Happy Halloween

some people dont need to dress up for Halloween Day.



Happy Halloween everyone!

Call me baby~

to all you lovers/haters, stalkers, bffs, friends, strangers....

i've got a SKYPE PHONE!

so please add fevernut on skype and i will be sure to call you!

死不了

in a land where the temperature, altitude and humidity are different compared to my village, the shuttle flies funny and half-boiled eggs are ping pong balls, i am well.

bollocks

i have to go through a retrial for the badminton team when i get back.

be my girlfriend, bitch/ confessions of a loverboy beng

lets start a relationship and vow to love each other until the end of the universe.

we'll hold hands and go for movies.

i'll change my FB status from single to married and its complicated.

i'll text you sexy messages and make sure you reply them fast!

or i'll phone you up to ask

how are you baby?

where are you?

what are you doing?

when i really only want to know

who are you with?

or to be specific

what guys from where?(if any)

i'll crack my head to think of the perfect gift for you

for your birthday, valentines day, christmas day...

until i finally go broke.

we'll talk all night on the phone/skype and we'll never run out of things to talk about

because i have a list here prepared. you wonder why...

keeping that beautiful smile on your perfectly symmetric face will be my sole mission for this lifetime.

i'll come to your house at 7sharp with my ride and you can hop in,

we'll meet and greet as if we're already married, answering questions on behalf of each other,

friends will say they think we're good for each other,

while your mom will hate my hairstyle.

we'll go to the mall in matching outfits as if to announce to the public.

you can do your shopping while i pretend to be interested

and i must admit it sucks that i have to prove my interest by actually buying the clothes/pants.

and imagine all these repeated for n times.

now im a bit tired of you,

nevertheless i still love you so so much i want to tell the world.

the thing is they already know.

all goes well and we get comfortable,

you even put on some weight.

but you still look awesome.

you start to complain i dont call/text you as much,

but honestly i have no time.

and you get dramatic,

suggesting that perhaps theres a chance

that i dont love you as much.

i explain to you that just because

i'd rather play futsal than to go shopping with you;

sometimes i hang out with my friends instead of you;

we dont spend as much time talking about you,

doesnt mean that i love you any less.

you want to believe me

but you know.

you finally realize that

the end of the universe is a really really long time.

because thats how i feel.

so what are you waiting for? say you love me love me love me....

shit

as if someone had punched him right into his ribs, he clutched his tummy with one hand and his mouth with the other. he lunged for the toilet bowl, preparing to hurl the foul content that is causing the pain in his stomach, only to choke on his on spit and triggered a seemingly never ending coughing fit. when he finally regained control of himself, he realized something. staring blankly into the clear water, he sees his reflection looking back at him from the toilet bowl. thats what i am to you.

does he like you like i love you

does he give you flowers? does he take you out on candlelight dinners? or maybe just a bigmac before a movie? or youre happy with the occasional casual road trip/outing.

does he call you all the time? or he rarely does and you like it that way? or he sends sweet texts every once in a while just enough to delight you.

does he go all out to please you, to make you laugh when youre down, making up jokes as the conversation goes. and have you ever wondered why he never ever runs out of things to talk about? theres always something that springs to his mind whenever you feel that the both of you have finally ran out of things to talk about.

does he take the time to plan surprises for you? taking care of every little detail to perfection just to have glimpse of your joyful reaction.

what does he like about you? your face? or your personality? or both?(hes obviously lying).

does he understand you? or he tries and tries and you love him for that? does he respect your time out with your girlfriends? does he put up with your silly tantrums?

does he trust you? does he believe in your words? or he calls and calls if youre with this guy friend? is he overprotective? or insecure? or can you be trusted?

does he lie? or its ok since its an open relationship, whatever that is. does he deliver his promises? does he walk his talk? does he mean every little word he says? do you trust him?

does he put himself before you? thinking of your every need even before his. does he surprise you with the things he remembers about you?

does he talk about forever? can you tell if hes sincere?

is it comfortable? or is it quiet? when its just the both of you. do you argue about stuff or is it always empty conversations because theres nothing much to be said?

does he look into your eyes when he says i love you? or is it through the phone or text or im? or hes just waiting for you to say it? wait, does he love you? do you know? how?

baby how about loving yourself first?

do you like my eyes?

and so i stumbled upon a blog. not just any blog i tell you. because it is supposedly a secret blog and most importantly it belongs to someone i know. dont ask me who i wont tell.

as to why it is kept a secret and not pushed right into your face like a certain pointles nostalgia i know, i think its probably because of the excessive nudity in each posts. yes photos of the author, barenaked. remember now, i know this person!

that would be downright scandalous, too bad im just kidding. truth be told every post in this blog is so inspiring, so beautifully written- so much so i suspect it must revolve around a girl! ha!

it was a secret before but now i wonder if enough of us know about it to scrap the secret status. i like it this way because initially it was ha! he doesnt know!, but now i can say ha! he doesnt know i know!

but honestly its wonderful, very beautiful.

since we're all being frank, speak up please

you dont deserve any more of my time and consideration.

now get lost.

it is the evening of the day

as tears go by- rolling stones cover