I remember a time when blogging served as a truly enjoyable time-filler; it served as my sweet escape; my confidante and friend; my sanctuary in which i could express my thoughts and emotions through words.
I wonder what happened to those times. Blogging literally almost feels like a burden now, an obligation needed to carry out in order to fullfill my duties, whatever those may be.
Ive been sitting staring at the screen of my laptop quite literally forever. It's ironic, because i have so much i want to say, so much i want to rant and tell the world about, but the words wont come. I hope im not having writers block, i have an essay writing competition coming up -.-
When seemingly the rest of the world is caught up in their own personal love fest, and you're stuck misraeble, alone & eating Mars ice-cream watching Click for the 600th time, what else are you suppose to do? If you find an answer, please dont hesitate to give it to me.
Before i can crap anymore, i shall end the more-than-crappy post now. I think ive honestly lost my blogging mojo, & i cant seem to find it. If you do happen to find it running away, do contact me asap. Please&thankyou.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
heartbreaker
"He took her hands in his, and gently pressed a gift the size of his palm into hers. He pinned her with a gaze that bordered between lust and love, all the while gripping her hands tightly in his ; he was irrevocably in love with her.
"She accepted his gift with such grace and poise, an ever promising coy smile toying at the edge of her lips. it drove him crazy looking at her lips. She gently squeezed his hand and her grin gew a little wider, knowing with great familiarity it sent his heart into a frenzy; she was having a ball playing the field."
Bachelor number one came and went. bachelor number two entered, carrying a bigger, more promising gift in his hands. he charmed her with his boyish smile, and kissed her hands, ever the gentleman. her heart thumped a little harder, and she returned his smile with one that looked even more promising than his gift.
"He loved the smell of peachers in her hair, the way her laugh was loud and almost obnobxious but strangely infectious. He loved her for being silly and entertaining him with funny jokes. he was exeriencing an odd sensation of falling and flying at the same when he was around her; he could swear he was actually falling for this girl.
"She enjoyed his company. She liked it when he held her close and whispered funny things into her ear. she enjoyed touching him and caressing him like he was hers; she was having a ball flirting."
Bachelor number two came and went. bachelor number three entered. and so it continued until all the guys had met the girl. every one of them were different, and yet every single bachelor had experienced the exact same feeling; they were hooked on her. each and every one them could only pray that she would give them one chance, to show how they truly felt about her.
The moment of truth had arrived. the pretty lady sauntered in, hands held behind her back. she thanked them for all the lovely presents, she hugged and kissed each and every bachelor, thanking them profusely. she then requested for the men to be arranged in a single file line, facing her. with a smile that was sad and something resembling regret, she pulled out a gun, and shot each and every one of them. the bullet's that were released from her gun, had in fact, coincidentally punctured in only one paticular spot, the most vulnerable organ in the human body: the heart.
The closest people around you, can sometimes be the people that you hate the most. And maybe, just maybe, be the people that disappoint you over and over again. This is for you.
"She accepted his gift with such grace and poise, an ever promising coy smile toying at the edge of her lips. it drove him crazy looking at her lips. She gently squeezed his hand and her grin gew a little wider, knowing with great familiarity it sent his heart into a frenzy; she was having a ball playing the field."
Bachelor number one came and went. bachelor number two entered, carrying a bigger, more promising gift in his hands. he charmed her with his boyish smile, and kissed her hands, ever the gentleman. her heart thumped a little harder, and she returned his smile with one that looked even more promising than his gift.
"He loved the smell of peachers in her hair, the way her laugh was loud and almost obnobxious but strangely infectious. He loved her for being silly and entertaining him with funny jokes. he was exeriencing an odd sensation of falling and flying at the same when he was around her; he could swear he was actually falling for this girl.
"She enjoyed his company. She liked it when he held her close and whispered funny things into her ear. she enjoyed touching him and caressing him like he was hers; she was having a ball flirting."
Bachelor number two came and went. bachelor number three entered. and so it continued until all the guys had met the girl. every one of them were different, and yet every single bachelor had experienced the exact same feeling; they were hooked on her. each and every one them could only pray that she would give them one chance, to show how they truly felt about her.
The moment of truth had arrived. the pretty lady sauntered in, hands held behind her back. she thanked them for all the lovely presents, she hugged and kissed each and every bachelor, thanking them profusely. she then requested for the men to be arranged in a single file line, facing her. with a smile that was sad and something resembling regret, she pulled out a gun, and shot each and every one of them. the bullet's that were released from her gun, had in fact, coincidentally punctured in only one paticular spot, the most vulnerable organ in the human body: the heart.
The closest people around you, can sometimes be the people that you hate the most. And maybe, just maybe, be the people that disappoint you over and over again. This is for you.
