Thursday, June 29, 2006

Little Daily Facts about Me #2

I love quotes. Love them more than novels, short stories and newspapers. Buy me a book of quotes and I can read them over and over again.. Fave one is as below...

"I do not have a psychiatrist and I do not want one, for the simple reason that if he listened to me long enough, he might become disturbed."

- James Thurber

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Little Daily Facts about ME

As a step to help myself and others understand me, I've decided to put in some "Little Daily Facts about ME" and here it goes...

I spend exactly 3 minutes brushing my teeth every morning and night.

I know cause the timer on my electric toothbrush tells me so.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Damm You Evil

I would like to fall into a deep sleep.. no dreams.. just peaceful sleep. Been having awful nights which turns into awful mornings, leading to awful days that end eventually with awful nights.

I feel like I have not slept in years. Seriously. YEARS.

Yesterday night, I had a nightmare about Solaris Administrators, which is a type of candidate. I was "up" all night because i could not find a suitable candidate. Woke up feeling pretty fucked up only to realise that my phone died again..

I officially declare that my phone as good as a toy phone.

It CANNOT be used! It shuts down ALL THE TIME! Like when I try to make a call or when people call me, when I try to send a msg or even just setting the alarm!! Why is everything around me flawed? Why cant they just do what they are supposed to do?

If you are a printer, PRINT!

If you are a phone, BE ONE!

Its so irritating. I think its time to get a new phone. I suspect that Nokia actually make phones less durable so that we consumers have to keep changing our phones to their "latest" models.

EVIL MONOPOLY CONSPIRACY

Despite what I say, I'll most prob get a Nokia phone again. *shrugs* I cannot be bothered to re-learn all the shortcuts and stuff.

EVIL MONOPOLY CONSPIRACY

My mind is brain-washed by the evil Nokia producers. I cannot use any other brands other than Nokia. I'm weak and vulnerable... *faints*

This sucks.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Did my back hurt your knife?

Spent the last weekend in depression. Spent most of my waking moments crying, yet again but I'm not too sure what was that all about. Cant pin point to any particular thing/incident that sparked off all the crying. *shrugs*


Maybe I'm just being emotional.

Haven been keeping up with friends much. Put myself as offline most of the time when I'm actually online. Screening my calls. Limiting myself a a very small group of friends. Small but safe group.

Been feeling utterly disgusted and disappointed with the human race in general. Cant explain why I feel that. Maybe its because I've seen so much cruelty in life that I think that there's is no hope for the human race?

Its not a healthy thought. I want to believe in the good in mankind too. But things that happened lately and how friends have reacted/responded have made me feel that one should really choose friends who are worth keeping.

Everytime when things gets hard and I feel like I cannot take another minute of it, I'll turn to friends who I believe knows me and will not judge me. However, despite my better judgement, there are friends who just disappoint me over and over again.

People like Kong, Desmond, Shaun and Kit.. I cannot help but feel that they do not really want me as a friend. For Kong, World Cup is more important that a friend who was close to suicide. Desmond cannot handle the complex issues. Shaun just disappears. Kit just wants to fuck me.


Like life has not fucked me enough already.

I've had enough of people telling me that they want to take away my pain. If one more person tells me that, I swear I'll scream and stuff socks in his mouth. Stop trying to rescue me like some hero or knight. It's not going to work because you'll want to leave once you get tired of being the hero. I've known too many people who tried but failed.

I'm sorry, people. Right now, I really need to be with people who cares for me. People like Em who really cares about how I feel. I want to be friends with you people and I'll willing to give everything I have. But you are not listening to me. You always make me feel like I'm nothing.

I cannot spend another moment being ignored cause I dunno what I will do. I've had enough of giving so much but only to realise that I'm standing out there ALONE.

I'm so sick and tired of all your excuses.
Leave me alone.


Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Please. I'm only human

Cannot see the light in the darkness.

Cannot stop this.

I'm losing control of everything.

Scary thoughts in my head.

Must stop them. Must not hurt myself again. Must stop crying.

Lies.

Don't come near me.

Its ok.

I have to be ok.

Please help me. Don't ignore me. Please.

Please find me.. Why cant you see me?

