Wednesday, November 08, 2006

isn't it ironic, all i want is to get hooked.


The passing of one day, the reaching of the big 2-0.
Many thanks to everyone who made this special in so many ways, the expected wishes which made me smile, the unexpected wishes which made my day, the wishes which came before, on and after the day itself, wishes even halfway around the world and the people who spent it with me. yay. to all of you.

I effectively drank my birthday away.
1 champagne cocktail +some beer+ 1 graveyard= a very stoned and red me.

there was a 5 second lag before i realized that EIC was singing a birthday song for me (awesome!! though there must have been something lacking at timbre cuz i thought they were alot more charming at walas but still great all the same. )
Then they did my number 1 song on itune and my favourite song to drive to with the windows down. thank you.
All that I ever was Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
at least i managed to make it to a relatively empty zouk (chouk) without falling asleep before that and downing another apple shooter.

Sometimes, its all about the feeling, its all about the vibes.
i'll appreciate every little thing.
everyone who came for dinner on saturday,the effed up soup, the excruciatingly long wait for the waiters to get our food, the photo whoring at the table, the damn hard but yummilicious birthday cake. happifying times.

the perks of being the birthday boy

Even the one bottle of jim bean at chijmes where i realized that the crazy inflation of price of mixers( i'll smuggle my own next time) and learnt that seating and fengshui has nothing to do with your luck when you play scissors paper stone or zong ji mi ma or cai quan for that matter.

For all guys, its time to learn from the staff at dolce vita cuz they sure know how to make a girl feel like a million bucks.
1. get her on a bubbly high ( ie toast the girl with champagne)
2. surprise her ( get all the waiters to surprise her with a birthday cake and song)
3. its the little things that matter (ie write her a card)

4. get her on a sugar high( ie get her complimentary dessert)
desserts

5. give her lots of attention( ie. get the cute chef to wish her happy birthday too)
***
wouldn't it be nice to be able to string every single thought of yours into nice prose without having to angst about having the most random of thoughts and then wonder why your brain is acting up in the middle of the night in a quiet playground.
all those possibilities that once were and possibilities to- be.

the quiet yearning of a heart.the urge to make the wrong things right. the wish for all things to be happy and free.

the need to get out of rut. well, lets make it an urgent need. bah. humbug.

and somedays, all you need is a hug and some loving.

[reminds me oh when the judge asked me during my mock trial with all seriousness, " so,miss ong, when girls say yes, they mean no?"]
//Stars lookin at our planet watching entropy and pain
And maybe start to wonder how the chaos in our lives could pass as sane
I've been thinking bout the meaning of resistance, of a hope beyond my own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent begin to look like home

wen at 11:29 PM

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