How old would you go?

The question is no longer how low you can go. THe more relevant question in the modern day is: how old will you go?

There is always something about older men that is appealing. Some really do mature like wine. Before you go "eek" on me, hear me out.

Older men are better in many ways:
1. Since girls are more mature than guys, guys need age to compensate.
2. Older men are more grounded. They care but are still independent. They have gone through the "bro before hoe" stages.(hopefully)
3. Older men have better dress senses. I am not talking about your grandpas or your dad's fashion. I am talking about men in their 30s, with their suits, and trench coats, and those adorable Gucci black glasses.
4. Older men know the best places to eat and to travel. After all they have had 10 years earlier start.
5. Most importantly, older men appreciate girls more. They are less shallow and look for women they can respect, who will be a perfect role models for their offsprings rather than easy lays. They will care for you and support you.

Unfortunately, older men have flaws too.

1. firstly, why are they still unmarried?
2. What baggage are they carrying? This directly links with no.1
3. If they are less shallow, why would they go for a young chick in her 20s, probably prancing around in a short skirt.
4. If the theory is true and all good guys have been taken by their 20s. Does that mean the single 30 years old men are the left overs that no other women wants? Are they like sale items that have been marked 50% off, then 20% on top of that and 20% more? People always like what they can't have. So if no one wants him, do you really want Mr oldy?

To you readers, which older celebrity would you go for? And lastly, how old would you go?

My oldy crush will always be Robert Downey Jr. Johny Depp is too dirty, and George Clooney is just blah. But Robert with his alcoholism is the "iron" man for me. Pun intended. OH I nearly forgot, Robert also sings. When he sang "Every Breath you take" to Ally McBeal....oh my goodness, I was so jealous. (YOUTUBE HIM)

Robert today:





Robert back then:




SO, how old would I actually date? My age + 10.

XO

If I'm not in love with you

Sometimes, we get so busy, that we forget about love.

We are so concerned about our exams, our careers, our need and want for material goods that we forget about love. I don't just mean romantic love, but love for your family, as well as the things you love to do.

I am saddened by the people who love another so much, but are afraid to say it.I know it hurts like hell if it doesn't work out, but the things you are scared of are usually the most worthwhile. Romantic love hardly ever comes along. Most of the times, either you like someone and they don't like you back, or the other way around. But what if it is mutual? How would you know if you don't say it or if you don't try it? My suggestion is that you should try it, be naive.....atleast then you have nothing to regret, you tried everything right?

The inspiration behind this blog post is "If i'm not in love" by Faith Hill

IF I'M NOT IN LOVE (Faith Hill)

If I'm not in love with you
What is this I'm going through
Tonight



And if my heart is lying then
What should I believe in
Why do I go crazy
Every time I think about you, baby
Why else do I want you like I do
If I'm not in love with you



And if I don't need your touch
Why do I miss you so much
Tonight



If it's just infatuation then
Why is my heart aching
To hold you forever
Give a part of me I thought I'd never
Give again to someone I could lose
If I'm not in love with you

Why in every fantasy
Do I feel your arms embracing me
Lovers lost in sweet desire
Why in dreams do I surrender
Lying with you baby
Someone help explain this feeling
Someone tell me



If I'm not in love with you
What is this I'm going through
Tonight

And if my heart is lying then what should I believe in
Why do I go crazy
Every time I think about you baby
Why else do I want you like I do
If I'm not in love with you



Please slow down..check out the song. It's a beauty.

XO

Anything is possible..right?

I am a University Student, I am poor, I can not afford a flat but I do love mansions.
Some girls may enjoy clubbing, lesbian kissing and sticking their heads in toilets on a friday or saturday night, I chose to spend hours and hours scrolling through Domain.com to check out the latest property, and desiretoinspire.com to find the latest decorating inspirations.

There is something about mansions that get me. It's not their grandness, but rather their secrecy. Most of them are hidden behind trees and are barely visible from the streets, but once you enter those enormous iron gates, they tower over you. No houses are made like that anymore. No matter how hard suburbs like Nunawading, Dandenong, Wheelers Hill try to build grand scale houses, the effect is not there. They are just not comparable. They lack quality. Sure they have pools and tennis courts..but do they have the arched hallways, the detailed carvings on the corner of the buildings. Do they have high ceilings, beautifully stained windows? I can go on....and on........

Here is a taste of these beautiful mansions...(to my banker friends, may I please have one of the following:)

367 Beaconsfield Prade, St Kilda



49 St Georges Street, Toorak


Stonington Mansions



65 Clendon Road Toorak




If Jessica Watson can sail around the world unassisted, surely I can buy a mansion. After all she did say "any thing is possible". Kristy - the next mansion owner.

So dearest readers, please support my cause. Rich billionaires - please call me.

Xo

A picture can speak 1000 words, but it is mostly lies.

Dearest friends,


How often have you stalked your friends' facebook pictures, paused and said "awww, they are the perfect couple". I have done that so many times. Happy couples at dinner or on vacation posing for the camera, with their arms draped around each other, the sun setting behind them....Lovely, just lovely. Why can't my boyfriend and I be like....(actually, my bf and I take awful photos together, something is always not right, either me or him)

But for those couples that have perfected the art of Kodak moment pictures, 2 weeks..1 month later..Facebook informs me that my friend is now single.

