Some people will wonder why i never ever make wishes for myself. Because i know that this year gonna be way better than my last one. So, i have no worries about myself. Even if i am dead, i guess i am blessed. My family and my friends are the priority to be my concern.

Love, vis.

Should i take Pharmacy in IMU or should i drop all my sciences and do accounting in Australia? I am thinking of dropping sciences! Like seriously. Should i? or should i not? hmmm. Considering. And I am doing it for myself this time. Hees.

To Paris; The Road Not Taken.

I'm not optomistic. I just settle things faster than anyone else.

you know, life is good without exam. But life is better with exam.
To Paris; its not about love and interest.

I just can't deny that there is a word in my dictionary known as "guilty" which implanted within my inner heart. I could neither betray nor lie to anyone or anything. To be honest, i wished not to have it. Why others can do so and i can't even did it for just once? Where other guys or girls could cheat or even lie on their companion for their personal satisfaction. How? I don't get it. Am i weird? or the old fashion one?

Lie for a good intention is acceptable, but a wrong usage of it is so not.
To Paris; no one will like me this way.

Negative thought consumed within our complexion. Overcoming fear is a kind of profession. I wish i could throw away those injurious memories although i know i can't. Its like i can't face the world had changed. Neither heavyhearted nor pain within me now. I just felt like hugging the one i really like in my arm, kiss her on the forehead and tell her you are the only one i need.



I miss you, nic!
To Paris; a her.

I love to spend time with you. Even it is a short while with a short text but i love it. You know i do.

I am using love here because i do love it. I tell what i meant to feel.
To Paris; J'ai vraiment très mlle vous ♥

Happy Birthday to my sister.

Before time past 12. I would like to complete my day by leaving a mark here for my elder sister. Its her birthday today and we had some frozen-treat at Secret Recipe. I couldn't recall all the cake we took because we ordered by slice just to make a complete set. I do rejoice in palate of the Durian Cheese, the New York Cheese and also the Chocolate Indulgence.


Just done helping my niece putting up her Lego. I love spending time with her. Treasure family treasure the love one. I could still say i love baby. :) Before i end this post, Happy Birthday Sista! Love ya love ya love ya. With tonnes of loveeeeee! <3
To Paris; Happiness lies within.

A Cartier for you as a gift.


Which type of Cartier i gonna buy for you? Its gonna be the one that can makes you my wife.
To Paris; Just for you.

Hear those silver bells? It's Christmas time in the city. Some families actually do make the yuletide gay, managing to leave their troubles far away. Other families have a merry little Christmas, even when their troubles aren't so far away. Some present might end up getting returned. But some gifts are for keeps. Other presents come when you least expect them. And everyone knows the biggest present comes in the smallest box. Then there are those boxes you wish you had never opened. Have a holly jolly Christmas.


Merry Christmas to all Christianity families and Merry Chrismukkah to all the Jewish families. Have you open your gift?
To Paris; To the love one.

Big gifts usually come from small packages. This is how things work. And it will always be. Lose one's heart to 2010. Love the scent. Cherish the memory. Lastly, I adore everyone's love beneath the benefaction.


Spotted, a gift on his hand during Christmas eve. Does this mean he is celebrating Christmas? Its not a Christmas present. Its a new year gift in advance. Bisou bisou.
To paris; Twinkle twinkle lil star. ;)

Christmas eve.

How can a Christmas proceed without a proper tree? I prefer an art, because it defines me. I am born to draw, dream to be an architecture and loathe uniform. A peek into designer's works may effect in another dimension. Some design within the emporium are chronic visual pleasure. Christmastime is when i could indulge in different picture of trees but not the festival itself.


I picked white for this year, White Christmas. If you find the tree unaffected, the infinite fire appear is when you put a closer glance.
To Paris; Dislike simple and plain. We hate 3D.

