/br&-'zil-y&n 'de-li-k&-sE/ :
a brazilian hottie who thinks that the drooling females in his class were more interested in kick-boxing...

if saying yes means having a serial chaos until saying i do... perhaps most of us will choose to say no...
although it might give some of us the temporary reason to get a taste of the life we've only dreamed of, such as fitting for designer dresses (which means starving yourself into a size 6), getting professional artists do your hair and make-ups (including the opportunity to show displeasure... with a touch of flair), and oh... not to forget the mega doses of physical repairs... (we must've all been hearing impaired when we heard our men say they loved us just the way we were...)

please be advised that i was not talking about the same person in the above paragraphs...

life often turns the way we least expected...
life to me, goes from graphic design to -after a vain yet time and money consuming attempt at architecture- fashion design... then to interior design before it made a quick pause at photography... then some distantly related child care management... and after that, made a totally unexpected curl -the kind of abrupt turning that makes drivers behind you blow their horn, if not swear at you- towards noodles...
(speaking of curls... pardon the pun)

thought of the week:
                               "who? me? singing??"

indeed, the end of the world is coming near...

I couldn't quite understand why some people have a suspicious tendency towards others. like victims of natural disaster who suspect that all foreign volunteers have certain camouflaged intentions. or like a certain person who strongly believes that any offer to make use of certain facilities owned by his relative for free has double missions –of which he idealistically assumes were evil and unjust.

then I arrived to a presupposition that perhaps... one who does good to other merely for the sake of their own need –or greed... will always assume that other people were no different. in short, they tend to view others as similar.
after all, we all have a propensity to perceive the world through our own outlook, in our own egocentric standards, and form conclusions based on our dreadfully imperfect comprehension on the concepts of what we proudly call "life".

I’d like to think that the greatest resolution to each and every misunderstanding that comes to pass on this planet, is to simply try walking in someone else’s shoes –or put on someone else’s glasses- once in a while.

matrimony.
why does this word keep echoing in my mind all the while I’m writing these totally irrelevant gobbledygook?

and he said, he concluded all those from my website... -or to be exact, i think he meant the first line in dec 28 note... and typically, after reading a line about hard disk crash... with 5 percent comprehension level, he snootily decided that i was some I.T. geek with jar bottom glasses.

jesus christ, i never knew anyone one can analyze other's whole life in a few seconds over a pocket-sized jumble of thingies in a 17 inches -or is it fifteen?- worth of blinking pixels -moreover condemn it!
this bloke must've been some sort of a psychic...

nothing could get any more amusing -nor any more annoying- than people who... oh no, i think i've written about these kind of people in my daily badger before, dated june 16:

"Do you believe that some people already have ideas and judgments about you in their heads before they even meet you! (let alone know you...) and worse, they hold on tight to their shallow ideas, even after knowing the real you...
gosh, if only all shallow guys were good looking... at least they may still serve a purpose."

right, another fine example of disingenuous bigots.

and well, if he's trying to dig my attention by means of such modest expression of his notions...
well he should've referred to my fact-sheets.

but hang on a minute... he did win my whole-hearted undivided attention after all, though it might not have been for reasons he'd expected.

-man enters stage with a sign board saying "laugh now"-

-this is where you laugh-

-this is where laughter dies out-

merry christmas to all, and deepest condolence to the victims of disastrous asia tsunami, may Lord be with them in this difficult times.

you! you know what, the last time we met i wasn't so melancholy because i thought it would only be a little while. things have changed though. when i dreamt of that moment again. but in my dream you said you'd be leaving only for two days. and when i woke up and realized that you wouldn't be back for another bloody couple of weeks...

that's when my personal tsunami of melancholy hit...

two hard disk crashes in one day?
can anyone please kill me now?

(sigh... editing in notepad turns out to be much more time-consuming than i thought, especially with this overly-garnished writing style...)