Crush Day #2

Crush Day #2

Still crushing.. Still spending lots of time gazing into space imagining what we'd do.. and what I'd do (to him) if we were together. I keep telling myself not to waste my precious time with this nonsense since I don't know the first thing about him. He could have a girlfriend, a boyfriend, he could be MARRIED for all I know.

Anyway, its late. Enough is enough. Big half of the day was already spent thinking dirty thoughts on him and I'm not about to spend the remains of today doing the same. Time to log off the internet and put on a movie to get my mind on something else.

Lights off. One thick, hot milo coming up. And its curling up in bed time while I watch Know1ng on my laptop. It's me time...

Attracted To Boss

Crushes are a total pain in the ass. Completely unnecessary and leads to nowhere except stupid, psychotic round-a-bout thoughts that keep me from being unproductive the whole, damned day.

Anyway, I have a crush on someone. I'm totally attracted to him. Trouble is, he happens to be my boss. Fuck!

Of course, if he did hit on me, I'd pounce on him in an instant. But he's kept it really business-y so I'm trying not to get my hopes high. Shit, but he's got my head in quite a spin... sigh... haven't felt anything for a guy for a long time. It's nice, but it hurts as well. FUCK!

Gorgeous Deluxe Blogger Templates

Gorgeous Deluxe Templates

Decided to give my blog a brand, new face today. Now and then, I do surf around a bit for a nice new template for my dear "friend", but I'll always end up picking on something or getting bored of the new design and quickly revert back to ol', faithful Minima.

Then I came across Deluxe Template last week and totally fell head over heels for their designs. The have the most gorgeous, prettiest designs I've seen and I've seen a lot of templates, I'll tell ya!

If minimalist, clean designs are more your thing, well, they've got it too! So if you're looking for a new blogger template, head on over to their website. Best blogger template website I've seen so far.

This template is called Solitude

Went through their large variety of templates and finally settled on this one called 'Solitude'. At first, I was a little unsure since I didn't want to get a theme that was so depressing (my blog title is depressing enough).

But in the end, I thought the combination of colours and a singing bird went really well with the 'Oriental' part of my blog title and went ahead with it.

Generally, I like some fanciful colours, but nothing too over-powering that would make my head spin if I stared too long at it. Which is why I chose one with a fancy header but neutral-tones for the body. Makes for easy reading, in my opinion.

Well, only time will tell if I can keep this face on for the long term. I'd hate to revert back to the old look. For one, its totally boring. And two, having to set all my widgets and links all over again is such a pain in the ar$e.

Here are some other templates that really caught my eye:

Paper Wall

Those little notes pinned at the side are so pretty! And I like that the colour scheme of the body is white. Makes for easy reading.





Dusky

Totally liked the colour palette the designer used for this one. Was one of my final few choices before I decided on my current template.





Color-o-ring

Ni-i-i-ce. Almost went with this one, although there's nothing repressive about it.. But there were some mis-alignments when I uploaded it and I didn't want to go through the hassle of trouble-shooting. Me no patience for html stuff.



Pad Mess

That header right there is the perfect illustration of my real-life work desk. Except that a laptop replaces the notebook. Great design, but felt the whole thing was a little 'too much' and decided on something cleaner.



Puppet

Pretty. But blue is just not my thing.







People, I cannot rave enough about this website. Go see for yourselves.

Get Out Of Jail Free Card

Every once in a while I find myself stupidly cornered in one of those scenarios where I want nothing better than to just disappear in a puff of smoke and appear elsewhere.

I'm not the biggest fan of social events.

Generally, I count myself as an introvert. I'm not a fan of crowds and only learned to handle social events through my years of experience, after many bad encounters. Hate being left standing in the middle of a crowd, that apparently is soooo having a good time, as I awkwardly try to search for a target for some mindless small talk, just to fit in.

To my credit, I did not expect tonight's event to be interactive. I went for the food. Thought I could tuck in to a dish of succulent roast lamb as the speaker droned on in the far end of the room.

Instead, an "intimate" (shocking!) dine as you "exchange ideas" was what was in store for me, and I couldn't choke down more than a few leaves of lettuce.

Even worse, I didn't know what the fuck the band of intellectuals were going on about, and so.. I made my escape.















Let's say you and me break out of this joint.

Okay, I don't normally allow myself to do this because I don't think it's healthy to run away from an intimidating circumstance or environment. I'm not in my teens anymore. I don't need to cower and run like I used to.

But every once in a while, I allow myself the Get Out Of Jail Free Card when things get just a little too hard and I'm really, really not having one of my best days.

And tonight, I just had to deck out my card. I could literally feel my wrinkles deepening as I tried my best to make sense of what they were saying. Worse, my first day of menstruation, which as far as I'm concerned, automatically qualifies me for the exit card.

For their own good, really. On the really bad months, like this one, I turn into a raving, froth-in-the-mouth, franken-bitch with a bad case of paranoia.

I don't know what I was thinking allowing myself to get dressed up and walking out of the door. Went through 4 outfits cursing my own reflection in the mirror for a half hour - I should have read the signs!

Anyway, escape couldn't have come at a better time. Mom called me to inform me that there was a black out back home and that I shouldn't be home too soon. Stay, and have fun!

Ha ha ha. She was left very confused on the other end with my uncalled for "Whaaat? When did this happen?" and then I made a hurried escape with a polite ta-ta to the host.


















Melt those bars with your sizzling gaze.

Shameful, I know, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't take anymore of those rambling intellects and I felt TRAPPED, like I was in another dimension where time froze.

Anyway, I've already gone through a night of self-loathing and that is that. I'm not torturing myself over my cop-out anymore. As I said I was only there for the food. And they served spaghetti. That was the last straw.