Absence makes the heart grow fonder or distance make the heart flounder?
Neither. Ditto.
Love, Me
C'est Tout from
Moi
This song is by Colin Raye. It depicts a very beautiful story between two very much in love person. Every time I hear it, it filled my heart with emotions. It never failed to touch the softer side of my inner me. I love it.
I read a note my grandma wrote
Back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat
And he showed it once to me
He said boy you might not understand
But a long long time ago
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none
But I loved your grandma so
We had this crazy plan to meet
And run away together
Get married in the first town we came to
And live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were
Supposed to meet instead
I found this letter and this is what it said
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
I read those words just hours before
My grandma passed away I
n the doorway of the church
When me and grandpa stopped to pray
I know I'd never seen him cry
All my 15 years
But as he said these words to her
His eyes filled up with tears
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
Between now and then till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
I read a note my grandma wrote
Back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat
And he showed it once to me
He said boy you might not understand
But a long long time ago
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none
But I loved your grandma so
We had this crazy plan to meet
And run away together
Get married in the first town we came to
And live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were
Supposed to meet instead
I found this letter and this is what it said
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
I read those words just hours before
My grandma passed away I
n the doorway of the church
When me and grandpa stopped to pray
I know I'd never seen him cry
All my 15 years
But as he said these words to her
His eyes filled up with tears
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
Between now and then till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
Just Me
C'est Tout from
Moi
On a cool day with darkened skies like this, I always like to cuddle in bed with a good book and of course to warm myself up with a cuppa latte perhaps, along with some biscotti. Alternatively, if inspirations did stir up in me, I will start blogging.
Ever since I visited my cousins' blogs (who are by the way studying in Austalia & US), updating their loved ones and friends back here on their daily lives and happenings in the foreign land they now called their second homes. I thought to myself, hey why not start a blog, though I am not anywhere far away from here, to pen down my thoughts, thinking, feelings and what-not. So here I am, this is my 35th entry. I do not write on any particular subject, just about anything under the sun (in the rain for wet days), anything that comes to my mind that instance.
And I like to read other blogs which got some really interesting entries. In fact, I like words alot and get really fascinated by people who are really good with words. It is also a good way to build up my vocab.
I remembered reading from some magazine that most of the bloggers are women. I can fully understand that because women feel more freely discussing about their feelings (wait! I know there are exceptions about men sharing feelings too). But mostly, guys are egoistic, and sharing openly about their inner thoughts/ feelings seem sissy and not macho. On another note, perhaps women are more emotional and need an outlet besides crying. One can't possibly be crying all the time, makes the eyes puffy and tired. Besides, water will run out if the tap is kept turned on.
Ops, I digress. Nah.
Anyway, I always take to writing as an outlet for me. Again and again, I feel that it is therapeutic. It is really true, maybe for me and for that someone out there too. I hope that one day, I can blog by the seaside, with the breeze gently embracing my being, listening the the melodious music of the waves splashing and totally mesmerized by the beautiful sunrise/ sunset.
Ever since I visited my cousins' blogs (who are by the way studying in Austalia & US), updating their loved ones and friends back here on their daily lives and happenings in the foreign land they now called their second homes. I thought to myself, hey why not start a blog, though I am not anywhere far away from here, to pen down my thoughts, thinking, feelings and what-not. So here I am, this is my 35th entry. I do not write on any particular subject, just about anything under the sun (in the rain for wet days), anything that comes to my mind that instance.
And I like to read other blogs which got some really interesting entries. In fact, I like words alot and get really fascinated by people who are really good with words. It is also a good way to build up my vocab.
I remembered reading from some magazine that most of the bloggers are women. I can fully understand that because women feel more freely discussing about their feelings (wait! I know there are exceptions about men sharing feelings too). But mostly, guys are egoistic, and sharing openly about their inner thoughts/ feelings seem sissy and not macho. On another note, perhaps women are more emotional and need an outlet besides crying. One can't possibly be crying all the time, makes the eyes puffy and tired. Besides, water will run out if the tap is kept turned on.
Ops, I digress. Nah.
Anyway, I always take to writing as an outlet for me. Again and again, I feel that it is therapeutic. It is really true, maybe for me and for that someone out there too. I hope that one day, I can blog by the seaside, with the breeze gently embracing my being, listening the the melodious music of the waves splashing and totally mesmerized by the beautiful sunrise/ sunset.
THANK YOU!!
C'est Tout from
Moi
Many people walk in and out of your life, but only true friends leave footprints behind...
Indeed, couldn't agree more and there are loads of people (apart from my beloved kins) whom I am grateful for...
i) accepting me
ii) growing with me
iii) nurturing my inner me
iv) standing by me in times of troubles/ sadness (yes, not happiness because you can share it with any tom, dick or harry, that is if you want to)
v) encouraging and believing in me
vii) their selfless acts and sweet thoughts
vi) bountiful care, concern, patience, love showered et cetera
oh, I can go on and on and on and on.....but I have decided to keep it short (trying my best) and sweet.
these are the kind souls I want to thank, showed my sincere and utmost gratitude in the form of words (not in any particular order, perhaps alphabetical for NEATNESS sake!!)
First and foremost...
