Can I be your Memory ? This may never start. We could fall apart. And I’d be your memory. Lost your sense of fear. Feelings insincere. Can I be your memory? So get back, back, back to where we lasted. Just like I imagine. I could never feel this way. So get back, back, back to the disaster. My heart’s beating faster. Holding on to feel the same. This may never start. I’ll tear us apart. Can I be your enemy? Losing half a year. Waiting for you here I’d be your anything. Thou when i was offered the headphones I didn’t pay much attention to it. Now i’m stuck. —- ” what is your take on marriage ? ” “To me, its all nothing but a security blanket that women yearns for. ” FAIL. I have a huge argument that I yearned to put across but alas… I half-heartedly answered that it was definitely more then just legal papers. Its the heart and soul ,babe ! Its telling her, she’s it. She’s good enough for you to make vows for better or worse.. She’s all that you have asked for and better. Whatever. Chuckles… Hilarious Video.. I fell in love with a DJ ok. the song is now stuck in my head. But I still like this other version… Click Here Yes, I listen to Hitz FM all the time. ‘Cept when I drive into the tunnel or lose the signal. I am a Huge fan of DJ JJ and RUUUUUDY They brighten my drive to work. Besides.. the music they play in the morning gets me awake. Glen n the FD debates too much. Too serious… I’m in heat. conversations i have .. *rolls eyes at self* ———– JD: i love it.. thou i’m having major heat rash : i can imagine : calamine lotion applied by a pair of loving sexy hands to cool you down JD: that would be nice. : indeed : i’ll keep dreaming JD: me too —- JD: Yums. : yea, but i want him to seduc me : i want him to wine and dine me JD: don’t we all : i want him to beg : hahahahah JD: that’s where we’re different : if he plays his cards right, i’ll have him for lunch, breakfast, tea, dinenr and supper JD: i want to be wined and dined too.. but I want to go in his face and say “I want to jump you..and i want to do so NOW!” : hahahahaha : hahahahaha : i cant! : i shy!! : and dun laugh : u may find that funny : but i am shy : and i dun make first moves : hmmm, maybe i get a bit drunk! and toy with his brain JD: i feel like a ‘ho now JD: hahah Tue, 26 Aug 2008 01:03:44 +0000 Its the small things that makes it difficult.. say… you have something totally mundane not interesting but you want to share it with someone.. the first person you share with, your partner, the one you love etcetera.. eg. “My stupid army. sergeant and officer book in thurs the men book in sat,Sian “ Or.. ” my scratching my rash..kept me awake till 5am this morning….I woke up crying. ” in the sorts… you get the drift.. So when I have the small things that comes to mind… I look around and hit a brick wall. That’s why its difficult. because for everyone else… there’s someone already there to catch your randomness.. oh well. Toodles.. I’m having a mental breakdown. Its time to function better alone, helpless. My mind has been bogged up elsewhere of late. Thou I did for just a brief week take them away it came right back to haunt me. More pressing matters then some shitey nonsensical matters of the heart. For years, I worked on being rid of them. For years they continue haunting me ever so often like clock work. At least with this on my mind and their latest nudging … With its constant haunting, I can rest very well assured that I would not crawl curled up in bed cramped up fearing my ever so faithful companion… loneliness. I’m most ready to give up. I really am. Alas… What more to do then to crawl curled up in bed with my faithful companion…. loneliness and its friend, distraught It ain’t over till the fat lady sings.. then again, it can be over really quick. Like ripping a bandaid off.. one swift move is all it takes. No pussy assed slowly tugging at it as it rips them tiny hair along causing excruciating pain. One swift movement is really all it takes. besides, having rehearsed it a million times it would have been less painful since anticipation supposedly eases the torment, no? actually. No. It still hurts like fuck. Always be my baby… Just finish reading my book that had a very very unexpected ending… (Private Dancer. Go get it. Its very very addictive) and got my head stuck on to this song yet again… *breathe* We were as one babe For a moment in time And it seemed everlasting That you would always be mine Now you want to be free So I’m letting you fly Cause I know in my heart babe Our love will never die Nooooo (more…) Home… Fully baked to the max and of course.. utterly burnt n peeling ok, TRY to focus on ME the one in the hat. *cough* giggle *cough* will cool off the skin first and settle the nerves before writting abt the hols. Not very the welcome’d news.. Monster storm to hit Bangkok BANGKOK, THAILAND: The Thai capital could face ‘the worst storm surge in 50 years’ any time from now until next month. Erm… I won’t be that near bangkok so it should be ok no ? on a seperate note.. I had a wonderful surprise on thursday… Its one of them rare times that I appreciate that I drive a stick… and I think that was the only reason why I was allowed the step behind the wheels.. Thou… ” Can you don’t drive so fast ?!?! ” Seriously, 295 horsepower and I was asked screamed at to drive slower ? Then again, after taking it for a spin… I would safely say. I liked it only for the rush of the moment. I must say, that car… is