i think i know wat i want.

she's all natural.

she's brunette (pref conditional)

she's tall bout 175 (conditional)

she's into cars or things with wheels. haha

she's pure at heart and filial.

she's independant but willing to talk things out.

not necessarily a knock out but soothing to the eye.

no tranquilizer please, would prefer salsa or tequila-ish sorts.

have tats maybe at the small of her back or ankle. (cute, sweet .. yum)

lat but not least.. able to stand me..

you know some of these things are so darn hard to find..

we are essentially looking for a next of kin of sorts..

the one family we've yet to've been reunited with..

well its a round the clock story..

in this urbanite concrete and steel jungle of trellis structures and "I" Bars and glassy facades.. we're now barked by the very fundamentals.. other than the need to work.. out ability to maintain our population has become a problem..

this kinda makes it even more stressful..

well we all have our ideals.. its just how we step down or one up ourselves..

if we "just make do" and get married and boost population.. divorces would rise.

if we marry our ideal.. we'd probably take ages to marry them.. or even after marriage to maintain the pulse or the passion.. this couple may decide we won let a kid ruin this peace and not have kids.. then proceed to live till ilve bores them out.. and sex no longer thrills.. cos it has become a mundane repetitive process that has become so monotonous they start to stray.. then comes the inevitable divorce and etc.. which honestly lands in a total wash out..


our society has to tune down our pace of life... in a land where making do is a death note.. i am not too sure the birth problem would be solved..

we are never satisfied.. if you dun have a kid.. the gov says have one.. but then there after you dun take care of it.. then.. maids come in.. then kids get spoiled.. then the school dun care.. or are too scared to care.. then more spoilage.. then the ever influx of new techno and clothing trends.. and parents too busy making money to fuel the wants then forget to see the other end of the spectrum till its almost too late..


this vicious cycle has to stop some where.. and honestly sometimes i think bringing in of foreign talent ain bad.. sure it get competitive.. but with moderation it would be help ful.. and honestly witha global population exploding.. contributing to it feels like a global irresponsibility.. but then a governments most immediate concern is indeed the welfare of the state and the people.. have to say they've have done quite some job.. and mustbe hell too.. but the pace is really quite at the peak with pple working till white hot almost.

well thankfully enough there are more pressurised environments.. maybe one day.. the pressure will tone down. and pple will be able to enjoy a lifestyle (having the time of your life with your kids and celebrating life.. and not trying to live stylishly... BMWS hugo boss and loewe bags maybe..

a double edged sword.

copy and paste..

i'm afraid i've lost momentum with all this blogging .. thing it just takes the piss out of my life.. well not that i'm having much of one now..

Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true..

i love this verse.. i love the movie that had it.. i love that it was so random and that this opportune moment has led me to something that i can refer back in some page in my mind.

btw.. i wish life was simpler.. black .. white.. alittle less grey.. sometimes our wants may out weigh our needs.. well i sure hope.. things light up more..

miss her.. but she ain mine to miss no more..hope she finds herself freed.