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--The Two-Minded Gemini--

Whatcha staring at???

Nothing, just thinking…

LIAR!!! It’s fLaMe, isn’t it???

What about fLaMe??? *looks innocently*

HAHAHA!!! Like I don’t know…. *chuckles*

No, seriously.. What bout fLaMe???

Darling, I aint blind… Seeing you guys talk for hours is proof enough..

Now now look… don’t go about making a mountain out of a mole’s hill.. We are good friends.. THAT’S ALL..

FRIENDS??? *rolls on the floor laughing* You call that friends??? In our planet, we call that dating/flirting/etc etc.. ANYTHING else BUT not FRIENDS, dearie…

Yeah yeah you and your far fetched tales.. You pretty well know what happened the last time with him.. So why bring it up now???

That’s exactly my point, darlz… As far as I know, the last time you told me about him, you swore you would never ever have anything to do with him. So, why this sudden rekindling of “friendship”???

Ahha.. Finally you admit its friendship.. gracias babez… Friends are always meant to keep in touch.. And he is a really nice fren..

fLaMe??? Nice fren??? Interesting.. the last time I checked, your opinion about him was far far different from the word nice.. anyhow, continue.. Im interested…

La La La… you and your never ending crap… Hell yeah, I like him… But…

WAIT!!!!!!!!!! Like??? There’s another lexicon that you’re overlooking.. I don’t think its like.. I think its that four lettered contagious word starting with a L..

STOP!!! Gosh, you’re really getting out of hand.. Fine.. I don’t deny that I do love him but

Yippieeeeee.. finally she says it like it’s meant to be..

Will ya let me finish???

Ok ok chill babez.. go on…

I don’t deny that I do love him but loving and wanting to be in a relationship is different..

Hmmm…

I do love him n I care for him and it’s fun talking to him… He makes me happy, sad, angry and even jealous all in one conversation

Jealous??? Lol interesting.. carry on

Can ya stop picking on me and just listen???

FINEEEE!!!

Haha that’s better.. so yeah, I do like talking to him but I sense its getting a lil addictive now and I am trying to break free from this addiction.. I really am… I don’t want history repeating again…

Hahah.. good for you… But, how does he feel about all this???

Well, he has changed..

Who, fLaME???

Yes, fLaMe.. He seems to be more interested in developing his career and becoming someone successful in life… More focused with his responsibility which I find is really good.. finally, he has seen the light and its good for him..

Lol, you sure?? As far as I can remember, this aint the first time he has said all this.

Nah, I think this time he really is…He’s got a job, two in fact and is working really hard.. Doesn’t speak/flirt with gals.. lol

Wakakaka.. Now are you SURE, realy really SURE about that????

That’s what he told me…

Lol, I knew it..

Nah, I trust him…

Not again.. *groans* when will you ever ever grow up and learn from mistakes???

Hey, you cant’s blame me.. Love is blind…

LoooooooooL.. tell me something I don’t know, babez…

Hmm.. neway its always wise to give people a second chance???

Wowie.. so does this mean you’re gonna give him a second chance?? I mean, your relationship a second chance???

No, I meant the trust part…That relationship road is a NO ENTRY thingy for me.. Sad but I guess that’s the best decision for both of us.. I don’t wanna jeopardize what I have with him now just for something that even the past has proven cannot work between us…

*smiles* Sometimes, somethings are best left untouched…But…Somehow, I feel this issue aint like that…

Not again!!! Really, that topic is close.. long long ago, CLOSED!!!

Whateva… I just hope you know what are you getting yourself into.. I mean getting US into…I aint prepared to sit and listen to u shed tears and talk to walls again…

U meanie.. how can you say that to me??? hahha.. don’t worry im twenty one and way way more matured now..

*giggles*

I aint kidding.. I know what im doing. Talking to him makes me happy and that’s about it.. nothing more, nothing less….

Well, good luck hun.. Hope things work out fine this time.. ciou bella..

*smiles*

*when one becomes two*

When escalators became mean, humiliation-creating machines….

Ever ever everrrr had your worst fears staring right at you n there u are, glued top the spot, without knowing what to do???