Ailing - (the untidy ex-col who shared the same cubicle) I reminisce the olden days where we will always hang out together every Friday (clubbing, makaning, chatting etc), indulge in inane bickerings, how I perform my "Sakura" dance for you. I miss them soooooooo much. Sorry that I screwed everything up. So sad that things aren't the same anymore. You are one great friend, cha boh.
Angeline (my jie-mei) - For standing firm and united in times of struggles and persecution (by some mad-barking non-stop dog). We braved through endless storms, hurricanes, typhoons, volcanoes (whatever catastrophies existed). But hey, we persevered and emerged victoriously, didn't we? Despite physically-mentally-emotionally exhausted, there was never a tinge of bitterness, nothing bitchy nor catty (unlike the rest of the class), we bonded there and then. Though work and commitments has kind of tore us apart physically, but never in my heart. We have yet to fulfill our shared-dreams, gal.
Bryan (the program coordinator-turned-friend) - For taking my application form and never tell me he is taking up mass comm and earning commission. But...he compensated by his selfless acts during my course of study, making it less miserable and more bearable. How he give me inside info (letting me know firsthand news about my results), thoughtfully arranged for me and my jie-mei to sit together during exams whenever possible (nope, not for copying sake, but to feel more at ease with the growing tension in exam hall). For his generous hospitality when I visited Down Under, showing me around despite the need to mug for exams in a couple of weeks time. Am still waiting for that chomp chomp treat that you promised when you are back from Mel. (our hot date, remember? *wink*) Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Darren (top MIA guy) - For his always sincere/ truthful/ constructive critisisms. Irony, we seemed to be more updated with each other's life when you were in UK rather than in homeground. But heart-warming that you still make effort to meet up whenever you can. Some effort made, better than none. Nevertheless, thank you and don't you go missing again! Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Eric - For his companionship/ constant encouragement and as a mentor. Inexplicable platonic relationship. Shared many joy, laughter, sadness, misunderstandings..you name it, we had it.
Kian Meng (the other half of Yew "Tee") - His patience in coaching me and his willingness to impart his knowledge to me with no questions asked. We actually met through Friendster even though we are just a stone throw away to each other. Has been a tremendous help to me during my FYP. Our friendship is young yet deeper than those whom I have known for donkey years. Oh he has a special task...that is to be my BRUDDER AGONY!!
LF (my da-ge) - For his time. I took up alot of his time all these years. For when I am down and out, he is the one I look for. He is there for me when the whole world seems to abandon me. He is there to lift me up when I fall, and boy, did I fall real hard...so hard that it took me months to find back myself, my worth, my everything. This is our 8th years of brudder-sista relationship and still counting and hopefully as strong and bonded as before. A "BIG THANK YOU" bro!
Pauline (affectionately known as ganma, yes godma) - For her generosity, care, concern and love for this gan nu-er of hers (that's ME, for goodness sake!!). For bringing me to my first trekking @ Berkelah Waterfall (Pahang).
Qi (my friend-soulmate-confidante) - For his everything. For staying at home with me when I am struggling to complete my assignments/ projects or mugging for exams. For trusting me and giving me freedom. For cooking for me, preparing herbal tea, setting up my PC, driving my family around, run errands with me and many many many more. Overall, for looking after my well-being. Finally, for his LOVE.
Quan (the big gangster with a BIG heart) - For the countless supper and rides home after my classes. Forever bickering with me, can't you just give in to ME, just for ONCE?!?!?!?! He is a good listener and never fails to cheer me up. Calls me all the way from Oz when I sms him saying that I am feeling down though it was already wee hours (4am over his side). Who threatened not to pick me up @ Brisbane Airport if I do not bring him enough ciggies. Never fails to tempt me with YAMI yoghurt. Oh, I so missed him. Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
TS - For his magnanimity, forgiving heart, selfless love. Enough said.
May GOD bless you peeps infinity times the amount you peeps blesses me.
Indeed, couldn't agree more and there are loads of people (apart from my beloved kins) whom I am grateful for...
i) accepting me
ii) growing with me
iii) nurturing my inner me
iv) standing by me in times of troubles/ sadness (yes, not happiness because you can share it with any tom, dick or harry, that is if you want to)
v) encouraging and believing in me
vii) their selfless acts and sweet thoughts
vi) bountiful care, concern, patience, love showered et cetera
oh, I can go on and on and on and on.....but I have decided to keep it short (trying my best) and sweet.
these are the kind souls I want to thank, showed my sincere and utmost gratitude in the form of words (not in any particular order, perhaps alphabetical for NEATNESS sake!!)
First and foremost...
Ailing - (the untidy ex-col who shared the same cubicle) I reminisce the olden days where we will always hang out together every Friday (clubbing, makaning, chatting etc), indulge in inane bickerings, how I perform my "Sakura" dance for you. I miss them soooooooo much. Sorry that I screwed everything up. So sad that things aren't the same anymore. You are one great friend, cha boh.
Angeline (my jie-mei) - For standing firm and united in times of struggles and persecution (by some mad-barking non-stop dog). We braved through endless storms, hurricanes, typhoons, volcanoes (whatever catastrophies existed). But hey, we persevered and emerged victoriously, didn't we? Despite physically-mentally-emotionally exhausted, there was never a tinge of bitterness, nothing bitchy nor catty (unlike the rest of the class), we bonded there and then. Though work and commitments has kind of tore us apart physically, but never in my heart. We have yet to fulfill our shared-dreams, gal.
