One step out of the comfort zone.

All I really wanna scream out loud now:

"Lose yourself in the music the moment you own and you better never let it go.

You only get one shot, do not miss the chance to blow.

Cause opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo~!"

If I am lucky to leave,

I will be back,

stronger.

Read me.

Time to soar in the sky.

The futuristic; as precious as gold

At my feet; the world

Watch me play my Life.

lil superhero girl, you must be beat saving the world.

Love the poetry on the curbside!

Brilliance!

Buy cartons of bubble gum and blow you a hot air balloon!

It's Funny. so Hush.

It's so weird why I woke up to the thought of B et al. And surprisingly last night I was just thinking about the fun we used to have because we were just talking about it on MSN. Those silly days we had and how we used to party like the rich and famous. Ah? No. Just jumped queue everywhere, that's all. Lol. And what happened?! I accidentally text him when I wanted to text my lil sister to get food for me and momma. So he was so cute, he actually replied " No. I am having dinner in school." LMAO? Bennett Lee? Wtf is wrong with you? Eh. I miss Katong chicken rice, East coast lagoon's roti john. So Please! Find one of these days take me out to a food fest!

Hmm... Pursuing a degree. Nichol suggests Business because he mentioned that I am those Glam-needy type of person. But my passion lies in Psychology and Counselling. /dog face

Been skipping work like hella these few days. Very unlikely of me. And my aunt's like uber mad. Asking me whether I would like to have a pet shop all to myself on one condition which is to get Class 3. Can you just imagine my face when she was telling me about this business proposal. Like she's dying to split her assets with me. Aunt, anyone?

Ah. Feel like putting on my dancing shoes so much. But to dance at a club is... a sad case of a goner. There ain't especially alot of area to dance. All you can do is just wind and grind. So...? I see you winding and grinding up on the floor. I know you see me looking at you and you already know... You know the rest. Dirty version.

Anyway. lil superhero girl, congrats on getting your first tattoo. Now it's my turn to get mine done. So Audrey Hepburn on my butt ya? Lol. You didn't update your blog last night, I reckon you were too tired to do so. And thank you for everything you've said to me. Now I feel like piercing my tongue too. You know let it bleed...

My horoscope's like this for today:

Education should always be a part of your life's journey, so open your mind and accept the fact that you don't know it all -- and never will. Every time you learn something new, you add a new facet to an already sparkling gem of a personality -- which in turn will help you attract many more people. Things will go much more smoothly if you have logic and information on your side. Quite often, it's not 'who you know'; it's 'what you know' that gives you an edge.

How True!

Okay. Basically this is a very bimbotic post and there's nothing much to update for the past few days. Just that I realised I am indeed insane to play a lil too far to the destruction of 'myself'.

-shrugs-

And this is for you:

You thought; think again.

=)

Torn, right before your eyes.

Six sticks of nicotine, a guitar sprawled lazily across the floor and I saw things in another light.

I turned around and looked at the circle I've left behind.

Red.

A trial; uncalled for; designed by Life.

Two cracked lovers on each's grey; one remained guarded; one fighting to penetrate.

She's frail without him; her faith swayed with rumoured wind.

She fights on still; day seventh's beaten.

The light she shines fickled; she burns ferociously more.

Mortal love is flawed; she's with epiphany.

Time is an endless tool; make him enemy not.

His waves churn; he lost his way; he sees no light; he thinks he's done for.

An ethereal smile; she gives.

You bowed in the name of Life; your own puppet.

Easy on yourself; Nothing! you'd achieve.

The hands painlessly tick; perishable is time.

The past is all but mere memories dried.

O' why M'Lord; leave it all behind.

For now I take my leave; left traces of me.

Know that it exists.

So I went to fetch my guitar.

And I realised I lost my pick.

So I uploaded a song.

You just pretend that I did it.

So be appreciative.

I don't normally play.

I can sing.

^^

-you are

Does my light hits the gloom on the grey?

I see you're a bibelot;

of curiosity, beauty and rarity.

No.

I ran.

No.

Chase not.

I'd never catch up.

still adored.-

Who am I?
A daughter? A sister? A friend? A midnight lover?

They pauperize me.
They prompt me every now and then to question what's my purpose.

I can't exactly say how I feel.
I guess when you don't feel the way I feel, you would never feel me.

Am I simple?
I pray every night.

Being simple is blithe.
It's good to be blind.

Perhaps I'm blind?

Am I true to myself?
Can I be naked to you?

Or would you prefer me the way you've always wanted me to be?

I think I am wrong.
There's four living in me.

A daughter. A sister. A friend. A midnight lover.

Maybe it's time to seek the value again.

I bursted out in manic laughter when I caught Cheezer in this sadomasochism act.

Busted Cheezer!

let's play stars.

