on the way to tesco for some grocery shopping.

mr tay hadn't shaved, hence, the 'banduan kajang' look.

you will come to realize that SR's cakes are horrible when you've tried La Manila's
we were there because mr tay wanted a pie.

at 5pm, we were at Sierramas / Valencia area for mr tay's ex-boss' raya open house. omg, rendang, ketupat, nasi impit, cupcakes!, satay ayam (no babi), and LOTS OF CUTE KIDS PLAYING NINTENDO WII.

hah... the games the lucky buggers get to play these days. back then i had to be contented with just hopscotch, police-and-thief, pepsi cola, guli, congkak, and 'getah' (my fav). no barbies. i never liked barbie. oh ok, my mom got me one for one of my birthdays. and within the same day, barbie had her head turned 180degrees with her 'sweet' face in line with her butt. there were no more barbies after that.

ANYWAYS

after stuffing ourselves silly, it was F1 racing all the way to my parents place for dinner. told mom, we'd be there by 7 but only got there by 7.30pm, resulting in dad calling at 7.27 growling, "where are you guys? i'm hungry." haha, grouchy-nya

ok pics time. taken from parents' place.

one of the many beatles posters hung around the house

my ex-room.
poster (of good quality) nicked during Kent 961 elevation party at Mines
18 seems so far away *sob*

mr tay reading the papers
my piano
my brother's drum set
my mother's fugly cushion covers (she likes floral stuff)

my sony bravia

more evidence that my dad is a Beatles freak.
it is important for you to know that i wasn't kidding when i wrote THIS *click*

THIS. was the infamous Scrapbook i was telling you about!
dad had started on it since highschool
a prized possession, really
he won't let me sell it on eBay *pout*

DAD DREW THIS!

handwritten lyrics of all the beatles' songs

p.s i love you, mr d

dad even tapao-ed the chinese press
and the malay papers as well but i didn't take any pics of it

dad the matador

limited edition watch in guitar casing, which dad won in some contest

the 3 pics on the top were drawn by dad

you just don't see this genuine passion in kids these days, do you? i mean, how many of us actually creates scrapbooks of Justin Timberlake or Angelina Jolie? i like Rachael Yamagata but i don't go cutting up pics of her, handwrite all her lyrics and stuff, so i'm actually very proud of my dad

so, if your daddy is also a fan of The Beatles, do drop me a note and we'll see whether we can hook them crazy fans up

p/s: and in case you're wondering, yes, he is still trying to get a spot in the Malaysian Book of Records for having the most collection on the Beatles.