♀вавч زυиïз™

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By ♀вавч زυиïз™ | August 28, 2008

After 48 hours, i was finally able to have a perfecto nice long hot bath yesterday at about 9pm after another long tiring event.

So i was nicely enjoying the fact that i’m not rushing anywhere, i looked at my face in the mirror and i saw this:

For a moment i was thinking hard if i accidentally bumped my eyes somewhere, or if someone punched me in my eyes.

Nah, it was a result of sleeping only 20 minutes in 48 hours.

It’s report days for the rest of this week… when the country celebrates Merdeka, I will be celebrating Merdeka too!

Alcohol this weekend, anyone? Bev? =D

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Sick and Tired

By ♀вавч زυиïз™ | August 7, 2008

So sick and tired of everything ;( motivation = 0. Hate it when every little shit happen at the same time.

Went out with the Melbourne gang last night.. for once, EVERYONE attended. Really had a good laugh talking and crapping about the shit we did in Melbourne. All the jokes we used to crack, the chemistry we all had. But we came to 1 conclusion… we can only talk and laugh about it.. cuz nothing like that will ever happen again.

I guess that’s why its called the past. And we can’t do anything but leave it as it is.

Just got back from a drink with Miyake and sometimes the chemistry we both have is so ironic. We can talk hours about everything. Basically every little thing that happened to us daily. Plus, we chat on MSN everyday but yet when we yum cha we still can talk non stop. I wonder why. It’s a special bond that I appreciate a lot. Cuz we can bitch about anything at all.

Gonna MIA really soon.. till then, try not to miss me so much!

Time to sleep, nites!

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Vincent a.k.a “Starry Starry Night”

By ♀вавч زυиïз™ | July 31, 2008

Starry, starry night,
paint your palette blue and grey,
look out on a summer’s day,
with eyes that know the,
darkness in my soul.

Shadows on the hills,
sketch the trees and the daffodils,
catch the breeze and the winter chills,
in colors on the snowy linen land.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me,
how you suffered for your sanity,
how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen,
they did not know how,
perhaps they’ll listen now.

Starry, starry night,
flaming flo’rs that brightly blaze,
swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in,
Vincent’s eyes of China blue.

Colors changing hue,
morning fields of amber grain,
weathered faces lined in pain,
are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me,
how you suffered for your sanity,
how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen,
they did not know how,
perhaps they’ll listen now.

For they could not love you,
but still your love was true,
and when no hope was left in sight on that starry, starry night.

You took your life,
as lovers often do,
But I could have told you,
Vincent,
this world was never,
meant for one,
as beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night
portraits hung in empty halls,
frameless heads on nameless walls,
with eyes that watch the world and can’t forget.

Like the stranger that you’ve met,
the ragged men in ragged clothes,
the silver thorn of bloddy rose,
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.

And now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
how you suffered for your sanity,
how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen,
they’re not list’ning still,
perhaps they never will….
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Damn nice song.. gentle and soothing…

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Oh, how I miss…

By ♀вавч زυиïз™ | July 24, 2008

The sea breeze….

The blue sky…..

The blue sea…..

The soft sand…..

The colorful fishies….

Sigh, I WAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT !!!

Actually, just some time away from the city is good enough for me.. freaking weather, fell sick 2 times this month. wtf. Had high fever yesterday, telan 2 biji ubat demam from previous meds, went straight to bed at 8:30pm last night. Woke up a few times to pee and drink more water…

Felt better today, but i guess the fever was with me for too long, left me with headache today.. felt like there’s a bomb in my head ticking away. Cough like crazy too.. dry cough… my colleagues were bugging me to drink water drink water, while i told them, i’m dying di. lol.

Damn it, I used to be sooooooooo healthy ok.. but i feel like the engines in me are getting from bad to worse. No more stamina at all… Resulted to: no sleeping too late if I have to work, no happy hours during weekdays and sleeping through my weekends. I mean likeeeeeee.. last time i used to watch tvb until 3am and then wake up at 8am for work, i was still fine. I go karaoke or ladies night until 3am and wake up at 8am for work, i was fine. I go happy hour every other day, i was still fine the next day!

Sigh, I guess my engines are making me admit that I’m no longer 21. Damn.

I know I’ve said this a lot of times in this blog before, but “life is like a vacuum cleaner, it sucks.”

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