Muse

i had a beautiful afternoon nap dream. it involves christian louboutin, an aston marin, chocolates, my sister and 2 beautiful man with brit accent. and all that witty lines. perfect. even though marred by two ugly presence, my sister made the whole scene beautiful!

ling! i miss you!!!!

we have preference. we love to prefer. hence i conclude the saying "life is fair" untrue. *grins*

for the scales is always tipped in someway. who are we to accuse the biasness? lay back and enjoy the view from the side less advantageous.

for when the world give you lemons, bring out the tequila shots with it

-L.O.L-

If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed, then we should feed our jewelry to the sea.

For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me.

And then she said she can`t believe
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues.

Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its' love.

Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don`t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my, one and lonely.

The ink is running toward the page
It's chasing off the days
Look back at boat feet and that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me

Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home

Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don`t you go down

post-hecticness into the slow moments of home. it takes much adjusting. half the time i spent staring at every movement. the remaining, i'd find myself on my bed, wasting my day away in another realm. the dreams were pleasant and surreal. that would explain why i refuse to wake back up into the present i resent and detest. imaginations are suddenly so addictive. but im afraid i might crave it so much i detaches from the current, which happened before.

i think i spoilt myself with too many lies that i began to live a projected image of idealism. *grins* im high without the abuse of substance. i find myself smiling at illusions and dreams and grinning toothily while painting the fence.

i need my fix.

coming out with the ultimate birthday surprise is never my forte; that belongs to sher. (= but i do try to make the best of it. i really do! (=

Who would have thought my new year's cheer would be this spongy black lil Musca domestica Linnaeaus flopped into my buy-1-free-1 toffee nut frap? It definitely sprung some much needed life and zest into my rather mundane moments in starbucks.

With hours to go to the much hyped countdown, some of us just never quite get into that New Year mode. Some with exams, some with work, some with no one and some with eyes on the bottles only. My eyes were on my lappie as my bottles were at home home in Taiping. Sober start to the unpainted year of 2009.

How decent.

And of course, I never believe in resolutions as jol and I had concurred - they're just LIES for self comfort. And as sher says quite frequently these days, we play by the ear. . . *grins*

As of today, I have live for *approximately 22 years. Ate much pork, drank much wine, binge on many chocolates and had a trunkful of those young and foolish moments to store *jas insist im still that young and that foolish* ---> look who's talking? =p

Then again, its the foolishness in all states of mind that keeps us grinning stupidly. Though Dave might not agree. Or not. LOL! Kean Guan and Darray, you gays will pay for refusing to come out and teman me. You both boring uncles. Hmmph!

Vini and Takyee's faces will be forgotten if they dont come out of their crib anytime soon. Im serious! Somebody send them a smoke signal or something?

Well, to end this, I would very much like to annoy my favourite annoying sakai. *evil smirks*