Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Rom-Com Life!

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

How nice it would be if my life was like a romantic comedy...LOL! Could you say Sleepless in Seattle, When Harry Met Sally, and all the other rom-com shit? Gawd, that would be fun!!!

Having friends tell me i'm more likely to get killed by terrorists then finding somebody...then, out of sheer serendipity, i find Mr. Right! Or maybe he was in front of me and i didn't realize it until he was halfway around the world, then i would go after him...begging the flight attendant that i can't miss the plane coz i'm after the man i love? Yup, that would be just how i would want my life to be!

Alas, life does not imitate art...in my 20 years on this good Earth, i have only known a few decent guys...some of them gays, some are taken, some are friends (my principle: dating friends result in losing a friendship. Go figure!)...Some are after one thing, and that just makes me sick! Some think that they are all that! Some think that they can touch, grab, pinch, or jerk-off in front of young school-girls! Yeah, the latter happened to me before while i was getting home from school with a friend! What we both experienced was traumatizing...Not to mention, there was nothing much to look at, if you know what i mean...LOL!

The grabbing part happened before too, when i was around 13...yeah, a fugly motorcyclist played the "i'm lost" card and took advantage of a young girl's naivety by grabbing her boobs!

You know what's funny? The friend i was walking with earlier told me the same thing happened to her before too! Hahahaha...i guess that is why we both are very cynical towards men. We always think there's an ulterior motive when a guy tries to be all "nice" to us...

So now, what am i gonna do? Just let someone in? Hah, like it's that easy...Well, i hope that my cynicism will not drive me to utter loneliness and self-destruction. I so want the idea of the perfect man...Could it ever happen? Well, someone might prove me wrong, i hope!

All the best to girls (and guys) waiting for their ideals to become a reality!

Monday, February 26, 2007

Here's Me!

Monday, February 26, 2007

The Priss
Deliberate Brutal Love Dreamer (DBLDf)

Mature. Responsible. Aristocratic. Excuse me. The Priss.

Prisses are the smartest of all female types. You're highly perceptive, and confident in your judgements. You'd take brutal honesty over superficiality any time--your friends always know where they stand with you. You're completely unfake. Don't tell me that's not a word. You're also excellent at redirecting internal negative energy.

These facts indicate people are often intimidated by you. They also fall for you, hard. You have a distant, composed allure that many find irresistible. If only more of them lived up to your standards.

Your exact opposite:
The Playstation

Random Gentle Sex Master

You were probably the last among your friends to have sex. And the first to pretend that you're pregnant. LOL. Though you're inclined to use sex as weapon, at least it's not as one of mass destruction. You're choosier than most about your partners. A supportive relationship is what you're really after. Whether you know it or not, you need something steady & long-term. And soothing.

ALWAYS AVOID: The Playboy, The Loverboy

CONSIDER: The Manchild

Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.
My profile name: Georjie

Thursday, February 22, 2007

I've Come To Terms...

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Yeah, i still am coming to terms that i'm not going for Muse's concert, although it could be one of the highlights of my age (19---but only 'til April 28th!). Somehow, i just don't wanna think about it, but you can't, when every commercial on TV seems to be promoting it!

It's like they're trying to shove it in your face that you can't go...like they're saying "Ha-ha" in the Simpsons manner. You know, that kid from the Simpsons, the one always going, "Ha-ha"! LOL...

Yeah, now where can i seek comfort? No one really is as obsessed with this concert as i am (i think!)

Sometimes, you just go, "Life's sick little games...now i get it!"

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Muse in Concert

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Oh my Gawd...I keep dreaming that i am going for Muse's concert this coming Sunday. Shit, man! I hate it; that all the tickets are sold out. I feel like crying when i think about all the people who are going for this special concert! I hate it that this could be the best concert ever in Malaysia, and i'm gonna miss it!!!

It certainly is gonna be huge, seeing that an alcoholic beverage is the sole-sponsor for the concert...Damn!!! And you know what's the best part? No "Rempits" and gediks allowed!!! If you live here in Malaysia, you'd catch my drift!

How i wish i could go...My budz wouldn't want to, but i could find others who would. The problem is...tickets are sold out!

Now i'm gonna keep on dreaming about this until the concert is over. I really am gonna wallow in self-pity and biterness now...

So, toodlez...bitches!!!

Friday, February 16, 2007

My Weird Dream

Friday, February 16, 2007

Here is what i dreamt about...

I was going out of my office building...walking on the ground level, when suddenly i find myself walking into a dorm room...and i see an old guy friend! I seemed happy to see him, and he introduces me to two of his friends, who i swear i haven't seen before. All of us seem to hit it of! They sure seem to like teasing me, and i suddenly pull a playful, sad face...Then all of them say, "Awww, we're sorry..."

All of a sudden, i find myself outside, walking near an apartment unfamiliar to me...old and dark-ish...i sense that my guy friend is trying to call me, and i don't know why. When i answer the phone (which somehow was there, hanging from a chain on my neck), it's actually my mom, asking me why am i not home yet? In that particular minute, i get scared...I mean what the hell am i doing here? I run as fast as i could, and i reach an unfamiliar playground...

