- Equation of Transition -

I got hooked on the song long before I know what it’s all about.

"Lips Of An Angel" - HINDER LYRICS

Honey why you calling me so late?
It’s kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper ’cause I can’t be too loud

Well, my girl’s in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

Isn’t that the most cruel truth you DON’T ever wanna hear? Sometimes I wonder why human makes thing hard for themselves.

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Don’t you think it’s funny how we fall in ? Or suddenly out of it? It’s like we have no power over it. Powerless, broken, on the cloud nine; it’s all mixed-up.

It’s funny that you’re calling me tonight
And, yes, I’ve dreamt of you too
And does he know you’re talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don’t think she has a clue

Relationship is not easy. Never has been, never will be. It’s like everything in life – u have to work to make it work. I guess it’s impossible to understand because it’s a living thing. Maybe is Human, maybe it’s a tree, maybe it’s a bird. It needs ‘trust’ to make it strong, ‘hope’ to make it grow, a lot of TLC… and God knows what else.

MY point is… it’s a very nice song, but it’s got a bitter story behind it. A wise man said;

" Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic. " - Oscar Wilde

Since my two hammies were kidnapped.

Nothing as tragic n infuriating as Shwan’s house robbery happened (shawn, hope the babis get fungus and lose their mojos-live in hell b4 they rot n die) - I left it @ my guys place n someone took fancy of them. The cage was left outside while they went to raya trips. We actually was about to give them away anyway. I even kinda hope that the culprit had the head to take the cage together (poor hammies, i hope they r safe n comfy).

My friend Kecik has a longhair-semi-persian, that she got while she’s still a kitten. A few hundred bucks, but stil so much cheaper than buying from petshop. She’s cute (the cat ) and isn’t so bull-dog looking (like the pure-bred persian would), and blue-striped(guessing again, not yet a cat expert), very feminine.

I don’t fancy persian much. 

My favourite dream cat would be the Bengal cat. I like the spotted ones; olthough marbles are also not bad looking. I also like the fact that they’re short-haireda and strongly built. They’re like  mini cheetahs n leopards. GAWD!!! But Bengals are very expensive. Pet quality wud cost around RM1K, and breed quality cud fetch as much as RM6.5K, show quality somewhere in between. I wish someone will accidentally threw this cat away, and I would find them. HEHEH >:D

The other type I like is the American Curl (pix on the left). They’re just adorable! Again, I prefer the short-haired ones. I also like the Maine-Coon (right pix), but I figured their big ears wud b a hassle to clean (ulp!).

Can I have a bengal kitten? pleasee?? ;;)   

A - AVAILABLE?: Am not.

B - BEST SPORT?: Boxing - Dame made it look so sexy

C - CRUSH?: Cruise!

D - DOGS NAME? : Darn…Hush? (Puppies)

E - EASIEST PPL TO TALK TO: Encik Der

F- FAV. COLOR?: For now, purple.

G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS? : gotta be bears - bigger, juicer

H - HOMETOWN?: Holland..HEH

I - INSTRUMENT?: Inexistant

J - JUICE?: Just orange, and sometimes lychee and mango.

K- KIND OF MUSIC?: Kool tunes - audible lyrics and fun beat

L - LAST THING U ATE?: Le bread…taruk kaya

M - MILK FLAVOR?: Mmm… Original low-fat

N - NUMBER OF SHOES?: nine

O - ONE WISH: Of him to be here always!

P - PHOBIA/FEARS : Passionate Gossippers

Q - QUOTE?: .: to be, or not to be :.

R - REASON TO SMILE?: Rising sun

S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD?: Soundtrack of Armageddon

T - TIME YOU WOKE UP TODAY?: tepat 7pagi

U - UNKNOWN FACTS ABOUT ME? : Unbelievably smart but not in the genius way, but in a totally different way unknown to human studies (i think i was an alien in the last life)

V - VEGETABLE YOU DONT LIKE? : Very nasty bitter-gourd

W - WORST HABIT?: wishing that ppl wud want 2 understand instead of always judging

X - X-RAYS YOU’VE HAD?: x kire la

Y - YUMMY FOOD: yummilicious tomyam and pizza, senibong’s seafood

Z - ZODIAC/ASTROLOGY SIGN?: ze ram and ze scale

Dalam banyak-banyak dunia, dunia ape yang ade 2 org je?

I’ve once asked this riddle to a friend who was so possessive she was hurting her lover. I asked her, " Would you want 2 live in that world? The world where there’s only the two of you existed? Do you? DO you?"

"YES." She replied with gusto.

It made me shake my head in disbelief. I thought, it’s false bravado. No one, no man can be an island.

Can’t we?

How many times do you feel trapped and wish that everyone will just disappear so whatever you do won’t hurt anybody? It’s not as much as you wish that you could do whatever you want. It’s just that, sometimes it takes a whole lot of toleration just to satisfy one person. Sometimes, it takes all your patience to make another understand your situation. Sometimes, it takes so much energy to do the ‘right’ thing that it drains you and you feel wasted. Empty. Almost dead. Yet, the right thing is still ‘just not quite right’.

Sometimes I wish I can be bitchy and NOT care about what others think. I wish I have no conscience that it doesn’t bother me when people say I’m selfish. I wish that I’m so full of myself that every other person just become insignificant.

But I can’t. I’m just not like that.

At least, I don’t have TOO much conscience that I cannot sleep at night. Guess I should be thankful for that.