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Thursday, 31 August 2006
I really am keeping unhealthy hours huh........It is like 0130 in the morning and my body is crying for rest. Bad me. Had a killer migraine few days ago. Went all the way with me till last morning, when I killed it by popping a Panadol Extra.
I should be getting to sleep.
I can't wait for tomorrow to be over, as I'm off work on fridays and saturdays. Yippee.
Wee Hee.
Witness my excitement.
I'd been thinking a lot recently. Oh, the usual...with regards to the future, general tiredness, money, my falling...etc...
I am trying to decide if I should sign up for practical driving lessons. It is quite costly, you know. To add to that, I am planning to learn violin too. I really must put into good use; the violin which Jimmy had gave me, more than a year ago. I had promised him that the next time he comes back, I'll play him a song.
Why do I want to learn to drive anyway? Having a car in Singapore is super, super costly. Haiz. Very tempted. At the moment, my dream car is a Jeep. Why? Cuz, the cute guy, Ji Seong, in Save Your Last Dance for Me, drove that too. I'm crazy.
Yah.
Maybe.
Saw Danny at J8 a few days ago. On Monday, I believe. He was there to collect his Ipod, only to find out that it wasn't ready for collection. Lol.
When I was a child, my dream car was a red sports car; because red was my favourite colour then, in addition, sports cars are fast, cool and exciting.
When I grew up, I have 2 favourite cars. Convertibles and Volkswagen Beetle. The former because I had read about it in Nancy Drew; in fact, she drove a convertible; and I'd thought that it would be really great to drive through the streets at night, with the top down. The VW, it is because he likes that car, though I am not sure if he still does. Seeing it always reminds me of him.
On Sunday night, I ordered a few Cantonese opera VCDs and the Save Your Last Dance for Me OST from an online site. My parents like these two persons in particular: 任剑飞 and 白雪仙. Searched through the whole site to find their VCDs. The last I checked, the stuff are on their way here. I can't wait to get my hands on them, especially my OST and I hope to see the happiness on my parents' faces when I produced the VCDs.
I had started on polishing my Mandarin, by reading chinese novels. I had bought a few of them, some years back; but had fallen back on english books, as they still speak best to me. Recently, a friend lent me one, the storyline is good, but the style, doesn't speak to me. Today, she introduced 胆小鬼 by 洛炜, to me. It is really wonderful!=) Captivating plot and good writting style. Hee. I am going to start on the next book once I am done with the current one. That reminds me, I should go and dig out my previous chinese novels.
I was reading some Naruto fanfiction on Sasuke and Sakura. Came across a few good ones (though sad), and here I was thinking that I had already read all the good ones.
Here is the link to it: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2964388/2/
And the following is a line from the above story:
- Sakura
I should be getting to sleep.
I can't wait for tomorrow to be over, as I'm off work on fridays and saturdays. Yippee.
Wee Hee.
Witness my excitement.
I'd been thinking a lot recently. Oh, the usual...with regards to the future, general tiredness, money, my falling...etc...
I am trying to decide if I should sign up for practical driving lessons. It is quite costly, you know. To add to that, I am planning to learn violin too. I really must put into good use; the violin which Jimmy had gave me, more than a year ago. I had promised him that the next time he comes back, I'll play him a song.
Why do I want to learn to drive anyway? Having a car in Singapore is super, super costly. Haiz. Very tempted. At the moment, my dream car is a Jeep. Why? Cuz, the cute guy, Ji Seong, in Save Your Last Dance for Me, drove that too. I'm crazy.
Yah.
Maybe.
Saw Danny at J8 a few days ago. On Monday, I believe. He was there to collect his Ipod, only to find out that it wasn't ready for collection. Lol.
When I was a child, my dream car was a red sports car; because red was my favourite colour then, in addition, sports cars are fast, cool and exciting.
When I grew up, I have 2 favourite cars. Convertibles and Volkswagen Beetle. The former because I had read about it in Nancy Drew; in fact, she drove a convertible; and I'd thought that it would be really great to drive through the streets at night, with the top down. The VW, it is because he likes that car, though I am not sure if he still does. Seeing it always reminds me of him.
On Sunday night, I ordered a few Cantonese opera VCDs and the Save Your Last Dance for Me OST from an online site. My parents like these two persons in particular: 任剑飞 and 白雪仙. Searched through the whole site to find their VCDs. The last I checked, the stuff are on their way here. I can't wait to get my hands on them, especially my OST and I hope to see the happiness on my parents' faces when I produced the VCDs.
I had started on polishing my Mandarin, by reading chinese novels. I had bought a few of them, some years back; but had fallen back on english books, as they still speak best to me. Recently, a friend lent me one, the storyline is good, but the style, doesn't speak to me. Today, she introduced 胆小鬼 by 洛炜, to me. It is really wonderful!=) Captivating plot and good writting style. Hee. I am going to start on the next book once I am done with the current one. That reminds me, I should go and dig out my previous chinese novels.
I was reading some Naruto fanfiction on Sasuke and Sakura. Came across a few good ones (though sad), and here I was thinking that I had already read all the good ones.
Here is the link to it: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2964388/2/
And the following is a line from the above story:
"I thought for sure, that you would’ve been the one to save me…"
- Sakura
Light my path
1:36:00 am
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Saturday, 26 August 2006
I'd been watching a Korean drama entitled - Save Your Last Dance For Me (最后之舞）. It's such a wonderful show (currently airing on Channel U on Mondays & Tuesdays, from 1900-2000)....plus there's plenty of eye-candy too...=) Ji Sung is so cute!! Very boyish looking......*drools...drools....drools..* I never ceased to be amazed at some people's acting skills, or rather, their skillful manipulation of their facial expressions; from the eyebrows to the painful swallowing of their throats. Two such people I can name, are Julian Cheung and Ji Sung. I love their expressive facial expressions.
Below are some pictures of Ji Sung. So cute, right? Can't help but like him to bits, cuz he's real good in portraying his character..=) Plus, his boyish good looks.....*faints*
"就算在人群中，
就算那个人没有在看着我，
但我就是会看到她。
因为我的眼中也只会看到她。"
- 姜玄宇 （最后之舞）
Light my path
11:33:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Monday, 21 August 2006
Hmm…thought I would put up a post, after all; I am doing it quite regularly now, so why not continue with it, right??
