blatantlysweet

311 - Just where is the line?

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 16:11:11 GMT

Just saw something on KK's twitter which made me laugh out loud.

Really dislike guys who r unwilling to part w their money when they can well afford it. Guys cannot be like tt la omg.

Gonna instill this in my sons next time. Pay for the girls dammit. Chivalry is deader than MJ.

It's just money omg. U can jolly well earn it back when we r giving birth n on maternity leave!!I

spent all this money n time on hair n make-up to look good dangling off your arm. Pls la, not asking for hundreds or thousands leh

Sometimes girls just wanna feel appreciated n special. Guys being miserly just show us how much they think we're not worth it.

If I wanted to go dutch or pay for a guy, I'll eat w my brothers thanks.

This doesn't apply to guy friends. Only guys who ask u out on dates. At least offer la! I'm super zi dong one, I will def offer too!

Grossest is when the bill for say $50 comes, n he takes out $20 n looks at u expectantly. WTF man. U wanna wash plates ah?

I'm cool if he takes out $30 bucks. Or at least half la! $20 is like pls go fuck yourself.

Man she's sharp and makes me laugh. And it just hits at the right spot. Personally I hate it when guys pay for my stuff, thanks to Mom who has constantly drilled that into me. But I definitely appreciate them offering.

And I can never, never understand how girls can make boys pay for their stuff! I mean, meals and movies are fine but even then I always make sure I pay the next time. Presents for occasions are okay. But making guys pay for your shopping is Not.

Me: Oh I must tell you. I HATE boys paying for my stuff!
Cali: What?? We're gonna have a problem.
Me: But my mom says never to let guys pay for you!
Cali: Well, my mom says never to let the girl pay.

The only man I will ever live off is my poor Daddy and maybe Cali if he ends up earning ten times more than me. And all you other boys, LET ME PAY FOR MY OWN STUFF, PLEASE!

Except Sam, who makes me pay for his muffin and chocs! Lol

310 - Bittersweet symphony

Wed, 09 Dec 2009 23:41:16 GMT

Last night in London.

I will finally be able to close this chapter of my life.
Say goodbye. Let the dust collect.

You don't hate me. You hate yourself - for leaving me that night, for not believing me. And you know it.

309 - Sweet Sweet December

Mon, 07 Dec 2009 21:01:04 GMT

I only just realised that I'm flying back to sunny Kay El in TWO DAYS!

I'm soooo happy!

I have a feeling that I should be feeling sad about leaving the country that has taught me much and brought me even more heartache and pain.

But I don't, not really.

RAWR. Just too happy to be flying back, where the people matter.

I can't stop thinking about Dec 27th/ 28th or which ever day I drive up to Kay El to see the two new loves of my life!

Ahh the male species. Wonderful creatures.

How can I already miss and love you this much when we've never met?

From the moment I meet you, my life will officially revolve around you.

PS: Don't worry Daddy! You're still my no. 1 Man!

Sweet pea
Apple of my eye
Don't know when and I don't know why
You're the only reason I keep on coming home

Sweet pea
What's all this about
Don't get your way all you do is fuss and pout
You're the only reason I keep on coming home

I like the Rock of Gibraltar
I always seem to falter
And the words just get in the way
Oh I know I'm gonna crumble
I'm trying to stay humble
But I never think before I say

Sweet pea
Keeper of my soul
I know sometimes I'm out of control
You're the only reason I keep on coming
You're the only reason I keep on coming yeah
You're the only reason I keep on coming home

308 - The Journey II

Sun, 06 Dec 2009 18:24:03 GMT

In the long months (long because I generally wait less than 100 hours between break ups and new relationships), I have met a few potentials but kept away for little and insignificant reasons which made them less than ideal partners.

Also because my little sister yells at me for being a serial monogamist and I am terrified of her.

All this finally culminating in you.
This time, I shall throw caution to the wind and break all the rules.

Dec 31st, I can't wait to start my life with you.

Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky oh my, baby I'm trying
Yeah I hear you in my dreams
I hear your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I wait for you I promise you, I will

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music, fell the air
I put a flower in your hair
And though the breeze is through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
Let the world keep spinning round
You hold me right here right now

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

307 - The Journey I

Sun, 06 Dec 2009 18:12:50 GMT

The 2 years of self-discovery and�fooling around�in Taylor's, 3 years of scraping through and ultimately graduating with a shameful 2:2 and a year of pure enjoyment culminating in a respectable VC in Bar School has finally paid off.

"Miss Chua, by the authority and on behalf of the Masters of the Bench, I publish you�a barrister of this Honourable Society".

I am proud if only for the sole reason of making my parents proud. I have finally done the one thing in my life that has proven to be a much deserved reward.

More than that, I am so very thankful for my parents who have supported and loved me unconditionally throughout the harrowing journey despite me screwing up and letting them down time and again.

I think about my past, my flaws which bring me down.
I remember Bar School, kind words of benchers, senior counsels and my parents that will keep my faith in this path I have chosen to pursue.

January 4th, I can't wait to start.

