A thought

Sometimes, it's better to keep things unexposed because the people who really wants to get to know you would ask and seek. It's not about being 'mysterious' or 'pretentious' or other words others like to use. It's just about you being really selective on which information about yourself, that you'd like to give people, or some cases, some people only. It's this thing called privacy and your personal space. You are always entitled to that, remember that always.

For the thrill of it

Empire of the Sun- Walking On a Dream

How can I explain
Talking to myself
Will I see again
We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down I’m just in awe of what’s in front of me
Is it real now
When two people become one
I can feel it
When two people become one
Thought I’d never see
The love you found in me
Now it’s changing all the time
Living in a rhythm where the minutes working overtime
Catch me I’m falling down
Catch me I’m falling down
Don’t stop just keep going on
I’m your shoulder lean upon
So come on deliver from inside
All we got is tonight that is right till first light

Coffee

My morning is not complete without a cup of coffee. I have inherently become a middle aged person whose life will not start without a cuppa. As much as it all sounds very much in vain, I realise a cup of coffee is more than just getting your caffeine fix. It's about the first sip that you take while the coffee is still hot. It's about the smell of comfort when the aroma fills your nostrils. It's about how it psyches you into staying awake, and fresh.

Amongst all types of coffee, I only have 2 favorites. Flat white or Mocha. I'm never that adventurous to try anything else. Soy latte was introduced to me by Ron and I must say, only Cibo has the best Soy latte. Soy latte elsewhere taste a bit weird, sometimes plasticky. If that is even a word. Sometimes I think, the types of coffee you choose reflects the person you are. Between the two drinks, I have ordered Mocha the most number of times. I guess it shows how fickle-minded I am; coffee or hot chocolate? Might as well combine the two! On that note, I always find people who enjoy their lattes, the ones who love to pamper themselves the most. The coffee is often silky, not too frothy and smooth. Not too strong but not too weak (of course it depends on how many shots you want in it) but overall, it would seem like the kind of coffee one would have while they're vacationing in Athens, sitting by the seaside near the port, enjoying the summer breeze. Okay, on a completely different note, I want to go to Athens!

So anyway, I am completely distracted at the moment, as I'm enjoying a very good cup of iced mocha from Madera, a small independent cafe on Rundle St. I make sure I taste the essence of every sip because trust me, it's nothing short of beautiful.

Collections

Just the other day in class, we were having a discussion about personal habits and how collecting something derives from the need to express or even the need to reform. It goes both ways. Sometimes, you just collect and you have no idea why you have small decorative teacups everywhere, collected from different places you go. You don't even realise how these teacups correlates with one another because at that point of purchase, you might just think they're pretty and nothing more.

I've always had a penchant of collecting paper based things. Notebooks, books, boxes. I'm not an avid collector and no I don't go about the city finding papers to collect. I never did realize I collect these things until one day during spring cleaning, I found plenty of unused (or hardly used) notebooks scattered around everywhere. This does not include my room in KL. I'm sure there are plenty more. I guess I get attracted to the texture of paper. Every clean page gives me the visual of a good art piece yet to be drawn (in my case, never to be drawn). One good thing: this 'hobby' is cheap. One bad thing: It's useless and I'm a threat to trees. I guess I should start collecting something more useful. Like old records or something.

So, collected anything yet? You may never know, it might come in useful in awkward moments...

Person: Hi

You: Hi

Person: So, uh..weather's good today

You: Yeap, it definitely is. Very sunny.

Person: Yeah.

You: Yeah...So I collect wooden spoons..

Person: ....AND I COLLECT WOODEN FORKS! OMG.

....okay, the situation is highly unlikely, but you catch my drift right?

Whatever.

On a completely different note, this post will not be worth reading because it is simply incessant ramblings from my mind (or sometimes it does not even get to cross the mind for filtering). Anyway, word of the day: Whatever.

Whatever. It gives such a strong yet laid back push to any emotions you exude. Say you're angry. You say "What the fuck is this guy trying to do. You know what, whatever." And just like that, you're no longer just crazy angry girl, you're 'cool' crazy angry girl, and honey, no one's gonna finish that sentence for you, trust me on that.

Or if you're trying to compliment someone: "You look pretty today. Yea, whatever". Stop right there. You.are.the.coolest.person.on.earth! How the heck do you compliment AND seem nonchalant about it? Usually, the complimentee is the nonchalant one, but you Mr, you rock! You make complimenting someone a whole lot easier, and not to mention, doesn't make you look like you're kissing anyone's asses, or sounding too desperate to fit in. Whatever, right?

Or say you're trying to say sorry. Sorry! You go "Hey, sorry about the other night...(and before you even finish what you say, you turn around and you say) ...you know what, whatever man,". Ho boy, you do not know how long that person is gonna forgive you for, you prolly don't even need to say sorry the next time, or the next! This is the coolest part, you not only DIDN'T apologize wholeheartedly, you actually make the person feel guilty for some unforsaken reason. And when they tell the story to people, boy are they gonna say "He/she apologized like he meant it, but now I'm feeling guilty for no reason". See what you did there? Heck, you manage to make them THINK they've wronged you, and for that, they're the crazy ones.

So with 'whatever', it's such a strong word. Dare I say, it could be stronger than the word 'strong' or 'fuck' or both of them combined. In any kind of situation, you'll just end up being the cool person, who just did something nice, but for some reason, people just seem to think you did the nicest thing in the world.

So, here's to whatever. Whatever.

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I'm extra grumpy this past week. I know why. It's my second day today. No, not women problems. I am so proud of myself :D

This, will need to continue forever, I'm getting used to it anyway :)

Nutella

So okay, what if you were a cat?

Would you roll around in mud all day or prefer to laze in bed, being fed the best tuna in the world?

Being an un-cat, I wonder what goes through a cat's mind when people stare at them endlessly, sometimes trying to meow for attention. If there were a bubble in their heads, I think these would definitely be some of them:

1) Can you please meow meow somewhere else? It's annoying. (Obviously they don't know that they sound like 'meow' to us. To them, they're just saying hello)

2) Please look at me so that...oy oy! why aren't you looking at me anymore? Okay, I am going to just roll around here, juuuust to grab your attention because I'm cute and cuddly and you should not be able to resist me!

3) You really don't have any fashion sense. Really? The same freakin sweater three days in a row? It's not even winter anymore!

4) I really need to poop. Can you please NOT watch?! It's awkwardddd!

5) Stroke my belly one more time and I'll fart in your face.

Okay, I'm just bored. Oh and I really want a cat. First I need to convince the parents that I can take care of a cat, and not think it's just a 'purchase of the month'.

And I'm going to name it "Nutella". It's mighty convenient because my first born is going to be named Natalia. So if I were to call one name, chances are, one would definitely answer. Don't steal those names. I warn you.