unNaked Soul

Ok unNaked Soul! Just stop right there! What is going on? What's happening to you? You need to re-evaluate your existence. What is your purpose?

Just last night, I was at home, alone as usual, watching Wedding Crasher just right before I started watching Supernatural, and I got this tingling sensation along my coronary heading towards my heart. Now let me try and trace this. Oh ok! The last part where the guy was rambling about how he felt about Claire and the whole kissing thing... uhmm, I like that. Why do I like that? Maybe its the whole truth thing and the whole lovi-dubi feelings, am not sure. All I know is, am going soft. And that's scary. very scary.

For existence sakes am only 2Xyrs old, what would happen when am 3X+? I'll go all mushy mushy when watching a movie and then start embarrassing myself like a bloody retard? I use to watch love scenes for the mere act-work, you know; like the ability for the character to really do things, and learn or criticize them. Does anyone do that? Like in a kissing scene, you check out the chemistry to see if it is real enough or not... same goes for the sex scene. The words or emotion play don't even bother me. Not one bit. Now look at me, am getting all mushy even in a simple romantic conversation.

Something is definitely wrong here. I think it has something to do with the women. Yes. My heart is coated. I need a woman's explanation! Who knows, I'll wake up one day and start reading Sydney Sheldon... eeewwwww!

Labels: Happenings, Heart, unNaked Things

I've been away for a while (off my blog that is), but I take my daily dose of blogzac to keep me from loosing 21grammes. What?! Oh let me explain this. Depression can lead to death. And death can lead you to loosing 21grammes. Well, after seeing the movie 21grams, I realized, after loads of research, that what the writer said is true: We loose 21gram when we die... Is that the weight of the Soul? Not so heavy afterall... *sigh*

I took stock of the bad things that I do, I realized that I don't have any "real" secret(s). And I dread a man/woman with no "real" secret. So therefore, I dread myself. I hate Fear. So I've decided to do some things and have a few "real" secret to myself, so that I can be normal like everybody. So when anyone ask me, Do you have a secret? I can say, "who doesn't?". Isn't that response so hot?! So therefore, I shall clothe myself with some "real" secrets and become more unNaked. And I think am going to love this new found secret-keeping thingy. Am so excited!

Maybe I should join the Secret Service... Not so hot a secret to keep... Oh I can be making out with some hot Secret Service babe... *sigh* just thinking loud...

I think I have one or two, but I can't remember them. I have to think about it. So peeps, how many secret(s) do you have?

P.S. Tinkerbell wants some love. I have a backyard growing with those things, don't know what to do with them. But she specifically exempted me, the Love Gardener... sad innit? So, who need/want some. Will send you a bouquet... in multiple colours...

Update
Just to cater to my Ego, I took the test (saw it at Idemili's blog). This is the result *sigh* (the successful part is not true... yet)

The Playboy
Random Gentle Sex Master (RGSMm)

Clean. Smooth. Successful. You're The Playboy.

You're spontaneous, and your energy is highly contagious. Guys therefore find you fun to be around, and girls find you compelling. You have lots of sex, and you manage it all without seeming cheap or being hurtful. Well done. You probably know karate, too.

Your exact opposite:
The Mixed Messenger

Deliberate Brutal Love Dreamer

It's obvious to us, and probably everyone else, that you're after physical rather than emotional relationships, but you're straight up with potential partners. And if a girl you want isn't into something casual, it's no big deal. You move on. BEFORE sleeping with her. Usually. At least you try to. Such control is rare.

If you're feeling unfulfilled, maybe you should raise your standards. New conquests will only be satisfying if there's a possibility of rejection.