it is sad
really sad
to know that all this while
you never did notice

the world as i see it

Sometimes you feel like the whole world is against you
The whole world is turning upside down
And the whole world refuses to believe what you have to say.

At that particular moment
Know that
I do believe you
And I do have your back

And just know that
This storm shall pass
Just you wait...

sayangku jangan kau persoalkan siapa di hatiku..uuuuuuuuu

divine..nuff said..

Swear

Walking on thinning ice
I swear I can hear it cracking
Crackle
Pop
Slowly
Tried shifting my weight to the left
Just in time for it to crack to the right.
But my friends say I am delusional
The ice did not crack
But I swear on my cat's grave
I did hear it
cracking

Tired of the world..

Foie Gras

What the fuck am i doing here????? It's like I'm lost in another dimension when i enter this realm. My idea of a perfect world is immediately shattered once I dedicate my 8 hours to voluntary-enslavement. Take note: Voluntary. Not one of those force fed ducks (in order to make em fat, thus creating a fatty liver, commonly known as foie gras, or fatty liver from fattened duck or goose! Ouch!)

I used to find my job interesting and fun and challenging (which I like). But, since the arrival of our new boss, things seem to have shifted from fun to prison-fun = no fun. It's like a fun roller coaster ride turn final destination-ish sort of roller coaster ride. Scary!

Though I am thankful for every breath I take and every colour I experience and for this opposable thumb, I cannot help but to have the urges of wanting to do more in life and give back as well. And, it is only natural for my survival instinct to kick in as soon as I feel threaten by this new menace (my new boss).

Now I just need to stand this for a while until I get a better opportunity..if only I remembered where i left my CV..

Dislocated

Like dislocated femur from the pelvic bone. Kinda like what I am experiencing now. Here. Its's like a different world in FB nowadays. For a start, it/s virtual. Half of it is made up. the other half is reality. And reality is, my friends moved on. Most of them now post status such as " My little angel just enrolled for her first day of school." or " She just spoke her first word!"

I am very happy for them. Especially my grrls!! How time flies. It only seemed like yesterday when we were all messed up and there wasn't a care in the world. And now, we are brought up with responsibilities to take.

Aside from global warming currently boiling us up, another thing that boils me up is the fact that society is lame enough to determine the right/ripe age that we should be getting married. C'mon. 40 is like the new 30. Let me have my own way of doing things around here. Why can't they accept the fact that I am able to accept the fact that I am perfectly fine just the way I am at the moment.

I treat them as white noises. But I do think that we all need to re-set our thinking, just like we are able to format our PC when we know its corrupted. Wake up, your mind is corrupted with spider-webs from your grandmother's coffin. It might offend you when I say this, but vintage thinking is not in, only vintage is in.

Stop making weird faces or weird statements when I say I have a longggg wayyy to go.. because I do mean it. I am not condemning early marriages. I just want to have things my way in my own time. So, do't be soo quick to judge Grandma. Just accept the fact that some people are different from you. And different people lead different life. Just be happy for each other, or don't bother at all!

Phew..time to go enjoy my single, no-string-attached life!