At the end of the day I’d just love to hear your voice and share with you my day, even just for a few mins. I might not be able to experience the stress you have faced in school (ever) but I don’t think that you would be so filled to the brim that I can’t even be entitled for a few minutes of your time?
You would probably not realise the big deal over all these, because you will never be able to understand the disappointment and hurt I had been going through these times, when I have been anticipating the time to finally get to call you on the phone hoping to receive some comfort and affection from the one you dear so long but had gotten a cold reply in exchange.

It feels so bad to know that I am actually dispensable.

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties?
Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest.

War was only a board game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine.
The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?

And we couldn’t wait to grow up?”

-Author Anonymous

This poem consists of such concrete life experiences of what most of us (some albeit all of the listed occurences) would have underwent in certain locations of our pathway. I love how the author reflected the defiant inkling of human beings with a slight while not forgetting to infuse the memories of our childhood footprints.

I have so many pics that are taken recently but just plainly no sense of urge to shift them from my cam to my com but instead stole these visuals from my friends conveniently when they did put it up to share. Im so sorry lovelies but I atone for it tonight k. Check Dropsend/facebook aft tonight.

Meanwhile, presenting the breathtaking us on a Zeeee (Zouk, farewell Z and ZzzZzZ) Night out.

And Personal Shots…

Pure Vanilla Ice Blended

Vanilla Latte

Caramel Latte

Iced Mocha

So long Z! We’ll start missing you all over again till the next time you’re back. haha.

What really is coming between my possible free time for meetups with all my loved ones are the school works that are relentlessly giving me tormenting headaches. I have to start getting my brain working on the 5000 words essay + the upcoming exam which falls 5 days shortly after the assignment submission day! My head starts spinning at the thought of all these. Yucks.

It has to be possible! GAWD!

Other than that, the spread of holidays off work were shared amongst school work, more with the family, and slightly left for the bf.

And oh! I said no resolution for this year, but I have one more though! It’s a secret I’ll never tell but I hope I keep my faith to this vow.

 And one last one! I’m working hard to spend more summer days with bun.

Then this tails along the majorly significant day (which I would pay more attention to) when us mankind (including animals, plants and whatever living basically) would shift their timezone to a whole fresh stretch of stories that we are about to decide, direct and narrate. While the Christmas day triggers my recollection of the past records I have partaken, New Year usually allows me to fabricate wildly how the entire piping hot year would turn out to be.

So much for the emotional brainwork of mine.

Christmas eve was spent really plainly with the family and my bf having a spread of warm food homely prepared. Like all years (though I could never bring myself to recall what Xmas gifts I had gotten Bun for the past years, and I stubbornly insist I did), I prepared a lil sth for him which I knew he would be damn glad for sure but made sure he could only get his hands on it seconds after the clock strikes. God, this had got to be the 4th attempt we had in spending Xmas together.

Currently, I can’t be entirely loosened up and immerse in the uplift atmosphere of the upcoming season due to school work constraints. The additional mood spoiler would be the holidays (no complimentary half days off on the festive eves) that the office comrades are not entitled for this year.  

I just miss my friends so much now.

School work, love life, family, catching up with the wonderful people in my life, and mainly a distressing  job is cooping up my daily functions now.

I recently just turned 21, of which I had to grudgingly change my statements of reponse to people who ask about my age. I am pretty much appeased with my life right now, especially with lots of amazing people that choke up my time with.
Freshly, I feel greater fit and responsibilities with my family and I hope they stay as good-conditioned as possible (sounds like I’m talking about an article). 

I feel like whipping up something delicious, but I haven’t got the time.

The local temperature is tuning lower, but I persistently insist that I sleep with the newly installed air-conditioner switched on, so I am protected with two sheets of blanket daily.

I just wish I have a clear image where I’m heading to right now in life, and in the pathway of love.

My menses is being obedient this month.

I should stop being philosophic.

I’m loving this song heaps!

Put Your Arms Around Me

“That original feeling never went away
That’s why I’m standing here today.
Whoa Whoa
So many up and downs
And nothing has changed
That’s why you know I’m here to stay.
Whoa Whoa

So put your arms around me
And then stay there forever
Let it always be this way
You and me together

So put you arms around me
And I’ll never let go
I know they’re easy words to say
But I mean it more then ever

Yours is the kind of love
makes nothing else feel good enough
And I’m never gonna give you up, Oh no, Oh no.

That original feeling never went away
That’s why I’m standing here today.
Whoa Whoa
(Ain’t nobody gonna take your place
Only you made me feel this way)

So many up and downs
And nothing has changed
That’s why you know I’m here to stay
Whoa Whoa
Ain’t nobody gonna replace
Only you make me feel this saved

So put your arms around me
And then stay there forever
Let it always be this way

You and me together

So put you arms around me
And I’ll never let go
I know they’re easy words to say
But I mean it more then ever

Yours is the kind of love
makes nothing else feel good enough
And I’m never gonna give you up (Oh no, oh no)
[Repeat 2x]

It can’t explain what’s the glue that holds us in.
Whoa Whoa
I can’t refrain if I had a chance to do it over again.
Whoa Whoa

So put your arms around me
And then stay there forever
Let it always be this way
You and me together
So put you arms around me
And I’ll never let go
I know they’re easy words to say
But I mean it more than ever
[Repeat 2x]

Yours is the kind of love
makes nothing else feel good enough
And I’m never gonna give you up (Oh no, oh no)
[Repeat 2x]

[Outro]
Yours is the kind of love
makes nothing else feel good enough
And I’m never gonna give you up (Oh no, oh no, no no no)”

I thank those who acclaimed that I look lovely in them.
Will this paradox lead to a norm that I adore?
We shall see.

P.S. I seriously doubt so.

“With you, this possibility is made so conceivable on its own naturally, that I sometimes wish we could position ourselves into more appropriate situations so it can be realized.

All I have are simple words that are so deeply felt and unpretentious at all.
THANK YOU.
Thank you for having faith on this path that we’re walking on and never for once thought of abandoning it.

You wouldn’t need to hear me say the 3 mushy words now, because you should feel how it is silently exchanged. “

Anyway,
He is so intensely sweet on the 9th that I felt like the happiest girl I can ever be. No joke! Updates with pics soon