Moshikashite?

Yabai!

I think I've officially become a KinKi Kids fan.

1. I listen to them while at work. Everyday.


2. I hum their songs almost every other time when I'm not listening to them.


3. I've requested Roy to pass me their full discography if he has.


4. I have Kochan as my cellphone's wallpaper.


5. The first thing I do when I reach home is open Youtube and watch their concert fancams.


6. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time (watching TV shows) until I started backtracking Domoto Kyoudai.


7. I watch their shounen-ai type of fanvids to release stress.


8. My sleep is cut short so I can have more time to watch their videos.


9. I now follow a KinKi fanblog diligently for updates and studycases.


10. I bought Koichi's old dorama, Remote, on a whim just now. Hey, it was selling for less than RM10. So, yeah!


11. I'm going to S&M tomorrow to look for concert DVDs.


12. I've written two posts about them.


13. I feel guilty for thinking of buying their CDs instead of completing my Luna Sea nor Sugizo collection.


14. I'm already budgeting for merchandise purchases if and when we go to Johnny's Shop in the next few months.

My theory is that their bond reminds me so much of what Shinhwa has. I know I'm extremely thankful to my six beloved oppas for endearing us to their close-knit friendship.

Being subjected to the more volatile relationships among Jrockers for all my life, I was temporarily shocked at the sort of male skinship in Johnny's Jimusho. Apparently I've gotten over that pretty fast. :P

Oh, FYI Roy if you're reading this... you're not the only one who has liked J-ent for 10 years. Frankly, I'm surprised you don't know my history and transitions into what I am today since I thought I had mentioned to you people d. :S

Cascade

If only I could blame the kopi ais I had for lunch as the reason of my fucked up life.

Coffee kills my braincells, leaves me mentally imbalanced and physiologically burnt out. It sometimes causes me to become emotionally unstable (albeit agitated) where I could either turn hyper or spiral downwards into surliness.

I was already a tad moody because most of my work was still not settled. Then the bloody stuff wasn't doing what I wanted it to do (GRRR!!). I know it was obvious how it looked like I was ignoring him, eventhough I couldn't really process my thoughts properly when I'm an emotional wreck. Of course, I'm always skittish around him. But...

When it happened, I couldn't fathom his reaction much less his feelings to what I did. I just somehow felt how my callousness severed the invisible thread between us. That was when my system totally crashed down. Could barely think rationally after that.

Yeah, this is probably one of those rare days when I feel very bad for being a stuck-up bitch. But even so... Why do I care? Why? Why do you affect me so? How did you manage to get under my skin that quick?

A whiff of...

Uh oh. I think I'm starting to like that smell of his. His perfume is quite distinctive, and I gotta say that I seldom find a guy who emits this kind of sweet smelling perfume or cologne.

Most guys would have that typical pungent fog of perfume (apart from B.O.) around them that it chokes up my trachea.

My own bottle of Neroli Jasmine is three quarters-full. Still a long way until I can buy the delicious smelling Cherry from L'Occitane *grumbles*

Empty tirade

I had no idea I've become so jaded with life this early on in my years.

All I'd love to do is hide in my shell then ignore my phone calls, ignore my smses, ignore my work, ignore all the annoying strangers I meet everyday and ignore the world.

And then some might think I was born this aloof (hah!) and refuses to accept how other human beings are different from my own ego-bloated self.

Venus in Virgo. I strive for perfection. It's no wonder that I can't handle hanky-panky issues with much grace. Oh please enlighten me on how to handle persistent callers. Some people just don't take the hint however blatantly obvious I've shunned them.

I think I'll just go wallow myself in Jrock. Nothing else can make me feel better anyway.

ftw

• Couldn't find the left pair of my work sandals cos someone bloody meshed all the shoes in the cabinet


• Feet melecet again


• Only had maggi kari for lunch


• Steeewpid Celcom decides to play games by not letting me send out messages


• Embarrassed that I was on the train going home ALONE late at night when everybody else is with their respective partners


• Realised how pathetic I was trying not to look like I didn't have a date (or ain't going home to a husband)


• Nobody at home replied to my text(s) about picking me up at the station


• Waited an hour for someone to notice my goddamn smses


• Shitty phone gave up on my screwed up life and died when I felt like smashing it on the ground


• Chocolate bar is an effing puddle of goo


• Had to hail a cab ride home!


