an open love confession

so this is so not me at all, to tell the world of how much i love you. but i just want you to know that it is you who gave me strength to go through the day. you are literally my soul and mean of survival. each day without you i will not be able to push through the day. and when you are not around, i am drown in lethargy and sadness. you are my source of energy and the endorphin rush.

so it had been 4 days now, that i have not have you. oh coffee… how could i ever quit you? now that i’m so used to you.

forget about quitting you, my dear coffee. without you i’d rather die. i’m suffering from caffeine withdrawal!! sheesh!!!

still obsessed

with jason mraz’s i’m yours….. love this song!!

and the lyrics:

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I’m trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I’ll be giving it my bestest
And nothing’s going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it’s again my turn to win some or learn some

I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing
We’re just one big family
And It’s our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

So I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours

Scooch on over closer dear
And i will nibble your ear

I’ve been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I’m be saying is there ain’t no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It’s what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

But I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find that the sky is yours
Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t
There’s no need to complicate
Cause our time is short
This oh this this is out fate, I’m yours!

twilight

a bizarre relationship, unorthodox, abnormal. haven’t watch the show, haven’t read the book. but i wonder, will that love actually last? i mean in a relationship where the man wasn’t exactly available, and it seems that to be with that person it will take a lot of courage and will go through hardships… how will it end exactly? the relationship i mean. hmm, it gets me thinking, will love overcome everything and triumph, or will they go separate ways in the end?

anyways, the show’s out today. can’t wait to catch it. and you’ve got to agree with me, robert pattinson is so so so cute!!

out of ideas

i’m seriously running out of ideas to blog. but i still want to update my blog daily, just cause i’m really obssessed with blogging. but then i seriously don’t know what to write. there are tonnes of things that are actually in my mind…. you know, like a bullet train, just weaving through……. and lots of ideas popped out, but none usable (or sharable at this point of time, unless i wrote it as a password protected post, but then i’ll piss some people off).

and i kept thinking, why does my blog gets duller by the day? am i that boring?? does nothing interesting happen around me?? well, there are lately. something lovely happen that gives you the warm fuzzy feeling that life is good. but i’m really selfish so i don’t want to share that. and then that leaves nothing for me to write, right? well, just pure nonsense and jibberish like what i’m writing and what you’re reading now. and nobody has done anything to piss me off enough to rant it on the blog.

and speaking of rantings, i find that majority of my readers enjoy my posts more when it’s about me bitching about someone else. and it seems that even with much hatred or pissy emotions when i wrote it, my readers took it in as humorous. i mean, i find my bitching posts rather sinister at times, but you guys actually liked it?? like really enjoy it??? wow!! good for you i guess, but sucks for the intended person, though….

but anyways. i generally blog to kill boredom. so ya, when you see multiple posts in a day, then  you’ll know how bored i am.

signing off now lar…. the more i type the more depress i get later cos i will think my blog is boring. haiyor!! women and their mood swings!! *ahem*

the sun rises from the west

note: please read this post in a very fast pace, as i am all hyper and excited when i typed it, so please, in order to “feel” my happiness, read it as fast as you can.

and it shall set on the east. no i’m not babbling. it’s theoretically unproven, until now. proof?? i’ll give you proof. i woke up at the ungodly hour of 5.26 am and instead of feeling all cranky and worked up, i open my eyes with a huge smile on my face!!!! don’t believe me?? ask Mocha (my bear). Mocha’s been the poor victim of my endless abuse and ranting target whenever i woke up before time. and usually, i’ll either smack him or kick him aside (poor soul, if he does have one… sorry baby, you’re too fluffy to bully).

so anyways, instead of kicking and punching poor Mocha, i gave him a huge dry smooch (dry so i won’t catchy any fur in my mouth lar, you get it one lar) and said Good Morning to him… so tell me. didn’t the sun rise from the west instead?? how many times will you find me cheery chirpy when i woke up before 6 in the morning? almost never, right?!

yeah, so i’m so so so happy. i don’t know why. okay maybe i know why. but i won’t tell. ok, maybe i’ll tell… remember the dress i tell you guys about, that i really liked but had outgrown it? guess what?? it fits again!!!!! so it’s like i’m almost reaching my goal of going down to a 100 lbs. how cool is that.. and the cherry on top of the icing is that, i found out that my roomie’s weighing scale is off by 2 kgs. so, i am actually 2 kg lighter than i actually thought i am!!!! hahahaha!!! ok by now, i am imagining certain people calling me a crazy weight obsessive person *ahem* but ya!!! what the heck!! call me all you want!! i don’t care!! so phyll, u’re not the only one losing bum size… i’m losing mine too!!!!! cheer with me, will ya???

p/s: i realize that when i wanted to categorize this post, i have no happy category… wow, i must have been a really sad and negative person before!!! i guess i shall turn that around from now on!!

what the hell is wrong with me??

i slept long enough to recuperate from the bouts of insomnia i had, yet i still wake up lethargic.

