Hmmm...took this quiz recently....
I'm Passionate Kisser
For you, kissing is about all about following your urges. If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story. You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses. A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
What if.........
I try not to have too many ‘what if’ going through my head…
I’d rather do it, regret later than just wondering what if. Of course it is easier said than done. J
Sometimes I feel time passing by too fast, I panic.
Millions of thoughts pass through my mind. Surely this can’t be it? Is this the life I want to settle for? This is it???
Sometimes I feel out of place….like I’m not supposed to be here.
Sometimes I feel lonely….but why settle for less?
Sometimes I feel useless……..like I can do so much more.
Sometimes I feel sad…….worrying about everything and anything.
Sometimes I cry…….hoping to be understood.
Sometimes I feel like I just want to be alone……..for some peace and quiet.
Sometimes I just wanna scream……..can’t you see what is happening?
Sometimes I feel lost…………like I don’t know what to do with me.
Sometimes I just wanna disappear…….
Till then, I will survive and hope for the best. *fingers crossed*
I’d rather do it, regret later than just wondering what if. Of course it is easier said than done. J
Sometimes I feel time passing by too fast, I panic.
Millions of thoughts pass through my mind. Surely this can’t be it? Is this the life I want to settle for? This is it???
Sometimes I feel out of place….like I’m not supposed to be here.
Sometimes I feel lonely….but why settle for less?
Sometimes I feel useless……..like I can do so much more.
Sometimes I feel sad…….worrying about everything and anything.
Sometimes I cry…….hoping to be understood.
Sometimes I feel like I just want to be alone……..for some peace and quiet.
Sometimes I just wanna scream……..can’t you see what is happening?
Sometimes I feel lost…………like I don’t know what to do with me.
Sometimes I just wanna disappear…….
Till then, I will survive and hope for the best. *fingers crossed*
Caveman Theory
I wrote about this elsewhere a long time ago.
I believe it still exists till now especially since I’ve been experiencing it for some time.
There’s this guy friend of mine, J, whom I’ve known for maybe 5 or 6 years now. I was attracted to him since the first time we met but my problem (character, you may call it) is that I seldom show how I feel – facial expression or whatever else.
We went out several times on and off over the years and only years later I realized that there were times he MIGHT have attempted to flirt with me. I know, I am so sad right? *sigh* Believe me, I know…. L
Anyway, last year we met up again and well, this time it was a bit different. We kept in contact longer than before, spent time together and I found myself really enjoying myself whenever I am with him. And no, we didn’t do the ‘deed’ or ‘seal the deal’ or whatever you want to call it.
I don’t think I will ever…EVER forget our first kiss. *sigh*
We were hanging out watching tv (his place) and doing the usual small talk, joking and teasing around. We were supposed to book a trip together. Anyway, it’s a long story but let’s just fast forward to the juicy parts…. J
It was very late at night (early morning actually) and came to a point where we kept dozing off, waking up smiling at each other and dozing off again. Each time lying alittle closer but not touching or hugging.
I remember waking up and feeling him so close to me. I remember smiling and well very impatient yet too shy to do anything. Full of anticipation. High on excitement!
When we kissed the first time….ohmyyy…..it was really, really good. Soft, passionate….sooooo good! We just kissed for a really looong time.
It got alittle awkward after…..all we did was kisssssss…..but I remember going to my car and driving home. I had such a big smile that night and the next few days. I guess I was really happy.
But when I tried to bring it up…like….wanna talk about it? He replied that he lost control, etc…. such a reply was heart shattering. *half smile*
You see…..he has a girlfriend.
That wasn’t the one and only time we met at his place. But we haven’t slept together yet and I doubt we will.
Please don’t judge me and don’t get me wrong.
It isn’t something I am proud of….i don’t go after attached men. But he is different. Seriously.
There’s just something there I feel is sooo right….and worth exploring. I wish we could talk about it but I don’t know how to do that.
Sometimes I just wanna give up but………
Anyway, thing is, I guess men still want to do the chasing no matter how ‘modern’ we get. Giving in so easily or being so available makes it too easy I guess huh? They still want to pursue.
You see…it came to a point where I thought hey, I don’t wanna play games. ‘Let’s be upfront’ kind attitude. Maybe too intimidating or feel forced or pushed to a corner eh?
Simplifying things…that’s what I thought.
Guess not.
I believe it still exists till now especially since I’ve been experiencing it for some time.
There’s this guy friend of mine, J, whom I’ve known for maybe 5 or 6 years now. I was attracted to him since the first time we met but my problem (character, you may call it) is that I seldom show how I feel – facial expression or whatever else.
