Hello, hello, kopi and ice milo! -_-

Damn, I miss blogging.

First things first, got my hands on Arctic Monkeys' Humbug, well, I haven't really listen the entire cd carefully, but all I know is that their direction of music has changed, in my opinion. Their second album was definitely not like the first(Sporty said they were experimenting), and Humbug is also not like the first, so yeah, I conclude their making different music now. How I got attracted to them is definitely from the first catchy-electric(whatever you call it) songs from Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not. But before I continue making more comments about Humbug, I'm gonna go home and listen to it again, this time, much more carefully.

Remember how my mom dirtied my Diesel shoes? I thought of getting Vans just to, you know, make myself feel better, but then I got myself heels for Hari Raya first, it's ironic, I haven't got my outfit for Raya, but the shoes already there. Now contemplation comes in on whether I should get my hands on Vans, kaching kaching wise, it's not as easy.

Materials aside, broke fast with the regulars yesterday. I remember having bad pasta with my Spice Girls a long time back at Pizza Hut, well I got it again. Somehow the new pastas at Pizza hut looked tantalizing, but my Basil Crayfish Pasta tasted like expired-oily-mee-goreng. And no, I'm not exaggerating. Lasagne's still the best. And oh! Please try the food at Java Kitchen Food Republic @Vivo. I'm not really sure if it's authentic Indon food, but I can assure, it's yummy. $6 for a plate of cone-shaped yellow rice, served with keropok, chicken/beef rendang, friend ikan bilis and nuts, preserved vege, potato balls and the spicy sambal!

And school's starting January. I did some calculations and stuff, yada here yada there, I think by the time I reach 26, I should be happy and successful, insya'allah. It's scary to be eventhinking of that age man, but I know someday I'll be that old, so why not! Because it's ok to dream, whether you're 3 or 93.