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So i am back here in my comfort zone where rolling around the carpet, ramen for dinner, and weird monologues with myself is considered normal. I do miss the small tiny town where sunsets are marmalade in colors and nights are filled with la familia watching old shogun japanese movies (dad's current obsession).

I know i've always brag about how i love staying home alone. So, here are a few skeletons in my closet :)

Coffee in the mornings and green tea in the evenings has become a ritual for yours truly. Oh, the color pen from Typo just happened to be there.

Pretty much still absolutely horrible at it. It takes Faisal an hour just teach me how to strum to Zee's Is This The End. Talk about being the perfect slow learner.

The wooden lady is a tribe in Burma and a part of Thailand. And the momiji doll was a gift from dearest Hana.

The one the left is from Korea, a present given by Farisman then followed by the cheeky ol' leperchaun that hails all the way from Dublin given by the sweet Zureen and the classic elegant japanese doll from Japan (obviously) was a gift from gorgeous Diyana

The one thing i cannot live without. This Smena Symbol came all the way from Russia and i am still a noob at how she works.

I am thinking of doing another cook out for my dear friends. Probably a themed party this time :)

p.s+ i've been stuffing to cupcake chic's red velvet for two days in a row. Guess i really do miss you.