Just reminiscing...
Look what I found! My 1st attempt on the blog 2 years ago. Hehehe..Thought it was closed down or something. So many changes had taken place since then. Still with the same lover boy-Wolverine a.k.a Sharky. GQ=Ladyfloyd. Devlin=Fitness Freak. Me still me but a lil wiser than ever but still a spasmo mostly. Gosh, how time flies...
Life in the desert...
Dry...fake..
Sunday, August 17, 2003
FALLEN again...
As much as you wanna avoid the thing called LOVE, the more it seems to stalk you. After the cancelled wedding, dad said, "Don't fall in love. STOP falling in love." Well, 2 months after, I did it. I've fallen.Been really happy the past weeks. Everyone noticed the weight and cellulites I've put on and developed. Yucks! Working out like crazy. Don't wanna end up being Ms Piggy Podgy Pants! My motivation to cook has return. Cooked 'nasi lemak' for the guys last tuesday. Good job done. Next on my list, chicken rice with 'balador chicken' and mixed vegetables in oyster sauce. I've started cooking again. I've fallen in love.He mouthed that magic line a few days ago. Shocked. No reactions. I don't know what to reply. I know he meant it. But in my head then, i was thinking ahead, too far ahead. Yeah, people often say, go with the flow-take a day at a time. It's easier said then done. He wants me to leave with him to wherever if he gets a better opportunity. As much as I want to, I have commitments here. Damn, those loans. He wants a new life. The desert is dampening him. Draining him of his liveliness and ideas. He feels choked. He wants to get away. He wants me to go along. Crazy ideas pop up in our heads. Maybe we will just live on the tens of thousands dollars he had saved in Thailand. Find a remote island where no tourists has ventured before. Open up a school for the locals. GQ and Devlin will be the teachers. I will manage the canteen-whipping up sandwiches for the kids. Wolverine will be the principal since he's English. Well, De'Trop will be the discipline master cum overall in-charge of security of the island. In the meantime, Wolverine will be promoting the isle to selected tourists who seek solitude in nature. Since Wolverine enjoys gardening, we will have the opportunity of smoking fresh weed from his garden. Heeheehee...At the end of the day, I realise, I'm in love with him too. Will it be another heart wreck? I don't know. I fear for the future. If only we know what lies ahead for us. Anxiety is killing me slowly...
# posted by Yatz @ 1:54 AM
Monday, August 04, 2003
A PLACE I CALL MY OWN...
Being alone in this apartment, makes me miss my folks & bro back home. Miss the chaotic us. All four trying to outdo each other's stories of the day. But then again, it's kinda nice to have your own apartment. Your own choice of wall colour, furnishings, decor, etc. In your parents' home, having friends over anytime is unacceptable. Formality. In your own apartment - parties, quiet dinner, movies or whatever you plan for your guests is totally welcomed. Having said all this, I proudly declare Dubai my home. Yes, it is.I miss it when I'm away too long. What motivates me to finish a flight is the fact that I know, that I'll be tucked in bed beneath the warmth of my comforter in no time. I planned what to do on my days off. Cooking up a storm in my kitchen-yes, my very own kitchen. No more fightings for space or over techniques (how to chop onions, fry eggs, bla bal bla..) with my mum. I conjour up my own recipes. Criticisms & compliments from pals are normal. Love nest? Not what it is. It's always over at the other half's place. More comfy (No flatmate surprises). I wanna keep my boudoir private. Just me, myself n I. Occasionally, yeah, invite him over for a cuppa or a meal. Understanding flatmate who will shy away to her room to give me space n privacy with my guests. Same goes with me, stuck in my room with my lappy when her hubby comes by for a visit. Understanding...Mess - that's what u can describe my room. Yet, it's cosy. What I had always wanted. Big wardrobe (never seems to be big enuff tho), view of the busy highway of Dubai's poshest street aka The Beverly HIlls of Dubai - Sheikh Zayed Road, from my bed. The lights at night are like stars. Satisfying enough for me after having lived in a roome where the view from your bedroom is next block's kitchens & the rubbish dump house. My living area is complete with my karaoke hi-fi (so asian, that's wat Domster said), my dvd player n my own home theatre system. Just fantastic for my occasional 'jamming session' (where I danced n sing by myself). Surprisingly, no complaints from the neighbours. Good. The only complaints I had from them, was the night I tried to grill the 'belacan'. The smell travelled thru the air-conditioning system n ventillators. God knows how many scented candles I burnt all night to get rid of the stench! But it's worth it. :)Well, the One-Eye MOnster demands my attention. Watched 2 movies today. So maybe just stick to the localEnglish channel (the one n only, mind u) tonite. Past seasons of Friends, Charmed, ER, X-Files, Blossom is on too! Nitez..