i chill long enough for any mentally troubled person to untie their mental knots, yet i am still very much entangled up in my mind.

i’ve taken enough medication to have killed all the whatever sickness inducing bacterias, yet i’m still feeling feverish and hugging the toilet.

i have thoughts that run 180 miles per hour inside my head and i still come to no conclusion and solutions.

i think i’m slowly losing it, but then i came back to my senses.. and when i thought i am sane again, i’m slowly losing it…

i think i think too much, way out of my comprehension, that i am driving myself crazy over little issues that they called life.

what exactly is wrong with me?? nuff said!

missing love

i miss the whisperings of i love you into my lover’s ear,
i miss the tightness of his arm around me, letting me know that he’s always there.
i miss those endless conversations talking about the future, when we knew none of it,
i miss the endless nights of counting the stars and watching CSI marathon because i insisted.
i miss whipping the cake batter and staring intensely at the oven for the cake to rise,
i miss basking the turkey for 5 hours just in hope that the turkey turns out well.
i miss busying around the kitchen just to come up with a lovely candle lit dinner,
i miss being treated for a wonderful dinner just for the sake of eating out.

i miss the long strolls that lovers will take forever to reach the girl’s place 500 meters down the street,
i miss the careless whispers of love promises into each others ears.

i miss the arguments that had the girl burst in tears and the boy stomp out in anger,
i miss the make up sessions afterwards that bond the couple even stronger together.

simply said, i miss falling in love with somebody. when will my prince charming come and sweep me off my feet??

p/s: pardon my cheesy post.

why is it so difficult to get a wristlet??

lately i’ve been craving for a wristlet… badly…. why?? it’s not because i like everything about fashion, but rather i find it really troublesome to bring a whole purse or handbag out whenever you just want to drop by somewhere fast. now, i don’t even feel like bringing a handbag out shopping anymore (though be assured that i will still shop for handbags).

so i went browsing at KLCC (of all places, i know…. but it’s within walking distance to my office ok) and of all stores i walked into Coach just because i like it. so i was looking up and down, left and right, hopefully will find something that i really really like. too bad, it was either too small, or too pricey. well, i saw one, but it’s RM700, a little beyond my reach. so gotta give it a go… just in case you wonder what’s a wristlet, this is a wristlet:

and this is what i’d like to get… not sure whether i actually saw this in Coach KLCC, though… will probably head down to Pavilion or Gardens to check it out, you know, for the sake of checking it out (not like i’ll really buy it)

then i went on to other stores as well to check it out.. saw a Calvin Klein at Isetan up for 60% off. decent size (a tad to big) but since it’s the last piece and dreadfully dirtied, so i put it back.. and then i walked all the way to MNG hopefully to score some cheap and usable wristlets. to my dismay, nothing there….

so why is it so difficult to get one wristlet??? i walked past a few kiosk, but all they sell were glittery wristlets and clutches that i don’t even look at. i mean am i suppose to carry a disco ball round my wrist when i go mamak for teh tarik?? no, right!!

so i suppose my hunt for the perfect (read: cheap, stylish, good quality) wristlet continues, or until i totally give up hope on searching it. eeks!!

happy bunny

was out walking with my mom last night at none other than the hot spot: sungai wang… and as i was browsing through this store that sells RM10 t-shirt, something rather nostalgic caught my eyes!!!! HAPPY BUNNY!!!!!!!!!

oh well, it’s not an original happy bunny t-shirt, rather a imitation with a less than perfect happy bunny printed on the not so good quality t-shirt. well, it’s RM10, so guess what? i bought it.  and for those who are still in canada, or even u who are in the UK found any of the happy bunny t-shirts (i know i find lots of them in wal-mart), please help me buy one or two?? they’re so evil and mean that i cannot resist it lor… ok.. so the t-shirt that i bought writes “cute but psycho” on it….

and there are many more… for instance:

cute right??? maybe i’ll start hunting this cheeky bunny in mud city, then maybe i’ll be as psychedelic as the bunny is..

to trim or not to trim??

i was still contemplating as to what to do with my hair.. i’m not so determined to keep it silky black long anymore, as i’ve slowly lost the passion for long black hair, and now that the length of my hair now is irritable. it’s so annoying that i can’t really tie it up, and when letting it down it’s horribly messy, even with loads and loads of hair styling product.

so to reconvince myself into keeping my hair  long, i went on and dug out some old, old pictures (about 2 years old) of me with long hair, and short hair, you know just to tell myself that i look good with long hair (actually, i look good in both i know, narcissist.. whatever!!) and found a few pics that i love. so i’m sharing with you guys… just to splash up this blog a little..

one of my favorite picture, not sure why, but i like it

a rare occasion that i’m wearing a cheong sam

and i like this picture here cos i like my hair… one of the best haircut i’ve had.

but back to the question: should i or should i not keep my hair long??????????? tell me??? i mean i have time till my hair is finally long enough to be put into a decent looking ponytail… but till then, i’ll be all fickle and staring in the mirror during every waking hours looking at my hair…