By day, she's a cute, 'lil fluffy doggie sitting in the windowpane that everyone loves to hug & fuss over, and always eager to please.
However when her fur gets ruffled all too often, she transforms into a wild kitty who bites when her tail gets stepped on repetitively...
and goes out for night escapades once in a blue moon.
Blogs occasionally for the bite,
so that she can heal her pain.
I love nature, lavender & pretty blooms..
I love sweet shades of pink & purple,
with a passion for warm brown & red..
I love enjoying my comforting cup of hot cocoa / tea sans sugar / milk tea or coffee / durin' tête-à-tête sessions. =)
So do I love good food, sinfully decadent desserts, chi chi high teas, sippin' wine & cocktails in the evening breeze amid soothing, soulful jazz and sexy, funky disco house music... with good company, of coz...
Admittedly a creature of habit & comfort...
Simple things such as laughin' over a good movie to escape from mundane reality, sweatin' off the negative vibes unglamourously, pickin' up an engagin' read on a lazy day, with my dog restin' at my feet, havin' a warm cup of cocoa on a rainy day indoors, indulgin' excessively in creamy choc pralines & truffles, spendin' time outdoors with nature... lush greenery & aquamarine sea, taking snapshots of things and people for memories, meetin' happy & fluffy doggies...
make me happy too... some good ol' music / retail therapy for the soul helps too... =p
Sittin' atop the hill... watchin' the world pass by... the flutterin' leaves & flowers in the breeze... onward on the journey i continue... smellin' the freshness of the air... awaitin' the next scenery at the next hilltop in anticipation... which will take my breath away... & invigorate my senses...
Contrary to popular belief, I am not the owner of all the free time & luxury in the world. There's such a thing called opportunity cost & choices have to be made. Choices that seem easier to make than to live with in reality. Lookin' at just the surface is just being simply superficial.
In today's world, where boundaries between reality and illusions are blurred, genuine sincerity is hard to find.
There's a thin line between sanity and insanity.
Believes that the world not only exists in black and white, but also in different shades of greys....
Why don't you stop And look me over Am i the same girl you used to know?
Why don't you stop And think it over Am i the same girl who knew your soul?
I'm the one you want And i'm the one you need I'm the one you love I'm the one you used to meet
Around the corner Everyday We would meet And slip away But we were much too young To love each other this way
Am i the same girl? (yes i am, yes i am) Am i the same girl? (yes i am, yes i am)
Why don't you stop And look me over Am i the same girl you used to know? Why don't you stop And think it over Am i the same girl who knew your soul?
I'm the one you hurt And i'm the one you need I'm the one who cried I'm the one you used to meet But you are pretending you don't care But the fire is still there Now we are no longer too young To love each other this way
Am i the same girl? (yes i am, yes i am) Am i the same girl? (yes i am, yes i am)
Am i the same girl? (yes i am, yes i am) Am i the same girl? (yes i am, yes i am)
Have you ever felt the need for something more With every week comes scratching at your door Have you ever stopped and wonder what it is you're searching for Push your luck too far with me But if you push it any further You won't have any
Am i the same girl? Am i the same girl? (yes i am, yes i am)