Monday, June 22, 2009

before i begin..

these days i've been so private, i see a change actually.
my feelings have been supressed, its now at the bottom of heart.
and im like a walking zombie, just laughing at everything possible.
unhealthy? i pressume.
but life is too short for me to whine and cry over.
and what life has to offer can be out of your league but its just life.
offering everything the same shit, different day.
my piece of little advice.
do not trust completely.
that one hundred per cent trust needs to be only ninety per cent.
and if you ever felt that something funny is crawling up..
God is so great, he would smack the truth in your face.
be bold to conquer it because this life has more in store.
mmmmm, i like that corner.
probably i should be... doctor irene
i fed this advice.
mind over matter, brain over heart.
get over it.
focus pocus.
now irene, open your mouth.
yum!
aaaaaaaaaaaaa
it said, i miss you like crazy.
hmmm, okay please leave me.
what do you expect a numb girl to say?
before i end...
to those who read my blog, pretty often.
yearp, my girlies and of course those who needs an update in my life since it has been awhile.
i am fine, just probably turning side ways. hahahahhaa
its like a battlefield.
this love
alright, im happy already.
books, the new toy boy
(;
i believe in fairy tales.
romeo, take me.

Friday, June 12, 2009

when its heavy

you drop it and just walk pass, pretend its not yours.
but how do you say that heart is not yours?
cos then you are left with none.

at this point, there is just about enough on my head.
i cannot deal with more.

i miss.
i miss that smile.
i miss that look.
i miss.

who ah?
before i fall in love.....

hold that thought.

im going to hand in my assignment in no time.
for that, im happy.

and i thought it was party full up!
but now its all over the place..

i get jealous, easily.
like the J-o-meter is always scoring high.

let me save the best for last.
i completed both my major assignments on time, with no extensions though i was run over on sunday.

again, i save the best for last.
i love.

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

on a different note.

why do people use social networking sites for all the wrong reasons?

probably i can write more on this topic.
but it will only hurt.

and make me stronger all the more.

so you try to put me down.
but damn i fucking told you that every time you put me down, i only climb my leader of strength.

and i am better off.
i sang pink's 'please dont leave me' and the smile plastered on my face was so big.
and not a single tear filled my eye, not even one eye for that matter.

p.s. i smile over looking the market, there is definitely more to life than this.

fickle

there is just about a million other things running on my mind when there is only suppose to be one at the moment, my priority.

if life is unfair, im wrong.
and if everything happened for a reason, i still want to know why.

why do men leave me speechless?

i guess it comes with age.
and different problems at different stages.

dating a guy my age would mean, facing his family, and studies, and all that. [within my league]
dating a guy older than me would mean, facing difficulties that he is facing and beyond. [out of my league]

my question is straightforward.

WHY ARE MEN THE SAME, at the end of the day?

you try to distinguish him.
and then you categorize him as all others when it is time too.

fucking itchy cock, low life ma fucks.

and even venting my anger only makes me rage more.
but i guess life is such.

men are dumb.
in so many ways.
i cannot believe it.

Monday, June 01, 2009

june

i typed and backspaced twice.
joy.
probably there is a bag full of words i want not to say.

its june already.
two weeks and this semester is over.
i shan't mention what my opportunity cost would be.

anyway story time?
a very long, tiring, relaxing, late weekend.
long because it started mid wednesday and is still going on.
tiring because the weather has been the most irritating thing i ever had to face on mother earth.
relaxing because assignments wasnt the first in line and the hot stone massage was wala.
late because every night was home 2 to 3 and up 9 to 10.

next story. that seemed pretty boring.
i am hungry!
need to find food.

p.s. i crave for a lot.