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Saturday, March 21, 2009

Red n Gold

Don't know about this...may be a bit cheesy compared to my previous incoherent kind of writing style. This is not a dreamscape. Just a little something that streamed out into words.
Somewhere in a city the night was young

Neon lights flashed in blue green gold and red

Cars formed a heavy stream of gold n red

Ladies accessorized in gold and nails red

She wore her innocence the way she wore white

‘It was only an accessory for the night’

as she looked into the mirror she thought.

She closed her eyes

She could see him standing behind the door

In another room

She could see him flash his white pearls

Beyond the door

She longed to touch his soft skin

And for he hers….

She opens her eyes

Disgusted with her thoughts

How could she think for a minute

Someone like him would even …..

She shook her head dismissively

Let out a faint mocking laugh

She walked out of the bathroom

Hoping that repulsive girl would stay in the mirror

She steals a glance

He is but a boy

Like a bobby his round expressive eyes catches the thief

The thief that is her stolen glance.

He smiles, scans her up and down

Taking her all in with those boyish fervent eyes

Well of course she dismissed it

He was just wondering at her imperfections

She thought.

As the night got older

The boy got bolder

He never left her out of his sight

Nor out of his hands

She had forgotten of the girl in the mirror

She was wearing red now

It was a deep shade of red

like the deepest of passion

She was losing herself to the night

The night made people act in funny ways

Its darkness a symbol of mysticism

A symbol of nothing but everything

They wanted nothing from each other

Yet everything from one another.

She was losing herself to the night

They were too close now

So close she could hear his thoughts

Her face brushed against his

His petal like lips firmly across her cheek

Their hair entwined by the heat of their passion

Closer and closer till the only closer was in.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

A Blonde at Head?Heart? Or not Blonde at all?

Here's the thing. Its been like ages and my blog seems to have been orphaned =( My excuse is I don't actually have a camera at the moment and I've been quite busy too which is good (but bad cos I havent had the time to blog).
I wonder like without pictures..does anyone actually wana read the junk I write? Or is it the shows and stuff that is of interest? I don't know. But I know that this post is just gonna be words words words. Its about me and how sometimes I say really stupid things or respond oddly (is that even a word?) to questions.
I mean its not like its cos Im blonde (im not) or something. It just sounds right in my head and actually even after I've said what I said but the reaction from the person Im talking to is a giveaway...I'll be like (in my head) "Abs....you've done it again." Am I eccentric? frank? lack social skills? You tell me ~_~

Situation 1:
At a club. A really drunk lady and her drunk friend try to have a conversation with me.
Drunk ladies: Hello! Where you from?
Me: Er here. Ampang.
Drunk ladies: Oh. So what do you do?
Me: Er...I work.
Drunk ladies burst out laughing...."wow! she works"
-End of conversation-

Situation 2:
At some audiotion I was asked some culturally themed question.
Judge: What is your favourite festival in Malaysia and why?
Me: Deepavali. Cos its like the only festival that everyone can fully enjoy. Like Chinese New Year...if you invite a Muslim they may not feel comfortable eating cos they may think it's non-halal and Raya people mostly cook beef so Hindu's can't eat.
(at this point I realised how racist I sounded. But Im not. I was just being honest. Ok maybe a little too honest.)
The Judge was a Chinese guy.......

Situation 3:
I dropped my mom of at school (no she is not a child. she is a teacher.). It was really really early in the morning so I didn't wash up or anything before leaving. I carried a box of files out of the car for her to the school gate where I met her friend, also a teacher.
Me: Hi =)
Teacher: Hi. How are you?
Me: I haven't brushed my teeth yet.
The teacher stood there staring at me too stunned to say anything.
Me: Bye =)

So, with this I end with a promise to update more often and put up some nice shots as well. Thanks for dropping by anyways and sorry you were not greeted by any new posts.

Muacks