Flutterby

Butterflies.

Pretty, fluttering, fragile creatures. Well, i don't know much about them but they remind me of my wonderful principal and of course, my school.

It was a fresh, exciting morning. We would be having our annual cross country run cum face painting competition. Adrenaline and creativity. The students were all excited. One woke up in the wee hours of the morning just to paint her own face. She came to school at 6am wearing a painted mask of a butterfly. It flew into class for a touch up. The rest helped each other out. I paint yours, you paint mine. I paint the teacher's face, teacher please don't paint mine. (Cause you can't draw for nuts...)

A smart painter would know that for the darker skinned, we need to use light colours. And vice-versa. The only dark skinned there, was the teacher. (Almost)Smelly and dark, i had to paint a white butterfly on her face. I tried my best. I managed a rough sketch on her cheek.

My principal didn't want her face painted. Instead, she had lovely butterfly clips in her hair. It was dangling nicely just below her ears. Sitting there like it was sucking the nectar from her hair. (She had short hair by the way) So there she stood facing the whole school. Looking silly with her pretty butterfly clips hanging on to their dear lives. I bet she thought it was hip. (no pun intended. She had big hips by the way...) She gave her speech. Everytime she moved her head, i thought a butterfly was going to drop. But no... It was tightly clipped to her hair. Their wings fluttered as she moved. Imagine her spinning around with those things in her hair and those 3/4 skirts that she wears and that tummy and that big hips and and and...

What a pretty sight it would be.

Sleepy Me

The only time when i'm awake is when i laugh to myself or when i'm in the toilet or when mr BB disgusts me AND when the clock strikes 5.30pm.

Top to Bottom

My hair's let down.
I'm frowning.
I squint my eyes.
My neck aches.
My shoulders ache.
I sit up straight.
My fingers feel sore from typing too much.
My right thigh is on my left thigh.
I've got my legs crossed.
I rotate my ankles.

I think i'm almost dead.

Illegal Trade

'Eh, Colgate got new whitening toothpaste. And the nurse gave me 2 samples'

'So are you going to share it with me?? hehe'

'I just opened the drawer. Got alot inside. Tomorrow i bring a small bag and smuggle it home.'

'Wah... SMUGGLE some for me! My family is a fan of Colgate.'

'Haha See, work in clinic is good.'

'Eh, i also can smuggle for u A4 paper. You want?'

'Haha Can ah... Good or not the quality?

'Branded one leh! HP paper. But of course i cannot smuggle one WHOLE stack ah..'

'Ok, i want. Take for me..'

'Ok, we do trading now. I trade my A4 paper for your samples.'

'Hahaha.. We're like 2 idiots.'

Dedicated to Felicia

aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAH! (from soft to really loud)
I realise the best part of love is the thinnest slice
And it don't count for much but i'm not letting go
I believe there's still much to believe in
So lift your eyes if you feel you can
Reach for a star and i'll show you a plan
I've figured it out
What i needed was someone to show me

You know you can't fool me
I've been loving you too long
It started so easy
You want to carry on
Carry on.... (high-pitched)

(almost shouting)
Lost in love and i don't know much
Was i thinking aloud and fell out of touch
But i'm back on my feet and eager to be what you wanted

Updated Tips

I've got 3 new tips to add today. Thanks to my underground, mystery friend.

- try creating the weirdest face using msn and challenge with your friend. One example is this face >> -_- (hint: make them gigantic)
- SHIT
- try out different font colours when chatting on msn. It sometimes make you feel thirsty or hungry. And you might feel like you want to eat up the letters on the screen.
- steal A4 paper from office. And again, this is only applicable to my office.

That's all the tips for now. Good luck!

Seeing Green?

I hate to say i'm jealous. But i just think that what you did was nonsense. I know you hate to hear me say this. That's why i never say it to you before. Well, i'll just use it here. Here goes...

'Whatever!'

From the Tipster

Nowadays, i've got work to do. Yes. Very little work. But there is work. Still, you don't expect me to do the work all day long right? Well, i'm still caught up with boredom. I think i can give you some tips about dealing with boredom.

