Wednesday, February 25, 2009


Invisible war, seems we're waging an invisible war
Strained manoeuvres, keeping silent score
In this invisible war
Every day I seem to lose you more
Both wishing it was like before
In this invisible war

Talk about a fine line between love and hate
We've lost more than our direction of fate
Talk about a fine line between lovers and friends
We've never been lovers and now we're not even friends

In this invisible war, seems we're waging an invisible war
Every day I seem to lose you more
In this invisible war

Wounded deeply the scar is here to stay
Opening up at all the little things I do or say
You always want things to be as before
So I make you angry and you bleed a little more

In this invisible war, it seems we're waging an invisible war
Strained manoeuvres, keeping silent score
In this invisible war
Every day I seem to lose you more
Both wishing it was like before
In this invisible war

I wanna run away
I still love you
Got to be away 
I always love you
I’ve got to find a way 
Time heals all wounds
Invisible war

~Julia Fordham's Invisible War~

Sunday, February 22, 2009

I'll Take A Quiet Life...

A heart that's full up like a landfill, 
a job that slowly kills you, 
bruises that won't heal

You were so tired, unhappy,
bring down the government, 
they don't, they don't speak for us

And I'll take a quiet life,
a handshake of carbon monoxide

No alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent, silent

This is my final fit, 
my final bellyache with

No alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please

Such a pretty house, 
and such a pretty garden

No alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises, please

~Radiohead's No Surprises~

Saturday, February 21, 2009

I Guess So....

Your result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz...

You Are a Bette!


You are a Bette -- "I must be strong"

Bettes are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective.

How to Get Along with Me

  • * Stand up for yourself... and me.

  • * Be confident, strong, and direct.

  • * Don't gossip about me or betray my trust.

  • * Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender, vulnerable side.

  • * Give me space to be alone.

  • * Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me.

  • * I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it's a personal attack.

  • * When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's just the way I am.

What I Like About Being a Bette

  • * being independent and self-reliant

  • * being able to take charge and meet challenges head on

  • * being courageous, straightforward, and honest

  • * getting all the enjoyment I can out of life

  • * supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me

  • * upholding just causes

What's Hard About Being a Bette

  • * overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to

  • * being restless and impatient with others' incompetence

  • * sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it

  • * never forgetting injuries or injustices

  • * putting too much pressure on myself

  • * getting high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or when things don't go right

Bettes as Children Often

  • * are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit

  • * are sometimes loners

  • * seize control so they won't be controlled

  • * figure out others' weaknesses

  • * attack verbally or physically when provoked

  • * take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings

Bettes as Parents

  • * are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted

  • * are sometimes overprotective

  • * can be demanding, controlling, and rigid

Take Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz
at HelloQuizzy

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

All things wedding

Mom called. 3 times consecutively. She's freaking out about the wedding. LOL.

Girl, are you home? Are you free now? Can talk?


I just tell you ar... the wedding will be on the 9th la...

LT can accommodate on the 9th.

I think don't want SC la... the food is so-so... but the drinks are soooo expensive!!

RM2 per can. RM490 per barrel... We don't need so much beer mar....

Erm, ok, how about LT?

LT is RM2 per table. For 10 persons lor...

Haaa... ok....

But LT have to share the space la. Got partition la. I also haven't been to the new restaurant yet... then I told them, we don't want the karaoke la. Karaoke an extra RM350. After all, we don't like the karaoke..

Ya... then?

So they said, if the other one also don't want karaoke, no need lor.

Ok... got package?

LT got la... they have a few packages... blabla


Well.... at the rate mom's going, I think it's best she get's the package :P She needn't worry about wedding invites, champagne, deco... all she needs to do is go there and boss around...

And if she can't do that.... I'll be more than happy to do so!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!! 

I think I may have to. Already, so many months in advance, she seems like she's getting a nervous fit already :D 

Heehee.... mom's cute.

Well, yet another friend's bit the dust again this year. Wow... so many engaged and getting married...!



By what is happening to Elizabeth Wong.

Here is a woman I GREATLY respect with regards to her work not just as a politician, but in the human rights and women's rights arena.

And now she's being subjected to this???

Stupid words by a completely IGNORANT man like the ToyoL?

Pulling the parallel with a certain former minister??

HELLO?! He was a MARRIED man!! There's a HUGE difference there?! He made a commitment in the institution of marriage to be faithful to ONE woman! He had a FAMILY!! Wife, children!!

He went to have sex with a 'personal friend' in a hotel/ motel!! It's like going to a BROTHEL!! He was clearly doing it in secret because it's morally wrong!

