Digging it !

Who doesn't love this song? :) There is so much beauty in words sometimes that you close your eyes and feel everything is falling in place. God knows what I'd do without music.

The Sound of Silence

Sometimes, we do everything to keep ourselves busy and occupied and yet when there's an empty hour or two when there isn't anything to do, we aren't able to enjoy it. Instead it makes us cringe. It's the sound of silence, that brings thoughts back, the thoughts that we are trying to hopelessly run away from by trying to keep ourselves occupied. It is such a pity that a few minutes or solace that should bring joy to the human heart and mind actually turn into devils waiting to attack your soul and watch it bleed thereafter.

Why is it that in life, there is always a time when we know exactly what we want and a few years later, the same person has no idea about what he/she wants as if all this time they were living someone else's life. What do you when you don't know where you're headed? What do you do when you don't have plans? What do you when time passes you by not in minutes but in years and months and you're left waiting for a sign or direction from somewhere, a light from some tunnel that can guide you to who you used to be.

Why is it that you sometimes cannot find the missing piece in your life no matter how hard you try and then the puzzle plays in your head over and over again, from the moment you wake up to the moment you sleep. If you're lucky, you do get some sleep. What's the point of it all? This life, the things we want, the happiness we are looking for. Why is it that even when you decide that you will be the only one responsible for your happiness, it won't work that way because in the end, you lay your happiness in other people's hands. Why do friends become strangers and strangers seem friends? Why do people who we love the most always have other people to love? Why are some people born weak and others stronger?

Why does the sound of silence haunt some and brings a smile to the others?

New Year or Not?

So far, I've met 5 people screaming "NEw Year, NEw Me" leaves me wondering "Oh really? I've been hearing that for past three years in a row." Okay, let not the pessimistic in me, take over your sensibilities. Happy NEw year ya'll. For those who are looking for money and jobs, may you find them, those looking for love, wish you a romantic year ahead and those of you are grumpy for no reason, smile please :D For me, say a prayer that I am able to get the thoughts of a certain someone off my head as I've been trying hard to do that.

The long hiatus was due to work and travel both, and yours truly is now back in action only to find I have some new followers on this blog. Welcome my lovelies! I really hope you get something interesting to read here. If you think not, don't fret. Just leave a topic in the comments section and I'd be glad to write an essay on that. I have a gift of making the most hurtful things funny. I recently wrote a funny post on heartbreak but my ipod got formatted and I lost it all.

I'll be back. Wish you all a superb 2012. Hope all your dreams and wishes come true.

The Stranger in Town

It had been long since I hung out with a girlfriend for drinks so we decided to hit one of the clubs - well middle of the week. I do take things to extreme sometimes. Pub hopping we realised that one of our favorites will only open doors at 11 in the night which meant hanging outside until then. Meanwhile as is customary, two idiots approached us and started to introduce themselves. For once I was delighted to receive my mom's call at exactly the same moment when I was looking to excuse myself. I walked away and spoke to mom while my friend received an invite from the boys to join them on their table later.

So typical. It's all okay when you hit the pub thinking okay I wanna get hit on today but not when you're having a nice girls chatty night out and are having fun. The boys come and ruin it. They came and joined us on our table, bought us drinks and oh well, there came the sad jokes. And then I noticed, there he was. A guy in a blue shirt and cuff-links. Yes, cuff-links. In this mentally challenged group of liverpool fans was this shy guy sipping his drink who was well, not as desperate as the rest of them to talk to us. Within 15 mins, I knew he was European, visiting here for work and worked 17 hours a day. Funnily enough, he did not know the guys he's hanging out with for any longer than he knew me. We didn't join everyone else to dance, and spoke at length about random things under the sun at the bar outside. On second thoughts, the ambience wasn't that bad. Or maybe it was the company. 5 drinks later, I told him I thought guys with cuff-links are snobbish and 3 more drinks later he was teaching me how to tie a tie. I do remember my friend coming over and telling me how we both looked 16 and got a picture of us. But for the sake of his anonymity ;) I'll spare the pictures here. He looked like a dream and kissed like a gentleman. But it's me saying that and not his girlfriend whose calls he ignored later when she called him. Sigh. 

