habit. love

1.00 am.

*stomach grumbling*

sigh, this is what happens when you eat dinner too early. with abso-fucking-lutely nothing to watch on the tele. life suddenly became extremely depressing. its a bloody weekday and its only 1am. what the bloody hell to do...

after a good 20 minutes deciding. final decisions were to fill thy stomach and being a malaysian i am. eating late late suppers is just too normal. heh. so in i went to the kitchen to see whats there to eat. cabinets were raided, the fridge was infilterated. theres lotsa food, but their all.. raw.

pfft. figures.

so, the options were;

tuna ... or tuna..

tuna it is.. hrm. tuna sandwich..

'toasted or not toasted? .. that is the question...'

being the greedy person i am, decided on toasted because the thought of cheese simply made my stomach jump with joy. as i mixed the vegies with the tuna, i suddenly realized that i just made portion for two.

'oh welll .. more for me!'.

so at 2am. i was chomping down on 4 mouth savouring toasted tuna sandwich with extra cheese.

i am soo gonna be flabby from this. oh well!

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lovey dovey looourveee...

we've all had a taste of it. some bitter some sweet. mostly sexual bwahaha. okay maybe not. but hey, its what makes life feel so damn wonderful at times. we're humans, were suppose to be with that special someone at the end of the dayy...

so we look, crave and long for that special someone to finally be in our lives. that they stay there forever and ever.. and never leave us for it will make us weak and die a sad sad lonely death. even though we know what may come might not be as colorful as it seems. because life is about balance. what good that comes will bring bad.

'but love will make everything alrite' says a man who's love for another women was so deep he would cross ocean's of fire if they existed.

pfft oceans of fire. if they existed you wouldnt be in love with her. your be so deep in your prayers, a girl dancing topless while riding on a donkey wouldnt disturb you.

'oy this lad is a pessimist on lourve, he must have been dumped. watta loser' ya might say. well alrite, i'll admit that i am a smuck when it came to lourve. but even as biased i am towards love, the need for a companion for those long cold lonely night has never left my thought. quoted from a movie, 'love is about patience'.

thus i shant look for love if love shant look for me.

besides. why rush things ey?

love is annoying yet beautiful at the same time. love is fucked up yet rational too. in easy terms, love is like gambling.

aih, but like gambling too. what happens when you go overboard. lack of love leads to feeling unattended and unsatisfied. leads too much love causes pain and anguish to those who share not the same feeling. but who are we to actually stop love from growing, its a natural element which grows and shrinks constantly.

'love unreturned is nothing more than an obsession'

a plague? a mishap? or just plain stubborn. obsessed over your own significant other. worst, over other people's significant other. it starts with insecurity, which then leads to distrust ..

easy said. obsessive people are just fucked up in th head.

*maid enteres the room informing something very important

*me rushes out to on the tele. see's the hostess of wanita hari ini.

suff: oh baby, i'm sooo inlove wit joooo.. i wanna marry youuuuu... baby pleaseee... i'm beggin youuuu.. though i dont know anything about youuuu.. but i need youuuuu.. i wannt youuu .. oh baby.. oh baby.. you make me horney.. come make me your daddyy.. while i stuff you with my @*#*! .. and eat your !@###!

*comes back to reality.

yea. so obessive people are soo fucked in the head. fucking stalkers. horny bastards.

=P

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i already got myself a girl to love. a pretty baby girl whom i love so extremely much. days seem so dull without her and watching her sleep soundly in the night defineatly makes me feel that i already have everything i need.

love you always.




isabella