Oh Boo Hoo

Went out for a girls' night with AthleteShinYee, Evelayn, PammyPoo and PinkyPoo at Tao by Modesto's and it was great! They had Ladies Night promo, with 2 free Bellini's and had Tequila and Vodka shot promos for RM5 and RM8 respectively. But other than that, it was great to catch up with everyone and finally see their bayang-bayang in real life after so loooooong.

After that, came back, after an hour long heart to heart with Evelayn, and came to find a mini party with Anushhka, Ramesh and VishalTengapoo at home, jamming and layaning kau kau the music as well as 2 bottles of fine Scottish whiskey. Who was I to refuse? *shrugs*

But, now, I realise, I am old...... after all that beer, Bellinis and tequila shots, adding whiskey to the mix is like a big.. WHOA NO. It's the whiskey. It ain't me. Teehee.

So yeah, had a great night, and now the boys are nicely snoring away.. and I shall delicately shimmy upstairs to a soft, comfortable albeit uno-solo bed... And get ready to face the day ahead, which, it seems, already started like...... 2 hours ago. :(

OK... cheers. Here's me signing in and signing out.

Nighto lovebirds, and Morning to yous love-worms.

cheerios. ;)

Mirror, Mirror....

Today, I looked into the mirror.

And finally saw myself.

Myself, in all my moods, my phases, my moments, my iniquities and my thoughts.

And... it wasn't a very comforting sight.

I guess, it's like those flashbacks you have, moments before your soul leaves your earthly shell.

I think.... in those flashbacks, we should be happy with what we see.

No regrets, no pain, no hurt.

Just peace. And love.


I'll try my best, from today onwards, to live like I'll have the best flashbacks when my time comes.

Oops.. Rutabugga...

The irreparable damage that an affair does to a relationship, can never be forgotten by either party, despite how much they love each other and want to work it out.

The uncontrollable bits of bitterness and anger tend to seep out through the cracks that get more obvious by the day.. Little barbs of cynicism and hurt like flying darts in an otherwise silent relationship.

So what else can such a relationship do? Where else can it go? But to the gutter.

Speechless - the very rare occasions of my life

I am speechless, really I am. This whole thing I had in mind for my thesis, is now falling apart before my eyes.

I'm not contesting what my advisors are saying, it's just that... I am really really lost right now. I am actually stumped. I may not end up with a solution to problem.. I think I'm just going to end up a mere reporter of a situation chockful of facts that already have been proven.

*groan* fml.

What now.... what now?

On The Road Back To Black...

More like Brown rather than black, but it sounds better as a title, ya think?

Yes, about 3 weeks back, I went from blonde to pink to brown. And now, it's fading... I'm just tired of pumping in more colour into my hair... although, I must, in order to maintain the distinction between artsy and ah-lian.

What have my days been up to? I don't really know... they seem to forge a life of their own, and carry on without me. I woke to find, that I had been left behind. My days went on without me as I skipped along the dotted side lines.

So, dreary outlooks for this month... a lot of things that I wanted to do, seem to be very far off and almost impossible. I'm seeing a different side of all the things I used to hold dear.. No more 'La vie en rose'... more of 'la vie en noir'...

I guess it's the growing up and settling down. Sounds so oxymoronical, but, deep down inside me, I refuse. I REFUSE. I refuse to do so. Some people don't understand, and they shake their heads and wag their tongues. Just because I don't want to grow up doesn't mean I'm want to be childish. I want to remain child-like - there's a difference. Just because I refuse to settle down doesn't mean I am not grounded and mature. I just don't want to get boring and mundane.

Life is out there for the taking! If only you would understand. It's not always about the bills and the dust and the cleaning up and the chores. There's more to life than just the roof above our heads. Why do you think conversation has come to an absolute standstill? Because there is nothing to say. You want me to come home straight away. And so I do. Therefore, only facing the possible activities available in the house, which, you mostly spend your time doing as well.

Maybe, soon, I'll get wobbly knees and a Michael-Jackson-concert-fervour the next time we get a new Hoover or a set of new curtains.

Birthday's coming up... I should put those candles to good use. *wish*