My One True Love.

When you were a kid, the only love you knew was that of your parents. in fact, i bet you didnt even know what it was. they hugged you, kissed you, smiled at you, laughed with you, fed you, gave you money etc...well, as far as you, a kid, were concerned, that was what parents were supposed to do, that's their job! d'uh!
But as we grow older, we start to realize that they did what they did out of love. unconditional love for their children. and we, loved them back because they are our parents. good ol' mum and dad, always there when you need something. but is it unconditional?

yep! i'm a daddy's girl..thru and thru!
love you, pa!

I have to admit, there were times when i hugged my dad and kissed him on the forehead so that he'd feel better when he handed me that rm5o note. or hugged my mum so tightly just so she would let me have a sleepover. but do our parents feed us, clothe us and give us life because they want something from us?? i don't think so. unless you have really demented parents.

a mother and father's love beats any other that is on this earth. they are the ones we owe everything to. not our lowlife boyfriend or bitchy girlfriend or smelly-ass cat. the old folks deserve the world from us and we ought to be giving it to them by now.

aww..i miss you mama..

I've always thought of what i would do if my parents were no longer around. its just a thought that haunts me from time to time. and guess what, i still dont know! what the hell am i gonna do when my mama n papa are not around anymore??? i wish that day never comes, i never want it to.period. hmm...but the universe has something different in store for all of us.

so friends, go call ur mum and dad and tell them you love 'em with all your heart and that you're gonna be the world's greatest son/daughter ever!!! (i see a t-shirt or a mug coming along). i love my mama n papa, more than anything on earth, and they love me. they don't have to say it out loud or remind me every valentine's day, but i know because their love speaks louder than any words could ever speak. hmm..sure beats the "love" you get from a random guy or girl, huh?

Hope for the Hopeless.

When did you start promising yourself that this was gonna be the last time! i'm never gonna do this again...and then you promised yourself the same thing the next time, and the time after that, and after that and pretty soon you just forgot your promise and made a whole other new promise to yourself. hmm...ur hooked! hahaha...you low life addict! you no good person with no self-control! none whatsoever!!

truth be told, we're all hooked on to something, whether we choose to acknowledge it or not, its happening. be it cigarettes, or dope or alcohol or a half-hearted lover (oops!heh.) yeap, love is the worst kind of drug.period.

you promise yourself that this is the last you're ever gonna let him/her use you, the last you're gonna let him/her call you names, insult you or treat you like a dog, and the last time you're ever gonna let him/her break your precious heart into a million pieces. well, it never really was the last time was it? it kept on going and going and going..because you had hope, and that hope kept you going thru all the mess, and it kept you from breaking down. that hope was your strength.and it still is. at least you think it is.

HOPE can be your friend or your foe. doesn't really go that well though, you're bound to get hurt sooner or later. well, there's always hope...haha hope again. yeap..hope's always there, in any kind of situation. ur drowning in the ocean, well there's always hope. ur dying of cancer, someone could find a cure in time to save you. you're waiting for him to show up at your doorstep but he doesn't. is there hope? hmm...torture, never-ending torture. but there's hope. your best friend and worst enemy in any kind of situation.

Life's a Soap Opera.

i hate to say something that is so cliche, but i have to i guess, under the circumstances...here goes, you never know what you have until you've lost it. it's soo effing true! okay, think about it, let's start small, u have a pen you keep in your bag, but you never use it, therefore you don't know you have it, but then one day, u suddenly need a pen! and guess what, you can't find the bloody pen!!! a'hahhh...what to do now?? same goes for people, friends, family, girlfriends, boyfriends,etc.. you never know who you have in your life, until you've lost them.

love and lost go hand in hand i guess, there cannot be one without the other. many of us question the existence of lost. why did my cat have to run away? why did my grandma have to die? or why did my best friend have to move away? maybe these things happen so that there can be new things in our lives. or, so that we get a wake up call from time to time, wake up calls that remind us that things DO change and nothing really remains the same forever. so, are we ready to learn our lesson yet?

it is human nature to take things for granted. no one can say he/she appreciates every single thing in their lives. human beings forget, they neglect and they forget to care. i guess we just have to sort out the things we can forget and the things that we have to care about. because everything/everyone does not hold the same level of passion in each individual. and now, a question pops up, what does/should one do in order to not be forgettable in someone else's life? funny thing huh, this universe, you can only do so much and yet, its all up to everyone else. not you. but everyone else. sucks huh?

Ink it, baby!

Tattoos are been something i've been dabbling in for quite some time now. but u know, the market being what it is in Malaysia..i'm still stuck with sharpies and markers.sigh. i need a needle now!! (hehe..need a needle.so funny!)

The Boys from Miami Ink-HAWT!!

before these past few years, people look at a person with a body full of tattoos with disgust. sume pun mcm tak suka...you would either call him/her a bad ass or sumthing even worse. but tattooing is just the same as singing or dancing or writing in some ways. people do all these things to express emotions, express feelings and vent their sorrows. tattoos speak in ways that normal things can't speak. you tattoo an image of your dead father or an image of a bird to symbolize freedom or leaving home when ur 18....these are just some of the things that a tattoo means to people who do it and soo much more.

now, there a re documentaries/reality shows that cater to the untold stories of the art of tattooing. like, miami ink and the recent spin-off, LA ink. these shows tell the stories behind the people, the art, the enthusiasm and the emotions that go into the process of creating the perfect tattoo for each individual.

Kat Von D and her LA Ink

I've started to get my tattoo portfolio together. who knows? maybe would do me some good in the future.

Tribal tattoos - my fav

i admire the fact that one single image, no matter how big or small, is permanently imprinted on someone's body, and it is not just there for kicks, its there because that person wants the world to know what it means. they want the world to know now much they miss their dead son/daughter/wife/mother/husband/father or where they have been in life or what they want to accomplish in the future. a tattoo is so much more than being a bad ass or trying to show off. it is an art, it is emotional and it is something that you carry for the rest of your life.

Tattoos are judged based on complexity. The more colours and shading the is, the more expensive it gets.- i love this backpiece!