Gandhi?
Monnet? .... but he has nothing to do with Claude Monet .... sigh
Hirosue Ryoko, Namie Amuro, Nicanor Duarte Frutos? Who are these people?
Those who score 'A' will get to sit with me .... on the yellow bench
Gandhi?
Monnet? .... but he has nothing to do with Claude Monet .... sigh
Hirosue Ryoko, Namie Amuro, Nicanor Duarte Frutos? Who are these people?
Those who score 'A' will get to sit with me .... on the yellow bench
.... when I looked out through the window this morning!!!!
Sunset .....
Darkness ......
Good night everyone ......
Love - Larra
Hi everyone,
I am not sure what got into me, but I think I must been getting old .... only lately. Or is it PMS?!
While looking at the sunset on the balcony yesterday I somehow travelled down memory lane. How my life has changed. A lot! From a shy 'kampong' girl who only knew how to climb trees, walked barefoot in the paddy field (before the owner turned it into a pineapple farm), catched fish in the river near my house (but strange though - I must admit - I can't swim, I mean proper swiming! You can ask Herb! lol) or joined my mother and 'her group' collecting 'ulam' or fruits in the jungle (especially when it rained and my mother couldn't 'work' - she's a rubber tapper); To where I am today, a corporate lady!
What else that I want in my life? What would I do if I were suddenly to learn that I were to die at sunset today? Oops, enough ramblings ......
Actually when I was thinking about my last sunset, this idea came accross my mind. Remember our last "Your Own Story" blog (posted on 14 March 2007 and ended an 21 March 2007) ? So guys and girls here comes the time for "Your Own Story" again !!!! The only difference is that this time I'll pick the title of our story and that will be "THE LAST SUNSET" and the story begins with the following quotation by John Green Whittier. Have fun!
Touched by a light that hath no name,
A glory never sung,
Aloft on sky and mountain wall
Are God's great pictures hung.
How changed the summits vast and old!
No longer granite-browed,
They melt in rosy mist; the rock
Is softer than the cloud;
The valley holds its breath; no leaf
Of all its elms is twirled;
The silence of eternity
Seems falling on the world.
(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
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NOTE: More and bigger pictures of sunset on my Flickr.
Hi everyone,
I am sharing with you pictures taken last weekend during my trip to Johor Bharu (in Johor, the southern part of Malaysia) with my brother and his family.
Below is video taken at the hotel's garden, unfortunately the bird was very un-cooperative .
Hi everyone,
I was reading local newspaper while on train to work this morning and came acrros this article that somehow brought smile on my face (not sure why ).
This is what it all about (news from AFP):
It seems now spas across United States - from New York, to Miami, Los Angeles and Minneapolis - are currently promoting butt facials (some called it 'butt lift'), which promise to tighten, lift and tone the posteriors of clients eager to don their bathing suits and make an impression on the beach.
The treatment is part of a wave of non-invasive procedures spas have created to capitalise on clients who have money to spare and who are keen on taking care of every inch of their body.
Some treatments for the rearend focus on cleansing and detoxifying the skin, much like a regular facial. Others use micro-dermabrasion or microcurrent therapy to rid of the buttocks of cellulite deposites, acne and other skin problems.
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Penang Hill also known as Bukit Bendera is 830 meter high (2,750 foot) and it's much cooler than in the city below. It's about 3 degrees cooler than the places near the coast. Visitors can ascend to the top by either hiking up or by the funicular railway which has been operational since 1922. Apart from the cool, refreshing climate and the fantastic view at the summit, visitors can also view the picturesque bungalows, a beautiful flower garden and a bird park.
Maybe on the next visit we can try the walking track up the hill. It takes 4 hours to reach the top (but is recommended only for the more energetic.) The jungle trail begins at the 'moongate' at Jalan Air Terjun, approximately 300m from the Botanical Gardens entrance.
Anyway, during our last day in Penang we took a train up and down Penang Hill. We are unlucky because the Canopy Walk is temporarily closed.