So little time
Its been a long time.
I am so tired.
So much to do, so little time.
Mooting bundle to be done.
Tort assignment articles to be read.
Opinion writing presentation to prepare for.
Cases to be summarised for class.
Tort and Land Essays due next week.
Sale of Goods chapters to be read up.
World of Coffee and World of Tea training to attend.
Modelling pictures to be printed for portfolio.
Birthday Presents to shop for.
Black court shoes to be bought.
Friends to catch up with.
Car to be washed.
Tuition scheduale to be fixed.
Job interview to prepare for next week.
Register HOTLINK account.
Get roadtax done.
Check Ralph's car tinted windows.
Organise party and find a venue.
Oh yes, Dont forget to eat lunch again!!
Im so tired...
Just wish there was one more day in a week.
I want to run into your arms, and sleep there, and wake up fresh.
Oh baby, thanks for being here for me, even when I dont make much time for anything other than myself. I love you so much.
Im so blessed to have you in my life.
Happy Anniversary love!!
muacksies.
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Saturday, November 04, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
The emotional hang over
The emotional hang over
Friday night:
Good Show.
Hard Drinks.
Instant Headache....
To many things on my mind.
I keep thinking of how much you love me,
and its just killing me.
I dont think you go all out for me as you used to.
Is it because of change?
Have I changed?
I still send you emails, write you letters, send you smiles, hugs and kisses.
I sms you every other time I can.
I write about you, for you all the time.
I still buy roses everyday to put in that vase you got me, eventhough Im broke.
I argue with you, because I miss you and I love you.
Have you forgotten how much I love you?
Did I do something to make you turn away?
Why cant I see the guy I used to know?
Was it that you did too much for me?
That it hurt your household and lost yourself?
Maybe I just dont deserve your love...
But I miss you and I love you
and I am still here waiting for you to run back into my arms.
Saturday morning:
Hang Over.
Friday night:
Good Show.
Hard Drinks.
Instant Headache....
To many things on my mind.
I keep thinking of how much you love me,
and its just killing me.
I dont think you go all out for me as you used to.
Is it because of change?
Have I changed?
I still send you emails, write you letters, send you smiles, hugs and kisses.
I sms you every other time I can.
I write about you, for you all the time.
I still buy roses everyday to put in that vase you got me, eventhough Im broke.
I argue with you, because I miss you and I love you.
Have you forgotten how much I love you?
Did I do something to make you turn away?
Why cant I see the guy I used to know?
Was it that you did too much for me?
That it hurt your household and lost yourself?
Maybe I just dont deserve your love...
But I miss you and I love you
and I am still here waiting for you to run back into my arms.
Saturday morning:
Hang Over.
Friday, August 18, 2006
Happiness as a word
Happiness as a word
Yes, the purple cat went silent for a while now. She has been laying low, and was little down, but she is much better now.
I am now working at Coffee Bean Sri Hartamas as a barister, and work has been good. I really enjoy the company of my team members, and random regular customer chats which only last for about 3-5 minutes, but nonetheless, its nice. Guess, Its just in my nature. I love socialising. I love working with people. The Food and Beverage line (FNB) is a very interesting line to work in especially since I am studying nothing closely related to it, law. However, with a few customer complaints and office politics that did occur, I realised that the field I am in, law, could perhaps be used in the FNB line,for the better benefit of the company. Maybe in the future, I would consider owning an outlet of my own, as well as taking care of the legal aspects involved in it. It be fun, since I really enjoy my job.
Anyways, I thought I'd blog you'll a question posted by one of our regular customers today, which was, what is the meaning of the word happiness?
It seems like a rather easy word to not know the exact meaning. However, although there is a dictionary meaning to the word, I believe that happiness is a perspective and that it would differ from one person to the other. It was nice hearing my team members say what happiness meant to them. For some strange reason, sharing opinions of this word really made us all feel the word.
So here I am posting this question to youll. Share with us, what happiness means to you?
and ill tell you mine, in the next post...
till then..
Yes, the purple cat went silent for a while now. She has been laying low, and was little down, but she is much better now.
I am now working at Coffee Bean Sri Hartamas as a barister, and work has been good. I really enjoy the company of my team members, and random regular customer chats which only last for about 3-5 minutes, but nonetheless, its nice. Guess, Its just in my nature. I love socialising. I love working with people. The Food and Beverage line (FNB) is a very interesting line to work in especially since I am studying nothing closely related to it, law. However, with a few customer complaints and office politics that did occur, I realised that the field I am in, law, could perhaps be used in the FNB line,for the better benefit of the company. Maybe in the future, I would consider owning an outlet of my own, as well as taking care of the legal aspects involved in it. It be fun, since I really enjoy my job.
Anyways, I thought I'd blog you'll a question posted by one of our regular customers today, which was, what is the meaning of the word happiness?
It seems like a rather easy word to not know the exact meaning. However, although there is a dictionary meaning to the word, I believe that happiness is a perspective and that it would differ from one person to the other. It was nice hearing my team members say what happiness meant to them. For some strange reason, sharing opinions of this word really made us all feel the word.
So here I am posting this question to youll. Share with us, what happiness means to you?
and ill tell you mine, in the next post...
till then..