Need to stop this..

I'm only human.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Dysfunctional Family. There's no hope for the Human Race.

Just got back from visiting my mum at the hospital. Met Byran (Sister's fren.aka.long time family fren) and had a little chat with him about the current family situation. He told me that my sister is suffering from depression because her bf wanted to leave her and she wasn't happy with her job and what happened to mum and dad had a negative impact on her. He felt that she was in a very bad state and asked me if I could talk to her.

For those who are not familiar with my family situation, I am not on talking terms with the rest of the family. For most part of the day, I like to pretend I don't have one.

It's not that I'm really cold and unfeeling. Its not that I don't feel anything for them. Its not that I do not care about them at all. But there's only one me vs the 3 of them.

Me Vs 3 people

That is excluding work stuff, friends and other misc people.

I feel drained.

There's only so much I can help. If they do not want to help themselves, there's really nothing I can do or say. I tried helping Dad but he thinks I'm a whore. I cant take care of Mum cause she's too busy with her work. Sis is not open to the things I say because she is not receptive to my communication style.

Everyone has a problem.
But there's only one me.

Why cant they deal with it the healthy way normal people do, like eating, shopping, smoking or drinking?

Why do they have to choose the one addiction that is the most dangerous of all? Depression.

Depressed people like to be depressed. They like wallowing in self denial and pitying. They are happy being sad. Its difficult to yank people out of it. People suffering from depression has to WANT to change. It has to be something that comes from within. Like Dad and Sister who are too stubborn to listen to others, its very hard to make them change their minds. There's really no point saying anything or doing anything unless they WANT to change.

Everyone goes through depression in their lives. Its not a pleasant thing. I tried killing myself so many times that I've given up hope on dying. I'm not particularly keen on living but its so tiring trying to die all the time so I thought I might as well give life one last shot.

I dunno how long I can take everything. The other day, I got so fed up with things going wrong at work and at life, I cried at work. Me, crying at work! Can you believe that?

I'm such a disgrace to myself.
Showing emotions in public is NOT my thing.
I don't do crying scenes.

I let myself induldge in 5 minutes of crying before I decided that I cannot let these get me down. Nothing gets me down. Yes, and I mean every word that I say (or rather type).

True, there are times when I wished for a Knight in shining armour to sweep me off my feet and rescue me from all these. But in reality, don't you see how twisted this fairy tale is? *raise eyebrow*

A relationship has to be built on 2 people, both giving and taking. If one party takes all the time while the other gives, it is not going to last. Its true you must be able to depend on the person emtionally. But then again, there is only so much he/she can give emotionally. When drained, he/she will leave. That's the cruel truth. No one told me this and look what happened to all my relationships. They all ran away from me because I was emotionally needy and it drained them.

This is the reason why I'm so afraid of getting into a relationship.

Despite how tempting it is to run to the next most available guy to seek comfort in his arms/home/family, I stopped myself from doing that because I know I have nothing to give him in return. He cant depend on me emotionally because I'm maxed out, both at work and at home. I don't think I'll be a good gf.

According to some (by some I mean myself), I'm not an ideal candidate for a the position of GF for the few simple reasons below:

1) I do not come from a local Uni or some Ivy league Uni.
2) I do not have big boobs/pretty face/looooooong legs that stretches up to my neck.
3) My dad and mum are not a lawyer/doctor/civil servant/clerk etc.
4) My family history is too complicated.
5) Mental illnesses such as insanity and depression runs in the family genes, hence not good for reproduction.
6) I tend to be overly critical and too rational/logical.
7) I'm not the cutesy type. Kawaii is not a verb that is associate with me.
8) I take pride in being able to fight/talk/behave like a guy.
9) I have nothing to give.
10) I have nothing to give.

Because I have too much good sense in me, I chose the next better solution, which is to induldge myself in harmless flirtation with people whom I know are not looking for emotional comfort.

Hey, don't be too quick to judge. A gal has to eat too.

In fact, most of the guys I know are not capable/dependable enough to handle the complex situation I'm in.

