March 30, 2010

I smell so good

It's such a hectic week already, and it's only Tuesday. Since I have nothing significant to blog about, I leave you with this picture of an ambiguous looking animal I took the other day.

Is it a dog? A horse? A llama?

Till then.

March 29, 2010


I'm running on a tightrope now and the last thing I care is about my balance. Honestly, I don't know what I'm doing. I sit here, distraught, realizing my lungs were empty the whole while. The only thing I centered my focus on is the unbearable heat. I can feel every heartbeat, loud and barefaced. I lay on your bed, under the covers. I feel ever most safe but yet still so vulnerable, from the only thing that could break the doors down. I fixate all my senses on you. You know things I don't. I touch your hand, you barely noticed. I can imagine the wind taking me to places I don't want to go. You look at me under those eyelashes and I feel uncertain to what you may find behind my eyes. The things I want you never to know. I place my hand on your shoulder in fear I may break and fall. I touch your face, so soft. I lay here beside you, breathing the moment in. For the moment, I'll sleep alright in the infinite cold. I can't tell if I am happy or troubled. The emotions are like angry waves hugging the shore one after another inside of me.

She said she'll wait. But she wont wait forever.

March 22, 2010

Point made

I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.
.. Ellen DeGeneres

March 19, 2010


Click to read.

I really like this story. I don't know why but it just strikes a chord somewhere. Credits to Hansy. :D

Till then.

March 15, 2010

Regarding the statement below,


Of course, that is probably the brash way to say it. For me, I pretty much dislike assholes. Assholes, which sums up 95% of this god forsaken world (and the people I know). For the ones who doesn't like explaining themselves, the sentence above works. Sure, what kind of people?

People who have zero gratification of any sort, for one. People who enjoy going on AWOL and expect to be hunted down. People, who are too much of a big gaping vagina, to pick up the phone and bloody call once in a while. People who jump to conclusions before they understand the situation. People who don't face the situation like a man. People who don't appreciate.

Damn I can go on and on.

So friends, to conclude my ever redundant message, please refer to the statement in bright bold letters.

I don't need.

Till then.

March 14, 2010


Meet Bryant. He brought me to Ikea to buy photo frames.

This is what he does with the photo frames. =__________=

Have you ever introduced yourself to the same person twice? It's hell embarrassing.

Till then.

March 11, 2010

I want to eat now


Cherpumple Pie

Bottom: pumpkin pie inside a spice cake, middle: apple pie inside a yellow cake, top: cherry pie inside a white cake, all surrounded by cream cheese frosting.

The Icingcano

Bottom layer of brownies, topped by a layer of chocolate cake and a layer of red velvet cake, smothered in Oreos mixed with frosting, rice Krispies, marshmallow fluff, meringue and chocolate pudding.

The Smorturary

One layer of marshmallows, a layer of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, another layer of marshmallows sandwiched between two S’more Pop-Tarts topped in chocolate sauce.


Chocolate chip cookies covered in chocolate and nuts sandwiching coffee icecream.

I don't know why I do this to myself. I want them all.

Till then.

March 9, 2010

Alex Cheah Wei Hong

This post is especially for you because... you're now 20! HAHAHA!

I hope you, for once, will stop thinking such morbid thoughts on your birthday and celebrate. Happy birthday! Remember you're the closest thing I ever had to an older brother.

Lots of love,
Me! :D

March 8, 2010

Masquerading as a man with a reason

I awoke to the noises of birds and other woodland creatures that somehow managed to make their way to my house. Sure it sounds like something from a fairytale but it isn't very pleasant when they rip your bags of rubbish all over your yard.

But I like him. :)

I want to know how to mask my ever deteriorating control over my emotions.

Till then.

March 6, 2010

Bring me to the Gallows

Have you ever twisted your ankle? Sure it hurts like hell for a few days then it heals. But from time to time, it just comes back to haunt you, like a nagging, blunt sensation all the way up to your shin. It sucks man.

So I attended Sports Day today. To be completely honest with you guys, I was a tad disappointed. I shall spare you the details because I'm just so lazy to talk shit about people these days. Yes.. lazy. Actually, more like sick and tired of it. If you haven't noticed, it's always the same story playing on replay.

Now, after sitting under direct sunlight for half an hour, the shade of my skin tone is AWFUL. My forearms are dark as hell while my legs are... well they weren't exposed so I guess they're normal. I look like I dipped my arms in a tub of chocolate.

Oh well, at least I make a beautiful chocolate person nontheless. :P

Till then.

March 1, 2010

Barbie dollz

I was playing with barbie dolls in the toy store and someone slapped me from behind and I was called girly. I'm still fighting back the tears. What a jerk! I personally believe Barbie is the next Antichrist with their ever menacing appearance and manipulative qualities. Besides, who else can contort their body like them? I plan to initiate a Barbie commercial, notifying all little girls and pansy boys to join me as my minions to assist me as I commence world domination.

To the ignorant public, it may seem as if I was 'playing tea party' with those plastic dolls but in reality, I was implanting microrobotic chips into their plastic casing to remotely control them. Imagine, tens of thousands of Barbie dolls (and Ken dolls) marching up to the White House in the BarbieMobile. annihilating every awestruck soul along the way. See? People just don't know masculinity even if it hits them smack in the face.

Till then.