TOMORROW NEVER COMES

Yes I steal pictures from Tumblr and yes I cried watching this movie and I don't know why I picked this picture maybe because she... (I'm not going give a spoiler or maybe I just did) and yes the following post has been posted out of sheer inspiration, boredom and love that never dies have a blessed day everyone and yes I should be studying now but what the heck I'm a writer and I'm loving it as much as I love the world and boohoo 

I was inspired yesterday as I laid down on the bed soft against my back but now it has all been forgotten like awakening from a bad dream and all vanished like the missing 370. I still have a few words left though to you and only you. What if I go missing one day just like the plane? Just like those who trespass the Bermuda? Just like those who surrender to the arms of the reaper?

Yesterday I saw you, today I see you, tomorrow will never be and I love how I get a sudden spark of insanity when I type these words out. What if tomorrow never comes??? Do you not love a little mystery??? Do you not love a little of me???

It will always be a gloomy day if I wake up next to you but never just another day but a gloomy one that will satisfy my soul. I surrender. It's not that I will say all that I have to say for time will never allow of it but for now I just have to say that through thick or thin, through your endless bobby cock, through your sheer nonsensical ways, through your messy faults, through your deceiving smile, through your subterfuge words that place an unbearable ache upon my chest, I have to say, I have to say and I simply must say that I've loved it all and I love you even more.

You teach me to be inspired and you teach me to be in absolute...

LOVE 

CREATE

I am here. Without much thought. What have I been up to? God knows. Did I have a sudden urge to write out of no where? Then again why is it called a sudden urge if not out of no where? An emptiness fills me up to my throat. I could vomit my sins out but then again I said it was emptiness. Maybe the emptiness itself was the sin. I've been doing some reading. It helps me a little. It opens the door of my mind to greater possibilities. Maybe this is what I want? To sit here and write my life out instead of forcing nonsensical standards into my head. Maybe I'm not here to take in things? Maybe I'm here to give out my thoughts? Have I not idled my life away too much all together? Questions of purpose of my purposeless life start to float all around my head like that of paper boats that will eventually sink. Maybe I should build solid ships of questions and work on them? Maybe that will be my greatest Titanic but even that sank. So many things have happened. I have been born and raised sometimes I feel into a disaster that I must rectify. I have failed once and many a times and I must never again. I wake up everyday to an unproductive day looking forward to nothing but the people that will never last. It's not like anyone cares. I should learn to care for myself. I will and I must start today. Enough of dancing in fantasy. Get a reality check and move on and do something about life. I enjoy the simple things in life that don't come simply. I enjoy being me but now I have to stop being me and start making me. I will write and keep writing and never stop till I'm done. I will now go to forcing standards into my head with hopes that once I'm done I can start writing everyday and all day. It's going to take time but it's not going to stop me from either or and I will keep smiling. NO. I will stop smiling so that I may smile forever. 

#OCD #ACCA #Passion #Purpose #Life #Love #Me

THOUGHTS ARE THINGS

ORANGE SODA MOMENT

So I finished my orange soda even before I can start blogging when it was suppose to be like by my side for some inspiration for me to sip while I type but that's the end of it.

Anyways I shouldn't be drinking this but I love orange soda and it's Mirinda and Mirinda has this one of a kind sucky taste. 

My cup is orange just like my soda. Here I am typing a crappy story because I can. It was supposed to be about love but it ended up to be about orange soda. Well even orange soda is love. Now I'm sleepy because of the orange soda. 

Dear Orange Soda why you so like that one??? I'm as high as fuck from this orange soda. I want to cry because the orange soda is the only thing I seem to be writing about and orange sodas don't bring people to my miserable blog.

Well it's okay as long as I have a happy private moment with my juicy sweet tantalizing yummy slurpy orange soda I'm happy. You know I've always loved you orange soda as a kid although I've not had you in a while and now I've had you three days in a row. Now that's some serious sexy shit. Oh orange soda you're so sexy. You're tangy and cool. I love you orange soda just like Kel. 

I Do. I Do.

I DOOOO-OOOHHHH 

SUNKEN WITHOUT SENSE

Dear Dreadful Jose,

Midnight masquerade and here I am putting a cover over my face for a story to tell. There's always so much to talk about when you're dancing under the shower but nothing ever seems to appear on paper later. My thoughts always seem to fly away just like my hate for you which never existed.

I recall the call that once was made because I was so important to you however you seem to have perished in person although not from my heart. Good friends come and go and great ones fight on to stay they say or maybe I say. You're worth fighting for for you're great indeed and you're so great that I intend to fight with you.

Am I at fault for correcting mistakes and making changes that will bring about outcomes of greatness and a cleaner soul? Days from now I shall never understand what I just typed here however as of now your ignorance is no bliss to me for it only kills. 