- check your nails. Like clean them or something. Bite maybe. Or you could scratch off the nail polish.
- play the games in your phone. Whatever games you have in there. For me, it's 'Snake'. So i do play that once in a while.
- save your smses. Whenever you get real bored, you can read them again and again. A good way to kill time and memorise what your friends told you.
- go to the toilet. Visit the toilet once every 3 hours. You can even sleep in the cubicle. Just don't get stuck alright?
- get yourself a drink from the pantry. This is only applicable to those working in an office. Particularly MY office.
- email your friends. Just so that maybe you can get a reply from them. Then you can spend your time reading their replies. This is a cycle.
- post messages in a forum. You'd have a wider selection of people replying you. Higher chances of getting the reply.
- read your friend's blog and post using mysterious and queer characters on tag boards.
- gossip about the people you're working with.
- organise your plans for the whole month.

Well, that's about all i can think of for now. During the next 1 1/2 months here, i'll keep an eye for some more extra tips.

The World of Nothing

What do you do when there's nothing to do?

Nothing.

You walk around. What are you doing? Yes, you're walking. But you are still doing nothing. You think about all the things you can be doing. But still, you're not doing anything.

I'm trying to find things to write about. But still, i'm writing nothing.

Embarrassed Me

Oh shoot... i forgot to bring my compositions... :( Oh well, i still have 35 days to go!! I feel like writing about some embarrassing moments of my life. Here goes...

1. I was walking through cck bus interchange with a box of 300pcs 3D Globe puzzle in my hand. A busy place indeed. Well, guess what happened? That box of puzzle slipped out of my hand and all 300pcs dropped to the floor. I spilled the Globe. Earth was shattered for a moment. I was in a nightmare. Right in the middle of the interchange. Muttered,'Fuck...' Bent down, red-faced and picked it all up. By myself. (Ok...This girl who was sitting infront helped me too.)

2. Both of us were in our lovely dresses. We were at Raffles Hotel, Jubilee Theatre, to attend our school's 'Music & Drama Night'. I must say we were the best-dressed among all the other students. After the show, we walked towards the toilet. But then the unfortunate had to happen. The laces on my boots got tangled and i fell, 'BAM!', on my knees, pulling my friend down with me. And we weren't even close to the toilet yet. We fell near the stairs. Well, I FELL near the stairs. Got up, trembling with embarrassment and laughter, we ran to the toilet. I looked in the mirror, laughing real hard, all i could see was a silly tomato-faced girl, wearing a nice dress and a pair of bad boots.

3. Still couldn't get over the fact that i fell at Raffles Hotel. Just got out of my parent's car. I was telling them all about my fall. The minute we got out of the car, i decided to show them how my laces got tangled. Both my parents stood infront of me, waiting for my 'performance'. I showed them,'Na punya boots, the right side, kena hooked to the left side...' 'BAM!', I fell again! The same exact fall. A performance of a lifetime. My parents couldn't stop laughing at me and I, I got a bruise on my knee.

4. Sec 1. Rushing to board the bus. This indian man was getting up the bus real slow. I cut him in. I walked infront of him and got on first. My impatience turned to humiliation when i lost my footing and fell on the last step. The edge of the step hit my knee. There i was, fallen, with my heavy school bag. The bus uncle said,'Ah.. Slowly, slowly..' I got up, picked up what's left of my pride, and limped my way to the back of the bus, where my friend was sitting. I sat down, we laughed. I looked at my aching knee, and got the shock of my life. The swelling was SO bad, it looked like i had 2 knees. One on top of the other.

5. Before making our way to the science lab, we took a detour to the toilet. I got in the 2nd cubicle, locked the door. Done with my business, i tried to unlock the door. It wouldn't budge. The lock was jammed. I was trapped in a tiny cubicle. 'Germs... The door cannot open.' Told Germaine to bring me a chair so that i could climb over. A sanitary bin would be good too. Throw me anything but just don't call the servants or tell anyone else that i'm trapped in a dumb cubicle. Wouldn't want the fire department to help me get out. Out of desperation and the skills from NPCC training, i was able to climb over the door by pulling myself up. I squatted at the top of the cubicle wall, Germs was laughing at me, i was laughing at me. I jumped. We were late for class and still laughing.

Sad Silly Images

1. A fat/obese person walking around Orchard Rd(for example) enjoying a bar of chocolate. Greedily swallowing down that bar of guilty pleasure.

2. A person who hasn't got a clue that he/she has forgotten to zip up the backpack. Carries it with confidence, showing off all that's hidden inside.

Is there more to add?

