RED-Y FOR AUTUMN!

With autumn rolling in, I am so excited about the fashion that the new season brings along! RED will be big this coming season and I reckon it will look FABULOUS on anyone, like seriously! Yes I am a little biased cause we ARIES are huge lovers of RED colour!

So many designers have launched their AW12 wardrobe but the following are my favourites! IRRESISTIBLE!

COUNTRY ROAD

This will look so GLAM on any guys heading out for some fun during the weekend!

This outfit looks so GLAM to for students heading to college or university. Neither too formal nor casual.

If you are working in an office, this outfit is perfect to GLAM the day too.

MARCS

You literally fall in love with every new collection from MARCS.

This outfit truly makes you the fashionista. Perfect for this season and best way to GLAM!

So much more incredible and amazing outfits out there for AW12. Out of the 5, which one is your favourite? My favourite is the 2nd one! (Trust me, it is really difficult to pick the most favourite one.) And also how would you dress up to fit into this new season? I will update more about AW12 fashion sooner than you thought!

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Please Come Home Safe

It is 3 a.m. in the morning. John Curtis secretly sneaks out the bed where Rose Swan is still sleeping soundly. In lightning speed, John reaches for his bag and leaves the house immediately. As he sits on the bus, he knows she will be shattered and torn into pieces as she reads the letter he writes for her before he leaves that morning. He could not take her off his mind. Her brunette curly shoulder-length hair that goes well with her brown eyes and rosy cheek that compliments her name are what attract him so much whenever they first met back a year ago.

War in the Afghanistan has never ceased ever since President Bush declared war with the third-world country following the 9-11 incident. Troops after troops of soldiers have been sent to the chaotic war zone. Some fortunate ones come back in one piece while some does not make it safely back to the home country. As a formal army, John feels compelled and it is his responsibility to defend his country. He secretly reenlists himself, knowing his 75-year-old grandma and 26-year-old girlfriend would protest. Split in between the country and his loved ones, John made a hard decision too to choose between the two.

Gently, he takes out a photo of him and her that was taken only last week while he is on the bus to the terminal. Both of them were at the Spring Carnival sharing sugar floss. Rose definitely did not see this coming that John had reenlisted himself to serve for the country. From the photo, he seemed a little sad and reluctant to let go off his girlfriend, having no idea if he is able to make it back safely this time, again. This is his third reenlistment and he has been very fortunate to come back safe each time.

She knows John has been doing a great job as a finance analyst at an established finance firm in the country while she teaches Science at the local primary school. Both have a great vision of the future. They plan to start a family together. He wants three children while she protests she wants four. However, the pleasure of argument has always let John giving way to her and she kissing him back and making love to him on any Sunday afternoon. On Saturday, they like spending time together either having barbecues with their friends, enjoying dinner for two in their favourite Indian restaurant or even jogging in parks on Saturday late afternoons.

The plane has left for more than an hour by the time she reaches to the terminal. She stares at the sky with the crumpled letter she holds firmly in her hand. She gets onto her knees as his grandma catches up with her from behind.

“Grandma, John’s gone. He reenlists himself,” her tears streaming.

“Oh sweetheart. I know. He left me a letter too,” Grandma said. “Let me give you a big hug sweetheart.”

In the comforting hug of Grandma, she stares upon the sky and whispers, “He’s gone.”

“Just for a while sweetheart,” Grandma reassures her, “He’ll be back, he promised.”

“I know he will,” Rose comforts herself, “I know he will.”

Grandma brings her back to her house and makes her some pineapple tarts. “Come on dear, have something to eat. You haven’t eaten anything since this morning.”

“Thanks Grandma but I’m not hungry,” she turns down the offer.

“You need to eat something sweetheart,” Grandma insists. “I’m sure John doesn’t want any of us to be so down. It’s normal for us to feel sad but we have to deal with this and move on.”

“But it’s like a suicide mission Grandma,” she snaps. “We don’t know if he’ll make it back safely or not.”

“You need to have faith and hope on my grandson sweetheart,” Grandma comforts her. “This time, John made a hard decision to leave too. Because he fell in love with a girl that he truly loves.”

Grandma pulls out a drawer and reaches for a letter. She passes it to Rose. “Read this and you’ll know.”

Dear Grandma,

I love you. Thank you for raising me since my parents died when I was eight. Thank you for always been there for me. Through my naughty childhood, rough adolescence years and everything. You are the world to me and nothing can replace the love you have given me. Thank you for being an amazing grandma and guardian. Every single day till death, I am always grateful for what you have done to me. You are the greatest thing that could have happened to an orphan like me.

I know if I told you I am reenlisting, you would not agree with me. Rose would not too. But I am split in between the country that I love with my life and the two amazing women I love too. I figured out I need to keep our country safe, so both of you could have a better place to live in. This is a huge sacrifice, I know. Grandma, can I have your blessing to reenlist myself in the military, again to keep our country safe from the terrorists?

