Is oblivion sheer bliss or stupidity? Will we actually prefer to be oblivious or would we actually want to be in the know? I always maintained that being oblivion is a good thing but then again, this is absolutely not self-praising myself but I'm too smart sometimes for my own good to stay oblivious to some things. I can pretend but like what A&E Quack says, whenever I lie, I'll have a "bling" alerting people of my disability. I know it's contradicting but I'd rather know everything. I'm such a confused tramp. Food for thought?
On my way to catching up on all the movies I've missed, I'll probably be watching Fools' Gold tonight if nothing goes wrong. I'm getting a life back, yippee!
Now I'm just looking forward to our potluck this Saturday and our Malacca drive during the weekend of the coming public holiday. I'm been told to announce that this shall not be a fast and furious ride but absolutely carbon clearing. Make up your mind people! Breakfast at Yong Peng and other meals in Malacca itself, we're so gonna be stuffed to the brim. Yum yum chickee rice balls... Ooohhh... *rubbing hand together and stares afar in anticipation.
Breathes some stale but imagining fresh air... "I'm back!"
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
From The Baby of Fat Club
You guys must be thinking if I've gone dead or either that, my hands were chopped off. My blog's been irregular and erratic. It's a combination of events that actually prevents me from being able to put my heart and soul out to write a proper blog for anyone to read. My body's been retaliating with stress related signs like outbreak on my not so porcelain like face, my IBS is coming back to haunt me and my skin seems to itch me to hell every night when I sleep. There hasn't been a single night in the last week or so that I could sleep throughout the few hours. I'll dozed off for a few hours then I'll wake up to scratch myself till I bleed then force myself to sleep so that I can actually wake up for work the very next day. Work, bills, parents and the list goes on but nothing could be worse that a mind that couldn't stop itself from running and thinking. Friends from all over the place started to call me and made sure that I was safe. I could hear the "xin teng" in Gor Gor's voice when he called me and although his irritating brother was saying stupid things, I knew he cared but I really couldn't find the energy to bring myself out for another limau ais. Let me return this favour next week and I shall save enough energy during one of the days to join you guys. I miss being in the company of Fat Club although they take a piss of me everytime they see me. Nonetheless, I know they genuinely care for me like a baby sister that they never had. Friendship like these are priceless and now I can understand how "brotherhood" affect all you guys out there. Only in times of need, you know who are your real buddies. I know I don't usually talk about my personal stuffs but you people know I just need some jokes to loosen and cheer me up and the exact recipe would be replicated almost every night I'm with you guys. All I can ever muster myself to say is a "thank you" and I hope you people can feel that this is right from the bottom of me meaning every part of it. Maybe I should muster enough courage to not bring pain upon myself anymore so that I don't worry you people but I'm fine... For now... I am... I think... Maybe... *sob
Good night.
Good night.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Too Tired... Pah!
I started today's blog with a very serious topic on current affairs then I moved on to talk about an article I read recently on men and women but was too lazy to finish writing so the only solution was to delete it. Was on sugar high all of today and right after the late meeting, my energy level just dipped and the pang of sore muscles just sat in. I'm so gonna crash...
I'm missing the beautiful sight I saw during lunch today....
I'm missing the beautiful sight I saw during lunch today....
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
PMSing...
In most of my 27 years on this world, it is very rarely that I get "attacked" by the legendary PMS. As of last night, I've concluded that because I'm someone who just release and hit straight back, I don't have hard core grievances stored hence nothing quite explode out for the monthly "release". The very reason for the conclusion was because of my not so liberating discharge of my emotions possibly hoarding the supposed happy spaces I used to have. To be fair, I was feeling grumpy and looking frumpy the whole of yesterday and it wasn't quite the Monday blues I thought it was.
I came in this morning wanting to take the second half of today off but Comedy Boss was a step quicker and he's taking the afternoon off, probably going shopping with wifey. Hurhur...
I will be driving myself nuts soon if I stay in the office any longer and Shrek isn't exactly in a good mood so I'll probably keep my head below the radar and hope I stay alive. Things aren't going very well and things are falling apart and hell, don't wanna talk about it.
盼不到我爱的人
我知道我愿意再等
疼不了爱我的人
片刻柔情他骗不了人
我不是无情的人
却将你伤的最深
我不忍我不能
别再认真忘了我的人
离不开我爱的人
我知道爱需要缘份
放不下爱我的人
因为了解他多么认真
为什么最真的心
碰不到最好的人
我不问我不能
拥在怀中直到它变冷
爱我的人对我痴心不悔
我却为我爱的人甘心一生伤悲
在乎的人始终不对
谁对谁不必虚伪
爱我的人为我付出一切
我却为我爱的人流泪狂乱心碎
爱与被爱同样受罪
为什么不懂拒绝痴情的包围
I came in this morning wanting to take the second half of today off but Comedy Boss was a step quicker and he's taking the afternoon off, probably going shopping with wifey. Hurhur...
I will be driving myself nuts soon if I stay in the office any longer and Shrek isn't exactly in a good mood so I'll probably keep my head below the radar and hope I stay alive. Things aren't going very well and things are falling apart and hell, don't wanna talk about it.
盼不到我爱的人
我知道我愿意再等
疼不了爱我的人
片刻柔情他骗不了人
我不是无情的人
却将你伤的最深
我不忍我不能
别再认真忘了我的人
离不开我爱的人
我知道爱需要缘份
放不下爱我的人
因为了解他多么认真
为什么最真的心
碰不到最好的人
我不问我不能
拥在怀中直到它变冷
爱我的人对我痴心不悔
我却为我爱的人甘心一生伤悲
在乎的人始终不对
谁对谁不必虚伪
爱我的人为我付出一切
我却为我爱的人流泪狂乱心碎
爱与被爱同样受罪
为什么不懂拒绝痴情的包围
Monday, February 25, 2008
empress alcoholic dowager issues snugloft a corrective scroll
A message from Alki Empress Dowager!
1. "empress alcoholic dowager" has been effectively dethroned as of january 08 (after a nite out at wala).
she has passed on the throne to her disciple - "watch your england copywriter". his standard has far surpassed hers.
2. "dethroned empress alcoholic dowager" did not help "romantic art director" with his toilet paper project. "watch your england copywriter" did so.
3. "dethroned empress alcoholic dowager" is happy that "snugloft" had a fulfilling weekend.
4. "dethroned empress alcoholic dowager" is thankful for the 3 of you, plus the daddy, for teaching her mahjong. late bloomer she is, but now super gian! hahahah.
She's still on the throne btw.
1. "empress alcoholic dowager" has been effectively dethroned as of january 08 (after a nite out at wala).
she has passed on the throne to her disciple - "watch your england copywriter". his standard has far surpassed hers.
2. "dethroned empress alcoholic dowager" did not help "romantic art director" with his toilet paper project. "watch your england copywriter" did so.
3. "dethroned empress alcoholic dowager" is happy that "snugloft" had a fulfilling weekend.
4. "dethroned empress alcoholic dowager" is thankful for the 3 of you, plus the daddy, for teaching her mahjong. late bloomer she is, but now super gian! hahahah.
She's still on the throne btw.
Busy Bee
Whether the weekend's been one that you were missing me or one that I was totally forgotten, I hope you had a great one. I did and it was a fulfilling weekend I haven't had in a long time. Before I forget, I know my last posts haven't been the most pleasant or happiest but it was how I felt then and corresponding to my mood stated on Facebook, please do not call or sms asking me what happened and why this why that because had I wanted to share the explicit details with everyone, I would have done so here. Don't get me wrong, I'm not pissed and I know you guys out there care for me but I really do not need more pressure and stress from the "interrogation" that you probably have unknowingly conducted on me.
My weekend started with a midnight show on Friday night and you've guessed it, I caught P.S. I Love You. It's the sort of movie that you'd want to watch it with someone special but when that option is not available, friends who enjoy the movie equally would more than suffice. I loved it. I didn't cry like Lizzie did but trust her, it's a tear-jerker.
Wakeboarding on Saturday completed the perfect weekend picture except for a really bad fall. After the session, I slipped into the drain of dirty crude oil and suffered some mild bruises. The very moment when I fell, I was thinking, "my wakeboard whacked the floor... sob sob" until I saw blood and my phone was covered in sand and black oil, I limped my way to the washing bay so I can wash off the blood and determine how badly injured I was. My ankles are mildly sprained and scratches were mainly on my left foot close to the ankle. Oh well, not like anyone would care... I'm all fine now except for an irritating tingling pain every now and then. After the wakeboarding session, we adjourned to my place to teach "Alcoholic Empress Dowager" how to play mahjong. She even managed to win some of our money at the end of the day with my Dad's kaypoh help. The wine kept her awake. So awake that she could actually help the "Romantic Art Director" do his toilet paper project after everything.