Worked half day as usual today. I had wanted to go for foot massage today, but decided in favour of going back home to relax. I was pretty glad when 4pm rolled around and scooted off as soon as I was able to. On the way to the MRT station, I turned back to the mall; deciding to withdraw some cash, so that I could buy some drinks at the 7-Eleven near my place. Remembering that my mother likes the Old Wife Biscuits from the shop in the basement, I went and bought half a dozen for her.
After some consideration and debating, I decided to get my drinks at the NTUC instead, assuming that they would be cheaper. Guess what, I was right too! The drinks are much cheaper than the one which I had bought (with Shuhui) at the 7-Eleven at Sun Plaza. Hooper’s Hooch is going for like $4.50, while that time, I paid like $7+. Lol. What a big difference.
I had wanted to try out other flavours, but there’s only blackcurrant available from Hooch. I got a bottle of that and a lime flavoured one from Bacardi, or something like that, adding a small bag of potato chips to the purchase. Heard that it is not good to drink on an empty stomach, for the person will get drunk easily.
I headed back after paying and reached home around ten past five. After dumping the drinks into the freezer, I went to change and did my laundry. Once I was done, I switched on the television and got out the Bacardi and potato chips. I do not think I will be buying that brand again. For one, my house does not have the proper equipment to open the bottle, second; I injured my finger when I forced open the bottle with a pair of scissors; third, it does not taste very nice. There.
After downing the Bacardi, I started on Hooch. Aaa…..it was much better than the former…=) It was cool, yet warm after more slid down my throat. Almost like drinking Ribena, except for the warm feeling. Add in the chips…….yummy chips…
I continued watching the HK drama, while waiting for my laundry to be done. What was that show?? Yes……Healing Hands III, pretty good show, only got to watch the last few minutes of the episode. I was quite bummed to find that one of the characters was killed. Drats.
Moved on to another show. One starring Nnadia Chan and Steven Ma. It was the last 2 episodes…Whee…Lucky me…=) Good to have caught the ending.
Some time during the show, I made a move to the rest room and found that the effects of the alcohol were taking place. I was starting to feel pretty woozy, like my body wasn’t really controlled by myself, feeling quite detached, though my mind was still as sharp. It was just the sense of detachment. Pretty funny. Ha. I can assure you that I am in my right mind now though, for the effects had worn off long ago. So this is how one feels when he/she is getting drunk? I wonder what would have had happened if I drank 3 bottles, instead?
Let’s leave that experiment for another time.
Wee hee………….I can’t wait…=)
Lol.
Just do things in moderation.
Yep, I will.
I am a good girl.
And now, it is time for this good little girl to move on to some other stuff. Like start on the Korean VCDs, which she had bought last week, - Save Me the Last Dance.
Worked half day as usual today. I had wanted to go for foot massage today, but decided in favour of going back home to relax. I was pretty glad when 4pm rolled around and scooted off as soon as I was able to. On the way to the MRT station, I turned back to the mall; deciding to withdraw some cash, so that I could buy some drinks at the 7-Eleven near my place. Remembering that my mother likes the Old Wife Biscuits from the shop in the basement, I went and bought half a dozen for her.
After some consideration and debating, I decided to get my drinks at the NTUC instead, assuming that they would be cheaper. Guess what, I was right too! The drinks are much cheaper than the one which I had bought (with Shuhui) at the 7-Eleven at Sun Plaza. Hooper’s Hooch is going for like $4.50, while that time, I paid like $7+. Lol. What a big difference.
I had wanted to try out other flavours, but there’s only blackcurrant available from Hooch. I got a bottle of that and a lime flavoured one from Bacardi, or something like that, adding a small bag of potato chips to the purchase. Heard that it is not good to drink on an empty stomach, for the person will get drunk easily.
I headed back after paying and reached home around ten past five. After dumping the drinks into the freezer, I went to change and did my laundry. Once I was done, I switched on the television and got out the Bacardi and potato chips. I do not think I will be buying that brand again. For one, my house does not have the proper equipment to open the bottle, second; I injured my finger when I forced open the bottle with a pair of scissors; third, it does not taste very nice. There.
After downing the Bacardi, I started on Hooch. Aaa…..it was much better than the former…=) It was cool, yet warm after more slid down my throat. Almost like drinking Ribena, except for the warm feeling. Add in the chips…….yummy chips…
I continued watching the HK drama, while waiting for my laundry to be done. What was that show?? Yes……Healing Hands III, pretty good show, only got to watch the last few minutes of the episode. I was quite bummed to find that one of the characters was killed. Drats.
Moved on to another show. One starring Nnadia Chan and Steven Ma. It was the last 2 episodes…Whee…Lucky me…=) Good to have caught the ending.
Some time during the show, I made a move to the rest room and found that the effects of the alcohol were taking place. I was starting to feel pretty woozy, like my body wasn’t really controlled by myself, feeling quite detached, though my mind was still as sharp. It was just the sense of detachment. Pretty funny. Ha. I can assure you that I am in my right mind now though, for the effects had worn off long ago. So this is how one feels when he/she is getting drunk? I wonder what would have had happened if I drank 3 bottles, instead?
Let’s leave that experiment for another time.
Wee hee………….I can’t wait…=)
Lol.
Just do things in moderation.
Yep, I will.
I am a good girl.
And now, it is time for this good little girl to move on to some other stuff. Like start on the Korean VCDs, which she had bought last week, - Save Me the Last Dance.
Light my path
11:30:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Thursday, 17 August 2006
Hmm....I hope this will be a short post, for I want to turn in early. I have finally decided to jump into action and drag my sorry ass to the gym tomorrow morning.
After work today, I went to meet up with Alvin at Clementi and the 2 of us went on to Jurong Point, where we joined up with Guo Yi.
As there was still around an hour before the agreed upon time, we walked around and ended up in Life Book Shop and Courts where we spent most of our time. When Danny and Zhiwei had arrived, we decided to catch a flick as we weren't hungry yet.
Click was a great choice. Despite its sexual innuendoes, it was humourous, realistic, reflecting humans' weaknesses, follies and greed; and at parts, just damn sad. Adam Sandler (hope I got it right), is at his usual best. From what I had seen of his previous movies, most of them were funny, at times, silly? I'd thought Click to be another funny movie, I was quite wrong. Oh, don't get me wrong, some parts are funny and will have you in stitch; but as the movie went on and the story unfurled, human-ness was being portrayed very well.
In life, there are many beautiful and wonderful things, don't forget or neglect these things or people, in chase of our dreams and visions; only to find a bowl of cornflakes instead of a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow (there is a saying that there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow).