I changed my will. Should anything happens, I want both you and Rose to be the beneficiaries. All my things will be divided in equal ratio. Both of you are really important people to me. I do not know if there is any other better way than this.Rose is an amazing woman that I met one year ago. She has been everything to me. It was like we are destined to be together. Life has been umpteen better ever since I dated her. She means the world to me and I promise myself someday I want to marry this beautiful woman and make her the happiest woman on Earth. And that is of course she would say yes when I propose to her after I finish the tournament.

Meanwhile, please promise me you will take good care of yourself while I am away. Please take care of Rose too. She definitely does not see this coming I cannot let her deal with my reenlistment alone. I hope you could help her find her way back to her usual outgoing and easy-going personality. I don’t want to see her enshrouded with grey clouds each day. She deserves the warm sunshine and love from people around her.

Grandma, I will miss you as always. And I can never thank you enough for what you have done to me throughout these 20 years. I know it has never been easy on you. Thank you.

I love you.

With all my heart,

John

Rose’s vision is blurred by her tears. She stares out the sky through an open window. As the spring breezes lap on her cheek, she murmurs, “John, I love you. And come back home safe. I am waiting for you.”

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Catch and Cut

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"This is Theresa Park reporting live from Melbourne," twenty-three-year-old Theresa Park wrapped up her live news report from a crime scene in a suburb in Melbourne.

“Cut! Good take!” the producer yelled. “Roll up crew!”

Theresa has been in the telecasting industry for only a year but she is picking up rapidly like a seasoned one who has worked for Channel One for more than ten years. Born with silky black hair, almond-shaped eye, rose red cheek and a slender figure, Theresa would definitely be the centre of attention in any occasions like parties, wedding ceremonies and even funerals. After all, she was made the homecoming queen during her senior prom year in her high school.

However, she has not dated much since her last boyfriend, Tom and her drifted apart. Tom was offered a job in an engineering firm in Singapore but she is reluctant to leave her parents behind to follow her boyfriend to Singapore. He tries to persuade her for a long time but she turns him down every single time. After a month in Singapore, he has decided to break up with her. She then devotes herself more into building her own career. In between, she has briefly dated but most of them last for only for four to six weeks only.

Theresa’s parents have occasionally set her up for blind dates. She dislikes the idea of attending a blind date but turns up for the sake to make both of her parents happy. At night after work, she sometimes find herself staring at the dark sky, wondering if she could ever find a man that loves her as much as her dad loves her mum. She secretly envies her mum. Both of their parents met at a friend’s twenty-first birthday party. They dated for two years and her dad proposed to her mum. Celebrating their twenty-fifth anniversary next month, both her parents have being through ups and downs together and share a rock-solid marriage.

Back to the crime scene, it is a robbery case where three robbers are suspected of ruthlessly burglarising and robbing a single mother of three children. Some police officers are sent to the crime of scene alongside with forensic scientists and paramedics. The poor mother was hit on the head with an empty wine bottle and flesh blood was flowing down from her forehead. Her three little kids, age around five to ten were crying helplessly as they see their mum bleeding.

It is Theresa’s last shift of the day so she rushes to the kids and gives them a hug. One of the little kids named Sophie is holding her teddy bear and bawling loudly in her pink pyjamas. Theresa gives her a hug and reassures over and over again that her mother will be safe.

"Alright Sophie. Stop crying. Your mum is going to be okay," Theresa reassures the five-year-old with an assuring and sweet smile. Not long after that, the police officers have ordered all civilians and the victims to clear the crime scene as they make way for forensic scientists to begin their operation.

“Hey officer. Is the little kids going to be okay?” Theresa approaches a police officer who offers to take the three children from her.

“They’ll be in good hands,” he remarks. “Hey, aren’t you Theresa Park, the young pretty news reporter from Channel One?”

“Yes, yes I am.” she replies and stares at the officer’s nametag. “Officer Calhoun?”

“Philip Calhoun,” the twenty-five-year-old policeman introduces himself, “Call me Philip or some of my friends call me Phil.”

“Hi Phil. Nice to meet you,” she answers.

“Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Park,” he replies.

“Call me Theresa,” she smiles as she offers him a handshake. “And thank you for watching my news reports.”

“You’re more prettier than you are on the screen,” Phillip shakes her hand. She notices his firm handshakes. Under the dim streetlight, she could see Phillip is physically well built. Phillip has light brown hair and his blue eyes have made him even more handsome and attractive. Phillip looks like one who loves spending the weekend surfing at the beach, judging by his tan skin.

