Salivating profusely... hehehe...

Spent the day feeling tired. Headache... tummyache... every where aching...

Came home and tried to catch some ZzzzzZZZzzz's... Phone rang, incoming text messages... Another phone call... Haiz... Last2 berjaga until almost 4a.m.

I called a massuer... It's fun to have someone kneading ones' muscle, while being naked and reading The World's Greatest Sex and Scandal... Yeap... I was testing this massuers' professional intregrity... Hehehe...

Then went makan2... After kena pelekoh... damn hungry lor...

Then... I saw dat certain someone that I haven't seen in a while... Years...

No... Never wrote anything about this person in here...

So there I was bitching with a friend and then... It was like everything in the world stopped... No sound, no wind, no noise... A vision in light violet and blue jeans... Haiz...

The world is such an unfair place... Some people are born cute... And grows up to be more cute...

And as I was staring at this beautiful (not quite a) stranger... My mind suddenly played Charles and Eddies' song "I Would Stop the World" on loop... Day-mmmmnnn... Hahaha...

Anyway... Overheard someone said this "Just because you have a vagina... That doesn't make you special..."

That is so true... And I love my life!!!

A thing called "Living"...

I got a feeling that this is going to be a very long post... Yeah...

What's happening this week?

Recap...

Got lucky... Three times in a day ain't so bad for somebody that somebody said "got no future"... Right... Unless your life is perfect... Stop talking and commenting about other peoples' life.

I am a very patient person...

I might just snap and break your neck when you push me too hard.

I think bad things always comes in sets of two or three... I noticed that usually when one thing starts to fuck up... One needs to be ready for another one... Yeah... Shit happens...

So I think I've been so very detached lately...

Cant help it... I'm surrounded by dumb people, which are excusable for being dumb. Then there are those smart people acting dumb...

These people should be rounded up and executed like what happened to the Jews last time...

Seriously... Just line them up and shoot them in the head... It's going to be quick and painless. Just splatter their brains on the wall... Very humane.

Just the other day I went to this business establishment.

I was looking for something. So I described what I wanted to the business owner... He said it'll help if I can bring pictures of what i wanted... So OK. I did...

Then I brought some pix to him...

He said he said he have one of the items that I've been looking for... Then he showed me... I told him, it looks similar, but that was not what I wanted...

It's the same type, but different model...

It's like looking to buy a particular make of car, say, a Mercedes and the seller insisted a Proton which is also a car but made from recycled carbonated drink cans...

I thought of qouting the scientific name of what I wanted, but obviously it will be a waste of time and my breath.

So I told him, no, that was not the one I wanted... And then things started to turn ugly...

He said he's been in the business for ten years and he fuckin sure that the item I wanted was the same as the one he had in stock. Duh~

I just smiled, thanked him and left... See... I told you I'm a very patient person. There were lots of nasty, eye-opening factual remarks that I could tell to this persons' face... But I didn't...

Ok... Now that it's here... I'm gonna forget about this ever happened...

Moving on...

Text messaging is evil... Seriously.

Calling people using unidentified number at 2a.m. is evil too... No matter how close (even if you've exchanged bodily fluids) you are with somebody, calling them at 2.a.m. is very rude.

They might be sleeping or having random anonymous sex with strangers at that time.

Hell. I' m not feeling too good today. Woke up with a sharp stabbing headache... Spent the whole day having a headache... Now trying to sleep with a headache (no... not reffering to my ex)...

That's why I'm here, at home, pounding away at my keyboard...

I should be out there, having fun where all the real action is... But I'm actually experiencing the most commonly used "Not tonite dear, I have a headache" excuse...

Oh, people who talks too much over breakfast/lunch/dinner/at work are evil, especially when they talk about others. Hope these people will get severe food poisoning and die on the spot. Flesh eating bacteria is also a good option.

Friends in Kay Hell are making so much fuss about the Earth Hour... Stupid. This so called event to save the earth from global warming. More on this here .

