candy-coated & covered

so as some of you may know, i have had an anonying, reddish, dry, tempting to scratch-the-hell-out-of rash on the sides of my mouth these few days. don't go all eww-y on me i tell you, why?KARMA, muahaha. yeah, anyways it ended in me calling a very blur mum & daddy

calls mum - *no one answers*

calls daddy - yessss

cheyenne - DADDY!!!i need to talk to mummy!!

daddy - why?

cheyenne - just put her on!

daddy - just tell me!

cheyenne - aiyah, you know right my....*as i was gonna continue*

daddy - nah mummy

cheyenne - -.-

mummy - yes?

cheyenne - mummy!mummy!you know right...*as i babble about how the rash got worse for about 3 minutes*

mummy - who are you?

cheyenne - i am your daugther!!

mummy - ohhhh.....which one?

cheyenne - -.-! cheyenne?!

mummy - oohhhh what lah i have 3 girls okay and you all sound the same

sighhhh, anyways ivan had a halloween party and it was in this fancy pancy place in valencia all porsche-bmw ridden. get my drift? when it was time to pick ivan and poor sally who had to tag along, we came across swarms of kids of all ages trick-or-treating in outfits ranging from the typical devil-sh monster suits to sugar-coated angels. it made me wanna get out of the car, put on a suit and join them so badly. and i saw the most adorable-est thing ever, it was a ang-moh baby about 3 years of age, his suit? a black speedo as a beach boy. when i saw him, i got the magnetic-y feel in my fingers to go straight and pinch his cheeks. seeing those kids and thinking what would happen to them if they were to be doing the same thing in eng ann/klang. hah! the media would have loads to cover on missing kids.

voila.

lace up your shoes, ay oh ay oh-oh.

fun-filled evening,halloween browsing~

funkaytouuwnn

dame edna anyone?

yee-haw

icing over a secret pain, you know you don't belong

Listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers, they may cause you tears
Go ahead release your fears,
Stand up and be counted, don't be ashamed to cry
You gotta be, you gotta be bad, you gotta be bold you gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger, you gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together

Don't ask no questions, it goes on without you

Leaving you behind if you can't stand the pace

The world keeps on spinning

You can't stop it, if you try to

This time it's danger staring you in the face
All I know, all I know, love will save the day

i should really try taking my own advice sometime, eh heh

it takes two to make a thing go right, it takes two to make it outta sight. hit it!

a far cry from the usual "i'm gonna have you for breakfast" look.

i love me daddy!

sun's up, a little after twelve

sharpie is love~

copa copacabana~

her name was Lola, she was a showgirl,

with yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there,

she would merengue and do the cha-cha,

and while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar,

across a crowded floor, they worked from 8 'till 4,

they were young and they had each other,

who could ask for more?

~ha-cha-cha-cha~

sparing you with the above, ms.tan called againnnn. exam in two weeks = absent students stressing their eyeballs out to study. that makes sense doesn't it? either that or she's just oh-so-loverly. she was wondering about her star student's whereabouts too hmm ron? >). dear ol' cynthia.

dreams cast into the sky, sweet beginnings do arise

mind the pictures below. it was taken as an excuse for putting of having to hit the books. a mish 'n' mash with anything i could find closest to the table was used,voila...
ahhh my old friends. only thing they needed from me was battery changes/charges. otherwise, perfect company, entertainment and a chuckful of memories.

anyhoo, slumberland beckons. nighty-night

i'm living on cloud nine in champagne dreams

mooncake festival '09

i don't know why, but this looks to me like tiny armless stick people hightailing it another one bites the dust~C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E song~