Sunday started relatively early considering the amount of sleep I had. A late lunch started with Lampung Prince and A&E Quack and then we proceeded to our monthly meetup. Pictures can be found on Facebook and the forum itself. The actual fun started after dinner. We tried to grab some dinner at Crab Shack when they told us that they ran out of everything. Dinner was secondary but the company was fun. Instead of heading home, we accompanied Yakult-face Silver to Marina to test out his car. We ended up driving around avoiding buses and police patrol. We got lost and were reunited several times that night. It wasn't planned, hence no walkies. We ended up near the pier and took some delicious pictures. The lighting wasn't perfect but the fun we had was great for a Sunday evening. Looking at Acupunch contorting his body into the weirdest position just for good photographs. And because some of the pictures required really long exposures of about 30seconds, everyone would let out a big sigh whenever a scooter or a bus passes us by.
The beginning of this week is already beginning to suck and I hate it... Pah!
My weekend started with a midnight show on Friday night and you've guessed it, I caught P.S. I Love You. It's the sort of movie that you'd want to watch it with someone special but when that option is not available, friends who enjoy the movie equally would more than suffice. I loved it. I didn't cry like Lizzie did but trust her, it's a tear-jerker.
Wakeboarding on Saturday completed the perfect weekend picture except for a really bad fall. After the session, I slipped into the drain of dirty crude oil and suffered some mild bruises. The very moment when I fell, I was thinking, "my wakeboard whacked the floor... sob sob" until I saw blood and my phone was covered in sand and black oil, I limped my way to the washing bay so I can wash off the blood and determine how badly injured I was. My ankles are mildly sprained and scratches were mainly on my left foot close to the ankle. Oh well, not like anyone would care... I'm all fine now except for an irritating tingling pain every now and then. After the wakeboarding session, we adjourned to my place to teach "Alcoholic Empress Dowager" how to play mahjong. She even managed to win some of our money at the end of the day with my Dad's kaypoh help. The wine kept her awake. So awake that she could actually help the "Romantic Art Director" do his toilet paper project after everything.
Sunday started relatively early considering the amount of sleep I had. A late lunch started with Lampung Prince and A&E Quack and then we proceeded to our monthly meetup. Pictures can be found on Facebook and the forum itself. The actual fun started after dinner. We tried to grab some dinner at Crab Shack when they told us that they ran out of everything. Dinner was secondary but the company was fun. Instead of heading home, we accompanied Yakult-face Silver to Marina to test out his car. We ended up driving around avoiding buses and police patrol. We got lost and were reunited several times that night. It wasn't planned, hence no walkies. We ended up near the pier and took some delicious pictures. The lighting wasn't perfect but the fun we had was great for a Sunday evening. Looking at Acupunch contorting his body into the weirdest position just for good photographs. And because some of the pictures required really long exposures of about 30seconds, everyone would let out a big sigh whenever a scooter or a bus passes us by.
The beginning of this week is already beginning to suck and I hate it... Pah!
Friday, February 22, 2008
Road Less Travelled?
I know there have been too many of the useless and meaningless tests, lyrics and youtubes recently. I haven't been able to find the right mood to write so I'd replace them with songs currently being played on my nano. The songs were meant to fill up the empty slots in my life which I have failed to fill it with more activities whenever I'm not of convenience for whoever to talk to or spend time/meet up with. I have become the miserable epitome of a "spare tyre". Extremely upsetting because I feel that I'm just right at the bottom of the priority list and my head will never ever emerge. Just so tired of swallowing it all down and pretend that I'm all fine and good. Are these just excuses that I refuse to see and insist that everything will be fine? Does my emotions and feelings even mean a thing at all? Am I just being thrown around like trash without recognising it? Like what Fatshark Guru says, I'm being twirled around in the palm and not being able to get out. Am I hanging on to the last glimmer of hope or is this all an illusion I refuse to wake up from?
Am I just a toy?
Last evening before the dinner to end all of the Chinese New Year celebrations, I brought myself for a walk on East Coast Park. Staring into the horizon with the last bits of sunshine, the full moon that was shining bright above my messed up head, walking past the spot where I last saw my Grandpa in his coffin, looking back at my little miserable life for the last couple of years, I realised I've not only aged but became somewhat jaded. Life is looking darker and darker... I think I've gone blind.
With the sand under my feet, I wondered why I was walking down that track alone, leaving the most lonely footprints you can find on the beach and even then, these prints aren't permanent. Once you've walked past, it'd be washed away and be completely forgotten.
I can tolerate the lack of company and time. I can even tolerate the presence of another person for the time being. I can also tolerate being in the dark. But what I can't figure is why I'm not being taken seriously and why am I not being treated like anyone who mean anything to you at all? I'm not asking for the world or even the part of the world that you can't give, all I wanted was to be treated like what I'm supposed to be. If I mean anything to you at all, very obviously I'm not seeing or feeling it at all, you would have done something... anything. I've been gritting my teeth that my gums are hurting. I wanna cry so hard so that you would just hush me and hold me tight and tell me everything is fine... But it is not. If only you cared, you would have noticed some things...
Am I just a toy?
Last evening before the dinner to end all of the Chinese New Year celebrations, I brought myself for a walk on East Coast Park. Staring into the horizon with the last bits of sunshine, the full moon that was shining bright above my messed up head, walking past the spot where I last saw my Grandpa in his coffin, looking back at my little miserable life for the last couple of years, I realised I've not only aged but became somewhat jaded. Life is looking darker and darker... I think I've gone blind.
With the sand under my feet, I wondered why I was walking down that track alone, leaving the most lonely footprints you can find on the beach and even then, these prints aren't permanent. Once you've walked past, it'd be washed away and be completely forgotten.
I can tolerate the lack of company and time. I can even tolerate the presence of another person for the time being. I can also tolerate being in the dark. But what I can't figure is why I'm not being taken seriously and why am I not being treated like anyone who mean anything to you at all? I'm not asking for the world or even the part of the world that you can't give, all I wanted was to be treated like what I'm supposed to be. If I mean anything to you at all, very obviously I'm not seeing or feeling it at all, you would have done something... anything. I've been gritting my teeth that my gums are hurting. I wanna cry so hard so that you would just hush me and hold me tight and tell me everything is fine... But it is not. If only you cared, you would have noticed some things...
Thursday, February 21, 2008
倒带
我受够了等待你所谓的安排说的未来到底多久才来
总是要来不及才知道我可爱我想依赖而你却都不在
应该开心的地带你给的全是空白一个人假日发呆找不到人陪我看海
我在幸福的门外却一直都进不来你累积给的伤害我是真的很难释怀
终於看开爱回不来而你总是太晚明白最后才把话说开哭著求我留下来
终於看开爱回不来我们面前太多阻碍你的手却放不开宁愿没出息求我别离开
你总是要我乖慢慢计划将来我的眼泪却一直掉下来
过去怎黱交代你该给的信赖被你亲手缓缓推入悬崖
从我脸上的苍白看到记忆慢下来过去甜蜜在倒带只是感觉已经不在
而我对你的期待被你一次次摔坏已经碎成太多块要怎黱拼凑跟重来
终於看开爱回不来而你总是太晚明白最后才把话说开哭著求我留下来
终於看开爱回不来我们面前太多阻碍你的手却放不开宁愿没出息求我别离开
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 Simple and sophisticated, this glam look is perfect for your high fashion style. |
You Are Cereal |
 Playful and lighthearted, breakfast is likely your favorite meal of the day. (In fact, you're probably the type who sneaks cereal as a midnight snack.) Your culinary skills are probably a bit lacking... and you are a sucker for junk food. Some people accuse you of eating like a kid, but you prefer to think of yourself as low maintenance. |
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 Men notice you light years before you notice them You take a selective approach to dating, and you can afford to be picky You aren't looking for a quick flirt - but a memorable encounter It may take men a while to ask you out, but it's worth the wait |
Your Dominant Intelligence is Interpersonal Intelligence |
 You shine in your ability to relate to and understand others. Good at seeing others' points of view, you get how people think and feel. You have an uncanny ability to sense true feelings, intentions, and motivations. A natural born leader, you are great at teaching and mediating conflict. You would make a good counselor, salesperson, politician, or business person. |
Agape
The last day of Chinese New Year has finally arrived. Not that I'm particularly looking forward but since anything after the first couple of days has barely any of it's significance left, I'm just glad to put the whole holiday mood behind me and start working on what needs my attention the most. Work's been piling up over the last 2 weeks and I'm not the only one feeling lethargic from the whole CNY running around but also some clients. Now that they are back on track, it's also about time for me to pull up some socks.