WHERE’S THE EXIT DOOR WHEN YOU REALLY NEED IT???

Hell yeah, that’s how I felt yesterday…

It’s a well known fact that I have a ‘thing’ for escalators.. NOT a crush but the total opposite – PHOBIA..

Rite, go ahead n start chuckling but that’s just it.. im terrified of escalators.. I’d rather walk down hundreds and hundreds of stairs rather than go down an escalator..

p/s – going up aint that bad.. its the going down that scares the hell out of me…

Back to the story…

Here I am, standing right at the top of the escalator.. my parents are down, waiting for me to come down…my mum pretty well knows how scared am I of escalators.. but seing that there wasn’t any lift to go to the basement, there stood the escalator, looking at me with its wild eyes and sharp yellow coated teeth going – CHOP CHOP im OUT TO GET YOU!!!

Standing there for a good 5 minutes, looking frantically for any other way, some way just anything to get out of this spot,it was than my dad realized that I wasn’t beside him… N thus started the drama…

MUM :- She cant’s come down…Scared of the escalator..

DAD:- What?? Eh, come down now.. Don’t embarrass me..

ME:- (standing there, giggling cluelessly) ß god knows y do I giggle when I get scolding??? *wonders*

So, my mum comes up the escalator, followed by my dad…

HOORAY!!! Finally, we would be finding some other way to go out…

Alas, my happiness was shortlived.. Dad was never someone who would take NO for an answer..

Dad :- Look here, just put one step n the other leg will just follow.. Don’t look down..

And off he went, down the escalator..

I sttod there, trying my usual way of couting 1,2,3 n jump.. but this escalator was so high.. My legs were GLUED!!!

Whispering to mum, “Mummy, I really cannot.. Please lets find some lift or something”

Mum :- Shamini, pls la.. just go.. Appa will scold ok..

And yet, with fear growing in me by the second, I stood there…

People who were decending, gave me that “LOOK”.

If only I could just evaporate or disappear.. My dad, realizing that I was still at the top, came up again..

Dad :- Your reflexs action is that bad ah?? People will laugh at you. Just put one step..

Again,. Intending to demonstrate, he got on the escalator and went down hoping that I would have followed his footsteps but in vain.

The more I started down, hoping to somehow just get on the escalator, the more IT stared back at me, with his evil eyes and razor sharp teeth… I could hear my brain screaming HELP!!! But all I could do was just stand there…

By this time, my dad had gone down and come up again almost 5 times… I sensed an outburst of rage coming real soon… I had to do something ASAP if I wanted to avoid public-scolding…But by that time, I was feeling sick to my stomach.

ME :- Mummy, im feeling giddy. Really I cannot la.. Pleaseeee…

Mum :- She is feeling giddy it seems..There’s no other lift ah?

DAD :- She has to learn. If she doesn’t learn this today, she can never overcome anything in life.

Well, that’s is.. There was no way I was going to leave Prangin Mall without getting on that EVIL escalator…

SO….

Finally, I held on my mum’s hand and decided to step down.. After counting from 1-10, I managed to move my icy cold feet that had seem to be glued to the floor and stepped on the escalator..

But just like my dad said – BAD REFLEXS..BAD COORDINATION.. or whatever it is..

As feared, I landed, bottom first on the escalator..

Some passer by :- Dia terjatuh la..

Oh yeah, only then did I realize that not only did I caused such great ignominy by not wanting to get on escalator and falling and hurting my leg, but i had provided 20 minutes of drama and humor to the passer by’s in the mall..

NEVER EVER AM I STEPPING MY FOOT IN PRANGING.. NO!! NADA!! NEVER!!! EVER EVER EVER!!!

Fear is after all meant to be left as FEAR n not to be tackled as if life’s a football field and FEAR is my opposition team… *giggles*

*Who ever who came up with escalators, out to be shot down*

/-- The DamseL and the XY bearers in the Black Hole --/

Once upon a time, in a far away land there was a hut in which lived a DamseL. Growing up in the hut, all she knew was the four walls that surrounded her. So oblivious to her surrounding, the DamseL was ignorant to the bad bad world that she had to face some day.

