ThE EnDlesS ChaSe oF LifE

Some times its really tiring, you come to a point in your life where in. Your quite content in life, then still there something missing and then it comes, a certain feeling that is quite familiar but every time you feel it; theres always something new about it a new twist well there you go and fall for it you fall inlove you cherrish, you try to hold on exert your every effort for it but still its so fragile that one wrong move it can just break in a split second, you try to pick up and mend it but sometimes it will just give in by it self, and then as you go through the cycle you lose it just like that! and then complete emptiness, how do you cope with something you'v gotten so used to and the all of a sudden you just lose it not knowing where to look, and where to go your just lost

if youv gone thru the same thing over and over again will you still want to get back in the cycle?
the same sick pattern
same familiar feelings

......Sometimes it makes me think...............

There are some fish that can't be caught. It's not that they're bigger or faster then the other fish, they're just touched by something extra.

ThE MaYoNaiSE JAr AnD CofFEE

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours a day
is not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of
him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty
mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the
students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the
golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They
agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of
course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar
was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and
poured the entire content into the jar, effectively filling the empty space
between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to
recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the
important things - your God, religion/faith, family, your children, your
health, your friends, and your favourites passions - things that if
everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be
full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your
house, and your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room
for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all
your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the
things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are
critical to your happiness. Take care of the golf balls first, the things
that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee
represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show
you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a
couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

Words to Ponder isnt it!

ThErEs nO plaCe liKE hOmE!

Finally after 4 months im gonna see my family again, go home to moms cooking, sleep on my own bed, and get to see old friends! ( i just hope that I wouldnt run into him)"totaly would ruin my vacation"yha im still fu*#%*^k pissed with him"jerk".

Anyways back to my happy mode, im going home, im going home!
I cant wait to get out of this place even just for a while, if not im just about to snap!
the place is not that bad but its not that great either "for me anyways"! i like singapore better thou
ha! so many thing so much to do, so little time!

*By the way thanks for the comment from my last posting at least im not alone




Need to go shopping!
Shopping, Shopping. HHHmmmmmmmmmmmmm

"if IT doesn't KILL you, IT only MAKES you STRONGER"

"men/women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most of them don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy....... So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right person to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree."

sCREw aLl tHOSe wHo dOESN't hAVe tIMe aNYMORe, i'm tIREd OF wAITINg fOr tHEm to BE aROUNd. tHAT's aLl tHAt i'Ve bEEn dOINg.... IT mAKEs me pONDEr tHEn IF tHERE's sOMETHINg wRONg. dEFINITELy nOt in MY pARt fOr i'Ve aLREADy eXERTEd so mUCh eFFORt. I'M eXHAUSTEd fROm rEACHINg oUt.....

PaiN KillErS

While I was having a break down my dear friend read me this:

"have you ever been in love? horrible, isn't it? it make you vulnerable. it opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. you build up all these defenses. you build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...you give them a piece of you. they don't ask for it. they do something dumb one day like kiss you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. love takes hostages. it gets inside you. it eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into our heart. it hurts. not just in the imagination. not just in the mind. it's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. nothing should be able to do that. especially not love"

- rose walker; the kindly ones***

It really went straight to the heart with matching background music, whooo Ive never been as emotional like this for a long time, i dont really like it! its tiring its physically, emotionally, spritually tiring, and yes i blurted it out, the one thing all broken hearted people say when their at lost with words! "I wanna die" or did i say "I wanna fu*^#&k die!" my God I did'nt know i could be like this, I know im a strong woman! hell would parctically spit me out im really bitchy! but I guess no body is safe when it comes to this thing (LOVE), Breaking down last night was good, the booze and good friends beside you really helped ( specialy if your bound to doing something stupid when your drunk) Kay didnt sleep at all she was worried i might rool out of my bed and jump out of the window! thanks a lot Kay! Whoooooooh, If i could only find a huge pill of pain killers i would chew it all up! Im slowly becoming the one person i dont wanna be "A bitter Bitch" I guess I cant help it!

A Letter to a Dear friend (Cheers!)

To ponder with my friends comment! from my last posting
I have come across this letter:

Dear Alcohol,
First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holidays, hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:

1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?

2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a kebab, a butter chicken curry along with a sausage with cheese, onion and mustard (washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few sweet chilli and sour cream red rock chips)? I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.

3. Clumsiness: Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It\'s completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.

4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin)prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.

Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets.

In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.

Thank you,

Your biggest fan


P.S.

THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Innovative
2. Preliminary
3. Proliferation
4. Cinnamon

THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Specificity
2. British Constitution
3. Passive-aggressive disorder

THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.
2. Nope, no more beer for me.
3. Sorry, but you're not really my type.
4. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing

Im getting Drunk!

If I was Rich Girl! Lalalalalalalala.....Lalala!

Same song over and over now playing in my head coz its the same song always playing in my housemates car whenever we all go to work in the morning!

Well its ok any way with matching dance moves from kay! hehehe

Yes Finally just One more week to go, Im going Home! Home Home Im going to see my family soon! Im going to see my friends! Hmmmmmm HMMMMM

Any ways Im so full today, Kay and I had a power lunch we beff tepanyaki while eyeing two guys opposite our table one look at Kay and she already Knew waht I was going to ask her,

-do you think their gay?
Kay: Think so!
-Yha and who do think is the Bitch!
Kay: Gave me a funny look
-I meant who is the the girlygurl!
Any ways while enjoying my vegetable misono i gave out a sigh..... hmmmm Sayang (What a waste)
Im getting addicted with this game! (Whooo look at them Go!)

The adventures of It and At

Mga Negneg fresh from Thailand Chilling out at Bukit Bintang (KL)



Sawadika Chilling Out "Thai style"



The View from my window I wake up every day with

hmmmmm.hmmmmmm

Distance love is never easy, especially when we are living far apart. However each mile that separates 2 person who truly care, can be joined with strong love we got. The loneliness we feel when we are far apart, can sometimes easily defeat the love. This happens especially when we miss someone who u want to share ur life with, and when they are not able to be by your side.Have faith in each other, and believe that i do feel the same as you. When you are far apart, you will easily doubted whether our love is true. Have faith in each other, and stand firm with your trust. Though sometimes it might be tough, for the sake of long lasting relations, this is a must. Think of one another's emotional needs, for you i always care. Make full use of the time when we are together, open up our heart and share.Respect that sometimes each of us need some space, but it does not mean that i dun want you to be around. We all need some privacy on our own, never say we no longer need the love we used to share. Do not let the seeds of jealousy, grow deep in our heart. If we let this happened, our relationship will surely be doomed to fall apart.Be honest to how we feel, and never lead the other one on. It is unfair and irresponsible to play around with other's feelings, and turn around one day and walk away. Never give up for your love, and hold on to what you feel from deep within. For love that is sincere and strong, will be held together, no matter how far you are apart..............

Lost in Translation

I just saw my friends blog and lately she was so down, i wish I could cheer her up myabe if I could share one of my theories again with her that would take her mind of some problems (remember the piercing in the nose) any ways Im glad i have a friend like her, now i know i can beat her with one card game, "Bullshit" hehe lets play again!

O me! O life!
O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring.Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish.Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew'd.Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me, Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,The question, O me! so sad, recurring -- What good amid these, O me, O life?Answer That you are here--that life exists and identity,That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
-WALT WHITMAN-1819-1892

Chocolateria

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