Taken off SGRgals.
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'
DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.
SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'
DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.
SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'
DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'
SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.
SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'
The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.' The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. 'Are you asleep, son?' He asked. 'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy. 'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get
angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. 'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled. Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. 'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our
fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.
Met with a candidate who is also a new father of 7 months 2 days back. He told me that he wants to move to a position, regardless how much lesser they are going to pay him, he wants to go home by 7pm the latest so that he can watch his son grow up. I swear I saw tears welling up when he said he missed out on many mini stages of his son's infanthood. He was so delighted to see his son sit up by himself only to find out from his Mom that the baby's been doing that for the past fortnight. Funnily, I dreamt of myself carrying a baby last night. I saw many familiar faces in that dream ranging from my nieces and nephews to old classmates in Twiggy and Ajoop but all my attention was on this little boy sitting on my arm wrapped in a large clean white towel. I have no idea how would a real Mom feel but I just wanted to make sure that this baby supposedly mine in that dream is safe and sound. The smile that left an image in me is keeping this silly Snuggler very happy this whole morning. Felt very weird and all the weirder, the supposed father i.e. the supposed hubby of mine is Taiwanese politician, Lien Chan's son, Lien Sheng-wen. How bizarre!
On a separate note, equally lonely souls are urgently required by this Snuggler here to watch Sweeney Todd, P.S. I Love You and Michael Clayton before they go off the chart. Any takers?
Taken off SGRgals.
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'
DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.
SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'
DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.
SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'
DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'
SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.
SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'
The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.' The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. 'Are you asleep, son?' He asked. 'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy. 'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get
angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. 'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled. Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. 'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our
fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.
Met with a candidate who is also a new father of 7 months 2 days back. He told me that he wants to move to a position, regardless how much lesser they are going to pay him, he wants to go home by 7pm the latest so that he can watch his son grow up. I swear I saw tears welling up when he said he missed out on many mini stages of his son's infanthood. He was so delighted to see his son sit up by himself only to find out from his Mom that the baby's been doing that for the past fortnight. Funnily, I dreamt of myself carrying a baby last night. I saw many familiar faces in that dream ranging from my nieces and nephews to old classmates in Twiggy and Ajoop but all my attention was on this little boy sitting on my arm wrapped in a large clean white towel. I have no idea how would a real Mom feel but I just wanted to make sure that this baby supposedly mine in that dream is safe and sound. The smile that left an image in me is keeping this silly Snuggler very happy this whole morning. Felt very weird and all the weirder, the supposed father i.e. the supposed hubby of mine is Taiwanese politician, Lien Chan's son, Lien Sheng-wen. How bizarre!
On a separate note, equally lonely souls are urgently required by this Snuggler here to watch Sweeney Todd, P.S. I Love You and Michael Clayton before they go off the chart. Any takers?
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
To Love Or Be Loved?
This is a multi-million dollar question that none of us will ever have the answer for. Undeniably, the best situation which promises the only happiness according to George Sand would be to love and be loved at the very same time. If given no choice, would you rather love somebody or to be loved?
The irony of life probably prevents you from choosing either because the perfect happiness is unrealisable. John Templeton once said - Happiness comes from giving, not getting. If we try hard to bring happiness to others, we cannot stop it from coming to us also. As a general rule, I wouldn't deny the truth in this sentence but when it applies to the minute portions of our lives, I start to wonder if we're actually happy to keep giving and not sense any form of appreciation. To be able to reciprocate with a higher level of gift, I believe there should be some sincerity and genuineness in the receiving end.
Is being loved the same as feeling wanted affectionately?
Eventually, happiness is not having what you want, but wanting what you have. All I want is to be happy.
The irony of life probably prevents you from choosing either because the perfect happiness is unrealisable. John Templeton once said - Happiness comes from giving, not getting. If we try hard to bring happiness to others, we cannot stop it from coming to us also. As a general rule, I wouldn't deny the truth in this sentence but when it applies to the minute portions of our lives, I start to wonder if we're actually happy to keep giving and not sense any form of appreciation. To be able to reciprocate with a higher level of gift, I believe there should be some sincerity and genuineness in the receiving end.
Is being loved the same as feeling wanted affectionately?
Eventually, happiness is not having what you want, but wanting what you have. All I want is to be happy.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
How Weird; How Cute
I've gone missing again. It's only one day so stop complaining. My brains are dead and I'm not functioning well enough to blog. My shoulders are aching from the weekend's wakeboarding, my brains flooded with both work and non work related stuffs and my life is in a mess. Somehow, I know more than ever what I want. The direction is somewhat clear but the passage itself is filled with twigs and branches stumbling me along the way. I'm bruised and hurt but somehow, some unknown determination seems to drive me forward. Is there light at the end of this rocky tunnel?
Just realised that drowning myself in plenty of work seems to be working initially to distract me but the loneliness seems to sound louder and shine brighter when I get home, right in my chubby face! Thankfully, the airshow is on and Urban Legend Wifey is on less hubby time and I've been getting loads of love from her. Definitely helps in "sayang-ing" the pain.
Have you ever heard of "My Paper"? Apparently, I've been interviewed by it on this year's budget. The budget was announced days ago and I'm still wondering if my name appeared somewhere and what the reporter actually wrote. I'm more curious on what was on that article than the budget. How superficial of me... I know! So if you have that in your garage, pass it onto me.
Hungry... Lunchtime...
Just realised that drowning myself in plenty of work seems to be working initially to distract me but the loneliness seems to sound louder and shine brighter when I get home, right in my chubby face! Thankfully, the airshow is on and Urban Legend Wifey is on less hubby time and I've been getting loads of love from her. Definitely helps in "sayang-ing" the pain.
Have you ever heard of "My Paper"? Apparently, I've been interviewed by it on this year's budget. The budget was announced days ago and I'm still wondering if my name appeared somewhere and what the reporter actually wrote. I'm more curious on what was on that article than the budget. How superficial of me... I know! So if you have that in your garage, pass it onto me.
Hungry... Lunchtime...
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Sunday, February 17, 2008
Movie Week?
2 consecutive "low hei" dinners with 2 different car clubs proved to be very tiring yet entertaining. Managed to catch up with people I haven't met for a while and the laughs were largely therapeutic. I've got several comments on my weight and mostly positive. Whilst I'm happy to hear such "joyous news", I'm wondering where have all the food gone to since I've been eating a hell lot more. There isn't a single day throughout the entire Chinese New Year period that I have felt the slightest bit of hunger. there's gotta be a worm somewhere... Come to think of it, there was a few days I had lost my appetite... Maybe...
The drive up to Kluang was quite fun, filled with endless laughters but on the way back, everyone went quiet because the are all fast asleep. The food was less than satisfactory but I must say it was great fun.
I haven't been watching movies so becoming very swakoo, who would be a kind soul and bring me out?
The drive up to Kluang was quite fun, filled with endless laughters but on the way back, everyone went quiet because the are all fast asleep. The food was less than satisfactory but I must say it was great fun.
I haven't been watching movies so becoming very swakoo, who would be a kind soul and bring me out?
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Gor Gor vs V-Day
Sent to me by my gor gor who adores me more than a real brother would and here's his idea of Valentines' Day.
I'm blessed.
Name's been changed to protect the innocent BFG.
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:34 PM:
so I guess V-day wasn't what you plan or envisioned to be. V-day... The romantics swear by it, the realistics thinks its a scam thought out by florists. Call me a skeptic but after going through 37 V-days already.....its just another 1 of those days....highly over-rated...IMO! So you thought friends would be more reliable..or so you thought!!!
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:42 PM:
Friends only stick with you cos they are in transition of hooking up with their respective future partners. So if most of your close friends are attached in a relationship.... dun expect company on V-day. Yes, we all want to be with our love ones....so what exactly is friendship? The more I look at it...the more it reminds me of the Transit lounge at the airport..