Nostalgic Night

You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling. And ooh wee it's the ultimate feeling. You got me lifted feeling so gifted. Sugar how you get so fly. Suga suga how you get so fly...

Wah... dedicated to me and DewO! hahaha... See, now i can't get it out of my head! Thanks to Tey and Sri. -_- Oh well, it's better have a song stuck in your head. (Or so said the taxi driver in the Perfect 10 commercial)

I was packing up my room last night. Digged up all the gold junk i have in my cupboard. COOL SHIT i'd say. All the 'treasures' hidden deep in my cupboard resurfaced. Nostalgic... Makes you think about the past and you can't help but smile to yourself. Feels lovely doesn't it? :) Well, one of the junk i came across was a few of my compositions. I can't help but laugh when i read them. I think i'd bring it to work tomorrow and publish it in my blog. Some entertainment for all.

Found some 'secret' messages from my friends. Letters and cards that i've forgotten about. It was all dusty and it made me itch. Itch and smile for the rest of the night.

... ...

You know what? I still fucking want that chocolate-melting doughnut.

Dinosaurs & Hippos

BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: eh...like sum dinosaurs name
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: nuriahinosauraus...hhahaha
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: hahahaha
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: nuriahippopotamus
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says:hahaahh
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: is tt even a dinosaurs name??????
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: it's a hippo
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: thirsty HIPPO
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: Adlinababunosauraus
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: hahahahaha
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: it dat a baboon or a dinosaur??
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: hahahaha
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: erm...a bit of both
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: hahaha..
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: hahahaa... SCARY sial!
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: imagine..a HUGe dinosaur wif a baboon butt
BeCkS' lil SistEr-->Go ENgLanD!!!! says: and thats a HUGE baboon butt
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: WTF!!
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: eeew!
bruisedEVENINGsky:37 says: imagine a hippo with UR face

Sore Losers

1st two weeks it was downright boring. Now, it's getting sleepy.

Guys who always talk about how superior their gender is compared to the other sex. Us, female beings on earth. Wow. Makes me feel so low being a female huh... *sacarstic* It's annoying how they always put it such that army = guys, soccer = guys, politics = guys... and the list goes on. And whenever they find out that a GIRL knows about their 'topics' they want to 'challenge' the girl. Just to make sure that they don't lose out to her. Guys... Please... sometimes WE girls are better than you, even at your OWN dumb 'topics'. So just accept that fact! Swallow your pride and EGO and accept the fact that you lost to a GIRL.

Malaysia Encounters

There was once when i went to kl on my own. When i reached puduraya, you know, you got all the taxi drivers pestering you to get on their cab. I had to go meet my friend at bangsar, so i hopped on one and made my way there. The 'pakcik' kept talking and talking to me. I was trying very hard to speak malay! he sometimes got too 'chim', that i had to ask him,'ape tu?'. hahahaha... Initially he thought i was from JB. So i just played along. But then, he asked me which kampung i was from. I got lost there. Shit, i lost the game. Anyway, he starting talking to me about business and asked me if i knew who's the richest man in the world. I asked,'siapa?' and he said,'osama..' -_-

I don't know whether to laugh or ignore this taxi driver man! Then he asked me to take down his hp number. Said that if ever i needed a ride in malaysia, i can call him. I just said,'ok.' But didn't do anything. He insisted that i should take his number. So, what the heck, i took my phone out and keyed in his number. -_- I reached bangsar, met my friend and that was the end of my weird taxi encounter.

Oh yes, and once, in KL, there was this person who asked me if i was s'porean. And my fren's brother, told him that i was from sabah. -_- He sincerely thought i was from sabah. I have no idea who he heard that from.

Another dying story

You can die if you laugh too much. It happened before. I think you probably choke on your saliva and die. Or maybe you don't get enough oxygen and die. I'm not so sure. Now we've found happy way to commit suicide.

Unfortunate People

I went to shop for beds on sunday. Stopped at Apollo Centre to take a look. The sales guy there was friendly. Talked non-stop. Told me a story.

Sales guy: Last time my friend, work at furniture shop. Then he was sleepy. He stupid guy la, can go toilet and have a break there for awhile. But no.. He didn't want to. So he sat on the sofa and closed his eyes. Counted to ten. Before he even reached 10, he open his eyes and saw his manager standing right in front of him, staring at him. He got terminated on the spot you know! He close his eyes not even 10 secs...!

