sorry to those who roam into my blog only to see the same post which frankly i myself am quite sick of seeing. the only reason why i havent blogged for so long is because im lazy. its not that i have nothing to say.. oh yeah also because the computer in my room is down. ok fine.. its down because im lazy.. its still lying somewhere downstairs waiting for me to lug it up..reformat and re ininstall everything which is sucha bitch. my sloth is understandable. y do i wanna use the com in my room instead of the one im using downstairs? i guess its the feeling of my room that induces a sense of privacy, and aura of reflection and an ambience of meditative relaxation. there. more than anything, this paragraph is mainly me explaining myself to myself, something that i seem to have the habit of doing.
and i prayed for you yesterday. its been so long since i last did, but something tugged and the best i could do was open my heart and pray. God bless.
i realised from typing this blog that my typing skills have greatly improved.
what shall i write about. i watched moulin rouge today for the 87th time and it was still enjoyable. met up with pastor joyce last night and it was a pleasure to see her again, whether she would like to believe it or not. haha. i also thought about what i wanted to do... perhaps something along the lines of research psychologist/child psychologist/ psychologist/ occupational therapist/ personal therapist/ therapist/ diplomat. yes haha diplomat. suddenly kana one diplomat there. i think its kinda interesting actually. i never want to be a lawyer you hear me charmaine! better a diplomat or ambassador than a lawyer. but then ill probably be working under MFA which is the govt. which kinda sucks cuz i hate the public sector. and i still wanna fly for 2 years after university if nothing else crops up halfway.
oh and i cant wait to watch vcds at your place this wednesday.
i end this with a note. suen is broke, donation lines are opened.
had a wonderful time with the crew this sunday.. thanks alot guys. anyways raw beef slices make such nice appetisers. ooh... i like beef. and i pillioned on a bike for the first time!! it was so exciting and fun. makes you feel like wanting to learn to bike. but. i dont trust myself on smtg like a bike, i might die a premature death. serious. ill go and book my btt by this week and find private driving instructor.
there was a crazy woman at work yesterday..she suspected the fbi bugged her from some reason and kept asking them to shut the broadcast off. she almost took off her clothes in the pass office cuz she thot they were bugged.. my goodness. in her own words " i am a daughter of singapore and am a role model, shut off this broadcast and respect my privacy" it was so hard to gather facts from her cuz every now and then she would say "shh they are listening".. and she would go on with her routine speaking into some hidden camera on the wall or into a mike on a bosum. i was trying hard not to laugh in front of her. it was hilarious. we managed to get her on a cab to police headquarters cuz she desired to speak to higher authorities. freakin cute in a way when she thank us smiling to herself.
im a self declared pro in monopoly. with 1 railway, 2 similar properties i changed the whole course of the game to my advantage and won to my colleagues' despair of being manipulated. muhahaha. jedi. it was fun though, never expected to do this kinda thing at work. haha. police.
btw i was walked around in the transit area the other day, and i found it really unfair that ck underwear for women can go at 20 a piece and 50 for 3. they were quite nice mind u. the lowest priced briefs for men were 38. i bought boxers from raoul in the end. ill get ck when i start making more money.
pennyblack was amazing as usual. and boy did i dance. how does one stay still in an environment like that. but what i should have done was ask the 2 caucasian women to dance with me, since i already started flirting and smiling at them already way before that. my friend was like, hey they keep lookin at you, i was like yeah i know.. but how. haha. fun. next week would be a blast i tell you. dun miss it.
i have to think of where i want to eat lunch with my parents today.. anyways my parents' business is picking up again. im amazed at their abilities and resilence. my mom jez published a book for the first time and its selling well for starters.
i've got more new clothes. but too bad all the sizes ran out at lacoste. wanted a polo tee from there. i want a polo tee from everywhere. ralph, abercrombie, burberry's, topman, lacoste. well i got the topman one already. so its a step.
