Four things come not back:
The spoken word
The past of life
And the neglected opportunity
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Four things come not back:
My blog went on hiatus for a while.
Sorry about that.
So, Here’s a post then
I’m sorry it’s short but
I typed everything I wanted to in blogspot
So, I’m too lazy to repeat
Starbucks, here I come!!
Not there yet
Ka-ching!! Bling Bling!!!
Is where the heart is
Dad’s old phone
I don’t hate anyone
Becoming an Angel
Where the dead lie in peace
For cowboys I guess
Do you pour the little broken off noodles of ramen into the pot?
Erm, I don’t think I’ve ever eaten ramen before
Do you use paper towels to open the door in public restrooms?
It all depends on where the public restrooms are and how clean / dirty they are
Do you ever play the advertisement games (for fun)?
If you could have only 1 flavour of toothpaste forever what would you pick?
I like my Mint the best
What’s worse, mosquito bites or finding hair in your food?
Hair in my food
What brand of orang juice do you drink?
If you could eliminate one colour from the world, what would it be?
I don’t know. I’ve never had a problem with any colour at all
Do you act on spontaneous ideas?
Yea, I guess so
Describe your favourite pair of underwear
Erm….. comfy, i guess
DO you like to play on the swingset?
What’s your favourite commercial?
Er…. there’s a lot and I’m too lazy to list them down
Have you ever been to a drive-in movie theater?
No…. There aren’t any in Malaysia. Or if there aren’t really thought of trying it
The Book of Love
Is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
Its full of charts and facts and figures
and instructions for dancing
I love it when you read to me
You can read me anything
The Book of Love
Has music in it
In fact that’s where music comes from
Some of its just transcendental
Some of its just really dumb
I love it when you sing to me
You can sing me anything
The Book of Love is long and boring
And written very long ago
Its full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we’re all too young to know
I love it when yu give me things
You ought to give me wedding rings
The lyrics of one of my favourite songs
luckily, I found the lyrics from the internet
And, for some unknown reason
I’m suddenly becoming addicted to putting smileys
I’m currently listening to : You’ll Be In My Heart (Phil Collins)
I successfully cooked a dish of scrumptious fried vegetables
Interesting to know that I actually approved of my own cooking (for once) apart from the super easy fried eggs & maggie mee
Went cycling round and round the same ole road
Went online at 4.30
No one was there
I was left alone for 2 hours
Went online again at 6.30 no, wait, 7 something in the evening
Finally saw half my contacts online
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!! Whoop Whoop
Mum & I talked about etiquette over dinner
SUDDENLY changed subject to “fartiquette”
Started cracking up laughing
There goes our digestion… Pfft
Took a nap before that
I thougt i dreamt of George Bush in swimming trunks but I forgot how he looked like. Pfft
Went online after I woke up
Chatted with Kimmy & Ethian
Aren’t they quite a pair? *ahem cough cough*
Tended to a load of laundry (my chore)
My Mum was beaming from East to West
Feeling real proud & confident
She feels that she can now send me off to the Amazon Forest
To handle the orang-utans since I actually now know how to cook, to iron, to do laundry & to play the Amazing Grace
Except that I will have to pack a washing machine along…not to mention my piano.
I had such a shattering earthquake laughter conjuring this post with my mum.
I was being careful to make sure that the wind did not come from me but the fan.
Phew, I made it with much facial contortion.
Good wrinkle-free facial exercise would be my only consolation then.
We are really having a humorous affair!
(Credits given to my mum, who always sees the light in every situation xD)
There’s never nothing going on. There are no ordinary moments
Sometimes you have to lose your mind before you come to your senses
Anger, hatred, violence: They’re all just fear. Fear then, not money, is the root of all evil
The kiosk theory is correct, Except the kiosk is not kiotic but perfectly controlled
The people who are the hardest to love are usually the ones who need it the most
Habit is the problem. All you need to do is to be conscious about your choices & and be responsible for your actions
There is no starting or stopping, only doing
Life is a mystery. Don’t waste time trying to figure it out
Politics is made up of 2 words : ‘Poly’ which means ‘many’ & ‘ticks’ which mean ‘blood-sucking parasites’