Confessions Of A Paradoxical Fille

if we were a song i wonder how would it sound.

i think it would be an hidden emotional song.
it would play a happy tune but sing a sad lyric.

the melody would play to last a lifetime.
but will it fade into silence…?

the notes will be staccato in good steady, playing a few octaves.
it will never be angry, nor would it carry a depressing note.

there would be strings, there would be wind instruments.
together it would be poignant and true.

the drums play a steady beat.
1, 2, 3, 4. 5, 6, 7, and 8.

i think of the singer.
i think of a voice reminiscent of sarah mclachlan - but the singer is unknown.

the singer’s voice is mesmerizing.
but is haunting to a point.

the song would bring hope to those who believe in its forever.
the song would bring life to those who immerse themselves in it.

those who cannot identify with it,
will find their spirits lifted.

if we are a song and this is the tune and song,
do we continue or write the end?

(omg I must be insane to even post this up…)

Seriously. If ever there was a competition on worst dressed person on holiday, I would win, hands down, no questions asked.

If there was ever a Worst Dressed Club/Community/Country, I’d be President.

If there was.. you get my point.

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit C

Exhibit D

Exhibit E

Exhibit F

Exhibit G

Exhibit H

There’s more, and worser ones where it all came from but I’m too embarrassed already.

So here’s one slightly better pic of me so that you won’t die of a heart failure.

I swear, my next holiday I will look better. Well, I’ll try to look better.

Disclaimer: All pictures were not photoshopped. Though, I think it’s quite obvious too

P.S. - Now would be the time to console me. *ahem*

Today I sat quietly hoping you’d come…

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You never appeared.

So I left, leaving behind all thoughts, memories and future dreams.

Conversation excerpts…

Yen: So guess where I’ll be staying?
Me: Where?!
Yen: Oxford Street!!!
Me: ???
Yen: You remember Monopoly?
Me: Yup!
Yen: It’s one of the green ones.
Me: Ooooohhh!!!!!!

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Me: See my stamp pad! *shoves a pretty box with little valentine stamps and ink pad into the webcam* Isn’t it pretty.
Roger: Isn’t it for 5 years olds?
Me: No, it’s not! It’s pretty! And it’s got all these valentine pictures!
(turns the box and sees “Recommended for children below 5″
Me: …Oh, it says “recommended for children below five”…

(after the conversation and while blogging this)
Sees “NOT recommended for children below 5″
-_-’

In all fairness, the Borders price tag was blocking it…

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I swear la, I can be so bimbotic sometimes.

I suppose I haven’t really written anything personal and relevant lately.. so here’s an update of my life so far.

Anyway, settling in the Land of Neverending Sales has its ups and downs. I’m missing KL less and less as I’m introduced to more and more people. Learning a lot in terms of work. Spending lots and assimilating well into the culture here (read: shopping, eating, desserts, clubbing, walk fast, talk fast). Having said that, i do miss my friends and crave to spend quality time with my select dears, darlings, babes, sweeties and sweethearts. I’ve come to realize that my “list of friends to meet” does not seem to work very well as I cannot get past the friends closest to my heart. Because I’m rotating the priority list only. Sigh. I’ll figure this out somehow. Throw a party. But even I don’t want that as I want quality time with each treasured individual. Quality, not quantity right? And I haven’t even had much time to spend with the parental figures.

Anyway, as proof that I’m starting to grow roots in the Land of Neverending Sales, I’ve signed up to take dance lessons. Will be starting at the end of next month. Found me a partner to salsa with. Woots! And belly dancing. Thereafter, I’ll take up more dance classes, but for now, my schedule’s getting with rock climbing, and 2 dance classes (but on the same day so it’s not so bad). Have been toying with the idea of taking up one more dance class, but I think I need to set something aside for survival (read: shopping).

