Wedding Song PickEd! Whee!!

I wanted something out of the ordinary to sing at my cousin’s wedding. I was chosen as her wedding singer. I was pretty delighted to play a part in making the best of her wonderful day with the song i chose to sing. And of course I can’t deny the nervousness that send chills down my brains and spines. For a few months I have been looking around and weighing songs that would inspire and capture my heart. Nothing much rang to my ears alluringly. There was always that song, “from this moment’ that always came across to me as one of the most well meaning song for a wedding. But than again, Its something that I knew is pretty common and everyone has done it before. To bring about a new taste of exposure is more alluring to my spirit than just something that I find well meaning. If I don’t sing it with my heart. How do I ever expect some other person to feel it.I was practicing the song ‘from this moment’ by Shania twain for a while. I love the song but however the whole fact that its pretty cliché cause the freshness of bringing something about to lose its touch for me personally.

Than came one morning, when I just felt like some Josh Groban. And I remembered this song but never listened intently. And this morning I decided to tune it up. And I was mesmerize. Got a few friends to listen in with me and all of them think its really nice. Infact, both of them have never really come across the song. And That brings a smile on my face. To know that I am bringing about a certain freshness and newness and probbies uniqueness to someone’s wedding wHeee!

So I guess for now, its practice and seeing if I can swing it. I hope so seriously. Its such a pretty song. And I felt like I am gonna own it just for the wedding. Lets hope it aites! Hee!

I had a marvelous Friday night guys! Met up with a couple of friends. Made a new friend.:P The company really makes you I realize. It was a beautiful moment where I don’t even need to think! I just be me! It was wowed! And I personally think I made my own day as they made mine. Vice versa! I am so looking forward to spreading my wings wider and fly! I am excited! Feels like I have found myself in a long time. I hope to see this last. And I choose to believe it will.

*Big smiles*

Alrighty People! Have a good weekend!

*Hugz*

Light Of The Day

My morning was coloured by a cute little boy who crossed my path today. Its amazing what kids carry with them to draw smiles and release splashes of bright colours on adults who sometimes forget to greet the morning sun. And this kid was one special joy who splashes beautiful bright colours to paint my sky. Hahaha..He is such a cutie. His little self, smile, cheekyness and little voice appealed to me. He was counting the cars as we pass by. He was playing the eye game with me that I played with little toddlers. I wanted to break into a chuckle. Lol. Just their little cute nature draws my hearts sometimes. Its just something really simple that kicked start my day with a light. This little kid with his handsome little sunshine smile. His mum was really nice and beautiful as well. : )



Little bright colours
Came splashing my ways
It did not only happen today
It happened many other days
Hoping to steal my gaze
I just looked away
And today I caught its rays
Little bright colours met me today.
Yay! Lol..hehehehe..:P

I kissed Mr sunshine today!

Fragments Of Grace

There are moments when I just want to sweep away all my yesterdays’ and move on to a brand new page or day. Like I so can’t wait! Its not as easy as I put it across yet its possible. Its just a matter of not waiting for the thing to happen but me taking the step to make it happen. And things are happening for me. So that’s a good change. I am impatient. I prefer to do a higher jump and reach faster than I should. But haha. Thank God for having a way to just put me in my place at times.

An interesting thought popped in my mind as I was laying on my bed. The thought of how the past, present and future should never be the same. There should always be changes, new things etc. Something that remains the same without any humps or bums turns out to be wasted after a while I figured. We will just tend to feel a little frustrated I guess.

For once, I am quite happy to pat myself on the back for not allowing my whole world to revolve around me. It still does. I mean come on get real we can’t do it overnight. But lets just say I am swinging happier now. WHHeeee! Lets do Monkey Swing!

When it comes to friends.I am interested to widen my social circle. No no..Its not because I want to get married and have regular sexual encounters. Its because I am missing new blood in my social circle. I’ve learned one thing. You’ve got to be increasing. Sometimes we get too comfortable in our present circle. We just lose sight of new people, oppurtunities and interests. Its like missing out a world of discovery of yourself and the world. I’ve been too guarded. I meet new people but I keep it real brief to the point of non-existent. Now I so wanna swing! !! Wheee..