Elizabeth Wong, on the other hand, is a SINGLE, UNMARRIED WOMAN, SLEEPING in her OWN BED in her OWN HOUSE when her ex-boyfriend FILMED her. WITHOUT HER CONSENT. She was SLEEPING, FOR FUCKS' SAKES!!!

WHAT FUCKING MORAL HIGH GROUND?? The only Moral LOW ground here is her scumbag of an ex-boyfriend, who ILLICITLY took pictures of her naked body and THEN SOLD her off. He should be TRIED AS A PIMP. FUCKER!!



WTF, she's a 37 year old woman who's tall, leggy and attractive. She CANNOT HAVE SEX IN HER OWN HOUSE?! Whether a woman CHOOSES to be MARRIED, is her PREROGATIVE. Some women think they are better off without a fool of a man by their side. Men are hard to look after. Honestly. And some women feel they can dedicate more of themselves to the causes they care about if they remain single.

Like, HELLO? Oprah Winfrey isn't married. I'm SURE SHE has SEX. In her own house and her own bed. But what's this? A MAN can have EXTRAmarital affairs, cheat on his wife and family and make them cry, but WHAT BUSINESS DO WE HAVE WITH OTHER PEOPLE'S LIFE, and HE HAS MANY TEMPTATIONS as a POLITICIAN, and here's a SINGLE woman and they're talking MORALS????

WTFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!! HELLO, a WOMAN has NEEDS, too, k??? What, you're gonna impose GENITAL MUTILATION on US NOW TOO??? Sew up our va-jay-jays and cut off our clit?? Cos YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF MALE CHAUVINIST PIGS like that?! CHAOCHIBAI weiiii..... YOU GOT A MOTHER TOO, FUCKER!

A man can FUCK AROUND in cheap motels but a WOMAN CAN'T BRING HER BOYFRIEND into her OWN HOUSE AND BED??? FUCK YOU LA, WEI. I go install camera in your house and see you got bring OTHER WOMEN into your bed or not, YOU SICK BASTARD WANKER, YOU!! Then again, he's so UGLY, the woman must be desperate, or blind, or both. KANINAHHHH....



"She is a single person. How can she allow a man into her room when they are not married? What's the status of the relationship," said former Selangor MB Dr Mohd Khir Toyo. <-WHAT A COMPLETE ASSHOLE. I SAY TIE HIM TO A STAKE, MAKE A CUT ACROSS HIS BELLY, BURN HIS INNARDS SLOWLY OVER AN OPEN FIRE WHILE HE WATCHES.

WHICH 5 B.C. CAVE DID ToyoL crawl out from?!

ASSHOLE. SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY, YOU'VE BEEN COMPLETELY DISCREDITED AS A POLITICIAN. Now that you've made your comment, as a complete HUMAN BEING too. Worse than a guzzling PIG.

I hate the ruling coalitions FOOLS. First they make disgusting remarks about menstruation. And personal attacks about women's dressing. They act all holymoly and shit like that. And yet, IF they have such PURE thoughts about a woman, they wouldn't be talking about private stuff like this now, will they?


This whole country is going downhill. Seriously.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

One Big Family

i'm sleepy... this topic is supposed to be about finding a family of the cutest chubbiest warmest kittens i've ever laid eyes on. IN THE HOUSE. how they got in is beyond me, but remind me anyway. 

yawns. sleep.

Oh well...

Sri Krishnaya Namo Shri Laxmi eiyeni namo.
send this mantras to 12 people, your financial status will improve within 12 hours.
100% guarantee, don't break it, please.

i'm gonna get rich! since i'm posting this on my blog....

And what do you call them.....

The people who get on a podium and preach about something, but when it's in themselves, they're either too blind to see, or to proud to admit it.

Time after time again, they expect you to make the concessions without admitting that they actually expect or ask for it, because heaven forbid, it'd make them look bad.

Enough already.

I'm the fool that rushes in where angels fear to tread.

Name a new Play, and he's the Poet's Friend,
Nay show'd his Faults--but when wou'd Poets mend?
No Place so Sacred from such Fops is barr'd,
Nor is Paul's Church more safe than Paul's Church-yard:
Nay, fly to Altars; there they'll talk you dead;
For Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread.

Distrustful Sense with modest Caution speaks;
It still looks home, and short Excursions makes;
But ratling Nonsense in full Vollies breaks;
And never shock'd, and never turn'd aside,
Bursts out, resistless, with a thundering Tyde!
~Alexander Pope~

Tis newest development is probably good. Tis maybe Caution speaking, and tis time to take heed of Sense.

