Me-Here-Now

What's in my mind? What's in your mind?

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1. Where are you: my rental apartment

2. Where-To today: Cyberport

3. What are you thinking now: kinda worry about my first working day in w

4. Your hair: wavy. In fact it's very very very time-consuming to keep it in good shape!! It takes me half an hour using the hair dryer to set curl... 

5. Your favorite food: chocolate, but that's more a sweet. So favourite food would be seafood risotto, sashimi, steak, roast..and..and..too many to list
6. Your favorite drink:Iced Tea, coffee, Yakult and Coke, they're always in fringe

7. Your dream/goal: to be exactly where I'm meant to be, the hard part is figuring that out. 

8. What are your hobbies: social networking (facebook/msn/you-tube/blogger/flickr/Twitter/Vimeo...blah blah blah.I'm addicted, but who don't?) of cause i love

shopping, sun-bathing & swimming, movies, magazine, express cooking, joyriding...again too many to list

9. What is your fear: the unpleasantness
10. Where do you want to be in 10 years: happy and successful, get married give birth being promoted round the globe
11. Where were you last night: Girl's night out with my best friend
12. Something you are not: patient
13. Wish list items: tickets to Switzerland/ Italy

14. Last thing you did: finished a cup of Movenpick, swiss choco favour
15. Your TV: Samantha Browns Great Weekends- Discovery T&L
16. Your pets: Two long haired guinea pigs. They're so much like moving wigs!!! 

17. Your friends: Are a mixed bunch of creatives, shop-owners, musicians, and other wonderfully life enriching people.
18. Your favorite store: HMV- there i can find good movies and music, my life essentials. Coffee Shop- let's lean on the sofa and read some gossip magazines with a cup of cappuccino!
19. Things that you feel regret: Never success to save up, ever

20. Something you want to tell someone but you didn't: 

To mum: sorry for being rude all the time on the phone

To dad: sorry I didn't come back to visit over a month or even drop you a call, there are no worse daughter than me.

To Bennett: I know I'm very immature in some way, I'm sorry. And I know you've tried hard to be a better one, with my appreciation yet i didn't show you.

21. What's next: Work hard/ Future Planning

Sun lounger in Braemar Hill Mansions

I am overcooked. Too tanned.
  
It was a sunny Sunday. We chose to embrace the sun once again like the other day we did. Instead of going joyride, we took a much lazier way that it is mere a 2 mins walk from the apartment to the pool.

There was nobody when i got there. Great! So I straightly dived in and swam for a lap. Breathe in, head down, breathe out, head up. Back and forth, back and forth.
Backed to the sun lounger, took a nap. 10mins later, turned around. I felt like as if i was a pancake on a frying pan. Haha...

Man's reading, woman's putting on sunblock, kid's running and shouting with glee, father's teaching son, bro's shooting each other with their water-gun, lifeguard's scanning for hotties.

Watching people. Drinking lemonade. Listening to ipod. Doing whatever i want to.
I am relaxed. I feel good. I love Sunday. Sunny one.
Cheers!

Good Days

Joyriding

the shining sun

the blue sky

the soft marshmallow cloud

the mist

the sparkling wide ocean

the gentle sea breeze

the panorama

the overcrowded cityscape

the refreshing greenery

the sailing boats

the enchanting horizon

the soothing silence

the scenic mount drive

the magic moment

the smiling face

the pleasantness

the kisses

the good weekend

Be open to whatever come next

Sorry for the overflow of blue lately. I've been rather unwell and had a gazillion amount of negative energy crushing me down. Feeling insecure. Wandering aimlessly. Drawing into strife. Losing faith. Counting the days. I'm not sure it's going to settle down anytime soon. Currently the future scare the shit out of me. But I'm trying to move forward bravely. 

May God bless me, amen.

Bad-tempered

Your bad temper piss me off, again.

Sometimes i just can't tell how far apart we've drifted. You may not feel the distance. You may not know you are pulling me away, inch by inch.

It's really hard to stand a hothead like you.

I am surly, too. I admit that.

Trying not to mad at you, trying not to counter a fight, trying not to make things worse. I choose to keep my mouth shut and turn my back.

I'm not gonna tell you how i feel and I'm not gonna explain, because, it surely won't help to relief anything whilst you're still striking your steering wheel, yelling out loudly asking what the hell was happening.

Sometimes, i just want to shoot a bullet right into your head.

I prefer the silence.

So i can keep from going insane.

You ask me to shut up. You ask me to do what you ask me to. You ask me to ignore your madness. You ask me to tell you what's wrong. You ask for an answer.


There is no answer.

Yet, there is only one question left in my mind

'Can i be treated gently?'