I guess that’s enough for now..Too long and it becomes uninviting!

: )

Cheeries!

Girl Friends Who Can't Stand Ya HeaT!:/

I've got a question for the girls.

Have you got mates (usually females) Who are really happy about you putting on weight but turned really unhappy when you lose all the weight? I am starting to wonder if I am full of myself or is it just that people feel threatened by me. Don’t get me wrong. I am not trying to paint up myself to be some Drop dead Gorgeous Chica whose skirt swings heat around the streets. Nah-uh nothing like that. I just really am disturbed. That the people closest to you could actually feel threatened about you getting trimmer. They check on what you eat everyday to see if you are still on healthy eating and also they suddenly feel that they should go on a diet the moment they found out that you are active!

I guess at some point I probably shouldn’t give two hoots about this. Well I tried. Honest! I pushed my ‘ignorance’ button as hard as I can. But guess what its just disturbs me much cause as I press the ‘ignorance’ button the ‘Vibes’ button that detact all forms of negative energy just bounced my head and screams out.

I guess its ok if the mate is someone not so close. But someone real close to you and feeling threatened if you looked good. Is just sad to me. It upsets me and irritates me. Esp when they are Drop Dead Gorgeous. I don’t see a point in feeling like this. And honestly being hit by this kinda wind. I fear I will get defensive like them on how they should be crown ms wonderfulness and the rest Ms second runner ups. Pulllllllleze! Gimme a break will ya! I just wished they will trust my heart more than my upfront. Cause for one thing, I know I don’t snatch people’s bf. And I know my limits when someone is attached. For real at least. There were two times when I experienced my gfs turning their bfs away from me. And I had no idea why. It upsets me. But being the good soul I am. I usually get over it after some time and still talk to them though I had no idea why their bfs turned icy! Cause honestly, I did not do anything! I can’t help but wonder if my mate was actually injecting some negative juices about me. Just So. Mister..will not want to talk to me. This is my speculation though cause I can’t find a reason as in to why someone would act like that when I know I never onced tried to be funny.

To cut the long story short, I met up with a mate recently and we kinda talk about it. After rolling it on my own. Gee..It felt like a new lease of air enveloping my soul! Phew! I asked her if I am full of myself by thinking this way. And she being my mate for GOD-Knows-How-Long told me no way.. And she said about how she experienced the same stuff with her sista. Sister gets plenty happy when she hits the pounds and gets plenty angry when she lost the load off her bums. Lol! Sides, my mate is prettilicious! So yeah. It seems her sister went though that with a certain mate of hers who exhibits the same thing.

My concluding line: Its sad to me why they act like that. If they are just someone from a far unable to handle my heat than I could understand. But someone real close to you, really really close. It gets hard honestly. And it hurts and does makes me angry. And sometimes I do wish its easy for me to just speak my mind and ask her whats up with her nuts. Yet again, I did wonder if I was feeling too much. Sucks!

The ingenuiness of the person shows as they look at you from afar. Approaching her. She saw me and her eyes flavoured an expression that hurt me somehow. The tone change, attitude change. I wish they would just be happy for us but than again, they prefer flowing with the insecuirites of their heart rather than the friend who will stand no matter what. Sometimes I wish they would clarify. Yet some things are better left unsound than sound. Puzzled mind.:)

Breaking Free?

The jingles of the heart rings in laughter within me. The joy of seeing him take action and try getting close to me teased my heart cheekly. Yet all this cheekyness of mine is kept in silent and never spoken to him outward.

Each time he tries to reach me, I can’t help but smile seriously. Each time he tried to see me, I can’t help but act that it doesn’t matter. Yet after that little moments, I wake up from a trance as if I was suddenly transported. Transported to a cloud nearby. Floating above the sky. My face filled with goofy smiles as if I have been struck. Lol.. Unforgettable face and movement of his running through my mind. Such a handsome guy. To my eyes. Hahahaha..Little did he know the little giggles that I am keeping hidden inside.