“Can I follow you, I mean the little kids,” Theresa is feeling a little anxious and her palm is sweating a little, “I just want to make sure the kids, especially Sophie is fine.”

Phillip is somewhat moved by Theresa’s pretty appearance. He offers Theresa a ride to the police station. Theresa happily agrees. Sophie is happy when she sees Theresa is coming along with her.

“Look Danny! Look Marcus! The big sister from the TV is coming with us!” Sophie screams as she sees Theresa coming to her. Theresa embraces Sophie with another hug. Sometimes she secretly envies little kids like Sophie. One moment ago she was bawling helplessly and another moment she seems like she has forgotten the worries from earlier on. “Are you coming with me? I’m scared.”

“I’ll stay with you tonight Sophie,” Theresa tells her. Phillip smiles as he sees Theresa going so well with the little kids. On the way to the police station, the little kids are quiet most of the time apart from Sophie. She is busy playing with her teddy bear. Phillip looks at Theresa who is sitting next to him. “Thanks for coming, Theresa. You’re good with children.”

Theresa winks and remains silent. Deep down, Theresa is secretly admiring Philip. She could not help herself but take a quick glimpse at him. She finds him somewhat attractive. It has been a while she finds a guy so attractive that she cannot help looking at him. She even turns her face to the other side and smiles quietly.

On the other hand, Phillip has intentionally made a few detours. He is also secretly taking glimpse of her. She is wearing his favourite sweet daisy perfume that makes his heart pounds a little faster. He wipes his wet palm once every few minutes as he is anxious about how he feels about her and the other way round too.

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Photoshop Work

KUCHING - A multicultural city with million of stories brought back home from abroad.


Inspired by the font Apple uses.

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The Unfinished Sentence

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A Beautiful Mistake

Travis walked to the radio in his kitchen and turned it on. Soft country music filled the entire room as he sat at the dining table with his pot of hot coffee. As he poured his own cup of coffee, he could hear the soft rainfall outside. Occasionally there was the wind whispering through the soft rainfall. He walked to the couch and sat down there.

Travis allowed himself to be carried away in his own fantasy and imagination. He carefully picked up little details that he had always left out in life. Indeed, it was all those little details he had always neglected as he paced through his everyday life. Lying on the couch with a black suit, all he ever wanted was some time alone after the incident.

Travis Hill is a thirty-year-old salesman working at a medium-sized company situated in the heart of Sydney. Thirty years old and he is still single. He has never thought of settling down with someone or starting a new relationship ever since his high school sweetheart left him for another man. Sometimes, his parents wondered would Travis still go out with girls. He has practically given up hope on dating after he went to numerous unsuccessful blind dates and dates.

It was yet another ordinary day that Travis was out of his company selling his company’s latest product. Like any other working class, he was always sandwiched between people in the trains and buses during busy working hours. That day it was just not his day. His charming appearance, convincing words and eloquent speeches had always worked. However, his magic failed that day.

The time on his wristwatch showed few minutes to six. As the streetlights were turning on, the grey overloaded clouds began to burst into torrential rainfall. He needed to catch a bus to go back home. He ran in the rain towards the bus stop and by the time he reached the bus stop, the bus had just left and he was soaked and wet.

“Damn it!” Travis punched his fist onto a solid concrete wall nearby. He never imagined himself punching the wall so hard that his fist started to bleed.

“What else could have gone wrong today!” he yelled.

“Are you alright?” A familiar sound came from a distance.

“Oh hey Ryan. Bad day I reckon. Lost a major client and hurt my fist.” Travis replied. “What are you doing here alone? Aren’t you supposed to pick your girlfriend up?”

“I’m sorry to hear that. And does your fist hurt?” Ryan extended his hand to his bleeding fist.

“Need some medications and probably bandage it when I’m home,” he tried to keep his coolness and control his anger.

“I can help you with that if you don’t mind,” Ryan offered. Travis nodded.

A few minutes later a bus approached the station and both of them went back to Travis’ home. Being Travis’ best buddy since high school, Ryan had always gone to Travis’ apartment during the weekend to talk, eat and drink. Occasionally, when Ryan sparked an argument with his girlfriend, he may end up sleeping at Travis’ place. Upon arrival, Ryan quickly went to the cardboard and reached for bandages and medications.

Travis sat on the couch. Firstly, Ryan applied some Dettol on his wound before he put on some medication and wrapped it up with a bandage. When Ryan was done and about to leave, Travis suddenly pulled his best friend over, gave him a hug and broke down.

“Life’s always have its ups and downs bro,” Ryan comforted. He was shocked to see his best friend bawling so loudly for the first time ever since he knew him. Travis had always been the one who was least affected by emotions, one with strong and determined personality. “Come on bro, what’s wrong?”

Travis pulled himself away and tried to compose himself.

