Full House, Sunway Pyramid.

Went to Full House, Sunway Pyramid recently. It was fine. A so-so eating place. At least to me. The price was affordable to what we eat. I took the lunch package, which includes the spaghetti carbonara, mushroom soup, ice lemon tea & cute little cake for dessert & it's only cost me rm 16 excluding the tax. The layouts & decoration are gorgeous which make us feel so comfortable eating there & it's a worth pay of visit I should say. This cafe is actually inspired by the Korean drama series, Full House & the owner is a Korean too! You can just go & try what they offered. maybe to me, it's a so-so. Who knows, for you, it's beyond wallaa! but, there's one thing, they serve you in small potion. 

The menu is in comical illustration.

Those are for sale.

Those as well.

They sell clothes too.

My spaghetti I had. Forgot to take pictures of other food we had.

The counter.

and, you'll find this at the entrance.

Youth Festival

InsyaAllah. I'll be there this Friday. So, those who's going, don't forget to get your free pass. Just visit the website and fill in what need to be filled. And tadaaaa! You've gotten the pass! So, don't forget! Have fun you guysss!

The biggest loser in shape

That's sound more like me. As i still consider round as a shape. 


Ma, i'm not a perfect daughter. I know that i broke your heart so many times. Please forgive me ma. I LOVE YOU MA. I'M SORRY. 


by: Sylvia Plath
You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time---
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statue with one grey toe
Big as a Frisco seal

And a head in the freakish Atlantic
Where it pours bean green over blue
In the waters off beautiful Nauset.
I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du.

In the German tongue, in the Polish town
Scraped flat by the roller 
Of wars, wars, wars.
But the name of the town is common.
My Polack friend

Says there are a dozen or two.
So I never could tell where you
Put your foot, your root,
I never could talk to you.
The tongue stuck in my jaw.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.
Ich, ich, ich, ich,
I could hardly speak.
I thought every German was you.
And the language obscene

An engine, an engine
Chuffing me off like a Jew.
A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.
I began to talk like a Jew.
I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna
Are not very pure or true.
With my gypsy ancestress and my weird luck
And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
I may be a bit of a Jew.

I have always been scared of *you*,
With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
And your neat mustache
And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You---

Not God but a swastika
So black no sky could squeak through.
Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not
Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they stuck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.
And I said I do, I do.
So daddy, I'm finally through.
The black telephone's off at the root,
The voices just can't worm through.

If I've killed one man, I've killed two---
The vampire who said he was you
and drank my blood for a year,
Seven years, if you want to know.
Daddy, you can lie back now.

There's a stake in your fat, black heart
And the villagers never liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always *knew* it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.

*Plath was resolving her undesired anger to her dad. How could her. But, we never know what her dad did to her. Admire Plath much!*

a must go before die place;


The biggest Disnyeland among all Disneylands. I have been to Hong Kong's which is surely does not the biggest & i beyond thrill already. What if I get the chance to go to Orlando? Ohh myy, it's so going to the first on my list. Dream big with my next to-go trip. ;DDD