For example, the other day when Mum was admitted to the hospital, I asked Desmond if he could acc me to the hospital because it was late and I didn't want to go alone. He couldn't handle it. He freaked out and has since avoided me. 5 days and counting. I'm not mad at him. He's just a little boy. His dick head capacity is most prob bigger than his other head.

Kong couldn't acc me because he HAD TO watch World Cup. Yes. That cup is more important than people ard you. That cup will cook and clean for you. That cup will help you in your career. That fucking cup will have sex with you and tell you how awesome you are in bed even thought you took longer than the entire game (plus injury time and penalty) to GET IT UP.

Yes, I have a problem with World Cup season.

It irritates the shit out of me because things are not getting done fast enough, my candidates have to watch WC and are unable to start work, my neighbours scream and shout late into the night. Fortunately for me and the rest of the females, it happens once every 4 years. So I only have to deal with it once every 4 years.

The person who set the 4 years cycle thing should be awarded a Nobel prize.
Guys are so unreliable.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Tonight

It hurts the most when after putting in so much, at the end of the day, I've come so far to find myself.. Standing out there Alone.

All I needed tonight was someone to hold my hand and tell me its going to be alright.
Nothing.
Tired of standing in the cold, waiting.
There's no true love.
Like snow in July.
Doesn't exist.


Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Penis Envy

Toilet Tactics: Choose the right urinal

http://www.flickr.com/photos/gigi_lala/166436367

Damm. I've always wanted to pee standing up.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

I Do

His hello was the end of her endings.
Her laugh was their first step down the aisle.
His hand would be hers to hold forever.
His forever was as simple as her smile.
He said she was what was missing
She said instantly she knew
She was a question to be answered
And his answer was "I do".

Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City.

Belle of Balls

I love the use the term "balls" quite loosely in my speech. In fact, it is one of my fave expressions that I use on a daily basis, along side with "Fuck", "Damm", "TMD", "TNND" etc.

It is so versatile!
For example, if someone challenges me to commit a daredevil act, I would say, "I don't have the balls for it." In some situations if the daredevil act is close to life-threatening, I would say, "I don't have the FUCKING BALLS for it."

There are also some other situations which require the use of the word "Balls" quite frequently. For instance, there are times when one has no choice but to lower himself/herself to do what one has to do.

The Balls-Carrying.

Usually, the person who carries his/her bosses balls are known as the "Balls-carrying bitch/bastard." Of course, we are not allowed to call them that straight in the face because it would be politically incorrect to do so. Hence, we stick to the good old fashion of gossiping behind their backs becase we pretty much know who they are in the office and know what they WILL DO to carry their bosses' balls.

Also, the extend of Balls-carrying may vary due to the different situations. When the situation is highly critical and threatens to endanger one's life/job/future/promotion, one may choose to do the UNMENTIONABLE.

The ULTIMATE Balls-sucking.

This activity, as compared to Balls-carrying, is a complex, highly dangerous activity and it requires long hours of practices and preparation. In order to master the Art of Balls-sucking, one must forget that one is a Human Being and lose all pride and any form of human decency. He/she must make their bosses feel as though they are the rulers of the Universe and being unreasonable is their God-given right. Yes, they'll most likely think that they have the right to demand for you to give them EVERYTHING, including your time, your social life and even your first born child!

I must say that it'll take years of training before one perfects the skills of Balls-sucking.

There are some other cases whereby the term "Balls" may to used to express one's anger. Times when one may feel soo pissed off and say things like "Damm, I feel like squeezing my balls". They are what I usually call a "Squeeze-Balls Situations" or aka S.B.S. And they are as follows:

1) Your ex gf/bf buys a new house/car and gets a new gf/bf, who in turn get to enjoy it ALL. The irritating part, the new gf/bf is BUTT-UGLY and don't deserve it at all. (but your ex definatelly deserves him/her because she/he is BUTT-UGLY. Cheers to that!)

2) The cute guy at work is not gay. (Hurray to that!) But he's not available either because he's going overseas to study/interested in someone else/cannot commit. Damm, I feel like squeezing my balls!

3) You see a car in an accident and you take down the number. You buy the 4D using the 4 digits. It comes out as the first prize. Then youAlign Centre realise, you lose the ticket/bought for wrong date/you only found out one year later that you won.