Bryan (the program coordinator-turned-friend) - For taking my application form and never tell me he is taking up mass comm and earning commission. But...he compensated by his selfless acts during my course of study, making it less miserable and more bearable. How he give me inside info (letting me know firsthand news about my results), thoughtfully arranged for me and my jie-mei to sit together during exams whenever possible (nope, not for copying sake, but to feel more at ease with the growing tension in exam hall). For his generous hospitality when I visited Down Under, showing me around despite the need to mug for exams in a couple of weeks time. Am still waiting for that chomp chomp treat that you promised when you are back from Mel. (our hot date, remember? *wink*) Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Darren (top MIA guy) - For his always sincere/ truthful/ constructive critisisms. Irony, we seemed to be more updated with each other's life when you were in UK rather than in homeground. But heart-warming that you still make effort to meet up whenever you can. Some effort made, better than none. Nevertheless, thank you and don't you go missing again! Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Eric - For his companionship/ constant encouragement and as a mentor. Inexplicable platonic relationship. Shared many joy, laughter, sadness, misunderstandings..you name it, we had it.
Kian Meng (the other half of Yew "Tee") - His patience in coaching me and his willingness to impart his knowledge to me with no questions asked. We actually met through Friendster even though we are just a stone throw away to each other. Has been a tremendous help to me during my FYP. Our friendship is young yet deeper than those whom I have known for donkey years. Oh he has a special task...that is to be my BRUDDER AGONY!!
LF (my da-ge) - For his time. I took up alot of his time all these years. For when I am down and out, he is the one I look for. He is there for me when the whole world seems to abandon me. He is there to lift me up when I fall, and boy, did I fall real hard...so hard that it took me months to find back myself, my worth, my everything. This is our 8th years of brudder-sista relationship and still counting and hopefully as strong and bonded as before. A "BIG THANK YOU" bro!
Pauline (affectionately known as ganma, yes godma) - For her generosity, care, concern and love for this gan nu-er of hers (that's ME, for goodness sake!!). For bringing me to my first trekking @ Berkelah Waterfall (Pahang).
Qi (my friend-soulmate-confidante) - For his everything. For staying at home with me when I am struggling to complete my assignments/ projects or mugging for exams. For trusting me and giving me freedom. For cooking for me, preparing herbal tea, setting up my PC, driving my family around, run errands with me and many many many more. Overall, for looking after my well-being. Finally, for his LOVE.
Quan (the big gangster with a BIG heart) - For the countless supper and rides home after my classes. Forever bickering with me, can't you just give in to ME, just for ONCE?!?!?!?! He is a good listener and never fails to cheer me up. Calls me all the way from Oz when I sms him saying that I am feeling down though it was already wee hours (4am over his side). Who threatened not to pick me up @ Brisbane Airport if I do not bring him enough ciggies. Never fails to tempt me with YAMI yoghurt. Oh, I so missed him. Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
TS - For his magnanimity, forgiving heart, selfless love. Enough said.
May GOD bless you peeps infinity times the amount you peeps blesses me.
OMG!
C'est Tout from
Moi
I ought to be gun-shot. Right in my head. Worn to a frazzle and the temperature of my temper is rising, rather uncontrollably. Simply just lashed out at him for every thing that went wrong, right now, right here. Poor guy. He is such a sweet guy yet at times, I took advantage of being at the upper hand, out to get my way.
Patience, tolerance, forgiving are just some of the attributes he possesses...love, care and concern which he constantly showered on me. Am terribly ashamed of myself. I feel horrid.
What is wrong with me?
Yes, tonight I feel suicidal. On second thoughts, probably need to register myself for some anger management course. Argh, too tired to continue blogging...
Patience, tolerance, forgiving are just some of the attributes he possesses...love, care and concern which he constantly showered on me. Am terribly ashamed of myself. I feel horrid.
What is wrong with me?
Yes, tonight I feel suicidal. On second thoughts, probably need to register myself for some anger management course. Argh, too tired to continue blogging...
Blogging @ Wee Hours
C'est Tout from
Moi
This is my first blog at wee hours, I am sure that there are more to come now that my broadband is up, though not doing too well yet. Am trying to work things out a bit here and there, to get the settings all done up nicely.
***music on speakers: Born To Try - Delta Goodrem***
Had a brief chat over the msn messenger with a friend of mine who is in Oz right now, studying for his degree. Missed him, missed his hilarious antics, his boor actions, his silly critics, his seriousness (which friends around us don't get the priviledge to see). He has been a great confidante to me, yes even all the way from Down Under. Met up with him when I was there on a holiday during winter. It is really nice and heart-warming to see your fellow countryman in a foreign land that I almost wanted bear-hug him *hugz* but we almost always end up in inane squabblings. Ha.
On most days, he is always in that happy-go-lucky mode but in fact, he had thousand things hidden under that outer hard-as-a-coconut-husk exterior. But he is a gentle giant at heart. Being the only son and only grandchild (as in the only male descendent), he has great responsibilties to carry on the family line. Yes, I can say he comes from quite a traditional family where values and teachings are being emplaced right from the beginning and intstil in them since childhood days. Poor boy, heavy-laden where no one seeks to understand.
Strong as he seems to be, taking things in his stride. Brudder, way to go man!! But gotta cut down on those ciggies, yeah? Doubt you'll even get to read this blog, that is if I sent you the website.
