orgasmatic attraction

Yesterday was one of those days when you're all dressed up,but with nowhere to go.Those kinda days are as good as a decomposed chicken (I can't help but think of food these days).But kudos to NBL,for having set up a library in the midst of Taka.

I highly recommend:





1) Geroge Orwell books
2) "It's a Girl Thing" (The Hilarious Truth About Women) by Jan King
2) "Quitting Smoking for Dummies"

To salvage the mediocre morning and embarassing lunch earlier,I salvaged the day by sitting down with a book and a cup of Iced tall Caramel Macchiato.And for awhile,everything was as blissful as the Guitless Mango Cheesecake just now.Yummeyyy.

After an awfully long time..we managed to sit down to have our usual dosage of caffeine,that's been topped with the many misses on the doings of the other.I couldn't ask for better company,really.







So Norhafeeza Yusof..
Cheers to the reallyalotofyears of friendship.
So much in memory,so much more to come:)


{p/s}

Starbucks Guiltless Mango Cheesecake
is as good as an orgasm itself.Really.

raw like sushi



In time,you managed to find someone who could fit the bill.Just the person to spend every waking hour and sleeping minute with.

But then you realise..Maybe we're just good being the best of friends.

Because saying that you love him and want to spend the rest of your life with him,prior without his knowledge..might just lead you to lose everything.

So would you risk losing everything or just that extra something?

good ol' honesty

Are you just picking on me or,telling me about how useless I am at almost/if not everything that I do.Because if it really is the former,then I would gladly beg to differ.

Every damn thing I do never seem to please you.Obviously if it's something done wrong,you've the right to go ballistic.But no!You're always not please and every little thing I do is the worst of ways to do it.

Makes me wonder if I was adopted.I ought to shoot myself for saying that,but can you really blame me?Not fitting in sucks.Not fitting in and not having someone else to be there for you,sucks even more.

GAH.

-

At least one thing's out of the way.

i might just forget your name

My day was..eventful.
Well,imagine this.

You start off the day,tackling NP's lousy server and system of choosing your electives.Which,I must add,ended up in me getting far less than what I wanted or was the least interested in.Okay,maybe "Insight into India" ain't going to be that bad.

On to the second bullet.
I was told by two different people,of two deaths.One being my aunt's father-in-law (In'nallilahira'jiun) and the other being my good friend's father (God Bless,Uncle Jude).

There wasn't any tears on my part (at least,none fell anyway) but it made me feel all fragile.Like as if yesterday wasn't enough,with Dad blaming me for all the defects in the house.But in my words,he was just telling me as to how much of a 'jinx' I can be.Yes,I can be very personal sometimes.

Top everything off with touchy issues of the heart..and it's a winning recipe for an emotional distraught me.Not having MacD breakfast with you,makes it even more wrenching.

Oh well.
It's not as if anyone cares right?

-

Note:

The holidays are coming to an end and I've yet to go out with the couple of you.
Call me soon,loves.You guys know who you are <3

i want to cry already

Long post that got deleted.
Fuck you.

tape and scissors

The look was getting too dull for my own good,hence the reason for the change of skin.More importantly,I decided that I should just inject a little more color this time around.For this and especially..my life.

It's been a little over about afew boys,work and its stupid politics.Something about people being comfortable,with me listening to them rant and whine (at least,I'd like to think so).And I don't mind,really.Because it pays when you know you've helped someone lift the whole world off their shoulders.

It pays,doesn't it?

So why do I still feel as if someone's been pressing my 'Cry' button.You could blame that time of the month..but me thinks that there's more to it than what meets the eye.

Or maybe it's just you.
Spare me about how special of a girl I am,or how strong of a girl I can be.Don't say all that to me and you espcially not,when you end it with things that include "friend" and "I love my girlfriend".

There are just things that you don't say to your gal-pals,or how you like to think of me as,'sister'.FYI: I forgot to mention how much that that brother-sisterly thing irks for me.Having one at home is quite enough to last me a lifetime thankyouverymuch.

one of a kind.

I need a hug.
I need a hug.
I need a hug.

Saying it a million times over,would be of no help either.
You know what,forget everything.It's not going to ever come.

And I know I don't make sense,
but that's how it's always been..isn't it.

-

If you want me so much
First I have to know
Are you thoughtful and kind?
Do you care what's on my mind?
Or am I just for show?

- Jojo,"How to Touch A Girl"

my amnesia moment

After an overwhelming night of emotions and tears,you somehow think that it was nothing more than a bad dream.At least not until..you look at the many exchange of texts and received calls.

That's when you know..
It's time to find someone.

necessity.

In need of clothes?
Awfully broke?

Well fret not:)


NIS IS ORGANISING A SWAP PARTY!