Wow. Sad guy. hahaha... The manager must be damn fucked up. I laughed when i heard that. Then he told me another story.

Sales guy: Last time my friend's uncle, everytime during lunch, he never eat. He'd go sleep for 1hr. Sekali one day, sleep sleep sleep, then never wake up! Sleep until die!

OMG! Die during lunchtime at work. Is that CUTE?? hahaha!!

It's all alright

i close my eyes and i see her.
she's a fucking fickle bitch.
that's what i'm looking for.
she can't make up her mind.
she wants to keep me.
woohoo...

Quiz

Do you have a crush on me?

1. When i walk past you..
[a] your heart beats faster
[b] you yawn
[c] you quickly glance at your reflection and make sure you look good

2. When i talk to you..
[a] you listen attentively to whatever i say
[b] you pretend you're listening but actually you're just enjoying watching me
[c] hey wait.. i never talk to you

3. When i fall infront of everyone..
[a] you run to me to help me up
[b] you laugh and feel embarrassed for me
[c] you laugh and can't wait to make fun of me later

4. When you see me sulking all day...
[a] you try make me laugh
[b] you don't dare ask cause you think that i'm angry at you
[c] you don't do anything. You like it when i sulk

5. When we go out and i say i'm broke...
[a] you willingly pay for anything i want cause you just want my company
[b] you lend me money
[c] you always broke too
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Pts:
1. [a]-3 [b]-1 [c]-2
2. [a]-3 [b]-2 [c]-1
3. [a]-2 [b]-3 [c]-1
4. [a]-3 [b]-2 [c]-1
5. [a]-3 [b]-1 [c]-2

11-15 pts Major Crush!
Yes, don't deny it. You got a crush on me!

6-10 pts Friendly Crush
You like me. But it isn't quite a crush. Maybe just enjoy being friends.

5 pts Definite NO Crush
You have a crush on someone else.

Voices and Today

My muscles ache. I think i now know how it feels like to be bedridden. I need to stretch my muscles. Let them breathe again. I hear a voice crying for help behind me. Oh wait, it's just my back muscles...

I think i'm starting to hear things. I thought i heard a cricket in my bag just now. But i realised that it was just my watch. -_-

Oh yes... And today, i learnt how to combine 3 facial expressions to one:the -_-, the WTF face n the one raised eyebrow.

Another thing... I've decided that i don't want to live too long. Just because i don't want to die wrinkly. I compromised with a friend and we ended up saying that we'll both die when we're 65. I still feel that's a little too old.

Craving

I want to buy myself a big, round, delicious, chocolate-melting doughnut. Please get one for me. My mouth is watering as i think about it...
Damn! I seriously want one!

The Flushing Game

No, no... You guys, don't lie. I bet all of you do this.

You feel like shitting. You go to the toilet. Alone. Nobody's inside. 'Great,' you think to yourself. You check which cubicle has got the toilet paper. You get in, lock the door and pull your pants down. You sit.

Plop...Plop...
The sound seems to echo off the walls. Seems so loud. You feel relieved..

Now, let's look at it in a different scenario.

You feel like shitting. You go to the toilet. You're not alone. 3 other strangers in there too. 2 combing their hair, 1 still in the cubicle. You can't hold your shit anymore. You have GOT to go, no matter what. You get in the cubicle which has sufficient toilet paper. You lock the door and pull your pants down. You sit. It's all quiet except for the little mumurs from the 2 strangers.

You try to wait for them to go off before you drop the 'bomb'. They're taking forever! Beside you, you hear the person flush. 'Ah! An opportunity!' You thought to yourself. The sound of your shit plunging into the water gets overwritten by the sound of the flush next door. The thing about shitting is that once you let one out, the rest will get out pretty smoothly:Once you pop, you can't stop.

Your timing has to be right. The moment before your shit drops into the bowl, you press the flush. Everytime you feel like the shit is going to take that plunge, you press the flush. You are denying the fact that you're shitting. The process of flushing repeats for a few times. You give one final flush.

You're done. You wipe your ass with the toilet paper, zip up and get out of the cubicle. 2 of them are gone. The other one's tying her hair. You wash your hands. You feel lighter now...

Don't we all do this?

Do you...kiss?

How do you kiss?
 