***music on speakers: Born To Try - Delta Goodrem***
Had a brief chat over the msn messenger with a friend of mine who is in Oz right now, studying for his degree. Missed him, missed his hilarious antics, his boor actions, his silly critics, his seriousness (which friends around us don't get the priviledge to see). He has been a great confidante to me, yes even all the way from Down Under. Met up with him when I was there on a holiday during winter. It is really nice and heart-warming to see your fellow countryman in a foreign land that I almost wanted bear-hug him *hugz* but we almost always end up in inane squabblings. Ha.
On most days, he is always in that happy-go-lucky mode but in fact, he had thousand things hidden under that outer hard-as-a-coconut-husk exterior. But he is a gentle giant at heart. Being the only son and only grandchild (as in the only male descendent), he has great responsibilties to carry on the family line. Yes, I can say he comes from quite a traditional family where values and teachings are being emplaced right from the beginning and intstil in them since childhood days. Poor boy, heavy-laden where no one seeks to understand.
Strong as he seems to be, taking things in his stride. Brudder, way to go man!! But gotta cut down on those ciggies, yeah? Doubt you'll even get to read this blog, that is if I sent you the website.
HORROR-scope!!!
C'est Tout from
Moi
This is totally hilarious...
Cruel, cold and heartless, the Capricorn has all the warmth of an iceberg in January. He is a tyrant at work and an inquisitor at home.
A Capricorn sees picking on others as one of the major reasons for his existence. He will get worked up over minor infractions, and is completely devoid of sense of humor. It is not uncommon for a Capricorn to be abusive towards his (her) significant other, be it a spouse or a best friend.
Capricorns will back down only if faced with a threat of physical force, or intence psychological pressure.
Intellectually primitive, lacking any semblance of imagination, he is nevertheless vengeful to the extreme - the word "forgiveness" is not in his vocabulary.
Capricorns posess the rare combination of delusions of greatness and low self esteem - all with minimal mental capacity. This is why so many are found among upper and middle management.
(Read more Find yours)
Cruel, cold and heartless, the Capricorn has all the warmth of an iceberg in January. He is a tyrant at work and an inquisitor at home.
A Capricorn sees picking on others as one of the major reasons for his existence. He will get worked up over minor infractions, and is completely devoid of sense of humor. It is not uncommon for a Capricorn to be abusive towards his (her) significant other, be it a spouse or a best friend.
Capricorns will back down only if faced with a threat of physical force, or intence psychological pressure.
Intellectually primitive, lacking any semblance of imagination, he is nevertheless vengeful to the extreme - the word "forgiveness" is not in his vocabulary.
Capricorns posess the rare combination of delusions of greatness and low self esteem - all with minimal mental capacity. This is why so many are found among upper and middle management.
(Read more Find yours)
Sad Memories
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Moi
Way before I found my solace in blogging, I had the habit of penning down my thoughts and feelings using my email and saving them as drafts. I would revisit, re-read them again and again, either making amendments or adding new discoveries of my exisiting life and feeling melancholy about it.
Chanced upon this email I wrote some time back. It is no ordinary email or diary add-in of my daily acitivities. It epicts the most saddening years of my adulthood. How my life and perspectives have changed after all those happenings. My life back then was like a roller-coster ride. Moments of temporary highs and prolonged lows somehow engulfed my mind and soul. Caught in a state of confusion, denial, depression, detached and totally withdrawn. Even now, I shiver at the thought of it. Never, ever will I want to go through that experience again.
Yet, I couldn't deny the fact that through these unhappy incidents, I learnt alot of stuff about myself, people around me and the world that evolves around us. It is something that we can never learn through a class, never be imparted by a teacher, never be read in a book, never be surf from the net or can we ever anticipate and fully understand unless we go through it ourselves. It can only be felt from the inside where no words can be formed to describe.
I have come to accept that when it is time to let go, you have to let it go. No matter how much you wish for it to be by your side, no matter how much your heart yearns for it. If it is not meant to be, it will never be yours to being with. Appreciate what you have in life now and make the best out of it and never to take things for granted. You may have it today but it may be taken away from you tomorrow, when you least expect it. Reality hurts more than it claimed, yet it possess the naked truth where no one can acclaimed.
Chanced upon this email I wrote some time back. It is no ordinary email or diary add-in of my daily acitivities. It epicts the most saddening years of my adulthood. How my life and perspectives have changed after all those happenings. My life back then was like a roller-coster ride. Moments of temporary highs and prolonged lows somehow engulfed my mind and soul. Caught in a state of confusion, denial, depression, detached and totally withdrawn. Even now, I shiver at the thought of it. Never, ever will I want to go through that experience again.
Yet, I couldn't deny the fact that through these unhappy incidents, I learnt alot of stuff about myself, people around me and the world that evolves around us. It is something that we can never learn through a class, never be imparted by a teacher, never be read in a book, never be surf from the net or can we ever anticipate and fully understand unless we go through it ourselves. It can only be felt from the inside where no words can be formed to describe.
I have come to accept that when it is time to let go, you have to let it go. No matter how much you wish for it to be by your side, no matter how much your heart yearns for it. If it is not meant to be, it will never be yours to being with. Appreciate what you have in life now and make the best out of it and never to take things for granted. You may have it today but it may be taken away from you tomorrow, when you least expect it. Reality hurts more than it claimed, yet it possess the naked truth where no one can acclaimed.
