Finally caught some recent episodes of Never Mind the Buzzcocks. Too distracted with work, True Blood and Merlin. I spend so much time Twitter-ing and tumblr-ing, I don't update anything else. Not too sure if that's good/bad. I must admit, I miss Simon and Phil. I'm psyched that Noel's back. But the show doesn't feel the same anymore. They're trying to find a host to replace Simon. Srsly everyone stunk. In other news, I hope I get it. Turning a year older doesn't affect me. It's just another day, another year. I need space.

Stéphanie: Why me?
Stephane: Because everyone else is boring. And because you are different.
thanks suicidemotel for the aww-some picspam. :D

the office is like a party. one that's either alot of fun or painfully awkward.


eric beckons.
( hang on little tomato )

i wear flip flops to work. you can't fire me. or can you?

		I will marry Ben Barnes.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in New York in our fabulous Mansion.
		We will have 2 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a Red Volkswagen.
		I will spend my days as a Writer, and live happily ever after.

off for a short getaway!

in the meantime, some eric hand/arm porn.



cause i'm loving him. heh.

i crack up all the time while reading fan blogs and tweets. they go nuts about his singlet, gush about his arms and love his eyebags. i share a little of the madness.

i'm tired of working.


i feel like taking the year or forever off to bum.

i LOVE this to bits. even if it's a cover. and if you must know, i hate covers. cause i'm all about the originals.
i think john lennon sang this until he lost his voice. awesome stuff.

i watch the hills. i don't know why. i don't get the show. but i watch it. maybe i've got too much free time. or maybe, there's just not enough good shows on telly.

anyways.

i just realised, my friend, X is possible in a relationship like spencer and heidi. can i say whatthefuck?!

okay. clearly i'm bored and have nothing to do. i might rewatch license to wed. just bacause.

so the subject title is a self-declaration. hi, i suffer from hair fetish. *runs off to hide in a dark corner*

i've always known i'm a very visual person (i blame my horoscope - i'm a libran). yes i'm shallow. first thing i notice in a guy is his hair. that's it. i can love you or hate you base on your hair. sorry dudes. the incredulity!

work is work. i'm having fun but things are sorta tense. a weird combi. and my desk is a mess. which is making me angsty. cause i am never disorganized. i think. and i have too much junk food. i'm a mini econ minimart.

i hate it when people don't reply my smses. yes, i do have a habit of replying late. like goddamn late. but i do reply. if i don't reply, blame the service provider. and i feel like i don't know some people anymore. they disappear, live their lives and i have no clue.

one more reason why i love twitter:
i'm following eddie izzard. WINWINWIN!!! he's possibly my favourite comedian. period.

my friend G is freaking pissed about something. i personally feel it's no big deal. but who am i to judge. everyone is making such a fuss. and i don't feel anything. at all. something's wrong.

i rush to catch the shuttle bus everyday after work. it's fun. kinda remind me of my primary school days. but minus the huge backpack hindering my speed.

my brains are fried. i can multitask but having so many people on my case is another thing altogether. but i survived today.

why am i not surprised i'm such a organized freak. i lined up keys according to their numbers. it's a long story. but it got things done. which was awesome.

on other news, i'm blaming Z for my current ancic obsession. since seeing him shirtless in australia. and that mischievous grin. gah! he's quite delicious, i must admit. and he's so.. i don't know.


yummy.

i can't come up with a decent word. he's something.

i'm already planning my next trip.

anyone know where to get kickass nachos?

and no, i'm not looking for chips. it's the one with cheese, guacamole, beef and beans.

rafa beat federer.
not so mighty anymore.
roger sobbed like a baby.
and i cried.
cause i felt so sad for him.
and nadal too.
cause he put his head next to fed's.
GAH!

i'm listening to songs i normally won't dig. which is weird. i blame the change of air.

i have a couple of tracks on constant replay. i like beyonce's halo. maybe it's the music video. i've never seen ballerinas with that much ass. you can pretty much be anything on your music video. police woman in the previous single. dancer in the latest one. i need one of those.

i'll be a boho chick rolling on the grass. dancing to nothing. with flowers in my hair. and dried paint on my hands. oh, how i like to digress!

i hate the ting tings. they're annoying. but i'm hooked on great dj. maybe cause they're not repeating a phrase over and over again. well, they do. just not as much as the other 2 songs. gawd. i can strangle someone whenever they play those songs. the madness!

my ewan.


because my adoration knows no boundaries. it is timeless and blind.

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i discover something about myself while i'm away.

that i can survive without tv. but not internet. amazing how times have changed.

josh groban is actually funny. i always thought he was a schmuck. oh well.

i'm on a ben barnes high. i don't know where it came from. sure, i think he's got the perfect hair. think andrea pirlo. it only spells perfection. sigh. back to ben. i don't care much for his shark eyes. he sings! i'm itching to get my hands on easy virtue. forget my hatred for jessica biel, it's SO my kind of my movie.

there's a couple of malay guys in the new office. i have no idea why the thought makes me angsty. maybe one reminds me so much of someone i know.

cold case: stand up and holler

i am in love with this episode. i've went GAH! a couple of times watching the show. it's THAT amazing. but this particular episode is quote-worthy. i'm kicking myself for not writing them down. maybe i was mesmerized. the whole schtick about everyone being planets. and the unbalanced force. how apt. can two centers meet?

my uncle is proud of me. wow. it's fab considering he's been my role model since forever.

the thing about younger folks: they have an attention span of a goldfish.
i think it's done.

my five minutes is up. i'm taking painkillers but they don't work.