Each time he tried to reach me I just held onto my seatbelt tighter. Each time he tried to unhook the seatbelt off me. I just cringe in fear. For some reason, I wantedto disappear yet at the same time let him take me in his arms. Yet I sat there watching him like it did not matter. Talked to him when he talked to me. Laughed with him and smiled at him as he urged my all. What a great challenge. To let someone unhooked the seatbelt that I am holding onto so tight. The thing about me, is I can’t let myself go to anyone with just a hint of like, feelings or cupids lovedust floating around. To me, love goes beyond just what meets the eye. Yet it plays apart. But yet I wonder if that is just an excuse to keep my seatbelt buckled up. My comfort zone. It made a very big difference when he finally stepped up and took my hand to ask. That was a moment that left me dumbstruck. Haha..I was surprise.

Now its my call if I take on the opportunity or put my head before my heart. Looks like that’s what I am doing right now.

There were times I wished I can enjoy the moment many times. He is such a sweetheart. Despite being the attractive individual to my eyes. The beauty of it all, was how something more than his cute face caught me the first time. Hahaha..nights that you never thought could spark something up. Opened a door up. I never thought he would take a step closer and take a chance. Hahahaha..wowed!

I am at glee within my heart yet in front, its like he is just another guy. It’s a loss having that kinda attitude instead of opening up. Hahahaha.. The fear of risking my heart into nothingness that could possibly be something called wonderfulness. Isn’t that how we lost great potentials. When we decide to give in to fear than courage that could reward much further.

I say..Give it a shot. Hmm…


The only way to know if we can swing it right.

May she allow her wings to be discovered.
May she finally come out of that shell to see the sunshine
May she finally step up and give herself a chance to risk her heart
May she finally see something that goes beyond start.

I have the torch in my hand but yet I have been putting it face down. May I finally put it up. Its a struggle somewhat.

R.I.P

What label would suit ‘the past’ the best? I would say the word, “The departed’. Reason being, there is no way for the departed to find a route to return. There is no way to return. Once dead, they are buried 6 feet or more underground left to rot and vanish deep into the ground. The best way to treat ‘a past’ is to treat it as the departed or we will keep thinking of ways to bring a past back in the future and the present with our what ifs or whatsoever. So there u go, the word, “the departed” seems to form up some strength to speak a message that there is no way the dead can return once dead. So there it goes, To rest in peace and never awaken. Six feet underground to the point of its non-existent it shall made to be. No more hope in its return. No more hope to its existence. And no more questions to its happenings. Memories tugged away in the dark never an opportunity to breathe a gain nor see light. R.I.P.

Its hard for one to come to exception but yet this seems to be the only way out at times. To treat what has gone as departed, cry, mourn , scream and find a way out. Perhaps.

Its Up to Us.

Someday I will Understand

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Some things goes beyond our own comprehension.:)

Moments when questions taunt us , haunt us and bug us. The demand to reason with life evoke us. But yet at times, the answer just seem to be unfound. And today Irealize, If not now. Someday I will understand why. And somehow I believe that very much though I can’t deny the demand to reason still bug me much. I rest my mind for a twinkle while. And i know i will have my answer when its time. Just some mysteries that life keeps from us. Some better left unknown cause our small minds can never understand why. And some will come when its time. And some will not matter to us as time pass. Someday i will undestand why. Or maybe i do understand why but can't bring myself to accept its plight. The hysterics of a human mind! How can we expect to know something when deep in our mind we have already craft out what we want. When the mind is settled most of us won't receive the straight answer given to us. We tend to want to hear what we want to hear instead of the hard truth that often proves to serve a better way,future and life.

Cheers!

