Same Script, Different Cast

Everyone has a story to tell. It's whether they choose to or not. Suppress or express.

And at times when we're riding low in life and despirited, it is comforting to know that we're not the only ones who seemingly get ourselves tangled in situations that breed complicatedness. Makes us feel less alone, makes us dwell less on the negatives to work on the positives.

I found this comfort in an unlikely familiar stranger. We're running on the same script, but our roles differ. She might not have understood most of my actions, but she comprehended the situation in entirety. The mechanics of it. What drives it. What fuels it. What created it in the first place.

L.O.V.E.

And as always and proven, the grass is ever so often greener on the other side. Mutually, we thought a reverse of roles would do us both good. Unfortunately, life does not work this way. At the end of the day, we are left to tackle our own devices.

I realised from our conversation that,
Wanting what is not yours, and needing what you have... is the key to a simple life.

A want is unnecessary. A need is.

The heart aches, the head throbs, the body misses... someone who's been the source of happiness for the longest time.

Who is the Girl in the Mirror?

The more you wish and the more you dream,

The more reality never seems what it ought to be,

It's never as perfect as when it begins,

Time always seems to put an end to the fantasy,

It seems to me...

Why is it that the only one I want to talk to is you?

And it has been this way for the longest time.

30secs to 90mins

Socceroos, I feel for you...

S.I.G.H.

As a sign of protest, I am going to ban pasta from my diet for a week.

Hope the referee has nightmares of kangaroos and koalas attacking him.

Sunday

B-cause of you...

Dark Chocolate

I've discovered you from a new angle lately.

You seem different but everything about you is oh, so familiar.

Perhaps you were always, simply you, but I never opened myself up.

And it's like dark chocolate...the bittersweet taste you leave me with.

That keeps me wanting to go back for more.

I wonder, what type am I to you? And, do you feel the same way too?

Sunscreen

Everybody's Free To Wear Sunscreen by Baz Luhrmann

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

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7 mins and 2 secs on the perspective of life from Mr. Moulin Rouge in a song. Not that IT savvy to know how to upload it onto the blog. Thousand apologies :( Therefore, do download it if you're interested. I guarantee you won't be disappointed for the words make more sense when you listen to it.

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*To B, who is never too far away from my heart...

You will always be MB for you hold a piece of me, infinitely*

Caught in a Web

Sometimes, to do what's right, we have to be steady and give up the thing we want the most. Even our dreams.
- Peter Parker aka Spiderman

Sigh........

Sugar Rush

On the day I was born the NST headlines read 'Two kati per sugar limit'.

Today the headlines on The Star is 'Short of Sugar'.

“Sugar-intensive” industries have been worst hit by the shortage, with producers of soybean and other local drinks, as well as chilli sauce manufacturers, saying they may have to cease business. Meanwhile, Health Minister Datuk Dr Chua Soi Lek said Malaysians consumed about two-and-a-half times more sugar than the ideal amount of 50mg a day"

What a bunch of sweeth tooth we are! Malaysia boleh aye?! Yeah, but for the wrong health hazard reasons. 26 years later, history is repeating itself. Sugar is scarce and is in shortage again. How do I know this? Parents kept the NST papers in a lovely off white pinkish box together with my 'It's a baby girl!' keepsake album.

What can I say, firstborns are special. This is not to say second, third, fourth etc borns aren't for every bundle of joy is God's gift, a blessing but firstborns ARE indeed special :)

When The Heart Deceives...

She's lost her spirit and has gone away,
Disconnected, flying high on a jet plane,
Told me she won't be back again,
And she has my name...

I want her to stop the plane, turn it around,
Tell the captain that I'm to blame, I'm to blame,
But there's a hole in my soul and I've lost control...

You...

You decorated my life,

...you created a world where summer is eternal and never ends

...you painted your unconditional love all over the canvas of my heart

...you added music, where every note, treble and bass were in place

...you were the bridge that carried me on through all kinds of terrain

You decorated my life,

...and forever you will be, embedded in my heart and soul...

.:Thank you, for loving me for me...

I am truly blessed to have met you in this lifetime:.

-ILYB-

Friday Afternoon

BD filed an official MSN request on my lack of blogging activity.

angie.low says: eh can you please blog something ah?

Perfectly Flawed says: no mood

angie.low says: each time i open ur page, i see the word "ai" sien ady

angie.low says: hehhe

angie.low says:

one word also can

*chuckles* That tickled me. Might be not funny to anyone but it made me laugh. Sigh, it's been a while since I have.

This posting is therefore dedicated to the lovely 'one word also can' Lady BD. May all your car park woes disappear soon. Have a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious fantabulous weekend babe. *hugs*

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

The 'L' Word

They say it's a river that circles the earth,
A beam of light shining through the edge of the universe,
It conquers all...it changes everything,
They say it's a blessing, they say it's a gift,
They say it's a miracle and I believe that it is,
It conquers all...but it's a mystery,

It breaks your heart and it takes no less than everything...

Heartaches are lonely for one suffers alone, where nobody truly feels it but ourselves.