One fine day, while the DamseL was sitting in the front yard reading a book, a gust of wind came and blew her pages away. Frantically, she picked up the pages only to be greeted by a black spinning hole.

“What is it??” - she wondered. Curiosity got the better of her and she touched the and AHHH she was sucked into it. Deep and deep she fell, grasping for the walls but in vain. When she finally hit the ground, she opened her eyes and found a group of humans, chatting and laughing. The environment was nothing less than boisterous.

She was greeted with open hands and asked to join the party. As the DamseL became acquainted to the people and her environment, she saw the room had walls with myriad doors.

At once a thought struck her – if this room could be of so much joy, what could the other rooms hold?

With that thought, she entered the first room on the right. Once again, the DamseL wasn’t disappointed. The people in this room too were amicable. Although unlike the first chamber, there were a couple of friendly people, maybe a little too friendly for her taste.

Life took a turn for the DamseL when in came a Prince Charming. He walked up to her and smiled. “Hello” – he said. His first word that hit her senses. Never had she sensed such warmth nor radiance in a smile. Stumbling for words, she replied his hello with a stammering “Hi” and that was the start.

He introduced himself as Flame and it all begun there. The DamseL and Flame got close really fast. She liked his company and he made her felt like she was on the top of the world. His kind words and never ending showers of love brightened her days. As days past, Flame was the only thing she could think of. So much so, when he finally told her the three magical words – I LOVE YOU, she felt like the happiest girl on earth.

Could life get any sweeter? Here she was, with the guy of her dreams, all for her. Things went on smoothly. The DamseL would return back to her hut only for a few hours and return to the Black Hole, spending almost 20 hours a day there, all for her Flame.

It was than that all hell broke loose. Flame was not as what he potrayed. Behind those sweet smile and cloying words, the real Flame stood. The DamseL wasn’t the only one who was showered with his love. There was a list of other gals who were sharing his love-limelight, all at the same time.

The news broke the DamseL’s heart.

Why would this happen to her? What did she do to receive this treatment? Flame? Her Flame? Why?

Those questions haunted her. She walked out of that room, with her heart shattered. Never would she want to return there again. Life was so cruel. It had taken her from her comfort zone and shown her the beautiful side of the world, given her happiness and made her laugh, only to be greeted by this devastation.

The DamseL cried and weep her heart out. It was only then, that she felt a hand of comfort embrace her. She looked up and saw another guy standing in front of her. He smiled and told her to stop crying. Sitting beside her, listening to her ramble and whine about her fate. Illusions. That was his name.

Illusions proved to be a true ally. He stood by her, always cheering her up and advising her. Each time the DamseL wanted to go away from the Black Hole, he stopped her. Years passed and Illusions was still her ally. From normal friendship, they shared a special bond. Illusions fed her with hopes and dreams.

Each time she teased him about his future partner, he would smile and tell her that he liked her but he wanted her to finish her studies first. The DamseL started smiling. Although her heart was still with Flame, her relationship with Illusions brought a new hope in life. No matter what, she knew he would be there for her for that was the hope and promise he gave her.

Meanwhile, there came B-True, claiming to be Flame’s brother. He strutted and fret on how bad he felt about Flame cheating her. He told her to be strong and that every action has a reaction. She smiled.

Her perception that all guys were cheaters started to fade. She had been proven wrong. There was Illusions, the guy who always seemed to be there for her and vice versa and B-True, her companion who always took care of her.

As time passed, the Black Hole didn’t seem to be such a bad place after all. She met many new people and life wasn’t that bad after all. She was no longer the nerd who lived inside those four walls. This was life, with its ups and downs

But ALAS, her thoughts were proved wrong, ONCE AGAIN. It all happened when B-True came up to her, telling that he felt their friendship was more than that and that he really liked her. She was taken aback. How could he, of all people claim to have liked her? He was after all Flame’s brother. How?? She wondered.

While she was pondering on that thought, there came a knock on the door. She opened the door and found CrazyLord, friend of both Illusions and Flame to be standing there, smiling from ear to ear.