where is my episode 18 for the oc season 2. cant seem to find it but it says it has been downloaded. bleagh. its quite enjoyable to watch ryan and marissa. what goes on between them is.. how to say.. cosmic haha. sweet la.
im glad im happy today. hope u remembered how you wanted to come down all the way to tracom for my bday.
according to plato, at the beginning of creation, men and women were just one being, who was rather short, with a body and a neck, but his head had two faces, looking in different directions. It was as if two creatures had been glued back to back with 2 sets of sex organs, four legs and four arms.
the greek gods were jealous because this creature with four arms could work harder, with its two faces, it could always be vigilant and could not be taken by surprise, and its four legs meant that it could stand or walk for long periods at a time without tiring. even more dangerous was the fact that the creature had two different sets of sex organs so it needed no one else in order to continue reproducing.
so the supreme god zeus cut the creature in two with a lightning bolt to make mortals lost half thier strength. thus creating man and woman. This greatly increase the population of the world and at the same time weakening its inhabitants, because now they had to search their lost half and embrace it and, in that embrace gain back their former strength, their ability to avoid betrayal and the stamina to walk long periods of time and withstand hard work. That embrace where the two bodies re-fuse to be became one again is what we call sex.
lets go back to the train station or rather lets come back to this room, to the day we sat here together for the first time and you recognised that i existed and gave me a gift. that was your first attempt to enter my soul, and you weren't sure whether or not you were welcomed. but as in the story, humans were once divided and now seek the embrace that will reunite them. that is our instinct and also the reason for putting up with all the difficulties we meet in the search.
i want you to look at me. but i want you to take care i don't notice. initial desire is important because it is hidden, forbidden, not permitted. you don;t know whether you are lookin at your lost half or not; she doesn't know either.
Oh I wanna spend time till it ends I wanna fall in you again like we did, when we first met I wanna fall with you again
cleopatra used to scent her sails with perfume so mark antony knew she was coming. extravagant.
today, while we walking around the lake- the woman who was with me was a painter- with a life entirely different from mine- threw a pebble into the water. small circles appeared where the pebble fell, which grew and grew until they touched a duck that happened to be passing and which had nothing to do with the pebble. Instead of being afraid of that unexpected wave, he decided to play with it. Some hours before that scene, i went into a cafe, heard a voice, and it was as if God had thrown a pebble into that place. The waves of energy touched both me a woman sitting in a corner paint a potrait. She felt the vibrations of that pebble, and so did I. So what now? There is a name for that pebble: passion. It can be used to describe the beauty of an earth- shaking meeting between two people, but it isn't just that. It's there in the excitement of the unexpected, in the desire to do something with real fervour, in the certainty that one is going to realise a dream. Passion sends us signals that guide us through our lives, and its up to us to intepret those signs.
live music in the penny black rocks. had a blast last night with the guys. next friday again.. anyone interested?
a friend had suggested that the solution to my earlier problem abt the 3 girls is simply coined in the phrase: menage a trois. go figure. haha
i find the tshirt bra extremely sexy. maybe its cuz of the sexy model, well then, the advertisement must have succeeded. but then again wouldnt it be nice to wake up to someone in your business shirt and tshirt bra. unless of course you realised you arent in your house or your girlfriend's house. then we might have some difficulties unless your significant other is into menage a trois. haha it really is a nice word to say.. french is so beautiful. let me say that again.. menage a trois. you can almost punctuate that with a kiss.
i feel like disappearing. taking a short break to reflect and reaccess certain things. my life is losing its meaning. im being driven into and endless routine. i feel that i am rotting in more ways than one and i have to stop it soon. only thing, im too lazy to stop it. because ive gotta take leave for this kinda thing, because i gotta first gather enough strength to break out of this routine cycle ive grown so accustomed and comfortable with and go on a short sabbactical.
another french phrase ill like to say now is.. sentes le soleil. bon nuit. i just realised thats sorta like an oxymoron. but you get the idea.