My Present Indulgence

If given a chance to play with, I would choose chocolate. At least for this moment to satisfy my craving. I will indulge in you with the total savoury of my very present indulgence. If not you than just me an my present indulgence. Let me be. Drinking in the brown equipment of irresistible savoury calling my lips from afar. Turning on my taste buds with its alluring originality and wonderful sight. I can’t just sit here and hold my hands behind. I am letting myself loose and allowing myself to indulge. Nothing but that wonderful brown equipment made just for me tonight and the days of cravings to come. My sweet savory chocolates melting freely in my mouth and feeling the warmth of my tongue. Taste me as I taste you would be my cry! LOL! I love ya chocolate. Now I am gonna shop for you tonight and make u mine! Yum! Hmmm..mmm..mmm…Feel the warmth of my tongue! Do not deprive me of your touch. Meow! Hahaha..

Chocolates! Here i come...! Yum!

Have a hot sexy savory weekend everyone!

BREEZE

I was trying to reach you
But now I got little grasps of you
I am walking you
And now I want to get hold
For more of You
Cause I love the feeling
Of letting my hair down
And you blowing it through.
You taught me to take it easy
To bloom through the little rocky roads

That I was rolled into.
I am happy to see things accomplish
As I put myself to work it through
The little rocks picked up along the road meeting a smoother finish.
After this accomplishment meets
A new rocky road to deal with
But the beauty is how You come inbetween and taught me to live.

The breeze that blows through my hair
Reminding me its possible living through failures,dissapointments, heart breaks and possibly problems.

Cheers!

Bitter Truth Serves Good

Corrections
Never sweet to our taste
Test the pride of our days
Evoke defenses of denial in your face
At the end of the day
Mistakes are mistakes
And Corrections comes after next.
If up to us if we want to make it
Good or bad
At the end of the day
We are at stake.

What say? No one really fancy being corrected. Be it in our face or indirectly. I guess most would say I would rather they say it to my face. But when it happens for real, we honestly can’t handle it. It feels like our ego has been confronted and commanded to listen up the best way. Yet rebellion sticks in and refuse to admit our mistakes. How ironic, the human race.

We know we are wrong. We know we have been playing punk but yet when correction starts to face up. We just find it hard to grasp it and realise that its not the end of the world just cause someone said something against us. Furthermore, I personally feel its better that the person come up than sue ya bum from behind.

The returns,

For a minute he was taken a back. Tried to defend himself. Known in his mind that his tracks has been uncovered but yet the frustration of ongoings pasts test his pride. He wasn’t as easy as the last time when he was receptive to advice. Now he is a totally different guy. He comes to his own rescue by defending himself in denial of the mistakes done. Only to fall deeper into his own pride. He fooled himself by saving his pride. If only he chose to put it down for a while and look into himself for a while. He would see how he has done himself a big favour instead of denying his mistakes and receiving the corrections. We all learn as we tread. And some take a longer time. One of the best lessons in life is being humbled. The best essence to the contribution of a better heart and character.

Due to work commitments, I may not be around your blogs as much. Will try catch up.

Cheers

Dancing In The Rain

The caresses of love overwhelmes my soul today. The tender thoughts of rain raining down on me captured me with glee. The evidence of its dampness penertrating through my white coloured blouse wraps my body irresistibly, The joy and smile on my face as I look up the sky grabs me. I love the rain. And if there were moments when I desired something to do with the rain its getting intimate with it. It speaks pretty to me. It speaks beauty to me. And it speaks Abundance to me. The overflowing liquid trickling down upon me. Wrapping me and touching every inch of my body. It’s a relationship I can’t resist. A relationship I won’t resist. It keeps me wanting. A rainbow shows up after it. It’s a promise. A promise I keep. I feel irresistibly drawn by it today. The feel of refreshingness it gives. Irresistible to me. It’s a positive feeling that activates the beats of my feet to dancing. I am at glee with smiles and laugh wrapping me. I am excited to dance in it, swing around it and finally kiss in it. Hahha..The rain wraps me.

Kisses & dreams.