Will it do much help to the damage that the human race had caused to the world we live in? No... I dont think so... But at least we're doing something...

Maybe next year they'll come up with another brilliant way to save the world from global warming.... How 'bout Hold Your Breath for 1 Hour? This will help the earth in more than 1 way... Global warming, over-population of the human vermin... etc etc...

Maybe I'll switch off my lights during that time and take off my clothes and go have anonymous random sex with as many people as possible for one hour...

Oh, speaking of anonymous random sex, Sharul has finally discovered the joy of blogging. Sharuls' blog can be viewed here. Just to make it clear, there's no connection what-so-ever between Sharul and anonymous random sex... It's just that sex sells (and cheap, nowadays) and it's all advertising...

I'm tired.

This blogging thingy had lost its' appeal to me... I need other ways (self-mutilation, nipple torture, penis-torture, bondage, recreational drugs, booze and yes... Random, anonymous sex with strangers) to mentally stimulate my mind...

Dont take me seriously here.

It's all just a mind-fart.

Let's save the earth from global warming, switch off the lights and take off your clothes...

You'll Never Know...

Love feels like this...

Slash, stuff 'em in the garbage bin... Show no mercy... Show no regret...

Have you ever been away for some time and when you opened your door, you realized how much you hated your living space and that you're surrounded by the things that you dont really need, much less things that you don't want anymore???

That happened to me today.

I'm throwing away things that reminds me of once upon a time...

Live fast, die young, leave behind a good looking corpse...

Got a text message last night.

It simply said "Are you dead?"

Hahaha...

Anyway, am alive and well. Thank you for noticing that I've been missing from my usual haunts these days.

Been exploring other potential haunts.

Been busy doin stuff rather than writing about stuff.

A Typical Day in the Mundane Life of... Who?

Got a shock of jolting surprise when some one turned up totally botak. I used to think botak is sexy but now I think botak people are the bravest people alive.

Then went on to fetch big butt. She's doin great. She's lookin great. The tv screen is going to be replaced tomorrow.

The old man is so annoying. Then there's the other old man. He's annoying too. Then there's the other, other old man, he went out with his friends.

Wrong timing.

The old man strikes again.

All of this doesn't make sense. Whutever~

All About him....

Someone please slap me in the face. I am doing things that I should not be doing with someone I shouldn't be hanging out with... And slap me summore for enjoying it... Hehehehe...

The monthly need to bleed taken to a newer height... Cupping!

Presenting....The Most Expensive Makanan I Ever Prepared....

Nothing new. Work. At the office. Not working. Stayed home. Repeat.

Went out with the Mad... Had a great time chatting at oogling at people... Came out with this crazy joke about the food-processing vagina... Mad... Lu gila la... I mean it in a good way... Hahaha...

Had breakfast at 6pm++.

Went shopping for stuff.

Came home and started making Caramel Custard... Then bechamel sauce then bolognaise sauce, then prepared the pasta, then started to layer them and bake.

Then made the potato salad... Damn potatoes got soft on me... She-it... They tasted great but they're butt-ugly...

No point talking too much... Let me present to you... A firm favorite of Garfield the Fat Cat... Lasagna...

The ingredients, baking dish etc came to RM100++... Dang... Lasagna is going to stay on my special occasion dish list...

My new year resolution...

2008. Just another year.

Tried to be good this (last?) year, but that didn't work. It sorta, kinda, fucked me up really good. But that's life.

When you put other peoples' needs and feelings before your own, trying to please everybody. That means that.

You've pleased everyone but yourself.

So come 2009...

This year is about me. I'm gonna try everything at least once. I'm gonna be bad.

I'm gonna be me.

Happy new year everybody...

Flat-Lined, Then Came Back... Partially...

_________________. . . . . . . . .

I'm digging this






Lyrics | Within Temptation - Julian (i’d give my heart) lyrics

Of lights out, closed eyes and passed out...

