Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Tired...
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Happy Valentines Day
The days tick by so slowly
My eyes tear up and I cry
My heart is so heavy
I wish that I would die
I don't see the beauty in the flowers
Nor the sun when it shines
I am so lonesome without you
My love for you won't decline
I think of our days together
And the wondrous times we shared
My heart is broken in pieces
Knowing those were the days you cared
----Cik kembang----
Friday, February 13, 2009
Why girls like bad boys
Meanwhile the man down the street who treats his girlfriends mean, never calls, is rude and unhelpful and shows little respect appears to have a fan club developing (LOL). Life my friends is often unfair. Okay let us look at what is going on with this scenario.
Interest. Yes, interest. Bad guys are interesting, they do interesting things. They have strayed from the straight-and-narrow and are a law unto themselves. They do what they want. They go where they will and they answer to no one. They are interesting. Tow the line, do as you are told and you are dull. Maverics are interesting, straight guys are not. Generally.
Bad Guys are a challenge, we all love a challenge. Women love a challenge just like guys. If something is a challenge the end results must surely be worthwhile? Of course and bad guys are a challenge. The girls who go after a bad guy want to keep them to themselves and will do a great deal to keep hold. The more you want them, the greater there is a chance they may walk away (Errr..most bad guys I met..very jual mahal one..hahaha..they play hard to get and they provide challenge that makes them more interesting). Women love to feel good about themselves and getting their bad guy, at least for a while, satisfies that urge. This appeals to some people and the greater the danger of loosing a bad guy, the greater the effort to keep them. There may be a lesson there.
Bad guys are confident and self assured. They know what they are about and don' really care what others think. They are their own men and don't need others to prop them up. Some can become almost caricatures of themselves but that doesn't make them any less attractive. Bad guys don't have to be in shape, just look at James Galdofini from The Sopranos. Somewhat out of shape if Mr. Soprano doesn't mind me saying, but immensely attractive all the same.
What have we got if we combine these facets. Power, strength of character, confidence, a maverick nature and an immensely interesting personality. That equals SEXY. Is it any wonder therefore that such types of guys often get the gals. It doesn't mean to say that we like them and it doesn't mean to say that this is fair or a good thing. But it can be natures way.
I am not in any way suggesting that we should all be Mr. Bad Guy. No not at all. What I am saying is that there are lessons to be learned here. If you can increase your confidence levels, get your career on the right tracks, excel in what you do and be your own man within the confines of your working life then this will boost your attractiveness. You don't need to go round being bad, but you can be a bit more deliberate in your actions, a little less available and a little more enigmatic. This will boost your interest factor and again help in your attractiveness.
I think bad guys have this kind of hidden quality, deep inside they're kind, loving, helpful, very handy at home (they can cook, wash, clean and doing your laundry like a "oooohhh soo hubby material") and they're a superb survivors...u know the one that you can rely on if you ever get stranded on an "non-populated island" just like in LOST series ..hehehe.. And I luv those qualities and hopes in my wildest dreams that one day a "bad boy"...will swept me off my feet and say "I luv you".....
Thursday, February 12, 2009
My definition of luv...
I was 20 when i started dating a guy who clearly had a much more limited definition of the concept than i did. While my idea of being with someone meant spending enormous time together, his was to give in to his suspicious mind. My introduction to the jeolous bf was a life-changing affair of which, suffice to say, the scars still remain. Why i took so long to walk away is a question that still bothers me but I'd like to blame the whole fiasco on my poorly defined ideal of love. I had to reconsider my stance that love just is. I took a break from men altogether, opting to stay in and study or hang out with friends rather than seek something I clearly didnt understand. I think being in luv is about butterflies in tummy, pulse racing, heart pounding, daydreaming and not to forget being "perasan". Actually being perasan is not a crime. I enjoy being perasan just like I enjoy eating lepat pisang after a long day at work. But I think..luv is more than that.. it's about chemistry...whether we clicked or "not clicked".
Now..At this age ....I enjoy being an adult and still waiting for the rite one to come into my life coz " Im not a girl..Im a grown up woman...what I need is time...the moment that is mine.. bla bla bla....hehehe..Eh tetiba je I jadi serious and it worries me coz I dun like my "serious self"..I enjoy stupid jokes and I like making one myself..LOL
Ok..gtg.. I need to feed my baby kerbau...
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
What If...
What if the sultan of Brunei proposed to me as his 3 rd wife ??
Errr..I think..I'll be flying to heaven...
What if someone said "Kembang (of coz that's not my real name)...I luv you"..
Wahhh..kembang rasa kaki tak jejak bumi....
What if someone gave me flowers with the notes attached "Secret admire"
I think...sampai ke lubang cacing kembang cari..sapalah mamat yg bertuah ni..hehehe
What If I've found 1 million ringgits on my way back to bendang after checking on my baby kerbau..
Dan dan tu jugak kembang pi beli "hubby" errr..kat mana nak beli eh...Tesco ke Giant or kat ebay ..hmmmm (kembang will decide later LOL)
What If I was born as a man ??
Hmmmm...I dun like the idea of being a man coz I'm going to miss my sanitary pad and PMS badly..heheh
What If the MOST gorgeous man in town asked me out..
LOL..I think I'll faint instantly with my mouth wide opened and my eyes half closed and miss all the "once- in a -life-time-opportunity"..
What If I dun have an internet connection rite now...
Hmmm..I think I'll start buying a "writing pad" in order to write a surat cinta and post it manually...just like an old days...but i think this old-fashion way a little bit cute and more touching..
What If I dun become a farmer...
I think I'll be a gardener instead..coz I always have passion for plant..errr...any plant as long as not a "nuclear plant"..hehehe