November 29, 2008

She move, she move!

Finally, after a year,
I had decided to move into my long created account in livejournal.
Still, this does not mean that I will abandon this blog.
Sorry linkers, had to relink :/

scroll here :)

November 23, 2008

Eight ball, Nine ball

Semester One was full of pool sessions :), card games,
and confused guy(s)-who-is-still-confused-with-his-gender
Anyways, last Monday, we immediately went to a billiard center and answer our 'must-play-pool-calling' right after
we handed in our Public Relations assignment.
Yes, all eight of us were pool addicts :]
We wanted to distress before we started on the other assignment which needed to be handed in on Friday.

Notice the guy at the back; he's checking out that chick's ass
woooo :D

No. We do not do this*points above* at pool.

This is how we distress after handing in one assignment.
Wait till I tell you how we enjoyed when it was the last day of the semester.

November 17, 2008

I rush in my own wave

She needs to deal and settle with her own life.
But I need someone to return mine.

It's four now. I was sleepy before.
I think I should sleep too.
So yes, I'll sleep and let my dreams drown me.
You look familiar.
Have I seen you before?

Absently invisible within the glow of the fluorescent
Listening to: Katy Perry's tracks
Need to: PLAY POOL. Finish the article critique.

Guess who owns this oh-so-bootylicious ass? (:

November 15, 2008

Lie on your feet and open the door

Assignments made my adrenaline rushed so high, so fast, that I started seeing stars :)
Woo. Exciting, fun, heart-thumping.
Me likey.
Whoosh. One assignment more.
Then, it ends. Only five more semesters to go.

Four months of extreme sarcasm, lameness, hysterical laughters, pool, in search for cheap pool centers,
chor dai di, midnight chats and card games, and of course the unconditional love. wee.

In four months, you figured that she's the exact same replica as you, that you sometimes see yourself in her, that sometimes you don't even need to talk to know what's on her mind, and sometimes you hoped that she was a guy so that you could stop the man-hunt and just marry her.

In that four months, you discovered the other side of you, the other side who completes you, who would walk on the parallel foundation even when you fall, you discover that this soul was sent to draw a smile even though sometimes he could be a slob (:, but you just want to love him more every second.

In that four months, you still at times forget that he's a Malay, a friend who offer nothing but his help, a friend who would stroll the wheel chair right at your face even when you said yes you want them when you don't exactly need them, a friend who has such hairy legs and
gelabah hands and of course a friend who permits you to trash his ego and allows you to call him Buttercup or Sunshine.

In four months, you discovered the rarest disciples of Adam; a twenty years old who can sometimes be a complete moron yet has such kindred spirit and innocent soul that you can't help but to giggle until your tears start to flow. And then, you found this friend who carries packet tissues of brand is Carrefour, who has the qualities to be the most reliable and trustworthy friend yet at times you feel like slapping him on his back because he is always teasing you and finds that every act of yours are nothing but lame.

In four months, you helped a friend who was diagnosed with an extreme syndrome called camera-shy, who dislikes being in front of the camera, who would be emotionally drained when his pictures are taken. And later, you felt that it was the wrong move to had taught him the art of cam-whoring because he is now slowly transforming into a male cam-whore. And then you had this friend who has the features of a teddy bear, whose eyes are triple mine, who has thick hairy eyebrows that it appeared conjoint from afar, a friend who has the laughter and giggle that would generate vibration especially when you sit on the same row with him in class, a giggle that is nothing but special on its own.

Yep. In that four months :)

Tuning to: Of Montreal
Reading: A Thousand Splendid Suns

November 1, 2008

I love and that's when everything begins

When one surrenders their faith in love;

And I want to play hide-and-seek and give you my clothes and tell you I like your shoes and massage your neck and hold your hand and go for a meal and not mind when you eat my food and talk about the day and carry your bag and laugh at your paranoia and foolishness and give you songs you don’t listen to and watch great and terrible films and take pictures of you when you’re sleeping and get up to make you breakfast and drink coffee at midnight and tell you about the programme I saw the night before and not laugh at your jokes and want you in the morning but let you sleep for a while and stroke your skin and tell you how much I love your hair your eyes your lips your neck your arse and worry when you’re late and be amazed when you’re early and be sorry when I’m wrong and happy when you forgive me and look at your photos and wish I’d known you forever and hear your voice in my ear and feel your skin on my skin and get scared when you’re angry and tell you you’re gorgeous and hug you when you’re anxious and hold you when you're hurt and want you when I smell you and offend you when I touch you and whimper when I’m next to you and whimper when I’m not and get cold when you take the blanket and hot when you don’t and melt when you smile and dissolve when you laugh and wonder who you are but accept you anyway and wonder why you don’t believe me and have a feeling so deep I can’t find words for it and want to buy you a puppy I’d get jealous of because it would get more attention than me and keep you in bed when you have to go and cry like a baby when you finally do and buy you presents you don’t want and take them away again and wander the city thinking it’s empty without you but I want what you want and think I’m losing myself but know I’m safe with you and tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me because you don’t deserve any less and answer your questions when I’d rather not and tell you the truth when I really don’t’want to and try to be honest because I know you prefer it and forget who I am and try to get closer to you because it’s a beautiful learning to know you and make love with you at three in the morning and somehow somehow, communicate the overwhelming unconditional all-encompassing heart-enriching mind-expanding never-ending love I have for you.

and they say soul meets soul on lover's lips.