I can't respond well to that, especially from the opposite sex.
The moment I see that, my brain signals my entire body to go into a semi-shutdown mode. Imagine being stunned for a significant number of seconds, heart ponding like a drum against the walls of my chest, cold sweats, and chilled peripheries.

All the while conscience screaming at me to do the right thing. Give her a tissue, comfort her, put an arm around her or at least a mild pat on the back. But too bad my muscles are in solid state of fear.

When I do gain control, I am only able to give a tissue and words for comfort.

Why is this such an issue?? I realise now that at where I stand now at my job these things are not as rare as I would like them to be. And I should be able to do something immediately to help ease the pain.

Question is how?? I need help to give out help. And I must find a solution soon, for I refuse to allow myself be helpless at moments I should not....


Be I how is day this. Abouts in random, directions obscure reason was.
Done must that, did was it. Short some was, it redo caused.

That two line made just about enough sense of how my day was.... Mehh.. Hope on the morrow be day a better... Scratch hope, get down and make it I must =)

Much needed

Where can I find huge ass ice cubes in kl?? I would like to build an igloo, and stay innit. My room, soon enough my mum can turn it into her kitchen and cook stuff without using any gas.

Get an air-cond unit you say?? Why?? I dislike those things. If I get fried up because of my stubbornness then serve me right je la. Why must I resort to artificially cooled and recycled air??

I blame humans, you tards made it get this hot. You and ur relentless need to "advance".


I hear voices in my head

I do... I hear it all too often...
Almost every passing moment when my mind is not occupied with anything else..
Its not faint, nor is loud but just perfectly audible...
Making its point, telling me... Reminding me..



Okay so I gave up blogging (no surprises there) and now I am back to give it another shot.
I think by now its clear that my blogging has its own life cycle. With no determined interval of each phase.

Back again from hibernating, not driven by actual interest to write again but rather because of the complete lack of activity (also the fact that blogger aint blocked here) and literature inspiring boredom.

Much time only just lapsed, with me typing a word and deleting it being unable to string out a proper sentence from it. But that did lead me to type the last. I guess, right now I am living in the moment. Each and every nano-second of it. Without a goal (cuz i pretty much completed what I had to do today), except but to wait with so much anticipation to be back home.

Home to where I get to occupy my time with something real dear at present time. Something that will take control of a major part of my life in the near future. How long it will be, I don't know. What will come of it? I don't know. But I am glad I have, at least something to actually be excited more about. Been a while since such feelings were with me....