It was really painful, watching Michael (Adam Sandler) struggle. He had only wanted a break from the shit that life throws, only to start losing the most precious things in his life when he, in a moment of weakness, took the easy way out.
Very touching. Great ending. Humourous. Need I say more? It comes highly recommended.
After the movie, the 5 of us went to Swensens for dinner (I was teased a little due to my inability to make up my mind on what to order.......sob) and chatted over food.
I guess, we've all grown up and moved on in life. What had once bound us together, is no longer existent. Will we still be as close as before? Or be reduced to merely knowing that the other is still around some where?
After work today, I went to meet up with Alvin at Clementi and the 2 of us went on to Jurong Point, where we joined up with Guo Yi.
As there was still around an hour before the agreed upon time, we walked around and ended up in Life Book Shop and Courts where we spent most of our time. When Danny and Zhiwei had arrived, we decided to catch a flick as we weren't hungry yet.
Click was a great choice. Despite its sexual innuendoes, it was humourous, realistic, reflecting humans' weaknesses, follies and greed; and at parts, just damn sad. Adam Sandler (hope I got it right), is at his usual best. From what I had seen of his previous movies, most of them were funny, at times, silly? I'd thought Click to be another funny movie, I was quite wrong. Oh, don't get me wrong, some parts are funny and will have you in stitch; but as the movie went on and the story unfurled, human-ness was being portrayed very well.
In life, there are many beautiful and wonderful things, don't forget or neglect these things or people, in chase of our dreams and visions; only to find a bowl of cornflakes instead of a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow (there is a saying that there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow).
It was really painful, watching Michael (Adam Sandler) struggle. He had only wanted a break from the shit that life throws, only to start losing the most precious things in his life when he, in a moment of weakness, took the easy way out.
Very touching. Great ending. Humourous. Need I say more? It comes highly recommended.
After the movie, the 5 of us went to Swensens for dinner (I was teased a little due to my inability to make up my mind on what to order.......sob) and chatted over food.
I guess, we've all grown up and moved on in life. What had once bound us together, is no longer existent. Will we still be as close as before? Or be reduced to merely knowing that the other is still around some where?
Light my path
12:20:00 am
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Tonight's wind is so gentle,
Caressing. A feather-like touch.
Gentling this wounded heart.
Gentle and beautiful, it is.
Even making those whom she touches,
Appear to be like her.
Yet, on this quiet night,
Her gentle caresses,
Only made this soul even lonelier.
For she blows past.
Bypassing me...
In the end,
I am still alone.
Light my path
12:11:00 am
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Monday, 14 August 2006
Karyn White - Superwoman
Early in the morning I put breakfast at your table,
and make sure that your coffee has its sugar and cream...
Your eggs are overeasy, your toast unlikely,
all that's missing is your morning kiss that used to greet me...
Now you say the juice is sour, it used to be so sweet,
and I can't help but to wonder if you're talking about me...
We don't talk the way we used to talk, it's hurting so deep,
I've got my pride, I will not cry, but it's making me weak...
I'm not your superwoman...
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down,
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
I fought my way through the rush hour trying to make it home just for you...
I want to make sure that your dinner will be waiting for you...
But when you get there, you just tell me you're not hungry at all,
you said you'd rather read the paper and you don't want to talk...
You like to think that I'm just crazy when I say that you've changed,
I'm convinced I know the problem, you don't love me the same...
You're just going through the motions and you're not being fair,
I've got my pride, I will not cry, still I can't help but care!!!
I'm not your superwoman...(oh no no no!!!)
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...(I'm only human!!!)
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
I'm not your superwoman...
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
Oooh, baby!!!
Look into the corners of your mind,
I'll always be there for you through good and bad times,
but I can't be the superwoman that you want me to be!!
I'll give my everlasting love if you'll return love to me!!
I'm not your superwoman!!!!
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
Oh!!! If you feel it in your heart and you understand me,
stop right where you are, everybody sing along with me!
(hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo...)
I'm the kind of girl that can treat you so sweet,
but you got to realize that you got to be sweeter to me!!!
I need love, I need just your love, I'm not your superwoman...
This is a song which I had heard on Sunday. Thought it pretty good.
Early in the morning I put breakfast at your table,
and make sure that your coffee has its sugar and cream...
Your eggs are overeasy, your toast unlikely,
all that's missing is your morning kiss that used to greet me...
Now you say the juice is sour, it used to be so sweet,
and I can't help but to wonder if you're talking about me...
We don't talk the way we used to talk, it's hurting so deep,
I've got my pride, I will not cry, but it's making me weak...
I'm not your superwoman...
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down,
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
I fought my way through the rush hour trying to make it home just for you...
I want to make sure that your dinner will be waiting for you...
But when you get there, you just tell me you're not hungry at all,
you said you'd rather read the paper and you don't want to talk...
You like to think that I'm just crazy when I say that you've changed,
I'm convinced I know the problem, you don't love me the same...
You're just going through the motions and you're not being fair,
I've got my pride, I will not cry, still I can't help but care!!!
I'm not your superwoman...(oh no no no!!!)
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...(I'm only human!!!)
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
I'm not your superwoman...
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
Oooh, baby!!!
Look into the corners of your mind,
I'll always be there for you through good and bad times,
but I can't be the superwoman that you want me to be!!
I'll give my everlasting love if you'll return love to me!!
I'm not your superwoman!!!!
I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
and think that everything is okay...
Boy I am only human...
This girl needs more than occasional hugs
as a token of love from you to me...
Oh!!! If you feel it in your heart and you understand me,
stop right where you are, everybody sing along with me!
(hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo...)
I'm the kind of girl that can treat you so sweet,
but you got to realize that you got to be sweeter to me!!!
I need love, I need just your love, I'm not your superwoman...
This is a song which I had heard on Sunday. Thought it pretty good.
Light my path
9:46:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Hmm...worked half shift today. After knocking off, I went to Seiyu to get some daily necessities and got my hair trimmed at EC House.
It was fairly empty and I was attended to as soon as I had paid. The hairdresser was not bad looking, got me more than a little nervous.....T.T
Boy, was I surprised when he initiated a conversation with me after I'd told him how I want my hair cut.
*Little hearts*
Lol.
Turns out he was sitting at the benches near my workplace, thus he'd seen me.
Ha.
My hair turned out alright, I think...=]
I think today was a crazy day at work. At least for me.