Creping in this petty phase you are and I wish that you would simply exit from that state of self-inclination. I'm self-inclined myself but my purpose almost always seems to revolve around the ones I love more than my loved ones and you may put yourself in this category of which I call my selflessness. I utter pure nonsense I know. I'm just all emotional that you're being so painful in shunning me. 

I did no wrong says everyone and I shall fall in this stream too however I shall be most willing to be ignorant of my rights and voice just so you would speak to me again and just so I could meet you again and just so our friends can be but only if you will let them be.

I desire friendship far too much and I desire the painful death that comes from the wrecking of it. I know not of what I speak and I wish so that it stays that way for I am in a high to seek for your cold humour and insults once more that will set me to tears that are far less hurtful than the ones you are giving me now.

You treat people as if they are so oblivious and you are so precious but you are no precious at all but to me and the ones who love you so and so take them into consideration and be a soul with some warmth for I have seen the brighter side of you with which I fell in love with once and forever. The melancholy I use must not be misunderstood for a love so impure but it should be taken as a love worth fighting for and that my dear child is called friendship.

Never did I imagine that I would find lucky charms that complete my rainbow and if you were to be so cold as to come out of it then there simply can be no colour in my life. Excuse my nonsensical blabber but please just please be so kind as to send me a greeting and I shall type here no more.

With Love

ISABELLA

120 AND COUNTING

Sipping my cup of Milo... Actually sipped my cup of Milo and feels really sucky right now... Both the tummy and the hearty...

So here I am once again after a fairly long time... And always not knowing what to write...

This page is going to be filled with a miserable million dots and that's it...

So I graduated did you hear without a first class... Haha what goes around comes around...

Then as hastily as ever I joined ACCA and then walah now I feel like I'm trying to crawl myself out of a dumpster but I know it's a good bin... Okay it feels like from the frying pan into the fire but you know...

Now I'm taking P1 which is an amazing governance subject but I'm just lazy to study and I deserve a slap on my face when exam's like in a week...

This is so not my OCD style of blogging... Speaking of OCD... I went to Taylor's today and you know they have those slippery tiles on the walkway and I decided to be all OCD jumping and stopping and trying to slip on each one to feel that tingle at the bottom of my feet... I'm one freakkkkkk...

Apart from that I've simply not been hitting the gym and my resolutions died in vain... My grammar sucks and I bet I owe Steven lunch for not hitting the gym in November oh but I did ONCE... Mehehehehe...

Today is Avicii and everyone is so excited about it while some are so sad that they have exams ahead and can't go... Oh but not me... I don't even know who's Avicii... Pretty bad innit... And I thought Mel was the only one who listened to Avicii..

I'm just here gaining weight in front of the laptop with loads of Milo... Did I say Milo... Yes I like Milo... No I love  Milo... Now does that make me love, like or hate Milo... Conclusion... I love Milo...

I'm a freak I repeatttttttttt... I'm a freaking freak...

I'm going to try to make this so very not OCD post a long one just because I can...

Then there's my social life with so many things going on in it... Not to mention I have great friends that I love beyond doubt and maybe just maybe some things are meant to be and some are simply not meant to be...

Gimme a sec gotta go check my ever popping notifications...

Did I mention that I'm an addict to Facebook... Well yeah I am... Oh and there goes another pop...

Pop goes the weasel... I love the Weasleyssss

Opps gotta go out for dinner byeeeee...

I'm not going to colour this post because I'm a lazy fat ass and...

BYE

FLABBY 21ST BIRTHDAY

It all started with the pull of a yellow string and hence the friendship with a yellow person was found... It was back towards the end of 2010 when I never really knew you and I never even popped in for your birthday but one day we sat next to each other in Mr. Lychee King's class and you were having the time of your life with the yellow string that came off my pouch and that's when this crazy friendship sparked... When we both realised that not only great minds think alike but even corrupted minds do and we were happily fondling away with the yellow string making penises and shit over accounting class... Who would've known that a short yellow string would turn into a long happy friendship... And thus, Iron Man and Flabby Girl were born... A match made in heaven and now I'll let the pictures to a little talking...

Doing wild shit with Shaun's blower in Backofen during year 1... Short hair days and one of my favourite common profile pictures... Still my favourite picture of the two of us... 

Le wild bitch flouring me on my 19th birthday and you made it to the top of the list that day in flouring me kao kao... 

My only camwhore crazy picture with you while waiting for class... Black and Yellow... Black and Yellow... 

Our last day in college officially after exam in Old Town... 

The best of it all that made me cry... My best buddy who organized my epic awesome 21st together with my other crazy kick ass darlings... I will never forget this ever and I couldn't love you more for this...

Well that was a journey through time since 2011 mainly... These 5 pictures really don't say anything at all for my moments with you can't be described in pictures... Every drop of my sweat in the gym, every second of the time I studied, every ml of petrol used up on me, everything that motivated me, everything that nagged me, everything that loved me and made me smile and move on in life over these 3 years especially since last year was because of you and if anyone ever sincerely cared for me Mel honestly it'll be nobody but you...Thanks for being that amazing friend anybody would die to have and I will love you forever more... 

