♫ ♪ ♫ ♪Of sneakers,cheesecakes & bunny love

Thanks Baby Wombat for the surprise. Even if I misunderstood your intentions at first. Ah, blame it on my obsession over you or whatever. Period.

My family loved it. Especially bro, because my mum is very health conscious so we rarely eat sweets, cakes or whatever diabetic contributor's. Her philosophy is driving me insane but yea. Got used to it.

Dear blog

Dear blog,

    From now on I have the intention to call you as it is & as it suppose to be since the first man or woman (avoids sexism), had ever came up with the idea of self preservation of one's memory & part of one's memoir in a time capsule, diary, engraving, tomb stones & whatever else we decided to call you.

Dear diary,

    Was once what we called you when we find the need or practically urge to share our deepest darkest & brightness secrets with someone. & yet faced with the uncertainty whether our secret is well kept & safe in another or if our joy will ever be acknowledged by another as approving without having seeming as boasting, in other words showing off.

    I once asked myself what is the meaning of diaries & the replacement of it with blogs?

It used to be so personal & secretive, mysterious. Even suppose to be a taboo to be reading other's diary. I mean, come on, who wants your big nosed brother sneaking into your thoughts.

    In another words, do you want your frienemy to ''catch up'' some good times?

& yet there's this wonderful sense of sharing that none of us could truly well explain or put it down in words.

    Surely this feeling has cropped up in every blogger's mind : Why blog when there's something as a diary?

    No. Really, why? Apart from the technical answer of, ''Oh, it's easier to transfer photos''

                                                                                   ''Typing is faster for me"

                                                                                   ''Umm..it ... last forever?

    Sorry, I think you missed the part where you could opt for: only author could view the blog.

I myself find it rather vague to answer this type of question that popped up, & yet I'm loving every second of the idea of blogging & sharing.

One thing I'm sure though:

There's no definition for blogging.

♫ ♪ ♫ ♪Sunway University College's Canopy Walk

    So if you are wondering, yup I'm ALIVE !!! Been MIA with all the massive studies for the finals that's cropping up reaaAl soon. Actually planned to not blogged for a month but then this guilty feeling kept nudging me. So here. Not really a fancy-pansy post, just a short update.

Being a maniac on sunglasses, definitely love this one from Fullhouse. Kim bought it for only RM15.

Yup so she drove us to Taylor to study at their library. Need I say more? Their library is like the bomb. 5 floors, high ceiling, glassed from top to toe, full of books that you will ever need or could ever program into your cerebrum.

If Sunway don't think up of something to revamp their library I'm saying sayonara. Hoho..

Hey hold up! At least they did something awesome:

(Credits to Karhoe for providing the pics & Sunway Facebook page too)

The start of Sunway Canopy Walk.

There's escalator too gals! No need worry about high heels or whatsoever, yeah! (even though I have only wear heels twice in my life).

Yeah! & according to Karhoe when we have 45 minutes break we can literally walk to pyramid to lunch. Well you know what, I reckon if we puff up some speed & ran a little, 30 minutes for Sushi would be a breeze. No prob!

Oh great! Look at how Taylor decided to spell the words shops haha..

Previously I was kinda envious of Taylors having awesome shops opening there, Starbucks, Baskin Robbins, Subway, (Famous Amos soon) etc!

But now Sunnies Students get the whole mall ! Japanese cuisine, Western food, fast food, you name it. Heck, I can even run to Popular or MPH bookstore if I had stationery emergencies.

The entire Pyramid car park is also accessible to Sunny Students. Wow, way to kill two birds with a stone. No, a flock of birds sounds better.

Or even.. use the Pyramid's loo for the fun of it. Okay forget that, but that's how near it really is.

P.s: Sunway University College would be almost perfect if they had Taylor's library, which is still no doubt breath taking to me. *Winks*



♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Just Being A Cancer

Jeez these few days I'm so bored... like I'm gonna explode any time due to the over whelming boredom within me. So I set a date with my long lost buddy. No pictures of her though. *Hmph! * she so shy lah...Haha mostly the pic we took was her blocking the camera.

Will at least convert her into a semi-cam-whorer soon. BWAHAHA..

Waiting on bench in college for my friend to tumpang. Don't blame me for Cam-whoring.

Hoho! I don't have some fancy I-phone to entertain myself with awesome games. *Sob*! The camera I have is the only machine I could find bearable to play with that time. Internet in college is not exactly a speedy speedo. & I'm bored with the games I downloaded into my phone.

I love carnivals & fun-filled places filled laughters. Parties, Fun-fair! (ohmigawd, my favourite) etc. & interacting with other people is the norm essence for fun, especially if you are a teenager. Socializing is just in our blood right?

But sometimes I don't know why I prefer to just be laid back & just look at the surroundings or in the matter of fact, look at the  world in a literally third person's perspective. As though watching & merely observing. Take a step back & just feel.

Perhaps its healthy to be alone to revive about moments you cherish so much. Or reflecting on certain stuff you seem to cant get it out of chest.

In other words I just chill out or a.k.a zone out.
Virtually zoning in & out when the need arrives.
When it gets too hectic it's great to just stop to smell the flowers!!! 

This post is brought to you by a Cancer. Canceraninans do tend to get back into their pink shells from time to time to emotionally charge themsleves. A good point to take note.

Cheerio~!

♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Eat Pray Love

Earth...toOooo...