My friend from the neighbouring pushcart bought a new manga. It is pretty good. I like the story line. Though, at some parts, I had felt quite sad. In a way, I can relate to the lead character's feelings. Some times, when a thing happens, it has happened. There is no way you can forget or move on. True, you can pretend, everyone's pretending; but, deep down, this matter had happened and can't be wiped away just like that. It was merely shoved and swept beneath the carpet.
Not every thing can be started over again. Things won't always be alright. Pretending that it has never happened, will only make things more strained, thus I can relate to the lead's actions - cutting it off. For things could never be the same for her again.
But, I am thankful that, for me, things were alright. I can still go on as per normal. Whatever normal is...=)
I reached home around 1730. My 2nd sister was here too. She was making dinner. She is currently swaering off all meat, for the sake of Whiskey, so as to let him be able to go to heaven.
This. This is sad and ridiculous at the same time.
Ridiculous because animals have no souls and they most likely are just gone like that (the 2nd part is my opinion). Whiskey is already dead. What one does after his death, is of no consequence to Whiskey's destination. Sad because my sister has the hope that it will help him to go to heaven.
Some people prefer to hear a white lie, thus they can have some semblance of hope. For me, I prefer harsh reality. Even if it is truly cutting and devastating, I will still choose to know the whole truth. It may be too horrible, too much to bear. But, for myself, it is better than to go on, on some thing that isn't true, to have hope; in the end, when the hope is crushed beyond doubt, the effects will be even more devastating than before.
At least, with the truth, you will know everything and stop hoping for some thing to change, for a miracle. Only to be completely and utterly crushed when all hope's gone.
Reality's cold, harsh, cruel...etc, etc.....
But, at least, it never lies. It only hurts once. No matter how much it hurts. It is only once.
Hope gives life, energy, new things happens....etc..
But how painful, how very painful it is, when all's a lie.
I spent my evening watching television shows with my sister. There was a HK drama serial on rerun. It was pretty scary at times and the plot a little more complicated than I would have liked, for relaxation. After that nerve-wrecking show, we tuned in to Channel U and watched the Korean drama - Save Me the Last Dance. I am planning to purchase that drama's VCDs. Quite an engaging show.
I had an ice-cream cone after dinner. In fact, up till a moment earlier, I was typing with one hand, as the other was otherwise occupied (with the Cornetto Choc & Vanilla ice-cream cone). That reminds me, I had redeemed a $10 Hagendaz voucher, from my StarHub reward points. Maybe Shuhui and I can use it this Saturday??=)
What do you think?=p
It was fairly empty and I was attended to as soon as I had paid. The hairdresser was not bad looking, got me more than a little nervous.....T.T
Boy, was I surprised when he initiated a conversation with me after I'd told him how I want my hair cut.
*Little hearts*
Lol.
Turns out he was sitting at the benches near my workplace, thus he'd seen me.
Ha.
My hair turned out alright, I think...=]
I think today was a crazy day at work. At least for me.
My friend from the neighbouring pushcart bought a new manga. It is pretty good. I like the story line. Though, at some parts, I had felt quite sad. In a way, I can relate to the lead character's feelings. Some times, when a thing happens, it has happened. There is no way you can forget or move on. True, you can pretend, everyone's pretending; but, deep down, this matter had happened and can't be wiped away just like that. It was merely shoved and swept beneath the carpet.
Not every thing can be started over again. Things won't always be alright. Pretending that it has never happened, will only make things more strained, thus I can relate to the lead's actions - cutting it off. For things could never be the same for her again.
But, I am thankful that, for me, things were alright. I can still go on as per normal. Whatever normal is...=)
I reached home around 1730. My 2nd sister was here too. She was making dinner. She is currently swaering off all meat, for the sake of Whiskey, so as to let him be able to go to heaven.
This. This is sad and ridiculous at the same time.
Ridiculous because animals have no souls and they most likely are just gone like that (the 2nd part is my opinion). Whiskey is already dead. What one does after his death, is of no consequence to Whiskey's destination. Sad because my sister has the hope that it will help him to go to heaven.
Some people prefer to hear a white lie, thus they can have some semblance of hope. For me, I prefer harsh reality. Even if it is truly cutting and devastating, I will still choose to know the whole truth. It may be too horrible, too much to bear. But, for myself, it is better than to go on, on some thing that isn't true, to have hope; in the end, when the hope is crushed beyond doubt, the effects will be even more devastating than before.
At least, with the truth, you will know everything and stop hoping for some thing to change, for a miracle. Only to be completely and utterly crushed when all hope's gone.
Reality's cold, harsh, cruel...etc, etc.....
But, at least, it never lies. It only hurts once. No matter how much it hurts. It is only once.
Hope gives life, energy, new things happens....etc..
But how painful, how very painful it is, when all's a lie.
I spent my evening watching television shows with my sister. There was a HK drama serial on rerun. It was pretty scary at times and the plot a little more complicated than I would have liked, for relaxation. After that nerve-wrecking show, we tuned in to Channel U and watched the Korean drama - Save Me the Last Dance. I am planning to purchase that drama's VCDs. Quite an engaging show.
I had an ice-cream cone after dinner. In fact, up till a moment earlier, I was typing with one hand, as the other was otherwise occupied (with the Cornetto Choc & Vanilla ice-cream cone). That reminds me, I had redeemed a $10 Hagendaz voucher, from my StarHub reward points. Maybe Shuhui and I can use it this Saturday??=)
What do you think?=p
Light my path
9:01:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Sunday, 13 August 2006
世界的尽头
我想走到世界的尽头。
你是否愿意陪我？
放下这一切， 就这样地走？
放下包袱﹑ 把悲伤留给过去，
甩开讨厌的回忆。。。。
就这么地走？
我想走到世界的尽头。
你是否愿意陪我？
就这样地走完这一生？
放下眼前的一切﹑ 美好的将来﹑
名誉， 荣华，
而陪伴我左右， 随我到世界的尽头？
我想走到世界的尽头。
你是否愿意陪在我身旁？
我想走到世界的尽头。
你是否愿意陪我？
放下这一切， 就这样地走？
放下包袱﹑ 把悲伤留给过去，
甩开讨厌的回忆。。。。
就这么地走？
我想走到世界的尽头。
你是否愿意陪我？
就这样地走完这一生？
放下眼前的一切﹑ 美好的将来﹑
名誉， 荣华，
而陪伴我左右， 随我到世界的尽头？
我想走到世界的尽头。
你是否愿意陪在我身旁？
Light my path
12:58:00 am
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Saturday, 12 August 2006
I am currently staring at the screen of my laptop, surfing the Net aimlessly. Hungry and angry. My stomach's growling and my anger's burning.
