Monday, May 09, 2011

me favorite thing is sayin somethin true

suddenly this defeat.
this rain.
the blues gone grey
and browns gone grey
and yellow
a terrible amber.

i have been easy with trees
too long.
too familiar with mountains.
joy has been a habit.
now
suddenly
this rain.




here i am, one passionate, dramatic, tiring, exciting, extravagant, boring, predictable, spontaneous, chaotic, secretive, on-and-off months later, marked by all "my fault" and your choices.
 
when you live on your own for a long time, your personality changes because you go so much into yourself you lose the ability to be social, to understand what is and isn't normal behavior. there is an entire world inside yourself, and if you let yourself, you can get so deep inside it you will forget the way to the surface. other people keep our souls alive, just like food and water does with our body.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Wishin' you were here...

In life, men I've met, good ones are few and rare. One of em, whom I loved a lot, is a responsible man who showers me with unconditional love, knows my name, remembers the first flick we went together, never forgets the things i said, never shout at me even when he's angwee, wants thing that's best for me, never ogle at other women, sacrifices his time without complainin, loyal, patience, hugs me when i cry, takin care of me when i'm sick, appreciates the gifts I bought him, and kind. You inspired me, gave me the courage to never give up on love. Because I've seen and felt what's it like to be the only girl in the world when he's around. No one can ever replace you. No one is comparable.

Once in a while, this happens. Me being a crybaby, especially when i think of him. Tears just comes easily, definitely not using em as a threat.

I miss you so so much, daddy. Its been two years...


xoxo. ❥

Sunday, April 24, 2011

once a week.

don't promise if you're not capable of keepin it.

don't tell me those are jokes, when you really mean it.

don't tell me i'm beautiful, when you can't take your eyes off other women.

don't tell me you can't love, just because you don't know.

don't tell me you didn't do it, just because you're lazy.

don't tell me you'd give me the stars, when you can't be bothered to watch em with me.

don't give excuses, when all you can think of are lies.

don't lie, if you said you love me.

don't love me, if you intend to do all the above repetitively.

my trust is limited.

don't take things for granted.

don't regret for the things you've said and done.

limited memory we humans may have, but i do remember. for each and every word from you is as important as my own life.

xoxo. ❥ ann

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

determination



totoro!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
uber cute *wink*

wazzat? found all these pics from a japanese pastry blog with heaps of yummylicious delicacies, which actually inspires me more, tempting me to bake. tee heeeee. to those who don't know, guess nobody knows, i've the urge to go for bakery classes. *grins* yes yes, i want to be a pet groomer, and this and that and now baker huh? :P




cupcakies.




macarons aka. babycakes. i wanna go K avenue!




croissant with egg fillings. reminds me of Levaine, i wonder if they have these there.





babycakes on top of a cake. nice combo of colors. *swoons* pink.




babybuns.


the end.

Monday, April 18, 2011

囧囧 post

today colleague asked what does gwing means...*grins*





囧 pronounced as 'jiǒng' (jiong3) in Mandarin and 'gwing' in Cantonese.


mostly made it's appearances in chinsese bbs, forums, sms-es, and chatrooms. and is often used to describe your anger, upset-ness, disappointment, embarrassment, or failure.

the big 囗 in 囧 stands for your face,八 for your eyebrows,the small 口 stands for a open mouth. so normally you use 囧 to show your totally gobsmacked.

simple!

jasper : i ate 100 hamburgers last night!


alice : 囧

jiong3 can also be used when you're hit with troubles or setbacks.
 
most of us prolly have know what 'Orz' means. to those who have zero knowledge, it's used to show your surprise or shock. You've got me! or, OMG! nowadays, peeps usually do a combination of 囧 and Orz, 囧rz, representin a person on their hands and knees (jiong3 forming the face, while r and z represent arms and legs respectively) and symbolisin despair or failure.







more interestin gwing gwing words xD
囧rz : a combination of 囧 and ORZ.

崮rz : a king in the kingdom of 囧, means your very good at 囧.haha

莔rz : queen of 崮rz

商rz : a 囧 with a hat.

冏rz : this is 商rz's wife.





gwing gwing  sneakers, which was popular back  in 2008.


cute nor?
 
 
one piece gwing gwing face

Thursday, April 14, 2011

snooze..




i woke up, and felt empty inside


we met in the strangest way, and our time together was simple and yet so incredible.

every time you came to visit me, i felt a kind of happiness that i can’t even explain and every time you left i counted down the days until i would see you again. i fell for you after only knowin you for a few days, and after that I just continued to fall.

i was happy that it seemed like nothing could bring me down, but a fear that I knew all too well was creepin up on me, as it had done with all of my past relationships. i was now so afraid of what life would be like without you that I convinced myself that everythin would be easier if I ended our relationship before I began to rely on you too much.

the boys that i date seem dull, and this makes me miss you even more. these boys can’t make me laugh the way you did, the sight of them doesn’t make me feel like the happiest girl in the world. this is how you made me feel every time I saw you.

i loved the simple text messages you would send me every mornin, tellin me how beautiful i was and how much you missed me. i loved the way you smelled like cigarettes, and i loved your smile.

i’m stuck. i will continue to wake up every day feelin empty and i will carry on with my day-to-day life, until maybe, just maybe, you decide to tell me that i’m not alone in this and that you too have felt empty...

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

the real trick is knowing to stop before you get confused




i was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. what is broken is broken - and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.