Thursday, December 22, 2011

the furry playlist :6

sorry took so long, been extra- super, double whipped up, over- the- top, under the sea, over the sky, stuck in the middle, over the hill, make it a double, make it a triple- busy.

So hear it eej!

1) Mafia Bianca LLC - I Am Changing

2) Ben Kweller- Better With You
and Magic.

3) Joe Satriani - A cool new way

4) Buckethead- Nottingham Lace (thanks jazz :P)
5) MC Solaar - La Belle Et Le Bad Boy

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

my (hell of a cutie) cat

my secret letter to you

my secret letter to you

okay, so there was that moment when you stood up and you took it. it kept on coming like rain on a stormy day and the dam had burst but you were standing there, on the edge but yet strong and there was that thought going through your mind.

on a better day, you’ll laugh. when all the bubbles have burst, the rain will feel like nothing but a good warm shower. you would have felt so much, that the fist you clenched the words you held within became silence, and silence was your weapon, knowing it will speak for you, delivered with a smile.

I’ll be there beside you holding on to you, you’re my rock. and when they crash against you they break, they don’t know what hit them.

I feel you.

Every breath you take cautious and cold. its never easy to imagine things- how they will unfold, who’ll be your friend, what your experiences can make you.. but its really not that much of a mystery...its really how you’ll respond to things that will shape the outcome.

But you know that.

We fight alone. despite the love, the protection, we fight. we become our friend. we learn. but because everything you do, you do for us, I cant explain how much that means to me.

So when that storm was crashing in.. I’m glad you didn’t run and hide. Didn’t take any shelter. You let it all go. You let it show you the worst. Because once you’d seen that, you changed. Nothing can shake you since.

Its crazy. Things I would have never experienced I’m living through you.

I feel pain when you feel pain. I feel anger when you feel anger. I can break someone’s face when you tell me they hurt you. But I’m like a useless book.. all I can do is talk to you, and I can never make it better. I can never do anything.

I love you. I sincerely believe if there’s one man who can deal with real situations its you. if there is one man who can have a tornado and a sandstorm thrown at him at once and would still survive – its you. if there’s one man who can make miracles.. its you.

and that’s why, you’re the one I want for good..

because with you in my life, I know I’ll make it. no matter what.


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Tuesday, October 11, 2011

The Furry Playlist5. lotsa old loves..not forgotten though

Trickbaby - Fighter

Wax Tailor - Am I Free

ZeroPSP 12"

Adele - Someone Like You

Gotye -Somebody That I Used To Know feat. Kimbra

Marlon Roudette - New Age


Tuesday, September 6, 2011

the furry playlist- 4

Vertical Horizon - Best I Ever Had.

Vertical Horizon - Best I Ever Had.

Royksopp- Beautiful Day Without You

Ian Pooley - What's Your Number

Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Heads Will Roll

Porcupine Tree - Strip The Soul

Saturday, August 6, 2011

We're an old oil painting

We're an old oil painting
Beneath the dust
Colours ablaze
Hung on a wall
In the centre
Of the room

Had died behind us
And joy was sipping wine
Love was all over us
Time was slow to find
We we were smiling
Your hand in mine

We're an old oil painting
Lending our moment
To searching eyes
Through the years
We haven't faded

Brown, the brown in your eyes
I love the artist
He's gifted, he knows
Just how the light glides

How many twists he planned
With the slight brush in his hand
Till the moment we finally met
Was finally found and love

Love, love in my eyes
We're an old oil painting
Hung on a wall
In the centre
Of the room

In my heart.
Glowing, the bulbs
Its a gallery
You painted in moments
In colours..

My love..

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Thursday, July 7, 2011

C major

I was drawing you, gently in my mind, over a long period of time. I drew and drew thinking I knew every detail. But you’d erase everything I make. You’d change, you’d move away. I was trying to take your picture with my eyes so I could have you forever.

You…you are like a wave. You just blast your way through. You break all the bridges till there's no land and no sea. There's no you and no me.

Only us.


the Furry Playlist-III

  1. John Mayer- I Don't Trust Myself
  2. Eskobar- Move on
  3. Mr. Mister- The Tube
  4. Travis- Driftwood
  5. A Perfect Circle- The Noose
  6. Orquesta Del Plata- Montserrat

Thursday, June 30, 2011

love note

because you're mine
i know i can
send you things
and dreams

.....and rain

sunshine too
although you've got
most of that
in your trouser pocket.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011


Oh it’s my heart

Ticking like time


Thursday, June 16, 2011

the Furry Playlist-2

  1. Hot Chip- So Deep
  2. Mindless Self Indulgence- Shut Me Up
  3. Medina- Velkommen til Medina (radio edit)
  4. Emiliana Torrini- Jungle Drum
  5. INNA - Sun is UP

Monday, May 30, 2011

pattern love...

fooling around with my two loves- fonts and patterns..

Sunday, May 29, 2011

The Furry Playlist.

My darling friends. I've been complimented all too often for my playlists. So I'm gonna put this up from time to time.. what I'm listening to.
About 5 songs that are just doing IT for me right now, baby.
I'm gonna call it The Furry Playlist.
(Furry, bear, teddy.. get it right? laugh a little, no do it because its polite..)