Hey. It rhymes. Goodie.
Was pretty annoyed when my mother kept nagging me to eat up my dinner. I had eaten quite a heavy lunch with Cesen. She told me that she had heated up the food at 5pm. Inside, I was thinking: I wasn't even home at that time, why did you do that for? Besdies, I didn't ask you to do it.
So, when she barged into my room for the 2nd time and told me that if I can't finish it, to give half to my father (who hasn't eaten all day, so she claims). I was all ruffled up and in a fit of anger, I said I don't want the food anymore. Not any of it. *She can take the whole damned box. Didn't say it out loud, but my inner self was pretty pissed. I hate being rushed into things.* She asked: What about the sweet potato soup? I said I don't want that too. No.
I was pretty much burning up at that point of time. Call me selfish or anything. But I don't like sharing my stuff with others, unless I am the one who initiated it. Thus, I was pretty much pissed when my mother volunteered my food to be up for sharing. In the end, I just gave up the whole dammed box. You know, there are some people who have that kind of since-I-can't-have-it-I-won't-let-you-have-it-too mindset? Who will destroy everything, just so others can't have it? I am opposite. I am like, since you want it, you can very well have that damned thing and enjoy yourself to death.
Yep. That's me.
I am not referring that to my father, he has no part in it.
Seriously, when I am mad, I don't give a damn. I don't give a shit about who you are to me. Cuz you are nothing, when I am pissed at what you did.
Just because of my anger and pride, I can and will go without food or talking, for as long as I wish.
Just like I am now. My mother came in just now and told me that there's a bowl of sweet potato soup left, even though I was starting to get hungry, I rejected the food.
I am like this. When I want to, I can be as obstinate as a mule, even a friend at her best, cannot beat me at this.
I went out with a primary school friend this afternoon - Cesen. You know those stuff about out bodies having inner clocks? Like if we always wake up at a certain time, after some time, we will automatically wake up at that time, even if the alarm clock isn'st set to that time. It is happening to me. Correction. Been happening to me. This morning, I woke up at the same time as usual. Lol.
After some mild annoyances, I vacuumed and mopped the house. Not long after, I went to bathe and went out. Met Cesen at Plaza Singapura. He was a little late, so I walked around by myself. Carrefour was having sales at the atrium. I saw piles and piles of books for sale, going for as cheap as 3 bucks per book. Whoo Hoo! At this point, I realized that I have changed a little, if not a lot. If this is me back in primary or secondary school, I would have dove into the heavenly realms of books. But just now, I was sort of turning up my nose at them. Thinking that they must be in preety bad condition, to be on sale like this, in addition, the books were piled crazily, like messed up clothes that you see in those 50%-70% sales.
Feeling kind of lost there.
Just some days ago, a friend working in the neighbouring pushcart, told me that my boss had commented that I'd changed a lot. I was quite surprised. I mean, really? Did I? I asked my friend about it and she affirmed it. I was like, huh? But we had only known each other for 8 months. Have I really changed that much?
I think her definition of my change equates to being more crazy and not so uptight. My boss' definition is that I have became more out-spoken, loud, crazy and hyper, compared to the time when she had first known me. Everyone's first impression of me is that I am a quiet, gentle and soft-spoken person. Most customers commented about it too. One auntie even told me that I am very sweet, saying that she has seen a lot of people and she can't be wrong. I guess I know what my boss meant when she said I had changed. Thinking back, I think I might have become like this not long after I became close with the neighbour in my work place.
I guess, I am both persons. The quiet, gentle and soft-spoken girl. And the hyper, loud, occasionally violent person. I am always nice to people whom I met for the first time or aquaintances (most of the time, cuz it is a polite thing to do). But to those who mangaed to get into my heart, I will be open to them, be real to them. For one thing, I have always been unable to conceal my emotions. If I am pissed, it will definitely show, despite my best attempts to mask those emotions. So, if I am acting the latter (hyper, loud, violent) when I am with you, be glad, because you mean some thing to me.
While waiting for Cesen, I walked around and bought 3 pairs of earrings. I liked 2 of them. Cute.
When he arrived, I went to withdraw money and we went to Cafe Cartel for lunch. I think it was around 1330. I took a super long time in deciding what to eat. He was very patient with me. (Thank you!)
We caught up on each others' life over lunch. Talking about the past and current. Poked around at each other's love lives. He has a girlfriend. Quite steady, coming to 2 years. Wonderful!!=) I am glad but saddened by the change I feel in him. He has matured, that is without question. An adult now. But in another way, I can tell that he is changed, I can't put a finger to it, but definitely, he's been changed. Somehow, he has became quite jaded, with no illusions about life and maybe even people.
We chatted quite long, staying in Cafe Cartel for almost 3.5 hours. After which he accompanied me to Spotlight to get a cushion cover. He was really patient throughout my quest; helping me and giving suggestions, lending me a hand when I couldn't reach some thing on a higher shelf. In the end, when I (finally) settled on one, we walked around awhile before parting ways.
Very grateful for his help and patience...=)
From this afternoon's outing, I'd came to this conclusion, not only has he changed and matured, but he has became gentlemanly (not implying that he wasn't last time). It is the subtle things, like letting me walk first, before him, to our table, going to the bread table and serving the both of us, allowing me to take my own time deciding what I want to order, without rushing me or showing impatience, being nice, helping me take things which I can't reach, helping me put some thing back while I pay......just, generally treating me like a girl should and wants to be treated. Among all my guy friends, sad to say, only a few, treat girls like that, in fact, I can only name four, who treats me like a girl.
After parting ways with Cesen, I went to take a bus home. As I was waiting for the light to turn red, I thought I saw my bus coming. Disappointed and not willing to try to make a run for it (the traffic light had turned red by then. In addition, I had sprained my ankle 2 months ago, I don't want to take the risk), I crossed the road and went into Park Mall, intending to get 甜豆沙饼 from Han's for my father. Following that, I spotted Watsons and decided to take a walk inside, to see if there is anything which I can pick up. In the end, I bought a box of Vitamin C pills and Hazeline Jojoba Shower Cream.
Ended my expedition around 1730 and headed back.
Hey. It rhymes. Goodie.
Was pretty annoyed when my mother kept nagging me to eat up my dinner. I had eaten quite a heavy lunch with Cesen. She told me that she had heated up the food at 5pm. Inside, I was thinking: I wasn't even home at that time, why did you do that for? Besdies, I didn't ask you to do it.
