Here we go again....

I'm feeling kind of unsettled now.
Not unlike butterflies in my tummy,
but I can't think of a more apt analogy.

Not too sure if it's the income tax e filing which i have not done,
or the company's VPN i have not installed,
Or maybe the ideas that have been bubbling in my head,
that has not been brought to reality.

Perhaps I'm just afraid of what's ahead.
Afraid of everything, and most probably of nothing.
Such sheer waste of effort and time, I must say.


The time is now.

Bye for now, the Monday blues is eating me up.
I'm not good with changes, it unnerves me.

But staying at the same little square in the same old monopoly game,
for a long long long time frightens me even more.

What should I do?
I'm confused,timid, lost and unsettled.

I'm afraid, yet I'm not.

It's Yet Another Day, My Friend...

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Hello World!...

It's been a while, and it's been a while.
Yes, I should have uploaded the millions of pictures residing happily in the camera of mine.
But I'm lazy and you know it.

Alas, the writing bug bites and it's darn hard to shrug it away.

I mean if you bother to read this,
it's either you love or care about me enough to do so :)


Or maybe if you're my boyfriend's ex and still talking me,
I'm very sure it would please you immensely to know that
he's very much better off without you and your shamelessly gold digging and parasitic ways.
( And oh before you go off running to your new spanking new clueless boyfriend, you should come clean with all you've done. I could help you out with the list if you like :) )

I pity Shortie,though.
He's probably ignorant of your tyranny and uncouthly mannerisms.
But in the case he knows it and willing to weather through with you,

I SALUTE HIM!

He's a gem then, and you should thank your holy ancestors and holy shit!

And by the way, I do know that you have been going around telling people how ugly I am.
From R to even the maid ( whom you infamously abuse).
Thing is babe, you know the truth. And the truth hurts :)

My inherent generosity and patience will condone your delusions.

Phew, my hormones do bring out the venomous but oh-so-truthful streak in me:)
I'm pretty sure my papa, mummy, bro,R and my friends will forgive me for the brutally forthright disclosure about human nature:)

On to better things in life,
I've been shopping like milkmaids milking cows.
It's crazy, it's an addiction and I'm trying to moderate it.

I like pretty things but I jolly well i don't have to get them all.
And we all know i do have quite a abit of pretty things.
But it's hard to resist worldly temptations these days.

I wonder if i relish in the brief gratification that mere purchase of pretty things will bring?
Or do I seek solace in the possession of something everyone else may want or desire?
Or is it the very fact the ability and autonomy of buying things i like is just another way of asserting ownership of my life.

And the good and the bad,I know I'm not the only one.

Work is busy now with the merger.
My brain seems more alive, more stimulated at new challenges and the burgeoning inbox.
But we all know the novelty will wear off,
and let's just say work is not what I'll like to contend with in the long run.


Ah, I need a bloody push.
I'm getting too comfortable with my life :)

I'm happy, in haphazard kind of way.
I cope and I make do.
I play and I make merry.

But i need to be desperate enough to get out of the the self imposed rut.
There is no such thing as rut. Only procrastination, apathy and pure laziness.
And there's choice.

At the end of the day, there's still choice, free will and what not.
All i need now is one big dollop of courage and great belief :)

Let's all take the leap and walk the talk!

P.S: I'm at Pac Coffee Vivo typing this with my darling baby R beside me :)
For this and the million things God has given me, I'm grateful.
And oh and that pretty dress which R insisted on buying me just now :D

Thank you.