mindless thoughts

i  for once thought that i’m a strange creature from the time when pickles on toothpicks
were still the height of sophistication, when people have mobile phones and i wasn’t acquainted to the world’s progress until handy john came in and disposable panties drive me nuts, saving my day.

that’s not mine, you pervert you!!!

Cam whoring

All in a boring day. I got nothing to say. I need Einstein’s spirit to lit my brain’s candle. 

Cam whoring

All in a boring day. I got nothing to say. I need Einstein’s spirit to lit my brain’s candle. 

i have learned…

- that my stool sample is still inside my locker for 12960 hrs already.

- Blowing Your Nose 101; the nurse caught me blowing my nose the wrong way. she taught me not to close my eyes when blowing some steamy mucus off my beloved nose. eeewe!

- that blood is RED.

- that the needle the nurse used to prick me was as big as my Fountain pen’s needle head. ( that hurts!)

- that i’m not really scared of needles.

- that i have adrenalin disorder.

- that i’m taking synthetic corticosteroids

- that i’m going home later to eat halo-halo

- that i’m perfectly sane all the while.

- that I’m perfectly tolerable. not pretty enough to seduce anybody.. just perfectly tolerable.

- that you are reading this nonsense.

that….

Lay me down

i wasn’t really sure what i was thinking when i painted this last night. the night’s always perverted, yeah. not me though. lol

destination host unreachable

I’ll try troubleshooting myself. will tell you when i’m up and running and completely booted.

confirmation- a venting session

I don’t need anybody to validate myself.

The weather’s fine. it’s perfect shade of blue but sometimes some assholes just want to get back on you.

I’m talking about my ex. he’s one sweet, caring, loving guy. everything a girl could ask for. but i  i didn’t ask for him and things didn’t work out. My one main reason was his (chinese/taiwanese whatever..)parents and i fell in love with mr. right. . i’m going to be a racist if i say i loathe most of them (chinese). i have had enough bad experiences with chinese people, though i have close friends that are chinese. he stressed out that our relationship should be worked out by us alone. maybe he’s got a point. but i have human reasons. yes i was selfish. sometimes we have to know and learn things that are unexpected. just tonight. he’s bugged me about the cheating and lying. why does he have to dig it up when he said he’s moved on already? i already apologised and admitted that i cheated and he’s telling me that i didn’t. gawd!  I don’t like dramas, especially when a guy does that. he said he regret that he was with me. what should i expect? should he be happy about it? i regret that i cheated and lied and broke his heart. i don’t have to tell him that over and over again. he was once had a room in my heart. i shooed him off though he’s paid the rent. why? ask the weatherman.

 sometimes, the bad things you do get positive results. i for one experienced that. i’m not encouraging people to cheat. it’s just i think i got lucky with what i have right now. make it blessed. everything happened for a reason. too bad i was his bad experience.

YES, I really hate gay dramas!

I’m already taken. You spoke up too late.

that was the song i’m currently listening now by mark wills.

my scribbles has nothing to do with it. just when i get bored and get an unexpected conversion that tickles my brain’s room for sarcasm, it eventually becomes a good way of expressing myself and laugh about it. I happened to have a very wonderful day. weather forecast for tonight: DARK.  and FUNNY. i had a good nucking laugh. unexpected things make me an artist for a moment and a chess player the next and a network engineer for the rest of it.

let me say something to you. something i learned from dalai lama’s neighbor an engineer named Cindy. she said, “ you can’t ping the host if it’s unreachable. it will eventually timeout with packet losses. that’s the law of pinging the heart you chess player. you should be reseated. it seems like your network cable is unplugged. limited or no connectivity- that’s what you get if you have a one 69 position in the first field of your IP (insanely perverted) mind all the time.
yes, i’ve got to much to say. but my system’s shutting down. Please wait….”

 i know you don’t understand what this means. I forgive you. we are just humans. we sometimes don’t understand a sane thought like this. human as we are. we are uniquely insane. cheers to that!

positive affirmation

I feel good! I feel great! I’m the best! I’m no.1!

it hit me bigtime when i learned about this today. i’ve said “I love yous” a lot of times to some people that are dear to me but i couldn’t remember saying i love you to myself.

for the record:

gawd! I LOVE ME!!!!!!!!! ( i should convince myself that…)

mmmbop!

You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You go through all the pain and strife
Then you turn your back and they’re gone so fast
And they’re gone so fast
So hold onto the ones who really care
In the end they’ll be the only ones there
When you get old and start losing your hair
Can you tell me who will still care?

“Can you tell me? you say you can but you don’t know”

something british

i find british accent lovely. i find british literature filled with heart and emotions ( I R not a fan of shakespeare, shelley, byron and keats, though) i wanna cross the london bridge before it’s gonna break down. i wanna visit the buckingham palace, play in the wimbledon tennis court, live in a flat with jaan. most of all, i wanna know what a grey poupon taste like. now, that is something that is not british.

“Pardon Me, do you have a Grey Poupon?”