Earth to NicoleEEEtteee

Earth to Nicolette. Bip...bip...bip...

Yup, that's definitely my brain calling me. I have been switched off for sometime if anyone of you noticed. It's like I'm disconnected from the motherboard of my cerebrum.  Something is off-ed. Whether physically, spiritually, or emotionally.

& HEY ! What do you know? I found this travel brochure according to the eat-pray-love book that I fancy so breathlessly:

 Synopsis:

(At 32 years old, Elizabeth Gilbert was educated and had a home, a husband, and a successful career as a writer. However, she was unhappy in her marriage and often spent the night crying on her bathroom floor.

In the midst of an affair, she separated from her husband and initiated a divorce, which he contested. The affair continued for some time but did not work out, leaving her devastated and alone. While writing an article on yoga vacations in Bali, she met a ninth-generation medicine man who told her she would come back and study with him.

After finalizing her difficult divorce, she spent the next year traveling around the world. She spent four months in Italy, eating and enjoying life (Eat). She spent four months in India, finding her spirituality (Pray). She ended the year in Bali,Indonesia, looking for "balance" of the two and found love (Love) in the form of a dashing Brazilian factory owner.

 Gilbert paid for the trip with an advance she received on the book she already planned to write, and "Eat, Pray, Love" is the result.)

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!!!! read finish?
CAn you believe it? It's actually like  a real life journal written by Elizabeth Gilbert herself. It's literally a 2006 memoir by American author Elizabeth Gilbert. Now it has became a book turn major film.

If I am not a tinsy bit somehow inspired. I don't know what does.

Okay, by meaning inspired that means:

1.
making more regular weird stunts on Miss Yogi ( my yoga mat). I reckon that my yoga mat must be a woman because it's way inappropriate to say Mr.Yogi. It'll be like doing weird stunts on a man. Okay, just wash out that previous image from your head & move on...

2.
enjoy more exotic food. Really 'taste' life. That means more restaurant reviews I guess. & not to the extent to over eating.

A famous cook once said that: "The true enjoyment of food is to taste the dish rather than merely eating." Was it Jamie Oliver?

3.
Hmm..the love part I'm not so sure though. Let's just let it take it's natural course.

Plus I cant get over these:

I'm like WOW. when the first moment I saw these.

Somebody just pull the trigger already!!! I totally dig the Lancome's eat-pray-love set. A major treat for pampering in bathtub while rereading the eat-pray-love book over & over & over.

I love it.Totally going old school indie for me. So east-india-ish.

They say these bags are designers bags & it worth like more than few thousand. Well it looks pretty much like our country's Sarawak & Kadazan design! & it only cost a few bucks. Yeah ! I love Malaysia!

All right that's all, hope all girls can start their own eat-pray-love adventure!
cheerio~!

♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Knee Hair

Okay as I was studying like a lori driver ( one leg held up on chair, looking all ungirly or whatsoever), I took notice of this one tinsy bit of problem.

A freaking knee hair !!!
Twins !!!
I'm not a guy ! So why do I have kneeeEEEe HAIR?
Okay my left leg is totally smooth with no sign of hair. No shave needed all my life or the hell of waxing. Phew~

But then my right leg is suppose to be the same happy condition too right? WRONG !
I know I sound paranoid, but a serious looking strand came poking out. It may not be visible to others but if you stare real hard there they are. The twins strand.

They serve no purpose at all, let alone have any amazing features. But it does make me stare at them & wonder where the hell these 2 came from!!!

The good news is, it came off when I fumbled it gently. Another evidence that it does not serve any purpose at all except for scaring me I guess.

The twin knee hair went like " Peekaboo! I'm hEERreee!! I exist !!! '' Then later it just came out. Just like that. What the hell???!!!

P/s: Those hair removal cream company probably notice these weird characteristic of knee hair & pretend to formulate something up by mixing something that would 'disturb' them causing them to go away.

Don't buy those cream girls, unless its a must. I mean really, if you must. For leg or knee competition or whatever.

Studious Apple !!!

Meet my study pal ! Studious Apple! Mum got this back from feng shui shop few years back & I placed it on my study table! I notice I'm using exclamation because I need motivation!

Gotta stop procrastinate !!! *HOot Hoot* !!!!

Off to study! Only back when after exam. Hee!!!

Cheerio~!

♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Nicolettegold.blogspot.com

Hmm..I decided to change back to 'nicolettegold.blogspot.com' instead of 'halfnakedlatte.blogspot.com' for easier search I guess. Or maybe I just felt like it.

Fickledey fickle haha!

I don't know why but I prefer to Google up something instead of typing their http://. It's like if I want to find something, I would just say Google it up lah. Hey try Google-ing this & that & blah.

One could not deny the power of Google! 

 Jeng Jeng Jeng. Google is awesome! I will not think twice about others. Nope not even going to consider.

Mr.W loves Yahoo though! *psst* He is old-fashioned.

Until nest time. Cheerio~!

♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Fresh Start

                                                                              

Well basically I didn't really give much thought about blogging until recently as in really commit to it. It's like umm do i even have the time & determination. I already have a blogger account since January 2010 but din't really post anything up. So all the previous post is actually like just nostalgia posting. But what the heck! I'm just blogging whenever I feel like it. Jeng Jeng Jeng... August 16 is the real date I blog whole heatedly! ( I guess ;P) Cheerio! Just wanna have fun~