So, when she barged into my room for the 2nd time and told me that if I can't finish it, to give half to my father (who hasn't eaten all day, so she claims). I was all ruffled up and in a fit of anger, I said I don't want the food anymore. Not any of it. *She can take the whole damned box. Didn't say it out loud, but my inner self was pretty pissed. I hate being rushed into things.* She asked: What about the sweet potato soup? I said I don't want that too. No.
I was pretty much burning up at that point of time. Call me selfish or anything. But I don't like sharing my stuff with others, unless I am the one who initiated it. Thus, I was pretty much pissed when my mother volunteered my food to be up for sharing. In the end, I just gave up the whole dammed box. You know, there are some people who have that kind of since-I-can't-have-it-I-won't-let-you-have-it-too mindset? Who will destroy everything, just so others can't have it? I am opposite. I am like, since you want it, you can very well have that damned thing and enjoy yourself to death.
Yep. That's me.
I am not referring that to my father, he has no part in it.
Seriously, when I am mad, I don't give a damn. I don't give a shit about who you are to me. Cuz you are nothing, when I am pissed at what you did.
Just because of my anger and pride, I can and will go without food or talking, for as long as I wish.
Just like I am now. My mother came in just now and told me that there's a bowl of sweet potato soup left, even though I was starting to get hungry, I rejected the food.
I am like this. When I want to, I can be as obstinate as a mule, even a friend at her best, cannot beat me at this.
I went out with a primary school friend this afternoon - Cesen. You know those stuff about out bodies having inner clocks? Like if we always wake up at a certain time, after some time, we will automatically wake up at that time, even if the alarm clock isn'st set to that time. It is happening to me. Correction. Been happening to me. This morning, I woke up at the same time as usual. Lol.
After some mild annoyances, I vacuumed and mopped the house. Not long after, I went to bathe and went out. Met Cesen at Plaza Singapura. He was a little late, so I walked around by myself. Carrefour was having sales at the atrium. I saw piles and piles of books for sale, going for as cheap as 3 bucks per book. Whoo Hoo! At this point, I realized that I have changed a little, if not a lot. If this is me back in primary or secondary school, I would have dove into the heavenly realms of books. But just now, I was sort of turning up my nose at them. Thinking that they must be in preety bad condition, to be on sale like this, in addition, the books were piled crazily, like messed up clothes that you see in those 50%-70% sales.
Feeling kind of lost there.
Just some days ago, a friend working in the neighbouring pushcart, told me that my boss had commented that I'd changed a lot. I was quite surprised. I mean, really? Did I? I asked my friend about it and she affirmed it. I was like, huh? But we had only known each other for 8 months. Have I really changed that much?
I think her definition of my change equates to being more crazy and not so uptight. My boss' definition is that I have became more out-spoken, loud, crazy and hyper, compared to the time when she had first known me. Everyone's first impression of me is that I am a quiet, gentle and soft-spoken person. Most customers commented about it too. One auntie even told me that I am very sweet, saying that she has seen a lot of people and she can't be wrong. I guess I know what my boss meant when she said I had changed. Thinking back, I think I might have become like this not long after I became close with the neighbour in my work place.
I guess, I am both persons. The quiet, gentle and soft-spoken girl. And the hyper, loud, occasionally violent person. I am always nice to people whom I met for the first time or aquaintances (most of the time, cuz it is a polite thing to do). But to those who mangaed to get into my heart, I will be open to them, be real to them. For one thing, I have always been unable to conceal my emotions. If I am pissed, it will definitely show, despite my best attempts to mask those emotions. So, if I am acting the latter (hyper, loud, violent) when I am with you, be glad, because you mean some thing to me.
While waiting for Cesen, I walked around and bought 3 pairs of earrings. I liked 2 of them. Cute.
When he arrived, I went to withdraw money and we went to Cafe Cartel for lunch. I think it was around 1330. I took a super long time in deciding what to eat. He was very patient with me. (Thank you!)
We caught up on each others' life over lunch. Talking about the past and current. Poked around at each other's love lives. He has a girlfriend. Quite steady, coming to 2 years. Wonderful!!=) I am glad but saddened by the change I feel in him. He has matured, that is without question. An adult now. But in another way, I can tell that he is changed, I can't put a finger to it, but definitely, he's been changed. Somehow, he has became quite jaded, with no illusions about life and maybe even people.
We chatted quite long, staying in Cafe Cartel for almost 3.5 hours. After which he accompanied me to Spotlight to get a cushion cover. He was really patient throughout my quest; helping me and giving suggestions, lending me a hand when I couldn't reach some thing on a higher shelf. In the end, when I (finally) settled on one, we walked around awhile before parting ways.
Very grateful for his help and patience...=)
From this afternoon's outing, I'd came to this conclusion, not only has he changed and matured, but he has became gentlemanly (not implying that he wasn't last time). It is the subtle things, like letting me walk first, before him, to our table, going to the bread table and serving the both of us, allowing me to take my own time deciding what I want to order, without rushing me or showing impatience, being nice, helping me take things which I can't reach, helping me put some thing back while I pay......just, generally treating me like a girl should and wants to be treated. Among all my guy friends, sad to say, only a few, treat girls like that, in fact, I can only name four, who treats me like a girl.
After parting ways with Cesen, I went to take a bus home. As I was waiting for the light to turn red, I thought I saw my bus coming. Disappointed and not willing to try to make a run for it (the traffic light had turned red by then. In addition, I had sprained my ankle 2 months ago, I don't want to take the risk), I crossed the road and went into Park Mall, intending to get 甜豆沙饼 from Han's for my father. Following that, I spotted Watsons and decided to take a walk inside, to see if there is anything which I can pick up. In the end, I bought a box of Vitamin C pills and Hazeline Jojoba Shower Cream.
Ended my expedition around 1730 and headed back.
Light my path
11:15:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Monday, 7 August 2006
Little Girl
Hustle and bustle.
Honks and bonks.
Hi and bye.
Whisperings and screamings.
Silence. Deafening silence.
Every thing's so quiet on the inside.
And everyone's so loud on the outside.
The world's coloured in angry reds
And purple streaked greys.
No one saw her.
A little nobody in some dark corner.
She's just a "No One."
Not worth bothering.
Not worth trying.
Not worth saving.
Dirty and down trodden.
Of no concern to whosoever.
Will the rain ever stop?
And the pain go away?
Is there really a pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow?
