no BS.

the thing about best / close friends is,
you may have not met them for ages,
but you just pick up where you last left off.

maybe it's bcos of technology, where now
you can keep in touch every single day thru whatsapp,
so you don't miss out on any of the fun
or heartbreak or enjoyment or surprise or sadness,
and it's even better once you see them face to face.

no bullshit, no hidden agendas, just friendship.

and that's the cool thing about having friends like this,
you can be halfway around the world and more,
and yet be closer to them more than anyone else.

i'm one of the lucky ones to have em.

always knew it would come.

well, it's no secret that kehlani is
my currently my favourite artist
and i think "escape" is the best song ever,
but here's a lyrical posto from another one
of her lovely songs "hold me by the heart"

73 to 100 in 2 weeks? no problem.

this is me. each and every single trip.

you know when you have these plans,
like you wanna do something at work,
or you have a list for the weekend.

and then you have adhoc stuff so you
end up not doing what you planned, or you
wake up late on sat, so your weekend is gone.

that's the same thing that happens to me
each and every single time i come back home
to this lovable food-infested country of ours.

...dieting goes out the window.

my favourite martian.

something strange happened the other day.

you know when you go through something
a dozen times over, and you notice certain
trends happening on a regular basis, but then
for some reason what you usually observe
doesn't happen, you can't help but notice it.

as a kid, i remember watching this rather
weird but amusing movie, aptly called
"my favourite martian".

it's about this alien that comes to earth,
and he sticks out like a sore thumb
simply because he's super foreign.
so at first people struggle to relate to him,
but after getting to know the alien a bit more,
they finally see that he's ok and is cool.

now, on my flight home the other day, i too
was first intrigued by someone who was a
bit foreign to me, since i've never met
anyone from that part of the globe before.

and i too, was a bit apprehensive at first,
but after getting to know the person a bit more,
i found her to be cool, has a good brain on her,
and has a pretty good sense of humour, to boot.
all in all, different but nicely similar to us.

so when we didn't get air turbulence in the
place that we always, always do, and when
we didn't get to see that magical straight ray
of sunshine filling in the cabin at daylight,
i straightaway noticed something was strange.

i thought to myself, maybe it's pure coincidence.
maybe for that particular day in that particular
time, those things weren't meant to happen.

or maybe it's because of my favourite romanian.

and that's a weird, but wonderful thing.

elite, my ass.

your life. your happiness.

another lyrical posto, off 'jalan terus' from
the always awesome afgan. it's about being
happy together even when the world is against it.

 

yup. dat could sting.

deleting.

i'm the type of person who contacts old friends /
colleagues who i haven't kept in touch for quite
a while, just to share stories and jokes.

however, people who contact me after not being in
touch for ages, always just seem to want something,
instead of being just a friend and to re-connect.

time to delete phone numbers again, it seems.

opportunity of the day.

i wonder why people don't pay me
to do product reviews on the internet.

i'm pretty good when it comes to
making fun of your competitor's products kan?

no vision whatsoever. hmmmph.

story of my (potter) life.

mengerti bila harus berhenti.

another lyrical posto, off the wonderful
'usai di sini' by the gorgeous raisa.

hot, cold, no.

i quote;

remember: when you touch someone's hand
and their hand feels cold, your hand feels
warm to them.

don't be afraid to hold cold hands.

now. also remember: when you're a dude
and you hold another dude's hand, you might
be a bangla, or is some cases, gay.

and if you're a dude and you hold another gal's hand,
your hand might feel warm when theirs are cold,
but your cheeks will also feel quickly warm
when they get bitch-slapped.

so don't go touching random people's hands.
and keep your darn hands to yourself.

and just in case you forget, here's a quick
reminder of what happens if you do it.