Had the wierdest dream last night.

Dreamed of landslides, catching rare fish, huge rocks falling from the sky, damn cruel human-looking aliens in spaceships shooting down innocent by-stander, hell they even shot a baby.

I guess dreams are just dreams. Night time entertainment, that's all, and that last nights' dream was the unrated version.

What's new? I used to be depressed. Now I'm still depressed AND on medication. That's a good improvement.

I want out. Any angel of mercy out there?

If You Forget Me...

Well, now if little by little you stop loving me,I shall stop loving you, little by little.

If suddenly you forget me,do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.

... Year End Crisis...

It's time. Again. Time to rethink about everything. Time to re-evaluate. Time to look again and see.

A few more weeks to a brand new year.

All I can say is, this year sucks. Same like last year and the year before.

Made a few friends. Made a few enemies.

As the year draws closer and closer to its end, my patience is drawing shorter and shorter. It's like this mind is acting on time-specific-event basis.

Am feeling suicidal, but that's nothing new.

Am here but longs to be else where. I'd feel the same from where I'm about to go. I'm sure.

Happy New Year...

I'm digging this...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89V7hvEmSD8

I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone
I don't wanna be that call at four o'clock in the morning
'Cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home
Aahh, the sun is blindingI stayed up again
Oohh, I am finding
That's not the way I want my story to end

I'm safeUp high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over?
No painInsideYou're my protection
But how do I feel this good sober?

I don't wanna be the girl who has to fill the silence...
The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth
Please don't tell me that we had that conversation
When I won't remember, save your breath, 'cause what's the use?

Aahh, the night is calling
And it whispers to me softly, "come and play"
Aahh, I am falling
And if I let myself go, I'm the only one to blame

I'm safe Up high
Nothing can touch meBut why do I feel this party's over?No pain
Inside
You're like perfection
But how do I feel this good sober?

I'm comin' down
Comin' down
Comin' down
Spinnin' round
Spinnin' round
Spinnin' round
Looking for myself.. Sober

Comin' down
Comin' down
Comin' down
Spinnin' round
Spinnin' round
Spinnin' round
Looking for myself..
Sober

When it's good, then it's good, it's so good,
'till it goes bad

Till you're trying to find the you that you once had
I have heard myself cry
Never again
Broken down in agony
And just trying to find a friend

I'm safe Up high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over?
No pain
Inside
You're like perfection
But how do I feel this good sober?

I'm safeUp high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over?
No pain
Inside

You're like perfection
But how do I feel this good sober?
How do I feel this good sober?

Making My Life Real

I purposely hurt myself just to remind myself that this, all of this is real.

You know when you're drunk, you tend to do silly stuff. I'm always drunk, with out booze.

After a while, trying to adjust and adapt. After many, many crazy sleepless nights, the cold-turkey method of getting over you, now you're back.

I dont know if I should be happy or pissed off.

I want you back. I dont want you back. Iwant you like the first time I saw you. I dont want you looking the day you left me.

This is all so confusing.

Maybe another wound should do the trick.

I think it's nice to have someone to come home to. To hold. To love. The begining was nice. The ending...

Been Busy Doing Nothing... :B

What I did today...

Woke up late... Cos slept late... Did nothing with no one... Hehehehe... Can't remember actually...

Did Laundry...

Kemas umah...

Called Mr Josh to come and do my internet wiring... Asked him to take my other PCs for repair...

Fetched Kak CT from work. Ate my heart out while having breakfast/lunch/dinner/supper sumwhere... Temptations!!! Arghhh!!! Cannot tahan d...

Bought 6 baby bichir...

Saw Piena alone... Sat with her... Later AA joined us... Drove home... Picked a fight with my pc...

I think the world will be a better place for me IF... *

*refer above pix.

Crazy Week

I got THE CAR d!!!!

Aiyo... So happy...

