Says Emerson,

I won't succeed. Winning the affection of children is like catching Momo monster with my vacuum cleaner.

Bob's wisdom

With lots of weed comes great wisdom, apparently. I like, LIKE this.

Says Homer Simpson;

Just because I don't care

doesn't mean

I don't understand.

Growing up

Before you can grow up, you must fall in love 3 times.

Once you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more.

Once you must fall in love with someone you believe to be perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as any less than you deserve.

And once you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be.

And when you’re through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones you need most.

But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each person that experiences it. And you will learn to respect each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone only wants to be loved.

- Unknown

Read this on Zoe's and wanted to share :) Anyway, I'm really loving school and all the new people I met. It's like, we have the same taste in music (though I haven't found anyone who loves Mariah Carey like i do)! And we can yak on and on about movies, cry together while watching "UP" and best of all, we're gonna be learning so much together and from each other! Let's make the best out of everything. And have fun along the way.

Omg cannot believe I have to work tomorrow :/ I can't not work though. Oh well.

This, functional? Dysfunctional

Lost my penchant for blogging. I lack opinions. I lack sarcasm and my entries are lacklustre.

I want to sneak out now. And do everything I'm not supposed to. Missing them rides past midnight with you people.

I know that school just started... but I'm already planning (or rather, daydreaming) my next holiday. This time with friends, hopefully. Redang? Phuket? Bali? Or let's scrimp and save... and tour Europe on a strict budget!

If I can't get anybody to come with, I'll go alone, get mugged and come back with lots of stories to tell.

Love how Europe has super long days in the summer. Like a spell that keeps you awake even when it's already late.

The thing I enjoy most about holidays is the feeling of falling asleep on an unknown bed, in a curious land.

Because waking up the next day is an experience all by itself.

I feel like there are no limits as to what can happen. Fall in love, break a leg, crash into a signpost, catch a falling star... absolutely anything! Like your soul is completely free and innocent, devoid of sins and earthly baggage. There I go again. Living in temporary highs.

Thinking about the rush I get, waking up in a different city has a very calming effect. Helps me get through nights like these... nights when I dearly miss every single thing I've lost.

The blackest night will fall and I will be gone like the sun. But in the darkness, you will find something more important than me. You will find yourself, deep in that ink. The sky will lift you up like the moon, to bring light to a landscape starved of it. And I will chase you and you will chase me, in the hope that one day we will find each other again.

And when that day comes, we will cast our light.

Together.

- pleasefindthis

Goodnight now.

Inside

Love is an angry scar
The pain of instruction
Love is a violation, a mutilation, capitulation,
Love is annihilation.

Love me like a virgin, love me like a courtesan,
Love me like a sinner, love me like a dying man.

Radiate me, subjugate me, incubate me, recreate me, demarcate me, educate me, punctuate me, evaluate me, conjugate me, impregnate me, designate me, humiliate me, segregate me, opiate me, calibrate me, replicate me.


P/S: Sting is as sexy as hell. I love Sting. I like men old, i guess. Look at his to-die-for stubble. I'd so love to brush my face against his. And have him brush his face against... ok nevermind stop it. He should be appreciated, NOW, before he goes ahead and performs a Michael Jackson (i.e drops dead)

Says Katharine Hepburn;

Plain women know more about men than beautiful ones do.

But what's the point of knowing more when the knowledge is more often painful than not?

Anyway, reading http://www.fmylife.com keeps me entertained and occupied. Check it out. My favourite entry ever:

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Life sure can be one big suck-fest.

The Quiet World

In an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more,
the government has decided to allot
each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it
to my ear without saying hello.
In the restaurant I point
at chicken noodle soup. I am
adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long
distance lover and proudly say
I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn't respond, I know
she's used up all her words
so I slowly whisper I love you,
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.

-- Jeffrey McDaniel

It's easier to write.

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it. Dare not say that a man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.

Wrote Captain Wentworth, in a letter to Anne Elliott (Persuasion, Jane Austen)

I need to occupy myself with a new project or something. Mmmm i think i smell good tonight.

moments like those

Monica: Look, I am not high maintenance. I am not. Chandler!

Chandler: You’re a little high maintenance.

Monica: Ahhh! You are on my list.

Chandler: I’m sorry. You’re not easy-going, but you’re passionate, and that’s good. And when you get upset about the little things, I think that I’m pretty good about making you feel better about that. And that’s good too. So, they can say that you’re high maintenance, but it’s okay, because I like … maintaining you.

(Season 6; The one with the Joke)

I want a Chandler. Is that too much to ask for? He's not even cute. But he could be real.

I had a great time today. But somehow, it did not end too good (getting sappy & sentimental). You take very good care of yourself okay Amirul. Don't let smelly bunk mates get you down. And Yanni is right - if not for YOU, the six/seven of us wouldn't be as close as we are today. You know what else? I think it started with F.R.I.E.N.D.S at your place after school... all those distant years ago.

Remember

When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.

For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost. When I'm feeling most ghost-like, it is your remembering me that helps remind me that I actually exist. When I'm feeling sad, it's my consolation. When I'm feeling happy, it's part of why I feel that way.

If you forget me, one of the ways I remember who I am will be gone. If you forget, part of who I am will be gone.

- Frederick Buechner (American author b. 1926)