We went out several times on and off over the years and only years later I realized that there were times he MIGHT have attempted to flirt with me. I know, I am so sad right? *sigh* Believe me, I know…. L
Anyway, last year we met up again and well, this time it was a bit different. We kept in contact longer than before, spent time together and I found myself really enjoying myself whenever I am with him. And no, we didn’t do the ‘deed’ or ‘seal the deal’ or whatever you want to call it.
I don’t think I will ever…EVER forget our first kiss. *sigh*
We were hanging out watching tv (his place) and doing the usual small talk, joking and teasing around. We were supposed to book a trip together. Anyway, it’s a long story but let’s just fast forward to the juicy parts…. J
It was very late at night (early morning actually) and came to a point where we kept dozing off, waking up smiling at each other and dozing off again. Each time lying alittle closer but not touching or hugging.
I remember waking up and feeling him so close to me. I remember smiling and well very impatient yet too shy to do anything. Full of anticipation. High on excitement!
When we kissed the first time….ohmyyy…..it was really, really good. Soft, passionate….sooooo good! We just kissed for a really looong time.
It got alittle awkward after…..all we did was kisssssss…..but I remember going to my car and driving home. I had such a big smile that night and the next few days. I guess I was really happy.
But when I tried to bring it up…like….wanna talk about it? He replied that he lost control, etc…. such a reply was heart shattering. *half smile*
You see…..he has a girlfriend.
That wasn’t the one and only time we met at his place. But we haven’t slept together yet and I doubt we will.
Please don’t judge me and don’t get me wrong.
It isn’t something I am proud of….i don’t go after attached men. But he is different. Seriously.
There’s just something there I feel is sooo right….and worth exploring. I wish we could talk about it but I don’t know how to do that.
Sometimes I just wanna give up but………
Anyway, thing is, I guess men still want to do the chasing no matter how ‘modern’ we get. Giving in so easily or being so available makes it too easy I guess huh? They still want to pursue.
You see…it came to a point where I thought hey, I don’t wanna play games. ‘Let’s be upfront’ kind attitude. Maybe too intimidating or feel forced or pushed to a corner eh?
Simplifying things…that’s what I thought.
Guess not.
Apple pie me.....
You Are Apple Pie
You're the perfect combo of comforting and traditional.You prefer things the way you've always known them.You'll admit that you're old fashioned, and you don't see anything wrong with that.Your tastes and preferences are classic. And classic never goes out of style.Those who like you crave security.People can rely on you to be true to yourself - and true to them.You're loyal, trustworthy, and comfortable in your own skin.And because of these qualities, you've definitely earned a lot of respect.
You're the perfect combo of comforting and traditional.You prefer things the way you've always known them.You'll admit that you're old fashioned, and you don't see anything wrong with that.Your tastes and preferences are classic. And classic never goes out of style.Those who like you crave security.People can rely on you to be true to yourself - and true to them.You're loyal, trustworthy, and comfortable in your own skin.And because of these qualities, you've definitely earned a lot of respect.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Misplaced priorities
Been using the phrase 'misplaced priorities' various times in the recent months.
When there's drama anywhere and people tend to focus on the unimportant details....misplaced priorities.
When there's poverty and improvements urgently needed (education, infrastructure, global warming, pollution, crime, etc) and we send an astronut to the space. Millions spent and err what is he doing now for the people? I am not blaming him....i am just not seeing the need for that at the moment. How much was spent..i mean, actually spent?
Last night on StarNewsAsia, they showed the street protests in Indonesia....protesting some traditional dance...apparently, Malaysia is claiming it as our own? And what comes to mind is.....and what? Is this a life threatening situation for anyone now? Wasn't there flood over there recently? And aren't we expecting the haze to be blowing over here soon?
Misplaced priorities.....
I am not saying i have the answer on how to 'save the world'.....far from that. But surely there's bigger issues to deal with now?
When there's drama anywhere and people tend to focus on the unimportant details....misplaced priorities.
When there's poverty and improvements urgently needed (education, infrastructure, global warming, pollution, crime, etc) and we send an astronut to the space. Millions spent and err what is he doing now for the people? I am not blaming him....i am just not seeing the need for that at the moment. How much was spent..i mean, actually spent?
Last night on StarNewsAsia, they showed the street protests in Indonesia....protesting some traditional dance...apparently, Malaysia is claiming it as our own? And what comes to mind is.....and what? Is this a life threatening situation for anyone now? Wasn't there flood over there recently? And aren't we expecting the haze to be blowing over here soon?
