Monday, September 27, 2010

Gotta love Imperative Reaction

 Imperative Reaction - As We Fall .mp3
Found at bee mp3 search engine

Nothing like electro/gothic scene to empty your mind, forget yourself and party till you drop dead.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Once there was a dream and this is it

"If I should die this very moment, I wouldn't fear, for I've never known completeness like being here wrapped in the warmth of you, loving every breath of you.
Still in my heart this moment or it might burst.
Could we stay right here?
Until the end of time? Until the earth stops turning?
I want to love you until the seas run dry.
I've found the one I've waited for.
All this time I've loved you and never known your face.
All this time I've missed you And searched this human race.
Here is true peace, Here my heart knows calm, safe in your soul, bathed in your sighs.
I've found the one I've waited for."

Friday, September 24, 2010


Dear Readers,

Please help me.

Fucking 5 am and still haven't managed to fall asleep! 

Got really close to falling asleep about 4 times round 3 am, but was interrupted by phone calls and texts, and my subconscious reminding me of the embarrassing things that happened to me this past year.

Please readers, any cure for insomnia or a way to get selective amnesia is welcome.

Thank you.

Confidence is sexy?


Confidence is sexy.

Ex: Beth Ditto. This woman is just so inspirational. She is what she is, and she loves it. ALL of it.

I see some people force laxatives or a finger down their throat on a daily basis, and I just wish that they would just look in the mirror and accept themselves. They're fine and their body is beautiful the way it is.

If you don't love yourself, why should anyone else love you?

Quote of the day

Underneath it all, I'm just naked

Wednesday, September 22, 2010


Hey all...
Been sick since saturday!!! It wasn't too serious to start with, but i went to work on monday, and then it was all downhill!
I occasionally get headaches, stomachaches, but most are related to hangovers! I am never bed-ridden, and feverish for days!!!
Got a big weekend ahead of me... Must get better by tomorrow.
Send me happy thoughts, dears!

Sunday, September 19, 2010

The chef, maid and the whore

"A Lady Should Be A Chef In The Kitchen, A Maid In The Living Room And A Whore In The Bedroom."

I am so old fashioned, I actually believe this is true. If you are all of these things, there's no reason for a man to look elsewhere.
The problem with today's society, however, is that its nearly impossible to be all of these three without being a housewife.

So what's more important? Definitely the latter. And I would say, right after that, the chef!

A way into a man's heart is so much easier, if you're good in the bedroom department. Keep it fun, spice it up every now and then. Just avoid the ROUTINE!

Blech, that's my worst nightmare... Same old, same old. Same time, same positions. What the hell's wrong with people who do it only at night and missionary?
In the morning, wake up, do it, and you're off to a great start to the day aren't you?
Be sexy, wear lace and, god forbid, never forget to wax!

The chef department is just fun. For me cooking is just relaxing. Play with your ingredients, make his palette happy. I don't necessarily agree that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, because I know so many girls who are shit in the kitchen department and still keep their men satisfied. Though these men have told me, they'd love for their girls to cook once in a while.
Try it out, skip the restaurant. Why not try breakfast in bed?

As for the maid? If you got the chef and the whore covered, just hire one.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

The weirdest things just happen...

I think... I think I was just mistaken for a high class callgirl!!
I was waiting at the bust stop... Minding my own business, and a guy in a limo pulls us and asks me if he can drop me anywhere. I politely decline, and he goes on to ask me out for coffee. I politely decline again, saying I'm busy. He tells me I'm charming and beautiful and the usual blablas. By the time he was done, I was bored and a bit pissed off... Who the hell was this guy, old and fugly, and why the hell was he still talking to me??
He finally gets the many hints and drives off.
Not 2 minutes later some guy sits down next to me, and I realize it's the same fugly-limo-guy!!
He persists again and again, asking me out or for drinks "some other time maybe" until I lose my patience and start ignoring him altogether.
Mr fugly-limo finally gets the message, apologizes, says its a pity cause I'm charming, and walks off. Thankfully he doesn't come back this time.
Now am I just being paranoid or what?