Friday, January 29, 2010


You're my honey bunch,
Sugar plum,
pumpy umpy umpkin,...
You're my sweetie pie..

You're my cuppy cakes
snoogums boogums
You're the apple of my eye..

And i <3 you so..
And I want you to know
That I'll always be right here,
and I love to sing a sweet song to you,
Because you're so dear..=)

Thursday, January 28, 2010


Right now, I miss you.

I don't know what it is, but you attract me so much. We don't share many that similar tastes, yet we get along so well. I love the time we spend together; maybe I'm being too clingy or too obsessed over you, but it's true I like spending all my time with you.

The truth is sometimes I'm scared of losing you because I feel like I don't completely have you yet. This is true anyway cause we just are who we are. We spend most of our time together; Technically you aren't mine and I'm not official terms anyway. I hate wondering this because titles and official-ness usually ruins and changes things, but sometimes I wonder what would happen if I questioned you about it.

I know I'm probably over-thinking but...

What am I to you?
Am I just someone who makes you feel better when you're feeling bad?
Or perhaps I come in handy when you want to get your mind off things?
Am I just someone who tries to please you?
Or am I really someone you want to spend all your time with?
I know not everything lasts forever, so if this ever ends(though it really hasn't started) I won't feel too bad.
I know with time, I'm sure I could go back to being my normal self. Someone who doesn't miss you. Someone who doesn't need somebody to like.

I know I told you from the start... that I like being independent. I didn't want to admit that I like you because I don't need someone to swoon over me. I don't need someone to cuddle with. I don't need to be in love to be happy. I don't need a boy to make me happy. I don't need all the humanistic desires everyone else has; I'm content with having no one to love. I don't need the sexual pleasures. I don't need someone to hold me. I don't mind being alone.

I don't care for most of these things. Because of you, I want these things. I want to experience them with you. I want you to be mine, but I'm afraid that you'll scold at me for being a hypocrite. Also, I'm pretty sure that I'm more afraid of scolding myself for being a hypocrite. The last thing I want is to lose you. If anything I hope we're friends for a very long time.

Half of me wishes I had the balls to tell you all of this, but the other half of me just keeps these thoughts concealed away. I wish he would secure my doubts, but first I have to be brave enough to share this with him.

Is this an odd feeling?

Sunday, January 24, 2010


They hurt me!!
Yes!It's true...`them'...not her..not him...but all of them...
Proverb says`forgive and forget'
Should I?
Should I forgive and forget?
It's not easy as what we thought...
Forgiving someone is not that easy..
Forgetting someone is not that easy too...
It may take the rest of your life to forget your love ones..
and to forgive,ya!of course I can say`I forgive you,let bygone be bygones'
But,can my heart says the same thing too..?
Forgive and forget?
Should I?

Friday, January 8, 2010


  • You won't starve without a can opener.
  • Your friends won't get drunk and hit on your sister.
  • Jeweller's and grocery stores won't rob you blind.
  • Short skirts will always cure Unemployment.
  • You're 5 times less likely to kill yourself.
  • You'll never get a draft card.
  • You can distract an entire roomful of men just by reapplying lipstick.
  • You smell better. No matter what.
  • When you fight, you fight to kill.
  • You can cook your own food.
  • You see the humor in war.
  • You rule the bathroom.
  • No matter how long it takes to get ready, guys will always wait for you.
  • Sex means never having to finish the job.
  • It's ok for you to marry for money.
  • No one ever mistakes your chest for a bathmat.
  • You'll never have more hair in your nose than on your head.
  • You don't consider urination a competitive sport.
  • You don't consider tomato sauce to be a fashion statement.
  • You'll always get served first in a hardware store.
  • Men are optional.
  • The Three Stooges don't live in your universe
  • You'll probably never have to change a lightbulb.
  • You never feel compelled to scratch yourself in public.
  • You can bend over in prison.
  • You can walk down the street without mentally undressing everyone around you.
  • You can always find a sucker to pump your gas for you.
  • You can wear your sister's clothes without making a major lifestyle adjustment..
  • Short girls are "petite". Short guys are "midgets".
  • Grooms all look the same. Everyone only wants to see the Bride.
  • No matter how ugly you are, you'll always be able to get laid.
  • No matter whose place you stay at, you'll always get the bed.
  • "Stagettes" are our little secret!
  • Someday you'll be a rich widow.
  • No matter what you do, you'll always be "daddy's little girl" (this is not sexual, you perverts).
  • You don't consider farting to be the epitome of humour.
  • You secretly admire Loreena Bobbitt. .
  • Your idea of a good movie doesn't need "Debbie does . . ." in the title.