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:43 PM:
once your desired plane landed.... next moment you're on cloud 9.
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:52 PM:
hence I never did like V-day.... its a day to segregate friends in groups of 2. A annual reminder to those whom have not found their ideal partners....that its high time they should. V-day.... a celebration of love or a annual pain in the butt?
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:45 PM:
But....some of us are still waiting at the transit lounge leh......ahhh screw it, might as well mingle with those left behind in the lounge. And this ppl then become your friends until such time....
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:55 PM:
1 things for sure.....no matter what, my baby sis will always be my baby!!! Chow...gotta bounce!!
I know you will find someone to sayang you...
Meanwhile, you can continue to sayang me until I find the person who would walk down my life with me and I will sayang you no matter whether you have found the person of your dreams/life or not.
I'm blessed.
Name's been changed to protect the innocent BFG.
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:34 PM:
so I guess V-day wasn't what you plan or envisioned to be. V-day... The romantics swear by it, the realistics thinks its a scam thought out by florists. Call me a skeptic but after going through 37 V-days already.....its just another 1 of those days....highly over-rated...IMO! So you thought friends would be more reliable..or so you thought!!!
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:42 PM:
Friends only stick with you cos they are in transition of hooking up with their respective future partners. So if most of your close friends are attached in a relationship.... dun expect company on V-day. Yes, we all want to be with our love ones....so what exactly is friendship? The more I look at it...the more it reminds me of the Transit lounge at the airport..
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:43 PM:
once your desired plane landed.... next moment you're on cloud 9.
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:52 PM:
hence I never did like V-day.... its a day to segregate friends in groups of 2. A annual reminder to those whom have not found their ideal partners....that its high time they should. V-day.... a celebration of love or a annual pain in the butt?
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:45 PM:
But....some of us are still waiting at the transit lounge leh......ahhh screw it, might as well mingle with those left behind in the lounge. And this ppl then become your friends until such time....
Gor Gor sent 2/15/2008 7:55 PM:
1 things for sure.....no matter what, my baby sis will always be my baby!!! Chow...gotta bounce!!
I know you will find someone to sayang you...
Meanwhile, you can continue to sayang me until I find the person who would walk down my life with me and I will sayang you no matter whether you have found the person of your dreams/life or not.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Stop & Stare
This town is colder now
I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move
I'm shakin' off the rust
I've got my heart set
on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
Steady hands just take the wheel
Every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal for the life I lead
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving, but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be
Ohhh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can you see what I see
They're tryin' to come back, all my senses push
Untie the weight tags I never thought I could
Steady feet don't fail me now,
I'm a run till you can't walk
But something pulls my focus out, and I'm standing down.
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone get scared
But I've become what I can't be
Whoa!!!
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, you don't need
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone get scared
I've become what I can't be
Oh, do you see what I see?
I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move
I'm shakin' off the rust
I've got my heart set
on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
Steady hands just take the wheel
Every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal for the life I lead
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving, but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be
Ohhh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can you see what I see
They're tryin' to come back, all my senses push
Untie the weight tags I never thought I could
Steady feet don't fail me now,
I'm a run till you can't walk
But something pulls my focus out, and I'm standing down.
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone get scared
But I've become what I can't be
Whoa!!!
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, you don't need
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone get scared
I've become what I can't be
Oh, do you see what I see?
How I'd Like My Next Haircut
聽見 冬天的離開
Listening to winter passing me by
我在某年某月醒過來
Awaken on this fateful day
我想 我等 我期待
Thinking, waiting, anticipating
未來卻不能因此安排
The future can't be planned
陰天 傍晚 車窗外
Dark & cloudy this evening, looking out of the car's window
未來有一個人在等待
There's someone waiting for me in the future
向左 向右 向前看
ooking around and looking forward
愛要拐幾個彎才來
Love will come after some turns
我遇見誰 會有怎樣的對白
What sort of conversation will we have?
我等的人 他在多遠的未來
The person I'm waiting for is still in the future
我聽見風 來自地鐵和人海
I can hear the wind amongst the crowd
我排著隊 拿著愛的號碼牌
Patiently waiting for my turn in this queue
我往前飛 飛過一片時間海
Gliding forward in time
我們也常在愛情裡受傷害
We've both been hurt in love
我看著路 夢的入口有點窄
Staring at the narrow entrance to dreams
我遇見你是最美麗的意外
To have met you is a beautiful encounter
終有一天 我的謎底會解開
One day, there will be an answer for me
Pain Murders
The only happiness in life is in such simple words yet so unattainable. Apart from being a Merchant's Day, Valentines' Day actually means alot more than all the flowers and chocolates. When we were younger, receiving flowers were rare (in terms of cost and affordability) hence desirable. As we get older, affordability is not longer an issue, it is also not a priority. The simplest of all is to have someone who means alot to be by your side. This is obviously not a luxury that's by any means, within my reach. How would you feel if that special someone is spending time with someone else who is probably higher up the priority list than yourself? I suppose this is why some people relate Valentines' Day as a day of pain more than happiness. To actually spend time with someone out of compassion is totally different and could actually be done on any other day than this one day. If someone would to take some time to sit around with me doing nothing on this day, this person would be of a certain level of importance to me and vice versa. Only an idiot would smile upon giving this time up to someone else.
Maybe it's the alcohol or maybe it's just the disgust that's in the air, all I wanna do now is to throw up whatever that's left in the system and cry the last bits of vapour out. Fatshark thinks that I'm too much of a softie. Ironically, others thinks I'm strong enough to handle the world collapsing down on me and I have no problem taking care of myself. I would like everyone to think of the latter but in actual fact, I have my moments of weakness just like everyone else and in fact, I'm probably more vulnerable than most of you out there. Every song that comes to mind seems to have a ridiculously effective way of encouraging the surge of tears. The heart aches till you feel the pain physically. The mind just keeps running and running. Maybe it will stop one day. The heart will follow suit. Life goes on... Without a soul.
Valentines' Day was a date I set sometime ago for some improvements. Events proved otherwise. Evidence disappoints even the coldest of all human beings. As much as this have all been predicted by the uber woman's intuition, sheer hope kept the feet going and the heart pumping. Footsteps slowed down, tears fall, people turn away seeking safety, hurt is cruelly real. I still believe and I want to keep believing but the pain is just too real. The wet keyboard is stained with shattered dreams. Love is not a game I can afford to play because I'm too weak. The pain is excruciating... I need a shoulder to cry on and for you to tell me that everything will be just fine.
Maybe it's the alcohol or maybe it's just the disgust that's in the air, all I wanna do now is to throw up whatever that's left in the system and cry the last bits of vapour out. Fatshark thinks that I'm too much of a softie. Ironically, others thinks I'm strong enough to handle the world collapsing down on me and I have no problem taking care of myself. I would like everyone to think of the latter but in actual fact, I have my moments of weakness just like everyone else and in fact, I'm probably more vulnerable than most of you out there. Every song that comes to mind seems to have a ridiculously effective way of encouraging the surge of tears. The heart aches till you feel the pain physically. The mind just keeps running and running. Maybe it will stop one day. The heart will follow suit. Life goes on... Without a soul.
Valentines' Day was a date I set sometime ago for some improvements. Events proved otherwise. Evidence disappoints even the coldest of all human beings. As much as this have all been predicted by the uber woman's intuition, sheer hope kept the feet going and the heart pumping. Footsteps slowed down, tears fall, people turn away seeking safety, hurt is cruelly real. I still believe and I want to keep believing but the pain is just too real. The wet keyboard is stained with shattered dreams. Love is not a game I can afford to play because I'm too weak. The pain is excruciating... I need a shoulder to cry on and for you to tell me that everything will be just fine.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Spacing Out
Almost got myself into trouble. Not major but I almost forgot about my "adoption plans" with Urban Legend Wifey when I arranged for a dinner meeting this evening. Thankfully, that guy has to go home to his wife, we had to reschedule the meeting to next week. Urban Legend Wifey and myself are planning to adopt lonely souls, not necessarily single. So if you need an outlet from all the sweetness that gives you the worst toothache of the century, you'll know who to call. So far, the entire group consists of 3 of us with one major dropout and you know who you are. His Facebook message actually reads, Fatshark Guru is in love and misses the love of his life. "I'm happy for you buddy... Be nice! Girls can get a little grumpy at times but all can be easily solved with a little kiss and a generous dose of hugs. Snuggles..."