not built for comfort. So its definitely a boys’ car. Dinner gathering at a friends’ place got me commenting.. ” Nice view. Its definitely a first seeing so many cranes at work at one time….. but okay lah, at least I can see the Flyer” The Power of a car full of girls. we were allowed to park at the buildings’ parking lot whilst the rest of the boys were to told to park kerb side. The guards at The Sail Rox. hah* I luuuurrrvveee this shot. (pouting has such a slimming effect hah*) We’re not meant to be… My baby is home finally, after being away for a week… Snugged and nicely warmed up next to me. But the moment I wrapped myself around my baby… I want to let go again. We are just not meant to be. I’ve been loyal, thou my eyes constantly stray but each time I stand proud announcing our bond… We have gone through so much these few years and as much as my baby is still loyal and faithfully standing by me… I have made up my mind to move on… Funny haha or…? ” that’s why its funny. See how you suffer! Haha” That came thru by sms after I announced I’d be car-less till thursday coz I have to return the car I borrowed for the weekend today. And after I asked what’s so funny coz the reply I got was ” Haha. Ok ” When I said I can only pass some stuff to the same person this Friday after I get my car back from the workshop on Thursday. Maybe because I was half expecting sympathy. Or an offer for a ride back from where I have to drop my car off. Nope. I got laughed at. Well, that the same person said ” Joking la. Tsk no sense of humor. ” Even then. I know what the person is driving at. ” You really not happy because of this ? ” Me: ” why would I care? Was a joke on your part right ? ” ” K nvm ” I think I’m just being too sensitive coz the remarks came from the last person I’d expect such comments. But alas….. *sigh* Every little thing… This video is awesome. Let me in to see you in the morning light to get me on and all along the tears they come see all come I want you to believe in life but I get the strangest feeling that you’ve gone away will you find out who you are too late to change? I wish I could be every little thing you wanted all the time I wish I could be every little thing you wanted all the time some times Full Lyrics here .. “Every Little Thing” Time Heals. You know how they always tell you .. Time heals… They are bullshitting you. Time does nothing but numb you over and with it you simply found more space to chuck them memories. Well. Nothing else matters but them happy memories. For everything else.. There’s Denial. ARGH !!! ” You shouldn’t drive anymore this week” Yup. I think so too. This is 2nd time this week that I’m involved in a accident. Off to work shop to spend my holiday funds fixing my car. *ouch From BitterStickGirl I’m Yoooouuuurrrsssss So please don’t, there’s no need There’s no need to complicate ‘Cause our time is short This is, this is, this is our fate I’m yours, I’m sayin’ I’m yours Going under the knife By all counts, Men that are “cut” are cleaner and *cough*taste better*cough* ‘We found that there was no difference between the circumcised men and uncircumcised men - that there is no increase in sexual dysfunction in circumcised men. And in fact, circumcised men did report greater penile sensitivity after circumcision,‘ said Dr Robert Bailey, an epidemiologist at the University of Illinois. Read whole report here… More circumcision needed to control Aids in Africa I think I’m in Love… How not to swoon… grin like a bafoon… and sway to the melodious voice … More on the night later… Up the wall. I slept from 3am till 6pm today. And I am still sleepy. I am very burnt out. Over and out. Sure Sign. Link Off getting Lost. Totally Random my colleague asked me. ” what does DHL mean ? ” Beats me. For days we pondered. Thou he did suggest a probably answer. One afternoon, we caught one of the DHL courier boys in the lift and ask him. Well, at least the guy could tell us… ” its the last names of them original owners ” for days it got to me. Seriously. Finally to get it out of my system i googled it. …. Me: Dalsey, Hillblom and Lynn : wat! Me: jus to get it out of our system Me: DHL means Me: Dalsey, Hillblom and Lynn Me: now i feel better : oh haha : i like my version better Me: deliver halfway lost Me: hahha : haha : yup : sounds so much better Me: i’ agree Distractions. Distractions. The best remedy for any psychologically linked emotional mambo jumbo shite should be best done away with facing reality. The constant reminder of the fact helps steer the remaining tangible piece of your heart from being turned into dust. As it is, armed with immaculate detatching skills and all sorts of morbid phobia of part taking that tiny peace of hope of a heart it is never an easy task to come clean with oneself and admit whether taking a giant step backwards or baby steps forward was even a choice. Hence, came distractions. You conjure all sorts of activities that on any other gloomed filled day would have not even come close to being an option however, with distractions being the agenda. You suck it in and brave the battle on. My form of distraction came easy. All seasons of Grey’s. Of course, that being said would only call for a wave of a finger pointed strategically at me or in better sense have a blunt object and hit me really hard on the head and ask if i’ve gone mental. Fear not. I’ve not. I’m merely reliving a life of a tv junkie. A drama serial tv junkie. For