Sunday, October 14, 2007
Excuse me...
Here is cheers to a validation that there are the worst of people existing until today. One could not be so wrong if one were to believe that the more modernised we are, the more civilised our beings, through and through, will be. Heck no. Get a rain check. Just go ahead.
I challenge you to take a stroll. I will give you 10 bucks if you could say you did not see anyone who acts like... well... mmm... is there a well-mannered term for this?
Well how should I approach this. Let me describe it to give you the idea.
Situation 1: At dining areasLook around you. Beside good food and good atmosphere (if you happened to be at such a place otherwise replace with bad food and a horrible feel to boot) do you see anyone who enjoys smacking their lips while they consume their food and at the same time choose to chew their sustenance with the mouth wide open? This is just too generous of them. I am ever so grateful for such people to share their enjoyment of the food by chomping it
down in front of me, which they first mince and tear each morsel to form a pulp. I had
previously no idea that food could be so uniquely blended in terms of both color, texture and taste. And above all, to further enhance the procession of it all, comes the smacking of the lips. *Smack smack smack* It shows the appreciation of the individual as each single taste was intensified through the single motion of smacking the smuckers together.
I would get so grateful that I would feel that the contents on my plate is no longer desirable. Oh yes...
Important food items to take note: Cookies, bananas,...(everything!) So, bon appetit!
(to be continued)
Posted by Berenice at 11:12 PM
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
We...
We all want to love
We all want to be loved
We all want someone to share our lives with
We all want to have a future
We all want to live life fully
We all want happy endings
Is this what you want? What do you dare to want? Do you know what you want?
Happy Valentine's Day.
Posted by Berenice at 9:40 PM
Friday, December 01, 2006
South Park Merry Christmas
Posted by Berenice at 3:12 AM
Gato <-> Cat
Cats are such unpredictable creatures. They seemed to have mood swings. Mood swings aside, they seemed to be real Energizer bunnies. No, they are not pink and cuddly nor to they resemble a rabbit. But they are always ready to mate and they say bunnies are very "matey" creatures. And worse of all, they do not take into consideration of how the poor humans around them would feel whenever they get into this mode.
Indeed, there will come a day when I will stick my head out of the window and tell them to get a room. Late nights are so boisterous with them. It is to the extend where the whole hall is filled with the cries that beckons the opposite. Calls of procreation.
Come on, admit it. Who out there has never in his/her life been disturbed by such throes of coital.?
Cats drive me up the wall. These guys are just way too frisky for me liking. Don't make me the reluctant party pooper. Be off or at least keep the racket down. Perhaps genetic engineering can tweak the part of their brains so they won't purr and miao so loud during such occassions. I can foresee that happening real soon.
For your knowledge this is a tame entry.
I know ways to torture cats. Don't push me. I learnt from the best. With the simplest tools I can bring much pain.
p/s: No cats were hurt during the blogging session.
I want a dog.
Posted by Berenice at 2:22 AM
K e r i s i m a s i!!!

Shoo, November! Welcome, December =)
It's nearing the time of the year again. Hahaha isn't this exciting? I am so high on delightfulness. Today is the 1st of December, which means we have now entered the month of December, which means I can start counting down for Christmas!
Christmas trees and decorations are up everywhere, sales have started. I need a candy cane. Where's my candy cane?!
Posted by Berenice at 2:14 AM
Thursday, October 26, 2006
once a retard forever a retard
Hazy days and heavy clouds,
long days of drizzles and dizziness..
This is the state of the weather and also the state of my mind when i scrape by with just the minimal of 6 hours of snooze. This is not a post of the amount i spend in a day on sleeping alone but it is about the tragic consequence and the narrative of an unfolding of such.
I slept at 5 a.m. yesterday. I live in a world of my own where i do not abide to the usual natural rule of day and night. After a dazy awakening 6 hours later, I ran off to submit my group homework due at 12 p.m. Were I to fail to submit it on time, I will be subjected to a descend worse than the usual line of "falling from grace". It is more but i'm too stupid to structure an artful but deeper way of putting it.
Well it just took me, from the door of my room, a mere 5 minutes to reach the 6th floor of the building by foot. I managed to submit it, punctually. One point and a golden apple goes to Berenice!
All relaxed, I strolled back to have my showering ritual. Then off I went to have my class. Hey wait a minute. There's no one in class! So i came back and check, bullocks!, it was cancelled. And i actually read that announcement some time ago. Fantastic.
Have to let off some steam then since I was quite frustrated at my superior management skills. So I had no choice but to pillage the Milo truck, emptying it of its entire contents.
Belly full of Milo, I went to settle some administration stuff. The thought of sitting in an air conditioned room for at least 20 minutes made me feel better. Hopped on a bus, and whee!! i'm there before i knew it. So off i go charging down the bus, into the building, and into the lift. Happily, I pressed "1" for Level 1. A woman came in. She pressed "4". There was no light on my number 1. Shit, the lift was so damn dysfunctional. We went up to 4th level, the lady left, and I pressed 1 again. This time the button lit up! Yay! So it was not entirely spoilt. Upon reaching Level 1, I walked out the lift only to realise that there was no need to take the lift after all because Level 1 is ground floor!!
I could have shot myself then. Only I have no guns nor ammunition. And the thought of me dragging my entrails from Engineering Drive back to hall was just too gruesome.
Sigh..what a day.
Posted by Berenice at 4:31 PM
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
i love this!!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Chardonnay in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming
"WOO HOO! WHAT A RIDE!"
Saw this quote in a forwarded mail. Loved it so much that i've decided to post it up.Gonna make damn sure i'm gonna do that.
Have a nice day, Lovies. ;)
Posted by Berenice at 1:30 PM
Thursday, October 12, 2006
yours truly and her academia
These days I wonder what has overcame me. Congestion perhaps. Although I can assure all my loved ones that I am still very far away from brain damage.
But the things that goes on in my head are equations, equilibria, calculus, spellings, grammar and sentence structures. Day in, day out.
I just start blurting rubbish recently. All sorts, to everyone and anyone under the sun.
I open my mouth and out fly a worn boot. Next up, a banana skin. *Weeeee....splat* *Bang*
Next thing you know, you are standing by a pile of garbage. Sigh..
Posted by Berenice at 3:34 PM
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Enough!
Imagine a deep, dark end..
Imagine you being caught in it..
Imagine a confused, tired and lifeless you..
Imagine that being cheerful and energetic was history that was very recent..
Imagine you groping your way along the deep end..
Imagine you hoping and getting desperate to find a way out..
Imagine that you keep seeing glimpses of light and hope..
Imagine that eveytime it seems so fleeting..
Imagine that you were not fast enough to seize the chance before it slips away again..
Imagine that for every minute you feel more lost than the minute before..
Imagine that you know life awaits you..
Imagine you just could not get yourself to start living it..
Imagine yourself writing this..
Posted by Berenice at 7:47 PM