hello sweetheart. so i guessed you found my blog.
the name’s ipah (you pronounced it as ee-paa) 17 and a malaysian.
mama brought me to this world on the 19th of april. she means the world to me. i’m residing in a small city named Sandakan in the land below the wind, Sabah, Malaysia. my hometown, yep it’s small, and practically it doesn’t have anything interesting. but hometown is where there’s families, friends, the best things in life. it’s where i grow up, it’s where i learn, it’s where i found love. though i aspire to go out of town someday, but my hometown will always be in that special place in my heart.
i enjoy taking photos very much. but i wouldn’t call myself a photographer though. those beautiful moments captured, sadly you can’t repeat them. so photos, those memories remain there. the scene, the people, they may change eventually. but in photos, it’s there. the emotions are captured, stored and it’s beautiful. and arts and drawings, the beautiful details you can put on paper, yeah the lines, the shading, the colours, everything. i simply love them all. i am fond of animals too, cats especially. i have a siamese-tabby mix and her name is chieko.
book is really awesome. when you sink into the story, nothing feels better than that. handmade things, i love them, and i love making them. when you make things yourself and make it with all your heart, it makes it a whole lot more special don’t you think? i reblog anything that i can relate to, beautiful photos, or anything that catches my eyes so there’s no specific things really.
tea, cats, fireworks, coasters, cameras, high stack of books, libraries, flight of birds, nature, landscapes, gadgets, blue skies, origami, dawn, arts, crafts, sketches, adele, yuna, ed sheeran, louis, red, smiles, laughters, hugs, smell of rain, braids, waterfall, smell of old books, tranquility.
so i thank you for taking your time to read this unnecessary rants. i wish you to have a nice, great and wonderful day! <3
something to ask loves? my ask box is open anytime :)
reach high, for stars lie hidden in your soul. dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.
Star, Pamella Vaul