Da da dum

The title of this post tells the song that's playing here in this restaurant right now. I don't exactly know what song it is but I hear 'da da dum', so there.

I know it's been a while since my last post.

How's everyone doing?

I hope you guys are fine and dandy, as I am. I'm really enjoying my life right now.
Classes started on Tuesday and I dreaded going back to uni because I had some kind of holiday.
Awesome is the word to describe it.
Unforgettable.

I laughed, drank and cried a little too much. And this is life. ;)

Loving life right now and I don't want anything to be different right now. (okay maybe new cash in my wallet pretty please!) haha.

Free beer awaits now. Got to go!

Have a nice weekend people!
xoxo

Library in my head.

Picture source

"Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you'll live forever in your own private library."

- Haruki Murakami

If there really is a library in my head, I believe some of the pages in certain books will be wrinkled from dried tears, dog eared or possibly torn by an over excited reader.
But however damaged they may be, I will always, always keep them in this library of mine.
No matter how much hurt that certain book brings me, they deserve to stay here in this library in my head.
Forever and more.

If it matters at all...

I'm on yet another hiatus right now.
Though I was on an unannounced one before this.
In quite a rut now. The photo above just shows how tired and battered I am right now. emotionally and physically.

Went through hell and back the last weekend.
So much happened and so many things were thrown at me that I can vaguely remember what happened.
I have so much on my mind that I wanna tell but I don't know where to start.
Let's just say...I learnt a lot . and I'm thankful for all the friends I have that cares for me.

Thank you, lovers and haters.
I'm a stronger person because of you.
Thank you.

p/s: I'm Twittering! Follow me here. :)

What comes around, goes around.

When you cry over something that broke your heart today.
Please remember that you have once caused tears rolling down the cheek of another person, too.
The same kind of heartbreak. The same way it did for you.

and the evil cycle, just goes on and on and on....

Home.

It's time to go home!
No plans so far for the month of July.
Probably live on my 30 gigs worth of entertainment from my hard disk. FML.

It's just so hard to bid goodbye to KL now!
I had so much fun.
But i'll be back soon! before you even know it. ;)

Big ass picture of me so you don't forget about me!

p/s: JB friends/girlies, gimme a call when you're in JB! and we shall meet up. :)

not sleepy in a sleepy town

Blogged this when I was bored in JB.

It's 2.43am and i'm not sleepy. yet.

It feels weird because i hear nothing but the taps of my finger on the keyboard and the sound of the fan spinning above me. and oh, the phone just beeped.

I can at least hear some souped up cars doing the Tokyo Drift at this hour back in KL. and some occasional 'skid and bang' sound.

It kinda weird. This town.

How do they manage to sleep the night away when the lights are at its most beautiful at this time.

They just light up the city. some twinkle. some really glaring to the eye. and some just sits in one corner and sulk. but to me they're all oh so beautiful.

I love cruising around in the car at night. you'd probably find me smiling to myself. and each time, I wanna ask for more, but I don't dare.

Coz I just wanna lay down in the middle of the road. watch the stars and city lights blend in together. That'd make a perfect picture.

But too bad. I can't have the best of both worlds. If I have pretty city street lights, chances are, there wouldn't be stars in the picture.

I realise this fact and I stay quiet in the car. Trying to feel contented with what I have at that moment.

The lights. The silence in the night that is somehow misplaced in the city of blinding lights.

Here, back at home. Everything feels right. The dark street. the silence. oh, and the crickets.

What happened?

Life happened.
Things happened.
Time happened.

Is it the rapid chain of changes in time?
Is it the stars?
Is it the change in my scent?
Is it the different alarm tone that I use now?
Is it because I prefer to sleep in foetal position now?

Is it time?
Is it you?
Is it me?

Why do I not feel.

Anything. Anymore.

Just can't get enough of you.

I was in Lot 10 today and I think I wet myself I squealed in delight and my knees went weak and the butterflies in my stomach were knocking themselves out and and and...I just went a little crazy when I saw him.

Justin Timberlake for William Rast.

I wanted to take more pictures with him. But the person taking photographs for me seemed a bit too shy to do it for me. I was so unwilling to leave him. If only my nails are long enough to claw and hold onto him on the 2D canvas board, I would.

But this is as near as I can get to him. =(

IMHO

After you kill a cat, it strips you off all your rights (right down to your bones) to condemn another cat killer. Even if his method of killing is ten times worse than yours.

No?