Wintertime, outing are commonly restricted. Movie is the only thing that make it looks beautiful for people to walk in the snow. Life is way better under the roof. Eat, sleep, repeat are what we do. For overseas student, a phone call back home to your beloved is a must. The pleasant voice of your parent is the warmest Christmas present you will ever wanted. Or maybe unwrapping all the present with a flight ticket back to your hearth? We always wish. Even though we know there have neither fairy tale nor miracle. Guess that is a kind of life cycle we all need to face.



Empty Street;Paris de amour.

7 days.

Wishes de amour. Nothing more important than my result. Bisou bisou.

What is Christmas all about? Partie? Guess not. But snow. The blinking infant master piece. I don't like touching snow. Its below freezing. I just felt blissful staring at it snowing down from the sky. Slowly and beautifully. Shinning itself by the reflection of the deem light from the gloomy sun. It may not been the best season of the year. But it is the best moment to enjoy a cup of Mocha or even a slight touch of hot chocolate, simply brilliance.


Snow, you know you love me. x.o.x.o
Paris de amour.

n. compte à rebours

Christmas is just around the corner. Yay! yay! Everyone seems to be excited and getting prepare for it. For me. Nope. I'm actually allergic to Christmas. All the bodega are padlocked. Diners that claim to be open 24-7. It's false advertising. No menu is provided to me. Miserable enough. Anyway, for those who doesn't know. This year is known as White Christmas. I wonder why is it a White Christmas this year? Anyone know?


To Paris; Heureux jour.

Like the rainbow? If you want to admire the rainbow after the rain. Then you should try to love again after the pain.
To Paris; Let it go. Love again.

We write, we post, we laugh about it.

vis : Sitting in the flight, looking down into the sea. Listen to a music that doesn't sounds good. Life is sucks, yet fun.

Kenn : I'll try to look up and see if I could see you flying.. =D

vis : And i throw a diamond ring from above and hope you get it from the floor somewhere in the city. Show me that you and me getting together is not by chance, its by fate. ;)

Kenn : Was that the reason why I'd just saw a shooting star in broad daylight? Was it that diamond ring? I'd want to tell you that I'd just made a wish~

vis : A wish that never come true. A love that never hold together. What if i didn't go away? What if we are staying together now? Will everything change? I guess everything happened for a reason. And I will be waiting. The day may come. Because if two people were meant to be together, eventually they'll find their way back.

Kenn : Yes. Perhaps a wish that will never come true. Yes. Perhaps a love will never come to be. But despite this. But despite that. I will fight through the strongest hurricane. I will hang on to the most rocking earthquakes. And stand into the most wretched rains to see you come back to me. They'll never blow me. They'll ne...ver conquer me. For I, for all these, a glimpse of you will be enough.

vis : When i return, i'll never be away ever again. Holding your hand tightly and gently, asking for a dance. With the diamond ring that i thrown few years ago. The ring on our hand will held us together once again. Bring us into the time we first met. Putting all the past apart and have a new beginning. The love, the pain, ...the past and the present will make our memoir as a whole.

E.N.D.

To Paris; A place full with song.

Mw said : This picture suit you. x)
I said : I think it does. :D


Little broken knees, elder broken heart.
To Paris; fix it yourself, and you will grow stronger. :)

You think we love Gucci? We love Prada.



Dress up is not conspicuous consumption but to die for.
To Paris; Our world. Not yours.

Books are just simply something that could not get out from our memoir, are they not? Without them we are unmistakably retarded and foolish.
If these are my daily fantasy,


Guess these are so my fiesta's delights.


Fashion is fatiguing to track down especially during busy hour of student. You know you can't have Fashion Week in both Paris and Milan. You have to choose. I have chosen mine. Have you?
To Paris; French De Amour.

I felt preposterous enough to realize this now. Yet i felt blissful. Because I suddenly realized it— the way to get over you wasn't by hooking up with some random girl. Or pretending we didn't happen. You and I loved each other. And then you broke my heart. I'd been doing everything possible not to face that fact. I'm gonna kiss somebody someday. And when I do, it'll be for me. Au revoir mes une fois bien-aimé.