Can't see past this mud.
To the end of the road.
Will there be a road?
So long. So long.
How long has it been?
Seen and unseen.
Seen and dismissed.
The beauty of the rose
Is withering.
The sun is setting.
Darkness and nightmares come a knocking.
Where is the light?
Then like a thief in the night,
You appeared.
Like rain in the desert.
Manna to the hungry.
Light in the dark.
You appeared.
Saw past the cruddy exterior,
Into the aching heart.
Releasing its anguish.
Like salve on a burn.
Cooling relief.
Long awaited saviour.
How beautiful!
You said.
How beautiful yet fragile
Is this heart!
Yet none has seen it before....
..Except you.
Except you.
Hustle and bustle.
Honks and bonks.
Hi and bye.
Whisperings and screamings.
Silence. Deafening silence.
Every thing's so quiet on the inside.
And everyone's so loud on the outside.
The world's coloured in angry reds
And purple streaked greys.
No one saw her.
A little nobody in some dark corner.
She's just a "No One."
Not worth bothering.
Not worth trying.
Not worth saving.
Dirty and down trodden.
Of no concern to whosoever.
Will the rain ever stop?
And the pain go away?
Is there really a pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow?
Can't see past this mud.
To the end of the road.
Will there be a road?
So long. So long.
How long has it been?
Seen and unseen.
Seen and dismissed.
The beauty of the rose
Is withering.
The sun is setting.
Darkness and nightmares come a knocking.
Where is the light?
Then like a thief in the night,
You appeared.
Like rain in the desert.
Manna to the hungry.
Light in the dark.
You appeared.
Saw past the cruddy exterior,
Into the aching heart.
Releasing its anguish.
Like salve on a burn.
Cooling relief.
Long awaited saviour.
How beautiful!
You said.
How beautiful yet fragile
Is this heart!
Yet none has seen it before....
..Except you.
Except you.
Light my path
11:39:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Saturday, 5 August 2006
I went to the KTV lounge in a community centre, after work tonight, with a colleague and a friend.
It was great fun!
I suppose.
Ha.
As Shuhui would tell you, she is probably quite surprised that I went to one, willingly.
I had suggested going as it seems fun and my friends seem to enjoy it, so I am willing to give it a try. The last time I went to a KTV lounge was in February, in celebration of Shuhui and my birthday. I think I had exasperated her with my singing, or rather lack of it. As I am not confident of my voice projection over a microphone, I tend to sing very, very softly. Almost inaudible. Despite the volume of the microphone being turned all the way up.
Lol.
I was pretty stressed up at first, reverting to whispering into the mike. But towards the end, I sang alone, without voice accompaniment. Not a small feat, considering what how I fared in the past. But of course, I need to brush up on singing right...=) I find it pretty weird. I can sing quite alright (at least I think so), without any music, but once there is music and throw in a mike, I sing weirdly, out of tune.
Bah.
Haiz.
After leaving the lounge, each of us took a cab back to our houses. I reached around 1.15 am.
Aaa.........quite tired and sleepy...
It was great fun!
I suppose.
Ha.
As Shuhui would tell you, she is probably quite surprised that I went to one, willingly.
I had suggested going as it seems fun and my friends seem to enjoy it, so I am willing to give it a try. The last time I went to a KTV lounge was in February, in celebration of Shuhui and my birthday. I think I had exasperated her with my singing, or rather lack of it. As I am not confident of my voice projection over a microphone, I tend to sing very, very softly. Almost inaudible. Despite the volume of the microphone being turned all the way up.
Lol.
I was pretty stressed up at first, reverting to whispering into the mike. But towards the end, I sang alone, without voice accompaniment. Not a small feat, considering what how I fared in the past. But of course, I need to brush up on singing right...=) I find it pretty weird. I can sing quite alright (at least I think so), without any music, but once there is music and throw in a mike, I sing weirdly, out of tune.
Bah.
Haiz.
After leaving the lounge, each of us took a cab back to our houses. I reached around 1.15 am.
Aaa.........quite tired and sleepy...
Light my path
1:26:00 am
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Wednesday, 2 August 2006
Worked half day today. I went up to Aussino to help a friend check out the prices of quilts and helped her got one and picked up a manga for for myself.
After some ri-rah-ing, I reached home only to find out that I had left my keys at my work place. Recently, I had developed this bad habit of putting my keys in the drawer, now I am paying for it. I couldn't get into the house.
Utterly fed-up and feeling rather let down (as I was planning on relaxing and watching some quality television shows), I called my mother to ask if my 2nd sister would be coming back today. She isn't. Not relishing the idea of sitting like an idiot outside the house, I called Shuhui hoping that she might not be meeting her boyfriend today. She was meeting him, but at a later time, thus I could join her till then. I left my place in a bad mood and the sight of so many NS men waiting for buses at the bus stop, did nothing to elevate my mood. I caught a cab down to our meeting place. I was quite pissed off after the phone call to my mother too.
As I had reached earlier, I went exploring. To my pleasant surprise, there seemed to be a few new shops, like Country Manna, Angie the Choice and a convenience store. I was pretty excited (only to discover later, from ?Shuhui, that those shops had been there for quite some time). Bought 4 AA Energizer batteries as they were cheap and I need them for my discman.
After meeting up with her, we went to her house.
There, I was fed with soup, blueberry ice-tea and scoops of raspberry swirled vanilla and mint chocolate chip ice-cream. Thanks for the food!=) We played around with their dog, called Star Star (??) and watched more tv shows.
As I was cuddling Star Star, I remembered the times when I carried Whiskey and the little things that she has in common with Whiskey. Those times are just hard to forget. It is the little things which add up.
When it was time, we left her house and met up with Peter. After a brief 'debate', it was decided that KFC is the winner for that particular meal.
After dinner, we went to Watsons and parted ways not long after. I went to Comics Connection to check if the manga that I am waiting for, has arrived. They hadn't. In the end I got a new book, entitled: 吸血鬼骑士 (Vampire Knight). Pretty interesting. But I was pretty disappointed too. Because, from the way the story is going, the guy I like, isn't going to be together with the lead. This isn't the first time. Quoting from another manga:" 让我有了希望， 但同时， 也让我产生了最大的绝望!"
Got quite pissed off at my mother. I admit that it was my careless mistake, that I had left my keys at the work place. But does she have to curse and swear at me? I was like WTF! It was purely some thing unintentional! But she was almost like stark raving mad. Cursing and swearing. WTF man!! Unintentional! Which part of the sentence does she not understand? It isn't like I robbed the bank or killed anyone. Does she has to use such coarse words?