# posted by Yatz @ 8:56 AM
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
AHA! Some place new to publish my boring anal thots which no one bothers to listen. Thanks to Devlin! Muaacks!Being in the desert can really bore u. No greenery can survive this 40-60 degrees temperature! Evrytin soo artificial. The plants, the buildings, the lifestyle. Including the human species living in it too! BUT it has it's plus point too. If u were a nobody back where u were from, u can be somebody in this land of gold - land of opportunities. It provides a perfect getaway from wateva u are running fm. It's a perfect place for me, for the moment. 15 eventful months living here, learnt n seen n done soo much. It really makes a diff after been cooped in the LKY's world for 22 years of my life. NO naggy folks. Got VIP treatment when i'm home once in a month. I'm finally an adult in my folks view. Cancelled wedding. Numerous bedtime rendezvous. No speed limits. No rush. Porches, Ferraris, Lambourginis, n all other posh speed demons, just name it-u can see them every single sec on da road. BUt da drivers can really be an ass. This is also the land of lust. U can be sexy even if u'r not. When/where once no man or no woman wants u, here anyone will find u the most desirable. Y? Boredom=Loneliness=Horniness. Da hole needs to find a stick to scratch away the celibacy itch, vice versa. Women = meat. Man = Predator. Asian/Russian = Notty Ladies. Temptations u can't avoid. If u were once playing the role of an eva so loyal lover for eternity, here, u'll definitely bound to lose it. No worries, it's the norm. Loyalty, trust, love - these r words u can't find in this land's dictionary. Nothing's permanent. Highest turnover rate for couples. One moment u'r da hottest couple in town, next u'r in da hall of ditchdom. I can't complain nor compare, well, sometime I have to, can't help it. Overall, it's all about adaptation. Like it or not. Gtg. Next time. More to come. Live fm the desert. Ciaoxxx Lil YaTz MoNsT3R.
# posted by Yatz @ 3:31 AM
Life in the desert...
Dry...fake..
Sunday, August 17, 2003
FALLEN again...
As much as you wanna avoid the thing called LOVE, the more it seems to stalk you. After the cancelled wedding, dad said, "Don't fall in love. STOP falling in love." Well, 2 months after, I did it. I've fallen.Been really happy the past weeks. Everyone noticed the weight and cellulites I've put on and developed. Yucks! Working out like crazy. Don't wanna end up being Ms Piggy Podgy Pants! My motivation to cook has return. Cooked 'nasi lemak' for the guys last tuesday. Good job done. Next on my list, chicken rice with 'balador chicken' and mixed vegetables in oyster sauce. I've started cooking again. I've fallen in love.He mouthed that magic line a few days ago. Shocked. No reactions. I don't know what to reply. I know he meant it. But in my head then, i was thinking ahead, too far ahead. Yeah, people often say, go with the flow-take a day at a time. It's easier said then done. He wants me to leave with him to wherever if he gets a better opportunity. As much as I want to, I have commitments here. Damn, those loans. He wants a new life. The desert is dampening him. Draining him of his liveliness and ideas. He feels choked. He wants to get away. He wants me to go along. Crazy ideas pop up in our heads. Maybe we will just live on the tens of thousands dollars he had saved in Thailand. Find a remote island where no tourists has ventured before. Open up a school for the locals. GQ and Devlin will be the teachers. I will manage the canteen-whipping up sandwiches for the kids. Wolverine will be the principal since he's English. Well, De'Trop will be the discipline master cum overall in-charge of security of the island. In the meantime, Wolverine will be promoting the isle to selected tourists who seek solitude in nature. Since Wolverine enjoys gardening, we will have the opportunity of smoking fresh weed from his garden. Heeheehee...At the end of the day, I realise, I'm in love with him too. Will it be another heart wreck? I don't know. I fear for the future. If only we know what lies ahead for us. Anxiety is killing me slowly...
