Chronicles of life

Manafactured in 1972 by Keller but wasnt popular coz of it appearance - a bit on the scary side..till 1997, Gina Garan, a tv producer, took photos of Blythe and popularized it. That’s why she was crowned the title "mother of blythe".

Blythe dolls have large eyes that change from green to pink to blue to orange with the pull of the drawstring at the back of the head. It’s only available for sale in Chinoz SG Wang and BB Plaza, pricing from RM 350. My bf said he would rather buy me a watch than buying a scary doll for that price. Scary? i think it’s adorable and perhaps…alive…

Song # 1 I know what you want (Busta Rhyme & Mariah Carey)

Yeah Shorty I know what you need I got everything you need I promise I ain’t gonna hold out either I’ma give it all to you baby It’s on, bust it Baby if you give it to me I’ll give it to you I know what you want You know I got it Baby if you give it to me I’ll give it to you I know what you want You know I got it We been together for a few years Shared a few tears Called each other nicknames Like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear I’m always on the road I’m hardly ever home Always busy this busy that Can’t talk on the phone I know you aggravated Walk around frustrated Ya patience gettin’ short How long can you tolerate it Listen ma I’m just motivated I do this for us Step on the grind tryin’ to elevate it now Hey yo to really be honest You stuck with me through my whole struggle Can’t express the words How much the kid loves ya I’ma stand as a man never above ya I can tell that you different from most Slightly approach you And that ill sh** about it We gon’ sex every day But when we sex we tease In a passionate way I love the way you touch it Those little elaborate ways Got the guard feelin’ released To relax for the day It’s on you ma Shh, mami listen I feel ya love for me baby And how it move through you I been longin’ for the moment To talk the truth to you Listen, I’m never home I always get up and go Puttin’ you through the unnecessary rigga-ma-ro I never meant to put a thousand pounds Of stress on ya head I love the way we sleep And always cuddle in bed Baby, I stay embracin’ ya patience Sheddin’ ya tears with me I ask you my mami Please continue to bear with me We started out broke Constantly on a roll Cuttin’ up in the streets like we would never get old Went from Lucy’s and buses to fifty cent sodas And Novas to Hondas to Lexus to Rovers Mad years passed Still got each other back Word is bond never screw none of these industry cats We like Scull and Mulder Walkin’ shoulder to shoulder Milkin’ this game watchin’ our seeds gettin’ older Yes you know I’ll die for you And ya know I’ll ride with you I will always try with you And give ya my love and cry with you I will climb a mountain high Until I was up to touch the sky So baby come and get more close to me This is where your love is supposed to be

(This song was dedicated to me by my baby when we first met - only for a month. Initially i disliked him and i deemed him a pervert as the song sounds rather *ehem. As i listen to the song again and again over the radio, i gradually develop passion for the music. Two months later, we started dating and i would play the song continuosly and since my "then" colleague cum God bro Zack also likes the song, it wasnt a big problem playing the song repeatedly for hours everyday! The words in bold are words he would say to me or things we have done together. i love the song very much, as the song reminds me of the "courting" and "flirting"…it has also initiated our relationship as the song was a means he used to express his feelings)

Song # 2 Somewhere out there

(This was played to me by my baby in the car on our first date - lunch break. This song has many different version but i only like the kids’ version, theme for an american tale, which was sang by mice, of course. In one of our conversation prior the date, i mentioned to him about the song and i was really touched that he took the effort to find the song for me.)

Song # 3 If you’re not the one - Daniel Bedingfield

(This is also another meaningful song, rather bitter sweet. Bitter coz i was hurt by his white lie abt his past and sweet coz the song says it all. All i know was the day after the "goodbye", he dropped a parcel containing a cd and a letter at my room. The letter explains about his reason and situation…the cd, the song. Every single line in the lyric was what he feels that time…the line that made me cry and forgive him - "coz i love you whether it’s wrong or right." He felt he wasn’t good enough for me, he got so much pain and hurt outa his previous relationship, she really hurt him - made him pay for her car loan, faked her love, and ditched him in time. Worse, till today, she would defame him to whoever she come across with. She claims that he is unable to get over her, is she refering to herself? As far as i know, my bf would rather die than even mention her name. He said nothing about the past, but he can’t hide from me. They are people who knew and these people are his friends, his family and my friends, especially Zack. Only God knows what hurt she has done to my poor baby. Coz of her, he was afraid to risk his love and heart, lest he will be hurt again. Despite the doubts, he was willing to take the risk and start a new chapter. And of course, "I dream of you as my wife." How often do you get a guy who come and tell you that he wants u as his wife? See, it’s not that hard to melt a gal’s heart, right?)

He beats his wife…..

He drinks…..

He works in a factory…..

He cuts the grass…..

Most people, after reading the above phrases + looking at the picture, would conclude that Indian men are generally abusive, alcoholic, and inferior. Sadly, this is the scenario happening in our society today - stereotyping. most people would put a fullstop at each phrase, as fullstop denotes conclusion. Or, they are simply too quick to jump into conclusion, dint even bother to find out what proceed the phrases. Jumping into conclusion, prejudging, and labeling are disciples of stereotyping.

Note that the phrases are incomplete:

He beats his wife, but only in chess.

He drinks, but only coffee.

He works in a factory, but only as a manager.

He cuts the grass, but only in weekend.

What preceed the second phrase represents the mentality of some Malaysian who stereotype, what proceed the first phrase is the truth about the false stereotypes which most people tend to overlook. Their views and perceptions are too narrow as they failed to see beyond the picture, just like how these people would just perceive the phrases as they are - without complements.

On the flip side, no complement (not compliment) is good.

