Nat King Cole…the legend

Smile

Smile though your heart is aching

Smile even though it's breaking

When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by

If you smile through your fear and sorrow

Smile and maybe tomorrow

You'll see the sun come shining through for you

If you feel discouraged and you’re about to give up ….and that all the things in life just keep making you sad at some point, I highly recommend you listen to Nat King Cole’s music. Above is a verse for one of my favorite...smile.

Allow me to bore you with detail but I can assure you it will be worth it.

Nathaniel Adams Cole's (March 17, 1919 – February 15, 1965), known professionally as Nat King Cole, was a musician who first came to prominence as a leading jazz pianist. He owes most of his popular musical fame to his soft baritone voice, which he used to perform in big band and jazz genres. He was one of the first black Americans to host a television variety show, and has maintained worldwide popularity since his death.

Now this guy, has sang one of the best songs ever…I mean of all time literally.

It’s not just his dangerously deep soft voice that makes you weak kneed but also the amazingly beautiful lyrics.

Oh you’ll know when you search and listen to him. He has sung some of my favorite songs of all time; smile, too young, autumn leaves, unforgettable, love….I can’t even decide which one’s the best.

All I know is all the time I listen to his music, my heart won’t stop skipping and melting and tears will keep falling sweetly down my face. I’ll act like those hopelessly romantic teenage high school girls sobbing over the biggest douche bag or like I am watching a romantic movie. Yes the lyrics have that impact.

The beauty, the purity the innocence and the irresistibility of his songs and lyrics is the ultimate joy anyone can have.

When I’m listening to his songs I won’t stop tweeting;

omg nat king cole just makes u fall in love over & over...then cry...then hit replay... then listen to all his albums again & again ♥ ♥

nate king cole...omg y dont people make songs like this anymore ♥ ♥ so soothing

oh old my hand and don't lemme faint omg omg nat king cole's music is doing this to me. <3 <3 my new found love

Lol I know I seem obsessed with him and I am. You guys will only get this vibe if you actually listen to his music.

This I strongly recommend with all my hear; I mean look how beautiful thse lyrics are;

Unforgettable

Unforgettable, that's what you are

Unforgettablethough near or far

Like a song of love that clings to me

How the thought of you does things to me

Never before has someone been more

Unforgettable in every way

And forever more, that's how you'll stay

That's why, darling, it's incredible

That someone so unforgettable

Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Now tell me you’re not in love already because I know I am and this is the greatest feeling ever. 

Count down…it’s official

Count down…it’s official....

Just a week left for me to finally say I am done with school or rather my semester… and woo-hoo; home run.

I am super excited. Finished most of my work today (just awaiting submission on Monday) and I couldn’t be happier.

I just had a beer to celebrate and I am super excited for the weekend although I may probably have to wait till next Friday when I am officially done with my sem- to go out to shake some stress…or more honestly my booty J.

Second year of University done…now awaiting senior year and finally grad ...all next year…

Anyway so I am super excited and I could probably die in my sleep because my count down’s so official now… One week to finish school then two weeks to go back home. Then ahead is 3 whole months of holiday.

I am getting super hyper with excitement right now and I am glad and lightening up. I might even go out tonight. After all I deserve it after 3 weeks of not going out and working every single day (even on the weekend) and staying in school till 8pm to finish most of my work today.

So tick tock goes my countdown with my smiley face on the clock face.

my miracle (early weekend)

Being super busy when I have just a few weeks left to finish school sem is the usual story.

You week, all weekend – all night and all day but the work just seems to be piling up somehow.

Taking an overdose of coffee nightly to keep awake and moisturizing your hair twice a day so it does not fall out from stress is the order of the day.

Finally, this huge miracle happens and you find out you don’t just have one but two holidays during the week.

Finally one day to rest a bit-thank heavens for Malaysia that has random holidays especially when you need it the most.

So my program line-up is already well queued up in my mind; watch once upon a time one of my favorite series and then maybe have a drink or two or three and I am not talking about red bull….because I don’t have to stay awake doing work just this once.

Now I am smiling wider than sponge bob because my Monday’s not so bad already…sleep, shisha and maybe a drink or two….

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I could make breakfast on my head if it was possible…

I could drink a beer through my hair if it wasn’t flat…

I could make salsa sauce on my head and eat it if it was hot…

I could stir fry garlic, onions and pepper with olive oil if I could…

…but the heat would be too low to cook them…

I could easily do all this because in my hair …

My hair has had eggs, olive oil, coconut oil, chili and beer…

Soon, it will have some garlic and onion too…bananas, avocado and some tomatoes…

Lemon, thyme, rosemary and Aloe Vera…

Yes I am willing to treat my hair to all this …

…Because Mother Nature knows best what really grows out hair the finest…

Maybe I will treat it today, tomorrow or next week or in two weeks…

… but pretty soon I could make, lunch, dinner and breakfast on my head…

it's just a phase (emo/ bipolar diaries)

Maybe I am having my little dramatic episodes like I always do time and again…

 The ones that I usually get when agitation washes over me like fiery acid on a cruel home wrecker’s shameless face.

 Maybe it’s a cry for help or an attention seeking stunt… like some people think.

 But who are they to judge me; they probably don’t know me… and never will...

…Bipolar, schizophrenic, drama queen, attention seeker- I’ve been called all these…

Some people think I can get real hormonal…

Some people say I am just so fixated that I keep reliving my obscure teenage quagmire days over and over intuitively …

...just like Charlize Theron in the young adult- except I am not in my late thirties and I am not planning on stealing someone’s husband…

My mind has the wildest and most peculiar imaginations but then gain let’s not go there…

Sometimes, I feel semi-suicidal and I will smile myself to sleep…

 Sometimes, I’ll pull out my own hair and nails just to get the satisfaction that I am getting punished for all the horrible things I have done in the past…

But then again I remember that God is the ultimate judge and righter of wrongs…

I have no right whatsoever to do his job…

Never forgetting, that this is just a stage I go through every once in a while….

… I feel very hormonal like I having my PMS (even if I am not), I get super moody like Blair Waldorf on a regular untimely basis and I am super aggressive like a maniac...

 It scares me, it really does…

But then again, it’s just a phase… I know it will pass…

Maybe not now, but soon enough…

 A spur, a massage a beer and a few tequilas must be able to fix this…

 If not then there’s always church.

Home Sweet home

Count down to go home

Tick-tock, tick-tock goes my mental clock almost so loud it’s giving me a sinfully sweet headache. I totally can’t wait for my academic year to end and totally go home. I am so excited I can barely sleep…actually I literally can’t sleep.

It’s that exhilarating time of the year when you just have a few days left to go home. Oh home sweet home…what could possibly be any better…

…Waking up to the sweet smell of farmer’s choice sausages being  grilled, bacon being microwaved and eggs being  scrambled down stairs in the kitchen followed by the semi-loud sound of the blender crushing fruit into a smoothie….waking me up only slightly to remind me breakfast’s on the way…

…oh the thoughts home brings to my head, the warmth it covers my heart with…

Now it’s just a couple of weeks left, submissions of final projects and assignments are due very soon and I am working my ass off to finish on time because all that’s on my mind is home sweet home..

..Mother’s warm hug, my sisters huge smiles and dad’s loving “welcome back” immediately I land home is all that I am looking forward as I wait to go home.

East or west home’s always best and no matter how far I travel, home is always going to be where I ultimately want to be…

3 weeks to go seems like a lifetime right now but I am so positive and patient as I wait because home is just a dream away anyway…