Do you give little pecks on the lips before giving her a real good kiss?
Do you suck on her lips and then continue on with the kiss?
Do you bite her lips or tongue then you give her a lil peck on the lips?
Do you exchange sweets when you kiss?
Do you play with her tongue stud when you kiss?
Do you kiss her eyes when you watch her sleep?
Do you stare intensely into her eyes when you kiss?
Do you close your eyes and get yourself totally engrossed in the kiss?
Do you kiss her passionately with your hands cradling her head, caressing her face?
 
Did she kiss you back?
 
Yes, she did.

Take the Other

Spain.
Portugal.

Playing Lego

Bang.

The light went off as my handphone hit the wall. I saw the back cover fall to the floor and felt the rest of the phone drop on my feet.

I did what i wanted to do. I threw my phone against the wall. Felt good. Felt silly. I sat up and looked at the piece that landed on my feet. It broke to 4 parts : the front cover, the back cover, the battery and the keypad.

I picked them up, placed them on a box and went to sleep. Woke up the next morning and found myself fixing them up. Like Lego pieces being put together, i just constructed a handphone.

I'm waiting for time.

Have you ever tried waiting? Waiting makes the time go by so slow. It drags your mind, it drags the time. It overpowers you at times. It triggers your impatience and makes you restless. You sit, stand and worry. You get angry, sad, paranoid.

Paranoid.

Have you ever known anyone who were just too nice? Don't you find that they sometimes overdo it? It gets annoying. Never be too nice. It's stupid and pathetic.

Pathetic.

Have you ever said goodbye and it takes forever to end? Wishing goodbye seems like you're starting another conversation. Another long conversation. Stop it already. Just say it once. It's not like we're not going to see each other anymore. You tend to give each other reminders. And your goodbyes will take hours to end.

End.

Wish myself

I'm so dead already. Brain-dead, everything-dead. Makes no difference anymore. Do i sound angry today? Well, i'm not too sure myself. Maybe it's because she didn't reply me. I even ended up dreaming about it. I must be too paranoid. But how not to be? Cause the last time she smsed me, we had a small misunderstanding. One last reply and silence after that. Hope it doesnt stay this way for long. My paranoia gets the better of me at times.

But the actual fact is that i'm not too angry at all. I'm more worried about what to say when she replies. Am i still waiting for her reply? I must be crazy. But being crazy makes no difference to me now. Just sitting here doing nothing can make me go insane. Just sitting here doing nothing can make my mind go blank. It's testing my patience. I think i can endure it for now.

Good luck to me.

Secret Rage

I want to throw my handphone against the wall. I feel like doing that. Yes... I wish i can just throw it really hard against the wall and see it smash to pieces. But i've second thoughts about this. If i throw it, then i won't HAVE a handphone at all! How? Shit. Maybe i can fake that i broke my phone. But no. I don't lie to her. Can't break it at home. Cos then my mom would go crazy at me. I'll break it when i'm outside. I can always tell my mom that some freaked accident happened, blah blah...

I want to get into a fight. I feel so restless. Maybe if i get into a fight, then i can break my phone too. Kill 2 birds with 1 stone. But where can i fight? Who should i fight with? I want to kick and punch and scream at the person. I think that will definitely put my mind at ease. And yes... Throw my phone at the person too.

Sleep

Night comes crawling in my window.
The covers swallow me up.
My eyes explores the darkness.
My hands caress the soft landscape that i lie on.
The clock is telling me the time.
Tick..Tick..Tick..
Noise slowy gets lost in my head.
I become deaf till the dawn breaks.

Daylight licked me into shape.
I saw you just now.
I saw you in my dreams.
The closest i can get to you...

The first thing that comes to my mind

I yawned. I'm waiting for my friend to get back from lunch. I've checked my email thousands of times today.

It's 1.45pm. I'm leaving at 3.30pm. 1hr 45mins left. Am i counting down again? I think i am. It's seriously cold in here. The air is cold, the job is cold. And my partner? My partner's just plain weird.

My bag's heavy today. My heart? Just thinking about you. Shit...Felicia might be reading these. Sorry if it gets EMO. Maybe i just got influenced.

Budget:
-$52 bus concession
-$100 ic
-$110 hp bill
-little left for next month... should i enrol myself for the driving lessons? Or should i just do private?