My heart settled. Yours?
To Paris; smoochiee.

I wish i can be a biscuit. You dislike it yet you ate it. I don't mind been the last choice u choose to take. Because the last one get to make u full and happy. Your smile is what i want to see. I wish i can make you happy too. Why i think this way? Just simply i like you. Why i like you? This is a question that i will never ask myself because i know i will never get the answer. I just wanna spend time with you because you make me happy.



If you take a bite. You don't like me. Take it again. You may found me taste better with hot chocolate. Don't just take the chocolate alone because its not good. You know the biscuit will always be there for you. :)
To Paris; Simply biscuit biscuit de Amour.

May God be with you. I think this bless is for every single one.

To Paris; Love love de amour. ♥

Change my point of view if you can. Its definitely highly unlikely. I just simply like who i am now.

If a guy cares about the little thing in your life. Don't feel irritated. He just simply love you too much. He can be a good husband. If you hate it. Then don't love him at the first place. Sometimes it just ridiculous that girls find it irritating. Because usually are guys who felt irritated. I thought girls need love and guys need sex? This is so 21st century theory. But when guy give love, girl say No. Thats another theory. Funny isn't it? I'll give you girls "hate" then. Opps. You didn't get me wrong. I just simply H.A.T.E.G.I.R.L. I know you know. So now i am working on Gain And Profit. World trade.



You give me what i want. And i will give you yours.
To Paris; I love you, nahhhhh~

If you are what you wear, you better dress the part you want. A few lucky ladies can do no wrong. Their looks: perfection. And they've got accessories to match. But most girls get tired of the same old look. And they'll do anything to get the hot new piece on their arm.



And always remember, appearances can be deceiving. But whatever you wear, always dress to kill.
To Paris; A place for fashion.

I'm sorry for the way i talk to you all this while. I mean last while which may most probably hurts you. And sorry for your mom views too. Because for every mom, their children are of course the prettiest. Reasonable enough for asking you stop to text me. Its hard for me to explain but that is not who i am. You will get to know me. Everything. I don't mind because i trust you.


I just hope you would allow me to know you. Truely you.
To Paris; bonjour?

Within a relationship, you love each other. There is always some obstacles that you need to over come. When come to long distance relationship. Its even harder. Liking another person may just happen naturally yet it isn't something that you can control. But managing it is something really important that you should learn. It may be something that will irritate you. Make you felt guilty and betray. But you didn't as long as you didn't go for it. So don't worry nor have to avoid.


If you are thinking of going for it. Think twice. Think who is the best for you. Why you love your boyfriend/girlfriend at the first place. Why you choose him/her? The time you spend with him/her.You have two cup of coffee in front of you. One is a known mocha. Another one is a unknown. You know the mocha will taste great. But the unknown maybe bring you to the hospital as food poisoning. Who knows? For me. I'll choose the known mocha. As in because i know it will always suit my flavor. If you risk it, you may not like coffee anymore. :)

To Paris; Relationship, feeling are always complicated.

We just won't tell what we are up to. And we just won't show what we actually want. Even if we love someone, we tend to tell others that we like another one. It is because people tend to keep secret. That is what life is all about.


Yea, because its my secret. ♥
To Paris; something about us.

Skyping with our buddies. Nothing better to do. We adore each others. The way we talk the way we laugh at each others. Although is like 3am in Malaysia. The laughters just simply lighten the darkness. We love the way we play, the time we spend, we got the time but we are hungry! I'm hungry!
To Paris; lets skype again. :D

I'm still here. Haven't pack. Blogging. Thinking about foods. Foods. MORE FOOODS! SABAH I AM BACK TO EAT FOODDDD! What more can i do? I miss foodsss a lot. Mom is the best. She is the best cook ever. I am going to learn from her. I wanna be a guy that can cook an awesome dinner for my family. Laugh me all you want. I.D.O.N.T.C.A.R.E. By the way, although i say i hate girls and girls have disgusting heart. Yet, my mom is so unique and i love her more than anyone else on the earth. She never abandon me and the most important is that she love me before i love her. She always there for me when i need her. Pamper me when i cried. Hold me when i am falling. Slap me when i am lost. Hahaha. You are the best mom ever!!! :D


You are a successful mom. Mom. I love you.
To Paris; mommy's love.