S.U.C.K.A.O
C'est Tout from
Moi
Suckao, the name of the chocolate drink from Max Brenner. It comes in 3 flavours: white, milk and dark chocolate. It is unique in the way it was being served.
A metal cup encased in an egg-shaped container, with two holes so that you can see the burning flame inside. A tea-light candle on the bottom to warm and melt the chocolate tablets. And a 2-in-1 metal stirrer-cum-straw. Firstly, milk is being poured into the metal cup (you can almost hearing the sizzling sound when the milk touches the base) and then you add in the chocolate tablets (as much as you like). With the stirrer, gently mix the milk with the chocolate tablets till it blends well. Drink it!
Verdict: The overall experience was kinda refreshing. You almost have to prepare the drink by yourself. So simple yet so innovative. But I find it too sweet. There is refill, but only for the milk though. Next time, I am going to try out the waffle, fondue and other chocolate beverages.
A metal cup encased in an egg-shaped container, with two holes so that you can see the burning flame inside. A tea-light candle on the bottom to warm and melt the chocolate tablets. And a 2-in-1 metal stirrer-cum-straw. Firstly, milk is being poured into the metal cup (you can almost hearing the sizzling sound when the milk touches the base) and then you add in the chocolate tablets (as much as you like). With the stirrer, gently mix the milk with the chocolate tablets till it blends well. Drink it!
Verdict: The overall experience was kinda refreshing. You almost have to prepare the drink by yourself. So simple yet so innovative. But I find it too sweet. There is refill, but only for the milk though. Next time, I am going to try out the waffle, fondue and other chocolate beverages.
Whining...
C'est Tout from
Moi
Tired. Extremely exhausted. It is Friday, yet can't instil any weekend mood inside me body, me mind and me soul. Physically strained, mentally drained. Wasting my time away for that moment for me to get out of here and get a LIFE!!
*Listening now to a CD by Tim Janis: Beautiful America* Ah...soothing.
*Listening now to a CD by Tim Janis: Beautiful America* Ah...soothing.
WIND
C'est Tout from
Moi
Wanted me to write something about him, so here I go.
First and foremost, this is not some newspaper article. Rather, it is a blog where I scribble my mindless ramblings, endless thoughts, most intense feelings and what-not. A display of some of my most intimate secrets. Vaguely written, that is if you can read in between the lines.
1, 2, 3....OMG, we have known each other for 8 years and still counting. Wow, isn't that amazing?! We have come a long way from just merely classmates, to brudder-sista relationship, to confidantes and colleagues! But then, there was this "black period" where things got a lil' tricky. Bah, some things are better left unsaid. Am glad that those darken days are long over and the sun has been shinning brightly on us ever since.
If I am an assasin, he'll be the first person I target. Reason? Simple. He knows way too much, every nitty-gritty bits of my past. Name it, he'll be able to answer your every query with much enthusiasm but I trust him enough not to reveal anything to anybody. Yes, even you!!
Couldn't really find much flaws about him except his impromptu cheeky actions, broken english, superb hokkien (hey, i can't understand), always not knowing where to makan when we are cracking our brains for a place but seem to know where all the good food gone to when all are full with bulging stomachs *grrrrrrr*. Extremely streetwise, not only in Singapore, M'sia, but Bintan as well!!! But the one thing I cannot, simply, totally come to terms with is, his theory of "CANNOT HANG OUT ALONE BECAUSE I AM HIS FRIEND'S GIRLFRIEND"!! We are all friends way before that. Don't deny it, bro. This is INVALID!!
Overall, a great buddy and definitely a friend worth keeping. Am keeping my fingers, toes, and whatever appendage crossed, that some day, he will exit from his ossify shell!!
First and foremost, this is not some newspaper article. Rather, it is a blog where I scribble my mindless ramblings, endless thoughts, most intense feelings and what-not. A display of some of my most intimate secrets. Vaguely written, that is if you can read in between the lines.
1, 2, 3....OMG, we have known each other for 8 years and still counting. Wow, isn't that amazing?! We have come a long way from just merely classmates, to brudder-sista relationship, to confidantes and colleagues! But then, there was this "black period" where things got a lil' tricky. Bah, some things are better left unsaid. Am glad that those darken days are long over and the sun has been shinning brightly on us ever since.
If I am an assasin, he'll be the first person I target. Reason? Simple. He knows way too much, every nitty-gritty bits of my past. Name it, he'll be able to answer your every query with much enthusiasm but I trust him enough not to reveal anything to anybody. Yes, even you!!
Couldn't really find much flaws about him except his impromptu cheeky actions, broken english, superb hokkien (hey, i can't understand), always not knowing where to makan when we are cracking our brains for a place but seem to know where all the good food gone to when all are full with bulging stomachs *grrrrrrr*. Extremely streetwise, not only in Singapore, M'sia, but Bintan as well!!! But the one thing I cannot, simply, totally come to terms with is, his theory of "CANNOT HANG OUT ALONE BECAUSE I AM HIS FRIEND'S GIRLFRIEND"!! We are all friends way before that. Don't deny it, bro. This is INVALID!!