Saturday, July 29, 2006
The truth hurts
The truth hurts
To you who wanted to hear me say this
I have changed for the worse.
I cant do anything right anymore.
Im paranoid.
Im insecure.
Im useless and worthless.
Im selfish.
Im horrible.
Im impatient.
I like to be in control.
I cant say anything without hurting others.
I bitch about you behind your back.
I hate my life at the moment.
Dont try and save me, cause Ive drowned.
I have changed for the worse,
and I just cant do anything about it....
It hurts to know I really am so bad.
Have you ever thought that it might have been you instead of me.
Ive said it!
Im weak, and I will not fight.
Im human too, and there is only so much critics I can take, and then I explode...
To you who wanted to hear me say this
I have changed for the worse.
I cant do anything right anymore.
Im paranoid.
Im insecure.
Im useless and worthless.
Im selfish.
Im horrible.
Im impatient.
I like to be in control.
I cant say anything without hurting others.
I bitch about you behind your back.
I hate my life at the moment.
Dont try and save me, cause Ive drowned.
I have changed for the worse,
and I just cant do anything about it....
It hurts to know I really am so bad.
Have you ever thought that it might have been you instead of me.
Ive said it!
Im weak, and I will not fight.
Im human too, and there is only so much critics I can take, and then I explode...
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Risk
Risk
My life is in your hands
Whatever you do, I trust you
So take me with you
and do not worry, for with you I will be safe
Take me to the moon and back
Lets float away from gravity
Take me to the deep end of the ocean
Lets dive to the lowest point
For once, take it,
Just take the risk,
take me,
and I will come...
My life is in your hands
Whatever you do, I trust you
So take me with you
and do not worry, for with you I will be safe
Take me to the moon and back
Lets float away from gravity
Take me to the deep end of the ocean
Lets dive to the lowest point
For once, take it,
Just take the risk,
take me,
and I will come...
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Silent Whispers of the Wind
Silent Whispers of the Wind
The silent whisper of the wind clouds the night
with voices of the past
Reminding me of the night of passion,
the night of romance, and of pleasure...
Red is the colour of the sky at dusk
warm lenghts of brightness
then slowly changing its skin to a softer tone
So we feel like we are on esctacy
and then slowly dying with sheer pleasure
again and again until the night is over.
We hear just silent whispers of the wind,
and the rest is left to two.
The silent whisper of the wind clouds the night
with voices of the past
Reminding me of the night of passion,
the night of romance, and of pleasure...
Red is the colour of the sky at dusk
warm lenghts of brightness
then slowly changing its skin to a softer tone
So we feel like we are on esctacy
and then slowly dying with sheer pleasure
again and again until the night is over.
We hear just silent whispers of the wind,
and the rest is left to two.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Ladybird Award
Ladybird Award
About a month ago, I had a competition on my blog for a ladybird award. The title of the blog post was 'If all ladybrids were females, then how do they have babies?'. First and foremost I apologise for the delay of the results. I had to sort a few issues with the owner of the ladybird image and the judges who took ages to get back to me with the results.
A big thank you to the 'LB man' for letting me host his ladybird image as an award and to sandman, chitts, firelady, matthias, and riskydriver, thank you so much for taking your time to judge this competition.
So for the moment we all been waiting for.
The winner of the lady bird award goes to....
*drumroll*
Michael Lancelot Rodrigues
with his idea as to how ladybrids have babies
'lolz... herm.. there is a ladybug stork.. who delivers little baby ladybugs to ladybug parents...'
The lady bird award is hosted on my blog and placed right hand task bar with Michael's name on it. It will remain there till another award is won on my blog.
To all the other contestants, thank you so much for participating. All your entries had a little wit in it, and that puts a smile on my face. However there can only be one winner, and here the judges voted that Michael gets the award. Dont worry, there will be loads of competitions on my blog in the future, dont give up, you might win it next time.
Love yall bloggers. Thanks for your continuing visits to my blog.
Peace out.
About a month ago, I had a competition on my blog for a ladybird award. The title of the blog post was 'If all ladybrids were females, then how do they have babies?'. First and foremost I apologise for the delay of the results. I had to sort a few issues with the owner of the ladybird image and the judges who took ages to get back to me with the results.
A big thank you to the 'LB man' for letting me host his ladybird image as an award and to sandman, chitts, firelady, matthias, and riskydriver, thank you so much for taking your time to judge this competition.
So for the moment we all been waiting for.
The winner of the lady bird award goes to....
*drumroll*
Michael Lancelot Rodrigues
with his idea as to how ladybrids have babies
'lolz... herm.. there is a ladybug stork.. who delivers little baby ladybugs to ladybug parents...'
The lady bird award is hosted on my blog and placed right hand task bar with Michael's name on it. It will remain there till another award is won on my blog.
To all the other contestants, thank you so much for participating. All your entries had a little wit in it, and that puts a smile on my face. However there can only be one winner, and here the judges voted that Michael gets the award. Dont worry, there will be loads of competitions on my blog in the future, dont give up, you might win it next time.
Love yall bloggers. Thanks for your continuing visits to my blog.
Peace out.
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