Tuesday, October 31, 2006

One Word

Today is Haloween Day. Guess who I'm dressed as?

ME! Cool huh? :P :P :P

Sometimes, just a word can grab your attention. Regardless of what you're doing. Regardless of how important whatever you were doing.

You stop. Pause your business. Turn towards the source in an instant. Abruptly. Depends really on the person you know...

"...introduction...interruption..."



"...ERECTION...", said rather softly too.

But her head swiftly turns 180 degrees to look at the voice source. Her mind clusters. A sniggering smile swipes her face. She's in a new dimension.

Amazing how one easily gets distracted by a soft-spoken word isn't it?



I suddenly remembered Alvin Simon & Theodore. Its been so long since I've seen their cartoon. Why did it have to end? hahahaha...

Gosh, days passing by too fast. I hate it...CANNOT TAHAN!!!!!

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

These Moments

" Sneakin' round creepin' and love on the low,
But babygurl I can't wait till it's officially us,
I can't wait to let them know about us. "

Avant & Nicole- Lie About Us


The only tradition I hold in every festival, especially Deepavali, is eating. Non-stop binge eating. But it sucked this year. Friends were great, but I just wasn't into it. It sucked. Nothing's the same. Don't think it'll ever be the same.


Taking a swerve off and switching directions. Lets allow me to blog something similar to the lyrics above.

Sometimes I wonder, why the discreetion towards the family? Sometimes I wonder, why not make it known?

Many reasons I could figure and fish to shut them curiosity in this swamp of mine. THOSE I shan't elaborate here. Coz I'm sure many of you MIGHT have experienced it too.

But truthfully speaking, the keeping the secret is rather appealing. To me. Sometimes. Not always.

There is a constant fear of being found out. Of getting a ear full, or worse. Directly from the elders, or indirectly by some nosey attachments of the family tree, or just nosey parkers. Its doesn't sound attractive, but there's just something appealing about it.

Its like living in a world of another. Playing a game of hide & seek. Running, scouting, avoiding. At times, wondering if we could possibly be stuck in the same building as the predators. Well I just wonder, never hope for it! And of course I imagine, what would happen, and how will they react? I don't suppose they will say HI with a smile on their face...that's not possible...its a parent thing I guess...

So I guess this little game of lying low adds just a lil extra bit of excitement. I'm not sure how'd things be like otherwise, but when the time comes, I'm sure I won't regret it. THIS just restrains our freedom for now... :D

I'm neither lovin' nor hatin' the situation, but its alright. It has its advantages. And seriously, the twisted excitement guarantees a rush. Especially when you think about the consequences, which is making me sound sick. Lets cross our fingers and hope desperately it just doesn't turn ugly? THANKS!

my new motto: AM GENEROUSLY CRUEL.

Friday, October 20, 2006

Whatever...Let Me Do As I Please

There was/is confusion surrounding me. People around me are confused. Not all. Just some.

Its bothersome.

They know I'm Hindhu. They know I am SUPPOSE to be celebrating tomorrow.

But when I say I'm not celebrating, you should know why. Its not like you forgot. Cause then you continue asking, 'Oh because of...'


Cultures may diverge into separate norms. But all stay inclined in a way similar to others. Or at least cultures in Malaysia.


Others would appreciate avoiding such situations. But I can't possible slap a signboard on my forehead spelling it out can I?

Its queer how friends can understand. But those 'seniors' don't.

So thanks a lot for asking. Thanks for the uncomfortability. Its really very much appreciated. Thanks!

Monday, October 16, 2006

Sigh With Me

I WANNA FLY!!!!!





preferbly an airplane...



and sing "I'm leaving, on a jetplane..."



I WANNA FLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


~slightly depressed... *sigh*

Sunday, October 15, 2006

F Y I

THIS IS BRANDON LEE... (for those who don't know)


  • Born February 1, 1965
  • Died March 31, 1993
  • Martial artist and actor.
  • Son of Bruce Lee.
  • Accidentally killed on the set of a movie by a faulty prop revolver. (I think someone plotted the murder la...)


" Hope. It can't rain all the time. " - Brandon Lee.

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Quick Laugh

Darv: ..1510A

ME: 1-5-1-0-8?

Darv: Oi 1510 AAA laaa...

Sis: 1510A..."A" as in the alphabet "A". "A" for elephant!

" Never a penamakz, but always a sharer be. " - Sharman.