Last night here in Subang, Malaysia. Going back Sabah. I miss the look of the sea. I just die for the fresh air. Girls with bikinis? Pretty girl? I just hate them so much. Girls with good personality is what i want. I'm not gonna miss anyone of them so whatever. And I gonna miss all the snacks and foodsss. They are my life sustaining resourses. Burning midnight oil? or maybe i just blog in the middle of the night. Nothing goes better than a cup of Caramel Macchiato. What can i say? Subang is the HEAVEN and Sunway is like HELL. I so gonna miss the life in Subang. Packing stuff gonna be my life tonight. Thinking about foods make my stomach grumbling.




Stories are gifts. We share. I share.
To Paris; coffee or tea? Me? Coffee definitely.

The feeling toward you were never mere. Once i feel malice to it. Yet now i admire it. I actually felt blissful toward the way you disgust about boys which make me feel secure. Girls like you deserve better.


I like you and you like me. The End.
To Paris; time is ticking.

I just simply love the way you smile. Even the simplest smile of yours. Within the shortest text that i had ever received. It makes me smile for the whole day just by looking at it. Say i am an idiot. But i know i am not. Because i adore you. Why? Because you hate boys. I'm weird. You are weird too. But i like you. You are more baby than me. You need someone to care about you more than himself. What about him? I think you can take good care of him pretty well. ;)

The smile of yours. Brighten my day.
You know who you are.
To Paris; DON'T SIT ON THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD!

I admitted. I love you once. I been with you once. I hold you tight once. I treasure you once. You hurt me more than once. I bear it more than once. This time is the worst i ever get but there is no difference either. I forgive for what you have done because its an unerasable past . I left you is neither because i don't love you anymore nor i hate you for what you have done. I left is because it is just time for me to go. You are the most painful reason i would think to stay. I'm trying to stop thinking of those hurtful memories so that i have no more nightmares. And I do think that i hate girls because of you. More than once because of you. I don't trust people more because of you. Once i also think of cheating other girls after this because of you. I'm not gonna do it yet i am not gonna tell you why. But if i fall for a girl again. I promise i will treat that girl simply the way she deserves it.


The promise.
To Paris; The love, the pain and the forgiveness.

Lies are what human do everyday. Bullshits are lie that never been caught wrong. Everyone lie just as (one of my friend) Hayley's stated. We lie to go into an university. We lie to let our parent felt happy and safe. We lie for something that makes people smile. We lie to get attention. We lie to make ourselves felt happy. There is a limitation toward the lie. Some lie are acceptable yet some don't. Things that cannot be kept as a lie must be taken out and explain. There is a truth behind every single lie. Don't ever forget that. Sometimes we just close both eyes and pretend we never see it. "Hurt" is the only one word that would always come after the word "lie". Tell 'em the truth, it maybe as hurting as the time they found out but it fade off as soon as they realize that at least you are honest to them once. Which is basically more than enough.


Actually, it doesn't fit. You're not happy because you have not enough.
Cheating is fun isn't it?
To Paris; We Hate Fake Prada.

A noodle filled stomach, thats my dinner. Snowflakes dessert just make my night even better. It tastes sweet sweeet sweeeeee~t. ♥ I may said that i don't like sweet stuff but the sweet potatoes are making me hunger for it. In my mouth, the little proportion of sweet potato and one small taroballs. They melt on the way down my tongue. I know they love me and they know how much i love them too. Only you can melt my heart now.