This day in 2009, I'll probably be attending Adelady's wedding where ever it may be. The glow on her face today was the envy of the whole office. Can't believe that tomorrow is her last day with us. Over the last 10 months, we have had our days of sulky faces but all in all, it's nice to have someone in the office who's closer to your age and you can just talk about the most girly stuffs ever.
Life is never fair but as long as I'm getting a fair deal, I'm not complaining. However, today is one of those days that you start to think if it's due to your skin colour if not anything else that you're not treated on par with everyone else.
*stares blankly into space...
This day in 2009, I'll probably be attending Adelady's wedding where ever it may be. The glow on her face today was the envy of the whole office. Can't believe that tomorrow is her last day with us. Over the last 10 months, we have had our days of sulky faces but all in all, it's nice to have someone in the office who's closer to your age and you can just talk about the most girly stuffs ever.
Life is never fair but as long as I'm getting a fair deal, I'm not complaining. However, today is one of those days that you start to think if it's due to your skin colour if not anything else that you're not treated on par with everyone else.
*stares blankly into space...
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Everyday Seems A Lifetime
Michael Buble Featuring Nelly Furtado
Quando, Quando, Quando
Tell me when will you be mine
Tell me quando quando quando
We can share a love devine
Please don't make me wait again
When will you say yes to me
Tell me quando quando quando
You mean happiness to me
Oh my lover tell me when
Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare
I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when
Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare
I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when
Whoa lover tell me when
Oh darling tell me when
Oh come on tell me when
Yea tell me when
Quando, Quando, Quando
Tell me when will you be mine
Tell me quando quando quando
We can share a love devine
Please don't make me wait again
When will you say yes to me
Tell me quando quando quando
You mean happiness to me
Oh my lover tell me when
Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare
I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when
Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare
I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when
Whoa lover tell me when
Oh darling tell me when
Oh come on tell me when
Yea tell me when
挣扎 - 直到爱消失
This year, Valentines' Day to me is a self inflicted taboo subject. Well, as you see, I can't be bothered anymore. Some thinks it's a commercial day, others truly believe it's a day that lovers express their love to one another. Last year this time, I thought I was the happiest girl in the world and I probably was at that point in time. This year, I don't even want to think about it. Will no expectations still lead to disappointment?
On one hand, I'm glad that Fatshark Guru is back with Skeeter Mom but that only means that I'm left with Urban Legend Wifey. One thing we have in common - we have chosen to be in this position when it's not even a choice to begin with, but every corner of us only hopes to be in the arms of the people who mean the world to us. Despite how the festivity is being marketed and what it's being commonly believed, girls don't need chocolates to tide us over the low period that the man is not around, we need that strong pair of arms who would hold us and reassure us... "Everything is going to be just fine."
Some people go through great lengths for those who means to you. Or rather, everyone go through great lengths for people who makes a difference. Time is generally and subjectively elastic and if the intention is clear, time should not be a barrier. But having said that, time changes things. Time changes how people feel. Time has the capacity to grow disappointment. Time builds enough courage for people to pack and go. Time allows people to see clearly. Time also blurs your vision. Time is something that we both have and not have. Time is something I wanna make it ours instead of just spending all of mine wanting those of yours.
Blur vision is a sign of disillusion... But somehow, it becomes clearer that probably some things are not meant to be and disappointment marks the deadline.
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.
直到爱消失你才懂得
去珍惜身边每个每好风景
只是他早已离去
直到你相逢
他早已经不在对你留恋
最后的你
开始了一段挣扎
你那么爱他
为什么不把他留下
为什么不说心里话
你深爱他
这是每个人都知道啊
你那么爱他
为什么不把他留下
是不是你有深爱的两个他
所以你不想再让自己无法自拔
On one hand, I'm glad that Fatshark Guru is back with Skeeter Mom but that only means that I'm left with Urban Legend Wifey. One thing we have in common - we have chosen to be in this position when it's not even a choice to begin with, but every corner of us only hopes to be in the arms of the people who mean the world to us. Despite how the festivity is being marketed and what it's being commonly believed, girls don't need chocolates to tide us over the low period that the man is not around, we need that strong pair of arms who would hold us and reassure us... "Everything is going to be just fine."
Some people go through great lengths for those who means to you. Or rather, everyone go through great lengths for people who makes a difference. Time is generally and subjectively elastic and if the intention is clear, time should not be a barrier. But having said that, time changes things. Time changes how people feel. Time has the capacity to grow disappointment. Time builds enough courage for people to pack and go. Time allows people to see clearly. Time also blurs your vision. Time is something that we both have and not have. Time is something I wanna make it ours instead of just spending all of mine wanting those of yours.
Blur vision is a sign of disillusion... But somehow, it becomes clearer that probably some things are not meant to be and disappointment marks the deadline.
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.
直到爱消失你才懂得
去珍惜身边每个每好风景
只是他早已离去
直到你相逢
他早已经不在对你留恋
最后的你
开始了一段挣扎
你那么爱他
为什么不把他留下
为什么不说心里话
你深爱他
这是每个人都知道啊
你那么爱他
为什么不把他留下
是不是你有深爱的两个他
所以你不想再让自己无法自拔
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Light Up My Life
My eyelids are getting heavier as time crawls away. I should never waste away time like that but I can't help it. The whiskey from Dodo in NYC's farewell party is still running its last bits in my system. The accumulated amount of horrible sleep debts is getting to me. Trying to fill my mind and time and not leave any space for worries and troubles and in turn, my mental health still suffers on an equivalent scale. Is the packed schedule making my life more fulfilling or does it just illuminate the emptiness?
If only...
If only...
Monday, February 11, 2008
The Big and Small Things in Life
The Singapore Flyer is scheduled for its inaugural ride today. The formal opening will be in March and from now till then, it's all fully booked. To get on today, you will have to pay S$8888. How auspicious! *rolls eyes
It's said in the article that they could put more than 1000 people on the wheel within an hour but really, given the population and the limited tourism we have due to our "sheer size", what makes them think that they are going to work. We're not in London! Having said that, it is a nice touch to our landscape and I have to admit that having the biggest Ferris wheel in the world for now is quite a cool thing. I believe with the right people, the ride can be rather enjoyable as well (er... considering I'm "mildly" afraid of heights) *shiver
This other piece of news is pure hilarious. Another set of loggerhead neighbours! If only law can help them get to the bottom of their problems and solve it... Unfortunately, life isn't all that simple.
Geek.
Gambling becomes like part and parcel of Chinese New Year celebrations in most parts of the world where there are Chinese which essentially means, EVERYWHERE. The kids in my family brings out their bigger than life red packets and boxes of cash and mind you, they ARE still kids with ages ranging from 8 to 21. This year, the scene is rather toned down compared to 2 years back when the winnings (and losses) go by the hundreds. And again, they're still kids and 2 years back, they were 6 to 19!
Friends are another source of this poisonous addiction which the government is strongly discouraging by wanting us to pay the extra 100 bucks to get into the IR thinking they will deter these people and all they have achieved is to make Singaporeans feel like they are all second class citizens.
Lastly, something really sad. Utterly romantic and with no effort, wet my eyes. In Florida, a bride dies within an hour into her new marriage. At least we know that she died when she was living her best moments.
He consoles himself by reading a list of "101 Reasons Why I Love You" that Sjostrom gave him their first Christmas together. "Number 1. You make me smile."
No. 98 is especially difficult, the one not meant to be: "You're the one I want to grow old with."
It's said in the article that they could put more than 1000 people on the wheel within an hour but really, given the population and the limited tourism we have due to our "sheer size", what makes them think that they are going to work. We're not in London! Having said that, it is a nice touch to our landscape and I have to admit that having the biggest Ferris wheel in the world for now is quite a cool thing. I believe with the right people, the ride can be rather enjoyable as well (er... considering I'm "mildly" afraid of heights) *shiver
This other piece of news is pure hilarious. Another set of loggerhead neighbours! If only law can help them get to the bottom of their problems and solve it... Unfortunately, life isn't all that simple.
Geek.
Gambling becomes like part and parcel of Chinese New Year celebrations in most parts of the world where there are Chinese which essentially means, EVERYWHERE. The kids in my family brings out their bigger than life red packets and boxes of cash and mind you, they ARE still kids with ages ranging from 8 to 21. This year, the scene is rather toned down compared to 2 years back when the winnings (and losses) go by the hundreds. And again, they're still kids and 2 years back, they were 6 to 19!