Overall, a great buddy and definitely a friend worth keeping. Am keeping my fingers, toes, and whatever appendage crossed, that some day, he will exit from his ossify shell!!
The Tea Room
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Moi
It is Monday, and if you did pay a little attention, you would have realise the fonts are in blue colour. And again, if you just squirt a little of your brain juice, you would understand the correlation here. Blue fonts, blue mood, MONDAY BLUESSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssssss
But...I had a nice Sunday outing with my friends. Met up with them for dinner @ Fish & Co. One of my favourites hang-out simply because I LOVE FISH!! Price are affordable too plus the peppermint sweet they offer to diminish the after-taste is a BONUS!!
Anyway, we went for a cuppa at this place where they offered great tea. "The Tea Room" @ Esplanade. I am impressed the moment I stepped into this place. It gives me a different kind of feeling. Very soothing, relaxing and comfortable place. From the setting, background music, displays etc right up to the china and especially the lady who serve us.
She is very sweet and demure-looking. Dressed in white top and blank pants, a black apron tied around her svelte figure and her hair neatly tied up in a bun. She speaks with such nice and sweet voice that you almost melt and with that sincere smile of hers. Not that I am smitten with her (I am straight) but she deserved the praise. No doubt that it is a must in service line, she has very good PR skills, very rarely came across someone like her. She performed her duties with pride and confidence, knowing every single detail about the tea/ coffee/ cake/ quiches that they offered. Giving you advices and opinion on which is nice, which is unique, which is light/ heavy and just right for little bites. Very professional. She chats with all the patrons to make sure that everyone is comfortable. She fuss over you at the tiniest thing, is the air-con too strong, is the music too dull etc....you almost feel like a king/ queen.
Though I am not a tea-lover, but I would love to visit that place again. Not because of the complimentary vouchers she gave us, but because of the good service and great atmosphere.
That's what I called good service and I wouldn't mind abit about paying the service charge.
Next, I am going to try out that chocolate beverage @ Max Brenner. Highly recommended by my friend for CHOCOLATE LOVERS!! Yum, yum!!
But...I had a nice Sunday outing with my friends. Met up with them for dinner @ Fish & Co. One of my favourites hang-out simply because I LOVE FISH!! Price are affordable too plus the peppermint sweet they offer to diminish the after-taste is a BONUS!!
Anyway, we went for a cuppa at this place where they offered great tea. "The Tea Room" @ Esplanade. I am impressed the moment I stepped into this place. It gives me a different kind of feeling. Very soothing, relaxing and comfortable place. From the setting, background music, displays etc right up to the china and especially the lady who serve us.
She is very sweet and demure-looking. Dressed in white top and blank pants, a black apron tied around her svelte figure and her hair neatly tied up in a bun. She speaks with such nice and sweet voice that you almost melt and with that sincere smile of hers. Not that I am smitten with her (I am straight) but she deserved the praise. No doubt that it is a must in service line, she has very good PR skills, very rarely came across someone like her. She performed her duties with pride and confidence, knowing every single detail about the tea/ coffee/ cake/ quiches that they offered. Giving you advices and opinion on which is nice, which is unique, which is light/ heavy and just right for little bites. Very professional. She chats with all the patrons to make sure that everyone is comfortable. She fuss over you at the tiniest thing, is the air-con too strong, is the music too dull etc....you almost feel like a king/ queen.
Though I am not a tea-lover, but I would love to visit that place again. Not because of the complimentary vouchers she gave us, but because of the good service and great atmosphere.
That's what I called good service and I wouldn't mind abit about paying the service charge.
Next, I am going to try out that chocolate beverage @ Max Brenner. Highly recommended by my friend for CHOCOLATE LOVERS!! Yum, yum!!
On A Little Note
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Moi
On days such as this, right now at this moment, I feel inspirational and emotional as I penned down my innermost thoughts and feelings. Therapeutic indeed, I can never find a better outlet as calming (yet at times frustrating due to poor vocab) as writing. Am seriously convicted and hooked.
L.O.V.E
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Moi
What is LOVE? Is it just to have a strong feeling of caring for and liking someone, combined with sexual attraction? Is it just a rush of sparks that exploded in a spur of moment? What is the true meaning that lies beyond this simple word yet that stirred strong emotions in the heart of humanity? Is there ever a more lucid explanation of what LOVE is all about? How do you know that you are in love? How authentic and true are you about LOVING someone? By what measure do you determine the depth and certainty of this feeling? I have been comtemplating on this subject and no humanity can offer a better answer than in the Bible.
It says...
LOVE is patient, LOVE is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. LOVE does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. LOVE never fails.
~ 1 Cor 13
It says...
LOVE is patient, LOVE is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. LOVE does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. LOVE never fails.
~ 1 Cor 13
All may seem easy to achieve if you look at them individually but if you were to lump them together, now that's a different ball game. How many of you out there can, without doubt, admit that you are capable of all these attributes that eventually lead to TRUE LOVE? We are just humans, imperfect beings, all fall short of glory. Still, we can steer ourselves onwards in putting these values into practice.
You have to learn to love yourself before you can love someone else. Are you ready for the long-term committment? Most importantly, are you ready to LOVE?
Let It Go...
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Moi
Let go...I have to learn to let go. I relish the goodness of the past yet I cannot deny the fact that I have to move onward into the future, and to embrace life just as it was meant to be now or then.