So what happened? What could have torn them up?
A picture may last forever, but relationships don't. (Most of them) A happy couple in a photo is simply a photo with a happy couple. As depressing as that may seem.
Every couple has their issues, no amount of PDA can dissolve these issues. Funnily enough, it's mostly the PDA couples that break up. Man how tedious it must be, to have to delete all those photos off your facebook.

The moral of the story is, the next time I see a picture of a guy staring lovingly in to a girl's eyes. I know to myself, it's nothing to wish for. Because more likely than not, it is a "still" moment that will end up in the recycle bin of their computer.

I hope I have instilled enough pessimism in you for this week.

Have a lovely weekend!

Something about most girls......

I just love this quote from a movie, it says it all about most girls and perhaps boys. The cynicism that affects us all. Guess which movie?

YOU KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU,

MISS WHOEVER-YOU-ARE?
U CALL YOURSELF A FREE SPIRIT,A WILD THING.
YOU'RE TERRIFIED SOMEBODY'S GOING TO STICK YOU IN A CAGE.

WELL, BABY, YOU'RE ALREADY IN THAT CAGE.

YOU BUILT IT YOURSELF.

AND IT'S NOT BOUNDED BY TULIP, TEXAS,OR SOMALILAND.IT'S WHEREVER YOU GO.

BECAUSE NO MATTER WHERE YOU RUN,

YOU JUST END UP RUNNING INTO YOURSELF.







I have been listening to alot of Sinatra lately. Abit of Moon River, Get Happy and Strangers in the Night. What does that say about me? Perhaps I was born in the wrong era. Where has all the romance gone. Sometimes I wonder if feminism, women rights have driven away all the romance from the guys. Girls want independence, they want to work, they want to support themselves. At the same time, guys no longer feel the need to protect girls and provide for the girls, to treat them well. Why do they have to now when girls can do it all on their own. It is really sad. Why does it have to be all or nothing?

My Prada

Hi everyone!

It's been a while. No, I am not dead or sick. I have just been flat out busy.

My birthday was a week ago, and it was great. Thanks for all your lovely wishes.

Like any girl, I love getting what I want. I will work hard to get it. Well, let me introduce you to my new Prada. Yes I have a Prada bag.

I can't wait for it to be couried over on Wednesday.

Hope you are all well!

Xo

Ps. I have been sleeping so well lately. For a while I started to get insomnia, where I lay awake for hours and hours. But these days. I can sleep for 9 hours straight no problem. I think the secret is eye mask. It darkens the room and relaxes me. LOL random point. See ya.

How to handle stress.

Ladies and Gentleman, I know most of you are really stressed out atm.

So here is a tip to relax.

1. go into a quiet room

2. light a candle

3. Put on HOllywood Undead - Undead

4. Turn it up to the highest volume, with extra bass.

5. Now sing your lungs out. Here is the lyrics:

You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
Thirty deep he's down to brawl
Fuck those haters I see,
Cause I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck,
You little punk,
You little fucking disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm,
Boulevard,
Brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs- we never go far,
And when you see us motherfuckers,
Better know who we are.

I got one thing to say to punks who hate,
Motherfuckers You better watch what you say.
From these industry fucks,
To these faggot ass punks,
You don't know what it takes,
To get this motherfucking truck.

I'm already loud maybe,
It's a little too late,
Johny's taking hands up, with all the faggots who hate,
Cause I'm god motherfucker and there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I'm a god motherfucker and it's judgment day!

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.

I'm getting used to this nuisance,
And all the fags who bad mouth this music,
How fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this,
You cowards can't, never will, don't even try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I played the bill, I nearly died for this music.

You make me wanna run around, pulling my guns out and shit,
Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on this bitch,
how ignorant you gotta be to believe any of this?
You need to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge,

What? You can't see the sarcasm in the verses I spit?
What? You think I just got lucky and didn't work for this shit?
Bitch. I've been working at this ever since I was a kid,
I played a million empty shows to only family and friends.

What kind of person gets disembanded and deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's lips.
That shits as worse as it gets.
This verse is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend's tits.

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.

White boys with tattoos,
We are pointing right at you,
We are breaking everything, r-rowdy like a classroom,
Pack of wolves,
'Cause we don't follow the rules,
And when you're running your mouth,
Our razor blades come out,
Because it's nothing in my mouth except my dick and what I spit,
So my dick is in my hand when I respond to faggots talking shit,
Speaking of fags, already wrap with the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.

Why you always pressin?
You know I'm never stressing,
With fucking DMS,
J-Johny to my left,
Got Phantom and the rest,
Who are down to rep the west,
A grew up by drive-by's and L.A gang signs,

So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta?
What the fuck do you know about being in danger?
You ain't doing this, so you know you're just talking shit.
Mad at all of us because every song is a fucking hit.

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
Ya no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you drop when we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you fucker's just die, (die) (Undead!)


Good luck!