Wednesday, May 07, 2008

In Honour of Mr. Hedburg

I've been dying to say this for ages now. Ever since I heard Mitch say it.

"I don't have a boyfriend - but I know a boy who would be very angry if he heard me say that."


Quote Mitch Hedburg in an appropriate situation. Check.

P.S. Just kidding. But C'mon! It's funny :o)

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

And I want this, and this and...

I fell in love with it the moment I walked past it in KLCC. Praise to the Master of Complications that is Franck Muller.




I mean just look at it! It is the embodiment of all that I feel inside.
Crazy. Yet functional.
Stylish and quirky.
Simple.

Oh and did I forget to mention HELLA Expensive?
The price range is somewhere in the "thousands of Pounds" range. But warranted since it's framed in gold.

I would so love to own this watch. And I will. The day I earn my first £10,000 paycheck, I'm going to buy that watch. Rolex can F-Off.

Some new, some old

Its one of those late nights where there is something I should be doing but I don’t feel like doing it. I SHOULD be studying but I’ve done all the notes for EU and I’ll start IP tomorrow. Promise!

So the topic of this post is something along the lines of unintentional change – personality wise. And yes it’s got something to do with relationships *cringe* so reader discretion is advised.

N.B. I really don’t like writing posts about relationships because I don’t think there should be anything to write about. It should be easy going and the only thing to do is be yourself etc.

With reference to the above, that’s the whole problem. Once you like someone, it’s hard not to like the same things they like. I mean, sure there are bound to be similar interests and things like that but after a while it’s tough to disentangle your own likes and dislikes with the other persons. Not to say you lost yourself completely but you find yourself noticing and appreciating things that you never noticed before, just by the sheer fact that you like that person.

When you spend copious amounts of time with a person there is a tendency to try and compromise certain things just because you’re gonna have to spend a lot of time with them in the future and you don’t wanna make things awkward. At this time of writing, nothing in particular springs to mind but the feeling still lingers in my mind. I’m pretty sure I’ve been guilty of it a few times – hidden it a lot, been moody a bit. Credit to The Boy tho he’s been a trooper.
The Boy – the title is now officially yours. Not feeling too possessive today, hence the “The”.
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Personally speaking, I find that when I like someone, and they tell me that they like something that I do or something about me; it makes me madly aware that I do it. And unforch it also makes me wanna do it more just by the mere fact that they like it. Then it ends up I do it too often and it backfires.
I mean, I’m aware of this thing that I do so I really try not to do it.

And now to gush about The Boy – he says those kindsa things, but its things I do that I don’t even try to do to impress him or make him like me. Which is nice cos it means I can be myself and be a slob and things like that. *snicker*

And I’m a firm follower of reciprocal affection. Just a memo for the future.

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I don’t know how many people have had this conversation with their partners or lovers or spouses or other halves (unmarried people anyway) but there’s this line of conversation that involves heavily in discussing marriage, kids, kids names, family and the works.

Not to say that I don’t think about it – not to a detailed degree – but it’s more of a general idea than a time-specific plan.

Of course there are some things that I want in life and some things I expect and there are some things that I’ll just wait and see how it pans out. I’m not so good with specific details – because I need focus. It’s always been the case that when faced with questions, I can come up with some surprising details off the top of my head.

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Summer, I can’t wait for you to get here…

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And Surprisingly I've also learned that sex isn't all about the end result. What a blow for the porn industry. Not literally of course.