the thing is..

i have seen a bumper sticker saying "how hard could it be to give us flowers & call us pretty"

it isnt...many have used this as their ammo to please not just their better halves,but also mum, friends and sisters...

the thing is...its not about whats given,its about whether its meant.

th one difference that i have noted with boys and girls is that girls give far too much thought on what to get for the boy,we talk to our friends weeks before,get the suggestions,weigh the pro's and con's of each on whether he will like it, whether its a fun or useful or memorabilia kind of gift..most of the time we'll try to make sure the gift has all the qualities required =p

the absolute mind boggling part is we actually get pleasure from doing all this...

on the other hand,all the dude does is...goes to a fancy shop and spots something with a (un)reasonable price tags,asks the girl at the cashier to pick out the wrapping paper and wrap it...

most of the time,we (girls) are absolutely overjoyed with the thought and the affection and not to mention the price tag the item carries...some of us may associate the price tag with the intensity of affection..

but on a couple of occasions i have noticed the detachment dudes have over them & that got me quite hurt and sad...

wonder if its just me...oh well...nevermind..

my shiny gold phone

an entire month without an entry...

i didnt not expect my entry to be an emo after the previous one..but here it is...=(

sighhhhhhhhhh....

no no no....i didnt have an entirely crappy january...it was great for the matter...

bali was friggin awesome...had the time of my life..it was so good i wonder to myself if it ever can be recreated again...

classes started..the usual yada yada is goin on...the only extra thing currently is research which sucking most of our time despite it being only valued at 2 credit hours..grr! overall it aint too bad...

i was happy...very happy...even got meself a fancy new haircut which garnered far too much of attention..

too bad i cant put any pics of all this coz my phone is stolen...

my gold color,very shiny E72 was stolen in a mall which i went after attending a real cun wedding...

i am upset for many reasons for starters... i am (was) really fond of my phone...it took fabulous pics of me and my camwhoring friends =p i could surf the net on bed when i was at home...it was gift from mum *an expensive one* which obviously means she is going to be awfully upset with me...she knows by the way =(....it had much memories of brinda as baby to now a toddler =(

it had all my lil poems which i noted down when i had spurs of inspiration...it had my birthday texts... proclamations of love....mms's of ehem..ehem...sighhhhhh in short it was almost like time capsule cum diary cum gift so yeah it was really precious...

to the person who currently owns and uses it...well m sure u`ll take damn good care of it so that an asshole like urself will not flick it from u...

the awful part is...the thought of this person going through all the stuff which i called precious just now..sucks!worst still he can delete em all with just a click...

to chris..

baby...m really sorry if those shirtless pics of u get on the net =(

happy valentines,love