I wonder how i can live without nutrition.
To Paris; yummy!! :D

Global warming. Green earth? A joke. GW just a 21st century disease without a proper antibiotic. Yet only a small amount of pharmacy is employed to look for the cure. We hate the way human treat this world for their profit and goods. Ice is melting basically equal to no life. Stop global warming please! We had enough water!


For your own sake, i know you need your MARTINI.
To Paris; pub.

In the 30's, this is called romantic. I personally kinda love it. :)



In the 21st century, this what we call romantic..


(Is particularly the same as the 30's, what makes them different? Our romantic must have a bit of excitement i guess.)

What will it be after another few decades. I kinda get excited about it. Different people tend to have different view of romance. As me. I'm not gonna tell you. ♥

To Paris; Every History Of Romance.

The attachment between friendship. The joint between brothers and sisters. The link between couples. Bonding between children and their parent. Is all basically the same. Just how we take them. Money isn't aristocratic. But we all love money. Who doesn't? Richy rich's life which i adore yet been marked off. If you think you are rich enough to have everything. Think twice. You are not the only one. In the society nowadays, millionaire just simply common. So what are you? Nothing for me. I don't need your money because i have more than you do. Guess what. Pity you all. Sooner or later you gonna notice that you lose everything. All you left is a world with money and lies.


I am glad i still got you guys. I treasure you all forever from the bottom of my heart.
To Paris; De slightest things happened between me and you. ♥

Start a conversation with a "fcuk you" due to wanna be "homosexual"??
Why am i not surprise chee sing? xP
This is how u treat me all the time. Hahahaa. Because you just love me so much isn't it?
Guess lots of people don't know, he is my brother from another mother. x)

AND HE WANTED TO FCUK ME!!! I NEED PROTECTION!!

To Paris; actually we both are weirdo.

Night is still early. Why am i feeling so narcotic. Tonight clubbing ON or OFF? Guess i am yet decide. Alcoholic is not the way to hide from reality. Problem still need to be solve. Tiredness just a normal syndrome. Since when i am busy to you? Flirting or duck? Its hard for you to tell. Humanity? I'm not gonna talk about it.

Human's feeling just too irritating.
To Paris; Where everyone talk about romance.

I just can't do it without a proper confession to you. I adore you, Chuck Taylor. Never betray yet so gorgeous. Love ya FOREVAAARR!!

I wonder if i would ever live without you;
To Chuck Taylor, I LOVE YOU!

Today, you make me feel the yearning within me. Wonder if i ever cross your mind. Although that is the fact, yet i loathe the feeling for you. Stupidity never leave me because of the feeling that makes me feel so stupid.


Love always make us so stupid isn't it? ;
To Paris, crazy mumbo jumbo on the ride.

An irascible night is really irritating but took lunch at Sushi Zanmai really delight me. Not due to the menu but the aura. Gesture and gossip between two guys friend. Include me make us three little bitches. ;) I know my silence cause you both to hardly notice my existence. Yet I'm so gonna miss those time with you two. Evening comes, we have a plan but something came up. Calamity i could say. Pity the one. Those who know this know what i mean. Unable to comfort her. Serious compunctious. For me; now, left 7 days till my departure. Doleful heart.


All i left is memories;
To Paris, those moments.

You leave me, i let you go. You come back, i lock the door.

Quote -vis-

To Paris; The city without a proper door??? huh?

What if i'm the one for you, what if you are the one for me. If you are the one. Then us meeting here is fate. Although its the first time I've seen your face but there a chance we are soulmates. Picture me on one knee. With the perfect diamond ring. We just met, without a good impression at first but if you say "yes". We'd have our wedding on the beach with tonnes of flowers. It could happen, raise three kids. And grow old so happily. I know this may sound crazy. Don't know what tomorrow brings. But i'm still hoping that you are the one for me. What if I had you and what if you had me and what's the reason we can't fall in love?

I miss you;
To Paris; a city full with flower fragrance.