it's saturday already.
i have eight hours more to go before i get my butt off this chair.
shesshh, i guess there are some stuffs i'm suppose to do before heading off to domodevo airport.
yup, i'm heading there, to fetch abah and mama!
no kidding!
*wink wink*

so, here's my plan for this blog.
my pictures are going to be my storyteller for the next 18days.
it might be at my flickr account, or maybe just here.
or maybe not.
plus, i'm not sure if i'm getting my hands on this keyboard typing since bro and i had this rough-and-ready plan on bringing abah and mama around moscow like tomorrow will end.
i guess the only way is the old-school way; the diary!

we have asked the permission from the weatherman to give us a shelter from the cold chilly wind but mama had been missing her snow flakes after our last eurotrip many years ago.
oh, i'm wishing for the sun to shine on my days left here!

erm, anip, how was it?
guess that winter won't be your major problem anymore!
=)

rooms of opportunity.
doors of them that are left ajar.
people who has flourished leaves trail for us.
maybe some of you did try to get past it, but the door keep slamming on your face.
nah, it's okay to take chances.
that's way better off than those who keep silence, pretending that their brain is some kind of a machine intelligence!
hey, i'm a dork too, you know!
(no, some of you don't)

sometimes i felt guilty for i may not know what i want even at the age of reaching the Sweet 21.
*hint hint*
(lama lagi, k)
i often fly-by-night.
misplace, misunderstood, miscommunication.
i might not even realize the 'paku payung' got stuck at my foot til a friend saw blood dripping and those stains just scares her off.
yes, i'm kidding.

got my point?
i don't think so.

some people have their own way
well, i did it my way..

forgive me for the midnight craziness.
i'm just too exited to sleep!
yeay!

i got to get some rest.
the days ahead will put my energy off as soon as i get myself on bed these coming nights.
bear with me readers.
i'll try to keep myself update here.

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(family's first!)

p.s: Happy Holidays people!