Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Don't take my last breath with you.

That night was something I never wanted,
But the next day you've got me crazy thinking about you,
I remember our eyes met across the dance floor,
You took my hand,
Pull me closer,
And look into my eyes,
I felt your breath on my face,
And we were face to face,
Letting the world pass by,
And then it happen,
This is something I never wanted
Since I met you my mind has been on it
I think about you all the time
Can't get you of my mind
Although I know this can't be love
But baby it must be love
Thinking of going
All of the way
I wanna show you but I'm afraid
I know you say its all of me
Don't wanna give in to you so easily
But I cant even fight that you make me so weak
And I can't understand what you doing to me
But I like it

I heard you whisper something to me
Hold me close now baby don't leave
Emotions taking over
Some things controlling me
I know this can't be love
But baby it must be love

What is this that I am feeling
Its getting stronger
And I can't hold it back for much longer



Friday, September 25, 2009

Arthur's Day






One WORD- EXTREMELY AWESOME.
Ok, fine. I lied. It was two words.
The 3 hour or so wait for the Black Eyed Peas to appear on stage would be what I deem as worth it.
Honestly.
A concert like B.E.P. that makes you move like crazy or dance like crazy MAKES YOU LOSE WEIGHT. ( every girl's favorite thing that brings ease to their ears)
Even though the end result of your overdancing or crazy jumping around leads to cramped muscles, or worst - a broken toe nail that fell off your skin.
And many people stepping on your feet.
Sweaty, smelly people squeezing you.
And you yourself, sweating vigorously due to the humid-cannot-breathe atmosphere.
Albeit all that, B.E.P. was very worth the wait.
What is a concert without danceable music, haha, at least to me.
I don't do non-dance music.
It really does depend.

I would trade any DJ on earth even if it means Tiesto, Paul Van Dyke or Guetta just for WILL.I.AM's crazy beats. He spins awesome songs, got me dancing like crazy on my feet despite the injury. I was having the time of my life.
And the flashbacks of the past few days really kept me occupied throughout the songs BEP sang.
In particular, Big Girls Don't Cry really awaken me to my senses.
What's done cannot be undone, and crying over it is simply absurd.


There is really something I would really like to say to you, if that night could start over again.

I spent my time just thinkin thinkin thinkin bout you
Every single day, yes i'm really missin missin you
And all those things we use to use to use to do


Meet me halfway, right at the borderline
That's where i'm gonna wait, for you
I'll be lookin out, night n'day
Took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish

xoxo,
Dorie

updates about Penang later on + pictures! waiting for Amir babeh to post it up.



I know you're not that sorry, don't bull with me.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

This is Fabulante.

Nicholas Kirkwood for Rodante Spring/Summer '10

I came across this shoe. And wow, I am perfectly astounded and lured. The shoe screams sexy and dangerous.Is there a more talented, stand-out shoe designer in the world right now than Nicholas Kirkwood? Kirkwood's shoes are architectural and fantastical all at the same time, pretty much ineffable.

Kirkwood's latest collection for Rodarte Spring Summer '10
has qualities of the industrial, and the dystopian. With hardware nuts stacked up as the heel and spikes around the ankle, the shoes truly spells CYBERPUNK heaven.

If only they had such a gorgeous shoe here in Malaysia, guilty pleasure.


Do the MamaSu tag

Rule: USE ONLY ONE WORD!

It's not as easy as you might think!
Copy and change the answers to suit you and pass it on.
It's really hard to only use one word answers.
Be sure to tag the person you received it from!

1. Where is your cell phone?
Here

2. Your significant other?
None

3. Your hair?
Okay

4. Your mother?
Eating

5. Your father?
Chilling

6. Your favorite?
Clothes

7. Your dream last night?
You

8. Your favorite drink?
Juice

9. Your dream/goal?
Ivy

10. What room you are in?
Bedroom

11. Your hobby?
Sketching

12. Your fear?
Ghosts

13. Where do you want to be in 6 years?
US

14. Where were you last night?
Hartamas

15. Something that you are not?
TALL

16. Muffins?
Yummmy

17. Wish list item?
Clothes

18. Where you grew up?
KL

19. Last thing you did?
Study

20. What are you wearing?
Clothes

21. Your TV?
Watched

22. Your pets?
None

23. Friends?
Away

24. Your life?
Crazy

25. Your mood?
Confused

26. Missing some one?
Yes

27. Car?
Outside

28. Something you're not wearing?
Boxers

29. Your favorite store?
Topshop

30. Your favorite color?
Purple

33. When is the last time you laughed?
recently

34. Last time you cried?
Movie

35. Who will resend this?
Invisibleman

36. One place that I go to over and over?
Switzerland

37. One person who texts me regularly?
Mell

38. My favorite place to eat?
None

39. My favorite food?
Japanese

40. Can I break the one word rule?
Yes

41. Are you serious?
Yeap

42. Whats happening outside?
Global Warming

43. A movie u wanna watch?
The Ugly Truth

44. A book u wanna read?
SAT

45. Last person u talked to in college?
Forgot

46. Dream car?
Nissan Fairlady

47. What do u wanna do now?
Nothing

48. Whats ur aim for today?
Study SAT, Do assignments

49. Is the tag done yet?
Almost

50. What About Now?
Donedito


I'm tagging Mell, Su Juin, Yuns and Godbratha Chia Tek.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Get You Outta My Head

I seriously don't know what to feel now,
Who are you and where are you,
I don't even know where to start,
I loved the way you look at me,
but now I am dreading every moment of it,
because I don't know who you are,
I know I walked away from you,
I want to get you out of my head,
but if I do,
I'll forget you,
and I won't even remember your face,
At least leave me a name,
I love the way you hold me,
but you went too far,
and I walked away,
Why did you do that in the first place?
You took something away from me,
and only you know what it is,
I hate you,
and I dreaded thinking about you,
I just can't get you out of my head,
the scene keeps replaying over and over again,
I want to forget you but how could I,
because I'm starting to feel a tingly sense coming through.

Monday, September 7, 2009

I love Yann Tiersen.


Comptine D'un Autre Ete L'ap



Seriously, Je Vous Hais




xoxo,
Dorie

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The Episode


For once, I would like to quote dearest Ms. Su Juin Chew, 'This is absolute boredom, no inspiration, a real drag, a real pain in the arse, bleek happiness, monotonous beginning of the summer.'

I absofuckinglutely agree.

Most things in my life has come to my epiphany that I want more than what I want now, what I want to achieve, and I have fall short of it all due to my shortcomings, I keep feeling the daunting pain of not being able to keep up piercing right through my heart.

I find life reenacting a paradox when all that I see lying before me is a total contrast to what I hoped for to be. Fall was not a blooming,lovely start. It feels very mundane. It is as though everything has stopped and become very much immutable. Its like the perfect Fall going awry.

Lamentably, I have been into a few shitty events, to exemplify this would be that my stupid car was wrongly ordered. My music exam is up and I have been doing miserably, everyday feels daunting and I have no drive to attend college. I am no longer smiling on the inside and outside. Forcing it seems very much absurd. Because it just won't do. I find the only class worth of attending is THTR 101. It's like my happy place.

If there was anything I would ask for, I only wish to repudiate from all this shit. This semester makes my happiness so ephemeral, present so fleetingly as barely to exist.


Is my pursuit of happiness a chimera? Would it ever come to past?I hope that is not just merely a rhetorical question.

God please put a smile upon my face.

I hope from this point, life takes a 360 degree turn before it wears me out.


I hope better days come by.








I was not emo drunk, I was the other.

xoxo,
Dorie