URGE TO KISS

i’ve learnt my lesson. never again will i drink a drop of alcohol without filling up my stomach. its like pouring acid into a shot glass and downing that in a moment of stupidity. work is getting tiring. but there are the nice people there who make things a tad better. prolly the reason why im still working there. alright. nothing interesting lately. i have this sudden urge to study. like. really study. sit down with my books and spend some quality time with them (have not done so in awhile). yet im always too lazy to turn my brain on. the irony.

i am too lazy to unpack my stuff. PLUS i forgot my telly control. now. i have no telly to watch. tell me about it. (i desperately neeeeed my telly) damn!!

on a side note. i realised a very very common trait in drunk males. they tend to have this urge to want to kiss any girl they see. in general.

male = perverted mindless little thing thinks about sex every 2 hours
drunk male = horny perverted brainless creature that has strong urge to kiss random strangers

seriously. you guys should keep your horny lips to yourselves when you’re drunk. and not go around randomly kissing any mary jane or lizzy you happen to walk by (or in some cases, stumble). i think im so brilliant. oh yes. (:

im putting on weight. which is. GROSSLY unsexy. eeeewwww. I need to lose the weight, and fast. before my clothes are unwearable. ): oh my.

THOUGHTS

was i supposed to know
what should i have known
this game it seems we’re all playing
the rules this game holds
you dont ever use a punctuation
leaving words unsaid
the said untrue
its not about romantic “i love you“s
or asking for my hand in marriage
just something really simple
dont you get it now
it seems like we think differently
total opposites
both could have been testing waters
cold and uninviting
it has seemed
we now stand at a crossroad
turn in different ways
maybe just maybe
we’ll meet again someday
till then dont forget my lips
or how i looked tonight
how you held on to my hands
how we felt so right

PICTURES THAT PAINT A THOUSAND WORDS


There isnt anything worth me blogging about at the moment. Or at least i dont see a need to do so right now. hum. oh wells. some photos to share. (:

RANDOMOUS

Im bored. Its 8.30 in the morning and im STILL up. Blog away i shall. HAHA. oh and a little joke to share. was having a conversation with a certain someone on friday night (infact, saturday morning).

ME: were you hurt by someone you loved alot in the past?

GUY: yes i was..

ME: what did she do? (random thoughts going through my mind)

GUY: she didnt tell me the right hole to poke. (completely straight faced)

ME: (burst out laughing) OMG OMG OMG. fuck.

end.

he answered me almost without having to think. i just cant help but blog about it. anyway. work is starting to get boring. sigh. people are getting un-interesting. on the other hand. there are some pretty interesting people too. okay. im starting to contradict myself. bite me. (figure of speach)

imagine if love was a game that came packaged in a box sold at shopping malls.

LATEST GAME: ‘the game of love’

play or be played, thats the game. choose your character and start the dice rolling. get through all the stages in this game to unlock the mystery behind this ’sacred’ word.

IM SO TIRED BUT I CANT SLEEP. this is killing me. and i have to work tonight. urgh. alright. enough of my rants. im gonna keep my ds company now. (:

LETS PLAY A GAME?

i’ve started working again. dont ask why. singapore is getting VERY VERY expensive. (i do admit im a shopaholic to a certain extend) anyway. im currently working at this place thats pretty interesting. (okay. so alot of places infested with humans are bound to be a little interesting)

since i’ve written on cheesy pick up lines in a previous post, this one is close. so i was working as per normal. (it was my second day at work) and i was running about doing what im paid for. duh. i serve drinks. yes. im a waitress. *GRIN. HAHA. okay. and there was this guy. introduced to me by a fellow babe during my virgin day at work. (for all those idiots out there who dont understand what i meant by ‘virgin day’. it means FIRST day at work. nothing sexual.) he amused me.

this is how the converstion went:

GUY: lets play game (with his fellow buddies grinning and crowding around)

ME: uhh.. okay. (all smiles and polite)

GUY: (hesitates a little) its called fill in the numbers

ME: oh. (still very clueless) okay. sure. what numbers? how?

GUY: (gives me the “omg. she’s an idiot” look) you fill in your handphone numbers.

ME: what?! my numbers? (still half an idiot and in shock) oh…okay.

GUY: (watches me ‘play’ the game, which i did *grin) now its my turn..

ME: okay okay (very very very amused and out of shock)

GUY: i’ll use my phone and give you call. (proceeds to do so)

ME: OHHHHHHHHH. (finally getting the rules of the game)

END

now. cheesy pick up lines are so not interesting anymore. infact, this game will prolly get you the number that you want. (: i think this guy is close to being brilliant. he is only close to being brilliant because at the end of the night. he was giving his contact to another waitress. well. points are obviously deducted. he was a 7 before and 4 after. *GRIN. that was my little tip. have fun guys.