Above are just some of the "Squeeze-Balls Situations" that one may encounter during his/her life. However, we should all bear in mind that no matter how hard we would like to squeeze our balls, we should also look at the brighter side of life.

At least we still have balls.
Hurray to Balls!

Disclaimer:
This post was written when the blogger was in an unstable state of mind. Any resemblance or similarities to any person dead/alive is nothing but your own fuzzy imagination.

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Monday, June 05, 2006

Best of Craiglist

What can I say.. The best of Craiglist:

- 10 Reasons Why I Hate Being a Woman
- Why I'm giving myself a Vibrator for Christmas (Love this!)


Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Sometimes, it doesn't really matter.

As she leaned on the balcony, she looked up at the stars shining brightly in the clear sky. Suddenly, she felt him put his arms around her. He kissed her lightly on her shoulder. She turned and kissed him on his forehead. She felt the warmth of his breath at the back of her neck.

It was perfect.

"Will you stay with me?", she asked.

He nodded his head.

"Forever?", she stared at him, wide-eyed.

He smiled and hugged her tighter, so tight that she felt as though she couldn't breathe anymore.

Nothing really mattered at that moment.

He left at the first light of dawn.

It didn't matter. Or did it?


Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.

The Way We Were

Memories light the corner of my mind.
Misty water color memories
Of the way we were.

Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind,
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were.

Can it be that it was all so simple then,
Or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again,
Tell me?
Would we?
Could we?

Memories may be beautiful and yet,
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget.

So it's the laughter
We will remember,
Whenever we remember
The way we were;

The way we were.

Friday, June 02, 2006

Something to Smile About

Health check: Weak, tired and feeling quite ill..

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Was bored during the weekly meeting when I saw this little sentence on the side of the tissue box, which was sitting on the table..

"Something to Smile About."

Indeed, there are many things in life that we should smile about. Ice-cream on a hot sunny day..Balloons!! Blanket on a rainy day.. Cute shop assistants while shopping.. Flirty sms.. Corny jokes..

These are some of the things that will make me smile. I guess people need to find joy in the little things in life. If not, we'll all end up crazy. Esp when you really have nothing left.. Times when you feel like you are standing on a cliff, alone in the darkness, screaming but there's no one to hear you.

I try to keep myself happy. Happy thoughts highly encouraged. I've gotten very good at pretending nothing's wrong, so good that people around me believe I'm happy too. That's how I like things to be. I don't need people to pity/judge me just because there are things happening in my life that I cannot control.

Like the fact that my family members like to stand and cry at my door.

I don't know why. There are times when Dad, Mum and Sis like to stand and cry at my door. Do I look like a psychiatrist? Everytime, I'll open the door and stare blankly at them. I have no comforting words for them because I know they are not thinking logically and whatever I say would mean nothing to them. Unlike them, I don't have the habit to run and cry to people everytime something goes wrong. I'm not proud of this fact. I know this makes me emotionally detached from people. I'll try to do something about it.

*tIng shrugs.*

If I don't try to keep myself happy, I don't know if I'll be able to survive this. Oh, by the way, I just realised that I can declare insanity and claim up to $200,000 from my insurance policy.
Now, that is something thats worth a thought.

Haha.. I can definately prove that insanity runs in the family. Just look at my Grandma, Dad, Mum and Sister. Living prove of my family's history of mental illness.

Like what they say, its all in the genes.

I'm very sure that we are not suitable candidates for sperm/egg doners based on that fact. I wonder how much do sperm/egg doners get? Hmmm.. I know males dogs get about $300 each time cause my Sis was so broke that she thot of pimping my dog. But how much do humans get?
I'll feel very sorry for the guy if he gets less than $300 for his sperm. *tsk tsk*

Then again, Men are cheap bastards anyway.. *shrugs*

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Still very upset with Shaun. I feel sorry that I've to cut him off and out of my life. I thought he was my friend. A friend that would understand me and someone I could talk to. But I think its all in my mind only. I'm the only one who is in this friendship. He doesn't bother to call/msg me. He didn't show up on my birthday, twice.

The sense of betrayal is too much to me.
I've decided to let go of this friendship.

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Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.