* Of Pink Sheets *

This is going to be one helluva bimbotic and whiny entry but I don't care because it's my blog and I'll do what I want.

O M G.

So stressed it's not even funny.

Rawr.

I will stock up 5 cans of Coke Light to keep me hyper tomorrow.

Ahem.

I mean to keep me more hyper than I already am.

I will face the Pink Sheet like a woMAN and battle it out with all my might.

Take that, stupid pink sheet!

It's times like these that I totally hate PINK.

Rawr.

And I'm hungry.

Double rawr.

I'm not making sense.

Highly stressed and volatile creature on the loose.

Beware!

How la?

Ok, procrastinate no more.

I will relax tonight and take my mind off work and go to war tomorrow.

I will survive! 

Optimistic much? But who am I kidding?

p.s. Damn pointless man my entry. Oh wth. =.=

* Like, Seriously *

I've never been like this.

I don't usually say much. I'm the sort that would keep quiet and let it be.

I don't reveal my fears easily nor would I share my expectations.

I usually pretend that it doesn't matter and hope it goes away eventually.

Why is it so different with you?

You made me do things that are out of the ordinary.

You made me want to prove everyone wrong.

You made me believe in second chances.

You made me feel that it was all worth it... until now.

Yes, I typed in past tense.

Because I'm so tired of it.

I tried.

One too many times.

At the end of the day, I'm just like any other girl despite putting an independent upfront in front of you.

I too, am vulnerable. I too, am afraid. I too, have been hurt.

But I guess I am slightly braver than you because I'm willing to take the risk and admit my fears.

What else do you expect me to do?

Like, seriously.

* I Don't Know, It's Complicated *

I don't know if it's a new trend to have a relationship with a status "it's complicated".

Somehow, the people I've been talking to or have recently heard of would be in a complicated relationship.

I spent some time thinking if it's really all that complicating or is it just us trying to complicate matters?

I guess in relationships, it's always a 'yes' or 'no'.

If it's complicated, we're pretending to be a 'maybe' even though we know it's either a yes or no.

If we're avoiding a yes, we're most likely afraid of the commitment and prefer it to be complicated.

If we're avoiding a no, we're just in denial and rather it be complicated then for it to end.

But if you are looking for an escape from spilling the details only to end up with a yes or no which you're trying to avoid, usually a 'it's complicated' would get a respond of "I get what you mean" (while nodding head) and no further questions asked.

So...

Yes, it's complicated! =)

* Man, I Feel Like A WoMAN *

It's been a long day. Started off early. Was stuck in a massive jam just cause I left a wee bit earlier.

Had random thoughts to occupy my time while FBing, twitting... oh, and driving.

Couldn't really go crazy and be a nuisance like any other day. Only because the manager was there. Had to maintain our composure.

Am listening to Juliet The Orange's Quizzical.

Rather cute song.

About a girl who is quizzical and puzzled why'd some guy like her cause she reckons she's rather 'sakai'?

Which is why I can relate to it because I too, think I am quite 'sakai'.

Ok, for those who knows me well, quite would be an understatement.

Most people, judging from my exterior, would never expect the crazily, disgustingly, retardedly lame antics coming from me.

I am very much capable in surprising people in that manner.

I'm the sort that would burp out loud and burst out laughing.

I'm the sort that would do a crazy funky dance just for fun.

I'm the sort that would crack lame or dirty jokes.

I'm the sort that would come up with the randomest nonsense ever.

I'm the sort that would play with her food and make new recipes out of leftovers.

I'm the sort that would sing on top of my lungs in funny accents.

All of that, I'm also still the sort that would do hopelessly girly romantic sweet nothings.

Go figure.

Anyhoo, off to la la land. Goodnight world.

* Of Women And Bad Boys *

Someone asked me, why do girls know that even though a guy is an ass, they will still end up falling for them?

Believe me, I would love to know too.

As I was sitting here waiting for my hair to dry, I suddenly remember reading an article on why women tend to go for the bad boys. Yes, I am capable of recalling something. Awesome. =.=

Anyhoo, according to the article, women are nurturing in nature.

Nurturing is defined as below:

–noun

4.	rearing, upbringing, training, education, or the like.

5.	development: the nurture of young artists.

6.	something that nourishes; nourishment; food.

Which explains why we tend to choose the bad boys thinking that we are capable of 'fixing' them. That's briefly what was mentioned in the article. Can't remember the details though.

So there we go venturing into the dark forbidden forest looking for what we deem as an adventure.

Little did we know, the 'fixing' comes with a price. Some may succeed and have their fairytale ending while the unfortunate ones would only end up with a broken heart.

The uncertainty lingers. The intriguing excitement.

Risks to be taken. Questions left unanswered. 

But at times it gets so overwhelming, we begin to wonder if it's really worth it.

I guess that's the wonder of life. It doesn't come complete with a manual.

Nothing to tell you what's wrong or right.

We create our own manual of life.

So if you were to ask me...

Would you venture into the dark forbidden forest attached with all the uncertainties when you know there's a tulip-filled meadow waiting for you?

Stupid as I may be, yes I would.

I may end up broken but at least I would have a bad chapter in my manual of life which can only make the next one sweeter.

Oh, and I will be bringing a torchlight with me...