Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
I am moving out. Period.
My switch for the adaptor of my lappie was near my window. Every night I would sleep with the window open and last night was no different.
I finished surfing the internet and was preparing to go to bed. I walked towards to the switch to turn off the power. My sis was sleeping on the floor underneath the front of the window with her dog as usual. (For the life of me, I just cannot understand why on earth would she want to sleep on the floor with a dog. I really don't. I mean you can say that she loves her dog but sleeping with a dog?! Even my friends who are animal lovers find that a little ridiculous too.)
Anyway, I was walking towards the switch in the dark and tripped over my sister's leg. I fell forward and pressed on the window in front of me, except the window panes were pushed outwards. There were no grilles on the window. My left hand shot out and I fell forward further. It was a lucky thing my right hand found the metal side of the windows and stopped my fell.
Otherwise, I would have fell 14 levels down.
Mr patience is really running low on her. First, the birds who are always screeching every hours of the days, and now the dog. Its not as if bringing the dog into my room is enough, she has to sleep with it. As with all dogs, they have a stench. Its useless to brush their teeth or bathe them, they just have a distinct doggie stench. And my room is always filled with the stench every single morning cos we close the door when we sleep and the smell just got stuck in the room.
And then there is her problem of her sleeping on the floor with her dog. One of these days, I am really going to fall 14 levels down to my death if she continues doing that.
I really have it. This is my house too and yet I do not seem to have a say over how I can live inside. I admit I am not a big fan of birds and dogs, I prefer cats. But its the idea that I have to live everyday in an environment that I hate. My bedroom is filled with a doggie stench and I have to live with birds screeching every single day.
I am really going to live out on my own. I seriously have it with my sister and her crazy infatuations with animals. This is my home too, I want to live a life of my own. I want peace and quiet when I am home during the weekends without any birds screeching and a room without a doggie stench. I ain't animal, I am human and I want a place fit to live for humans.
I am moving out. Period.
I finished surfing the internet and was preparing to go to bed. I walked towards to the switch to turn off the power. My sis was sleeping on the floor underneath the front of the window with her dog as usual. (For the life of me, I just cannot understand why on earth would she want to sleep on the floor with a dog. I really don't. I mean you can say that she loves her dog but sleeping with a dog?! Even my friends who are animal lovers find that a little ridiculous too.)
Anyway, I was walking towards the switch in the dark and tripped over my sister's leg. I fell forward and pressed on the window in front of me, except the window panes were pushed outwards. There were no grilles on the window. My left hand shot out and I fell forward further. It was a lucky thing my right hand found the metal side of the windows and stopped my fell.
Otherwise, I would have fell 14 levels down.
Mr patience is really running low on her. First, the birds who are always screeching every hours of the days, and now the dog. Its not as if bringing the dog into my room is enough, she has to sleep with it. As with all dogs, they have a stench. Its useless to brush their teeth or bathe them, they just have a distinct doggie stench. And my room is always filled with the stench every single morning cos we close the door when we sleep and the smell just got stuck in the room.
And then there is her problem of her sleeping on the floor with her dog. One of these days, I am really going to fall 14 levels down to my death if she continues doing that.
I really have it. This is my house too and yet I do not seem to have a say over how I can live inside. I admit I am not a big fan of birds and dogs, I prefer cats. But its the idea that I have to live everyday in an environment that I hate. My bedroom is filled with a doggie stench and I have to live with birds screeching every single day.
I am really going to live out on my own. I seriously have it with my sister and her crazy infatuations with animals. This is my home too, I want to live a life of my own. I want peace and quiet when I am home during the weekends without any birds screeching and a room without a doggie stench. I ain't animal, I am human and I want a place fit to live for humans.
I am moving out. Period.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
What kind of kiss do you have?
You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling he/she is dreaming. Quite effective; the kiss that never lessens and always blows your partner away like the first time.
Take this quiz!
Take this quiz!
Heh, I sure do hope that I kiss this well!
一知半解
You know, sometimes being careful when you are dealing with a language that you know nuts about is a very wise thing to do, especially when you want to carve out a word on your body.
Someone should really tell this fellow what his tattoo means...
From 一知半解
Anyway, I found this while surfing around looking for tattoo designs. I finally found a place to tattoo. I want something that shall stretch from my upper back, over my shoulder and stop just above my left breast. Something like a large phoenix or some exotic abstract design. Something that is shocking and beautiful. Something like this.
Man, this shall cost me a bomb...... Anyone wants to sponsor my Christmas present??
Someone should really tell this fellow what his tattoo means...
From 一知半解
Anyway, I found this while surfing around looking for tattoo designs. I finally found a place to tattoo. I want something that shall stretch from my upper back, over my shoulder and stop just above my left breast. Something like a large phoenix or some exotic abstract design. Something that is shocking and beautiful. Something like this.
Man, this shall cost me a bomb...... Anyone wants to sponsor my Christmas present??
Would you make a pact for it?
First question:
What is the thing that you desire most in the world? Something that you have always wanted and yet have never been able to get it. Something like luck, like power, like fame, like wealth? Or perhaps something intangible like being a great writer, a great musician, a great painter or a great philanthropist? It can also be in the form of someone whom you desire, the girl of your dreams, the girl who you have always wanted and yet have not been able to win her heart.
Second question:
What would you give for it? Would you give your soul for it? Would you make a pact with the devil to get it?
What is the thing that you desire most in the world? Something that you have always wanted and yet have never been able to get it. Something like luck, like power, like fame, like wealth? Or perhaps something intangible like being a great writer, a great musician, a great painter or a great philanthropist? It can also be in the form of someone whom you desire, the girl of your dreams, the girl who you have always wanted and yet have not been able to win her heart.