Getting Hold of My Paintbrush

I read into things too much for my own good I feel. There were moments I wished I could lay back my head for a while and take a moment to breathe in the beautiful things around me instead of the weights of the world. For some reason, I do not know why is it so hard. And this song is like a friend that is telling me what I have been missing much. It comforts me. I would like to share it with you. Perhaps, it might encourage you too. *smiles*

A smile matters so much. And a genuine one begins from smiling to oneself before sharing it with the rest. It begins with us to colour our world with beautiful laughs instead of focus on our grey ones.

I am looking for the colours of the winds to paint my grey weather right now. There has to be something more than this. And I will not settle for nothing. Perhaps I should just paint more colours in the grey corners of my world to sing a better tune. A little confession. I just know that this is not how living life is meant to be. Always sad and blue. There is something more than this. And I believe it and desire to claim it. I should stop focusing too much on the grey areas and start smiling down on the beautiful areas.

There is something about me you should know. I am aware of the facts, the solutions, the reasons and consequences. But I am just here not moving forward. Perhaps my impatience is causing me to make that statement about my movement. There are a few changes that I m have started within this life of mine. And I have to say to keep at its consistency is a great challenge. But one thing.It Is Worth it. It builts character. There are many areas in my life that I am tempted to touch but yet sometimes taking one step at a time is clearly a better start. But yet I am in a rush. And rushing before my time makes me frustrated. I should learn the art of letting my hair down recognizing that grey matters should never be the surface of my life and heart.

My Prayer These Days: God, Let my 'DOs' sound louder than my knowledge and solutions.Its my desire.

How to start with colours? Thats a question.

Check out the lyrics of the song, colours of the wind on the right.;)


Colors Of The Wind Lyrics

Colour of the wind...

Hugz the world!

The World Of FoXes

As sly as a fox.

They enter into your territory with sweetness and go back with bitterness to turn your world into a rumble. Having something to talk a bout. Turning nothing into something. The world of foxes speaks the same language. Anyone speaking a different language is in their list of condemnation. They protect one another, care about their own brother but never the other that speaks a better value than their father.

People with sweet faces but a sneer of a fox hidden. Have you come across such people? Unfortunately we are living in a world where many play the games of a wolf dressed in sheep clothing . Once again it’s the fight for power or the evilness to throw down the throne of another or it could also be the simplest thing of just wanting to be accepted. It starts with the simple things where the sneering starts.

The fact is this people don’t turn foxes overnight. The environment, cliques, greed or even desperation to sing the same tune with their authority cause them to turn otherwise. A voice for their own bums and the bums for another. They care not who you are as long their bums are not on fire.

Fend for yourself darlz
But not the way they fend for theirs
It doesn’t make a difference if you
Swing the same way they do theirs

Just listen to your own heart
And you will know
That what goes around comes around
You will be justified as
Long as you put ya priorities right.
Sometimes you gotta check your own
Den before you point to theirs.



Your gotta be clean cause you might be sniffed for something possibly interesting.

Cheers!

Me, a Xena Wanna-Be

You can see through my fake smiles
I don’t hold it so well cause
It shows through my eyes
I just can’t make you happy
When I clearly am not feeling you
The way I would like to.
In short, I don’t like you
And I find it hard to pretend that I do
That’s when my face tells you a story
A story of how you test my all and make me
Just wanna grimace until you are gone


Isn’t this bad guys..? * pouts I just can’t pretend when people clearly gets on my nerves. Whatever happened to the tolerant and loving girl I know. I think I have been bitten pretty bad from past experiences that now all I wanna do is bite back. And somehow I find that very sad. Cause it makes me into this really ugly person inside. I personally feel that’s pretty unhealthy. You know like this person who pulls all her defenses up for fear that someone might just bite her bum. The strong faced individual. The woman who conquers and all that drama. But at the end of the day, looking within I realized that the beauty lies in being that individual who isn’t too hard faced and tough. And that’s just what I have turned into. Xena with all the drama. The difference is. I am just a fake Xena. It makes me unhappy being all defensive, sensitive all the time. Every little thing seems to activate my ‘snap’ button that challenges me to go Snappety snap snap! Not healthy at all sweethearts. Worse still, you tend to be really unhappy with people when at times, all you need is to shut up. I miss that whole beautiful person who lives within me. I miss ‘God’ in me.

