every now and then

domestic men

simply amazing. in short. yes amazing

nothing to do

a complete bore. energy wastage on pure nothing-ness

beluga

sexually deprived. hysterical laughs

my car

betsy. aged, reliable, sensitive and pretty cute

malaysian politics

a total ridicule. needs more brain

writing

satisfying. a good way to channel bad energies

weekends

catch up on sleep. drinks and more drinks

natural body odour

something to look out for in the mornings

punishment

can be entertaining. pure torture

intelligence

one word. sexy

bedrock

slow. hence the name

stillettos

invitingly sexy. not practical

pain and misery

laughter to some

life

New York minute. beautiful

god

works in a very funny way

yes, confusing. this is just my rantings towards whatever random things that came to mind. i am not bored. just taking a few minutes off work.

and.. crawling back to work. beauty..

sex bitching

Women talks about sex more than men. Don’t go all ‘oooooooo nooo’. It’s a FACT.

Men don’t go around and talk about their sex life to each other unless they’re real assholes, they don’t go comparing sizes like how we women do. You know you do, don’t lie.

For women: I’m sure you know your closest friends, mothers’ and sisters’ bra sizes or the sizes of the ahemmm of the men they have ‘encountered’.

For men: I’m sure you’ve been friends with this dude since the day you can share a cigarette together and you still don’t know how long or big is his ahemmm. Well unless, u know.. They’re queer. Or their girlfriends dirty kinky secrets in the bedroom, unless you’re a real asshole.

Women, good or bad, nice or naughty, somehow or another, we talk. Oh believe me guys, your girl’s bestfriend, she knows. Whatever that is..

What puzzles me is, why is that women talks about sex more than men? The way I see it, men are the more perverted and horny creature than women. So has the table turns because it’s the new century or it has been like this since the day Adam and Eve did it?

Or is it just the whole I’m a women and what I do I bitch. Good or bad I bitch. Really..

And why was I excluded from this fact and feels guilty about sharing my stories with the girls or even boys for that matter for the past 23 years?

Yes what you’ve been reading for the past 2 or 3 minutes is confusing.

I will do more research on this and will get back to this issue as soon as my gatherings are decent enough to be presented.

And I will present it in a way that is not too confusing for you to comprehend, or at least I’ll try..

Hello to you too..

comprehend my complexity

It's been a month since I started my new job. My experiences were only events and content for TV but to switch to an online portal is a big challenge for me (before I don't even know how to even take screen shots, yup no joke). Computer and technology is not my thing, even now I still prefer to write on a piece of paper rather than typing it out on my PC. I feel that I can write better with a pen and paper.

I'm an old fashioned girl in some way...

I love my new working environment and my new family here at MSN Malaysia. Everyone seems so calm and together (oh it gets crazy at times). Naturally I fit in well although I get a lot of teasing for my lack of computer skills. I'm not ashamed of it, I just wasn't interested before. It still doesn’t interest me now but I just have to.

Much has changed since I said good bye to 2009...

I found a new love in the old one. My mum is a lot happier these days with her new promotion and raise. My sister left to Romania which brought us closer in a way. I'm a lot happier with myself now. There are things that I want and I got it and I couldn’t be more grateful for it.

I want it and I want it all...

I also realized that I’ve taken too many things for granted and I don’t ever want to go there again. Life is so short and too short for me to live it wrongly. There are only one way to live life, to the fullest. I want everything and I want it all, and I want it all fast. My justification towards life and how I live it might be different from yours but this is the way I see it right.