A free quarter-hour. Looking for a photograph. Browsing.
A chance encounter. Oh. Breath stuck in throat. Hand moves mouse in hypnotic state to click.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH……………………………….
Almost as in a frenzy, the photographs go racing one after the other. Click-Click-Click. You can peek over the cliff-face of your life to look down into your past but once you fall….gravity [...]

While on a nostalgia trip about this bunch, here’s another nugget.
It was the happiest of times and the whackiest of times. My birthday at an age when there were still ‘landmark year’ birthdays. The rowdy bunch, quite uncharacteristically nice, decided to throw me a party and do everything themselves. So here I was at 11 [...]

Heeheehee….got this picture off The Lady’s post.

It reminded me of the time my friend got married. The pre-wedding days were a time of much mirth for the cronies of the bride and groom. But of course. We were such a bunch of wits.
For the wedding night, we decided ‘as good friends’, we’d make things as [...]

Rambler asks what we think of this crazy little thing called love…though he calls it attraction. Ah…a rose by any other name would have the same thorns..
Attraction, a thought which keeps baffling me day in and day out. what it about attraction which makes it hard to define?, why is it that we get attracted [...]

There will always be someone who recognizes you
even if they don’t really know you.
And then there are those who know you but don’t recognize you anymore.
I’ve met so friends in crowds of strangers
that it never occured to me that
a friend I didn’t recognize, could turn stranger.
Mea culpa. Tu quoque.

These things never go away.
If there has ever been history, it will show even if you are in the same room.
Yes, very dramatic. And perhaps romantic. Heartening, even to some.
But reality seems to indicate otherwise. Attraction, like everything else, is impermanent. Or perhaps I’m only thinking of fancy and not real lust.
And yet, the novelty [...]

Meeing man who has been sternly warned not to exhibit any of the annoying behaviour that have so long been his joy and pride. We won’t go into the details of what entails ‘annoying’ here, it’s fairly wearing out. But said man has sheer genius talent in this and brings forth new annoying habits.
Blue squarish [...]

Yesterday I was called rude. And all I was doing was describing a revolutionary new idea I had. Hmph, no one ever accepts brilliant new ideas when they are first born. But whatever am I IdeaSmith for, if not to express new ideas, despite all opposition?
Transcripts from the conversation that resulted in my new name…..
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So [...]

I have a weakness for men in spectacles.
Maybe I associate that with intelligence. Maybe its my own Electra Syndrome playing out. But every single man I’ve ever dated has worn spectacles.
Does that mean I only attract men with poor sight? Sheesh…wonders that does to my ego, but I’ll shrug that off, I only said I’m [...]

Heard:
Nothing, not even breathing.
Felt:
A very gentle touch.
Thought:
Just because he’s gentle with my body, doesn’t mean he’ll be gentle with my heart.
Did:
Pushed the thought out and rolled over for more.

I might have missed this news if Best Friend hadn’t told me about it. I was horrified. I knew her when she was still a starry-eyed teenager. She was one of those tall, slender girls who carry themselves straight-backed and everyone else thinks they’re being snooty. But she wasn’t. She was easy to like and [...]

I saw this ‘Make your own teddy bear workshop’ and my first thought was “I wish I had someone to bring here…a little someone” and not “I wish they had those when I was a kid”.
See here’s where you go in (irresistible kid-magnet, isn’t it?).

Then you get to pick the skin of the toy you’ll [...]

So I finally finished ‘The secret dreamworld of a shop-a-holic‘. Oh, don’t run away! My taste in books hasn’t turned as sour as my taste in men (highly questionable according to one reliable source). Let’s start with how I come to be in possession of this disastrous book.
Earlier this month, I spotted it while browsing [...]

A new series, I call this ‘Heard-Felt-Thought-Did’. I may not use all four of them in the same post and the order may vary but I think it would generally occur in the HFTD order. This is my latest attempt at succinct expression.
Heard:
You’ll find another man who makes you very happy!
Felt:
After sometime, one doesn’t want [...]

So everyone knows that I’m on a week-long vacation (having sucessfully shouted it out from the rooftops, my blog and down the phone receiver to my less-lucky-and-long-suffering friends). But true to my OCD tendencies I fall back to old habits. Let’s see…
Saturday: I jumped up and down and also moped about having a UK visa [...]

My best friend got married last week.
That deserves a post. But I can’t think of anything meaningful to say.
I’ll miss her. She’s not leaving me. But people change after marriage. She won’t. Even if she does, I’ll still love her. Does she know that? She knows everything.
Is she doing the right thing? I so much [...]

Saxy darrrleeeng has tagged me first thing Monday morning to spill my deep, dark secrets. Now this follows a discussion with a certain ‘friend’ who thinks I’m too open and should learn to mask my emotions. My reply was that people who read my blog knew me anyway so what was the point?
Anyway, perhaps you [...]

I spent a good three hours last Sunday on a wedding gift. Why, oh, why do people get married? It is such a task getting them wedding gifts. I mean, it is difficult enough trying to buy one person a gift. Now double that number, make it two sets of dislikes, idiosyncrasies, wishes et al. [...]

I kept a diary for 4 years till I transitioned into blogging all my thoughts.
I have still kept those diaries though and once in a while I look through to see what life was like then.
Some exerpts from my last diary that I called ‘A walk back into reality’:
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5 September 2004
1. I think my boss [...]

I have suffered. But nothing compared to this storyThe next time you hear about a victim of abuse and think of her (or him) as weak, think again. There are things you can understand only when you have experienced them.
I used to think a person who was being victimised deserved it for letting themselves be [...]