Hovering. That's the word to describe him. He's hovering into my life like a mouse to a url link!
If he's in a hovered state, I turn to a different color. If he's out, i'm back to my original. As to which colors are them, I'd have to figure out.
Hovering. That's the word to describe him. He's hovering into my life like a mouse to a url link!
If he's in a hovered state, I turn to a different color. If he's out, i'm back to my original. As to which colors are them, I'd have to figure out.
The art of eating chicken rice and sushi is very simple. It does not need any high class form of etiquette. No pre requisite whatsoever. These are the rules:
Sushi:
1. Do not attempt to cut a piece of sushi into two. It is supposed to be eaten one piece at a time. Bear in mind though that once you put a piece into your mouth, you cannot speak because your mouth will be so busy chewing it off. And enjoying it.
Chicken Rice:
2. Just like sushi, you will not enjoy a small bite. Fill your mouth with at least 3 spoonfuls of rice at a time and chew them off slowly.
That's my art of eating them. Violent reactions? Mail me at soymilktea(at)gmail(dot)com.
By the way, the guy who's not into me is really not into me. I am over it. But I just can't stop blabbing about it.
Arrrrrghhh...
I am in love. Not with someone, but with life itself. I am making lots of friends, planning so many things and I'm hopeful that the future is bright. That is precisely the reason why I haven't been blogging.
Of course, there are moments when you don't feel in love at all. Tonight is one of those moments. And I have realized that this disgusting pattern takes place once every month.
When I forget being in love...
1. I usually overeat.
2. I blog.
3. I feel bloated.
4. I hate the world.
5. I am bitter.
Tell me, how can I make the monster in me go away?
I am constipated and there are two things I do excessively: Eat and Daydream.
I love anything wacky, zany and cynical.
Contact: soymilktea[at]gmail[dot]com
