Friday, May 29, 2009

Dammit if I do, dammit if I don't.

C took a look at my nails when I told her that I needed to get them done. I'm totally obsessed with manicure ever since like, forever.
And as we were on this subject, something else ran through my head -- Nail polish makes your nails look purdy for a few days.
Two weeks tops. Then it starts splintering and it looks crappier than before but we still put it on. Interesting, ey? Mmm. Just saying.


Previously:
It is water tight.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Hi. My name is.




Hipster night out at a hipster dive with a group of really cool people is like a college frat party. And by cool, I mean people who are

down to earth
friendly
into good tunes
outrageous in a sensible way
not obnoxious
not irritatingly self-aware

How is Social in Bangsar a hipster dive? Think ugly-cool; it's fine and unspectacular yet atmospherically pleasing. That's cool because the decor didn't really matter and after half an hour of being there, the place began to sparkle with charm. So, I can't say this enough; hanging out with the right people can't be beat.

Hi my name is Chuff and I'm an alcoholic.
Not really. It just sounds nice. It's so much fun to say, especially if you're a sassy kid like me. Just pour me another, will ya?

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Bluffin' with my muffin.

Note to all you haters: I LOVE Lady GaGa and I still L-L-L-Love Lady GaGa.


Dear Lady GaGa,

So I'm kinda liking the acoustic version of Poker Face and I've got an ear worm attack. But pish-tosh, what the heck does bluffin' with my muffin mean? Please do enlighten me. Kaythanksbye.

Chuff.


Sunday, May 24, 2009

Insomnia. Where have you been?


Ahhh...

The strange shooting pains in my head has gone away.
Turns out, I didn't need Synflex to relief the pain. Also, the past 3 days have been especially weird but refreshing, and maybe someday, if this blog's still around, you'll be told all about it. Today's a sweet day, spent with sweet people and it makes my heart sweeter! I like that. What's not so sweet is my cage fight with insomnia and I'm losing.
I stay up like wide wide awake kinda up and I'm beginning to take this personally. I have slept about 4 hours in the last 48 hours. If sleeping like a fish is the price to pay for me to advance, that's cool. The world is a woozy place and I can deal with that. Things could always be worse, don't you agree? I do what I can, and I'm gonna take the week down, starting with getting purdy nails and a facial tomorrow.

Oh yeah.... sleep a bit for me, if you don't mind.


Previously:
Some sort of cathartic release.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Home is wherever I am.

I hate the thought of sacrificing so many things that I love so much, especially with the possibility of those things being lost for good, at a time when I'm not ready to let go. I feel that the place where my life had become most stale, looking back, is a period where I did the most growing up. And it's time for a change! I have already let go what I must and I am moving on, en route to reconsider where I'm getting my happiness from. Also, I am convinced that happiness is a choice.
I've b
een waiting to start fresh and simplify. Having said that,
I'll
always be thinking, never stop writing and creating. I'm gonna try to live my life in more places, and when able, I opt for a more scenic route. I shan't be gone long, you come too!


Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Illogical heart.

Low lights, candles on ...........

Keep on loving while your love is strong
Keep on loving till your love is gone away
- John Martyn

.......... a glass of wine, two hearts renewed.



Previously:
Timing and all.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Memo:

I've decided to take a break from blogging for a while because, seriously, I haven't been moved to write much lately. Sometimes, I find myself wanting to say something, but nothing in particular to post about. And sometimes, especially when I'm not all by myself or when I'm not in my zone, my train of thought is a two man hand cart. One end up, one end down. And then, I end up not saying anything, or ramble on. Something I prefer not to do, not by blogging about it.
By far, I've received comments from you guys that my writing is too cryptic. I admit it, you're right. And non-linear is the way I do it, whether intentionally or not. The blog will be closed sometime and I thought I'd give you guys a heads up. I haven't yet decided when :) Meanwhile, tours of Bubble Tea Conversations are available by clicking things, which I am sure you can all do without a guide. Enjoy.