Whenever, wherever, whatever...

Whenever, wherever, whatever ~ Maxwell

Lead me on girl if you must,
Take my heart and my love,
Take of me all that you must.

And if there's a thing that you need,
I'd give you the breath that I breathe,
And if ever you yearn for the love in me
Whenever Wherever Whatever.. baby..

Wish I knew if I could,
Be the one that you would love,
Forever and a day... baby

And if there's a thing that you need,
For you and your blood I would bleed,
And if ever you yearn for the love in me,
Whenever Wherever Whatever..

And if there's a thing that you need,
I'd give you the breath that I breathe,
And if ever you yearn for the love in me,
Whenever Wherever Whatever... baby.

Friends and the like

Y decided to go on a "deleting inferiors and inconsequentials from her friendster list" spree. And im sure it happens to all 6 of us in this world, the so called snobs, superior sluts. But im sure everyone of us has a criteria as what constitutes a person worth knowing and what does not. someone of her calibre would definitely prioritize wit and intelligence over say, number of times the words "girlfriend", "babe" or "muahks" is peppered in a person's conversation. in this case, im going with karl lagerfeld and say," Babe, less is definitely more girlfriend... muahks!"

I was going through My friendster list and im sad to say that almost half of the people on my list are non-consequential to me.. like seriously, but deleting them would greatly jeopardize my highly masked persona of a person with a lot of friends and very"happening" one ah.. i actually have like 10 friends.. people i could actually sit down and dinner with because i oh-so-can't-be-bothered by the inane repertoires and stupid stupid conversations i have with the rest of the population. It's getting better now. I try to be nice.. really. Then i realize that it's no fun to be nice. So it's more of a "I'm sorry you don't like what you see but God really was showing off when he made me, and you really got the short end of the stick."

That was mean. And i can't help myself. It's an automated response. My flatmate Kriti was checking her email and was pleasantly surprised by the "barrage"of emails she received and remarking," Oh, im so popular.." to which i replied almost immediately, "Like ya, in Kriti-town.. population one.." I'm so mean it's too funny..

I think this is the part where readers get repulsed and annoyed by the obnoxious nature of the author and go to another blog.

It's triptronic!

It started 6 months ago. i didnt expect to see her at my front porch. sure she was the wrong shade of red to really turn me on. but all was forgiven when i peeked at what she had inside. i gave us a try and we enjoyed many weekends together, going to the movies in town, bellowing at lousy drivers, late nite-early morning rendezvous at the apartment. and i always spoke highly of her in the company of my friends and they all swooned in envy.

Now, i thought i really got her figured. but it took a stranger to take her by the steering wheel and turn to me and say the single almost orgasmic phrase,"She's a triptronic lah!" i mean, what the fuck? i didn't know that?? she was a triptronic and i didn't know? damn embarassing lah. i just sat dumbfounded in my seat ogling at her real ability. she purred like a cat and almost instantly took off like a cheetah in heat. Orgasmic shit. now i really have to explore everything about her again in case i discover 6 months later that she has an invisible sheathing ability and can cook. then i will be stuck with her for life..

but she is still the wrong shade of red. but i love her.

Mid Terms and Sausages

The midterms have come and gone. I had to endure two papers and nites up till the crack of dawn poring over powerpoint slideson paper, making sense of numbers, figures, graphs, Excel sheets. On some nights, i would be straining my eyes trying to read the fine print in my Law texts, since YOu Should Always Read THe Fine Print in a legal document.

But im glad they are over now, however, an uneasy cloud of impending shit coming in the weeks has descended over me.

THe worst part about staying up late is not having anything to eat when im hungry at nite. Now, as most people would agree, studying kicks your appetite into gear and you need fuel to keep the body and mind going. I would naturally go try source for food in my cupboard in the kitchen, hoping to find the familiar yellow and green packets of Maggi noodles, tonite however, was a sad day. No Maggi!!! My only consolation was the left over pasta i made in the fridge, the nail was driven in the coffin when i realized that the apartment had no microwave oven to heat the damn thing up. SO i guess i would have to wait till the Macdonald's across the street open for business in about 6 and a half hour.

I went for a movie today with my teammates and it was fun. I haven't been out in a group of girls for ages. SO we did girly things like shop, bitch, substituting dessert for dinner and the like.

Sam turned 21 on SUnday and she threw a party at Brewerkz for friends and family. It was fun. Food and free flow of beer. Which is what i need right now. ;(