Tuesday, March 11, 2008

1 kilo - via SMSes

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Hey Judy Toh Smorgolfinkletinkk! if you're reading this and only if you weren't attached, I'd so introduce u to this particular secondary school friend of mine, I'm convinced he's THE MAN for you. HAHAHA.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Personal philosophies

He said: Love is not the only thing you should pursue in life. There is many other meaning(ful) things for you to do.

I said: I'm not out to pursue love. Love just happens. And any idiot who says career before anything else is a total prickhead. I think money can be earned anytime. Its how hard you want to work and for how much. But the love of your life only comes your way once in your lifetime. I just wasn't his, never was I think. That way it wasn't a total loss isn't it, its just mine

About living in the now, this quote kinda sums up what I feel right now.

Love is not just looking at each other, it's looking in the same direction.

Of course there's that thing about just being able to click and talk about certain things and my tolerance in general.

Everytime I see something witty or funny or interesting, I'd channel my energy into blogging.

As seen on fark: When not to hyphenate your name

Link here.
I've gotta admit Traylor-Hooker absolutely cracked me up.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

I can take pretty pictures!


Ok maybe I'm just biased, cos Boy looks good.



Meanwhile I saw this clip on Perezhilton and thought the song is pretty catchy.

Plus there's something very zexy about bodies being entangled.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

An open letter

Dear All,

If you didn't know, Shaun and I not together anymore after 5++ fucking wasted years of my life.

In order to progress with the future, I have accepted his wise advice of "living my life before I met him" which I graciously accept.

In light of this difficult time, I have decided to move on and erase every memory of him that I have.

I'll be distancing myself from him and ALL first degree friends of his for an indefinite time.
(some abeit easier to do than others)

My actions are not limited to the following:


1. Removal from social networking groups i.e. friendster/facebook/fuckster

2. Removal from telephone directories - mine lah.

3. Not accepting calls or smses from the affected parties


If you do know him, I don't want to fucking know about what he's doing, who he's doing, how he is he doing yadayadayada cos I don't fucking care.

That being said, I'm alright I'll be alright.

Cheerio!

Soapy

Friday, March 7, 2008

The lies I tell ...

Q: So how was your dinner date yesterday dress up until so pretty.

A: It was great, we went for nice slow dinner.
Japanese food. A new place at City Hall.

What it was supposed to be: I got stood up, I ended up at the restaurant where I worked part time so that I didn't have to be alone and moping in all pathetic-ness and I could charge my stupid phone that was running low batt. I didn't eat anything because I was waiting for that stupid fool to come, had a super late dinner, so angry until want to eat also no mood. Downed a Sangria and double pack vodka orange to lull myself into an alcohol induced sleep. Some people are just THAT considerate. I FUCKING HATE YOU.

Just when the future seems so bleak and screwed up, I'm thankful for my saving graces.

Judy's latest blog post cheered me up tremendously.
Like 3 folds, and there's Andy and tortoise sex.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Rules of engagement

The dynamics of cheating differs vastly from men to women. Women are much more likely to get jealous and all but the idea of a relationship is not only about being physically there but has a very emotional aspect to it as well.

I think BM once wrote about Facebook flirting/fidelity. So does virtually "kissing" or "hugging" someone wrong?

Sidetracking abit ... Anyway if you're a girl, and you want to be perpetually hugged and kiss, look for Norman Tan, he's such a slut. An available one at that. I endorse Norman Tan.

Anyways, I was chatting to a friend's gf of mine one day. She jokingly commented that she's never heard of me and that *gasp* we had a food blog together.

My relationship with this particular friend of mine was strictly platonic, We started from mere acquaintances back in school and started to talk through learning more about each other thru blogging. I could say that it was mutual respect for each other and eventually go on makan trips both him and me.

Things went well despite being from a small course, the boyfriend used to date someone from his class, after took we took a break from each other. The boyfriend never bothered to tag along our makan trips and we eventually lost contact a few years ago when he got attached and we both got busy.

Anyway, from where I am at work, I could easily give him a call and meet him *and his girlfriend* now that the chap's attached, I don't want to step on anyone else's toes :)

Then there's a goodfriend of mine,

names witheld to protect the innocent i.e ME.

I once told the boyfriend I didn't like his girlfriend, and he said, don't worry the feeling is mutual I wasn't particularly nasty or anything, I love my friend, I just didn't think the person he was dating was really right for him of course being the good friend I am, there's no way in hell I'd openly blurt out such things.

I firmly believe nature will eventually take its course so time will tell eh.

And then there's a novelty of having a part-time boyfriend.

Me and the girls actually formulated this term back in secondary school.
Its nice to see that its come back retro this time.

The concept of a part-time boyfriend differs from fuck buddy as I was explained.
Its a strange feeling of emotional attachment, almost like love without the love and a relationship without the shitty bits.

There was no kissing, no touching, no hugging involved, yet there was this mental connection and dependency and at the end of the day a need to have someone to come home to rant and someone who'd listen without complaint.

Would this "relationship" constitute infidelity though? And then there'd be an issue of one day if him being attached or even lines being crossed.