somehow when he plays the piano, that's all i hear.you spend so much time doing trivial things (like emailing), that the little important relationships just fade away.
listen to your mum cooking in the kitchen while you sit there surfing the net.
listen to the water run as your little brother is having a bath while you watch Lost.
listen to the kids screaming at your playground outside your house as you dabble in the digital world of Warcraft and Dota.
listen to the washing machine spin its last round as you pretend you can't hear it so you won't have to do the laundry. (leaving mum to do it.)
listen to the pots and pans in the kitchen sink not get washed as you make out with your counterpart in your bedroom.
there are so many sounds; so many distractions, what do you focus on?
if i could change anything, i would change the way you look at me.it's effing 2117hrs (that's 9:17pm) and I'm still in the office. I was out of the office the whole day, and whilst I'm sitting here - all I'm hoping is that they haven't locked me in!
okay, i'm starting to get a little nervous right now.
see you.
i forgot what it's like; i'm at the point where dreams don't seem enough, and never were.
then i see you again, and i know. i remember - dreams were all we had.
fra*land; to be single is the a second stage after meeting you.
declared as of right now (
as T. as my witness),
Valerie Anne Lim is on a
NO - BOYS - STRIKE!
*that means no dates, no kissing, no calls for fun, nothing to do with SHIT-HEADED BOYS.When you said you wanted me, did your eye twitch?
When you said you needed me, did you think twice?
When you said you desired me, did you forsee a yes?
When you said you loved me, did you lie?
When you played me, did you think I wouldn't know?
I'm tired, exhausted by the idea of time
Worn by the hundreds of threads that wrap my bare body
Protected by arms that no longer exist
Loved by cracked lips and buffered lies
Why can't we just hate them because-because? Because 'because-because' is not a good enough reason; it's almost on par with "I have lost feelings for you" as an excuse to break up. The latter, however, still wins.
i have a TV in my room.i have a TV in my room.i have a TV in my room.i have a TV in my room.to think, i didn't even have a phone nor a computer (not counting my lousy laptop which wireless is a bitch) before the TV in my room.
have i said I have a TV in my room yet? ohyeahohyeahohyeahohyeah. : ))
It's amazing how the human mind works, and how emotional we can get over an organism that lives and breathes like we do. I'm referring to Tim if you didn't know.
I believe I actually let myself wonder when Tim and I were together, what would it be like to fall in love. It was this slip up that's got a hold on me.
Someone asked, "how can you be so unafraid of looking like a fool?"
Someone else replied, "If I keep myself afraid of looking like a fool, I'll never get a life."
Someone else is right. Therefore, don't regret! Just look like a fool, and join the legion of the fools of the world - wait, it is the world!
"guys have dicks. and they can only think with one head at a time." - a guy friend told me that after he tried to make out with me.
so i understand that you don't have self-restraint, but don't you have at least an ounce of respect for the girl in question? some men say that it is the ladies that lead them on to think it's okay - but seriously, do you think it's okay?
i was on the phone yesterday,
'how many girls have you kissed?'
'over 40.' he said, straight up with nothing to hide.
i hummed and hawwed nonchalently.
'and how many have you let sleep on your bed? not have sex with, but sleep.' i defined the difference with purpose.
why? promiscuity has shifted the lines of what is appropriate between the opposing genders, i stand with the thanks-for-your-bed,but-i-prefer-your-couch.
he listed the girls, and i shan't disclose them. he summed them up: 4.
'so how is it you can kiss 40 girls and only have 4 of them in your bed?'
'i leave all that outside my house. and only at clubs. i only, i stress only, do things like that when i'm clubbing.'
has the reputation of clubbing kept to the stereotype that it's the sleazy arena where rules are non existant? - it would explain why guys grind girls without their permission.
we move on to another topic, it eventually ends here:
'when i kiss the girls, i respect them.'
hmm? did he say respect?'how so?' i query.
'my hands stay at their faces, not their boobs, nor their butts nor any other private part, JUST their face/neck.'
this IS interesting.he continues, 'when you kiss girls without intrudin their space, it leaves them with a WOW feeling. it makes them want me.' if anyone other than him said,
it makes them want me, it would've sounded very cocky and chauvinistic - but it was nothing like that, it was xingg.
i smiled.
if i could do anything, i would like to teach guys how to get girls.
here's lesson number one: RESPECT her. if you respect a girl, she'll go mad for you.
stick around for lesson number two.
my cousin colin and uncle are in singapore! and it's the FIRST time i've seen them out of canada! it left me pondering why would anyone suddenly come back after 18 years!
that's a question to be left for another time.
thanks charlene, all the way in canada for the fcuk scent! love
lovelove it! : ) you're the best couz ever, i've said it since i was in primary school, and you know you're my sister from the other side of the world!! can't wait to catch up with you, and hit the clubs when i get my butt over there! : )
i'm dead tired, sleeping or the lack thereof has got me working on adrenaline and nothing else (considering the fact that i don't drink coffee or tea). everyone says studying is better than working, anyone care to refute this to make me feel better? : ))
it's been film after work after events after hosting after clubbing that's got me tied down. not that i'm complaining, cause i like what i'm doing. job offers may be flying in more than i can handle, but i'll show you that i'm committed to achieving everything i've set out to do - and that includes doing everything to the best i can make it to be.
stealing work from other people isn't very nice, even if you say it as a joke. if you want work, go look for it yourself. i'm not selfish, but i'm looking out for my grades too. -- what my take is on the industry that has so much back-stabbing, you might as well just turn around and say, "are you done?"
i was so tired, i missed grey's anatomy. AGAIN! it hurts so bad, it stinks.
freelance emcee/hostess available.
if you want me to send you my portfolio, please drop me an email at
valerie.trimedia@gmail.com. muchos gracias; i'm looking for jobs. if you're interested in my rates, also drop me an email there too.
and my job on the dark side hasn't fired me yet :) yay.