  1. Caro Emerald - The Lipstick On His Collar
  2. John Mayer Trio- Vultures
  3. Guthrie Govan- Killing Floor
  4. Caro Emerald - That Man
  5. John Mayer- Crossroads

Spat of the Week

Happiness makes you fat.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

straight trees and swingers,

the wind blows
moves the trees\
sway sway and stay\
rooted to the ground
but all those
who cant do the dance
straight as an arrow
dont stand a chance.



shadow like memories
cloud my mind
we're too old
we remember and regret
that our moments have passed
the time gone

i close my eyes and
alive and again
there we were
like everyday that was
fragrant of you
i cant take it all in
i never could

the shadows lie over me
over us, over our time
like your face in the candlelight
we feel it reaching out
and making us dream again

i'm so scared
scared we'll lose to the shadows
the brilliant colours will fade
we'll be alone watching
shadows behind us
shadows around us

(i'm going to\
wrap your hands in mine\ hold that time
till the shadow begins to glow
begins to flow
into us)


Wednesday, April 13, 2011

like a baby

I feel like a baby. And it’s the best feeling in the world. It’s a feeling I’ve not had since forever. Since I guess I really was a child. It made me feel wonderful. Like I was tiny and vulnerable. Like a little kitten.  haha!
My parents have always been protective. In fact they have this lovely balance that I don’t know how they manage to have. They stand by and watch me walk away. I had my own driver and car to take me to college everyday. My mom would always be there. My dad would make sure everything’s always ok, that I always have the best. He shouldn’t worry, because I have him. My brother went out of his way during my teenager life to lay down the law with any misbehaving character.

I thought those days were a little behind me. At least so I thought. I’m a grown woman. Independent…to a fault. Live in a bit of a bubble, guilty about being a little ignorant of chores. But I don’t like anyone doing anything for me. I just don’t expect it.
So then there was this sweet moment. It’s a little late at night, and I’m driving home. My dad shows up.
Makes me drives right behind his car. Slows down and finds me if another car gets in the middle.
I felt like such a baby!


p.s. my bf is always treating me like a baby. (thank you :*) But when the parents treat you like a baby its just deja vu!

bits and pieces

life doesn’t last forever. There’s no right age to “live it up” and there’s no age to die. There’s no age to start earning for your entire family if you have to, there’s no age to feel stressed out. There’s no age to dream. There’s no age to donate, no rule to be rich. There’s no bank balance requirement to help someone out. There’s nothing called the perfect size, the most beautiful woman on earth, nothing called a fairytale marriage, nothing about being flawless, about being constantly right, always on time, being the best friend, mother, sister daughter or just plain “being the best”.


Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Thursday, March 10, 2011

random conclusion

We get lost in our little judgmental natures, and the people we judge climb over our heads and shine.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Monday, February 28, 2011

cigarette smoke

The sun rises and sets. Between dreams I’ve forgotten you’ve changed and my life’s moved on. I’m caught in that nightmare where you’re letting go and I’m wondering why.
I’ve hidden the cards you made, the words you said. The friendship beads you slipped around my wrist, the secrets you whispered in my ears. Like cigarette smoke they made intricate designs in the air but meaningless, as they shaped according to air, and disappeared.
I hid everything but I am yet to fully hide the memories that play in my head, maybe I had hurriedly swallowed time, but never forgotten the flavor.
So you make your way to me now, even though in reality, you talk to the people you swore were never your type, you’re walking away so fast from me that you’re running, you hate because I remind you of what you’re becoming but you’re forgetting I don’t even know what that is.

I thought it was fair to fight it out, right it out, confide but never hide.
I have made mistakes, I know what they are, I meant to apologize. I do. I see you logging in and signing out, and I don’t say a word.
I type a letter in my head an hour later, I’m writing it now, people who don’t know me would’ve read but you would’ve never heard.


Saturday, January 29, 2011

will he?

The TV these days seems all about love and romance although those are the things glaringly missing. It's getting scary. Will he won't he? More importantly, are we on TV?


Tuesday, January 18, 2011

So...wake up!

I just cant seem to wake up early. Its really upsetting cause I got a gym membership and everything in attempts to get fitter, because I need to do a lot more in my life than before. There's a whole lot of driving, traveling and stress.
So after going to the gym three days instead of thirty, I'm wondering how did I get here and what the hell to do.

Things that kept me from getting up and going to the gym:

1) Not enough support from friends. Now I kept listening to "Oh YOU? going to the GYM? WHY? you're THIN! No way, you're not gonna last even a day. You just CANT. I know you too well." Well you know what, that doesn't help. I really didn't know that I can't do what I put my mind to. I had no idea that's the impression you guys had, and it just pushed me to take it easy.

2) Waking up early. Tried gymming in the evening but I would be stuck in office, driving or chilling with friends... learnt the hard way evenings are NOT free for me.

3) Not being completely convinced that gymming is right for me... I mean there's belly dancing (lol), yoga, aerobics... isn't gymming like... boring?

4) Becoming overconfident.. "if I get fat, I'm sure I'll lose it.."


I'm guessing ALL my problems will be solved if:


2) I don't discuss my gym plan with anyone but supportive people (i know who they are now)

3) Action out the two points above.

Well here's to me!

best of bloody luck.


"...Think about it — if you oversleep just 30 minutes a day, that’s 180+ hours a year. And if you’re at 60 minutes a day, that’s 365 hours a year, the equivalent of nine 40-hour weeks. That’s a lot of time! Now I don’t know about you, but I can think of more creative things to do with that time than lying in bed longer than I need to.."

Something i found from:

Saturday, January 8, 2011

new blog image

"The scene plays on
With an enchanting song
Within my head
Against a shade of red.

Reflections in the mirror
Stare at me
A face I can’t remember
Is all I can see"

inspired by something i wrote.
tell me how you find it.