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*the road i used to live at in Essex*


..and again, i woke up too late that the sun had tilted to another part of my pie chart time.
my biological clock has run.
it used to be a big matter to me.
now, i have turned the leaf over and see what overcomes me.

who is that Kelabit guy?
i had put in wonder, but it's no use one way or another.
for an instance, critics do come in whatever way and i guess i was learning that i'll take it positively.
not like yesterday's incident at Ramstor Kapitol.
one main reason not to let me die down here in Russia.
and of course, coming back here after almost two-damn-thrilling weeks in London made me realized that there is no more place for manners and civilities in todays generation.

my fear of landing is still there.
how i wish to be above the layers of clouds, watching the sun rise and fall for hours and hours.
i love the fact that flying around the globe is my thing.
i would not speak a single word unless i'm being asked.
i kept to myself, getting everything done by others.
i let things rest where they fell, be it the sounds, the sights, the impressions.
that, if you put me next to the window pane.
and because, i knew my own thoughts and feelings without needing to explain.

nights in London, overlooking Hyde Park at the corner of the Lancaster Gate underground, i see people in two-storey buses trying hard to express their state of mind which they couldn't have invented themselves.
i guess i had been dreaming too much.
people locked themselves in their language.
waiting for something impossible as if like it is going to explode in the sky of their own attention.
i hate that fact.

i was taut in anger when somebody is over the limit of my level-headed.
i can laugh for hours, and i can also weep in that very minute.
i do no want to be in the reflection of my own.
it put me in an image into a deeper space behind me.
it's like watching a sweating can of gaseous drink on the table.
condensation streaked down the side of the can.
and oh, the spilling of the sugar when i wanted to sweetened my coffee seems glittering having caught by the sun ray.

i am missing the days walking along the Oxford Street with mama, holding bags of clothes, sipping the coffee brewed by the barista at one of the cafes near the underground.
holidays i filled with gigglings with siblings, helping mama with her delicious servings, not forgetting abah's camera-freak pictures uploading into my external hard disk.
6000 plus of pictures since the Moscow tour till the end of our UK tour from three different cameras.
how wonderful is the technologies nowadays.
and i left that disk on the table in big bro's apartment. no kidding.
depress a lil.
*sheesshh*

i'm gaining weight. haha..
lunch at Satay House at Edgware Road, Salwa's restaurant with different types of hot spicy curry, tasting the marvelous infamous Italian dishes (thanx for the dinner big bro!) along the Oxford Street, not to mention the brunch we had in a Romanian Cafe at Gatwick Airport served by a Malaysian part-timer working there.
and our breakfast is always simple.
Posh Fish serves the most original fish and chips in Oxford.
gee, who wouldn't miss that!

going out and into London, sat nav was really helping out avoiding traffics plus the congestion charge was exempted!
phew, ( Toyota's Prius Hybrid car ) was something.

fyi, no pics could be uploaded till i got back my exernal.
gosh, that would only be this coming summer!
urrghh...

p.s: mira, ileena, amy, li suen.. sorry tak sempat jumpe.

6 of you spilled!:

Anonymous said...

Hello..dh blk dh yer? hehe i'm sure u had a lot of fun there.One day I'll also go back to my childhood place in Park Road, Glasgow, Scotland!

.layla tumaisuri. said...

nabil: it was extremely fun, y'know!
lets go back there one day!
:)

Anonymous said...

im gaining couple of kilos too.. =D
bahagia kot! hahaha

who's the kelabit guy btw?

AmiE said...

salam..

layla!!!*hugs tightly smpi layla tak ley nafas*.

miss u lots..and kte x bump into each other pun ms jln2 dkt london kan..

i'm gaining weight too..3 kilos..haha..

did someone criticizing u?..well whoever it is ignore them.if it is something positive or something that can change u to be a better person, than it might be worth taking notes, but if it isn't don't let their words affecting u ok?

always on your side.go Layla..;)..

mr.identity said...

awkk..wahh best nyee g sana..nak ikut gak laaa....

ileena said...

dear...yea!!best gile kan going back to the old places;):)
btw, make sure dtg nizhny for the games tau:)
i'll bring you around insyaallah!

get me outta here!

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