I was told I’m such a boy (by various others) because:

1. I walk on grass (with and only with my crocs which btw, are ballet flats).
2. I watch football.
3. I speak football.
4. I wake up for football.
5. I come home and the first thing I do is switch on the computer before I check my make up.
6. I will check my football scores and reviews before everything else.
7. I have footie fox to give me all my football scores.
8. I rock climb (Yes! Again! Woohoo!)

That said, I cannot wait for Barca vs Man Utd tomorrow morning.
The picture of Nou Kamp gives me goosebumps and butterflies in my stomach.

Let’s GO MAN UTD!

I stare in the mirror today, and I don’t like what I see. The wax smile, the painted eyes. The perfect calligraphy to hide the character within. My eyebrows furrow as she frowns back at me.

I’ve been in a relatively pensive mood lately. Something a dear friend said to me online as we were catching up on how we’re doing. He does not know the impact it had left on me and how much time I’ve spent thinking of his careless ribbing.

But reality bites and suddenly I’m standing in front of the mirror and realize that the person I’m staring at is not the person I used to be. But that does not scare me. Identification is the first step to recovery. What scares me is the thought that maybe, just maybe, this is who I’m supposed to be. And I just never knew it.

Seriously.

It’s spelt WEIRD. Spelt W-E-I-R-D, not wierd.

It’s THEIR, not they’re, not there. And they all mean different things!

It’s DEFINITELY, spelt D-E-F-I-N-I-T-E-L-Y, not definately.

It’s its and it’s.

IS is not the same thing as ITS or IT’s.

it’s surprise, spelt S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E and not suprise.

BAH!!!!

1. What kind of blogger annoys you the most.
Stupid posts. Annoying writing. And those who takes pictures of absolutely everything. I don’t mean pictures of food and friends. I’m talking about those who literally take pictures of everyday rituals and posts it up as if the readers do not know how to do it already. A completely random example, in no way pointing out to a particular person - the process of drinking water.

“I walked into the kitchen [inserts picture of kitchen here] and grabbed a glass [inserts picture of glass here]. I went to the jug [inserts picture of where the water jugs are] and poured water [inserts picture of pouring water into the cup]. And I drank it [inserts picture of blog author drinking]. It was so satisfying [inserts picture of satisfied looking face].” ANNOYING LA! WALAU! As if people don’t know how to drink water!

2. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you, and why?
McFab bloggers. A clear sign that the others should start blogging too.

3.Where is the place that you want to go the most?
A mountain.

4. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
Lots of money so I don’t have to work.

5. What do you feel like doing right now?
Do something productive.

6. What are you afraid to lose the most now?
Everything.

7. If you win $1 million, what would you do?
Invest. And spend the interest.

8. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
No.

9.List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
Well I wasn’t tagged, but since I stole it from Jenifer. Lovely personality, real (as in WYSIWYG) and true.

10. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?
Brains

11. Which type of person do you hate the most?
Possibly people like me. Hahaha. I don’t know. I generally don’t hate people. And if I dislike someone, it could be reasons of which I don’t even understand sometimes.

12. Which do you prefer from your other half? A hug or a kiss?
A kiss on the forehead. There’s something so “taking care of you” about that kiss.

13. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?
I think it’s abut finding the right time to tell me my flaws. But I dare say I know my flaws too.

14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
Life itself.

15. Are you a shopaholic or not? Are you a foodaholic or not?
Both. I’m a unrestrained shopaholic who lives to eat.

16. What kind of electronic device/gadget you own that you like most?
Tough one. Because I can’t live without my computer (and everything that goes along with it), my mobile phone(s), my DS Lite and my MP3 player.

17. If you have the chance, which part of your character you would like to change?
My tactlessness, inability to say no/reject someone and some more

18. What makes you feel disappointed?
Not succeeding.

19. If given a chance, do you want to see your future?
Tempting. Very tempting. I don’t know.

20. What does your friends labeled you as?
Hmm, latest label? Heartbreaker.

And I know we’ll always have each other.

Forever.