At long last, after spending so much time being one,
I've reached the legal age to finally break my virginity!
A feeling so sensational, it left me almost aphonic that night.
With live band playing latin beats in the background and dancing feets all around,
such wonderful atmosphere will be kept in my mind for eternity.
MY FIRST VIRGIN TRIP TO A SALSA CLUB!
Dancing away with dearest and more was such a wonderful experience especially
that is way different from what we usually do.
bachata baby.
and I bet darling sexaye enjoyed her time too there.
so sad there aint any pictures to share.
I'll try my best to snap a few considering I won't be busy much dancing?
*giggles*
and oh,
Happy New Year Everyone!
(:
p/s: and seeing you that night was more that I could ask for.
Thank you for coming.
though it was short, I choose quality than quantity.
Miss you.
When HE stood up a girl for 2hours+ just to pick up another,
no sense of slight guilt was surface for the show had begun so smoothly ever than expected.
And knowing that fitting in would never ever cross my mind,
I plead for the best that the day would turn out fine.
As a matter of fact, it turns out FANTABULOUS.
The wonders of what memories could do to your present.
*grins*
and I am looking forward for tomorrow night.
salsa-ing away at a Salsa Club.
and just like a cherry on top of every sundae, guess who else will be tagging?
:P
I BET YOU KNOW.
Never did it crossed my mind.
Such beautiful gifts God presented to me.
Thank you for being there.
Thank you.
It doesn't even matter if we only met.
Time doesn't prove everything.
Our friendship does.
Words.
Though is rich and powerful, nothing can match to what I felt with you guys.
Nor can it express my gratitude.
So here is my special dedication to you guys.
Thank you so much for all the lame jokes,
the crazy laughters,
the time when we're together,
the bitching about ____,
the concern and care at Sentosa,
THANK YOU MY DARLINGS FOR EVERYTHING.
Just tell me, how impossible is it not to love you guys?
*hugs*
ONIONS & CHRISTMAS TREES
A family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father,
'Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?'
The father, surprised, answers,
'Well, son, there are three kinds of boobs:
In her 20's, a woman's are like melons, round and firm.
In her 30's to 40's, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit.
After 50, they are like onions'.
'Onions?'
'Yes, you see them and they make you cry.'
This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter said,
'Mum, how many kinds of 'willies' are there?..
The mother, surprised, smiles and answers,
'Well dear, a man goes through three phases.
In his 20's, his willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard.
In his 30's and 40's, it is like a birch, flexible but reliable.
After his 50's, it is like a Christmas Tree.'
'A Christmas tree?'
'Yes - the root's dead and the balls are just for decoration.'
Whether it is decorative balls or onions, Merry Christmas to all in advance.
(:
Loves`
Being on hiatus is such a torture, not being able to properly treat RUDY especially.
oh how much I miss him.
now that I'm back, I foresee heavy truckload of updates coming up.
but of course, Time shall tell everything....
...that is if I have enough time to update all.
but one thing for sure, THEM has been keeping me busy much.
so much of working.
gahh.
why can't I be normal just for once?
so could you please untie the strings that they're holding onto me?
it hurts.
when all you could relate to is nothing but yourself.
when you think you had it all but it came crumbling down to least you expect it.
when you want to run away.
run away.
:(
..... so as THEY says.
Hari Raya Haji this year is no different than the previous.
Pitures after pictures & meals after meals accompanied us throughout the day.
it's a torture, really.
SOMEWHAT.
*laughs*
and finally, after such a long separation, I finally get to see my sweetheart!!
*grinning*
such a big boy already..
(ohmygod. I swear I'm starting to sound like mummykins. BAD..BAD IDEA.)
I could swear to you that I practically look like some girl who is 3months pregnant by the end of the day.
NO.
make it 5.
AND some people say that I AM SKINNY.
pffts.
(sorry yayan, you don't own this. HAHA)
alright, a little side track now.
So I've been trying to search for some explanations of certain phenomenal issues when I happen to land into some quiz webby.
I don't know what's up with me, really, but all these quizzes has got me caught up.
It's not like I'm THAT free to indulge but hey, I DID.
and here was what that caught my attention.
How Dirty Are You? |
Dirty Dirty Mind Your mind is completely in the gutter. It doesnt matter what someone says, you turn it into an impure thought. There is little to no hope of getting your mind from the place. Some people would say you are the devil. |
naww c'mon now.
HOW DIRTY ARE YOU?
doesn't that just attracts you? it didn't?
well.. that's cause you're such a noob, that's why.
HAHA.
So I did mine. Now it your turn to find out.
and stop lying to yourself by telling your mind that you don't need one to tell you AREN'T one.
you know deep inside that you are burning to know too.
it's just 10 questions. wouldn't kill ya now, would it?
so, while you at it, Imma get my stuffs prepared for today because apparently, some people are still schooling.