Here's to the marvellous 21st birthday of yours and god bless you my dear... May your deepest desires come true and rock on forever more... You're an immortal bitch and stay cool that way... 

I love you my darling...

WIFE

I NEVER KNEW JING YEE

So once upon a time... Long long ago...

during the Foundation of Frienship

 the finding of a girlfriend

the discovery of bubble tea (look at the poyo behind there)

the awkwardness of Lalaland 

 the gallivanting through malls

 the celebration of life (with an ass spoiling our romantic moment again at the back there)

 and most of all the times through lessons in class...

there was a girl called Fish whom I knew not here name. She became my Malaysian Studies group mate since she was my classmate. Supposedly my girlfriend but then it was all whatever but it was not until in degree during Year 2 and mainly Year 3 did I find the spark in this little woman called Poo Jing Yee and sometimes I even forget that that's her name originally.

Oh, so well what can I say about her... Crazy woman... Lala woman... I never knew you were Aqua woman that's for sure... K-Pop (Lala woman)... It's always fun to be around you and your smile makes me smile most of the time (Just thought I'd let you know)... Year 3 was fun and epic especially with you and thanks for all your iPhone moments like forever from Temple Run to Camwhore Crazy.

I miss watching Lagaan with you in the library theatre... I miss going AMA with you... I miss going Com Lab with you... I miss our Face 2 Face moments... I mostly miss all the camwhoreing we'd do and of course... I miss our classes together every other subject and lecture and assignments... I miss our lame jokes like ALPHABET SOUP and mostly our EPIC LAZY MOMENTS.

Happy 21st Birthday Fishy Fish... Love You Loads... God Bless You...

FISH & CHIT FOREVER

CLUELESS BUT COMPLETE

Sooooo hello hello hello... I'm back after a gazillion years...

Life's like that and life's been like that... Exams were sucky and I finally graduate with only a Second Class Upper from all that class skipping and sleeping and shit fuck... IF ONLY is a bad word sorry ARE bad WORDS... BADDER THAN FUCK... Badder sounds cooler than worse so badder it is...

Then I sat back and laid down doing nothing but food and facebook and food and sleep and fuck my life away... 

Nowwwwww... I've enrolled for a professional paper and am simply trying to steer my life supposedly in the right direction... Fuckallulahhhhhhh.... 

It's been day 2 of my classes and we'll just see where this goes... Just kidding... It'll go far... I'm going to be a winner and top this shit to replace my stinky degree... 

Well life goes on I guess... So what if others get a first class and you stink... Be what you want to be and live your life but just don't waste it away EVEN MORE... Please note the words even more hahaha...

Planning to become a teacher in the future but I'd have to do a Masters for that but whatever... For now I'll just stink here so awesomely god might make me an auditor instead... 

So this is the story of my life... In terms of academic and work and fuck and suck... I really don't know if I'm on the right track but I'm so there... Will update my love life soon though there's nothing to actually update about it... Honestly I've never felt this serious about my academics... ACCA is a killer and I'm going to kill it before it can kill me...

Who Dat Bitch... Watch Out People... She So Rocks... Yeah That's Me... I Will Win...

Clueless it is but I do feel Complete now with...

ACCA

BABY GOT BACK

Honestly

Olaaaaa I'm BACK!!!!!

Like anybody actually caressss?!?!?!

Stoning in CRTP and have lots to update!!!

So my final post was after Christmas and since the start of 2013 I've lost weight, gained weight, made resolutions, broken resolutions, felt happy, felt sad, studied, played, fallen in love and fallen OUT of love and everyday I'm just being the same old same old with a smileeeeeeeeeee.

I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE!!!

THE JADED GENTLEMAN OF THE APOCALYPSE

So I just finished compiling my audit after two wholesome days... I'm like overjoyed now and I had too much to eat this week... Please don't mind the crazy blue heart shaped man up there... He was blue and interesting and that was the first nice image I found on Google when I typed in the word jaded... Jaded means bored... I'm sure you've learnt that if you read my blog... Exams a galore coming up and I'm here blogging after a 100 years... OMG I didn't even appear for Christmas... Merry Christmas HO HO HO... Well his red coat looks like a nice sophisticated Christmas suit doesn't it... So I'll compensate for everything in this post... Ellie Goulding is my all new favourite and since my Mixpod is not working anymore, I've got myself a Podsnack and it's pretty awesome... I guess... Woohoo... New music that finally works... Okay back to exams... I just felt really bored deactivating my Facebook account and so I'm here after a long long time and I will be back again after another long long time... BTW that guy up there is actually for sale on some website... Who would buy a painting like that?... So much to update but so little time and definitely no energy and that's just what I say everytime I blog because I hardly do it... Ha ha ha... 

LIFE'S GOOD