She looked at him, with a question mark on her face. What was he doing, at her door step. He said he knew about her and how nice of a person she is. Hence he wanted to be her friend. She smiled. Friendship was something she loved. After all, the more friends, the merrier. She grinned and accepted his hand in friendship.

Along with CrazyLord came another persona – BlackBird. He too, quickly gelled into her circle of friends.

Soon, her circle of friends started growing. It was the happiness that blinded her. She never realized that all along, these people who claimed to be her friends were actually using her.

Reality gave its first slap when BlackBird too proposed to her. She stood there, SHOCKED.

What was going on? Don’t they all know that she was once in love with their friend, Flame? So how could they come up and tell her this?

Yet, not wanting to hurt the bond of camaraderie she shared, she told him, gently yet clearly that she wasn’t interested and they should always remain friends.

That was the exact same answer she gave CrazyLord who also came up and told her he wanted her to be his girlfriend. Only then did she realize that these people, her so-called friends were FLIRTING. Yes, flirting.

She was devastated. How could they do this to her? When all along, she had stood by them, never failing to be a good friend and all they could give in return was a slap rite back at her.

She felt so angry and sad. She stomped out of the Black Hole, back to her hut. She had enough of this. Everyone around her seemed to be a charlatan. They served nothing but non-stop lies and chicaneries. How foolish of her to have actually believed their words.

As she sat down, regretting and crying, Illusions came. He told her, that almost 90% of all the guys in the Black Hole were flirts. It was she who had to be more careful in picking friends. He coerced her to come back to the Black Hole. She looked up at him and smiled. She had her Illusions. Why should she deprive herself of all those happiness just because of some charlatans? She stood up and followed him back.

Never did she see the evil smile behind his face. She sat with him, once again helping him. It had become their daily routine – for Illusions to ask her help and for her to help him. She even teased that she was his Helping Machine.

On the other hand, B-True too was a good companion. Even though he claimed to love her and would wait for her, he was after all a good friend until…

Hahaha… There came the part. The TRUTH!!!B-True too was a flirt… *sigh* What has happened to the world? Yeah, he was going around telling other gals that he loved them too. Hearing that, she felt disgusted. All those crying in the past had drained all her tears. She was pissed with XY bearers. Why had he lied and flirted with her? She had been his good friend.

Again, it was Illusions who came to the rescue. He told her, to move on and that feeling sad or angry about this people will never do her any good. She took his advice and still continued to be in the Black Hole. But by this time, all those pain and cheating stints had taken its toll. She was no longer the happy, bubbly DamseL she use to be. She kept to herself most of the time, only talking to Illusions and a few others.

And then came DOOM DAY. A fight occurred between Illusions and her. The war of words led to a sabbatical period. They stopped talking to each other. Each felt that he/she was right.

Finally, after 2 weeks, Illusions came up to her. He said sorry and asked if they could go back to being friends. But, his words had stabbed her right through her heart. She found it difficult to forgive him. That was when he told her the truth, the one truth that she never expected him to tell. He told her, he already had a girlfriend for 3 years.

She couldn’t believe her eyes. Whatever happened to all those hopes he fed her? What was going wrong? She pinched herself. Gosh, it was REAL!!! Out of all the guys, he was the one who had never told her those 3 magical words and yet, he was the one who gave her the most signals and hopes, and now, he was the one who had betrayed her trust.

That was the last straw. She couldn’t take it anymore. She never told him how angry or sad she felt. Instead, she smiled. After all, history had once again repeated itself.

Illusions too was none different that Flame, B-True, CrazyLord and BlackBird. All of them, had come to her, each with a motive and need of help, flirted and walked away, betraying her trust. She could no longer take it.

The Black Hole might be beautiful at first, but finally it had shown it’s true color – BLACK.

She walked out of the Black Hole, taking one last look, back to her hut. This was where she belonged, inside these four walls. She had changed from a nerd to a bubbly, happy gal, thanks to the people in the Black Hole but once again, she realized that it was only temporary period.

