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Sunday, 31 August 2008

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    Second Glance
    By Jodi Picoult
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    One Love.

     

    I was chatting with a friend in the train the other day and “The Love of Your Life” sentence came up. According to her, (she read from somewhere before) that study had concluded Men to have only ONE love of his life while women may have several. The reason to this argument is that women *ahem* tend to love blindly (repeating the same mistakes again) regardless of past mistakes that had failed their last relationships. On the contrary, Men tend to wise up and be the cold blooded animal they are which falls under the category of “I’m not walking down that path again because that hurts like hell”. Hence, the study states that Men would only have one “THE LOVE” in his entire lifetime. ( Hey, don’t BOOO me or anything, I’m just reporting what I’ve heard and No, I didn’t bother doing any external research on this case as this is MY blog and I can write whatever I ********* like).


    Anyways, I was pondering, HARD, feeling a little bit disturbed and angry at the piece of information that has been flung at me out of nowhere. If that is true, does this means

     

    ·               The longest relationship he had in the past is The Love?

    ·               Although they may not be together anymore but seriously, how can you match THAT Love?

    ·               You’re not The Love since he once had a thunderstorm love relationship that could move heaven and earth previously?

    ·               Can you move heaven and earth with him and give THAT relationship a run for its money knowing that you MIGHT just be the second best?

     

    No, I don’t like that at all. If I am going to be someone’s love, I sure as hell better be The Love and not just some runner-ups that would never measures up! O, behold! My Pride, My Dignity!


Monday, 11 August 2008

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    Deluxe: How Luxury Lost Its Luster
    By Dana Thomas
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    Happy Birthday A. Toumi!!!

    Initially, I thought of buying ready-to-bake boxes but Irene and SifuJamie was so skeptical about it that I gave in and said I will bake from scratch.

    “Do you have any idea what you wanna do about the cake?”
    “I want a cake…. With strawberry stuffed on top!”
    “Ok, do you want strawberry and fresh cream in between?”
    “Harr… Is that hard to make?”
    “Nadya, why are you panicking? It’s not hard to bake a cake, and you’ve got me! I’ve learn to bake since I was 12!”
    “OK, OK, so it’s not hard right? I just don’t want to end up screwing up the whole thing and I’ve got nothing in my hands in the end of the day”
    “I’m gonna tell you what to do, and you do it… that way you can actually tell him that you did it and not me”
    “Of course…”

     Voila… (I am good at everything!) *heh*









Sunday, 10 August 2008

  • Confession
    I’m a terrible blogger.
    I don’t blog enough.
    I am absolutely rubbish.
    Horrible.
    I miss blogging.

    It’s been ages since I had launched Microsoft Words in my computer with the intention to blog. I do regret that I had missed a chunk of 2008 without penning (in this case, typing) out my thoughts. This would mean that that I wouldn’t be able to reflect back what I had done in this couple of months in the near future.  Yes, Yes, I should blog more. Laziness has become me (No, I am NOT a lazy person by nature!) I have to admit though, that blogging has kinda lost the appeal it once held for me.

    I am also thinking of going private. I’m referring to The Page. Hmmm… I’ll deal with that later.

    Anyways, time to go…
    But I’ll be backkkkkkkkk… Cross My heart and Hope to Die.


    The Invite


    Catching the train to Liverpool




    The closest thing to Chilis, My lifetime favourite






    Paintball in the month of July 2008



     

                                                                                    *Smiles*

Saturday, 10 May 2008

  • The Pits.

    Grasping in the dark
    I’ve ventured as far out as I possibly can
    Can’t see, can’t feel, nor touch
    Standing at the end of everything
    Anticipating a fresh beginning
    No tears, no prayers, no heartache
    Melancholy pervades in me
    And I smile, because I’m OK.

     

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