Renovation done, and we're moving Baybeh!!!!!

ok i can update darling!

sigh* looks like i have problem updating at home...so i guess i shall just move to my new bloggie la..ok?

Ladies and Gentlements....

presenting to you the new oot's blog

www.ootbaby.blogspot.com

please do visit me as often as you visit this blog haha and post some comment to fire up my passion in blogging cos i ain't blog like i used to lately.. ever since i move sigh*

cheer for me! haha....anyway see ya there...

testing

mic testing 1 2 3!

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I Love u baby =)

A delay would send lungs flying in the air

Hoursss passed like 4eva....however, it worth a 'finally!' shout after all...

pls get me outta here... I'm coughing my lungs out!

*shiver* goosebumps all over.

Where on earth are you kito?! Fly me home!!!!!!!

Stoned as i took a quick glance at the clock. 5:10pm. Ahh...another 20 mins to bear. My lungs are dashing out already!

I sob...

..tipsily as I watched the Moulin Rouge clip on youtube today.

..by the fact that i'm draining out my inspiration. it seems alot tougher to get those words out lately. i'm losing a tad of my 'literal mind' which i now doubt if ever had one before. so guess i'm back to the form of a puny writer.

.. as the sad music casts an emotive wave on my heart. Am currently listening to the lake house soundtrack.
"I abandoned my sadness, thus my blog." Now i figured why. It is indeed emo. Baby, the jay's song is sad but i kinda like it. been listening to it everytime i'm in office!

..thinking just how little self-worth we hold for ourselves when some girls willingly 'worship' a cheating man still even after going through the same thing over and over again. The power of love huh? DO remember that love don't sparkle with only one hand clapping. But just how often do we keep our ear attentive when it really comes to us. sad to say, reminder always fell onto deaf ears especially when we are so drowned in love. even so, some mocking birds might still go nodding to it sarcastically, believing that miracle does exist and so do 'now-and-forever'...how ironic! i guess women are just good at see-no-evil,speak-no-evil-hear-no-evil. so, life is tough for us when the man thought that we are cute. -_-"

Rainy sucks the connection and it drifts us apart even in cyber world...

so it's true when they say inspiration do run out sometimes. it seems like i don't blog like i used to blog. it happened right when i'm still recovering from my sickness. coughing badly still especially on these rainy days recently.

kito: Get prepare some seedless apples and slow cook it with red dates.Ease your suffer.
me: Must well i eatthe apples. i love chewing =)
kito: -_-lll Different lah, auntie...
me: *smiling and couhing happily still*

The rain wouldn't stop!!

..even we're on our way back home. We reached this highway, my instinct tell me that it was Mahameru, where we have no other way to go but to stuck right there. Ahead of us, the water level is high enough for a baby milo pool. Right in front of us was a red satria with a freaky driver.

yau: Honned the red satria to move abit la..
kito: *bon bon*
me: he doesn't even tilt.
kito:*bon bon* If i drive storm, i would've whoop his ass.
me:*excitedly* show him finger,yau!

kito 'gorss tan' his car and drove past the driver.
kito: *bon bon*
yau: *winding down the window* move forward a bit la...damn it!
me: er..? he seems a little too life..less!? *in horror*

Another second, the freaky driver left us all shouting in horror in kito's car. Amazed by his er...lifeless pose. Or could he be dead? That's a question! But it does give me a creep. Eww...

So we go vroom through the flood and stucked back in jam again. While I was still calming myself down after the red-satria-oh-san, I was in horror again.

SMOKES..alot of them!!

me: I think i see asap..isn't that from our car?
kito: no la...it's from the exhaust of the camry la
me: err..i doubt so..
yau: it's normal
me: ...

A few minutes passed,

yang:hey, that's abit too long, isn't it?
yau: yea..
me: aku takut...
yau: we should just stop and check.

Still the rain just wouldn't stop!!

But I'm once again on the rolling wheel. Now I blog the way I blog. Yay!! But coughing getting worse. ="( Rainy nights gonna kill my lung.

The sicko is back in action!

I'm sweating finally. Recovering!! Yippie hooray~ It's been some time since the last time I was sick. Although I do admit that I'm pretty much of a sicko at times. geez...*biting my own fingernails*

So I see, I've been resting for like....two days at home. It's amazing how I managed to tame myself down this two days. It's just not me to stay at home whole day long doing nothing. Anyway, it's good despite the boredom being locked up in an enclosed area. Maybe this is what happened when you're not bounded since young and given this limitless freedom. However, I'm yet to be an obnoxious wild cat. Still far away though...