After all, where has past development taken me? Weary, frightened, ignored and lonely isn't a desirable place to be.

What Kinda Lady Are You?

Lovely Lady

You are lovely and caring. You help others and spread out a lot of sympathy. Your life aim maybe is to serve the people. But your weakness is that you forget about yourself, your own needs. All your time is hold back for your friends and family. You are always there for people in trouble. Ready for any emergency. You make a lot of sacrifices just to be a good human. But every woman has her needs, her longings and a destiny. Don't lose yourself in work or curing other people's souls. You will have your own problems in your life. Another problem is that you don't say your opinion when it's right and important to say it. People trample onto your soul if you are always so kind and lovely and helpful. They will play on you. Though you should try to relax more and enjoy your life, you should not loose the gift that was given to you to help others . Not everyone is created this way... You are unique and rare!

Errkkkk.... sigh... I suppose I DO lose myself trying to cure other people's souls and my own soul gets trampled on... :(

Oh well, some things need re-working. Good friend-cum-psychologist friend of mine did tell me I seriously need to get my radar fixed :P

Sunday, February 15, 2009

To be loved like this would be a blessing

I'm a train wreck in the morning
I'm a bitch in the afternoon
Every now and then without warning
I can be really mean towards you

I'm a puzzle yes indeed
Ever complex in every way
And all the pieces aren't even in the box
And yet you see the picture clear as day

I don't know why you love me
And that's why I love you
You catch me when I fall
Accept me, flaws and all
And that's why I love you
And that's why I love you
And that's why I love

I neglect you when I'm working
When I need attention I tend to nag
I'm a host of imperfection
And you see past all that

I'm a peasant by some standards
But in your eyes I'm a queen
You see potential in all my flaws
And that's exactly what I need

I don't know why you love me
And that's why I love you
You catch me when I fall
Accept me, flaws and all
And that's why I love you
And that's why I love you
And that's why I love you

Don't know why you love me
And that's why I love you
Catch me when I fall
Accept me flaws and all
And that's why I love you
And that's why I love you
And that's why I love you
You, you, you

~Beyonce's Flaws and All~

Lions and Tigers and Bears- Jazmine Sullivan

Here is my new artist of the month. Great vocal range.

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no, I'm not
But I'm scared of loving you
I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right
But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?
Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?
Why do we love love
When love seems to hate us?

Sorry if I sound so filled with gloom
You say you care and I know you do
But this is from my experience
And my conclusion only makes sense

Just 'cause I love you and you love me
It doesn't mean that we're meant to be
I can climb mountains, swim 'cross the seas
But the most frightening thing is you and me

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no, I'm not
But I'm scared of loving you
I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right
But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?
Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?
Why do we love love
When love seems to hate us?

Most circumstances, I know my fate
But in this love thing, I don't get the game
Why does it feel like those who give in
They only wind up losing a friend?

Just 'cause I love you and you love me
It doesn't mean that we'll ever be
Fly 'cross the ocean, sing for the queen
But the most frightening thing is you and me

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no I'm not
But I'm scared of loving you
I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right
But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?
Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?
Why do we love love
When love seems to hate us?

I'm sure though I'm not sure
But if we never try, we'll never know
It's better to have loved then not to love at all
Not trying is worse than to stumble and fall

And if we do, I'd rather it be with you
'Cause at least there will be sweet memories
Oh, I'm not scared

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears, no, I'm not
But I'm scared of loving you
I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair, that's right
But I'm scared of loving you

Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task?
Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?
Why do we love love
When love seems to hate us?

Loving without getting tired

Mother Teresa once said: Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.

It sounds so simple, really. The concept is so simple. And yet so outstanding in it's simplicity and wisdom. How true, it is. How many of us have been fed on a constant diet of grandiose ideas of love, that we live our youth yearning for that perfect proposal and wedding. Our entire life, we dream about that perfect event, we forget that the wedding is the BEGINNING of the rest of our lives. We think it's the be all and end all. That love has to be made of grand gestures to be extraordinary. That we need that butterfly in our tummies to think we're in love.

I humbly disagree. I think it shouldn't be butterflies we're feeling, but that solid certainty that the someone is the person we wish to spend the rest of our lives with. That what we should be feeling is stability and solidity and security. That we can live and love that someone without getting tired. 

Yet it's so much easier said than done. Not getting tired of someone. Especially when so many things get in the way. When in this modern world, temptations abound. It's strange isn't it, the paradox of our age?

And this paradox of our generation makes me cry, because I've been guilty of so many of these. Tall building, but short temper. More conveniences, but less time. More computers for easier and faster production, but less communication.