�

306 - Come Away With Me

Mon, 30 Nov 2009 02:33:17 GMT

Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song

Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies

And I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come?

Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you

And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me

Promise me you'll wait for me..

305 - Summer lovin

Sun, 29 Nov 2009 22:53:26 GMT

Jo says (6:50 AM):

soo princesses, popstars. sorry darling i'm a humble lawyer

* says (6:51 AM):

omg... thats like the biggest achievement!

a LAWYER!

Jo says (6:51 AM):

k. i'm gonna pretend thats true coz i'm neither a princess nor a popstar

* says (6:51 AM):

even princesses and popstars need lawyers! haha

Jo says (6:52 AM):

YEAH! and i dont need them!

so suck it!

lol

304 - Dear Seth

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 05:44:16 GMT

The flight was pretty awesome, good chairs means good sleep!

I'm so glad I travelled with the Superstar, can't say he feels the same Lol.

He was as charming as ever.

The family was lovely. Mucho gracias!

It's what? 13 minutes to 6 am in London now and I'm wide awake, extremely bored and just a teensy bit hungry.

The boyfriend (not mine) is sleeping on the floor so I don't really wanna blast music after he so kindly came to pick me up at midnight.

Is it mad weird that I miss you?
How does a 13 hour flight from Malaysia change a want to a longing?

London is so cold and I want cwtches! Lots and lots and lots........

Who'd have known, who'd have known
When you flash up on my phone
I no longer feel alone

303 - A Sorta Fairytale

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 17:22:41 GMT

Leaving for London tomorrow. Daddy's got a teleconference and can't take me so his driver uncle will drive me to the airport instead.

Kinda bummed that my family can't make it but I'm glad I'll be flying with the superstar.

The past few days have been so...romance comedy like?

Almost a beautiful fairytale.

I can't remember the last time I laughed so much and was just so excited and happy to wake up every morning.

You're in my arms
And all the world is gone
The music playing on
For only two
So close togehter

And when I'm with you
So close to feeling alive

A life goes by
Romantic dreams must die
So I bid mine goodbye
And never knew 
So close with waiting
Waiting here with you
And now, forever, I know
All that I want is to hold you
So close

So close to reaching
That famous happy end
Almost believing
This one's not pretend
Now you're beside me
And look how far we've come
So far
We are
So close...

Oh, how could I face these faceless days
If I should lose you now?

We're so close to reaching
That famous happy end
Almost believing
This one's not pretend
Let's go on dreaming
Though we know we are
So close
So close, and still
So far...

302 - Ode to Loves of the Past

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 12:28:20 GMT

I saw something on Twitter today that reminded me of the latest ex.

I always remember the good, try to forget the�bad and always, always remember one moment which represents the relationship at its peak.

When I was eighteen

I remember having a very bad day. I was so so unhappy and I was just very quiet the entire evening. We were�past the swimming pool�when my first ex tripped and nearly fell into the pool. I couldn't help but to smile. He looked half offended and asked if only an�unfortunate accident would make me laugh. I said very honestly that had he fallen into the pool, I would most definitely have burst out laughing. He then took out his handphone and wallet from his pocket, gave them to me and proceeded to jump into the pool.

When I was twenty

My second ex had visited me in Cardiff for the first time. I had classes the morning he had to leave so I left for class and he was to let himself out. I came back that afternoon to find post-its with lovely messages all over my room and bathroom. He had also rearranged my entire room (I'm generally very messy) and left a letter detailing where everything was complete with arrows, starting point being me in bed because he knew I was bum and always lazed in bed.

When I was twenty two

My third ex and I had gone for a movie. I was buying popcorn for the both of us and he bought himself an ice lolly. Later in the cinema, he claimed that he had asked me if I wanted one but I didn't answer (I did not hear him asking me). Anyway, I was just ignoring him and he said he would go get me one and I refused to tell him which one I wanted (partly because I wanted to give him a hard time and partly because the movie had started and I didn't want him to miss any of it). He left anyway�and came back with one of every kind.

When I was twenty three

My last ex did not like fantasy at all and could not understand my fascination with Harry Potter. When the latest Harry Potter film was due to come out this year, I got very very excited and insisted he watch it with me. He not only agreed but also got all the previous movies off his friend (five long movies, mind you) and we had a Harry Potter marathon the week before the latest Harry Potter came out.

I leave the gas on, walk the alleys in the dark
sleep with candles burning, I leave the door unlocked
I'm weaving a rope and, running all the red lights
did I get your attention cause I'm sending all the signs
the clock is ticking, and I'll be giving my two weeks
your favorite shade of black, you best prepare a speech
say something funny, say something sweet
but don't say that you loved me

Cause I'm still breathing
And we've been dead for a while
this sickness has no cure
we're going down for sure
already lost�our grip
best abandon ship

Maybe I was too pale, maybe I was too fat
maybe you had better, better luck in the sack
no formal education and I swore way too much
but I swear you didn't care cause we were in love
so as I write this letter and shead my last tear
its all for the better than we end this here
let's close this chapter, say one last prayer
but don't say that you loved me

I'm still breathing..