WARNING!: THIS BLOG CONTAINS HIGH INTENSITY OF CHEESY-NESS. A SIDE OF ME YOU MAY HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE. DO KEEP A PUKE BUCKET AT BAY.YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

A New Friend




















Meet Mr.Plastic Hand.


I was bored.


Okay, bye.



My cheeks are tired.



Love,
Natasha A. Juan



*Thank you, for viewing.

You Wish You Were Here




















We live in a awesome world. In so many ways.

Location: Pandan Beach, Lundu (Kuching, Sarawak).




Love,
Natasha A. Juan

The Bull Sh!tted

Lies. It's like digging up your own grave. The best thing about knowing those who lies is when all along you have known the truth.


Oh. You can quote me.


Wait, I'm not finished. I am not playing GOD here. I just irks me that because of one lie led to a mass of trouble that ended with me stuck in between. Clean after your own poop, because you've got hands and you're not a dog.


Lie at your own risk. Do NOT trouble others.



*This entry has nothing to do with the loved ones.












Very much annoyed,
Natasha A. Juan

Toy Store


























I raided the toy store today.



Life's good.:)






Love,
Natasha A. Juan

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

A Movie I'll NEVER Watch


This is a movie I will never attempt to watch:
















Don't get me wrong. I love dogs. Way too much.

The reason I will not attempt to watch this is because I am 100% positively sure I will bawl my eyes out. Any movie related to animals I for one, will cry. I have read about the legendary Hachiko and no, I do not like how it ends.

I know I will cry during the movie, after the movie, once in awhile when looking at my dog, Jackie, once in awhile when I unconsciously thought about it, and every other time when I purposely think about it (don't ask me why, I don't know. It just happens).

I have seriously, a soft spot for animals (even when it's animated). And this will be something I will carry on forever since the first watch.

It has been 23 times of watching Free Willy since it 1st came out in 1994. Here we are in 2010, I still can't stop tearing up when ever I do watch it. I guess the sense of losing/ being apart of someone/ something you really love gets to me. Heck, I cried watching Toy Story 3.

That's why I enjoy watching violent movies like Scarface, 300 and The Hill's Have Eyes. There aren't any character(s) to sympathize, really. Plus the movies are merciless. Angst and violence, blood splatters, oooh, I love.

I'd prefer this:















than this:






















on any given day.



Okay, okay,  you got me. *hands up*


*Sighs*


Truthfully, I want to watch Hachiko so badly. But I'm scared. I might need someone to hold both my hands, hand me tissues, someone to hug and at the end, laugh. Because, I tend to feel rather silly afterwards. Hee.





To your dog, you are all it has. The love is real, the compassion is real. It has no tricks up it's furry paws. 
(Somehow, I have managed to turn this entry into a Public Service Announcement.)




I should stop now. *sits on her two hands*




Love,
Natasha A. Juan


Monday, October 25, 2010

Taking Any Given Sunday






















It's a bummer when my DSLR run's out of battery. Some photos here are taken using my pocket cam. I hope your weekend was as chilled as mine. I would like to thank Adrian for taking me to the beach as well.=)



Here's a superb song for you to start your week:




Thank you for viewing.




Natasha A. Juan

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Video Of The Week




Thanks to Irene Chan who tagged me on a Facebook post to this not-much-of-a-life-changing video.

My respond to this video was that I laughed non stop during the first few minutes. Then, I actually paid attention at this hypnotizing dance. My attention diverted from the dance to wondering if he was actually wearing undies. A bit after, I was thinking that he has such long, long hair. I'm guessing that if my hair was to be as long as that, may be I should do a dance video, post it on you tube, preferably semi naked of course (people might mistake my hair as a high fashion cape, hence, considered as clothes).

This video had 53,424 viewers, okeyhh. Hmm. I'd also have to grow a beard and a mustache. Then again, I am not too sure if my moves are as groovy as his.

I have another awesome video to share. Not too sure if you can see this, it's on Facebook. But here's the link anyway.

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=454068742979&ref=mf




Enjoy your weekend party beasts!




Your bodyrocker,
Natasha A. Juan

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Lunch Conversation

I saw a beehive when we were driving past St. Joseph's Secondary School today. I was out for lunch with my buddy, Fahriee. That, resulted to this conversation:


N: I'm scared of bees.

F: Why bah?

N: Because they fly any how they like, and I'm scared that it will sting me.

F: I am scared of cockroaches.

N: Why bah?

F: Because it can crawl in your ear and lay eggs.


=.="





You have been warned.







Natasha A. Juan

Good Morning

Ghost lover gave me 12 roses this morning, 11 real and one fake. He told me he will love me until the last one dies.

I love you ghost lover.









Natasha A. Juan

Ghost Lover Made Me Tea

He woke me up with a song. My eyes were still half shut as he brushed my hair of my face. I could only smile. He kissed my ear and whispered, "i love you". He pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around me. The warmth. That warmth, that he brings to me, felt ever so calming.

We talked and talked for hours.

Then, said it was time for him to leave.

He realized a frown that had formed on my forehead and said, "Don't you worry my love, we'll meet again. After all, were reaching the same rainbow's end."







Natasha A. Juan

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Art Is Subjective
























The artist: Melinda Boyce



I hope you love these as much as  did. Too cute, no?





Love,
Natasha A. Juan

Ghost Lover Please Come Back

Dear Ghost Lover,

You seem to have faded away. Is it me? Have I forgotten what it's like being with you? Everyone seems to keep on saying they have never left my side. That they have been here all along. Surrounded by many, I still feel lonely. Although grateful, theres a sense on emptiness in me.

I lost the drive to sing. I am uninspired. I lost my tracks. Have you swept them away? Please don't. Please don't. I can survive without you. I know i'll be fine. But I'd like you to stay. Please say you will stay. These days I feel numb. What I'm afraid is that one day, I might get use to you not being around. Truthfully, I'm scared. Because I know one day I'll be fine without you. I don't want that to happen. I just don't.













































I left this seat empty just for you.




p/s: I miss you terribly, please come back. Please?






Natasha A. Juan







Monday, October 18, 2010

H.O.M.E

                                                                                                  





































































Lot's of love,
Natasha A. Juan

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Can't We Try


























From where I was sitting. And no. I was not paid to put this up.


























Love always,
Natasha A. Juan

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Love Game

Love is a game and can be played by many.


But there are only two winners.








Ada berani kah, kawan?





With love,
Natasha A. Juan

Monday, October 11, 2010

Bako Trip: Teluk Pandan and Bako National Park

This was by far the best getaway I have ever been to:
                                                                                  













My superb companions. (Left: Harris, Right: Alin, Behind: Mr. Boatman)





















This Macaque is sly. It'll snatch any plastic bag on you.































The infamous Bako Sea Stack.






























I smiled and laughed all through out this journey like no ones business. This trip was all I needed. I had fantastic company, mind blowing scenery and on hell of an adrenaline filled 30 minute boat ride. The island was ours. :)


With love,
Natasha A. Juan