It is at such times that I really hate the way I am brought up, I hate this place. Harsh words. Like knives, cutting through flesh to the bone. In an stand-down that I had with my mother some time ago, I had said some harsh words, but sadly true: How I am acting now, the way, the kind of words..how I am treating my family, I learnt them all from them - my family. So don't blame me for acting like this. Don't expect me to show care, because all of you had never shown it to me while I was growing up. I was never taught to show care and concern, to love my family, by my family. They are my "role-models". So they have no right to expect or ask for such things from me or to blame me. No one had ever taught or shown me.
After some ri-rah-ing, I reached home only to find out that I had left my keys at my work place. Recently, I had developed this bad habit of putting my keys in the drawer, now I am paying for it. I couldn't get into the house.
Utterly fed-up and feeling rather let down (as I was planning on relaxing and watching some quality television shows), I called my mother to ask if my 2nd sister would be coming back today. She isn't. Not relishing the idea of sitting like an idiot outside the house, I called Shuhui hoping that she might not be meeting her boyfriend today. She was meeting him, but at a later time, thus I could join her till then. I left my place in a bad mood and the sight of so many NS men waiting for buses at the bus stop, did nothing to elevate my mood. I caught a cab down to our meeting place. I was quite pissed off after the phone call to my mother too.
As I had reached earlier, I went exploring. To my pleasant surprise, there seemed to be a few new shops, like Country Manna, Angie the Choice and a convenience store. I was pretty excited (only to discover later, from ?Shuhui, that those shops had been there for quite some time). Bought 4 AA Energizer batteries as they were cheap and I need them for my discman.
After meeting up with her, we went to her house.
There, I was fed with soup, blueberry ice-tea and scoops of raspberry swirled vanilla and mint chocolate chip ice-cream. Thanks for the food!=) We played around with their dog, called Star Star (??) and watched more tv shows.
As I was cuddling Star Star, I remembered the times when I carried Whiskey and the little things that she has in common with Whiskey. Those times are just hard to forget. It is the little things which add up.
When it was time, we left her house and met up with Peter. After a brief 'debate', it was decided that KFC is the winner for that particular meal.
After dinner, we went to Watsons and parted ways not long after. I went to Comics Connection to check if the manga that I am waiting for, has arrived. They hadn't. In the end I got a new book, entitled: 吸血鬼骑士 (Vampire Knight). Pretty interesting. But I was pretty disappointed too. Because, from the way the story is going, the guy I like, isn't going to be together with the lead. This isn't the first time. Quoting from another manga:" 让我有了希望， 但同时， 也让我产生了最大的绝望!"
Got quite pissed off at my mother. I admit that it was my careless mistake, that I had left my keys at the work place. But does she have to curse and swear at me? I was like WTF! It was purely some thing unintentional! But she was almost like stark raving mad. Cursing and swearing. WTF man!! Unintentional! Which part of the sentence does she not understand? It isn't like I robbed the bank or killed anyone. Does she has to use such coarse words?
It is at such times that I really hate the way I am brought up, I hate this place. Harsh words. Like knives, cutting through flesh to the bone. In an stand-down that I had with my mother some time ago, I had said some harsh words, but sadly true: How I am acting now, the way, the kind of words..how I am treating my family, I learnt them all from them - my family. So don't blame me for acting like this. Don't expect me to show care, because all of you had never shown it to me while I was growing up. I was never taught to show care and concern, to love my family, by my family. They are my "role-models". So they have no right to expect or ask for such things from me or to blame me. No one had ever taught or shown me.
Light my path
11:56:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
Found the following story while I was surfing the Net...thus, I am not responsible for any grammatical errors.
Once upon a time, there was a teacher and his student lying down under a big tree near a big grass area.
Then, suddenly, the student asked the teacher...
Student : Teacher, I'm confused, how can we find our soul-mate? Could you please help me?
Teacher : (Silent for few second, than he answered) Well, it's a pretty hard and easy question.
Student : (Thinking hard) Huh???
Teacher : Look on that way, there are a lot of grass there, why don't you walk there but please never walk backwards, just walk straight ahead. On your way, try to find a beautiful grass and pick it up then give it to me. But just one.
Student : Well, ok then... wait for me... (walked straight ahead to the grass field).
A few minutes later...
Student : I'm back.
Teacher : Em, well I don't see any blade of grass on your hand..
Student : During my journey, I found a few blades of beautiful grass, but I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn't pick it up. But I didn't realize that I'm at the end of the field, and I hadn't picked up any. Because you told me not to go back, so I didn't go back.
Teacher : That's what happened in real life. What is the message of this story?
* Grass - is people around you
* Beautiful Grass - is people that attract you
* Grass Field - is time
* In looking for your soulmate, please don't always compare and hope that there will be a better one. By doing that, you'll waste your lifetime, cause remember..
It applies the same in finding your ideal life partner, your suitable career or business, therefore the morale is LOVE & grab hold of the opportunity that you have now, don't waste time!
Once upon a time, there was a teacher and his student lying down under a big tree near a big grass area.
Then, suddenly, the student asked the teacher...
Student : Teacher, I'm confused, how can we find our soul-mate? Could you please help me?
Teacher : (Silent for few second, than he answered) Well, it's a pretty hard and easy question.
Student : (Thinking hard) Huh???
Teacher : Look on that way, there are a lot of grass there, why don't you walk there but please never walk backwards, just walk straight ahead. On your way, try to find a beautiful grass and pick it up then give it to me. But just one.
Student : Well, ok then... wait for me... (walked straight ahead to the grass field).
A few minutes later...
Student : I'm back.
Teacher : Em, well I don't see any blade of grass on your hand..
Student : During my journey, I found a few blades of beautiful grass, but I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn't pick it up. But I didn't realize that I'm at the end of the field, and I hadn't picked up any. Because you told me not to go back, so I didn't go back.
Teacher : That's what happened in real life. What is the message of this story?
* Grass - is people around you
* Beautiful Grass - is people that attract you
* Grass Field - is time
* In looking for your soulmate, please don't always compare and hope that there will be a better one. By doing that, you'll waste your lifetime, cause remember..
"Time Never Goes Back".
It applies the same in finding your ideal life partner, your suitable career or business, therefore the morale is LOVE & grab hold of the opportunity that you have now, don't waste time!
Light my path
11:36:00 pm
youdrovemydarknessaway`-//*
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