiful future thats framed up with this two person walking down the isle, having a toddler dressed up in cute outfits and designer shoes wtf, a place of my own which is gonna be designed by yours truly; and all I want is just to be happy.

Don’t ever underestimate the price of happiness.

At times I do wish that I can cry out loud to the ones whom I’ve been fighting for, for god’s sake; life is short, and you’re wasting each and every living moment of it not wanting to push your buttons. The things that revolve around our lives might be here forever, and you’ll never know if god might decide to take them away through some freak accident or something. I don’t know if you feel what I’m feeling at the moment,but please appreciate what you have. No point in regretting when its all gone.

Forever is composed of nows.
If you keep worrying about what might be
Wonder what might have been, you will ignore what is.

Feels good to be home.

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Good day readers. Today I’m gonna be giving away THREE Crocs official shoe bag worth RM89 each. I know there’s always a catch,but consider this an opportunity to sort of open you eyes up to the importance of originality. So all you have to do, is to answer this one simple question; the best & most satisfying three answers will walk away with the prizes.

I’ve given you enough tips & hints already from the picture & where it links to.
The one on the right is fake.

An official letter of apology. The above is one of the websites in Malaysia selling ‘original’ Crocs. Very aggressive action on fake Crocs have been taken over last 2 months, confiscated over 120,000 pairs of fake Crocs from different states travelling to all the states to do verifications. More reports will be out as soon as they complete the investigations with the Ministry of Domestic trade.

So here’s the question to win the THREE Crocs official shoe bag worth RM89 each,just simply answer this.

Question: How do you differentiate between a pair of real Crocs and fake Crocs?

You can check Crocs official:
Website
Twitter @CrocsMalaysia
Facebook page

Hint,very obvious answers stated on the homepage of Crocs.
Stay tuned for Feeq‘s giveaway next week!

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Good day folks. Yesterday was one hell of an awesome powsome day because its probably the single most meaningful and well spent day I’ve had in months. It started off with me being random over my stressed out Malacca period asking mum if she wanted to bring my aunt & cousin,Ewan from Australia for a road trip. And in the end, my mum made sure that even my grandma & the other aunt came along; which ended up, Ellie became the driver & tour guide wtf.

I mean its pretty unusual for me considering that I spent most of the time being driven when it comes to being out of town. I get to camwhore more in the car wtf especially when the Keeper is driving,but since its a weekday and it was my mum’s special request, I knew I had to pull this off. Well its a lot more complicated than that, we were in a hurry also partly because grandma’s chemotherapy begins today, and yesterday was the first time in more than 10years that they’re all out as just mothers & daughters.

As I was speeding down the highway, we reached Malacca in 1 hour 10 minutes wtf it was so possible because mum couldn’t nag me with the whole “Girl,don’t drive so fast” because she was busy cozing up behind leaving Ewan asleep in the front seat with me. I mean,deep down inside as much as I was a little carried away with the driving; I know I was doing something right for them, you’ll never really know whats gonna happen one year down the line. Looking at the joy in their faces, like the whole mother & daughters reuniting thing was pretty moving.

I am the third generation,so I only get to play driver.

I know how most people would want to just head out & catch up with a million things they’ve missed out on; but I prefer kicking it off in hierarchy.

Prevention is better than cure.

Attempt one failed; too glaring,i ended up squinting my eyes.

Ewan.

This is what you get after putting on a hat. Messy hair!

Mum.

Super candid moment.

Aunt & mum.

Sometimes, you can find happiness through others. If life was as meaningless filled with selfishness to always be thinking about the 101 different ways to make yourself happy,wouldn’t that be quite a bore?

I did contemplate whether to start writing above slotting it in between the photos; but figured since this is completely unrelated to Malacca post; I’d just start it here. Last night,after the long day trip to Malacca; managed to grab dinner with Karlson who looked pretty worn out after wrapping up on his taxes wtf,and we sort of had this conversation about myself. Here’s a thing,I’m not exactly an open book; you can only know and tell so much, not unless you’re some close friend. So,there I was feeling a little confused about whether I am doing it all right; and suddenly I found the trouble in gaging where I am at this point.

Have you ever wondered if sometimes life is just written; its like they show a couple of signals before something bad/good really happens but we’re often too caught up in reality to notice it? Two friends shared a story with me about how it feels to lose someone you love dearly,someone significant to our lives; and how it can change our lives forever.

People like ourselves, we treat our parents as parents; often writing them off as just being a parent. Always over reacting at the tiniest mistakes that you do,and the line “you’ll never understand” always come into play.I guess it was quite a good wake up call,and yes we all need to start re-evaluating ourselves back at home. They call it growing pains, some things which you’ve ought to go through eventually in order to discover different sides of yourself as your grow. What do you think?

Well,after my morning breakfast with Karlson at The Loft@Empire Gallery & catched up with my childhood [fill in the blanks] Ethan Curzon & I’m now here I am trying to wrap this post up before the Keeper heads on over to watch DVD’s at home with me. It feels fantastic to be in the holiday-ish mood,judging from my current schedule; I’m more than excited. The boyfriend is already complaining I’m spending more time with others than with him; but oh well you have me for the rest of the year wtf.

Hi,anyone hiring a driver?

I’m not sure if I’m ever gonna be the best person,I have my flaws,I make mistakes but I’ll never stop trying to fix things. We all know that some of us live in denial, some have unresolved issues, some have history, some are just born unlucky but never forget that there are also some who’d never want to make the same mistake twice. People tend to throw in the line “nobody’s perfect” because yes it is true; but that should never be an escape route to living in denial and not wanting to change for the better.

At this point of my life,I just realized how much I’ve been missing out on; one main reason was to focus on work, but the other because I think I have this tendency to attract trouble or dramas without even trying. Often thrown into a position where explaining myself would make me seem more guilty. Rest assured,everything on the inside is feeling superb at the moment. We may deal with some mean crazy bitches, dumb pathetic assholes every once in a while; but why not make a change and throw them with an act of kindness like wishing them on their birthdays, or just ignore them altogether.

Just remember,my tolerance for bitchy acts is remarkably high, I can take shit & just walk away because I know,deep inside; i was once one hell of a bitch. I ruin lives & I don’t stop at merely the world wide web. Behind this world wide web, you’re a person, an individual; what we have here even if we’re famous, its merely our real life “avatar”. Don’t get too caught up with your avatar, in reality; we’re all equal. Jealousy from you will always be inevitable.

After all,life is short. I’ve had this long conversation over lunch with Ethan talking about how death around us can change our perception & our ways of appreciating people around us. Would you want to carry all that anger & hatred to your death bed? Would you want the very last memory of the dead to be about how horrible you were as a person? Its time to just try to rub off any possible argument or disagreement; just be happy & charge on forward! Karlson thinks I’m too emotional & defensive at times; coming from a close friend, I think its time to really kick that habit away.

Its good to be back.
Love always,cheerios.

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