T.B.W.A. Let's GO!

The CORBIS Futsal tournie is here again! And like last year, all agency teams also have a cheersquad. The TBWA cheerleaders won 'Best Cheer' in 2007 *yay* (REGARDLESS of us being the ONLY cheerleading squad -_- Wateva. We were still awesome.)'08 sees me as not part of the cheerleading squad anymore, but as the choreograpaher/ coach/ cikgu. ;)






Heard that there'll be sum stiff competition this year (2 other agencies are also sending in their cheergirls). But gurrrrl. You better BRING IT!

I. Just. CAN'T!

There's a TON of things to clear in the office, a TON of personal stuff to settle, friends that need favors and miscellaneous shit along the lines. And i just. Can't. Fucking. Focus. -_- I CAN'T!

As I'm sitting down at my place in the office, in front of the laptop, willing myself to focus and get in the zone so i can write, i just find my head filled with too many random thoughts. They just keep popping up. And incubating themselves there.

It's like annoying little flies that i just CAN'T swot away. They keep hovering...and buzzing around...refusing to go away. And then i get fidgety. And restless. Even going out to the office staircase to smoke doesn't help. I just brood in a corner, my mind a jumble of mess.

Was smoking yesterday, and my CD came out. One look at me and this came out of his mouth, "You look like you're in pain." And i guess i am lah. -_-

It's like, i look fine (Still cun. Still fashionable. *Bwuek*), but when in fact, I'm REALLY not. Like, i saw Poomela on Sunday @ Delicious and was telling her all that's been goin on in my life and shit. And she had this worried look on her face. That made me stop. She said that although i keep on repeating to her that, "I'm fine", she thinks I'm the complete opposite. (Thanks for the vote of confidence by the way Pammmm -_- haha.) But it's great that she's not baby-ing me through all this crap. I lav you Poomelaaa. I told you that already rite? ;p

She's right. I need to take care of myself. No more distractions (you know who you are. And am pretty sure you read my blog). I'm self-destructing, i swear. It's like, I've been computed to turn into a choreographed mess every now and then. I am only able to operate smoothly/ happily/ mess-free for a certain period of time, and then i set myself for detonation.

In 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1.

Beautiful Mess~

Pierces the fucking heart.
I swear, Jason wrote this for me.

I can imagine sumone listening to this and the first image that pops in their mind is,well... Adriana. -_-

I've attached the lyrics so you can see what i mean. I'm not being perasan on the whole "Beautiful" bit, but i can DEFINITELY identify with the whole "mess" part.





Jason Mraz-Beautiful Mess

You’ve got the best of both worlds
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
Based on your body language, your shouted cursive I’ve been reading
You’re style is quite selective though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction
‘Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they’re quick and probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy, depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging

And it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is
It’s like, we are picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And the kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt
Cause here, here we are, Here we are
Here we are x7

We're still here

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

And through timeless words in priceless pictures
We’ll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn and hearts disfigure
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together
And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But it’s nice today, oh the wait was so worth it

Off tandem...

My eating patterns have been a lil off lately. Usually i skip breakfast altogether, just having coffee and ciggies in the morning and only PROPERLY eating at lunch. These few days I've been eating brunch and skipping lunch (looks like I'm doing that again today -_-). Then i get ravenous around 3 or 4 in the afternoon.

It's actually good, i think. Coz then i can do other stuff at lunch i.e, Sleeping, shopping, do my hair, or my nails yata yata yata. Fuck. Now i sound like a shallow bimbo.

I. am. ACTUALLY. happy. *GRINS*

It's been a good couple of days for me :). Mondays usually suck, but yesterday's was actually a good one. Went for drinks @ SOMO in Mon't Kiara after work with a friend, and got happy tipsy (Had Kinky Blue Fairy!!!). Din feel like heading back to Damansara Perdana directly after, so i called HIM up. We chilled @ La Bodega over at Pavillion, and over Sangrias, talked/ joked/ chilled/ laughed.

I'm still very happy from last night's 'residue' (Everything's a residue innit babe? ;p). I'm happy when I'm hangin out with you.

I'm not being cheezy. Not being mushy. Just stating facts.