There is also that statement that underlies within me on how missing something won’t produce anything. But doing something about it would. I am beginning to think…

To start doing something is an answer to it but to actually do something is a challenge that produce many good things. Yet often we ignore the very thing that we should be doing which in turn makes us fools to our own folly.

Vengence never pay good things. And I seem to be matching that very thing. How do I undo it? By spelling my words right and starting back at one. A new beginning.

I had a cousin once told me the importance of addressing a problem of the past instead of leaving it to fade away on its count. There is always a build up if something is not addressed fast. It will turn ya into a fake Xena or perhaps another drama that might match you up.

Now with my ending line. I will Overcome. And I am beginning at No. 1. God is involved.

Deep Waters

The strong is never always the strongest.
The weak is never always the weakest.
We see what each bring to our quarters
Yet when we search within there is a lot more
To the strongest and the weakest.

They could be the biggest disspointments

When they take the throne/label of the other.

The sky is the limit before they burst.

Conviction

Given over to the clichéness of the world. She lost her balance. Given over to the song of the 'popular' she allowed her mind to roll into delusion. Given over to the voice of deception she stripped herself naked. Given over to the voice of retribution. She stopped her tracks before she falls into destruction. Do you think she is able? Its not an easy challenge. But she will be more popular than what the world termed, “popular” The youths in corruption. Blind Folded. Not only a termed generation but the whole that makes up a world. Not one is innocent when twirled in a round of exposure. The Mind open and emotions curious. Savoury appears important only to promise destruction. Cautions sometimes speak louder yet temptation a better flavour.

Go figure.

Not everything we see is awesome.
It either kills or builds
There is always an underlying reason

Dark Irresistable Whispers

When whispers of the wind touches your ears. You hear a sweet melody that is indescribable. The sweet melody of touch that is a yearn. The sweet melody of lust that’s irresistible. To touch or not is a question. To rush or not is another challenge. At the end of the day you are responsible. It takes two to clap, connect and make love. Not one deserves the blame if anything goes haywire. He was innocent. And it just takes a moment for him to discover. The irresistible touch of a woman could send him up to heaven. The Rhapsody of having two bodies entangled with pure alluring sensation. The various creation in positions and the various sensations that runs through the private angles.The mouth starts to water when you know its physical. You want it in your kingdom. You want it under your dominion. You want it according to your lustful desires. You want it to be sensational. Grasp my breath for a moment and do not give in until the right moment. I don’t want it to be unforgettable. Let it be irresistible. Irresistable to the point of dominion. At your dominion it is and mine when it feels. It takes two to be rythmnic.We will take turns when the sensation is at peak.

After the beats of the winds and the rush of roaring feelings.. She whispers, “ Let not go to a place too near”

He stopped and broke into a grin.

He proved himself to be, a Man Worth It. Though in adjustment.

Spelling "C-H-E-E-K-Y" Out Loud

A, The new kid on the block felt like he owed me an explanation on ‘why he is going home early.’ Lol! So ok I was like awwww..you poor thing and I can’t help but feel flattered for a fact that he bothered to explain to me when I don’t even think its necessary. Was pretty engrossed in my work when he came passing by with a puppy dog 'I’ve- been-Bugged' face. You could not help when someone is trying to catch ya attention. So I looked up and there u go, Mr A, started on the explanation. My reaction: the Awwww…..U poor thing..'Stupid-Naughty- Smack-Spank-The-Bug' who infected u drama, So he went home and I giggled secretly about his expression. Like pousty whiny mummy wink. I am not gonna deny it. It does feel good. At least I care to admit it. ;)

Today came, A is back at work. Never really took a look at him. I did that purposefully. My confession: I find a thrill in not letting him know I actually noticed him. And that does not mean I have a thing for him. Its just pure I ndulgence. Than again, U-Juzt-Neva- know!