I've been guilty of the sins of my generation, and that makes me sad.

Here's another quote. This is by Dr. Bob Moorehead:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers; 
wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. 
We spend more, but have less; 
we buy more, but enjoy less. 

We have bigger houses and smaller families; 
more conveniences, but less time. 
We have more degrees but less sense; 
more knowledge, but less judgment; 
more experts, yet more problems; 
more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, 
smoke too much, 
spend too recklessly, 
laugh too little, 
drive too fast, 
get too angry, 
stay up too late, 
get up too tired, 
read too little, 
watch TV too much, 
and pray too seldom. 

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. 

We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. 

We've added years to life not life to years. 

We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. 

We conquered outer space but not inner space. 

We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. 

We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. 

We write more, but learn less. 

We plan more, but accomplish less. 

We've learned to rush, but not to wait. 

We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; 
big men and small character; 
steep profits and shallow relationships. 

These are the days of two incomes but more divorce; 
fancier houses but broken homes. 

These are days of quick trips, 
disposable diapers, 
throw-away morality, 
one night stands, 
overweight bodies, 

and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. 

It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. 

A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember to say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember to say "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. 

A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Monday, February 09, 2009

In the Last Single Digit Year of This Millennium

I decided to do something I've never done before.

Mountain-climb. How did this happen?

A friend called up last night to ask if I'd like to go climbing today. Well, I've never tried rock-climbing, even in a gym. But I figured, I'd like to try this, before I reach 30.

So I did. Although I got more than I bargained for.

When we got to Melawati, and he showed me the mountain range.. I was stunned: That's what we're gonna be climbing?! I quite nearly chickened out... except for the fact that I reminded myself I'd really like to try that at least once. Get out of my comfort zone and try something new.

2009... the last single digit year of this millennium... would be the Year of Yes. Personally for me.

There were sooooooooooo many people today. My friend was really annoyed enough to say: Maybe we should go to the waterfalls instead. But we trudged on anyway. It did affect our climb, we had to stop many times cos I didn't want to get in the way of other more experienced climbers.

It was a challenge... and initially I went quite slowly, my arms and legs felt unsteady, never having done this before, and not having first warmed up much. But the thing about Bukit Tabor is... once you start climbing... you have to continue all the way before you get down. Going back was more difficult than moving forward. So onwards I went... and after stopping for the longest time at the second peak due to the number of people going back and forth there (so much so that I told my friend: We could have a canteen here....) and finally crossing it, I started to feel better.

My main concern was slipping and falling, though... and to be honest I was quite scared to see the increasingly heightened distance between myself and the ground as I trudged upwards. My shoes were an old pair, and what I was worried about was the amount of gravel. Gravel caused the ground to be 'slippery'. I was careful to test the ground before I found a proper foothold so as not to slip and fall to certain death below.

It didn't help my nervousness that every now and then there were notices stuck here and there with regards to accidents occurring, especially with the 'abseilling' route that we had decided to take. Apparently a college girl of 23 had fallen down 100m - 150m below into the ravine because her hand had slipped off the rope. I managed my first abseilling, however, thanks to my friend, and some kind strangers who gave me some pointers on how to glide and move my way slowly down.

It got rockier as I went further up, but the rocks were large, and the spaces between footholds were further and further apart. By the time I got to the 3rd peak, I was quite exhausted and relying on isotonic drinks to keep me going. Another group were there, and they had a few women in the group, quite frightened (and rightfully so) of climbing downwards and sideways before moving on to the next peak. They kindly let my friend and I move on first, so as 'we can help you assess as you get down'.

I was like.. ARGHHHHHH when I found out that there were FIVE peaks to conquer... apparently J didn't tell me that and I only found out when I asked: Are we near yet? And one of the guys in the group answered: There are 2 more to go, you're at number 3. Me: Errrrkkkkkk........

So I started climbing downwards... and one of the men of the group said: 'Hug the rock, hug the rock' and so I replied 'Sure, yeah, the rock's my boyfriend, right?' They were terribly amused by my comment. Me, I hugged the rock for dear life. The rock WAS my boyfriend at that moment, as I tried to find a foothold as I moved slowly down. Looking back now, it WAS a funny thing to say. I suppose in the face of extreme danger and pressure, I find comfort in humour.

We crossed the 3rd peak and moved on to the 4th... This was the one that frightened me most. There was no way I could go back now, but the rocks were smooth with few footholds. I took a deep breath. Move on, honey. And climbed. J waited for me and watched as I made my way up. Holding on to a huge rock, I was wondering how to get up there, I'd have to utilise upper body strength to push at least half my body up the rock to clear this one climb.... and possible death lay below me if I failed and fell off. So I said a prayer, and hauled myself up with all my strength. And cleared. I looked at J and he looked at me: You ok? Me: Tired, I hope we're near, cos I'm getting really tired. I was running out of juice....

