The good ones are all taken

The good ones are all taken
Analogy taken from Mr. Jeff



This blog entry is inspired from the fact that somebody's latest crush is also attached.
Life's a bitch.

I expand it further thus.

All the good ones are taken, what's left are up for clearance sale.
I am left AGHAST.
This means Mother of Natalie, is completely unwanted goods.
KL reckons she's second-hand goods then
Well then, I, reckon Mother of Natalie has been sitting in the farthest end on the warehouse shelf, unseen.
Except when anybody (if at all) finds it, it's bloody expired.
Oh right, there was a weird period of time.
I suppose someone did accidentally knock this porcelain doll off the shelf, played and tossed around her hands and decidedly stuffed it back to the remotest corner of the same figurative shelf.

Darling, if you're reading this...what do you think of it?

Read: the Help & Anna Karenina

 

Just bought these two books..can't wait to start

"Only unfulfilled love can be romantic."


-Vicky Cristina Barcelona (Movie)



Picked this up from one of the intern's facebook page. 


And I happened to like this movie.

I'm worried about you

I know I can be such a cliche, I know, right?
For somebody who totally acted like a jerk to me, I'm still freaking concerned and worried.
It's not the same feelings as before, of course, this time, it's like all my motherly instincts are activated by this person's grief.
And when this person is refusing to open up and talk, I get so worried I can't sleep well myself.
Where did all these motherly instincts come from? Seriously.
Reb even called me the super nanny.
I mean, if I know somebody needs help, and I can help, (and seriously even if I can't), I can't really just leave that person in the lurch.


I might seem a little pushy trying to get you to respond to me, but it's only because you're important and mean a lot ok? Let me and our other friends help you through your difficult time leh..
GAH

Frustrations.

"Make me a Billionaire" Project Phase 1

Right now, "Billionaire" by Bruno Mars is looping in my head
Yes.
Trying to climb the production ladder to become a producer is not going to make me bucket-loads of gold
Therefore I am officially embarking on a "Make me a Billionaire" Project to bring in the moolah
Bak-zangs?
Nah..

The KookyB sub-project coming soon to a website near you...