Lil superhero girl saw the black and white in melancholy (below) and she asked whether I've been crying because I had puffy eyes in those pictures. I was reading her blog last night and I couldn't help bursting out in laughter when I visualised her doing that Mikan's expression when she received my sms that afternoon. Boo hoo!

I get to have the next three days off from work and these are what I'd have to do:

• Guineas' Burrow
• Gymming
• Recuperate and have LOTSA rest
• Cleaning up of my room
• Cleaning up of the house
• Return the two Charles Dickens books
• Get hay for guineas

I suppose I can finish these chores in less than a day. *spastic face

I have been this sick for the past few days. And to think I still walked home in a drizzle this evening. It was so cooling and the city lights were all reflecting on water dews on leaves and puddles by the roads. It was captivating; I was alone.

little black cloud.

Realised there's no white wings.

Am I weakened without strength?

Would you save me?

Fragments laid sprawled and scattered

Through clouded eyes I see

Feeble; I gazed

At every little bits and pieces

and laughed uncontrollably.

"It's too late." He whispered.

"Who would save your soul if you won't save your own?"

take the burning temperature away from me.

I ran to the highest peak and stared death right in his face.

It was a nostalgia.

A million faces.
Their hastened pace,
Who would care if I'm afraid?

Would you stop?
Are you genuine?
Would you stay?
Or are you the millionth face?

I listened to chasing cars a thousand times.
Finally. And at last.

Believe in me.

I will lay with you and just forget the world.

But do you see all that you are, all that you were, in my perfect eyes?

jeremiad.

It's this one thing you did.

Leap.

Hush.

Take a moment.

Feel my presence...

coming around you...

slowly devouring you.

心动.

Often, we only believe what our eyes see.

It should not be this case, for now.

Master Kidderminster brought Tarzan and Jane together, in the Jungle.

"Momma said I look like a tranny. I don't wish to live anymore."

"Time, with his innumerable horse-power, works itself away, not minding what anybody says."

I'm beat to the bone. I slept during my commute on the tube today. I have never done so before! And I had to resort to blasting My Chemical Romance the loudest my mp3's capable of! So it just all boils down that I am really very tired.

Fade away right about now, my sweet consciousness.

The Big Problem.

I know I am unfathomable most of the times.

Do I even need to say more?

Okay. I'm in love with Nira.

Prince Rogers Nelson. 3121

The Artiste Formerly Known As Prince.

Can you believe that the famous falsetto of his is still ringing in my head, buzzing like flies inflicting harmonious damage to my eardrums even until now? Aw. Prince. No one can love you better than I do. Marry me even I am 27 years your junior! Your jams turn me on. Not literally! I hope you live forever.

"You're a carousel, you're a wishing well.

And you light me up, when you ring my bell.

You're a mystery, you're from outer space.

You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, that I'm your man.

And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.

Whatever comes our way, we'll see it through.

And you know that's what our love can do."

diggin' michael buble's everything so much.

and he's mainstream buble now, not michael.

Rush Hour!

Caught our first movie (and so the title tells you) last late evening!

We thought GV's staff's that dumb to give us separate seats, sitting parallel to each other but with that damn walkway in between. Then, a couple came and the rightful owner of K08 came and told him he's taking his seat. And that helpful couple told us we're in the wrong cinema!

Damn hilarious! I was laughing all the way to the cinema we were supposed to be in.

So, we found out that we weren't at all, separated after all. An indescribable emotional wave came over me.

First movie. First date (screw up) we did.

Greens for the guineas: $3
Alteration of two pairs of jeans: $10
Fossil watch batteries replacement: $16
A pair of shades: $14
A bag: $29
A dress: $29

Aloysius's companionship: priceless.

Charles Dickens's great works of literature are merely enough to substitute you for the weekend.

The other side of the story.

I've always enjoyed looking at girls rather than guys. That is because it's alot easier to get good looking girls rather than good looking guys here. Do agree with me.

I'm never a fan of feminine girls. I've always adored girls with that attitude. The attitude to never whine and the attitude to just completely shut you and fuck you right in your face if you were to ever cross that invisible line of hers. She should be self sufficient, sensible and sensitive. She should be in total sync with her inner strength and she should have a clear idea of her own capabilities, abilities and limitations. She should be proud of who her shadow exactly is but smart enough never to submit herself to it, and wise enough to know that she would never know what she thinks she knows.

My ego spoke today.

I heeded.

Dum Dum Dum.

"Wanna look skinny?"
"Wear skinny jeans!"

P/S joke.

I love skinny jeans!
All colors please!


And thank you Tracy for this abnormal generosity! Can't wait for my shopping frenzy.
For that, I would like to impart you a quarter of my xxx skills.

Week is almost done with.
The hopeful waited in vain not.
It should call for some joy.
But I am upset.
For no apparent reason why.

Chrissy quietly sneaked back.
Thus, Chrisma walked away.

She cried this afternoon away in solitude.
John Legend's ordinary people did her in and prolonged her pain.

She is afraid.