Swap Party: For trading of clothes,accesories,bags etc.
Food,drinks and entertainment would be provided:)

Wanna swap?
Interested parties can..
email/add me on msn (silverbubble_gal@hotmail.com)
or call/text me on my mobile.

flying to the moon and back.

Hello kids.
How have you all been?

My apologies for the lack of update.The internet's been down,to which I have no clue as to why.I'd love to blame the recent earthquake (of which I saw myself swaying involuntarily at both times) but had started days before the tremors.

Oh.And condolences to the families in Sumatra.
Pray for them,love.Amin.

-

On a happy note..

I was at double O yesterday,with my colleagues:)

Music (RnB and reggae mix) played was love okay!Topping it all off,was it being Ladies Night yesterday..not that it would matter,because it would have been my money's worth la.

The only issue that bothered me was seeing so many Malays,than any other race.As soon as I stepped out of the club,there was all the roar-ing of motorbikes.And seeing the infestation of hanyuts ('rebels' in Malay) in one place?It was fucking crazy that it scared me shit.

Supper-cum-breakfast at ECP Macs afterwards,which Hotcakes never fail to make me smile.Hashbrowns were a disapointment though:( Was sent home on a bike nonetheless,where I reached home to find that..I left my key at my workplace (long story).

A few more weeks of bliss,
so this is how I'm making full use of it.
(partly,anyway)

same shit,different day.

What's even more ironic is you having three younger siblings,all of which are female.Yet you have not the least decent respect for us girls.And you have got to be kidding me,if you thought that I didn't fucking mind.

WELL FUCK YOU.

(Boys can be sucha disappointment.)

starlight,star bright.

The night sky's tinted with a hue of reddish-orange,with tiny drops of sparkling stars.And even with the whispering breeze,the fluffy clouds made not the slightest move.

Empty main streets outside,while everyone at home's sleeping soundly.It's been not long after a hot shower and the only noise I hear,are of the ticking clock and my little fingers working the keyboard.So quiet..so very peaceful.

Sometimes you allow time to fly past you so awfully quickly,that you tend to forget when to hit stop.To sink in and absorb every color and every little detail.

I want to head up to the Ship on The Hill again.To let you hold me tight while we look up to the manymany stars above us,twinkling ever so brightly.Because it's been an awfully long time since..

Anyway,I hope you call soon:(

25o788;NP-HLM
[msn] silverbubble_gal@hotmail.com

-
I always wonder what it'd be like..
To be able to sleep amongst the clouds.

orgasmatic attraction

Yesterday was one of those days when you're all dressed up,but with nowhere to go.Those kinda days are as good as a decomposed chicken (I can't help but think of food these days).But kudos to NBL,for having set up a library in the midst of Taka.

I highly recommend:





1) Geroge Orwell books
2) "It's a Girl Thing" (The Hilarious Truth About Women) by Jan King
2) "Quitting Smoking for Dummies"

To salvage the mediocre morning and embarassing lunch earlier,I salvaged the day by sitting down with a book and a cup of Iced tall Caramel Macchiato.And for awhile,everything was as blissful as the Guitless Mango Cheesecake just now.Yummeyyy.

After an awfully long time..we managed to sit down to have our usual dosage of caffeine,that's been topped with the many misses on the doings of the other.I couldn't ask for better company,really.







So Norhafeeza Yusof..
Cheers to the reallyalotofyears of friendship.
So much in memory,so much more to come:)


{p/s}

Starbucks Guiltless Mango Cheesecake
is as good as an orgasm itself.Really.

raw like sushi



In time,you managed to find someone who could fit the bill.Just the person to spend every waking hour and sleeping minute with.

But then you realise..Maybe we're just good being the best of friends.

Because saying that you love him and want to spend the rest of your life with him,prior without his knowledge..might just lead you to lose everything.

So would you risk losing everything or just that extra something?

good ol' honesty

Are you just picking on me or,telling me about how useless I am at almost/if not everything that I do.Because if it really is the former,then I would gladly beg to differ.

Every damn thing I do never seem to please you.Obviously if it's something done wrong,you've the right to go ballistic.But no!You're always not please and every little thing I do is the worst of ways to do it.

Makes me wonder if I was adopted.I ought to shoot myself for saying that,but can you really blame me?Not fitting in sucks.Not fitting in and not having someone else to be there for you,sucks even more.

GAH.

-

At least one thing's out of the way.

i might just forget your name

My day was..eventful.
Well,imagine this.

You start off the day,tackling NP's lousy server and system of choosing your electives.Which,I must add,ended up in me getting far less than what I wanted or was the least interested in.Okay,maybe "Insight into India" ain't going to be that bad.

On to the second bullet.
I was told by two different people,of two deaths.One being my aunt's father-in-law (In'nallilahira'jiun) and the other being my good friend's father (God Bless,Uncle Jude).