In my life, there are many things/ people that I hold very dearly, may it be worldly possessions or friends. During my journey of life, truely beyond my control, some may be lost on the way while others may choose to stay. Time will take a standstill as I savour the sweetness of the goodwill tidings or when I was totally devour by the sadness of the loss.
In my life, there are many things/ people that I hold very dearly, may it be worldly possessions or friends. During my journey of life, truely beyond my control, some may be lost on the way while others may choose to stay. Time will take a standstill as I savour the sweetness of the goodwill tidings or when I was totally devour by the sadness of the loss.
As such, feelings is incomprehensible and impausible. It comes from within, it speaks no words, it has no form. It does not inform you of its existence and yet it leaves no notice of leaving. At times, it is strong and unbeaten like a hero in a battle. Other times it is soft and delicate, needing shelter and protection like a child looking for comfort in her mother's bosom.
Feelings is akin to a bowl of salad. It can be bland, dull and unpalatable which signifies sadness. It can also be colourful and exceptionally sweet when you are in love. It can also be a mixture which explains the dilemma and irony of life. Driving you in a state of confusion.
What kind of salad do you have in your bowl right now?
Me = 
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
Aww!!
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Moi
My arms weigh a tonne and it is all thanks to a great workout yesterday. Joined my friends for kick-boxing yesterday. Just a mere 10 bucks, and you are in for some kick-ass actions. Started off with rope-skipping which lasted for 6 mintues, kinda warm-up the body. Boy, by the time the skipping is done, I am totally beaten. If you see me, you would have thought I just had attended aerobics-kick boxing-pilates-yoga all-in-one session. Unfortunately, this is just the beginning.
With loud and fast tempo blasts of music to set the momentum, we began the actual routine. Front jab, side jab, up jab, down jab, elbow jab. Front kick, side kick and jump kick. I felt like Bruce Lee in action, tossing my punches at the enemy. Then we were told to do diamond push-ups, abdominal crunches in between the routine. The most challenging part will be to jump-squat-push up-squat-jump-right side kick-left side kick-jump kick which really turned my legs really wobbly like jelly and almost drive myself into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Because I looked so silly in the mirror reflection trying hard to keep up with the fast tempo and all the flying kicks. (in all the wrong directions)
The finale ended with a cooling down routine akin to yoga and tai-chi styles which really relaxes the body muscle. The instructor was telling us to be grateful that we can jump, run, hop because not many people can do it. We should not take for granted and be thankful for the muscles. So as we massage our muscles to release of the tensions, all of us in unison, to the rythmic thumping, chanting thank you, thank you, thank you and endless thank you(s). (to the ligaments, hamstrings, biceps, triceps and what-not of course)
I am comtemplating on signing up for kick-boxing as a member to lose some calories of course. Truely, I enjoyed the session. Now, I am ready to kick some real ass.
With loud and fast tempo blasts of music to set the momentum, we began the actual routine. Front jab, side jab, up jab, down jab, elbow jab. Front kick, side kick and jump kick. I felt like Bruce Lee in action, tossing my punches at the enemy. Then we were told to do diamond push-ups, abdominal crunches in between the routine. The most challenging part will be to jump-squat-push up-squat-jump-right side kick-left side kick-jump kick which really turned my legs really wobbly like jelly and almost drive myself into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Because I looked so silly in the mirror reflection trying hard to keep up with the fast tempo and all the flying kicks. (in all the wrong directions)
The finale ended with a cooling down routine akin to yoga and tai-chi styles which really relaxes the body muscle. The instructor was telling us to be grateful that we can jump, run, hop because not many people can do it. We should not take for granted and be thankful for the muscles. So as we massage our muscles to release of the tensions, all of us in unison, to the rythmic thumping, chanting thank you, thank you, thank you and endless thank you(s). (to the ligaments, hamstrings, biceps, triceps and what-not of course)
I am comtemplating on signing up for kick-boxing as a member to lose some calories of course. Truely, I enjoyed the session. Now, I am ready to kick some real ass.
WWIII
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Moi
"You can't be so self-centred!"
That's was it. The deadly word being splurted out from his mouth during our heated argument. It hit me akin to hitting the nail right on the head. I literally had to jolt and relocate myself back to reality. A nimbus over my head. My self-esteem was brought right down to ground zero. Nothing. Silence seemed to engulf the whole situation perpetually.
Then....
Tears trickled down my cheeks. It hurt alot especially when it surfaced from someone who is very dear to my heart. Excruciating heartache. The feeling is far worse than having salt rubbed onto an infected wound with yellowish pus oozing out. My mind being thrown off into a whirlpool , in a whirring motion. Every nitty gritty of the things we once shared began to fill every single byte of space in my memory.
Perplexed.
Though he clarified that he was not pin-pointing anyone (me in particular) about being self-centredness, however, I am still perturbed over the whole issue. This really set me into thinking and did some soul-searching. Perhaps, I should pay more details of my body language and the way I convey my thinking and thoughts. At times, my good intentions are perversed at the final outcome.
Really gald that this WWIII is over because I am totally zonked out by the time we had our indifferences ironed out.
That's was it. The deadly word being splurted out from his mouth during our heated argument. It hit me akin to hitting the nail right on the head. I literally had to jolt and relocate myself back to reality. A nimbus over my head. My self-esteem was brought right down to ground zero. Nothing. Silence seemed to engulf the whole situation perpetually.