I'm wearing red today. Luckily my partner's not wearing the same. I know he's got a red polo tee. Fortunately, he's not wearing it today. Happy Chinese New Year to all.

Press Shift 5 times. Go ahead, just do it. Don't worry, it won't unleash any virus. Try. It won't harm the computer. Try it!

A Riddle

There's something at the bottom of my lip. It's on my chin. I keep touching it. It feels rough. I scratch it. It is still rough. It's irritating me. I want my chin smooth! So what's that doing there? Maybe i can scratch it off. Would it bleed? I don't want it to bleed. But it's still there and it's bugging me. But i should just leave it there. It'll go away.

So, have you guessed what's on my chin?

Run

And all that's left is an outline... 

Talk

meant to live says: action seh.. nv tell us seh.. u n kim
repetitionKILLS:44 says: how to tell... mine is not GUY... ltr u all 'freak out' how? : /
meant to live says: as if now, not freak out sia
repetitionKILLS:44 says: hahaha!!! STILL freaked out??
meant to live says: how come u suddenly will like girl?? is it because of wan then u hate guys??
repetitionKILLS:44 says: -_- u think he made such a BIG impact on me ar?? i killed him already
meant to live says: dun noe.. who noe.. maybe.. u also not those no choice 1. they r born to be like that..
repetitionKILLS:44 says: wad u mean no choice?? born to be like wad?
meant to live says: born to like girls la.. until now u also haven tell us straight in front of us.. or i think only me rite??
repetitionKILLS:44 says: cos Kim was nicer than the other ppl who liked me mah... so i go wif her la.. told u all already mah... at the soccer match..
meant to live says: wow, remember seh.. that 1 is i asked 1.. then u got no choice cos u telling sherry wat.. haha..
repetitionKILLS:44 says: ya la, cos i noe u're there also mah, might as well kill 2 birds wif 1 stone… hehehe
meant to live says: but then she is girl.. and u noe is cannot be done 1..
repetitionKILLS:44 says: wad cannot be done?
meant to live says: reason many many ah.. haha is not right la.. is not normal la
repetitionKILLS:44 says: haha, i'm not normal wad... abit screwed up also… heheheh
meant to live says: kaoz...
repetitionKILLS:44 says: like... cant marry her issit? those sort of thing ah??
meant to live says: yah la.. i mean is not normal la.. is illegal and also disgusting la.. sorry
repetitionKILLS:44 says: illegal in s'pore n many countries... but not in canada. ya la ya la.. disgusting la... ahahahaha… but at least she's better than the guys i noe..
meant to live says: u also think so ah? reali or just say say only. what? u still think so far? u wan to migrate with her..
repetitionKILLS:44 says: yar ar! she's really better than the guys that i noe... and even the guys that like germaine... i see, like so.... paranoid they all..
meant to live says: yah.. also can be good friends wat.. i mean now u haven meet someone good.. maybe in the future leh.. u also dun noe rite?? because of this, u do this??
repetitionKILLS:44 says: that 1 in the future then say la...
meant to live says: depends wat.. not everybody will meet their mr right so early.. even u think he is yr mr right, that doesn't mean he will not change rite?
repetitionKILLS:44 says: wah... ya ah. . . true. but w/o much exposure, i wldn't noe wad kind of 'mr right' i want.. rite? i mean, if i dun look ard and try explore, how wld i noe wad i want n wad i dun like
meant to live says: that's right.. but now u r not dating guys wat. how to get to noe
repetitionKILLS:44 says: yar, dating ar.... but i guess the only difference is that i'm not dating a guy.. hahaha
meant to live says: hahah.. okie la, just to tell u lo.. hope u wun mind..
repetitionKILLS:44 says: of cos i wun mind ar.... i like have these kind of conversations...
meant to live says: reali? but u dun put all yr heart into it la.. later u suffer..
repetitionKILLS:44 says: ya la, it's conversations like these that make the mind think.

Silent Laughter

Humour gives me relief. It's gives me a break from all my daily routines.

I realize that people do silly things when they're alone. Take a peek at that person sitting behind you. Look... she's smiling to herself. Now, give her a few more seconds. She'll start laughing to herself. She's aware of the people around her. You'll notice that her laughter makes no noise. No sound. Silence. She bites her lower lip. A sign that she can't hold it in anymore. It shows that she's trying to keep the laughter locked up in her. Her body's vibrating. Like a baby's toy. You can hear her softly giggling away... Painfully tortured by the silence. She fidgits. She's trying real hard.