The work week got over and so did his trip and he flew back. I may not see this guy again in my life or maybe I would. Who knows. But it was an eventful week nonetheless.

Home Alone and Annoyed

Flatmate decides to go camping and I think it's a good time to catch up on some reading, movies, and spend quality time with myself. Only to realize that it would mean spending low quality time with flatmate's annoying friend. Not only did her unscheduled appearance surprised and annoyed me, it also helped me understand the importance of keeping the front door locked at all times so that uninvited guests don't just strut into my house.

"Hey petal, surprise, surprise !!..how been you. Pour me some wine and what's on starworld?"
"I'm sorry, is there a sign on my door saying, 'This way to the wine bar'? And there's master chef on starworld so don't put it on."
"Umm...grumpy as always you. Come sit here, what's bothering you? Is it that guy from work, or the other one not from work? Or is it that you've just gained a little weight recently?"
"What -- gained weight, NO I haven't gained any weight. You're beyond retarded and the last person I'd talk to about what's up with me. Just watch Starworld please"
"Well, calm down miss home alone. I had no idea C wasn't in town or I wouldn't have popped in"
"Yea, well you could use that fancy phone you carry around to call and check with her before you decided to show up and demand wine"
"Ooooo..someone's so unhappy to see me. I'm sorry, I'm maybe interrupting something or someone important that you may have to attend to so I'd take your leave now though take it easy chica"
"Bleh, bye"

Jesus, she just ruined my anyway not so perfect day. I think I'll just order some pizza now and watch the Telly.

What a Guy MUST Know : Part 1

Right, so WHAT on earth is the deal with boys these days? I understand we talk about women being equal to men, rather even better than those weird creatures but chivalry is still a "ball" that lies in the man's court. And I'd give an arm and a leg to drill this down their heads. There is no bigger put-off than a guy who'd tactfully ask you to dinner and then wait for you to pay. Seriously? Yes. He won't cough it up. Why does it piss me off you ask (yes you the guy reading this post)? So listen cowboy, if you've asked me out for dinner, you should treat. Or at least let me offer to chip in. Don't speak for me. Or my wallet. Don't pull out your credit card when the check comes, flash a cheesy smile and say you got this, but you'll let me pay for drinks at the next bar. You'll let me? Thanks for the permission officer. Who said I even want to go to another bar with you? Are you using this meal as collateral for a second part to our date? Are you lacking so much confidence that you think you need to guilt me into another act? If you can't afford to take a girl to dinner, be creative and do something cheaper. And if you just can't find a smoother segue into the second act of the night, then take a bow and head home. My bank account will applaud you.

That's chapter one for you. Go practice it.

Ladies, I'm sure you'll all agree :) Have a good week ahead !

Overrated Saturdays

Don't you think Saturdays are really overrated? I mean, there have been a few hundred songs written about saturday night already, maybe which is why Rebecca Black chose her song to be based on friday to break the monotony! Jesus, this song is really annoying though. Well, back to Saturdays, so what's the big deal about them? Everyone is so psyched and hyper making saturday night plans, not realising that there are four of those every month and well, do the math about the yearly numbers. So the logic behind getting sloshed at a bar every single friday and being psyched about it is beyond me.

I completely understand those of you who belong to the school of thought, work hard and party harder but then I just feel that making each saturday night all about making sure that you have a hungover Sunday is not really how life's supposed to be. Clearly, to each one his own. Personally, for me I'd rather spend Saturday evenings having dinner with friends, watch a movie, take a walk on the beach or write a blogpost like I'm currently doing! Haha...

Anyway, hope you all are having a lovely weekend with friends and family! Here's the music for the day :