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whatever la...
really.

of undergarments..

Someone on my msn list had this listed as her private msg.

"A good man is like a wonderbra."

That got me thinking, what kind of undergarment would I be?
By my own estimation, I should be either a trainer or one of those full cup flesh coloured ones.

Nothing fancy, gets the job done, comfortable, anonymous.. ;)

Yeap... that'd be the kind that I would be.

Love

Much is said about this often discussed, debated, and/or written about subject. There’s been countless thesis, dissertations written about how it may or may not come about.

Today I’ll talk about the chemistry variant. How all that we feel is just a series of chemical reactions in our heads when thrust into any situation. It’s all just a matter of chemistry and possibilities and conditioning. Beauty is subjective and differs from culture to culture. That can be attributed to conditioning.

Isn’t it frightening to think that all that we are, who we are and how we relate to the things around us is based purely on something not very well understood and seemingly a little chance-y.

That without such a thing called love and to a greater extent emotions, we become mere automatons and that would actually just kill us off as a species. We’d not love, we’d not nurture and definitely have no urge/need to sacrifice ourselves for the sake of another being.

We’d become less than what we are. And sometimes it scares me to see us as a race go down that road. You get a lot of scare-mongering e-mails about how dangerous everything is. Eventually we’ll just close off the world and focus on ourselves to the extreme extent that we actually just no longer interact with the outside world. Certainly the internet helps that.

I don’t know what I am trying to say here.

Just that I never want to be a soulless automaton living without hopes, fears, expectations or dreams.

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New client

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I’m now testing the Windows Live Writer.

So far so good.. I detest logging into post. I like my clients. So far I use Semagic which is primarily for Livejournal but can be used for others as well. I’ve tried a few other client which were quite frankly a little annoying to use to the point that I’ve stopped trying new ones.

This one comes with a spell checker not that I’m too fussed about that.

All in all, quite usable.

gone baby gone

gone

A preference..

I have always stated that I like my dealings to be either black or white.
But given the nature of my business and on a personal level, I seem to gravitate towards the grey. Subconscious or rebelling against the id?

I don't know.

Goblok

random

If someone calls you and doesn't say anything..
think nothing of it.

It could just be a psycho calling you to hear how you sound like.

*end of public announcement*

Would Ben be happy? =)

Originally, this account was started so that I could comment on people's journal with my name on it.
Then Ben co-opted it to show my the error of my ways by replicating my livejournal postings here. He soon got tired of it since he doesn't post that often himself. Lol.

Now I've gotten back to posting here just to spread it out a bit. Don't ask me why..

'aje la..'

I miss Ben sometimes.. He's very busy these days.. =) So I leave him space. He's done the whole RoM thing with Stella already so congrats to them.

Wonder when the whole pitter patter thing will happen with them.. ahahaha. We shall see... =)

Keeping it together

Tomorrow is a public holiday for most.

For me, it’s just another workday.

Over the weekend, I’ve had a fair bit of food. But at the same time, also a fair bit of instant noodles.

mmm... instant noodles.... It’s like a pre-req for all overseas asian students to have in their room/apartment a box of instant noodles ready to go. We can’t live without it. It’s quick, relatively palatable and most importantly, CHEAP! Yes most of us poor students live on rather tight budgets and when some months are harder to get by, we just eat instant noodles and stay home. And it isn’t always all that bad. You can work your creative juices and try to come up with different variants by adding extras or cooking it an entirely different way. I know how to make maggi goreng which would rock anyone’s world. so there.

Yeap.. those were the days.

Hitch

Quote

"You know what it's like getting up every morning? Feeling hopeless, feeling like the love of your life is waking up with the wrong man. But, at the same time hoping that she still finds happiness, even if it's never going to be with you. "

A tale of the monkey and the ox

it didn't happen.

alp!

On the 1st of January 2009, I had lunch with a friend of mine at PappaRich which is one of those kopitiam places. So there we were chatting and eating our lunch when we heard a short ’ahh’

A snatch thief had just made away with a lady’s bag. We were in no position to do anything. I don’t know why but I wasn’t very fussed about it. The staff were rushing out I’m guessing to try and nab the said thieves. I think I even cracked a joke about it and my friend just stared at me.