She was fated to be a solitary nerd. Loneliness filled her life. She had learnt never to trust anyone especially XY bearers. It was her destiny – to come and leave the world – ALONE in her 4 walls…

*Trust No One*

It’s Christmas!!! Yippie…

One of my all time favorite festival is back… The presents, santa and most of all, the Christmas tree… Who doesn’t love Christmas??? Sadly, I never got to decorate my own real Christmas tree…Had to make do with the virtual one…So this is my Christmas tree decorated by – I, Me Myself. With presents from friends….

This is another tree that my roomie gave to me as a gift..comes with a back ground music too…

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Merry Chrismas darlings… Hope all of you have a candy filled christmas showered with fun….

*Ho Ho H0*

:) Evil Egg Experience :(

6 eggs down and yet never a perfect half boiled egg... i have tried 2.15 minutes, 1.45 minutes, 1.15 minutes but still in vain.. never ever an half boiled... 3/4 boiled - yes... 4/5 boiled - oh yes... but half boiled – NOOO...

so why why why on earth did i ever think today would be different...

i boiled the egg in my microwave for 1.40 minutes an alas, it was a 4/5 boiled but a different 4/5 boiled because the egg was rotten... *sigh* fair enough, i tried a second egg.... now this must have been a jinxed evil egg...seting the timer to 1.30 minutes, sudenly i heard a BANG...

trust me it was such a loud bang and smoke started coming out of the microwave... all hell broke loose.. FIRE.. that was the first thing that struck my mind.. damm damm... the timer showed there was like 15 seconds left yet the microwave had stopped...

i opened the microwave n guess what i saw...

the EVIL egg had BURST!!!

it was all over the microwave... but thankfully, the cup was not damaged.. but the egg, gosh... must have been a freaking evil egg... 1.15 minutes with 15 seconds left and it had to burst... the stench.. eeeuuuuu...

poor poor me.. i had to clean up the whole thing..

*pets shamz*

not only was it gross but also, nauseating... 11.05pm and i had to visited by that evil egg... Mental note :- im never ever ever cooking an egg.. at least not using a microwave...

*sigh*

*Devilish Egg Destroyed*

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Who doesn’t love modification? Definitely, NOT me...Modifying mundane pictures to a work of art is like a dream come true... Seing something simple transform to a notable piece... This is my enchanted collection of such pieces courtesy of both my friend and me, myself.... *grins*

*enchanting enchanted enchantress*

@ SonG RituaL @

It’s a daily ritual that I just gotta listen to these 3 songs… lol da secret of my smile *grins*

Beyonce Knowles Lyrics
He's My Man Lyrics

Pussycat Dolls Lyrics
I Don't Need A Man Lyrics

Survivor Lyrics

*Tara rum ta dum la la la *

*-- 0331 %& UiUC --*

How Is US? Hows the FOOD? Whats the time? Can you suit yourself?

This are the string of questions i get whenever I meet a relative or friend of mine, regardless online or on telephone... the moment they hear my reply, out comes a string of advice..

"Oh, you can't be like that. You should go out. Go see the world..lalalala (thier words never embed in the thick skull of mine).. Y this advice? Simply because of the fact that I DONT GO OUT!!! YESSS!!! I am not kidding...I have yet to go out other than my room and my classes. Every time class ends, I am like the first person to rush bank to my room. Now..now.. pls dont start bulding dream castles.. my room aint any buckhingham palace neither is it a hut..its a cosy lillte room with two of my MOST favourite darlings - Mr.Bed and Mr.PC... I date them everyday. Trust me, they are the BEST dates anyone can ask for, simply because I can date them together.. The moment I step into room 0331-its my OWN world.. my space.. I have grown to like this solitary life..now plsss dont get me worng..i do have friends.. but unlike in shah alam, I prefer to be alone..I like the loneliness..haha..its not like I study..lol..how i wish i did :P * chuckles* its just that I enjoy being wrapped in my blanket, on my bed, meddling with my pc... just like my mum says, her daughter never ever leaves the bed...well, that doesnt make we a bill gates wannabe..hehe..nah me and computer are like north and south..i never knew much bout comp at least the educational part..

