I am....?

Bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored…bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored… bored…

Frustration occurs when plans don’t produce expected results. A new plan dispels frustration.

Excuses are the arena for the incompetent.

Adults don’t try they do.

Doctors (some of them) are bloody vexatious.

People behind cash registers in gift shops may be extremely infuriating at times.

Switching currencies overnight is freaking disorienting.

Really missing some people now.

Own up to your part and keep moving.

Forsaking my blog O.o

blank stare.

Today was just one of those days when something could be done, but nothing was accomplished. Excitement was supposed to be felt, but worries came in closer. Thoughts could have been oraganized properly, but a blank mind managed to stay. I’m worried, I have my concerns, I dealing with my issues, and I’m feeling something like the usual but weird.

As of now, my phone beeped for like 3 times only from people who usually and not usually send forwarded messages. I haven’t really texted anyone about anything to start a conversation and have something to do. I can, but I didn’t. Was I just too kill-joy? Or naturally boring? Or timely lazy?

I feel that I can stare at the ground for a long time, or even look up at the stars and pretend counting just too seem like I’m doing something. The latter could be a better idea.

Hmm…

2am. Friday morning. I love this time of night.

to trace shapes, with my fingertips

to wonder aloud, saving my thoughts for no one

to savor my new batch of chocolates

sharing a closeness that I once knew

starting fresh, with the new rules

abject honesty, nothing hidden

nothing but the light years between the stars to guide

to protect and to burn

like desire rediscovered, a new flame.

hotter and more intense than before.

a long road in front of me, to be sure

but worth it.

To cube or not to cube…

So today I hopped on the bus and scored a sweet seat beside some random teenager. I saw her fiddling with something but was in too much a zombie sleepwalk to really notice or care. Then, over my rockin’ tunage I heard clicking sounds. I glanced over and recognized that crazy coloured cube from back in the day.



Who knew that even in our crazy technological savvy world, the Rubik’s Cube would still entice a teenybopper? I remember the first time I ever saw one of those. I was at school when a friend gave it to me to try, and double dog-dared me to solve the colourful puzzle.
No problem, I thought. That’s easy.

I remember twisting and turning the squares for probably about 5 minutes until I got fed up. I left for recess and came back with the puzzle solved. Everyone thought it was incredible that I could figure it out, and of course, I let them believe it.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, after I realized that I could never, ever, ever possess the patience to sit with this stupid cube and match all of the colours, I hid near the school's canteen and took off every single little coloured sticker and strategically placed them back on so that the puzzle was solved.

Brilliant.

Leave it to me to take the easy way out. Eventually, people caught onto my little trick. Oh well, my artificial brilliance was good while it lasted.

Back on the bus, Miss Smarty Pants had solved the Rubik’s Cube (the ‘correct’ way) by the time we pulled into the station. Damn.

Creative Writing ~ A day dairy of a cat and dog.

DOG DIARY

8:00 AM - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 AM - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 AM - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 AM - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed again! My favorite thing!

CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow --but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now . . .

Hiatus

A break. Some time apart. A lapse. A pause. An interruption.

Whatever you want to call it, that’s what it was, and now that I have had a few months to settle, I feel I am at a place where blogging can matter again.

I have not posted for quite a long time. It's maybe because I was busy or more likely, crippled & lazy with lifelong supply of chocolates, which sadly, only lasted 4 a couple of weeks =).No worries as I got 'back-up' supply,courtsey of Maharaj.
The first time I made a batch of chocolates I was so scared it would not temper correctly. If it does not temper it gets a real nice white film on top, does not taste bad, just looks bad. Not to mention the batch me was making yielded 35 pounds!!! But i did it. Every now and then we come up with new inventions and new decorating ideas, but overall, we don’t fix what is not broken. Molding chocolate is fun but also time consuming. You can add flavoring or color to the molds or just leave it plain. Some molds you can make suckers others just regular pieces of candy.Sugar free is becoming popular as well as dark. You have to be careful with the sugar free. If you eat too much it may act as a laxative.Chocolate pizzas are fun to make. And all ages can do it. You take a pizza pan, about two hearty scoops of tempered chocolate, shake it out evenly then top with your toppings. It looks like a giant frisbee but it is all chocolate. The haystack is very popular. Almonds, toasted coconut, haystacks then drizzled with white chocolate.
Sweet dreams ~~...what am i SAYING!

Well,anyway this blog has transformed to something significant that it has become hard to continuously maintain it each and every day of the week. It became more of a burden than an outlet of feelings and emotions. I believe that’s the reason my other blogs had failed as they are. I just don’t want a blog to be a burden to my soul…

Far out, I completely forgot I had a blog! Well here I am again lol. I don’t think anyone even knows about this place. Oh well, that’s how life is isn’t it? I think I might start blogging at Wordpress instead. There seems to be much more ppl there lol. Only person who’s visited this blog is Nisha. lol. And Natasha as well =)

{A special thanks to Chow for "managing" me blog all this time. YAY!!! 'clap clap clap'}

I'll start posting from now on xp

And if you try making friends online, dont, or you'll end up like this :

luckily, I had some sense to err..." undo " it before it got way worse =.=

Hiatus.

Owing to an unfortunate and regrettable incident, the author of this blog is temporarily unable to make any new posts. Therefore, this blog will be in hiatus . Deepest apologies to any parties whom this news may affect in a negative way. If you wish to protest, you are perfectly welcome to use the tagboard.

Thank you for your attention.

~Anomynous~

After watching 'The Ring'....

The Chase

America’s Top 10 Strangest Road Signs

Some road signs can just make you stop dead in your tracks. The roads of America are full of odd, strange and somewhat disturbing road signs. Through a nationwide contest, insurance carrier Hagerty Insurance complied a list of the top 10 weirdest, wackiest road signs that have been keeping drivers laughing from the Carolinas to the Californian coast. The 10 signs were pulled from a list of nearly 250 strange, funny and surprising travel, road and business signs from all across the country.

America’s Top 10 Wackiest Road Signs

1. “If you hit this sign, you will hit this bridge.”

2. “Extreme Fire Hazard: Don’t even fart in the forest.”

3. “Arm, Leg, First Born”

4. “Attention dog guardians: Pick up after your dogs. Attention dogs: Grrr, bark, woof. Good dog.”

5. “Hell Freezes over” (frozen “Hell” sign)

6. “Eat here, get gas & worms.”

7. “Guns, wedding gowns and cold beer”

8. “Caution Pedestrians Slippery When Wet”

9. “Drive slow, see our village: Drive fast, see our judge.”

10. “Drop your pants here.” (laundry mat sign)