Friday, June 8, 2007
a picture paints a thousand words
because of the long overdued pictures i have procrastinated from posting up, im left with about a million & two photos to post. however i will do the diplomatic thing and post them up gradually so, please bear with me :) pictures wont be in time order.
oh, yes and happy belated birthday elena teh su yin :) im sure pn ilani will miss you, and so will i. :(
if only :) <3>
oh, yes and happy belated birthday elena teh su yin :) im sure pn ilani will miss you, and so will i. :(
Pangkor
cindy got cleavage yo (: dont mess.
and i saved the best for last ;)
obviously there are more, but if you noticed there were barely any camwhore shots :) that in itself is a acheivement okay! and i was so tempted to edit the pictures, but i decided to leave it as it is; raw untapped beauty for the eye to see (:
Random:
if only :) <3>
Monday, June 4, 2007
not all good things have a happy ending
life is always suprising me; the road that represents life is filled with different twists and turns and that occasional unexpected pothole that throws you off balance and takes your breath away for a fraction of a moment. but the beauty of life is, we have the ability to get up, and start again.
when you lose your blogging mojo, its hard as crap to gain it back. but i shall try (:
over the weekend i was with family at pangkor(yet again), and the beautiful difference this time was, there were hot guys there! unlike the last time which proved to be a huge dissapointment, when the cutest boys were below the age of 12. and also there was the infamous lala push up guy, and cindy's cute nerdy pool playing guy, yes hot (:
to cut a long story short, we played way too much pool and foosball and even ping pong. i sweated up a storm. we went canoeing and jet skiing, we tanned, we ate and ate and ate like there was no tomorrow. we drooled over hot guys and bryan got too red. everything was screwed up on the last day because of the "lost key", the ticket that wouldnt go in, the closed Lido and the traffic jam. oh what a wonderful trip (:
The Day After
despite the overpowering sensation to sleep in and ditch the outing, i dragged my sorry ass all the way to sunway pyramid. took a cab with meer and zai and met the rest of the guys there, yes all guys, and one girl: me. i swear you could cut the testosterone in the atmosphere with a knife.
i met the twins later to watch shrek 3. i almost regretted making the outing at first because it was pretty boring initially. but things started looking up, and i ended up having a pretty fun day (: the twins are cool people to hang out with, i had fun for that brief moment with the guys and jue and nique, it was almost like old times.
shrek 3 proved to be a slight dissapointment. sure it was gut wrenchingly hilarious, but blades of glory and borat were better :) it was okay basically. then later annie, ever the gentleman, came all the way up to look for us, only to discover that we wanted to walk all the way back down.
annie and i wanted to take a cab back from pyramid, and we decided to go outside to search for one since its usually cheaper. unfortunately our journey through the rain proved to be a huge failure because all the FIVE cabs we flagged down, NONE of them were heading to pj.
tired but not defeated we headed back in and decided to que and wait for the cabs inside. things eventually worked themselves out and we managed to get a cab back home. had nice random chatter on the way back home. annie if youre reading this, and i know you are, thanks :) for the gabizillionth time.
too lazy to post pictures up, ill do it when im not feeling like a sloth.
when you lose your blogging mojo, its hard as crap to gain it back. but i shall try (:
over the weekend i was with family at pangkor(yet again), and the beautiful difference this time was, there were hot guys there! unlike the last time which proved to be a huge dissapointment, when the cutest boys were below the age of 12. and also there was the infamous lala push up guy, and cindy's cute nerdy pool playing guy, yes hot (:
to cut a long story short, we played way too much pool and foosball and even ping pong. i sweated up a storm. we went canoeing and jet skiing, we tanned, we ate and ate and ate like there was no tomorrow. we drooled over hot guys and bryan got too red. everything was screwed up on the last day because of the "lost key", the ticket that wouldnt go in, the closed Lido and the traffic jam. oh what a wonderful trip (:
The Day After
despite the overpowering sensation to sleep in and ditch the outing, i dragged my sorry ass all the way to sunway pyramid. took a cab with meer and zai and met the rest of the guys there, yes all guys, and one girl: me. i swear you could cut the testosterone in the atmosphere with a knife.
i met the twins later to watch shrek 3. i almost regretted making the outing at first because it was pretty boring initially. but things started looking up, and i ended up having a pretty fun day (: the twins are cool people to hang out with, i had fun for that brief moment with the guys and jue and nique, it was almost like old times.
shrek 3 proved to be a slight dissapointment. sure it was gut wrenchingly hilarious, but blades of glory and borat were better :) it was okay basically. then later annie, ever the gentleman, came all the way up to look for us, only to discover that we wanted to walk all the way back down.
annie and i wanted to take a cab back from pyramid, and we decided to go outside to search for one since its usually cheaper. unfortunately our journey through the rain proved to be a huge failure because all the FIVE cabs we flagged down, NONE of them were heading to pj.
tired but not defeated we headed back in and decided to que and wait for the cabs inside. things eventually worked themselves out and we managed to get a cab back home. had nice random chatter on the way back home. annie if youre reading this, and i know you are, thanks :) for the gabizillionth time.
too lazy to post pictures up, ill do it when im not feeling like a sloth.
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