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Typical me

It's June baby! So, let's guess who is going to turn 22 this month?
:-)

Y'know it is easy when it comes to the things I love. I'm so typical. I'm easy but I will never stop complaining and judging things. That's my bad habit. I judge too much. I critic too much. I'm annoying liddat. But, I'm easily hurt  by words. A simple words. 

I'm a type of women that LOVES flowers so much. I don't care if it's a wallpaper, tissue paper, paper plate, a mug, a book, a file, clothes print everything comes with flower I'm instantly in love!

I love Shourouk inspired choker necklace/bag/top TOO MUCH!

I love bright colours. Colour blocking. I love pink and yellow! Then come peach, pastel blue and white. I love pastel colours too.

I love collecting things that I don't even need. Anything that I find attractive but I will never use it. EVER.

I love dUCk scarf. Okay, this is a wish list :P 

I love fresh flowers. I love Peony, Hydrangea, Rose and Orchid.

I love kilim, stripes and polka dot pattern.

I love eating vanilla ice cream.

I love to ride a bicycle on the park. Okay this is a wish list too -_-

I don't have black shoes. Not even a pump shoes or flat. I'd love to have one.

I love to eat fruits.

I don't eat fish. 

I dislike CAT.

I love cute guys. Jericho Rosales and Taylor Lautner are my obsession.

I'm short with a pear shape.

I like to be photographed but still complaining how to make my pose. 

I love to learn new things.

I love to explore place that I never know. I'd love to travel.

Bora-bora, Santorini Greece, Venice, Bali, Boracay, Paris, New York, Istanbul are my favourite place. I want to go there one day. Insyallah.

I love Mimpikita and Jovian Mandagie.

I love batik so much.

I love colourful things.

I love white furniture.

I love woods furniture.

I'd love to cook and bake.

I am forever judgemental.

and the list goes on...
:)

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