*grumbles*
and heyy, who knows, it might be snowing later today so school would be cancel!
wait.
SNOWING IN SINGAPORE?
miracles do happen sometimes.
no harm praying right?
(:
everyday, without fail , I would visit your blog.
umpteen times just to check if you have updated. even if it means to read the same post over and over again, I dont find any bore in it.
in fact, it has been more of a routine.
I'm beginning to realise it's like the only alternative I have in a way to get close to you.
and everytime when I'm there, I'll just stay on till your blog's song is over and play it over again. even if it means a hundred times.
although you've erased me from your virtual world and I know it hurts, I still have the urge to leave a message to you.
it's stupid really.
I would type in what I would call myself here together with the message and then erase it all over umpteen times as if there is something missing.
and the missing thing is YOU.
I would stare at the tag board, keep thinking if I should tag.
the mind says no but the heart says the otherwise.
fingers typing so furiously on the keyboard but mind controls it all.
in the end? nothing. just like the way you left it.
and I remembered there was a time when the girls in class stayed to listen about me&you and all the sweet advices and opinions they gave for us.
but hey, who am I kidding?
I'm such a jinx. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore.
which is why I questioned you what makes you think you'll be hurt more than I do?
even if it can't work out, our friendship still remains right?
and it SCARRED me when you can't even answer that.
deeply.
:/
I'm such a fool aint I?
even as I'm typing this down, I'm still listening to your blog song which only means one thing, that I've been keeping your blog on my tab for the whole time.
it's 2:10am now and my eyes refuses to shut itself.
and it's HARI RAYA HAJI today.
I don't know when we are going to start talking again.
You said you missed me and sweet whatnots, but are all stupid lies?
Why then do you completely erase me away?
even our friendship?
I'm still hurt ...deeply. And those tears? those were the inaugural.
I hope you're happy that you have the honour to see that.
Missing you as someone dear to me is definitely without a doubt.
but what else am I to do?
:/
and if you are reading this, well ...
since you're taking a "vacation", well I hope you do find your peace that you've been searching all this while. I'll be contented as long as you are.
just that ... all I'm pleading is don't leave me even as a friend. I miss you so.
(:
You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Busy |
While a relationship sounds nice, you're strapped for time Whether you're legitimately busy or just making excuses... ... You don't give men enough of your time. As nice as "instant love" would be, there's just no such thing. |
You fill in the blanks.
So hear me out.
So intensely, she locked her brown eyes to the screen of her laptop.
Sighing.
She has been typing and deleting the same sentence repetitively not knowing any purpose of it.
Perplexed, so she said.
Depressed, was another made.
Affliction once her enemy now best friend, accompanying her without fail every day.
Laughters once her remedy now only a charade that she plays.
Mask, never needed one, now is attached so closely to her, depicting what others reckon.
Keeping an image could be tiring, will it last?
Sighing.
It's totally imbecilic. Haven't you heard?
Primogenially, she initiated the move. A talk. To clarify and settle doubts.
So why did we heard sniffing and saw eyes that were brown a few seconds ago now turned red immediately?
.....and should we add the wet cheeks too?
Sighing.
Scarred her deep, you did, I'm sure.
Emphatise wasn't what she pleaded but it was inevitable. The indiscernible knot has slowly untied letting her breathe alleviation once more.
Oh how I missed that, she claimed, knowing time would come to steal it all away.
So she savoured a moment with only four white walls.
Outside the window pane, stood someone she knew.
She looked and finally smiled.
Solitude was what she needed but a rendezvous was what befalled.
Time can't heal everything. Objection? Prove it.
It has begun.
A jinx has descended causing chaos, tainting innocent souls, preying viciously on so what they claim, purity.
Hypnotised, every bloke will be awed by her salacious attitude.
So run away now.
Let me grant your escape plan before she comes and grabs you away.
before you have your soul tainted.
before the precious organ in your life be taken away, crushed & dejected.
before you realise it is all too late.
But you're not running away now, are you?
Why did you stop?
"You're different."
"You're not like the others."
"You're so perfect, so pretty, so popular. Everyone loves you."
"You're just so unique".
Oh, that is so cliche. Don't you have anything else to impress me? -
Vaccine.
You need one. Trust me.
And then with "cibai scary cibai scary"...
(the countless times he muttered that whenever the septic being came to life and started to prey on any living hominidae around it..)
well, it was scary anyway.
Lastly now, "Lemon Tea? You too? Give me FIVE!"
Awesome or whatt... finally, I've found someone who loves Lemon Tea!
YAY-ness!
((:
and yes, he is very entertaining and a very good anime artist too!
I have finally met a someone who LOVES lemon tea!!
(: