Neutral Good Human Bard/Cleric

Some Test that i took.. kinda fun.. try it if u have time :)

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half a day

yes, am blogging in my office again! they so gonna fire me soon..:P but what the heck... tomorrow is public holiday, which makes today the eve of public holiday, so just like Christmas eve or Chinese new year eve, its immoral to ask people to work on the eve of any holiday! yes, i am full of crap.. bite me!

Today wasn't really a good day to begin, woke up and realize that there is not water at home!! Thought was some stupid kids that went and turn off our main water switch again, (yes, they do that all the time! i hate kids!) BUT anyway, no, the water switch was fine, and i was running up and down my floor, with my pj and robe (have to robe, pj too sexy adi.. lol) peeping into my neighbours, to see whether is there any water at their place :P. Then my lurking around caught the attention of my neighbour, which i swear was two step away from calling the police abt a woman wandering at her hallway with PJ and a robe! Anyway, to my horror, she told me there is no water since 5 am this morning.. i was thinking... who wakes up at 5 in the morning?!

So anyway, its officially there is no water, and to let u know a dirty little secret, i didnt took bath this morning! muahaha... i gross u out? good :P

anyway... after playing around, obviously late for work... change... moisturize....ran... drive... put makeup... drive fast fast... ran again.. touch down at office ngam ngam!lol!

Today is nasi lemak day (have to limit myself once a week leh, if not, i know no self control! lol!) and my dear colleague is back from Kuantan, so obviously its some gossip session... abt the office bitch la, my boss la ( Boss was complaining abt how they book his air ticket wrong, and he had to fly economic to UK, seriously,who cares?! ungrateful! u can fly me on cargo to UK! i wont care! just fly me there!), my another bitchy colleague, the company Casanova wannabe... well.. u get the picture la... and then of coz... my morning coffee...um.....

Oh ya... then after that the usual mail checking, news checking, facebook checking, blog checking (julia posted something on green tea... was so yum! make me hungry again!). Then of coz, got like a million emails from each department :( asking for all sort of nonsense... sigh.. got meeting lagi later... and its only 12:15 pm and i'm bloody hungry!

Oooh, am gonna play badminton tonight with some colleagues! this is my desperate attempt to do "some" exercise! SOME....:P

OKla... need to go do SOME work adi, before i count down to my lunch break.. adios!

Words of Wisdon :)

I saw these "wisdom words" on th net and thought of sharing it. No.4 is personal favourite... goes right to the heart :P

1. A day without sunshine is like night.

2. On the other hand, you have different fingers.

3. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot.

4. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.

5. Remember, half the people you know are below average.

6. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.

7. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm .

8. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap.

9. Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.

10. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

11. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines.

12. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments.

13. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand.

14. OK, so what's the speed of dark?

15. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane .

16. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.

17. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?

18. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines

19. What happens if you get scared half to death, twice?

20. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?

21. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering, "What the hell happened?"

22. Just remember -- if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off.

23. Light travels faster than sound. That's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

24. Life isn't like a box of chocolates. It's more like a jar of jellybeans.

alone

I been doing a lot things alone lately.

I watch movie alone. I drink coffee alone. I wander arounf malls alone.

I think i need sometime with myself. I especially like watching movie alone. In a dark room, with my phone off. I cant see another human being, but only the screen playing. Finally i get some peace. I could breath again. Slowly but steady.

Like now. I am sitting at the coffee house alone. There is this girl that is sitting in front me. Also alone. staring out to the world. like nothing ever matter to her. Her phone rang. She answered. I think its him. She said it's ok, i'm busy too, we'll meet next time. she hang up the phone and stare out again. i try to get some emotion from her face. But i failed. Her eyes was so clam. almost like a statute. I suppose sometime, nothing really matters.

My columbian brewed coffee, does not give me the taste of summer. Somewhat, it taste quaint. Its almost too queit. Is it one of those night again? I dunno.

There is guy sitting at the back of me. His coffee taste like summer. He is over joyed. Calling everyone he knows, sharing the good news. He cant even contend in his sit. Its almost like he is going to leap and jump. he smile. he type furiously, talk loudly. I suppose sometime, the smallest things matters.

i am sitting here wondering what really matters to me. The people. SH said to me once. Its always the people. Ya, the people.

She is still sitting there. probably wondering what is so great abt the world out there. He had however quiet down. Being happy can be tiring.

Its a Monday night. Its raining and i'm alone with everyone. Its nice to be alone with somebody. Be it her or he. We are alone together.

Will you be my....?

"What kinda man are u looking for?"

This is a hard question to answer. There never seem to be a definite one for this. You either feel u missed out a criteria or you don't even know where to start!! People always ask me this question and frankly i never have the right answer. I mean sure, i will say things like tall, good personality, blah blah blah... but deep down i knew that was not the right answer. Yet, i dunno what is the right answer.

But that day, i was seeking refuge in one of this shitty, unrealistic, totally time wasting romance novel (yes, so i read them, bite me!), and something hit me! Finally my answer came to me.

In the novel, the lead is a sucessful young lady, yet she never get to find the right guy for her. Her friends ask her why? And she answered, "Because they are not my hero!". Oh my! that was when it hits me! I need a hero TOO!

Finally, i know what is my answer! I want a hero.

But what is a hero? I'm not talking about man in blue spendex outfit with his red underwear out, nor am i talking about a John Mclane running around town to safe the world. I talk about a real hero. My hero.


My hero makes me laugh;

My hero tells me that i am prefect and i do not need to loose a single inch off my waist;

My hero makes me want to love myself more;

My hero makes it ok for me to be weak sometime;

My hero makes me feel that with all the wrong in the world, there is some right;

My hero lets me soar, and catches me when i fall;

My hero lets me feel that i am worth it;

My hero tells me its ok to cry, its ok to be vulnarable;

My hero believes that there is no dream to big for me;

My hero loves me, for who i am and for what we will be....

Where is my hero? Am i ever gonna find my hero? or is it again, another shitty, unrealistic, time wasting dream??

nightmare

I had the best dream yesterday night. It was so beautiful.

I met this person. He is not very tall, he is not very good looking, he is not very rich.

But he loves me.

We meet at his quiet little café. I had my café latte, sipping away at the claming afternoon.

Then he came.

He sat in front of me. We met, it was instance, we were in love.

We went everywhere together. We did everything together.

We laugh, we cry, we hold each other so tight, I can still feel his heat.

Then he had to go. I cried.

He brought me to this park, and we sat on a bench.

Then he kneel down, took out the ugliest ring I ever seen. And ask me to go with him. To be with him. It was the most beautiful moment life could offer.

But I cried. In sorrow. I suppose it was that time where I realized it all a dream.

This is how a sweet dream turns to nightmare. Where u want to live in the dream, where dream can give u what life cant offer….
If only… I’m still in the dream…

Morbid

I am angry. So mad. I can feel the burning urge in my body to holler. SCREAM. I said to myself. CRY. I beg myself. But I’m holding it in. HOLDING. Like its uses every last strength I have in my body. I’m holding it. But the heart, it ache, oh so bad. ACHE. The finger clench. So tight. I can see the vain. VAIN. Every single one of them. They are so green. Green in anger. Green in rage. I command myself to breath. But its so hard, as very breath is like fire. It hurts. Oh the fire of rage. Save me as I sink deeper. Rage Fury Anger. It consumed me.