# posted by Yatz @ 1:54 AM
Monday, August 04, 2003
A PLACE I CALL MY OWN...
Being alone in this apartment, makes me miss my folks & bro back home. Miss the chaotic us. All four trying to outdo each other's stories of the day. But then again, it's kinda nice to have your own apartment. Your own choice of wall colour, furnishings, decor, etc. In your parents' home, having friends over anytime is unacceptable. Formality. In your own apartment - parties, quiet dinner, movies or whatever you plan for your guests is totally welcomed. Having said all this, I proudly declare Dubai my home. Yes, it is.I miss it when I'm away too long. What motivates me to finish a flight is the fact that I know, that I'll be tucked in bed beneath the warmth of my comforter in no time. I planned what to do on my days off. Cooking up a storm in my kitchen-yes, my very own kitchen. No more fightings for space or over techniques (how to chop onions, fry eggs, bla bal bla..) with my mum. I conjour up my own recipes. Criticisms & compliments from pals are normal. Love nest? Not what it is. It's always over at the other half's place. More comfy (No flatmate surprises). I wanna keep my boudoir private. Just me, myself n I. Occasionally, yeah, invite him over for a cuppa or a meal. Understanding flatmate who will shy away to her room to give me space n privacy with my guests. Same goes with me, stuck in my room with my lappy when her hubby comes by for a visit. Understanding...Mess - that's what u can describe my room. Yet, it's cosy. What I had always wanted. Big wardrobe (never seems to be big enuff tho), view of the busy highway of Dubai's poshest street aka The Beverly HIlls of Dubai - Sheikh Zayed Road, from my bed. The lights at night are like stars. Satisfying enough for me after having lived in a roome where the view from your bedroom is next block's kitchens & the rubbish dump house. My living area is complete with my karaoke hi-fi (so asian, that's wat Domster said), my dvd player n my own home theatre system. Just fantastic for my occasional 'jamming session' (where I danced n sing by myself). Surprisingly, no complaints from the neighbours. Good. The only complaints I had from them, was the night I tried to grill the 'belacan'. The smell travelled thru the air-conditioning system n ventillators. God knows how many scented candles I burnt all night to get rid of the stench! But it's worth it. :)Well, the One-Eye MOnster demands my attention. Watched 2 movies today. So maybe just stick to the localEnglish channel (the one n only, mind u) tonite. Past seasons of Friends, Charmed, ER, X-Files, Blossom is on too! Nitez..
# posted by Yatz @ 8:56 AM
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
AHA! Some place new to publish my boring anal thots which no one bothers to listen. Thanks to Devlin! Muaacks!Being in the desert can really bore u. No greenery can survive this 40-60 degrees temperature! Evrytin soo artificial. The plants, the buildings, the lifestyle. Including the human species living in it too! BUT it has it's plus point too. If u were a nobody back where u were from, u can be somebody in this land of gold - land of opportunities. It provides a perfect getaway from wateva u are running fm. It's a perfect place for me, for the moment. 15 eventful months living here, learnt n seen n done soo much. It really makes a diff after been cooped in the LKY's world for 22 years of my life. NO naggy folks. Got VIP treatment when i'm home once in a month. I'm finally an adult in my folks view. Cancelled wedding. Numerous bedtime rendezvous. No speed limits. No rush. Porches, Ferraris, Lambourginis, n all other posh speed demons, just name it-u can see them every single sec on da road. BUt da drivers can really be an ass. This is also the land of lust. U can be sexy even if u'r not. When/where once no man or no woman wants u, here anyone will find u the most desirable. Y? Boredom=Loneliness=Horniness. Da hole needs to find a stick to scratch away the celibacy itch, vice versa. Women = meat. Man = Predator. Asian/Russian = Notty Ladies. Temptations u can't avoid. If u were once playing the role of an eva so loyal lover for eternity, here, u'll definitely bound to lose it. No worries, it's the norm. Loyalty, trust, love - these r words u can't find in this land's dictionary. Nothing's permanent. Highest turnover rate for couples. One moment u'r da hottest couple in town, next u'r in da hall of ditchdom. I can't complain nor compare, well, sometime I have to, can't help it. Overall, it's all about adaptation. Like it or not. Gtg. Next time. More to come. Live fm the desert. Ciaoxxx Lil YaTz MoNsT3R.
# posted by Yatz @ 3:31 AM
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