Quantum of Solace

I've been tagged by Sham and the deal is I have to use Google Image to search the answers to the 13 questions below. I have to choose a picture in the first page of the results, and post it as my answer. Here it goes... I am... an I really want to go...to Bikini Bottom and meet my hero My favorite place.......... My fav things are.............. and.... My fav drink is..... My fav food are... and... My fav colour is ........ I live in..... I was born in............. I attended....... and My fav story is............ These are my hobbies........... and.............. And I definitely wish for.......... more of these... and... p/s: I'm being very vain.... kan

I was in a meeting juggling to keep my sanity intact while shooing away the lividness that been covering myself lately when this particular senior guy asked me “Dari J** you sorang je ke?” I answered yes. He smirked and then uttered some words of sarcasm towards the organization I was representing (or was it to me?). Even if I’m very determined to retort back with an equally sarcastic way, somehow I just swallowed the words that I was nearly about to blurt out. I looked directly to him in the eyes instead, and gave him the sweetest smile that I can managed that time. Yey! I thought I saw a hint of disappointment in him as he quickly turned his attention to someone else. He failed to put me down. Then the meeting started. However towards the end of the meeting he gave his second shot towards my organization (or was it me again?) even though it was totally irrelevant and for God’s sake we did have people from the other *****try as well in the meeting! This time I was really at edge and t

I don’t really know what’s happening to me, but I haven’t been quite myself lately. Everything doesn’t feel right. And I hate being in this situation. And it’s not that time of the month… I don’t know how to describe about what I’m feeling right now and I don’t really quite sure what’s causing it. I’m just emotionally not here nor there. I’m neither happy nor sad. I’m not tensed nor too relax. I don’t want to be alone but I don’t want to be surrounded with people. I just feel empty. Aimless. I feel like a robot, carrying my duty and responsibility as a worker, daughter, whatsoever without having any feeling and putting so much thinking into it at all. I hate my own guts. I guess I got a word to describe it - Floating – I guess that’s the word. I’m floating, my mind is floating.

I have a confession to make – even at this age, I still love watching cartoons. I’m not referring to Manga here or any of the canggih type - but the ol’ school one. I admit of being in front of the TV watching Sponge Bob Square Pants (Patrick adalah makhluk dengan personaliti yang sangat interesting!), Chibi Maruko Chan (version manusia pun ada gak kat 8TV dulu, tapi now dah takde dah ), Pingu, Bob The Builder (kenapa agaknya kartun suka guna nama Bob?) And of course kartun yang mature sket – Futurama. Dulu-dulu TV3 used to view this show. I used to follow “Afterworld” – however I’m not really sure whether it can be considered as a cartoon, coz the series are so damn serious and deep- just my type. Unlike the usual cartoon that depends so much on the action, Afterworld wasn’t so much of the action – in fact most of the time they used still photos – but the strength lies in voice talents as it was a narrative type of story. But I haven’t seen if for quite sometimes now, so dah los

"You make me laugh, you make my heart wound, But it feels good, when you are around"