We moved forward, and right before us was a huge rock with red paint on it: Jesus (heart) U... I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the sight, and said to J: Amen! Amen to that! And why not? Just 2 mins ago I was hanging off a cliff-drop... I said to J: When life is hanging by a cliff (literally here!), there is no way else to go but up! Brings new perspective to things, doesn't it?

The rest of the climb was a little easier. It was less gravelly, more level. Reaching the top.... the 5th and final peak.... felt like a HUGE achievement. I was proud of myself, and so was my friend :) What did I say when I reached the peak? I've been a really good girl today :P and then I faced KL and said a little prayer. When I see the wondrousness of God spread before you like a moving, living painting, I couldn't help but feel like such a tiny speck in the larger scheme of things. And yet I have my place, just as the circling swallows before me. Breathtaking. How Great Thou Art :) The Master Painter, The Master Sculptor. In Him, All things are Perfect. And Beautiful.

It was quite an adrenaline rush, really. When I hit level ground, I felt like I was tipsy, close to drunk. I felt light-headed, woozy. My whole upper body was flushed red. My upper body was swollen, even. My arms and hands definitely were. Took some time for the 'swelling' to go down. I had the sensation of flying. It was probably better than sex, even. I guess I know now why some people bungee jump, eh?

Yes, I got me a few nice cuts and bruises, and I rushed down after that cos I was hungry and wanted to weewee. :P And I'm not sure I can walk tomorrow. HAHAHA.

Some pictures here on my crazy adventure today. Taken from

What I climbed today.

The first abseilling. Where the college kid had fallen down.

The entire route I took.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Capturing Forever

If I were a photographer,
I'd capture every expression in a picture.

If I were a perfumer,
I'd capture every scent in a bottle.

If I were a writer,
I'd capture every emotion in a book.

If I were a chef,
I'd capture every taste in a dish.

If I were a musician,
I'd capture every sound in a song.

All I have is my memory,
To capture life and store it away.

I fear the day I would no longer remember,
When my treasure chest of memories is gone forever.

Monday, February 02, 2009

I'm 3% of the population?

Your result for The LONG Scientific Personality Test...

ENFJ- The Teacher

You scored 55% I to E, 47% N to S, 43% F to T, and 47% J to P!

Your type is known as the teacher, or the educating mentor. You also belong to the larger group, called idealists. You tend to bring out the best in other people. You lead without seeming to do so. People are naturally drawn to you. You expect the very best from people which takes the form of enthusiastic encouragement which is so charming that people try their best not to disappoint you. You share your personality type with 3% of the population.

You need to feel a deep and meaningful connection to your romantic partners, and go to great lengths to understand and please your mate. Harmony is vitally important to you, and you often put others' needs before your own. You have a pretty thin skin and are easily hurt. Although you strive for harmony, when your values or ethics are violated, you can be very emotional, confrontational, and even punishing. However, you are very insightful about the underlying cause of conflicts, and an excellent communicator, so you have the tools to bring about a quick and peaceful resolution as long as you can keep control of your facilities. You want to be appreciated for your thoughtfulness and compassion. You need your partner to make a real effort to get to know you. Above all, you need to be able to express your feelings and have them taken seriously.

Your group summary: idealists (NF) 

Your type summary: ENFJ

Compared to other takers

* 63/100 You scored 55% on I to E, higher than 63% of your peers.
* 58/100 You scored 47% on N to S, higher than 58% of your peers.
* 54/100 You scored 43% on F to T, higher than 54% of your peers.
* 52/100 You scored 47% on J to P, higher than 52% of your peers.

Take The LONG Scientific Personality Test at HelloQuizzy

I wonder.... :( Didn't know i was an idealist....

Sunday, February 01, 2009

i wonder... sexual frustration?

this is what happens when u can't sleep.

i haven't done this for awhile though....

i wonder if, like paper-shredding... trawling and then sitting for online quizzes is a sign of sexual frustration? (so people say....)

shrugs. here goes...

Your Love is Based on Friendship

For you, chemistry doesn't really happen without compatibility.

Companionship and openness are the most important parts of your relationships.

Whoever you love should be your best friend.

And falling in love with a good friend is never out of the question.

Why your love can last: You only fall for people who you truly understand... and who truly understand you

Why your love can fail: Sometimes you don't admit how important physical chemistry is to you