Friends are another source of this poisonous addiction which the government is strongly discouraging by wanting us to pay the extra 100 bucks to get into the IR thinking they will deter these people and all they have achieved is to make Singaporeans feel like they are all second class citizens.
Lastly, something really sad. Utterly romantic and with no effort, wet my eyes. In Florida, a bride dies within an hour into her new marriage. At least we know that she died when she was living her best moments.
He consoles himself by reading a list of "101 Reasons Why I Love You" that Sjostrom gave him their first Christmas together. "Number 1. You make me smile."
No. 98 is especially difficult, the one not meant to be: "You're the one I want to grow old with."
Sunday, February 10, 2008
爱我别走
只剩下钢琴陪我谈了一天
睡着的大提琴安静的旧旧的
我想你已表现的非常明白
我懂我也知道你没有舍不得
你说你也会难过我不相信
牵着你陪着我也只是曾经
希望他是真的比我还要爱你
我才会逼自己离开
你要我说多难堪我根本不想分开
为什么还要我用微笑来带过
我没有这种天份包容你也接受他
不用担心的太多我会一直好好过
你已经远远离开我也会慢慢走开
为什么我连分开都迁就着你
我真的没有天份安静的没这么快
我会学着放弃你是因为我太爱你
天空灰的像哭过
离开你以后
并没有更自由
酸酸的空气
守住我们的距离
一幕醉心的结局
像呼吸般无法停息
抽屉泛黄的日记
找到了回忆
那笑容是傻气
你我的过去
被深深真的忘记
缺氧过后的爱情
存心的眼泪是多余
我知道你我都没有错
只是忘了怎么退后
信誓旦旦给的承诺
全被时间扑了空
我知道我们都没有错
只是放手会比较好过
最美的爱情会一定带去
我知道我们都没有错
只是放手会比较好过
最美的爱情回忆里带去(待续)
(相信你我还会有开始
只因我们都没有错)
久未放晴的天空
依旧留着你的笑容
哭过却无法掩埋歉疚
风筝在阴天搁浅
想念还在等待救援
我拉着线复习你给的温柔
暴晒在一旁的寂寞
笑我给不起承诺
怎么会怎么会你竟原谅了我
我只能永远读着对白
读着我给你的伤害
我原谅不了我
就请你当作我已不在
我睁开双眼看着空白
忘记你对我的期待
读完了依赖
我很快就离开
天空灰的像哭过
离开你以后
并没有更自由
酸酸的空气
守住我们的距离
一幕醉心的结局
像呼吸般无法停息
抽屉泛黄的日记
找到了回忆
那笑容是傻气
你我的过去
被深深真的忘记
缺氧过后的爱情
存心的眼泪是多余
我知道你我都没有错
只是忘了怎么退后
信誓旦旦给的承诺
全被时间扑了空
我知道我们都没有错
只是放手比较好过
最美的爱情回忆里带去
我到了这个时候还是一样
夜里的寂寞容易叫人悲伤
我不敢想的太多
因为我一个人
迎面而来的月光拉长身影
漫无目的地走在冷冷的街
我没有你的消息
因为我在想你
爱我别走
如果你说你不爱我
不要听见你真的说出口
再给我一点温柔
爱我别走
如果你说你不爱我
不要听见你真的说出口
再给我一点温柔
我到了这个时候还是一样
夜里的寂寞容易叫人悲伤
我不敢想的太多
因为我一个人
迎面而来的月光拉长身影
漫无目的地走在冷冷的街
我没有你的消息
因为我在想你
爱我别走
如果你说你不爱我
不要听见你真的说出口
再给我一点温柔
爱我别走
如果你说你不爱我
不要听见你真的说出口
再给我一点温柔
爱我别走
如果你说你不爱我
不要听见你真的说出口
再给我一点温柔
Friday, February 08, 2008
Mask
It's Chinese New Year. My mood is complex. I can't decipher how I should be thinking or feeling. It's a chore to even put them in words. I shall not attempt to depress you guys on this joyous occasion. Enjoy the long weekend!
If only I can hear what my heart is saying and if I can say what my heart wants to say...
I'm dressed to impress today but I don't have a ready set of audience. Maybe I do but are they the people I want to impress? I'm too tired to impress anyone. I want someone to hear me. The real me that's underneath all the make up, nice dresses and gorgeous heels.
Emptiness is hard to bear.
I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
Strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind
Pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy...happy
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I lay my head onto the sand
The sky resembles a backlit canopy
With holes punched in it
I'm counting UFOs
I signal them with my lighter
And in this moment I am happy...happy
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
Wish you were here
The world's a roller coaster
And I am not strapped in
Maybe I should hold with care
But my hands are busy in the air saying:
I wish you were here
I wish you were
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
Wish you were here
If only I can hear what my heart is saying and if I can say what my heart wants to say...
I'm dressed to impress today but I don't have a ready set of audience. Maybe I do but are they the people I want to impress? I'm too tired to impress anyone. I want someone to hear me. The real me that's underneath all the make up, nice dresses and gorgeous heels.
Emptiness is hard to bear.
I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
Strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind
Pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy...happy
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I lay my head onto the sand
The sky resembles a backlit canopy
With holes punched in it
I'm counting UFOs
I signal them with my lighter
And in this moment I am happy...happy
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
Wish you were here
The world's a roller coaster
And I am not strapped in
Maybe I should hold with care
But my hands are busy in the air saying:
I wish you were here
I wish you were
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Chicken Brain
I swear I have the memory of a chicken. I'm so careless and forgetful, I'm always losing my stuffs. I try to be very careful but somehow, I'll manage to lose some really important stuffs along the way. Which reminds me - I'll have to get my identity card replaced and this is the 3rd time I'm doing this.
It's a very short day so I shall think of what to write later on but I just wanna scream out loud that it's nice to be held close.
It's a very short day so I shall think of what to write later on but I just wanna scream out loud that it's nice to be held close.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Runaway
Looks like everyone is back in town. When asked if I'll ever relocate either for commercial or residential purposes, I've always been excited with the idea and admittedly been playing with it for a while. I had my stint in China and now I'm back but I doubt I'll go anywhere with my job. Recently, the need to run away is resurfacing and I'm starting to toy with the idea of going away for a bit. The only thing being, I love my job and my life is generally good despite some glitches... Well, potentially killer scale ones.
The MBA/LLM with UNSW will effectively put me away for a good 2 years or more or a more sensible choice is to do my LLM (Master of Laws) by coursework which will take me 1 year to get done and over with. Frankly, a choice like that doesn't hype me up like I would have been a couple of years back. I'm so tired of everything, I just want like a peaceful life and live it. But given my personality, I just need the right click for me to pack up and go in 6 seconds, monetary considerations aside.
Should I stay or go?
The MBA/LLM with UNSW will effectively put me away for a good 2 years or more or a more sensible choice is to do my LLM (Master of Laws) by coursework which will take me 1 year to get done and over with. Frankly, a choice like that doesn't hype me up like I would have been a couple of years back. I'm so tired of everything, I just want like a peaceful life and live it. But given my personality, I just need the right click for me to pack up and go in 6 seconds, monetary considerations aside.
Should I stay or go?
