randoms over the past week at home from my phone.
monday. at the airport. cute elderly couple in matching tees. and a whole bunch of their friends somewhere behind us wearing the same thing; women in red sleeves, men in blue, too cute!
tuesday. near our house. famous taman bandaraya curry mee, the portion just right for breakfast.
wednesday. at grandparents' house. xiaoxiao sunbathing on the counter top and obsessively watching the ceiling fan turn.
thursday. grandparents' kitchen table. grandpa's bak kut teh, I.WANT.MORE.
friday. my room. the bag that i have been craving for since last month, thank you dear :)
saturday. on the driveway outside our porch. dead fly/bug/bee, look at the colours of its wings!
sunday. today on the bus back from penang to sunway. individual tv set that has a choice international and local movies (step up 2, hongkong/taiwanese/malaysian films, documentaries (discovery/national geographic) and music, and chicken rice, and hot milo, and complimentary bottle of water; so worth the 60bucks.
monday. at the airport. cute elderly couple in matching tees. and a whole bunch of their friends somewhere behind us wearing the same thing; women in red sleeves, men in blue, too cute!
tuesday. near our house. famous taman bandaraya curry mee, the portion just right for breakfast.
wednesday. at grandparents' house. xiaoxiao sunbathing on the counter top and obsessively watching the ceiling fan turn.
thursday. grandparents' kitchen table. grandpa's bak kut teh, I.WANT.MORE.
friday. my room. the bag that i have been craving for since last month, thank you dear :)
saturday. on the driveway outside our porch. dead fly/bug/bee, look at the colours of its wings!
sunday. today on the bus back from penang to sunway. individual tv set that has a choice international and local movies (step up 2, hongkong/taiwanese/malaysian films, documentaries (discovery/national geographic) and music, and chicken rice, and hot milo, and complimentary bottle of water; so worth the 60bucks.
back to media audiences research proposal that's staring to feel weird like i'm doing it wrong.
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