Muse

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*

from a dream.....

Sigmund Freud offered many theories on the repression of the human mind which had led to many unbecoming, or becoming of a person. Anger, rage, frustrations and the traumatic events were all pushed back from their consciousness

One which greatly interest me was the Oedipus complex, where individuals were erotically attached to their parent of the opposite sex and were hostile to the parent of the same sex. Oedipal desires are thought to remain heavily repressed and unconscious in the minds of all functioning adults --> Are you?

We were thought to instinctively love our old chaps who begot us. While we do, many turns of events may rise to challenge the Oedipus complex. Adolescence for one may instead, create an anti-Oedipal syndrome. The adolescence period is the most volatile for many and the rebellious nature of teens to challenge and go against both set of parents might just create that loophole on Freud's theory. Then again, maybe not, since he said that that complex may be repressed *yer* unknowingly.

And we hear many a times that we will in the end, grow up to resemble our father/mother and marry someone who resembles our mother/father.

I think its time for a rebellion now. I have none the intention to recreate the family scene I had lived with for the past 21 years. Time for a change.

1. I hate hearts
2. I hate the sun
3. I hate the hair at the mo
4. I hate airbags
5. I hate roses
6. I hate being awake
7. I hate confined spaces
8. I hate helminths
9. I hate the pristine properness and rigidity
10. And I frigging hate that Twilight Edward fella! Vampires, as I told my sis, are meant to be devious, cunning yet suave and sexy. And our pretty boy is none of the above. Bo-ring.

And so, what I want for xmas though not being a Christian is more pretty lights and silent people beside me, just sitting there hearing the pitter patter of rain or playing with the wind somewhere amidst the 'clinking' of glasses. (=

Well, that's the you know, my inner desires. I, like most human too, have material wishes. Like more more more dresses and heels and if I could, the entire Borders or a bar of my own or an igloo of icecream and a factory of chocolates? Mebbe a pig-farm to add alongside with many Marmalade-ish cafes?

And those whom I had let into my head would know I dont have ONE dream house, but THREE. *grins* Greed is a strong motivator. And I wonder wonder, why turkey on Christmas? Why not roast pork? Or beef? Or lamb? And mince pies? I used to think they were savoury pies. I was wrong. Damn, now me hungry.

I no longer love Christmas..... )=

work vs study:

in the workforce, no employer recognizes semester break or mid term holiday. the only break you can get are leaves. and there is a certain amount of quota to that. |=

working does not permit you to sleep on your desk. it is nothing like lecture halls where you can snores and the lecturer can only give you the stink-eye.

exams are so not fun nor supps are funny in the life of a student. then again, we have deadlines and office politics in the working field.

we get paid to work while we pay to study. and suddenly, being one of the last to graduate aint a bad thing after all. *grins*



feist vs sugar:

yes, sweet cuddly lil pooch do win all hearts. but i think i like mine with a lil feist and grrr... for i am never a believer that the good and kindred spirit wins at the end of the day. i think it takes more than a virgin soul to survive in this harsh reality.

and so i like my chocolate dark; cause its bitter and sweet.

i like my wine red. a fuller body that the feminine whites.

i like sharper edges over the smooth curve.

because i like them all, i made me an idealism.



peeves vs pets:

i try my best to reply my messages (not mails tho). and hence the otherwise irks me so.

double stardardism is standard all over the world. yet i hate the fact that i cannot fully disapprove of it without challengin myself to stop being a hypocrite. (=

porks, chocos and alcohols are my pets.

flowers and pink are my peeves. unless the flower is rooted in the garden, i think i'll pass on them. and pink... i never really believe pink is the new black. black will always be THE black. *grins*

suddenly, the air is full of grumps and frowns. but i have my m&m's and jose to calm me. talking nonsense and coffee book sessions is just as smiley as the cloudy sunshineless day.

just the way i like it..