Not so semi-significant anymore.

Sometimes I feel like if I took picture of every semi-significant thing I do I might actually miss out on a real, special moment.

Bad, bad, bad blogger!

Taking pictures is such a time-consuming activity, especially when you want to capture something properly. Maybe I should stop relying on my phone so much, it’s actually pretty useless as a camera and it’s putting me off from taking pictures :P

That said, here are some pictures taken by my phone of semi-significant moments which I have made significant because they have appeared on my blog:

# – G vs pink chair.

We were at this restaurant in SS2. I think G was mostly sitting in the air while trying to avoid breaking the tiny pink chair. The chairs were small even by my standard.

We’re avoiding the restaurant until they change the furniture. You don’t know how important it is to eat without worrying about falling on your ass with your mouth full, after breaking a chair until you’re on the verge of pulling one.

# – Breakfast.

Smoked salmon & omelette on toasts made by G for me. Just cause it was so tasty :)

# – I will break your face.

Got it while idling in a shopping mall waiting for Sherlock Holmes 2 to start. Movie was meh, ring’s awesome. I never really wore rings but since wearing a rock, I feel like my fingers are a little too bare. Weird but true.

Besides the aesthetics, I find the design incredibly practical should anyone try to nick my rock. Rest assure I will use it properly if it comes down.

# – The spaceship has landed.

Inherited this curious thing from my momsy. If you don’t know what it is, it’s an old school hair steamer. When I was young, I used to stick my entire head into it to steam my face. It’s nice.

Mom gave it to me in preparation for my wedding. She thinks I should steam my hair in cream and stuff to make it beautiful and shiny when I walk down the aisle. Thanks mom.

Just checked to see whether my entire head still fits inside. It does. Once again I am plagued by worries as to why my head hasn’t grown in size.

For the love of stinky, gooey yellow substance with some pepper and soy sauce.

BF drove like a mad man to Cameron Highlands that we reached there 1.5 hours before everybody else. So we slept in the car right opposite Starbucks in Tanah Rata till one of his friends knocked on the car window. Now the whole world knows what my face looks like when I sleep. I think my mouth always opened one, actually I don’t want to know. Seeing all of them have cameras, I hope none of them took any picture of me with my mouth opened and saliva flowing down my chin on the side -_-

Waking up at such ungodly hours in the morning made me cranky mad woman, but if I were fed properly, started bad can also end well.

And the best thing to feed me is none other than soft-boiled eggs. Who love soft boiled eggs? I do! If I could eat them for breakfast everyday I would.

Toast and soft-boiled eggs.

I love it with my toast, over my rice, noodles & steak.

But above all I love it most on its own <3

And because it makes me so strong I can carry this ginormous lens that weighs about 20kilos (for like 10seconds) and cost the price of a small car.

This is not a filler because I love soft-boiled eggs that much it deserves a dedicated post :P