So neways, Mr A baq at work passed by my desk again. Clearly looking and waiting for me to look his way. And you know how he did that this time? He came sniffing really loudly. Lol! And poor me, I have been bugged by the ‘flu monster’ and is clearly sniffing as well. So we were doing a musical ‘sniff’ lol! And still I kept my eyes right at work. Though I jolly well noticed him swinging. Its all drama really. Hehehe. I guess later I am just gonna ask how is he doing! Ya know let the string loose a little.. ;) Hehe..

There is just something about not giving what they want. They just crawl back for more and sometimes would do the stupidest things just so you would swing their way at least once. Ya know how is it. I’ve been on both sides of the coin. And hahaha its thrilling I must say esp when you have the upper hand. We do have no idea on how silly we look whimpering at times. Such things called mind games perhaps? And also a note of advice. Don’t hold onto the 'hard-to-get' string for too long if u really want something to spring. See when a trick gets old it loses its balance. Playing hard to get for a while is a turn on. But for too long. Baby boo!! The potential will just start to move on. lol!

So I feel like 'Its MeN's Day' today. Another shot! Shall we?

I’ve been having this preferences thing going on though there hasn’t been a conclusion of any sort. I somehow think that older men is a better option. Older men meaning those that are probably slightly older. Say 29,30 and above. They are more matured and are better at treating their woman right. Of course, this applies toindividuals. I mean there are those who are possessive monsters. And also so we’ve heard. Old men just taste better as they age. Just like old wine. Don’t get too old though. Unless of course you are a gold digger. I don’t dig that so yeah.wat-eva. They are nice, treats ya well and are caring. Sometimes it feel like big daddy is looking over. *smiles* oh well. Just an observation.

Mr. J asked me today if we could cuddle up and run away from work. Mr. J is older but a cutie!! Hot stuff really. Well Poor Mr. J has been sick for 3 days. Reason being he was purging. And yeah he noticed that I looked sick today and teased if we should elope from work. Honestly, cuddling sounds good. But I wouldn’t wanna get personal incase he really thinks we can cuddle for real. But the savoury thought was de-li-cious. I just told him, Lol! I really don’t mind J. I mean seriously! Running away sounds good. So yeah he could take it either way. I was just plain innocent. *blink! *blink! Hehehehe

Giggling like a crazy nut!

Alrighty guys just feeling abit ya know! Err…Flattered, sick,playful & perhaps Horny? lol.. Perhaps! Perhaps. Perhaps. Aites..take care all…

I lurrrrrrve da song! Come on say it wif me, "Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps?" lol

MwahZ!

VulnerAble

Met up with two beautiful individuals on two different days. All wrapped in positiveness yet preserved more towards the negativeness. I have to confess, that it is pretty much a draining experience despite the fundamentals. I am affected. On two whole days, I was affected. Its amazing how you still love them despite their imperfections. But yes, I did wish within me that they enjoyed the moment instead of talk about the things that angered them and question their person. Cause it in turn affected me and blew me out of proportion. They left with good feelings texting me what a great time they had and how I had been a wonderful listener. Little did they know that I felt a big bang. I was upset cause I was there.I loved the moment and their presence. But I hated how I was affected.

The whole world bleeds. Not one is left in perfection.Yet when we bleed, we tend to feel we deserve some attention. At the end of the day everyone do feel we deserve a definition. At times, its best kept silent. Talking about it could ease a little but brings you down abit lower. Not meant to be left as being ignorant. But some things are just not worth a listen and a relation. It depends on the situation.

AbunDance

Overflowing river without any resistance. Sensing the freedom that wraps around the season. I will not deny the luxurious treatment. Something that I have always wanted. Something I have always desired. My greatest freedom when I knew nothing else mattered. Except the reasons behind my existence. The reason behind my very own person.I feel like i've been loved. And its not just an adjustment but a final conclusion. Where i know i am settled. And Where abundance is evident. There is no need for words to sum up the ideas. It will speak for itself without any explantion.

