Birth Control?

Tidbits: Holidays, holidays don't go away. Fly me to Prague any day. Also, I would deeply appreciate clicks on the Nuffnang ads to help me increase the current RM0.20 in my account.


I think this constant raving about Prague is getting a little out of hand. I actually Googleed the airlines flying to Prague, turned out MAS does not fly directly to Czech Republic. Reality check. It tells me to go on dreaming.




Anyway, as the title aptly or inaptly tells you, I couldn't resist the 'temptation'. I gave in. I DID IT! Let me take you on a trip down memory lane to weave this beautiful story of my childbirth. It didn't happen too long ago, only yesterday. =)




It was a sunny afternoon of three quarters past twelve (i think). I knew that it will be a faithful day. So here are the details of my baby's birth.




Date of birth: 22 April 209
Time of birth: I don't know exactly, but she was mine at about an odd 4-5pm
Place of birth: Sungei Wang Plaza (no, she's not one bit lala. She's a beautiful baby, mind you)




Oh, is there a need to mention the labour pain. Man, now I know how my mum feels. To get a baby,ah...the pain of it all. Nonetheless, like all mothers or in this case father, it was all worthwhile. To see the delicate thing smile back at you with it's humble features in your arms. It's satisfying. You know that you did the right thing from the moment you look into its eyes and see the view of the world like an amazing piece of artwork. It tells a story, a story that you create with every depression of your fingers on its flesh. Okay, this is getting a wee bit gory and sick, so I'm going to stop here before this heartwarming story turns into a story like 'Coming Soon'. Damn.




The bottom line is it's all worth the RM XXXX of 'hospital bills'.





Want to meet my baby?




Say hi to.......

I've yet to come up with a name for her.

She's still young. In due time, I'll be shaping her body with other parts. Then it'll be world domination. Muahaahahahah!

Please don't bang your head against the wall.

I don't think I lied. Her birth details were 99.9% accurate except for the time aspect. You don't know the labour pain my wallet has to bear to pop out that much $$ from its tummy. My mum knows how it feels because mummies were always the ones who suffered the 'labour pain' since you were born. Your diapers didn't fall from the good heavens, okay. Besides, I did look into its eyes, and I saw art. Photos, to me, are art in a form of its own. Each one has a story to narrate, and it has amazing powers of warping you back into the moment you experienced the anecdote. If it can make you feel how you felt back then, it is a job well done.

Now, when I look at you, I believe in LOVE.

=)

Nice Guys and Bad Boys

Tidbits: I don't settle for the small apples simply because they're not juicy enough. I'm a picky eater.

You know, dating websites are quite *something* (I can't decide on the right word). Not that I visit them often (crosses my heart,liver and kidneys). I just click on the links when I come across interesting topics on the YAHOO! homepage. Besides, most of my blogging inspirations come from quirky topics I read, and I improvise from there. The rest is history.

Anyway, check this out...

Dating Question: Can a Guy Be Too Nice?

Is it possible for a guy to be too nice? Here are some ways that this could ring true:

#1: He's So Nice, He Can Only Be a Friend

Hey, a good friend is hard to find. What sometimes happens when we get into a relationship? It eventually runs its course and ends, which means awkwardness and/or change in both of you, since you started off as friends. Maybe you can recover and remain buddies, but is it worth the risk if you find that you're really good friends with a nice guy? Also, sometimes the nice guy just has no edge, so he's destined to be just a friend.

#2: He's So Nice, He's Not Challenging Enough

I've recently learned from your comments: Women enjoy the thrill of the chase a bit too much. People like to wonder what's going to happen, that nerve-racking first few months when the "training wheels" are still on the relationship. And, no matter how much we try to deny it, we do like that we've won someone over instead of just having them give themselves up to us. If a guy is too easy, he may be ruining his chances.

#3: He's So Nice, He'll Always Be There

I've seen some friends take their time with a nice guy. Sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn't. Maybe a woman wants to meet some new guys and "sow her wild oats" while the nice guy fawns over her. She enjoys keeping him in her life as a friend, but somewhere in the back of her mind she knows that she can probably return to him later. Again, it's all about risk management: If you want to take the risk of him meeting someone else, then go for it.

#4: He's TOO Nice, You Can't Trust Him

Sometimes people are so nice that it seems like they might have sinister overtones. I always see it on Lifetime movies: The guy comes into the woman's life and he is just perfect. Then he slowly disintegrates into a psycho freak. Perhaps a guy can come off as so nice in the beginning that he appears to be covering up for something bad. A woman might avoid a relationship with him if something just doesn't feel right. What makes a guy too nice or "friend" material instead of dating material? Do you avoid getting into relationships with a guy who's too nice, or is he destined to be a "friend"?

Okay, I'm coming clean. I clicked on the link because people...erm...girls...have been telling me I'm too nice which pretty much explains why I'm still S.A.N.D (single, available and not desperate) after 18 years on this planet infested with females. Haha, so I guess it is true that girls dig the bad guys. Just to add on, there's this overused chinese phrase that goes 'nan ren bu huai, nu ren bu ai'. 

Hmm. Relationships. Love. Life. Kaypohs.

Since the bad guys are so in vogue....girls should just date the robbers, thieves and rapists. May help reduce crime rates. These Mr. Rights are just about everywhere.

Freedom

Tidbits: My wallet is fat with Starbucks receipts instead of coloured notes with Agong's face. This is bad.


Yes, my finals had officially ended and now I'm as free as my a bird. Now, moving on to holiday plans.

#1 Shop, shop and shop until my wallet is obese with excess receipts. Let's see, a D40 system, clothes and grooming plus a whole lot of rubbish. Shucks.

#2 Movie marathon. Rachel Getting Married tops the list.

#3 While Rachel gets married, I'll go on a dating spree to satisfy people's curiosity about my love life. (Erm, you do know I'm only kidding here right?)

#4 Catch up with chums especially The Queen, because she's going to spend all her Aussie dollars on me. =)

#5 The most interesting part would have to be planning for college next semester. Juria is going to love this.

#6 A very simple, non-elaborate vacation to Prague. Okay, downgrade to local ones.

Fine, maybe this post is getting a little themeless. Please forgive the output from my currently thoughtless mind. It's already on vacation.

Moving on....
I was talking to a friend one fine night. It was scintillating cum semi-metaphorical and less rubbish-like compared to what's above. =)

Say, if something you've been looking for is the biggest and brightest red apple high up on an apple tree-the highest point. Let's say the thing you're looking for is a thousand dollars, will you settle for the other one hundreds that are much lower? Now we're on to a different tree. This time the thousands are on the lower end, and the brightest apple on the top is worth a million dollars.Will you climb the tree even if there's a chance of missing the fruit? The higher you climb, the harder your fall is. The question is....

'How far will you go to get the biggest apple?'