Hippie I go....
Me : I wanna enroll! *excited*
Girl : Ok come 10 mins earlier before the class.
Me : =)

Yay! I was on the fence not able to decide whether to take up a yoga class or dance class. So...there I did it! However, 4 classes in a month normally don't satisfy me much. I would love it if they'd offer me 8 classes a month! Not that I wanna strain myself out so much but I just like it when I have something meaningful to keep me occupied. And there's one yoga studio meet up to my requirements. So that's how I get stucked up in this dilemma. I'm proud that I 've made up my mind! I called the dance studio and there's no turning back. Weee~

I hope the studio isn't as sucks as what my sister has described. Sweats rolling down my cheek.

Sis : Freedom tipu money!! Ask you warm up for half an hour and only teach you in another half hour time.
Me : Really ha? *struggling in dilemma*
Sis : I don't care la, since u like to be conned then you go ahead!
Me : .... *stoned*

Again I said, I made up my mind. I'm going to dance with my runny nose no matter what. *sob..sob* Wish me luck.

Wanna see you...still.....

Guess what..

Fever is coming...

Thank you very much!!!

Can I just see you every morning when I open my eyes...?

Just why did you wake me up?

I feel this intense pain in my throat. Feeling coarse inside which makes me feel uneasy and been swallowing my own spits hoping they would be 'washed' down. Somebody just gimme a parang and scrub. I wanna cut my throat into half and give its inner part a nice refining scrub.

Argh!! %$%$&&*&^#@$~

Isn't in a good condition. Dry skin. Eye bags. Pimples popping out. (Ew..) And I'm gonna put all the blames on my lousy hair!! Hairstyle is normally my confidence booster. Now that I'm losing it, so what do you expect?! OK leave that parang here. Somebody just help me chop my bloody hairs.

I need rest. But rest to me is likely to be "Hey you're free! Get some enetertainment out there!"
So you see how badly I strained myself to work 7 days in a week. God, what happened to the 8th day? *Crying* I need you. I need you to chain me up....

It is still early. Like I said, why did you wake me up! Now I need to endure longer hours of pain. I can't possibly get back into sleep with such sickening pain! Ooh, by the way I made myself a cup of hot honey milk. It helps to ease my pain and I'm getting addicted to it now. Is it fattening? Somebody please advise...

The J rock, more likely J punk...

Sucks.

I see colored funky punky hairdos. Black cool outfits. Tight pants. 'prisoner' pantie stockings. Don't really know how to appreciate them. Just not in my fashion line.

But I do attracted to the make ups. On man's face. The black smoky eye shadow is perfect. I should really try it one day.

Me and my friends were at Halo Cafe with one primary objective that is to support a friend who is going to perform tonight. So we waited patiently. (yeah....right!)

cookie: OMG! Did u do smoky effect to your eyes?
me: no...!? Not that I wanna join the other freak with black panda eyes.
cookie: owh..how many nights have u missed your sleep?
me: 1...
cookie: Oo.. u have natural smoky eyes. *Bewildered*

After an hour passed...

cookie is shooting another glance at me. She goes,
cookie: Really...how many nights have u not sleeping?
me: 1... *heaved a heavy breath*

OK the waiting is losing its point now. I am losing my patience. Not feeling well. Just wanna get myself outta freaking noisy cafe that almost had my ear drums spoilt. "Give face lah.." OK so I stayed. After two hours, the time has come. His band went up the stage and started with their screams. (rock and jam, you know..x-japan sort of thing?)

To my horror, he ain't going up! Wuutt?!! We waited so long to support you on the stage. And you...you...watch below the stage as an audience! "He is going up during the third song."

Enough. I am going home.

It's amazing how the angel and the devil play their parts in our life

Time : 3.08am

What am I doing up here? I should be sleeping. I missed him.

*Calling* Having this wicked thoughts that I might wanna wake him up from his sleep.
tuu...tut..tuu.tut......"Halo?"

There, it was a success. =)

Now I really should be on my bed.

Another thoughts hit me. I wanna call again to tell him that I missed him alot. But..but... Enough. I told myself, trying to empty my mind. The angel is back to give the devil a kick on his butt.

So...that was a failure attempt. =(