but the entertainment usage..wakaka... its like in my finger tips.. hahaha…not only do I watch the latest tamil movies(something that im suprisingly getting addicted to), I found out how to watch Englist tv shows too… Heroes, Ugly Betty, Movies everything while dating Mr Bed :PPP

ya ya ya,, i know..im here to study n not play a fool.. sadly i dont seem to grasp this fact in my mind...I go back all so hyped bout starting my work but as soon as i open the door n step my foot in 0331, I am wrapped in a special blanket called LAZYNESS,,hehe.. this blanket is like a magnet, dragging me to the pc n bed.. just to eat n sleep...lol... at times i freak out myself.. the entire weekend i go sleepless with only 8 hours of sleep..which I take in breaks.. n then on weekdays i just knock out 13-15 hrs flat... well its not abnormal for me seing the fact that im an insomniac..but gosh, isnt this a lil too much? lol.. my entire system seems to be in jeopardy... n yet, despite truly truly understanding the consequences, i still cant change? Y? I wonder... my intake of caffeine has taken a toll.. im draining 1 - 2 bottles of coke n double shot coffee.. scary?? VERYYY....haha.. its not like i stay awake n study... hehe... even i dunno what im doing... the more i think of it, the more it freaks me out.. but guess I found out the reason . IM ALONE! yes, I am usually alone in my room coz my roomie’s usually out with her friends or back home but hey, no regrets.. I love having the room all for myself :P

* evil laughter* hehehe... but somehow, there is a pang of loneliness.. even though mum wakes me up in the morn, its not the same like how it was in penang when she was there physically.. or like in shah alam when i had darling huey shann n lynda waking me up.... despite talking to my family every nite, its nothing like being there with them... or the nite talks i had with lyn..lol.. gosh this is what we call good time passes realll fast... well, people here laugh at me for being a chat addict..well i cant help it... bring the typical forever loquacious teen, i cant stop talking..if its not the hp (my usual friday nite talks),hahahaha... then it is the internet.. ive grown addicted to it..ya ya.. from chocoholic to caffeinholic not its ircholic. .lol..cant help myself..i get 'attached' very fast.. :P hehe... even though mummy emails me everyday, i still miss that 5 times a day phone call... nothing beats being luved.. haha.. like i dunno.. the thought of not being hugged n kissed for three months, that SUCKS big time ya.. n what with diwali just around the corner, the thought of being all alone for diwali for the first time in my life trulyyy hurts.. well at least i have new clothes n goodies from malaysia.. NEW YEAR resolution - to kick off my lazy attitude n be a lil more hardworking...

haha.. enough of oversleeping n missing classes... n piling up hw... this is soo not happening... the underlying fact = Im the MOST IRRESPONSIBLE gal on earth..

without my family keeping me at toes, from a lazy gal im emulated to be a lazy cow..wakakaka... now its time for me to gety back to my date.. Mr.Bed doesnt like to be kept wating.. :P.. adiozzz.....

*DatinG In DreAmLaNd*

Lies + Friendship = NEVER

Dedicated to LordRapturez

CrazyLord :- Where is your cam?

Me :- Why should I show you? I never asked for your cam.

CrazyLord :- Simply.

Me :- Your friends all beside you rite. You guys got no other work ah? Simply wanna see others and comment?

CrazyLord :- NO la.. I am alone here. My friends are in another cc.

However, the truth is CrazyLord together with his friends “The So-Called Heroes” – Flame, Illusions and DeadGrave were all sitting together.

So imagine, what if I had actually believed and succumbed to CrazyLord ( the one who claimed to be my friend) and showed him the cam? I would have been their JOKE of the DAY…

Is this what you call friends?

People who actually make make fun of others?

So why LIE?

What is so difficult to be a TRUTHFUL in friendship?

Why make use of friendship for personal gain?

Has friendship become that cheap?

Or are people like CrazyLord SCUMS???

Friendship to me is a bond of camaraderie which you share with someone and as far as I am concern, there are no lies in this special bond.

So, the query here is – is CrazyLord a friend or foe?

My Verdict – CrazyLord doesn’t deserve my friendship. So long for people like him who misuse friendships.

*May all Liars Rot In HeLL*