night of broken glass by
ahermin and greyson chance
waiting outside the lines cover
it's now about 11.40 pm and we're still hanging out at our shop in sunway lagoon club which will be opening its doors tomorrow. we've been here since school ended and i've been helping out in any way i can, be it assembling furniture, arranging displays or writing the price tags.
today i started reading the lord of the rings, put together an ikea chair by myself, accidentally shattered a glass by knocking it over while arguing with my sister for a cup of coffee, and watched the shop come to life. drop by and see for yourself...!
yesterday i got an email from a friend of mine saying "i'm no bieber fan, but then again, this guy's not bieber, just listen!" and an attached video. it was then that i discovered the very surprisingly talented greyson chance. i'd somehow convinced myself that he wouldn't be worth listening to because he would just be another tween pop phenomenon. i guess i should make it a habit to never ever judge a book by its cover.
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a word about justin bieber: i'm not really the biggest fan of the guy's music, but recently i came across this video on youtube which was titled something along the lines of "justin bieber's character gets shot and killed on csi". curious old me clicked on it. i didn't have much of an opinion on it until i browsed the comments. then i went into full defensive mode. for bieber.
the comments section was overflowing with hateful comments saying they wished bieber had been killed in real life, that was the best thing they'd ever watched, justin bieber has no talent, die bieber die, bieber is gay (though i dunno why being gay is such a bad thing) and so on and so forth.
now come on. what did the guy ever do to you?
i've already said i'm not a belieber or anything like that, but have some respect for him. he's gotten so far at such a young age and done things i'm still looking for ways to achieve. he's only human, and wishing him dead is not going to ease the jealousy and envy you have for him.
so if you can't love him, or even like him, at least show him some respect, just as much respect as any average human being is due.
dad with my uncle and aunt: the highest spenders of the day!
my little cousin siddartha clutching the individolls he can't choose between. in the end he chose the yellow plaid construction worker. check out the individium site to see what i'm talking about.
individium
the lounge
from front to back: funky goddess clothing, the bookshelf, individium and the worktable.
mum and aunt, the people who started it all...
some of the jewellery...
bags! bags! more bags! now do you see why i want to be the shop's honorary model? 