Both brotherly friends meet one another eye’s for the first time. They both looked at one another in a different way they used to. Ryan made the first move to pull Travis back into his arm. This time, they both exchanged a passionate and long kiss. As both of them loosen themselves and casted away their pressures, problems and worries, Travis helped Ryan to undo his suits.

Travis and Ryan made love twice on the couch that night.

The soft country music was still playing when Ryan walked out from the bathroom the next morning. Ryan wrapped his arm around Travis who was drinking his coffee. Travis turned to kiss him.

“What are you thinking Travis?” Ryan asked.

“About us. About what happen last night,” Travis feeling a little nervous and was trying to find a way to explain what had occurred. “It was a purely a mistake, Ryan.”

“A beautiful mistake Travis,” Ryan remarked. “It was spontaneous. The feeling is mutual. Further more, I have broken up with Beatrice.”

“What did you say? Why did you never tell me you broke up with Beatrice?” Travis was shocked by the breakup.

“We broke up last week. I saw her with another man,” he turned away as he tried to hide his sadness and dismal.

Travis hugged Ryan from the back and said, “I’m sorry Ryan. You should have told me.”

He turned and wiped away a tear and answered, “No worries Travis. It was all over now. And about last night, it was a beautiful mistake. It was wild but I truly enjoyed it.”

Travis wiped the tear away from Ryan’s face and gently pressed his lips onto his. Ryan took off his bathrobe and Travis led him into his room. They both passionately made love to one another, trying various positions and new things they never experience before.

Late in the afternoon, Ryan woke up in Travis’ muscular arm and found himself laying his head on his broad chest. As Ryan ran his fingers across Travis, he gently whispered the message of love into Travis’ ears.

“Travis Hill, I love you. I have always loved you since we first met in high school,” Ryan Scott confessed to his best friend, and now also his partner for life.

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Born This Way

IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU LOVE HIM OR CAPITAL H-I-M
JUST PUT YOUR PAWS UP
CAUSE YOU'RE BORN THIS WAY, BABY

MY MAMA TOLD ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG
WE ARE ALL BORN SUPERSTARS

SHE ROLLED MY HAIR AND PUT MY LIPSTICK ON
IN THE GLASS OF HER BOUDOIR

"THERE'S NOTHIN WRONG WITH LOVIN WHO YOU ARE"
SHE SAID, "'CAUSE HE MADE YOU PERFECT, BABE"

"SO HOLD YOUR HEAD UP GIRL AND YOU'LL GO FAR,
LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SAY"

I'M BEAUTIFUL IN MY WAY
'CAUSE GOD MAKES NO MISTAKES
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

DON'T HIDE YOURSELF IN REGRET
JUST LOVE YOURSELF AND YOU'RE SET
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

OOO THERE AIN'T NO OTHER WAY
BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY
BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY
OOO THERE AIN'T NO OTHER WAY
BABY I WAS BORN-
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE!

GIVE YOURSELF PRUDENCE
AND LOVE YOUR FRIENDS
SUBWAY KID, REJOICE YOUR TRUTH

IN THE RELIGION OF THE INSECURE
I MUST BE MYSELF, RESPECT MY YOUTH

A DIFFERENT LOVER IS NOT A SIN
BELIEVE CAPITAL H-I-M (HEY HEY HEY)
I LOVE MY LIFE I LOVE THIS RECORD AND
MI AMORE VOLE FE YAH (LOVE NEEDS FAITH)

I'M BEAUTIFUL IN MY WAY
'CAUSE GOD MAKES NO MISTAKES
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

DON'T HIDE YOURSELF IN REGRET
JUST LOVE YOURSELF AND YOU'RE SET
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

OOO THERE AIN'T NO OTHER WAY
BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY
BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY
OOO THERE AIN'T NO OTHER WAY
BABY I WAS BORN-
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE!

DON'T BE A DRAG, JUST BE A QUEEN
WHETHER YOU'RE BROKE OR EVERGREEN
YOU'RE BLACK, WHITE, BEIGE, CHOLA DESCENT
YOU'RE LEBANESE, YOU'RE ORIENT
WHETHER LIFE'S DISABILITIES
LEFT YOU OUTCAST, BULLIED, OR TEASED
REJOICE AND LOVE YOURSELF TODAY
'CAUSE BABY YOU WERE BORN THIS WAY

NO MATTER GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BI,
LESBIAN, TRANSGENDERED LIFE
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN TO SURVIVE
NO MATTER BLACK, WHITE OR BEIGE
CHOLA OR ORIENT MADE
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN TO BE BRAVE

I'M BEAUTIFUL IN MY WAY
'CAUSE GOD MAKES NO MISTAKES
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

DON'T HIDE YOURSELF IN REGRET
JUST LOVE YOURSELF AND YOU'RE SET
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!

I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!