There wasn't any tears on my part (at least,none fell anyway) but it made me feel all fragile.Like as if yesterday wasn't enough,with Dad blaming me for all the defects in the house.But in my words,he was just telling me as to how much of a 'jinx' I can be.Yes,I can be very personal sometimes.

Top everything off with touchy issues of the heart..and it's a winning recipe for an emotional distraught me.Not having MacD breakfast with you,makes it even more wrenching.

Oh well.
It's not as if anyone cares right?

-

Note:

The holidays are coming to an end and I've yet to go out with the couple of you.
Call me soon,loves.You guys know who you are <3

i want to cry already

Long post that got deleted.
Fuck you.

tape and scissors

The look was getting too dull for my own good,hence the reason for the change of skin.More importantly,I decided that I should just inject a little more color this time around.For this and especially..my life.

It's been a little over about afew boys,work and its stupid politics.Something about people being comfortable,with me listening to them rant and whine (at least,I'd like to think so).And I don't mind,really.Because it pays when you know you've helped someone lift the whole world off their shoulders.

It pays,doesn't it?

So why do I still feel as if someone's been pressing my 'Cry' button.You could blame that time of the month..but me thinks that there's more to it than what meets the eye.

Or maybe it's just you.
Spare me about how special of a girl I am,or how strong of a girl I can be.Don't say all that to me and you espcially not,when you end it with things that include "friend" and "I love my girlfriend".

There are just things that you don't say to your gal-pals,or how you like to think of me as,'sister'.FYI: I forgot to mention how much that that brother-sisterly thing irks for me.Having one at home is quite enough to last me a lifetime thankyouverymuch.

one of a kind.

I need a hug.
I need a hug.
I need a hug.

Saying it a million times over,would be of no help either.
You know what,forget everything.It's not going to ever come.

And I know I don't make sense,
but that's how it's always been..isn't it.

-

If you want me so much
First I have to know
Are you thoughtful and kind?
Do you care what's on my mind?
Or am I just for show?

- Jojo,"How to Touch A Girl"

my amnesia moment

After an overwhelming night of emotions and tears,you somehow think that it was nothing more than a bad dream.At least not until..you look at the many exchange of texts and received calls.

That's when you know..
It's time to find someone.

necessity.

In need of clothes?
Awfully broke?

Well fret not:)


NIS IS ORGANISING A SWAP PARTY!

Swap Party: For trading of clothes,accesories,bags etc.
Food,drinks and entertainment would be provided:)

Wanna swap?
Interested parties can..
email/add me on msn (silverbubble_gal@hotmail.com)
or call/text me on my mobile.

flying to the moon and back.

Hello kids.
How have you all been?

My apologies for the lack of update.The internet's been down,to which I have no clue as to why.I'd love to blame the recent earthquake (of which I saw myself swaying involuntarily at both times) but had started days before the tremors.

Oh.And condolences to the families in Sumatra.
Pray for them,love.Amin.

-

On a happy note..

I was at double O yesterday,with my colleagues:)

Music (RnB and reggae mix) played was love okay!Topping it all off,was it being Ladies Night yesterday..not that it would matter,because it would have been my money's worth la.

The only issue that bothered me was seeing so many Malays,than any other race.As soon as I stepped out of the club,there was all the roar-ing of motorbikes.And seeing the infestation of hanyuts ('rebels' in Malay) in one place?It was fucking crazy that it scared me shit.

Supper-cum-breakfast at ECP Macs afterwards,which Hotcakes never fail to make me smile.Hashbrowns were a disapointment though:( Was sent home on a bike nonetheless,where I reached home to find that..I left my key at my workplace (long story).

A few more weeks of bliss,
so this is how I'm making full use of it.
(partly,anyway)

same shit,different day.

What's even more ironic is you having three younger siblings,all of which are female.Yet you have not the least decent respect for us girls.And you have got to be kidding me,if you thought that I didn't fucking mind.

WELL FUCK YOU.

(Boys can be sucha disappointment.)

starlight,star bright.

The night sky's tinted with a hue of reddish-orange,with tiny drops of sparkling stars.And even with the whispering breeze,the fluffy clouds made not the slightest move.

Empty main streets outside,while everyone at home's sleeping soundly.It's been not long after a hot shower and the only noise I hear,are of the ticking clock and my little fingers working the keyboard.So quiet..so very peaceful.

Sometimes you allow time to fly past you so awfully quickly,that you tend to forget when to hit stop.To sink in and absorb every color and every little detail.

I want to head up to the Ship on The Hill again.To let you hold me tight while we look up to the manymany stars above us,twinkling ever so brightly.Because it's been an awfully long time since..

Anyway,I hope you call soon:(

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