Do a little Daye(may)-dreaming

I’m inclined to believe that we keep secrets to protect ourselves, more than to protect others.

Ok ok, admittedly I’m sounding really jaded here. :)

But if you truly explored the deepest recesses of your heart… well, you kept your secrets to avoid trouble, or confrontation, or getting someone mad enough to bite your head off, didn’t you? (Not too good at handling the heat, ey? Don’t worry - you’re SO not alone)

Anyway, to each their own. Everyone deserves their privacy and their little bits of darknesses. So hey, keep it mum… cos psst, here’s a secret: you can make life more colourful with ambiguity, you know? ;)

Rereading Sailor Moon… makes me feel really happy! ^^

Reminds me of the times when I still haven’t developed my taste for flesh and blood. :/

Good old innocence… Sailor Moon to the rescue! Moon Prism Power! Make-up! Heheheh ok ok, will stop before you throw something at me… like a moon frisbee. :P

I love Sailor Moon! :D

So you’ve never heard of the Karma Sutra?

Err… nope.

Have you actually had a girlfriend before ** **?

Yeah, I’ve had them… but she’s the first one I’ve… you know.

Ok ok, so you don’t know what is the Karma Sutra?

Isn’t it some book about Yoga? Like they teach you the poses and everything.

This post is dedicated to ** **, who begged me to blog about the above situation (though I can’t understand why, for the life of me). Anyway, don’t worry girl, I’ll be coming to your rescue and sending you the Karma Sutra soon k? Happy exploring! :)

So busy that we nearly missed our ninth celebration… but last Friday more than made up for it. ;)

Lately we’ve both had to do our own things on our own time A LOT, but we know we’re in our hearts and minds in all and every moment.

3 more months… and it would be a year. So much more to do, such a long way still to go.

I truly appreciate feeling your hand in mine. Here’s to thank you, my love, and here’s to us. :)

They came to visit again…

- I can no longer be bothered about YOUR insecurities regarding MY body (how wrong is that???).

- Before you were dating, your dad told you what to do. Then you had a boyfriend and he told you what to do. And then you got married, and your husband told you what to do.

So… when are you going to start telling yourself what to do, and start living your own life, instead of always being told what to do?

Am pretty sure I could fit them both in, somewhere.

Yes, I have been doing it.

Yes, I am sorry.

Yes, I keep saying that.

Yes, I should be writing more on my blog.

Hopefully, by the end of this year, I will make more time and have less restrictions.

Thank you all so much for staying tuned.

It is my principle that genericity will always be a no-go here, but life tends to get in the way and quality takes time to produce (just look at how Wong Kar Wai does his movies). :P

Ok ok, enough excuses. :) I’ll do what I can, when I can, ya? Muaks.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you. :)

Over the weekend with the girls in Central, they remarked that they most likely would clean out the whole of LV’s collections, Coach’s collections as well as visit Milan and Paris if they struck the lottery jackpot for 16.5 mil.

AND… most likely they wouldn’t marry their current beaus.

Me, of course, being the serious romantic and idealist that I am, quipped that I would still spend my life with Bb even if I had 16.5 mil.

Am I a bigger fool, or are they? One thing’s for sure - when the day comes that I’m earning millions, I’ll probably look back at this post and laugh, and nothing would probably matter that much at that time, anyway. :)

Oh, btw, what WOULDN’T I do with 16.5 million? ;)

I realise I am getting too serious these days.

Find funny thoughts! Say clever things! Do random acts!

Bleh. :P Grow some insanity? Certainly seems like me.

New Song By Lilly Allen

And thank you very much too.

I like how she says it in such a nice way. :P

The great will constantly create.

The rest can only imitate.

And ain’t that just too bad. ;)