"Is it very funny?"

I didn’t find it funny but I don’t know why I didn’t feel any degree of empathy for her. Maybe there is something wrong with me.. or maybe just so used to hearing about these things that it’s a common place affair and while we rail against the system that has failed us so, we don’t do anything except talk about it because it hasn’t yet affected us.

My friend did comment.

"What a way to start the year."

inserted a lot of poor things in there.

hmm..

Happy new year. Could be worse. ;)

test of willpower..

fail.

Only managing to resist.. barely..

Why do I test myself this way?

stupid.

baaddd..

So I was at a friend's wedding 2 weekends ago.
It was a small intimate affair.
Friends/associates mainly. There were very very few people above the age of 35 I believe.

But.. I have a few grouses.
Food is bad/not fresh. Did I mention that it was bad?

Then the MC. Having a disclaimer before you start stating how lame/lousy it's gonna be doesn't make it any better.

Seriously.

But other than that, it was nice seeing people again.

But it was bad. The location and the food. Oh and the power cut out for a short while.
The saving grace, the guys made the effort to choreograph a sing and dance routine.
6 of them though someone probably forgot to tell them how large the stage would actually be.

Uptown girl was the song.
=)

that's it?

happy thoughts

When happiness is not certain, would mum be the word?

10 year wait

This isn't exactly a new occurence but those who date for 10 years and above before marrying,
they depress me.
Maybe because it makes me wonder about me and my approach to relationships or perhaps just a thought

"shit, some people are so lucky."

what should it be?
obviously none of it my fault so

"SHIT THEY ARE SO LUCKY"

yea. sounds about right..

been watching too much tv..

so unlike me at all but this is a holiday and generally I don't waste it but I've been feeling lazy given the length of time that I have to myself.

so. .
yay for me

how different life has become
10 years ago, we're discussing which Uni to go to, which girl/guy broke our heart
5 years ago, the shit jobs that we're in..
last week, so when are you getting married? did you hear so and so are getting married?

how quickly time passes.. and how different things are now.

we grew up.

Moment of clarity..

I realised..
that somethings are just not meant to be..
strive as we might,
try as we will,

it just will not happen

To further muddy the water,

I will be updating all of my blogs at random.. including those that no one knows off... mwahahaha
but then again..
who's paying attention? ;)

This is a case of the falling tree in the forest.
If no one heard it, did it really happen?
was it an even or was it merely imagined?

It's the 9th of August today..
this is the month for mending broken bridges..
it's funny when I use that since I last saw a musical called 'broken bridges' some 2 years ago to the month.

how's that for timing..

Cliches of feelings so unrequited.

When I first saw you,
I didn't think too much of it
As the weeks passed,
you had to be friendly, engaging, funny
Unknowingly little by little I fell under your spell
Even jokingly telling a friend
that heaven was by my side
Little did I know
how true that is now


A misunderstanding drove u away,
A misunderstanding brought you back,
does 2 wrongs make a right?
I don't know but it feels right,


When you told me you did not want me to misunderstand
I railed at the fates for letting me meet you
Better to have remained in the dark
then to have an ache in my heart
You being so close yet so far
the cliches abound more and more


As I gazed into your eyes,
I felt time standing still
your bewitching gaze, your soulful eyes
dazzling smile, michevious glint,
I felt myself being drawn in
and be lost forever


Fearful I broke the gaze,
Afraid that I will never break free
of the feelings that formed a haze
the depth of which fits to a tee


The one whom I may never have
For you are in love with another
And so I must be thankful
That I can be near and useful


There is a song that bemoans
of the love that was still-born
The one I love is not my lover they sing
that song reminds me of my being
and fills me with a sense of longing
of what might be so fulfilling


to quote from one other,
I say this without hope or intent or any other
but you are the perfect one for me
shared interest,your warm nature,
would I find another
I do not know any better


When would it be my time
when the bells will chime
And i find my heaven for eternal to keep