The playground is dark. The only lights are the street lights. I see a few children, and i get out of there.

As i walk the lonely road, i see a man running away from the cops! It seems he is a German (???). At least, that's what the neighborhood watchmen are saying (i don't even know where the hell they came from!). The German is caught, and said to be a murderer...

Now, i'm carrying a baby...my bro/sis that my mom had just given birth to...it was smiling...and very very big for a newborn.

Then, i see myself in a cinema...an unknown movie going on. I'm walking towards a lit area with someone, but i just don't know who! This someone is holding my hand...Man, this is weird!

This was a long, unfulfilling journey for me. I wanted to go home, and i was taken into this realm of the bleakness...To places i've never been, people i've never known! All for what? I was lost throughout the journey...feeling scared and alone...and confused! The common denominator of all the places? I WAS WALKING! I really was walking like hell...everywhere...non-stop!

I don't know, it all seems like a very weird dream...can anyone interpret this? And why do i still remember it so vividly? It was like a cocktail of a week's dream, and i find it unusual that i woke up tired!

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Behold, V Day!

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Here it is, the day every person in love waited for...Valentine's Day! I've dreaded this day for days...and why?

My mom feels sorry for me coz i don't have a valentine (whatever that means), my sister is all googly-eyed the whole day, talking to her boyfriend, some friends ask me why have i STILL not had a boyfried, my other friends who are single start hatching a plan to boycott V Day, TV shows about romance, and how its still NOT dead keep getting thrown into my eye sockets, blinding me further with idealistic views on love and romance, and i could go on...but i won't!

Why is it wrong to be single without everybody (not all) being all up in your face with "Why? Why? Why?"

I'm single, and that's my prerogative, damnit! If i would've settled for less, i'd had many relationships by now...but i don't, and i'm happy with that choice. I'm happy being alone, independent, stong, confident, etc. I don't think i would have any of these traits and experiences if i had a relationship.

As much as i want to, the simple answer is, I still haven't found the right guy! The right guy who makes me have butterflies in my stomach, the right guy who makes my heart skips a beat whenever we meet, the right guy who makes me think of him day and night, the right guy who i can't get enough of, the right guy, the right guy...

So, what can i do? Wallow in bitterness? NO!!! I'm gonna hang out, watch some cartoons, read a book, listen to some music, talk to my parents, and just NOT think about it.

Monday, February 12, 2007

Uh-oh...V Day's Coming!

Monday, February 12, 2007

Everybody!!! Head to the safe spots for cover, the attack of V Day is almost here...Oh geez, i can almost smell the love in the air...Dinner tables booked, roses ordered, chocolate candy hearts, in a heart-shaped box, jewelry, the whole enchilada!

Okay, maybe i'm a little bitter, but isn't it true? You see that special someone every day, and yet only profess your love, shower 'em with gifts and buy 'em hiked-up priced roses...and for what? Just to prove you're not alone? Just for one miserable day? Heck, you should do it every freakin' day of your life...Same goes for Mothers' Day, Fathers' Day, and all the other days...

If it wasn't for this awfully commercialized day, i would think it is a day to commemorate a saint, who died for love...something so special to his heart...LOVE! And i only wish i could experience what he strived for. But nowadays, who knows about St. Valentine at all?

Wow, i guess i am bitter!

Friday, February 09, 2007

My Guardian Angel Saved Me

Friday, February 09, 2007

So I followed mom to the supermarket after work...poor mom looked like she could pop the baby out at any minute (only 5 and 3/4 months, and she's sooo big!)...Went to buy stuff for cooking and basic necessities.

Goin' back home, i carried most of the stuff. I'm 5 ft 2, but very VERY often, i'm hailed a strong little boy by my dad (He thought i was a boy when they looked at the ultrasound) and often carry heavy things, fix electronic appliances at home, yada yada yada...but that's another story! Will follow up on that on the next post...

So, we were walkin' down the stairs. Just before that, i told my mom to be careful while goin' down. Then the ironic thing happened (READ: Life's Sick Lil' Games!)...I almost fell down!

Wtf? All the groceries (very heavy!) I was carrying fell from my hands, as my fuckin' medium high-heels got caught on the foldings of my jeans, makin' me tip over.

Gawd!!! I swear, i would have or could have fallen down flat on my face, broken my neck, my nose, my chin, etc if it wasn't for my guardian angel! I was carrying canned stuff, and you should've seen the dents caused by the fall. Those stairs are high!

The thing is, somehow, i did NOT fall over...I just didn't! I should've, but didn't! I'm very lucky, very VERY lucky! If you saw the staircase, and how i tripped, you would've seen that a resulting fall would've had me bite the dust!

So now, after always hearing people being saved by their guardian angels, i could say that I too, have been saved by mine!

Thank you, my guardian angel, thank you! I'm sure that you've saved me many a times, but this time, I realized it! So, thank you...God bless!

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Stop This Shit!!!

Thursday, February 08, 2007

I have this problem. This guy keeps pestering me by calling, sending me SMSes. Even anonymous ones (I know it's definitely him), and frankly, it's beginning to scare me. He and i became friends when i worked at some place. JUST friends, and i make it clear, every time. Yet, he kept calling me, and calling me, and calling me...

