bench is beauty

i practically was brought up with the name BENCH at our household..my dad works for Ben Chan's brother..so he always bring me to BENCH whenever we comes home from China. I remember that when i needed a new polo shirt for the babtism of my cousin, i went to Bench to get a new Blue polo shirt but was scolded by my grandma because of my "kaartehan". but every now and then, and whenever i go to the malls. i never fail to vist BENCH. although their designs are nnot my type anymore, i still wish that i would one day get a new pair of shirt or whatever. their scents are great. i used atlantis before, who doesnt?! then dad gave me wired..my first ever perfume that lasted for a year since i wasnt that fragance conscious. then theres their slippers..i love them..those flipflops are relaxing to the feet. then i love their caps..i think i have a few and wouldlove to buy new ones again...

bitterness and denial

discovry and realization is the first stage of a breakup. discovery of the unfaithfulness is like a BOLUS fast IV push of penicilin...like splash of ice cold fucking water...and an incision without anesthesia..to discover is to swallow all your dreams for the two of you. then denial would come next..apathetic on all the events. seems nothing happened. the feelings are so heavy that you think your gonna be somatized. i cant breath and speak. but after it, the tears would flood the room. endless tears and blaming. rationalization of what he did and such but then you'd realize with the comfort of your friends that reality bites but you deserve better. stupidity is the common ilnes of intelligent people.....