I am confident.

Monday Blues Perks!

Rythmic blues playing in the background. Beautiful soft music embrace the atmosphere. I just want to sleep right now. The drawings of a Monday blue. I wouldn’t mind a lazy kiss in a cozy cold atmosphere on the bed right now. The touch of another human body in contact with urs is just amazing. Its as good as a sweater I must say. Sounds like a yummy thought lingering within this lazy mind of mine right now..Hmmm..Hmmm…Hmm..*yummy! Iif I got that chance right now. I could possibly stay in the bed till Monday pass. *smiles Fat hope ! haha!

Something I scribbled for myself this morning.

• 'A brand new day and week. Yesterday no more.'
  Cheeries!!

*My weekend has been eventful and awesome as usual. The best thing this weekend is time spent with family.:D They matter to me. And I realise how each one deserve my attention surely. I’ve got great beautiful aunties, nieces and cousins. I am happy!!

*I feel like I am in love but not really knowing with what. I think its with the idea of sleeping on my big cozy bed right now. Work starts!:D

*And I am exicited when it comes to my singing. This year I have been neglecting the practice of my voice and has very much sat myself in a seat where comfort was the best zone. Now, I am looking forward to coming out of the comfort zone. I realised the importance of warming up and grooming my voice . So yeah..My mind is on that part somehow though it goes beyond just my involvement with my voice. There is more to it than having just a good groomed voice. Passion has to be present. Its plays a big role in my expression.

*I cancelled a date with someone who has not been giving up. The fact that he never give up impressed me much but than again I wonder how far will the impression go. Somehow I am just really happy with the idea of being friends. I fear he puts on the hat of Mr pushy again. He’s 28 and I know how he wants to settle down much. He seem to have a problem with other male friends in my life. A pretty cool guy who tried not to wave too much authority. But than again, he hasn’t got what he wants. Everyone will be nice when the meat is not tossed into their cage as yet. I wonder what will be the deal after that. Probably how other males are not allowed to visit my cage at all. And honestly, this kinda possessive shit does not work for me much especially when he already have an issue with ‘male’ species in my life. Sides, I know me. If I am with him, I know I won’t cross boundaries. He doesn’t seem to take my word for it. Figured he probably had a girlfriend who cheated on him. God knows! I guess it wouldn’t be fair to him without giving him a real chance before concluding nething. For now, its w-a-t-e-v-e-r till I feel like thinking abt it or talking abt it again.

*I am getting a little bored with blogging.:/

Cheeries.


*Hugz* have a good Monday and week ahead guyz!

Keep tat smile.;)

I am Account-Able

I am under the protection scheme. To protect my mind, my ears, my hears etc. Yet it’s a challenging task. Cause its not that easy that you can run away from things that aims to shoot their negative arrows your way. But again I choose to believe that if there is a will there is a way. Its not an easy task honestly. A dreadful challenge at times but of great importance. It helps knowing your identity as an individual. But than again you are never built up in perfection to just go ignorant. There are moments when you get affected. My bottom line is. I find myself allowing myself to only get affected for awhile and start finding a way out. It’s a great practice that’s embracing my life.:) Sometimes probably ignorance feels like the best way out. But I realized its just as good as sweeping shit under the carpet to only collect a smell that would turn its head up. By the time, the roots are probably built too deep which will require some time to clean it up and get the stain out. Its an illustration to speak my mind.

At the end of day, I realized its my response that counts. What people think will play a game surely. Its how far I allow myself to go with their perception and thoughts that matter. I realized, that at the end of the day its who I am that matters. Its not worth changing my skin just cause others feel it’s a requirement. It will make me a confuse person. I figured I am sticking to my colour as long as I am not hurting any other. And also humble myself by a reminder that I am not totally right and I still require certain lessons.

Life is so bizarre with its beautiful tingles and ugly fungus. It drops within our life most times without permission. I guess its how we juggle that speak the ultimate jingles of our vision. After all, we are accountable.

Cheers. *hugz*