Ahh, my milo is HOT. Why am I on the computer on such an ungodly hour of 8:13 a.m. in the morning?
Well, I woke up at 7, but decided to wake up after rolling around the bed for minutes that seems like hours&hours, and use the computer before my brother gets his ass secured to the seat in front of the computer. And, right after I sat down, my brother came down from the stairs and stopped halfway and looked at the computer, I was observing *coughs*, and he looked stunned, i guess. That's because he didn't move for a few seconds, or was it just me? Maybe I was exaggerating. Excuse me if the spelling is off. The bloody size of the words on the computer is massively tiny, and I couldn't do anything about it.

Oh okay, better now. I shifted everything to notepad. Ain't I just bright?

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OKIE.

Well, I was browsing through and saw some few india photo's taken two days ago.

Feast yourself;

The huge indian gate. It was the cleanest part of the city. yep.

Minister's office

Old palace. Local people pays about RM5 to go in, tourist pays RM25. Nuts.

The gigantic,pretty mosque. We couldn't get in because it's prayer's time.

The street nearby the mosque. It's the worse ever. It's hectic sh*t.

A restaurant we went, the united cafe or something. It was a nice place. A little parisian-indian glamour. It's a bar. A nice one. So yeah, the chocolate cake was heaven-ly. The calories contained is devilish.

I had a rather funny interesting dream just now, it was weird, nice but ugly dream. I was rather disturbed when I woke up. Ugh.

I'm pretty comfortable over here. These is tv & english channels, and some dvds too, watched piratesII y'day, and there's a small garden on the top of the house and everything is tidy. Great housekeeper and driverS. They have good manners. And there is great shopping with great stores internationally that I don't think there is in M'sia. And the jeans are cheaper. :)