K!

the last still. heheheheheh how can I forget.

I have Glee to look forward to every Thursday, and The Vampire Diaries for Friday. I need more tv shows to look forward to Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Should I start watching Gossip Girl and Ugly Betty again? But I forgot where I last stopped. Oh wait, season 2 and 3 respectively. Should I start on a new tv show? Or will that just distract me too much? OH MY EFFING GOD ADAM WHERE THE GODDAMN HELL ARE YOU SERIOUSLY MAN WAITING FOR YOU IS LIKE WAITING FOR SANTA TO APPEAR ON MY DOORSTEP. Speaking of which, are there any upcoming christmas movies worth watching this yuletide season? I mean besides re-watching Love Actually for the hundredth time. Speaking of which (again), wordpress is screwing up for the hundredth time too. Should I move? Should I just stop blogging altogether? Shouldn’t answers be falling down from the sky right now?

Guess what, last night my mom actually called me to the living room and asked me to watch Lady Gaga on Mtv with her because she said Gaga was very amusing hahahah and to think I feel so sinful everytime I watch her.

sigh i am the epitome of boring

HAPPY 18TH BIRHTDAY LIFEN!!! 😀

p.s. not in the mood for benzene rings at all.

we take comfort in the fact that they could always be worse. And when they are, we find hope in the thought that things are so bad, they have to get better.

Happy belated 18th Reshma! You are officially cool. And, happy birthday mom! My siblings went out in search of a gift for her, and my younger sister and I had to be with my mom with the intent to distract her, which didn’t work, because she knew something was up. I’d like to think it’s not my fault but rather, her strong maternal instincts that were spot on. Anyway, I could tell her what was up, but I was part of the plan as well. My siblings would hate me. So I kept mum. They got her a handbag in the end.

Okay, back to life. bai bai.

drowning myself in fictional library books
solving crosswords on the bed
watching tv for whole days
being alone at home / cook anything my stomach craves
talking to close friends over lunch / dinner
time with family
nice shows / movies with pretty people & amazing storylines
spending time to be religious / holy

this is already making me feel much better : )

wordpress has a new function called QuickPress which is immediately featured on my dashboard already so i feel obligated to use it now.
HELLO i’m finally blogging hmm but what do i say errr… forget it. a LOT has happened during the days i wasn’t here i’d love to list them but even point-forms feel like a chore now. my eyelids weigh really heavy now so i’ll be back soon k bai

“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” – Billy, age 4

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” – Terri, age 4

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” – Danny, age 7

“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” – Bobby, age 7

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” – Chrissy, age 6

“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,” – Nikka, age 6

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” – Noelle, age 7

“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” – Tommy, age 6

“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” – Clare, age 6

“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.” – Elaine, age 5

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” – Mary Ann, age 4

“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” – Rebecca, age 8

“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” – Karen, age 7

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” – Jessica, age 8

I like the first, second, and the second last ones the most. I’ve never really been bothered by what love is or how do you know that you’re in love kind of thing, because I thought love was the kind of feeling your guts would just know instantly, full-stop. Then after watching Paperheart & 500 days of summer there came more interpretations of what love was. It’s cool to know that some people believe in love so much that their lives revolve around finding ‘the one’, while others view love as another fantasy, a make-believe like santa claus. I don’t really have a strong stand to this, much credit to my very virginal love life (although I might be leaning towards the ‘the one’ side abit more). But I think by the end of the day, bottomline is that no philosopher even with the most profound definitions of love can truly touch the essence of it because everyone views love differently and no one definition can simply be forced down people’s throats, expecting them to submissively agree with it.

YAAAAAAY MY SISTER GOT BACK HOME WITH THE DIARY OF A WIMPY KID MY AUNT BORROWED. I’M GOING TO LOL MY BUTTOCKS OFF WHILE READING A BOOK MEANT FOR TEN YEAR OLDS.

BAI BAI

TO-DO:

1) gargantuan amounts of sleep

2) movies & tv series

3) help mom around the house

McFly – Falling In Love (Acoustic)

this has been on loop for a few days now & could just turn out to be one of, or thee ultimate favourite song of mine, this version especially. if anyone should come up with any new kinds of therapy soon, start a dannyjones-therapy, because his voice is ♥. sometimes i wish danny would just sing the whole song. not that i don’t like tom being in it, i just thought i’d enjoy it 10 times better.

alot people are asking me to watch how i met your mother, but Glee has stolen my heart recently. : )

a cockroach gave me a swollen left foot today. story of my life.

i have been at home these past days albeit the festive season. being at home almost all the time makes me feel as though the star-studded F1 event isn’t even taking place here. i watch the tv, read the papers, to know who are in singapore and when they arrived, find out what is happening and when it’s happening. anything to connect me to the outside world, to constantly remind me that there is a world out there. i wish my life wasn’t so sad. i wish i had more free time. i wish i can sleep without worrying time is running out. i wish i was slimmer/had a nicer body. i wish i wasn’t so lazy. i wish i didn’t care so much. i wish i was friends with oprah/ellen, whatever works.

but, all is good : )

nowadays i have been watching alot of this

Michael: We are going to choose team names. Dwight.

Dwight: We will be called Gryffindor.

Jim: Really? Not Slytherin?

Dwight: Slytherin are the bad guys, Jim.

Jim: I know. Okay, we will be… Voldemort.

Dwight: He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? I wouldn’t do that.

Jim: -starts chanting- Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort! -everyone on his team joins in-

Dwight: No. Okay, seriously! You really shouldn’t be saying— hey! Hey! Guys!

Dwight: Depression? Isn’t that just a fancy word for feeling “bummed-out”?

Michael: Dwight, you ignorant slut!

The Office (US). if they don’t make you laugh, you’re a corpse.