Monday, February 04, 2008
Holiday Mood
| The Keys to Your Heart |
 You are attracted to obedience and warmth. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted. |
| Your Mind is 64% Cluttered |
 Your mind is quite cluttered. And like most clutter, it's a bunch of crap you don't need. Try writing down your worst problems and fears. And then put them out of your mind for a while. |
| You are a Serious Date |
 Your dating philosophy? "Dating is for finding a compatible partner" You're not so concerned with how you date... As much as where the relationship ends up. Guys to look for: Men who write a good bit about what they're looking for. Not only does it show that they are serious about dating as well - But that they've already put a good deal of thought in to it. |
| Your Ideal Marriage Proposal Is |
 Mutual, after a great conversation about your future and feelings. |
| Your Learning Style: Innovative and Independent |
 You are determined and driven. Confident in your abilities, no field is too difficult for you. You Should Study: Astronomy Biology Chemistry Design Engineering Philosophy Physics Political Science |
| Your Ideal Hairstyle: |
 |
| You Should Drive a BMW |
 Refined and classy, you want a car that looks rich... and goes fast! |
| Your Passion is Purple! |
 You've got a ton of passion, but you don't always wear it on your sleeve. If something truly excites you, you let your inner intensity shine through. But otherwise, your passion tends to morph into energy ... which you never lack. You're a balanced woman, knowing when to turn on the fire in your heart. |
| You're a Part Time Maneater |
 While you're not a black widow, you've definitely left a few guys feeling used and abused. You're only out for fun, but sometimes you get a little carried away with your flirting. Cute guys tend to make you lose control. You really can't help it! You're a good girl at heart... you just can't help but let your bad girl side out sometimes! |
| You Are Spring! |
 Playful Sweet Fresh Airy |
| You Have Good Manners 65% of the Time |
 Your manners are quite excellent. You are well versed in etiquette. Of course you have the occasional slip up, but you even apologize with grace. |
| Your Blogging Type is Kind and Harmonious |
 You're an approachable blogger who tends to have many online friends. People new to your blogging circle know they can count on you for support. You tend to mediate fighting and drama. You set a cooperative tone. You have a great eye for design - and your blog tends to be the best looking on the block! |
| You Should Date A Japanese Guy! |
 You're an interesting blend of traditional and modern And a Japanese guy is likely to be on your wavelength Maybe you'll show your love by dying your hair the same color Or get married in a traditional white kimono! |
| You Would Do Most Things For Love |
 You are willing to go pretty far for love - but not far enough to compromise your core values. Love is a priority for you, and you'll go further than most people to hold on to someone you love. But killing for love? Or even taking a bullet? Probably out of the question. No matter what, you love yourself the most! |
| Your Fashion Style is Trendy |
 You love fashion and live to shop And keeping up with the latest trends is what you love best You know what's in, out, about to be in, and about to be out You love to dress your friends and would make a killer celebrity stylist |
Hold Her Closer
Tears are words the heart can't express and according to an Argentinian saying, the one who loves you will make you weep.
“Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see life with a clearer view again.”
“The tears fall, they're so easy to wipe off onto my sleeve, but how do I erase the stain from my heart?”
“Tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it.” Albert Smith
Why do we cry and are women more prone to tears or is it just a myth? I never quite liked to cry especially in front of others. The best spot would be to be tucked underneath the "protection zone" of my pillow and aptly named comforter.
My life right now, is a joke. One I can't bring myself to laugh at but occasionally, I find myself jeering at my mirror image. Is this a clown I see before me?
I have to admit I don't pray as much as I should and I barely say my graces before chomping down on the next pot of chicken curry and could only hope it's not gonna give me Delhi Belly.
Last night, I prayed.
The very moment I called out I just cried. I forgot when was the last time I entirely washed my face with tears and mucus (Ewww I know). I cried. I couldn't speak. I just poured out everything. I shouldn't but I did - I doubted, I argued, I kicked my legs like a child who couldn't get what she wants in Toys'R'Us. Why me? Why me?
Why is it that I can't bring myself to walk away? It's never been this hard to walk away...
When you see love
And you don't know what it is
You might find yourself in fear
To show your heart
But when you feel is
And it's oh, so wonderful
You might find yourself in fear
To let it part, in fear to let it part
So hold her closer when she cries
Hold her closer when she feels
She needs a hand to hold
Someone who'll never let her go again
And hold him closer when he tries
To hold the tears back from his eyes
Don't say goodbye
When your heart decides
That it's time to let it through
There's no reason to be scared
To open up
Cause love may be blind
But all of us don't see it
So just once in your life
If you hear the knock of love
Just let it in
Hold her closer when she cries
Hold her closer when you know it's time to say goodbye
You hurry back to see her smile again
And hold him closer when he's down
When his world is upside down
Turn it around
So hold her closer when she cries
Hold her closer when she feels
She needs a hand to hold
Someone who'll never let her go
And hold her closer when she's down
When her world is upside down
Turn it around
Hold her close
“Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see life with a clearer view again.”
“The tears fall, they're so easy to wipe off onto my sleeve, but how do I erase the stain from my heart?”
“Tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it.” Albert Smith
Why do we cry and are women more prone to tears or is it just a myth? I never quite liked to cry especially in front of others. The best spot would be to be tucked underneath the "protection zone" of my pillow and aptly named comforter.
My life right now, is a joke. One I can't bring myself to laugh at but occasionally, I find myself jeering at my mirror image. Is this a clown I see before me?
I have to admit I don't pray as much as I should and I barely say my graces before chomping down on the next pot of chicken curry and could only hope it's not gonna give me Delhi Belly.
Last night, I prayed.
The very moment I called out I just cried. I forgot when was the last time I entirely washed my face with tears and mucus (Ewww I know). I cried. I couldn't speak. I just poured out everything. I shouldn't but I did - I doubted, I argued, I kicked my legs like a child who couldn't get what she wants in Toys'R'Us. Why me? Why me?
Why is it that I can't bring myself to walk away? It's never been this hard to walk away...
When you see love
And you don't know what it is
You might find yourself in fear
To show your heart
But when you feel is
And it's oh, so wonderful
You might find yourself in fear
To let it part, in fear to let it part
So hold her closer when she cries
Hold her closer when she feels
She needs a hand to hold
Someone who'll never let her go again
And hold him closer when he tries
To hold the tears back from his eyes
Don't say goodbye
When your heart decides
That it's time to let it through
There's no reason to be scared
To open up
Cause love may be blind
But all of us don't see it
So just once in your life
If you hear the knock of love
Just let it in
Hold her closer when she cries
Hold her closer when you know it's time to say goodbye
You hurry back to see her smile again
And hold him closer when he's down
When his world is upside down
Turn it around
So hold her closer when she cries
Hold her closer when she feels
She needs a hand to hold
Someone who'll never let her go
And hold her closer when she's down
When her world is upside down
Turn it around
Hold her close
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Fuck the Vaio
My Vaio died on me. What can I do? I'm still living out Sod's Law and it sucks. Life is playing a humongous trick on me!
I can't trust anyone and now I can't even trust my notebook?
Can I just burst out in tears?
FUCK!
I can't trust anyone and now I can't even trust my notebook?
Can I just burst out in tears?
FUCK!
Not The Knot Again
It seems that 2008 is a good year to tie the knot or something. So far, I've already heard of at least 10 of them. One took place yesterday, another one last week, about 4 in March, another at least 5 or 6 for the rest of this year and 2008 has barely started. Ouch! That's a very vocal scream from my pocket! One of the pairs getting married in March is already planning if they want a Mickey or MooMoo baby and because the hubby is one stubborn ex-classmate of mine, the wife is determined to not have another stubborn MooMoo. But if you ask me, why not just let nature take its course?
The groom (Balloon Sculptor) for yesterday...
This picture does not show our complete gang but the groom would have the pictures to send us too. Until then, make do...
A friend of 23 years...
We're currently planning to write a song together and I'll provide the lyrics. In Mandarin! We'll see...
The groom (Balloon Sculptor) for yesterday...
This picture does not show our complete gang but the groom would have the pictures to send us too. Until then, make do...
A friend of 23 years...
We're currently planning to write a song together and I'll provide the lyrics. In Mandarin! We'll see...
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Too Little Too Much
Tucked myself into bed earlier after polluting my body with prescribed drugs last night thinking that more sleep would help my mind to rest. Subconsciously, I was hoping the phone would ring, be it a phonecall or a simple text message but the entire device just went mute. Having little trust in failing technology, I picked up the darn phone on an interval of every 3 minutes to check that it is not turned off like it usually does. The turmoil lasted through the night up till this morning. I could sleep no more, 8 hours was more than sufficient which is entirely unlike me. I used to go on a minimum of 12 hours sleep at any given day, whether be it to be during exams or when I had too much to drink, I could just sleep on. Could have been the "adult" working life routine and biological clock that my body has gotten used to but it could just be the g'zillion things going through my head. It is not me to be unreasonably demanding or have unreasonable expectations so I should stop thinking of dumb things "spoiling" my thoughts. I need to go wakeboarding. Cooping at home is not good for me. I need to fill my time with loads of stuffs.
Woke up and saw Urban Legend Wifey's tagline saying that she's lonely. I wasn't any better. At least hers did not last as long as mine did or rather still does...
