Thursday, May 28, 2009

The Difference Between Love and Obsession?

What is the difference between the two?

I've posed this question and got an answer by my dearie:

'Love is when you wanna be with that person, grow old together and be with him/her for the rest of your life. Whereas obsession, you are crazy about this person and you wanna have this person."

Love?
what is love without obsession? I'm positive even the purest sweetest love would entangled by at least a slight of obsesiveness and possessiveness. But then again, possesive intertwine with jealousy(which I do not desire to comment on the latter)

Agree with me that love unites with obsessive feelings?

Does obsession stands on its own?
An instance, you think of this person, you fall very hard, wanting to be with him or her all the time. All of a sudden, a voice inside your twisted mind hum:
"Do you love him?"
"Maybe...but I can't stop thinking bout him day and night...am counting the days to spend more time together.Love?Well, I would love to meet him. But then again, I'm not sure...I don't know whether I love him."

Aha, could it be the flick of love?
Or its just mere obsessive feeling?
Obsession often mislead love - e.g It must be love since I think of him, wanting him, crazy bout him
And obsession also leads to lust...(do we need to elaborate on this?)

But I agree with the answer given earlier, that obsession is formed due to an uncontrollable anxiety...in a simple word 'crazy'. But one must caution it with a phrase 'thrill of a chase'.
After series of meeting...you sense that the obsession lessen from day to day...
There is no more thrill...no fun...not interested anymore...bye-bye?
Is it equivalents to rebound? (in a way it does contribute)

Agree with me that it is unhealthy for a relationship based on obsession?
Worse if it is one-sided emotions.
Example, A is obsessed with B while B doesn't bother bout A.
How do we cope then? Is it true love? Can love be nurture in this text?

Simplification:
Love + Obsession = True Love
Obsession - Love (or think it is love) = Disaster
Or Obsession - Love = Lust

Is it safe for me to differentiate it in such way?

Am I right?Or am i right?

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Dumpster

Now am a bit free.
Unlike when I was attached to the Magistrate court for a couple of weeks.
I must admit, it was insanly hectic.
I wonder, whether a busy court (mad house more like it) should there be only 1 officer to manage it? Frankly speaking...No.
The volume of work (fuhhh) and the snobish magistrate (not all, some) who thinks that the DPP attached to the court are their subordinate (Big Mistake).
But all in all, it was a good exposure, yet tiring.

So we are still trying to settle down at our new office.
At times there's electric short circuit...as a result, left us in the dark for a few hours.
And my cube? Nothing like a dumpster. Yes, am guilty of being too lazy to decorate my cube.
My problem is that, I have a big box containing all my office stuffs frommy old room to accomodate a lil cute cube. How? Banyak tu... (now I understand the anguish faced by Kak Fara when she had to unpack her stuffs from 1 whole house into a small room when she decided to move and rent a house with me then)

Anyway, last Saturday was 'Mother's Day' and I gave mama a card which describe her perfectly...a pic of a lady resting on a sofa holding a 'mom's mug' and at her feet there's a fat cat, chilling. Marvellous! And I then promised to cook for her the next day. So myself and Amy prepared steamboat for her. Which turn out to be, Amy and mama (the celebrated person) who prepared the meal since I was bogged down with work. Another weekend wasted with work. Sigh...
Should we opt for another work people?

Mazia called me earlier.
I was informed that her pet muttakose is dead (girls, pls call and comfort her)
Gonna hang out with her later...
Now I'm off to court.

Later.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Our New Sofa - Yey!


Last night myself and Amy went to hunt for Cavenzi's sofa. Thanks to my beloved Kak Su and her hubby together with the adorable Imaan, we went all the way to Pandan (I have no idea where) and bought a lovely red 'L' shape sofa. They gonna deliver it tonight (yey)

Did i ever mention that our house is very spacious? And it look even more since we don't have any furniture to stuff in it. Thus, our house is just like a cave i.e echo. And there are times when neither of us understand what we're talking bout when we talk from a distant (e.g when I'm at the kitchen cooking and Amy terlentang watching tv - a very normal scenario people). Therefore, in order to reduce the echo, am stuffing the house with macam2 (Amy alone is 'too small' to reduce it *evil grin*)

Anyway, altho I just spent on the sofa, am still religiously comply to my strict budget. Have to come up with RM5k for the UK and Europe trip this coming October. I just pray that by then the swine fever dah takde supaya dapat tour dengan hati dan jiwa yang tenang bersama-sama my fave people.

Later people.

Sunday, May 3, 2009



"Don't forget me"
"I wont remember anything else"

I saw this one movie the other day. A snippet taken where two lovers were in a commotion i.e on the verge of breaking up. I felt for the script at instant. Sweet...yet it is still painful.Obviously, no matter how amicable a break up is, the bitterness is still strong especially when unable to end it properly. Just to go through this pain, one even avoid of falling at the first place. Thus, closes his/her heart and shuts the feeling completely. But then again, it is normal for a person to fall in love and to fall out of love. The question is whether you have made the right choice?

One must bear in mind, if you are not meant to be with that person...no matter how hard you try or do...pointless as it is. In the end, put your chin up and learn to let go.

For God works in a mysterious ways.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night - Dylan Thomas

Altho am extremely tired after a long journey, yet I'm unable to sleep.
So, here we go...

Today is not as hectic as few days earlier.
As all are aware that tommorrow is Hari Pekerja...
Thus, I believe that everyone has their own plan.
My officemates are not excluded as well, a few stayed in JB,some left for their hometown. Mazia went off to her grandmother's arm back in Segamat. Before leaving, as usual she would hug me and promised to meet up next Monday.

Her grandparents' house is her sanctuary.As for me, it is none other than my lil blue room. It is the place to be. It is where I would just curl on my bed and hide myself from all the problems. As if a fortress where I could just spend hours day dreaming(that explains all the pimples on my forehead)
Here,I find a piece of mind...its serene ambiance soothes my emotion.
I truly agree with the phrase 'no place like home'

We pushed off around 8pm...kinda late. Expected to reach around 11 plus pm.
While I was driving, mom was half asleep...yet refuse to let me drive alone because I am in her black list driver...and to gain that trust? Forget it...
While seated at the backseat, Amy whom refused to listen to my songs dozed off with her mp3. My songs are not her cup of tea...Mazia would appreciate somehow. Amy is more to R&B and Hip Hop. I can't stand listening to her hip hop collection. Sorry dear.

While listening to my songs' collection, one track by PM Dawn triggered me.
Yes, the melancholy tune...
Yes, the cunning lyrics (which I never pay attention to before)
Oh what the heck...I'll just paste it here.

Die Without You
by PM Dawn

Is it my turn to wish you were lying here?
I tend to dream you when I'm not sleeping.

Is it my turn to fictionalize my world.
Or even imagine your emotions. Tell myself anything...

Is it my turn to hold you by your hands?
Tell you I love you and you not hear me...

Is it my turn to totally understand?
To watch you walk out of my life and not do a damn thing?

(Chorus)
If I have to give away...
The feeling that I feel.
If I have to sacrifice...
Oh, whatever babe, whatever baby.
If I have to take apart...
All that I am...
Is there anything that I would not do,
since I'd die without you...

Oh, I apologize for all the things I've done.
But now I'm underwater and I'm drowning...

Is it my turn to be the one to cry?
Isn't it amazing how some things completely turn around...

So take every little piece of my heart...
Yeah, take every little piece of my soul...
Yeah, take every little piece of my mind...
'Cause if you're gone... inside...
I'd die without you...


Interesting that the table has turned right?
And I wonder...