Skip to main content

update.

okok...i'm updating now...

hmmz wat shall we tok about??
ok then, to cater to kam's needs; since u r reduced to reading blogs everyday, i'll intro to u one blog which i find...shall we say humorous? http://rockson.blogspot.com/ yep, ok i tink the owner of this blog is a horny ah beng. so as u might be able to infer[dun throw ss skills away!], the blog is rather crude--> filled with language of the streets, n yes, immensely horny....not tt i enjoy readin horny entries, but i tink it's farni lah, so gif it a shot horny kam, [n every-bored-body else] i tink it might bring a smile to ur face =D

well, has anyone watched pirates of the carribean?? i noe i'm a lil late, but i juz rented the disc n man....johnny depp n orlando is so hot!!n not to forget, the show is very interesting...n keira knightley is gorgeous....i tink emma watson[ **cough:me**] will grow up to be lyk her one day...muahahahah!!!

haiz....does anyone notice tt i m tryin v hard to cum up w/ tings to say?? yea....hols r realli boring so there's nth to update bout my mundane routine, except tt i m springcleaning my house everyday...whoever heard of springcleaning 2 mths b4 CNY?? well...to my mom, since i'm at home, she might as well make full use of this FOC worker... so yea...call me a house wife...AHHHH!!! hahaha....

there u haf it, i haf officially ran outta interesting tings to say,u dun wana noe exactly how i spend evday do u? i tink it's pretty much the same 4 ev1...so, cya my bored lil friends.....

p/s:3 wks more to the end of my hols...yay??

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Recluse

Once every so often, I like to withdraw into myself and shut out the world- whimsically. Just stop talking. No real reasons. Not really the first time. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps, this is a part of me that needs some getting used to. Perhaps, the people who knows me, knows this happens. Perhaps, the people who do, doesnt exist. Perhaps i'm wrong- Perhaps this is selfish. But once, just once, every so often- i'd like to claim my leave from social behaviors. Just once every so often, i'd like to disappear. Take the phone off the hook- for ages. -I'm sorry though, if my habits hurt. And i do so appreciate the concern too. But, like my daddy says: ourself knows best. sk

overwhelming

i woke up at 4am this morning without an alarm, thinking about all the work undone. realising it's the 12th, and that i'm meeting AC on the 19th to run through my presentation, which i haven't editted. thinking about needing to submit 12 more prescriptions by tomorrow, and i haven't done any. thinking about topics discussions that have't been fulfilled. thinking. thinking. thinking. but unable to drag myself outta bed; my body resisting to put itself through the tsunami of shit. grr. i shall shut both my eyes and trudge through it. Need to remind myself really, that work never stops. ever. Need to remind myself of who i am truly- that i exist without the work. i simply have to start living and breathing again. A random thought, you know how some sites like to ask you to key in some verification code before posting? I like the way blogger does it. "Please prove that you're not a robot." haha, but unfortunately, i think i am becoming one. ok. e

Limited time

We all have limited time on this Earth,  and a limited 24 hours in a day. What you choose to pack into that 24 hours, will decide what your life portrait will look like at the end of your road. (Yes, I think a lot about the end of the road nowadays.) I was just thinking to myself yesterday, if i applied the "rise of the guardian" concept to myself, what would my core be? I had wanted it to be love. I had thought that love shouldn't be limited. I had thought, that I would be able to dedicate a certain share of love to all the people in my life, who needed the care at the point in time when they do. I had thought, that my heart should be big enough to welcome as many people in as possible. Because ultimately, at the end of my road, I want to breath my last breath smiling, knowing that I have made a difference to people. I had thought that was possible, but i forgot that while my heart can be limitless, my time can't. In trying to be everybody's friend, I have fa