同样的一场日落
同样你还是没说
只是抱紧我
时间一到就松手
你用一万个理由
都比沉默还温柔
为什么爱我又不断退后
你害怕的是什么
你想要的是什么
站在你背后
我连呼吸都痛
我要 相信你是爱我的
我要 相信你是勇敢的
我烦 时间是最残酷的
我怎么等
我要 相信你是爱我的
不要 当我每次唱情歌
眼里总有太多泪
不停拉扯
我用一万个答案
解释我们的距离
到最后发现我全都猜错
你害怕的是什么
你想要的是什么
站在你背后
我连呼吸都痛
我要 相信你是爱我的
我要 相信你是勇敢的
我烦 时间是最残酷的
我怎么等
我要 相信你是爱我的
不要 当我每次唱情歌
眼里总有太多泪
不停拉扯
你怀里有太多问号
告诉我怎么依靠
我要 相信你是爱我的
我要 相信你是勇敢的
我烦 时间是最残酷的
我怎么等
我要 相信你是爱我的
不要 当我每次唱情歌
眼里总有太多泪
不停拉扯
I have to go find something to occupy my mind...
Woke up and saw Urban Legend Wifey's tagline saying that she's lonely. I wasn't any better. At least hers did not last as long as mine did or rather still does...
同样的一场日落
同样你还是没说
只是抱紧我
时间一到就松手
你用一万个理由
都比沉默还温柔
为什么爱我又不断退后
你害怕的是什么
你想要的是什么
站在你背后
我连呼吸都痛
我要 相信你是爱我的
我要 相信你是勇敢的
我烦 时间是最残酷的
我怎么等
我要 相信你是爱我的
不要 当我每次唱情歌
眼里总有太多泪
不停拉扯
我用一万个答案
解释我们的距离
到最后发现我全都猜错
你害怕的是什么
你想要的是什么
站在你背后
我连呼吸都痛
我要 相信你是爱我的
我要 相信你是勇敢的
我烦 时间是最残酷的
我怎么等
我要 相信你是爱我的
不要 当我每次唱情歌
眼里总有太多泪
不停拉扯
你怀里有太多问号
告诉我怎么依靠
我要 相信你是爱我的
我要 相信你是勇敢的
我烦 时间是最残酷的
我怎么等
我要 相信你是爱我的
不要 当我每次唱情歌
眼里总有太多泪
不停拉扯
I have to go find something to occupy my mind...
Friday, February 01, 2008
Random Tests
Not in the mood to write so had been doing a range of tests... Sibeh boliao I know...
Lunchtime!
Oh Happy Birthday Daddy!!!
| You're Confident...Sometimes |
 You can seem confident when the occasion calls for it But inside you may be experiencing a bit of self doubt A little more inner confidence could take you far... And convince others that you're as confident as you try to seem |
| You Are an Indifferent Ex |
 You're not one of those girls who thinks about her exes - or even remembers them "Love 'em and Leave 'em" is your motto. And your break ups tend to be a clean break. It's a nice strategy to have, and guys appreciate your total lack of emotional baggage. But just a little reminder: it is okay to remember the good parts of your past, even with exes. |
| You'll Find Love Where You Least Expect It |
 You're the type most likely to find love... surprised? You shouldn't be! You're a fun, independent woman who is always out and about. And you're smart to sometimes leave your girlfriends behind and go it alone. Men love to approach you when you're out by yourself - including Mr. Perfect! |
| You Are Medium Maintenance |
 You aren't as hard to deal with as some girls But you aren't the most laid back chick either You're easy to deal with 90% of the time, but watch out for that 10%! If the guy you are with has good intentions, then calm down a little But if he's really screwing up, don't waste your breath - move on :-) |
| You Will Be a Cool Parent |
 You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need. You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law. While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top. You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant! |
| You Are A Vanilla Ice Cream Girl |
 Flexible. Easygoing. Classic. |
| You Will Be a Traditional Bride! |
 You're the type of girl who is feminine, old fashioned, and totally traditional. You've been dreaming of your wedding day since you were young And you can't wait to be a princess in your big white gown. It's likely that you'll have a big family wedding and take your husband's name While a huge affair will be fun, just don't go all Bridezilla about the color of your napkins! |
| You Are Big Black Boots! |
 You can be best described as: attitude You've got lots of it - and you love to give it A guy has to be pretty gusty to hit on you But if he's your type, you'll warm up... a little |
| Your Driving Is is: 63% Male, 37% Female |
 According to studies, you generally drive like a typical male. You're confident in your driving skills, and hardly any situation gets the better of you. And while you may have a few tickets under your belt, you're still a very good driver. |
| Your Outrageous Name is: |
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| You Are Very Sexy |
 Damn! You are one hot number. You have a lot of sex appeal. You know you're sexy, and you're not afraid to put it all out there. And while you're very appealing, you're careful not to be trashy or over the top. Sexy is all about attitude. And you totally have the attitude that people love. How You Are Sexy You feel gorgeous, and you always try to look your best. You make the best of what you've got. Totally sexy! Your modern look is sexy. You don't give people too much of the same old thing. You like to change it up. You keep your body fit and healthy, and that's hot. Plus, sweating is also sexy! You are flirtatious and fun with most people. You know how to keep things light, friendly, and sexy. |
| You Are an Alpha Female |
 Powerful, confident, and successful - you are definitely a dominant force. You control social and dating situations. It's clear that you're always in charge. |
| Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
 You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convincing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. |
| You Are 52% Girly |
 You're a little girly, a little boyish, and probably a whole lot indie. You have your own unique style, and it pretty much defies gender lines. |
| Your Birth Month is January |
 You are a natural leader who is able to stand up when no one else can. Strong and powerful, you tend to overshadow those around you. Your soul reflects: deep love, fascination with life, and a distinctive persona Your gemstone: Garnet Your flower: Snowdrop Your colors: Black, dark red, and dark blue |
| Your Hidden Talent |
 You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words. You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel. People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation. When you're up, you make everyone happy. But when you're down, everyone suffers. |
| Your Love Style is Agape |
 You are a caring, kind, and selfless partner. Unsurprisingly, your love style is the most rare. You are willing to sacrifice your world for your sweetie. Except it doesn't really feel like sacrifice to you. For you, nothing feels better than giving to the one you love. |
| Your Travel Personality Is: The Adventurer |
 For you, travel is how you learn about the world. And you like to learn the stuff that's not in guidebooks. You truly have wanderlust. When you're not traveling, you're dreaming about where you'll go next. And your travels are truly legendary - they leave you with stories you'll be telling for the rest of your life! |
| You are a Great Girlfriend |
 When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself You're the perfect blend of independent and caring You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too! |
| You Are a Bit Prissy |
 From time to time you can be a princess, but these days, who isn't a little high maintenance? You know what you want, and you're definitely not afraid to ask for it. (Just refrain from having a temper tantrum if you don't get your way!) There's nothing wrong with having high standards... as long as they're occasionally low enough to allow spontaneity and fun! |
| You Have Your PhD in Men |
 You understand men almost better than anyone. You accept that guys are very different, and you read signals well. Work what you know about men, and your relationships will be blissful. |
| You Are Definitely a Hot Chick |
 While your little black book isn't as thick as Paris Hilton's... You get the most dates of any girl you know It's your whole five star package that attracts men - Your looks, your charm, and your ability tie a cherry with your tongue. |
| You Are Lightning |
 Beautiful yet dangerous People will stop and watch you when you appear Even though you're capable of random violence You are best known for: your power Your dominant state: performing |
| You Are a Practical Gift Giver |
 Your gifts are useful, appropriate, and custom tailored to each person. In your opinion, the best gifts are gifts that someone will actually use. Your gifts may not be the most glamourous, but they are always appreciated. |
| Never Date a Scorpio |
 Jealous, paranoid, and possessive - deep down, your Scorpio will never trust you. And even if you are very trust worthy person, Scorpio's paranoia may drive you to act out. Instead try dating: Aries, Gemini, Libra, or Sagittarius |
| You Are Jennifer Aniston |
 Girl next door with a free spirit. You're low key and naturally sexy. Sweet and approachable, people are attracted to your upbeat attitude. And even when life doesn't go your way, you always eventually turn things around. |
| You Are Most Like Carrie! |
 You're quirky, flirty, and every guy's perfect first date. But can the guy in question live up to your romantic ideal? It's tough for you to find the right match - you're more than a little picky. Never fear... You've got a great group of friends and a great closet of clothes, no matter what! Romantic prediction: You'll fall for someone this year... Totally different from any guy you've dated. |
Lunchtime!
Oh Happy Birthday Daddy!!!
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