Now turn away. That's enough. Don't look at her no more. Let her enjoy the silent laugh to herself...

Infatuation

Up alone in my bedroom
It's cold tonight and I'm trembling
Wishing that you were near me
Holding me oh, so tight

The memories all come back to me
The emptiness inside of me
The words that you once said to me
The promises you made

You told me that you cared
The love I thought we shared
But then one day
You went away
I'm not a girl
To care about
These fucking things
Oh I forgot...

I saw you with that bitch last night
You pull her close you held her tight
Did you think that I'll crumble
To see her in your arms

My love for you was wrong
The feelings are all gone
You're such a jerk
One day she'll know
I wish you well
Oh, go to hell
I'll carry on
And live my life...

Up alone in my bedroom
It's cold tonight and I'm trembling
You're not the one to hold me close
I'm just thinking of you tonight.

Morning Glory

A lady named, Glory, walks into the dental clinic early in the morning. She comes regularly for her dental appointments. The new cashier recognises her.

"Morning, Glory!", greets the friendly cashier.

A bored mind

Boredom can lead you to doing something really stupid or maybe at least call it, unpredictable.

You sometimes end up confessing personal stuff about yourself. Some 'secret'. But you do it because you were just SO bored, you had to entertain yourself. You want to know what people react when they find out about it.

Boredom is eating up my brain. I feel stupid. My head hurts. Maybe once it gets hollow, the pain stops.

Lesbian

What's wrong with being a lesbian? I am one. Some of my friends are. I'm still the same person. The only difference is that now, i'm loving another girl...

Needs

I need to get away.
I need to get away with my friends.
I need to stop this routine job.
I need to stop living in this loop.
I need to stop thinking so much about you.
I need to stop being paranoid.
I need to stop expecting much from you.
I need to stop repeating.
Thank you.

Countdown

20 mins... Here i go, counting down again. I wait for the time to end. My time with boredom will end again today. Still 20 mins as i type this line down.

I'll wait... 19 mins. The watch on my hand ticks so loud. It only gets silent when time reaches 5.30pm. Everyday i post my thoughts here. Will i ever run out of thoughts? No.

16 mins. My head hurts. I'm cold. I need a hug from you. I'm waiting for time... I'm also waiting for you. When are you coming back? Nobody knows.

14 mins left to spare. Still not much change from 2 mins ago. My head still hurts and i'm still cold.

The Office

Hello. I'm back again today. In fact, I'll be back again EVERYDAY. Haven't got anything to do. While my hands start to freeze on the keyboard and my stomach starts to grumble for food, i thought i drop by here and see what i can come up with.

An office job. You sit at your desk all day, trying to finish the projects thrown at you. Not a healthy job. You sit till you body aches, till your butt feels numb. Your eyes get tired, your fingers get cold. You suddenly feel suffocated. You look around for space, for air. But all you see are walls. You're covered, you're trapped. You breathe in the cold air. The only people you see everyday are your very own colleagues. Prisoners of their own miserable cubicle.

I wonder if there's anyone here who really love their job... Who enjoys an office IT job? Who??

Still images

Photos.

A silent image from your hectic life. Compile them all together and you get yourself a silent movie. It captures moments of your day, hour, minute. It lets you see things in a different angle. Suddenly you notice you're not that perfect. Your nose is too big, or maybe your eyes seem far apart. You become a cartoon for an instant.

The moment between the pressing of the button and the flashing of the camera, you stand there and you pose. Vouge. You feel like you're the center of attraction. Everybody's looking at you. And once that flash is over, and that your vision is blurred by the bright lights, you start to worry and hope that you did not blink or give an awkward smile. Then you ask for another photo to be taken, and another and another...

I love taking photos.

Imitation or original?

For those of you who can bring yourselves to wearing an imitation jersey, raise your hands. I see... You guys better take that hand and just give it a swing across your face. Yes, slap yourself.

Or maybe i'm being materialistic...

Virgin Blogger

Never have i thought i would start my own blog. Never was a fan of it. So why the sudden change? The reason: driven by my own boredom at work and the inspiration from an anonymous writer.

This blog isn't for others to read. It's just something to keep me occupied while i accompany boredom. Or is it boredom that's accompanying me? It's just a collection of my random thoughts...