The TV Is NOT An Idiot Box

It's an 'idiot' SAMSUNG LCD TV, bay-beh!

Woo hoo!

Heard news that it was comin'. Never really thought they'd actually do it. Haha. My office so cool lah!!!

Eat your heart out.

Reflection

It's funny how God reminds me
that I'm not alone in what I feel.

I know cos there's the one who talks to me at night when I can't sleep, and then there's also the one whom I never really knew but favourited my blog on Technorati. The most amazing part is this: they feel the same way I do... even though all three of us are nowhere near each other. One's in America, and the other's jet-setting around the world having her 'horny-moon' as she calls it. Haha. Like I said, we're nowhere near each other.


Then there's the one whom I just met who forwards me uplifting sms' in hopes of making my day better, and there's the one who prays for me from a continent away just cos my posts have been going all emo. It's times like these when I appreciate having (and keeping) the many friends I've accumulated from all over the place.

Time to digress.

Funny how the skies reflect my emotions.


So, yeah. I'm thankful. And grateful.
For everything. And for everyone.


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"Beautiful on the outside, fragile on the inside."
– x

It's Time To Face The Truth

Dear Friend,

We're losers, you and I. Idiots with a penchant for self-abuse and self-depreciation. Too scared to do anything that'll shake the faux stability we find in our situations – you in yours, me in mine. Different but the same. Much like ducks. Calm on the surface but kicking like there's no tomorrow underneath it all – in that space where nobody sees our struggle to stay afloat.

Well, at least there's two of us. Right? I hope for the best for you. Really, I do. And I pray that Joy and Happiness will go your way. Dear friend, I wish you success in every undertaking, in love and in life.

Hearts,
pamsong

Tinki The Sunday Nanny

NOTE from Pam Song: Sorry, guys. No posts for you all day – bimbotic or otherwise – cos I've been unusually overly focused on work. It helps me get my mind off things. Even Ah Beng said that it was freaking him out. -_- So to make up for it, here's a pinky-pictured post. Enjoy.

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My Sunday morning rawked biggest time (though I only had 4 hours of sleep the night before and I was half dead while rockin' the morning away -_-). Why? Cos I got to play nanny again.

Baby Shannon.

Her shoes.

My favourite soft toy in the nursery.

Me entertaining myself before she showed up.
I think I'd give Simba a run for his money with this pic.

Anyway, that's it with the bimboness. Am just not in the mood for all this right now, okay? Sunday morning rocked its hardest but Sunday night was also a new low for me so... I think I really need to go emo for a bit. It helps me get over stuff better. The next two days of bimboness will be postponed till further notice.

Easter Beeps

You see it? What tinketh thou?

Colours will be back after this. Unless I come up with something else in the next one week, of course (which, I personally think will be highly impossible considering it's just 7 days away.)

That's How You Know

Q: How do you know when your life has really begun to suck?

A: You know it when the people who say they love you most finally tell you that you just don't cut it. That's how.

Bimbo Out The Window

There are times when life just spirals out of hand. You reach out to grab at the sparse ropes that are left dangling within reach of your fingertips but somehow, they always snap when your grip gets tight enough for you to try and haul your way out of the dark abyss. WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SNAP???


There are times when the things you do in the past comes back to haunt you. Yeah, that's right. It haunts like nothing else does. It comes crawling back into your life like there's a Welcome mat on your doorstep. Even if you don't have one. And it doesn't get the many no-thank-you-please-don't-come-again messages you send it. WHY DOESN'T IT GET THEM???


Then there're those times when what you do just isn't ever enough. No matter how hard you try to make the people around you happy, you always fall short. No matter how, and no matter what. Keeping up with everything is already hard as it is. There's no need for the rules of the game to keep changing, even as we struggle along. WHY DO THEY KEEP CHANGING???


And then there are times that cause you to question who you are... and who you eventually wanna be. It's times like these that make you miss who you were before. Because you realise that who you were was either better, wiser or smarter than who you are now. Why is that so? Why? W-H-Y?

I need Happiness in my life. Where is she? Can somebody tell her that I need to laugh? Like all out rock-the-boat, bring-down-the-house kind of laugh. Alternatively...I wish I could just die.

p/s: Sorry, guys. I realise that I should still be in full Bimbo Mode but... not tonight, okay? Any night but tonight.


Countdown: 3 days

Growl

I'm hungry. But I'm also extremely tired.
Problem: I can't sleep when I'm hungry.

-_-

Maggi Hot Cup Instant Noodles
in Tom Yam flavour, here I come.

Sigh.

Don't stomachs know that women need their beauty sleep... especially so when they've got crying babies to care for tomorrow?!

*ding!*

Ooo! Hot water's ready! Gtg. Ciao.