Anyway, today I know who my real friends are... I tak mandi sehari, gi jalan merata dunia kat Langkawi, went to the bank twice, makan at more then 3 places and my friends still managed to hang out with me... Pity Ms. Halina ngan Ms. Piena la... U guys punya hidung memang koman la... hahahaha...

My new car picked a fight with Ms. Piena... It was a very "heart-moving" experience to see how she entered and exited the car... Gelak sampai sakit perut...

Heard sum stupid story about someone who got lucky and endured poking and jerking for 5 hours... That's 300 minutes or 18,000 seconds of poking, pushing, pulling, bumping and grining. Gila.

Today started with a wake up call by Ms. Halina and ended unexpectedly... I went out with....

I'm not telling, but lets just say that six long months of waiting... Haiz...

Lovey Dovey mode kini kembali...

But too early to say for sure... I may have to end my single status again for this year...... Haiz... So many new frontiers to explore... :p

OKlah... gotta sleep d... Nite2 world...

The unedited, un-air-brushed, unwashed me... Hehehe... for someone who x mandi more than 24hrs... I looked kinda good...

I May Look Happy But...

My Heart is Yours.

What the hell does that means?

Well, it means something.

Science tells us that the body cannot function without a heart. Real heart or a fake one. Doesn't matter, as long as there's something there to pump and circulate blood around the body.

Love-wise...

I give you my heart (but I'll need yours in return because science taught me so and so...)

So what happens when one's heart-broken?

People deal with this is a very individual way. Some people do this, some people do that,some people refuse to do anything.

I'm happy today. Yes. I am.

But the funny thing is, the happier I get in public, the more depressed I am when I'm alone. It's like a scale, with the zero feeling set in the middle, with happiness at one end and that familiar shitty feeling at the other end and the mark moves both ways at once...

It sounds confusing I know, but imagine for a second to where I'm at.

So yesterday went full circle... Had a great time hanging out until 2 pagi with Madonna and friends.

Had a great time with Halina, Piena, Kak Ani and friends, had a great time with Dato' Ranjit, Dato Khairi, Encik Rashid, Captain Rana and the HMA boys from batch 14, had a great time at the kenduri and Abang Shams' birthday bash, had a shitty time driving home due to the fact that I forgot my thumbdrive and had to listen to my break-up soundtrack. Hopefully no one noticed the last bit...

Life, death, joy, sorrow, love, hate, meaning... Big thoughts, short reflection.

Almost six months now since you left the keys, to my house and to my heart... I'd still be yours if you still want me.

Too Much Sleep... Too Much Dreaming... Too Much Hoping... Still Nothing...

Unable to stay... Unwilling to leave... What should I do?

Not Heterosexual, Not Homosexual, Not Bisexual... Just Sexual... TQ

I think one sexual preferences does not concern other people, except people who one have sex with. Kan?

Story-Telling...

Once upon a time. There was this group of people. They were happy... Until...



So the story goes.

So go and ask every one of them, there will be different versions of the story. And if you ask any one of them, they will tell a slightly different version of the real story. And the real version will soon be lost. Somewhere.



It's funny when people talks bad about people.



It's a joke to imagine someone actually talking about you and the things you do especially those who share intimate stories about people. But secrets are useless unless you share it with people. You gossip. You add bits of your opinion here and there.



Go ahead. Let your imagination run WILD. It's OK.



We all have our own way to deal with things.



Some people gets hot instantly and cools down just as fast. Some people just explodes. Some just shrugged things off and laughed.



I used to freak out and make a scene when people talk bad about me. Now I just don't give a damn when people bad-mouth me, in private, in public, what ever...



To people who may think this post is about him or her, get a dog, get a husband if you can't manage to snag one, order a "rabbit" online, get help, get a life. This one is for you.

P/S: Kindly read the blog title carefully... It says "My Car, My Dick, My Life, My Business". Thank you for reading.