:: Umm... wow. Okay, I'll get my dad to call your dad ::

I have heard of deportation of foreigners.  Deportation of religious objectors and criminals.  

But never have I heard of deportation of a person for having a gorgeous face, long lusty eyelashes, a dreamy tan, bright brown eyes, just enough facial hair, well-developed muscular physique  and a manly chest like no other.  

Omar Bokan or something his name was, was being deported from Riyadh Saudi Arabia for being too handsome.  

I suppose its a threat to men in Saudi Arabia.  Maybe they should impose 'niqab' wearing on men too.  

Ingat tu saudara saudara, nak masuk Saudi kena pakai 'niqab'. 

Well ladies, here's another picture of him.  To substantiate that HE IS GORJES!!!

 

:: And I Love You Too ::

I just found this today in my bag. My mommy's day present from Alyssa. 4 shoes, none comes with its pair.

Well, it's the thought that matters.

Love you too sweetie.

:: I already forget how I feel about you ::

I'm having my usual peanut butter and jelly sandwich moment.

I was reading some stuff on Quora where I reached mindfuck movies lists. Most of it has 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind' on their list along someother like Sin City, Seven, Primer and Memento which I've watched none but Sin City.

I am overly excited to know more about this eternal sunshine movie that I googled only to find that this movie somehow is getting too familiar as I read through and through. I mustav discovered it from somewhere before but I couldn't recall where from. And it gives me hibbie jibbies thinking of having a spotless mind.

You can erase someone from your mind, getting rid of them from your heart is another story.

And it's 3.40 a.m. over where I'm at.

:: Marry me? ::

One of my girlfriends came to me feeling disappointed about her wedding proposal.  In fact she's been poutingly telling everybody how unromantic he was.

It was a low-key proposal while she had expected something more of a.... classy.

I remember how Alyssa's dad did his.  It was just after two months knowing him. I misplaced my car keys and he helped me finding them. As I reached for the keys he was holding, he held back a little and grabbed em in his palm and said 'Marry me! You obviously need me.' 

I laughed as I thought he was, you know, men, they just love toying around. Make you fell you are in cloud 9. Make you believe like he'll be there when you need him. You know, bulls stuff like that.

Then he repeated it again in a deep low note, 'Marry me. I need you.'

I knew then after, he was dead serious.

It wasn't really romantic to some when I was asked about how I was asked. He didn't even have a ring with him or gotten down on his knees. But it didn't really matter. 

I don't even mind if its just a Grey's Anatomy's post-it-note kinda proposal.  It was cute enough. Like the picture here.

Perfume vials I received today. Not a proposal though. I wish, but no.

::Oh! Baby!::

Look at the patty.

And the lettuce.

And those pickles.

With sesame bun!