Misplaced priorities.....
I am not saying i have the answer on how to 'save the world'.....far from that. But surely there's bigger issues to deal with now?
Work slut...me?
Ok...ok...so i've changed jobs a couple of times. Ok, fine...more than the usual couple of times within the last 2-3 years! Happy?
But to call me a work slut?
My previous client (i actually would not consider him a client because eventho yeah, i sold him a RM20K custom made kitchen, i didn't actually get any comission from it....damn!)....well, anyway....we've been in touch since (well, that must've been 2 jobs ago) and when he heard i moved again (yes, i just started a new job mid Nov 07 and let's not count the months yet ok?), he called me a work slut!
I have to admit that the kitchen job was like a desperate move.....i was jobless for like 3 months and getting bored out of my mind and the opportunity came and i took it.
Work 6 days a week....really ah? Err ok.
Work weekends...err damn but ok.
To be based in the mall....ok.
Half my previous salary...damn..ok.
Must achieve sales target per month....oh god *shiver*...but ok.
Involves loads of calculations, take own measurements of site.....calculate? oh man...ok.
Service industry so work on public holidays, etc..... *teary eyes*...ok
Learn 3D program for designing purposes.....finally...ok
Wear uniform......shit!!!!!!!!
Ok, so the uniform was a major turn off...it just made the 6-day week and work on holidays seem ok.
Uniforms are so overrated....it confines our creativity. Well, unless of course you are working in a restaurant or something where you need to be identified. Ok, so the main reason is that i do not wear shirts, man. The shirt material was bad and so unflattering. *bimbo mode*
So i managed to find an excuse and not wear the uniform for the 6 months i spent working there.
The moment i got an offer to do PR, i grabbed it! Quit within 24 hours and started the next day.
Well, let's fast forward and here i am in this current job.
If i'm a work slut, surely i will work for more money?
This decision to join journalism is something i had to think carefully about. I had so many doubts in my mind...what if i can't write or i don't do well here? My first few days was like a war in my mind...i was feeling discouraged and low. I realised that ONLY person against me is MYSELF!
So i am shutting my thoughts out and am still trying to find my path here. It's so different from my previous PR stint.
But to call me a work slut?
My previous client (i actually would not consider him a client because eventho yeah, i sold him a RM20K custom made kitchen, i didn't actually get any comission from it....damn!)....well, anyway....we've been in touch since (well, that must've been 2 jobs ago) and when he heard i moved again (yes, i just started a new job mid Nov 07 and let's not count the months yet ok?), he called me a work slut!
I have to admit that the kitchen job was like a desperate move.....i was jobless for like 3 months and getting bored out of my mind and the opportunity came and i took it.
Work 6 days a week....really ah? Err ok.
Work weekends...err damn but ok.
To be based in the mall....ok.
Half my previous salary...damn..ok.
Must achieve sales target per month....oh god *shiver*...but ok.
Involves loads of calculations, take own measurements of site.....calculate? oh man...ok.
Service industry so work on public holidays, etc..... *teary eyes*...ok
Learn 3D program for designing purposes.....finally...ok
Wear uniform......shit!!!!!!!!
Ok, so the uniform was a major turn off...it just made the 6-day week and work on holidays seem ok.
Uniforms are so overrated....it confines our creativity. Well, unless of course you are working in a restaurant or something where you need to be identified. Ok, so the main reason is that i do not wear shirts, man. The shirt material was bad and so unflattering. *bimbo mode*
So i managed to find an excuse and not wear the uniform for the 6 months i spent working there.
The moment i got an offer to do PR, i grabbed it! Quit within 24 hours and started the next day.
Well, let's fast forward and here i am in this current job.
If i'm a work slut, surely i will work for more money?
This decision to join journalism is something i had to think carefully about. I had so many doubts in my mind...what if i can't write or i don't do well here? My first few days was like a war in my mind...i was feeling discouraged and low. I realised that ONLY person against me is MYSELF!
So i am shutting my thoughts out and am still trying to find my path here. It's so different from my previous PR stint.
Am still adjusting here...but it is something i've been meaning to try so here i am.
*fingers crossed*
My first!
Finally!
I've been wanting to set up a 'decent' blog and being the procrastinator that i am....i am so glad i am finally..FINALLY.. here.
Figured i should let my first posting be a simple, short and sweet one! :)
I've been wanting to set up a 'decent' blog and being the procrastinator that i am....i am so glad i am finally..FINALLY.. here.
Figured i should let my first posting be a simple, short and sweet one! :)
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