damp spirits

two days left. just when i thought yay! im gonna 'ave a wicked holiday having a blast and shop til dad drops, the worst happened..

application for holidays : check
airplane tix : check
hotel reservations : check
toofbrush : check
passport : check....*f**k* passports expired! theres only five months left of the validity date.OMG!!!

tensionyeee..isk.. how now brown cow? if they perform as they say they would then i would still be on my way come thursday. if its all a lotta bull then i'll be sending the entire troop to KLIA and drive home sadly to an empty house. how much fun is that? not that i can elope to thailand with my bf since i dont have a passport! arghh..!

need this break badly (ok.maybe not as bad as D needs a break). ive been working so so hard (liar!) and did really well in school and now i have to leave the country for a peace of mind...*sigh* (sorry for being a drama queen!)

nuff of the sick sad stories. :(

upscale. nothing worth mentioning. decided i didnt want to be called babe by my other half anymore. apparently after seeing him around his buddies, thats what he addresses them. all of them. how about that for the feeling of exclusivity? so he said he'd switch to honey. honey once, honey twice. STOP! i forgot the ex's name was hani. heavy. i'd rather share it with 64 other guys then with a chick he use to shag. damn!

tired. thirsty. sleepy. frustrated incorporated.

caution! info you'd be better off without

OMG!
while browsing, i came across this piece of ridiculously detailed information. yes, i am aware that sex burns calories but get real! this dude actually has it down till how much calories you burn by each sound that you make. aiyo.

Positions
Man on top, woman on bottom (facing each other) : 20 calories
Woman on top, man on bottom : 25 calories (Many women find that in addition to its inherent sexual possibilities, this position affords a better view of the clock.)
From the rear (Mysterious variation) : 40 1/2 calories
Standing
- Both partners of equal height : 18 calories
- Woman 1 foot taller than a man : 90 calories (The man will have to make several rigorous leaps into the air in order to achieve even minimal satisfaction.)
- While in traction : 124 calories
Locations
On a bar stool : 20 calories
Rear of a Honda Civic : 38 calories
In a phone booth
- Standing : 14 calories
- Lying down : 274 calories
On an airliner
- Aisle seat : 24 calories
- Middle seat : 42 calories
- Window seat : 30 calories
- In the lavatory : 100 calories
Sex Related Noises
Short gasps (per gasp) : 3 calories
Wheezing : 5 calories
Squeals : 4 calories
Ecstatic moaning : 11 calories
Low growling : 8 calories
Squishing : 10 calories
Shouting : 16 calories
Screaming : 22 calories
Any short speech giving partner directions : 25 calories
(”Please don’t stop,” “Faster,” “Just a little more” are common examples)
AND PRESENTING A VALUABLE BIT OF INFO TO ALL FEMALES OUT THERE
OrgasmReal : 27 calories
Faked : 160 calories (!)

So anyone interested in losing weight? Fake it! The more the better.

D writes, i love you...

some excerpts of a song. just gives me chills and on the verge of crying when life is just too hard on me...
when i finally realized, how many times i took my loved one for granted...
just missing her... just missing her...
i love you, S... i really love you...



Got no place to go
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drink my worries down the drain
Fly away to somewhere new
Hop on my choo choo
I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit
If you dress me up in pink and white
We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight

She's my angel
She's a little better than the one that used to be with me
Cause she liked to scream at me
Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree

I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drink my worries down the drain
Fly away to somewhere new
Everybody's gone
They left the television screaming that the radio's on
Someone stole my shoes
But there's a couple of bananas and a bottle of booze

Oh well, happy new years baby!
We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day
Or we could simply pack our bags
And catch a plane to Barcelona cause this city's a drag

I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Flush my worries down the drain
Then fly away to somewhere new
Take a holiday in Spain

times that make you smile

someone made a list of times that made her smile. some of them oh-so-true. this is my version of what makes me smile. :)

1. being in love
2. overhearing someone say something nice about me.
3. spending time with a bunch of old friends who all have gone seperate ways.
4. when kids take an instant liking towards me.
5. having mom and dad tell me how proud they are of me. for whatever reason.
6. running into an old friend and realising that some things (good or bad) never change.
7. knowing someone misses me.
8. when someone you're waiting for ' has just signed in'.
9. when underdogs win the day.
10.making eye contact with the gorgeous stranger.
11.when someone says 'you look beautiful'.
12.listening to D play and sing our song on the guitar. edwin Mccain-greatest fan of your life.
13.listening to 'i will survive'. in memories of the tough times.
14.flirting with the perfect stranger.
15.when the weight scale is on my side for once.
16.four hour mamak sessions with two of my best buds whom none are both malay and female.
17.finding out that i have the amazing power of quick recovery from s***s that happen.
18.old pictures with friends being silly together.
19.old pictures with friends during the times we thought we were soo cool. (damn!)
20.knowing i have one hell of an amazing partner.


good times. friends from university of capetown.


poloroid shot. tough times. 2001 a new year. one that bleeds.

a gwyneth wannabe writes.......

yesterday evening i went lingerie shopping with mummy.

tricky isnt it? cant pick those naughty, flirty undies without having her pause and look at me but you certainly dont wanna buy granny undies either. maybe its time to stop buying lingerie with mummy. but then i still recall when she picked my black thongs with with a pen and said 'these undies have no behind on them'. raised eyebrows.

me: i think i like these..(picking a pair of perfectly low waisted, stretchy panties thats sensible enough but would not embarras me in case they decide to pop up thru the waistband of my low rise jeans.)

mom: (frowning) they dont look very comfortable. and so tiny too! cuba tengok yang ni..ha! nampak elok sikit. (hands a granny pants so drab and baggy and probably come up to my chin if i ever decide to brave them)

me: taknaklar!! nanti seluar kat sini (point to me hips) seluar dalam kat sini! (points to midriff)

salesgirl: aiya...anak takmau lar ini macam. anak mesti mau seksi punyaa..! ini seluar dalam untuk auntie punye. anak punye mesti mau seksi sikit.

mom: (looks a bit miffed that someone would actually think she would wear those undies *DUH*) sukahatilar...mane-mane pun boleh.

okay.

what irks me anyway is that despite losing a few kilos, my chest size is pretty much the same. common! someone told me they decrease with weight. liar. i am so wanting to have a gwyneth palthrow chest. please? any ideas on how i can make my chest look like gwyneth's?
im so peeved. everything else doesnt fit anymore which made me realize, yay! ive lost weight but then still buying a C cup totally messes with me.*sigh*

something took me by surprise yesterday. was slipping on my open toe heels and usually only three toes appear. but yesterday all five toes were making an appearance. hm?
i think i need new shoes too.*swoon* nothing makes me happier than shoe shopping. (babe, are you listening?) i just wish that my mom would stop recommending those orthopaedic shoes all the time.

okay. im gonna stop this topic before i sound like an airhead. and because im listening to boy george on my headphones. creepy. he probably has nicer undies than i do.