Now that I left that place (which was around, i dunno, 2 years ago!), i thought he would just get fed up with all the calls he's been giving me, seeing that i don't pick up when i see his number.

Ok, so he stopped for awhile, and i was sooooo happy. Now, recently, a mysterious number appeared on my cell, so i answered, and what do you know, there he was! Oh shit! I couldn't say anything, so i talked out of courtesy. I did NOT lead him on or anything...just remained curt and polite!

Yesterday, he sent me an SMS, begging me to send him my photo, and it sickened me! I said, "NO! I do not send out my photo to ANYBODY!" to which he replied, "Please, do this for me...and i'll send you mine." I replied, "X", for no...and he didn't send anything else. I hope he got the message.

Some people just get on my nerves. Why don't they get the message? (no pun intended) Besides, never in my life have i met someone like this...I smelled desperation+dependency on him from day one. So, please avoid being friends with these kinds of people, who can't get a clue, can't get a life, and yada yada yada...

Why do i feel that i have this magnet for these kinds of people? Why can't i attract someone i could be in love with, like, or even get along with? Aaaarrrggghhh!!! I always, always, always attract people i don't like!!!

Please let this guy find somebody who will love him, someone he deserves...NOT me! And let him be gone from my life!

NOW, i say...BEGONE, you mo' fo'...BEGONE!!!

Monday, February 05, 2007

Waiting for My Prince to Come (Cynical!)

Monday, February 05, 2007

-This is a satirical tale to summon my Prince Charming (like as if he exists)-

Dear Prince Charming,

What is taking you so long? People are beginning to wonder what the hell is wrong with me? Now tell me, when can i start creepin' out of the house (in my tower of solitude) to go for dates with you?

Have you found someone else? Should i find me another? Geez, another one bit the dust just a few weeks ago...Before taking his last breath, he uttered the words, "Damn you, bitch! What the hell do you think you're doing? Waiting for some guy that does not exist in THIS world...You must be joking...take me as yours and settle for less, coz you ain't gonna get any if you don't!"

I then smothered him in his sleep! (less suffering!)

Then, an old drunk asked me a few days ago, "How old are you now? 20? Whoa, haven't had a boyfriend? You're weird! Is there something wrong with you? Are you a lesbo or something?"

I told him i was straight, and that i'm driven to achieve my ambitions, and i don't need a man to "complete" me, whatever that means(taken from Jerry Maguire)...

He said, "Oh, i see...you're one of those ultra-feminists who is probably gonna artificially inseminate herself coz you don't wanna marry, right? Well, now i can see why you're single!"

I then switched his beer with cat piss...he didn't notice any difference!

Next, i bumped into Snow White, who just had a divorce, citing irreconcilable differences as the problem...She is now seeking full custody of the kids! Also met Cinderella...seems that her Prince Charming was caught in bed with the stable boy...he now plans to wed the stable boy in the UK, seeing that gay marriage is welcomed with open arms.

So, now, for my case, oh my special one! I don't know when you will be coming my way, but for now, all i can do is dream of the perfect guy, with the perfect smile, the perfect brains and brawn, perfect sense, and equipped with the perfect tehcniques for...cooking!

While i know you probably are looking for Princess Perfect, rather than myself, you can expect to see me in some bookstore, in the Political/Philosophy/Psychology/Literature section, reading for free to pass the time. Maybe you'll see me watching a movie with friends, shopping with my sister (who's happily 'married'), having lunch with someone as driven as me, and yada yada yada.

Or maybe we'll pass each other by without realizing it...if this happens, feel free to throw a fit in public and drown your sorrows over alcohol, okay? Maybe with your beer goggles, you'll discover me somewhere...and then, we'll live happily ever after, with alcohol to sustain us, and people bugging us no more! Woohoo for beer!

PS: This is just a joke...I do not drink, nor am i condoning it...As i said earlier, i tend to ramble when i feel like crap...so this whole Prince Charming shenanigan is just driving me nuts, coz certain people tend to annoy me about it...SO, THERE!!! Take it, you assholes! (Them assholes are comp illiterates, so, bonus points for me!!!)

PPS: This tale is purely fictitious. Any relevance of this story to real life is merely a coincidence. No animals (humans) were harmed during the writing of this story...

Friday, February 02, 2007

Hate the Gluttony! Kill the Glutton!

Friday, February 02, 2007

Do you ever eat, even when you're full from the meal you just ate? I hate it!!! Oh gosh, when i'm not at work, when i'm just stuck at home, i keep looking into the fridge, like as if some other food is gonna miraculously appear...

If i don't find any, i'll just go back to the sofa and watch tv...then, when there's a commercial, i repeat the cycle. Why, oh, why do i do this? It's driving me nuts. Is there a cure for food hunting out there?

One more thing i failed to mention...when/if i fail to find anything that fits my fancy, i make me a sandwich...and then i wonder where i get the jelly-belly!

One thing i have to restart is my exercise regime...i used to exercise, then i stopped for no apparent reason. Well, here is a good reason to start all over again. Wish me luck, bitches!!!