A Splendid Slumber Party.

Sunday, 3.16 a.m

Tension of gulping down too much sweets is building up in my head. It seems like it is going to explode at any minutes from now. I should have rushed to bed but I refused to do so and masked the sleepiness by flipping through pictures saved in my little blacky camera.

 Tonight is not just like any other ordinary Saturdays. Confronting loneliness and dull ambience is never a pleasant feeling to endure. So I came up with this idea of inviting a few friends over my place and we dined together. Needless to say, the night did not end at the plates and desserts. We then continued to some nasty karaoke session. With just one click on You Tube, we travelled back to the 90s. Some of the songs (almost all actually, hehe) stabbed our throats real hard as we tried to catch up with all the chords and the pitch. I burnt my calories by jumping around the cold wooden-colour floor as crazy as a loon. Ah..blast!  Next stop is Pictionary! A board game which gives me an adrenaline rush, ever. Played 2 rounds, lost the battle for the whole twin runs. Bummer! 

Head spinning like riding a roller coaster. 

Subhanallah. I fall in love every time I take a glimpse at these carnations.

They left me just a small of portion of my chicken pot pie. :)

Chocolate fondant cake topped with vanilla ice cream. Best served while it's still warm.

Red Velvet Whoopie Pie! ( additional picture). Baked this last week but forgot to upload the picture. Pardon the narcissism.  

Toodles! xx

Soul-made Remedy.

The world sounds a little noisy. I hear birds chirping, clock ticking, chill wind blowing.

'Ahh..too cold outside,' I mumbled. Tea is still hot. The Corrs is still singing, looping around the iTunes playlist.

I have an issue. Like in a chronic state, it continues. It is not that I haven't tried to look for any antidotes to cure or at least to rejuvenate the pain. I did. It worked only on the superficial while the root of all this sickness is dominating the deeper layer. 'Poor prognosis,' I thought. Too bad, it has made itself familiar to me. It has been staying in the inside of me for so many seasons without giving me absolute reasons. Not even one. Pretty close to play as an uninvited guest. 

Before I went off to bed last night, I clearly saw what had happened earlier that morning. I lied on my left and slowly touched the wall. 2 pint-size corroded handicrafts remain on the white wall. Tears welled up but I managed to stop those salty water before they got discharged.  I initially flamed the blame on the world. 'Why can't this whole gigantic universe bear with my flaws?'.  In a fraction of time, I hauled myself, the entire me, onto an imaginary racing horse, travelled the past. 

Checkpoint 1 : Mistake

Checkpoint 2 : Mistake 

Checkpoint 3 : Mistake

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Tired of counting down the errors down the memory lane, I jumped off the horse and it vanished in a split second. Again, I found myself still lying on the same bed. 'This is all about limits. I have my own range of limit and so does everybody. I dislike when people crossing my frontier and so does everybody.'  

I have crossed yours too, for the umpteenth times. I was too desperate to be the only one, never to be compared and belittled. I challenged myself along the journey. To blend in with all the good things is obviously not an easy action and sometimes I have to cross the boundary to drag the good qualities into a visible spot. Bad attitudes are intensifying and I must dial it back. 

Wordless Wednesday #1

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*it's so unusual to have a wordless tongue.