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Moving
I might occasionally update Mesmerized but I've decided to move my story to Soap Opera Life
See you there ! Be good, people.
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My half-fictitious life part IV
Storming the story through my head doesn’t seem to get me anywhere. What has become fairly obvious is that I have a serious crush on Zent. The kind of crush that leaves you clueless, truly disoriented. That’s quite an accurate description of the state I am in right now. I am standing here at a loss with what to do next, overwhelmed by feelings I ( Read more... ) -
My half-fictitious life part III
[For those who haven't followed]
Part I
Part II
How to survive a designer’s party at a most chic hotel (almost) without losing face.
Some would certainly have sold their souls to see my baffled expression when we got to the place. Nobody told me that I was supposed to take out my best ball ( Read more... ) -
My half-fictitious life part II
[For those who haven't followed: Part I ]
The Eleventh Commandment: Though shalt not pull out wild dance moves with a crush.
My outfit for the night is nothing short of rigorous (I bet I could have come straight from work, just like that *finger clap* Tadaa): black ample shirt down to the knee, white tank top with superposed sort-of-jumper that ( Read more... ) -
Some notes
1. Why is it that whenever I feel most unattractive, guys start checking me out at the mall? Maybe because they come to the mall to check out girls in the first place ( Read more... ) -
My half-fictitious life in as many episodes as might be
It’s Friday night and I’ve just come back from the trip. One of those trips that take you to the Moon and drop you half-dead as you land back onto ugly reality. I’ve called nobody but two friends to let them know that I am officially back to home-away-from-home, aka sin city.
The first one warmed me up in his typical over-the-top style. ‘Oh dear, I’ ( Read more... ) -
Discomfort
A friend once dropped this casual comment about me that triggered some thought in my dormant mind: ‘For you, comfort is a source of discomfort. You’d rather choose suffering, I guess’. This is so true that I can’t help feeling violated. I seem to always be seeking places and situations that will challenge most of what I thought I knew and ( Read more... ) -
Confessions
I like, so I pass on...
Accent: Joke!! You could say that I am a kind of cameleon, mimicking accents as I get by.
Booze: Hmmm, not my cup of tea.
Chore I Hate: Cleaning up the house. I am such a lazy lizard, you have no idea.
Dogs/Cats: I like cats because they're cheeky, and sly.
Essential Electronics: mobile phone...but nothing is that essential that ( Read more... ) -
Phone calls
He called me. Not a friend, not a lover, not a ghost. Him. It's a fuzzy feeling all over me.
Don't know what to think, what to do, how to deal with it.
Breathe in, breathe out. Shaite. -
swear words
I learnt a couple of colourful expressions lately. Do I care to share my guilty discoveries? Might do…if you beg me long enough!