till i see you

dudes and dudettes,

have an awesome days off, and enjoy your holidays.

catch you guys later when i’m back to mud city, in another nine days time.

so till then, miss me dearly, wokie

tears of heaven

at times like this, when there really ain’t any great releasing method handy, i resorted to letting my floodgates open.

i am not sad, nor am i depressed. i just need to unload and release my tension and stress. i can’t seem to have my de-stressing method any handy, hence i resort to the old fashion way of stress releasing – crying.

not that after crying i’ll miraculously feel better, but then at least it helps release some form of frustrations. i always believe that when one cries, the tears will wash away all unhappiness.

well, not sure how well it’s going to work this time round. even my floodgate ran low on water, so not much water supply comes running. LOL. but i am still stress nevertheless. and i expect to be even more stressed out after my break from CNY.

not exactly the goddess

by goddess i meant domestic goddess.

well you know, one who cooks and bakes heavenly food.

but am trying to. and since i haven’t touch the mixer and mixing bowl for quite some time, pardon the not so pretty looking cookies:

butter shortbread

this, is the butter shortbread that i so love. my second attempt ever in my life, and i’ve got to say, this round its way more successful than six years ago. the taste is exactly what i envisioned, just that i really got to work on my presentation skills

de-stress

i need a good de-stress session.

where are you when i needed you the most?

scent

and the scent of your cologne lingers on,

tickling my nostrils,

flooding my memory.

i close my eyes,

and i took a deep breath,

allowing my mind to wander into yet another wonderland,

and i can feel the muscle of my lips curved into a satisfying smile.

i love the lingering scent of your cologne

green with envy

i am a green-eyed monster that turns green with envy.

green-eyed monster

yes. i am jealous

what i do

when i’m left home alone and bored?

i whipped out the newly purchased make up base and concealer, and my make up pouches.

and you’ve got a bimbo baby painting her eyes and transformed into a full blown bimbo.

and there you have it, my “look”:

bimbo

sometimes i do have my blond moments

threesome

if the plan pulls through, it’s going to be an awesome threesome!!!!!

wouldn’t it be nice

Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older?
Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
And wouldn’t it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong
You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together
Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through
The happy times together we’ve been spending
I wish that every kiss was never ending…
Wouldn’t it be nice?
Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray… it might come true
Baby, then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldn’t do…
We could be married and then we’d be happy,
Wouldn’t it be nice?
You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But let’s talk about it…
Wouldn’t it be nice?

long face

*sigh*