Study these phrases:

Rural areas

Rural schools

Should there be complements for these phrases? Or should it just end there?

How about now:

Rural areas like Sabah and Sarawak.

Rural schools in Sabah and Sarawak.

My fellow Sabahan and Sarawakian, if you feel me, u would too, put a big fullstop there.

When someone talks about rural areas and rural schools, why must they complement the topic by giving Sabah and Sarawak as example? As it is rural areas and rural schools only exist in Sabah and Sarawak? what about peninsular? dont tell me there are no rural schools there. I would like to share with you some of the rather provocative or should i say abysmally ignorant question asked by the people over here:

1) U guys still live on trees?

2) U go to school in "sampan"?

3) Arent u scared to go out alone at night, as ther head hunters lurking for victims?

and of course, the million dollar question,

4) Are u chinese? Are there chinese in Sabah and Sarawak?

I really dunno if i should flare or i should just ridicule their ignorance….sigh…

HABIT never goes,

Because if you remove H,

abit remains,

if you remove A,

bit remains,

if you remove B,

it still remains.

The Unquiet Grave

The wind doth blow today, my love,

and a few small drops of rain,

i never had but one true love,

in cold grave she was lain.

i’ll do as much for my true love

as any young man may;

i’ll sit and mourn all at her grave,

for a twelthmonth a day

The twelthmonth a day being up,

the dead began to speak:

"oh who sits weeping on my grave

and will not let me sleep?"

Tis i, my love, sits on your grave,

and will not let you sleep

for i long one kiss of your

clay cold lips

and that is all i seek.

You crave one kiss of my clay cold lips

but my breath smells earthly strong;

if you have one kiss of my clay cold lips

your time will not be long

Tis down in yonder garden green

love, where we used to walk

tis finest flower that ere has seen

is withered to a stalk

the stalk is withered dry, my love

so will our hearts decay

so make yourself content, my love

till God calls you away

One of my favourite poems…ponder this:

….must love end in tragedy? if to love is to part eventually, then why are people so frantically searching for love? i have found my one true love and i want time to stay for us. i am aware that we will eventually part no matter how strong our love is. If my love franklin has 100 years of life, i beg God to grant me 100-minus-a-day life as i cant bear to live one day without him.

this life, perish, reincarnate….as his lover…

Studying away from my hometown where my bf is has earned me the experience of a long distance relationship - with only love to bridge the distance. in those days, we would phone each other frequently, even post cards and letters to each other. (people may ask, why the convention when there’s such thing call email? Simply, i wanna keep those letters and cards for my kids. Like in the movies, treasure chest up in the attic.)

and, we were always anticipating a reunion as we terribly miss each other. u may wonder, why i mentioned "in those days"…coz, my bf has relocated to work in Kl. damn, he’s no longer across the sea, he’s just across the street! ironically, the probability of us meeting is…30 percent!i am busy, and he is busy too…

we were so far yet so near, so does that mean that wer so near yet so far now? Definitely no…coz wer scheduled to tie the knot in feb 2008.."tie the knot" sounds like a big word for me who loves freedom. so i guess i must, i ought to make use of my "free time" now before im ‘tied’, duh! sounds so not committed. but then again, you wouldnt say ‘i do’ to a person unless you really love the person, right? (laugh)

Recently, i compared the profiles of a dating couple and it really gave me the ad nauseum…it’s obvious that the gal tends to morph her bf’s profile - having the exact detail of this and that. i wondered and then i wondered again….is she genuinely liking what interest her bf of she’s just tryna be a "yes - me - too" pretender? just bcoz her bf likes this "so and so" movie, she adopts the movie as one of her favourite. just bcoz her bf is a tour guide, for example, she is suddenly into traveling! how pathetic! i mean , what’s she tryna prove?To prove that ther the most loving couple with the most chemistry in this world? c’mon honey, being together doesnt mean u hafta do evt together, especially when ur pretending and accomodating yourself to like all his interests. is she turning into her bf and living his life? doesn’t she has a life? GO get a life my pathetic girl!

im not agaisnt the idea of lovers sharing interests, i was fine with it initially till i saw this gal’s profile. i guess that literally means that i’m against not the idea but the individual. yes, i am. the act of her "plagiarizing" my line from my profile flares me! worse, she had the audacity to do so with no shame - ignoring the fact that others, her bf especially, have viewed my profile prior to her "newly updated" profile. She morph-ed her bf and even me,therefore, it’s apt for me to conclude that she’s indeed a morph.

p/s: provocative but the joke is, she isn’t from my list, her bf was but is now removed.

If u have been dating for quite a long time, u tend to dread the "i-love-u" phrase till the extend of refraining your bf from uttering it. Saying i love you isnt the problem, knowing how to is! i would say it’s one of my weirdest philosophy but i’m sure my buddy jia er agrees with me…

My Frank honey claims himself a quiet and boring person, albeit the fact that he’s a Romeo indeed. i use to tease him - call him a log for being such a bore. i thought he’s not romantic. He proved me wrong!..and for the first time, i was happy and touched to be wrong. initially, he would say " i love you" in different languages. once, instead of the three "worn out" words, he said "aku sayau ka nuan", and that was more than enough to melt my heart. that wasnt all, he even immortalize his love for me in the verses of poems (like in sonnets) and construct acrostics out of my name…On our 2nd Annv, he gave me a bouquet and a jar of hearts. yes, 365 hearts written with words of love. His intention was clear, to tell me how much he loves me 24/7, 365 days a year. He insisted those hearts to be a daily love note - only one heart to be picked and read each day. a rebel in nature, i picked and read two, three, four….and all the 365 hearts in one day!

That’s why i love my gummy bear so much…coz evtime he says i love you, i fall in love with him all over again…