now, it seems living the life of meredith grey suits me just fine then facing mine. Excuse me whilst i go wrap up “hope” and lock it away in that safe place only I know. Self defense mechanism still rules. —- Fall for you… The best thing about tonight’s that we’re not fighting Could it be that we have been this way before I know you don’t think that I ain’t trying I know you’re wearing thin down to the core But hold your breath Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you Over again Don’t make me change my mind Or I won’t live to see another day I swear it’s true Because a girl like you is impossible to find You’re impossible to find (more…) Running .. With age (yes, i am very aged) things somehow run at a speed that I lose breath catching up. I attempted to take a break, lean back to take a look at where everything was headed. The attempt didn’t quite turn out the way I wanted to. So… I’m putting on my sneakers… shutting out “noise” and keep on running. Self defense mechanism rules. Hmmm… Someone asked me what are the qualities I look for in a man. The honest truth is, I haven’t given much thought to it. Of course I can confidently mouth off some characteristics that might aid attracting me towards a person but I’m known to make compromise. That might not be a very good idea but we do make do don’t we ? I told him… If i say I want “Tall dark handsome” but the guy doesn’t think he is up to mark and walks away then what ? What if he has other attributes that I would appreciate having in a partner? What if he was really good for me but because of my answer I miss the chance to be happy? I’m glad he agrees. Then of course I added .. I need someone with patience. For i have none. So from a guy .. ” I am looking for a girl that is straight forward ” What ? no mind games ? Pfft ~ Boys. Sometimes.. being treated like one of the boys gets to my nerves. Imagine me trying my utmost best to not blend in with the boys but rather to stand out as a female individual when they obviously are comfortable with my presence and proceed to discuss about body hair. More like pubic hair actually. of course the topic did deviate to hair on other parts of the body. According to the consensus. Arm pit hair and Hair around the nipple is on top of the list. That is a turn off. Oh and amazingly. A full brazillian is not as much as a turn on as a strip left behind. Go figure. Off waxing now. Tear Drops on my Guitar He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar The only one who’s got enough of me to break my heart He’s the song in the car I keep singing, don’t know why I do He’s the time taken up, but there’s never enough And he’s all that I need to fall into.. things that make you go hmmm…. Leopards do not have spots. They have rosettes. Its the jaguar / Cheetah that has spots. and… a cheetah’s spots do change. Much to the dismay of the saying. A Leopards never changes it spots Technically, they can’t. Go figure. Been awhile… someone told me recently things i never thought about myself in that way. ” you are guarded. ” Yah. Uhuh. Sure. Like seriously?!? For a good reason too. And For some strange reason the shades i got taught me one thing. ” One good thing about this is, it hides you from what you’re looking at ” Yup. I was suppose to hide away. Instead. The moment I looked at it. When I took a good double look at it. I had this feeling wash over me. One that I have never ever felt before. My knees went weak for it. The first touch and how it wrapped around my face. Felt so right. ” How can something so wrong, feel so right?” When we were discussing Grey’s … I found a mutual fan. Episodes after episodes of favorites shared and discussed did it for the night. “ I’m not a bad man. I know I’m the villain in your story But I’m not a bad man ” So much for filtering jerks in my life then. My pact of truce gone wrong. Many firsts for the week. We sat at the ice-cream parlor And I went for my 2nd fav choice and sat there thinking what the hell was i doing. I am just not an ice-cream person, but that night. I thought I’d try to be one. Songs after songs shared, plugged into my ear with my eyes away I whispered the words that brings the pain back. Here in town you can tell he’s been down for a while, But, my God, it’s so beautiful when the boy smiles, Wanna hold him. Maybe I’ll just sing about it. Cause you can’t jump the track, we’re like cars on a cable, And life’s like an hourglass, glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button, boys, So cradle your head in your hands, And breathe… just breathe, Oh breathe, just breathe Do you remember this one, Bunny? ” He loves me not.” Not before we started taking away some to change the odds. My friend from down the corridor sent me this… On seeing the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning She is the 100% perfect girl for me. He is the 100% perfect boy for me. But the glow of their memories was far too weak, and their thoughts no longer had the clarity of fourteen years earlier. Without a word, they passed each other, disappearing into the crowd. Forever. Thank You for reminding me. I “heart” it. : ) Even the stars know that i’m desperate. *snigger* You tend to have too serious or pessimistic an outlook. A friend may know of someone who would be the perfect match for you. You may look desperate, but try asking around to see who is available. Keep your eyes and ears open for new and exciting opportunities.