• My CPU and keyboard got to feel the release of my wrath when it didn't wanna startup


• And finally, after exactly 30 minutes at home.. the assholes from Celcom figured they should actually PROCESS the godforsaken smses I sent earlier!

Happy fucking Singles Awareness Day to you!!!!

refraining myself from..

yes. i at least try to refrain myself from spazzing so much in RL because nobody else shares the same interest with me. but thank you anyway. for missing that side of me. xP

here's something unusual: a 'Tag' game i am sentented to do - enforced by Michele and her Blogspot...

Rules
: For those who have been tagged, you are required to write a story
about one of your crushes, be it a current or a previous crush. To be
exactly different from the common tags, there are no questions imposed
this time. All you have to do is to write a story about him/her. Also,
5 people will need to be tagged at the end of the post. You must post
up these rules before you start writing.

Person who tagged me : Michele. This is gonna be long. I warned you.

I have a very very sad love life. Sadder than Mich. I had so many crushes but I never dared make a move. But then in Uni, I decided to 'stalk' my current crush(es). Lol. I sent them anonymous emails and smses. And I got rejected. Well duh. That does sound creepy, right? So after that I reverted back to my look-from-afar habit. Until...

Just right before my final year, my psychic radar picked up a signal sent by a coursemate of mine. It wasn't direct contact actually. I just... felt -know- how he watches me. You know right how you become self-conscious when people look at you? But I didn't pay any attention to him. Haha. I'm a bit arrogant in that sense. Sorry! For a couple of months, I gauged how he acted around me. Basically he was afraid to talk to me cos I am NEVER anywhere without any of my friends beside me. And I was also scared to reply his interest, because of my previous Rejections.

I contemplated and contemplated until the very last day before semester & internship break: I braved up by sending him a friendly message thru Friendster. And we contacted each other via Y!M. He's very nice and is a funny guy too. (I like men who UNDERSTANDS my humour however twisted it may come out of my mouth) Almost every female in my lecture group knows him.

During those chat sessions, he admitted that he likes me. Since we had never spoken face-to-face before, I wanted us to be friends beforehand. After our internship/courtship ended and returning to campus, we didn't really... hit it off immediately. Yeah, we talked and such. But he seemed so awkward with me. There were no fireworks, no lightning between us. NO DATES!! It was totally different from the chats we had. In fact, for months I waited for another sign from him. And I was getting tired of him being so slow!

Almost when I nearly threw in the towel at the end of my final year, he gave me a teddy bear and a HUGE bar of chocolate. Sigh. I was content and it kept me going until the end of our course. I don't think I gave him anything in return ^^;; But then after graduation, I... I ran away and ignored his messages. I got scared when I started thinking about our future. And he never did call anyway. Not once during the whole time. So I thought his feelings weren't real. Or that he lost that feeling when he got to know my true self. But our parting was caused by my own stupidity.

I was afraid to ask myself: Is this really Love or just an Infatuation? So it just ended like that without saying a word and I didn't give him a chance. And he didn't in the least show his anger. He just.. accepted. Due to my low-self esteem and foolish pride, I forced him to let go.

I'm a very choosy person right? I guess I'm punished to not find that special person yet. Anyway, honestly... who is gonna continue this huh? No one reads my blog anyway. Tch. I'll just force random people to write. xD nyahaha. I'll skip Hyung cos I know Farah will ask her. Next 5 persons I shall tag:

1. Fhizah. Pls tell me more about him.
2. JunE. heehee.. cos i want to know you better ;)
3. Juhjuh. another random victim!
4. Karat. you didn't see this coming rite? heheh. i love your writings~
5. JerRy LJ.