Second question:
What would you give for it? Would you give your soul for it? Would you make a pact with the devil to get it?
Saturday, November 18, 2006
I am sick
You know something was not right when you woke up in the middle of the night with a dry and sore throat. Your body, limbs and torso hurt like hell and you were breaking out in cold sweat. You felt hot and cold at the same time. One moment, you were perspiring like mad and then the next you shivered with cold and gotta cover yourself with a thick blanket.
And when the morning broke, you felt like dying. Although it felt a lot better after a shower, you still had a bad throat and it felt so prickly.
Throughout the meeting, you were coughing and sniffing all the time. Then your throat felt so dry and salty. In the air con room, you shivered and when you got out, you were feeling so hot and warm that you were perspiring all the time. Back in the air con room, you felt really cold again. Even the toilet felt like a freezer.
Your body started to heat up and now you feel the onset of a headache. And your body is aching all over. Dinner tasted like shitty cardboard and your throat is starting to hurt real bad.
Now I am wondering if I can still go Sentosa tomorrow...
And when the morning broke, you felt like dying. Although it felt a lot better after a shower, you still had a bad throat and it felt so prickly.
Throughout the meeting, you were coughing and sniffing all the time. Then your throat felt so dry and salty. In the air con room, you shivered and when you got out, you were feeling so hot and warm that you were perspiring all the time. Back in the air con room, you felt really cold again. Even the toilet felt like a freezer.
Your body started to heat up and now you feel the onset of a headache. And your body is aching all over. Dinner tasted like shitty cardboard and your throat is starting to hurt real bad.
Now I am wondering if I can still go Sentosa tomorrow...
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Where do I leave my Private Emotions tonight?
Every endless night has a dawning day Every darkest sky has a shining ray
And it shines on you, baby can't you see
You're the only one, who can shine for me
It's a private emotion that fills you tonight
And a silence falls between us
As the shadows steal the light
And where ever you may find it
Where ever it may lead
Let your private emotion come to me
When your soul is tired and your heart is weak
Do you think of love as a one way street
Well it runs both ways, open up your eyes
Can't you see me here, how can you deny
It's a private emotion that fills you tonight
And a silence falls between us
As the shadows steal the light
And where ever you may find it
Where ever it may lead
Let your private emotion come to me
Every endless night has a dawning day
Every darkest sky has a shining ray
It takes a lot to laugh as your tears go by
But you can find me here till your tears run dry
It's a private emotion that fills you tonight
And a silence falls between us
As the shadows steal the light
And where ever you may find it
Where ever it may lead
Let your private emotion come to me
Come to me
I just don't want to miss you tonight
Someone once told me that this is a very good breakup song, I wonder if this song applies to me at the moment as well.
2 interesting features about this song:
a) Title of the song is Iris and yet there is no mention of the name in the song
b) This song shares my name and yet I hate it and love it at the same time.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
2 interesting features about this song:
a) Title of the song is Iris and yet there is no mention of the name in the song
b) This song shares my name and yet I hate it and love it at the same time.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
My most embarrassed fall ever.
I went to the gym earlier. I already said I am serious and determined about getting of Big Martha, she had already overstayed her welcome and I cannot wait to rid her off.
Anyway, the first thing I did was to cycle non stop for 20 minutes.
Then I hit the running track, immediately after my cycle. When I said immediately, I meant hopped-from-the-bicycle-to-the-running-track kinda immediate. The 2 machines were just beside each other.
After the 20 minutes of running, my legs were rather wobbly. I was trying hard to steady myself on the still moving track.
But my legs were too tired and too jellylike to support me and Big Martha.
I stopped.
The track did not stop.
The inevitable happened.
It was slip, fell and got thrown off the track. Me, Big Martha and all.
Before going on about my adventures, I would like to remind you sick readers here who by now must be laughing at my mishap that it was late evening and the peak hour for working people to hit the gym after their work. There were like 20 or 30 people in the small gym. With the ceiling to floor mirrors, every one can see every one.
All activities in the room ceased.
I stood up and walked slowly to the toilet like it was the most natural thing to get thrown off the running track.
All pairs of eyes seem to follow me on my way to the toilet.
I went past a muscular man with the largest pair of biceps that I ever seen and he wanted to help me to the toilet. I waved him off with a laugh and said I was alright.
My butt was hurting like hell.
Sometimes I really wonder in self-amazement on my clumsiness.
Anyway, the first thing I did was to cycle non stop for 20 minutes.
Then I hit the running track, immediately after my cycle. When I said immediately, I meant hopped-from-the-bicycle-to-the-running-track kinda immediate. The 2 machines were just beside each other.
After the 20 minutes of running, my legs were rather wobbly. I was trying hard to steady myself on the still moving track.
But my legs were too tired and too jellylike to support me and Big Martha.
I stopped.
The track did not stop.
The inevitable happened.
It was slip, fell and got thrown off the track. Me, Big Martha and all.
Before going on about my adventures, I would like to remind you sick readers here who by now must be laughing at my mishap that it was late evening and the peak hour for working people to hit the gym after their work. There were like 20 or 30 people in the small gym. With the ceiling to floor mirrors, every one can see every one.
All activities in the room ceased.
I stood up and walked slowly to the toilet like it was the most natural thing to get thrown off the running track.
All pairs of eyes seem to follow me on my way to the toilet.
I went past a muscular man with the largest pair of biceps that I ever seen and he wanted to help me to the toilet. I waved him off with a laugh and said I was alright.
My butt was hurting like hell.
Sometimes I really wonder in self-amazement on my clumsiness.
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