Brusheff

Well, well, well. Guess who finally got a taste of home bitter-sweet home? Why, me of course!

Having said that, i appologize for leaving you beautiful people out there high and dry with my lack of update. Blame it on the minute raya buzz in me and the inevitable classic hormone - laziness. Most would assume that i'd be wrapped up with my present life when in actual fact, there's not much going on. Well maybe not around me, but definitely in the head.

Perhaps the only highlight, apart from meeting the family and frenz, would have to be my intimate moments with the closed ones, especially Mr.AR. OK this is gonna lead to a temporary gushing moment so bear with me.

I'd have to say that I am beyond ecstatic now that we've picked up where we left off and definitely patched things up with the deep and meaningful conversations we spewed over our meetings. Geez it's a wonderful feeling isn't it? It's one of those times when you can't help but grin from ear to ear upon bidding farewell as the both of yous finally but reluctantly decide to call it a night. Particularly since it's a long time buddy. And a damn good one at that. Even describing how i felt throughout that instant and after still managed to have a goofy smile plastered onto my face.

Also, i was taken aback when we both discovered that we were in the same state of mind AND same experience. Well, fairly similar anyway. But nevertheless, it's like we're guiding each other throughout the same journey, the same path, the same everything. It wasn't until then that i was assured that we were both reflections of each other or that we were both brought into this world together as one person but somehow along the way our souls slipped and fell into the dicing machine and thus, splitting our hormones with him inheriting my masculinity ones and i left with his femininity. Not that i am ungrateful and not that it's religiously possible but... A little tweak of imagination here and there just brings more life to the story innit? Heehaw ~

Oh and also, mine got stuck in the gears of the machine for a year [because Mr.AR is a year older see] so the lucky beeyatch got a taste of life a year before me. Pfft. Lucky brat.

Funny what time can do to a person - it runs away from you when you needed it most but lingers around for long when you want it to pass by quickly. And it doesn't stop sinning there. It does stuff to your head. Well, my head anyway. Thoughts race at 300kmph and often, consisting of unnecessary and irrelevant ones. What's more, those with too much on their hands are the ones most productive, in a sadistic way. If, y'know what i mean.

Right time for a little retreat now. Those interested in the touchy feely side of me should watch out for my 'Discovery Channel' post following this, fairly soon ;]

Meanwhile have a jolly good on