Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

Christmas is like.... five days away. Oh my goodness me.... Huh... The Christmas tree in my house just got set up. Seriously, you wouldn't know the people living in my house celebrated Christmas as our house looks bare!! This Christmas itself I hear of two deaths. Death... so close, during this time of the year. It feels so wrong... Christmas should be about joy, happiness and others...not death. Yet the Grim Reaper chooses not his time. I ran out of time to do something for Christmas. Sigh. Cause it's always about me, me, me. What I want for Christmas and stuff. Then I got slapped in the face (ok, not really but a wake up call). I have so much going for me, why was I complaining? Instead of wanting something for Christmas, why don't I do something for Christmas for other people? Well, I tried. I joined the carolling practice sessions. Haha. Didn't make it on the day itself. Too bad we no longer sing in the shopping malls. There are other things that I am doing and

People... never never drink and drive. It is dangerous yo! My tolerance for alcohol has either decreased, or that glass of Sangria was made of wine that contained a more than your usual percentage of alcohol. My head was throbbing, my vein was more visible and my heart was beating faster..! Anyway, woke up with rashes on my body. Sad. Looks like I can't do social drinking much. Huh. It was only one small glass....... Even less than a can of beer or a box drink. Yet, I still had breakouts. Grr... Oh by the way, the Sangria here in Malaysia.... is pffftt... Lin2 and KT's gf LL also agreed. Once you've tasted the wine in Europe, even the cheapest, the wine in Malaysia can no longer be compared. Huh. But I had an enjoyable time meeting up with my Uni mates: (KT, Jenny, Ash, Tee, Lin2 and Meow!!!) I haven't seen Meow for a year... and we used to be super close. Lol. We're like Kath and Meow. Hahaha. Hilarious! Still as pretty as always and so are her 'bullying&#

   Don't be fooled by me. Don't be fooled by the mask I wear. For I wear a mask, I wear a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off, and none of them is me. Pretending is an art that is second nature with me, but don't be fooled.    ...I give the impression that I'm secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well without; that confidence is my name and coolness is my game;... But don't believe it; please don't.    .. .I tell you everything that's really nothing, nothing of what's crying within me... Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying...    I'd really like to be genuine, spontaneous, and me; but you have to help me... Each time you are kind and gentle and encouraging... or when you try to understand because you really care... with your sensitivity and sympathy and your power of understanding... You breathe life into me.    Who am I, you may wonder. For I am every man, every woman, every child...