Then....
Tears trickled down my cheeks. It hurt alot especially when it surfaced from someone who is very dear to my heart. Excruciating heartache. The feeling is far worse than having salt rubbed onto an infected wound with yellowish pus oozing out. My mind being thrown off into a whirlpool , in a whirring motion. Every nitty gritty of the things we once shared began to fill every single byte of space in my memory.
Perplexed.
Though he clarified that he was not pin-pointing anyone (me in particular) about being self-centredness, however, I am still perturbed over the whole issue. This really set me into thinking and did some soul-searching. Perhaps, I should pay more details of my body language and the way I convey my thinking and thoughts. At times, my good intentions are perversed at the final outcome.
Really gald that this WWIII is over because I am totally zonked out by the time we had our indifferences ironed out.
My New Baby
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Moi
Slim. Sleek. Stylish. Compact. Light.
These are what I like about my new baby.
I have a penchant for MP3 player. Been doing abit of research, read up and dishing out reviews on the current market for digital music player. Struggling with the choice to get hard-drive or flash memory MP3. The former has an enormous storage space of up to 60GB whereas the latter only has a maximum capacity of 256MB. Each type has its own pros and cons, ultimately it all boils down to what are your requirements and expectations. Of course the vital criteria: BUDGET.
iPOD (mini is a darling too!!) warranted my attention, not only its exquisite features, big storage space, good audio quality but also its overwhelming price tag. Way too pricey. Hype gadget.
Creative. ZEN Jukebox or NOMAD MuVo. Too many versions, spoilt for choice. More affordable, features (appearance wise) may not be as attractive as the iPOD but definitely not short-changed in the audio and storage department.
These are what I like about my new baby.
I have a penchant for MP3 player. Been doing abit of research, read up and dishing out reviews on the current market for digital music player. Struggling with the choice to get hard-drive or flash memory MP3. The former has an enormous storage space of up to 60GB whereas the latter only has a maximum capacity of 256MB. Each type has its own pros and cons, ultimately it all boils down to what are your requirements and expectations. Of course the vital criteria: BUDGET.
iPOD (mini is a darling too!!) warranted my attention, not only its exquisite features, big storage space, good audio quality but also its overwhelming price tag. Way too pricey. Hype gadget.
Creative. ZEN Jukebox or NOMAD MuVo. Too many versions, spoilt for choice. More affordable, features (appearance wise) may not be as attractive as the iPOD but definitely not short-changed in the audio and storage department.
My verdict: MuVo Slim MP3 player integrated with FM radio. It is sleek, slim and very compact, just right about the size of a credit card. Very stylish too and super lightweight. With flash memory of 256MB (128MB also available). It comes in an assortment of colours. My favourites: Basic Black & Metallic Silver. The bundle also consists of a leather case, earpiece, CD (software installation) and a USB cable.
I purchase mine with much aniticipation and excitement. Popped over to the Creative @ IBP, yes there is a sale going on there. My oh my, crowded with people, armed with baskets full of MP3, thumb-drives, sound blaster, peripherals etc. I missed alot of good deals at the COMEX (heard that iPOD are selling at a very cheap price). So not wanting to repeat my mistake, got my good-natured-always-helpful vendor to drive me all the way to Jurong East. In fact, he bought more than I did. Overall, we both had some great buys and you can see us smiling happily as we excused ourselves from the warehouse.
Yup, the sale is still on till this Sunday (5 Sept 2004) and each day, they will have some STAR BUYs and oh, you can try bidding as well. What are you waiting for, go get yourself a MP3.
T.O.D.A.Y
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Moi
Nope, not the newspaper that you got it for free every morning regardless rain or shine. It is just about ME on 2nd Septembter 2004. This day is of no significant importance to me, just an ordinary day or so I thought until....
background music: classical
atmosphere: damp
air: stale, cold
mood: mediocre
Things doesn't seem to go too well for me today. I have been sluggish for the past 2 weeks. I was literally wasting my time away in the office (ops!) because all projects have been completed and pending for new ones to come in. Just as I thought I could again slack my way through the day, came in a project that need immediate execution. What the heck! Got to get my butt of my comfy zone and start all the necessary preparations (oh, I hate paperwork, totally mundane).
I spent the whole morning filling up forms, getting all the information that I needed etc. It took me almost half a day to do all the setups, to double-check the procedures so as not to make mistakes. Happily, trying to link up everything, only to find out that there is some bug in the software. Wasted another 30-45mins to debug and rectify the problem.
Finally can take a breather, in came another job request. Again, started the cycle of mundane tasks. Isn't it irony that when I am free, I am really FREE (no requests, no projects) but when I am already piled up with work, more requests just popped up from nowhere. Like some sales, everyone just crowded to that particular store whose stuff are going at 70%. Wanting to attract more consumers, they might just slapped in free gifts for the 1st 100 customers, the more the merrier they thought. But hey, I am not having any SALE down here and I need a break in between two heavy, urgently-needed-to meet-deadlines projects.
I also found out something. Yes, always when things start getting heavy and overloaded, this colleague of mine just disappeared with a MC. Maybe next time, I should forecast my MC as well.
The more impatient I am, the more the work cannot be accomplished. Murphy Law's. Urghh.
Got to stop all these whinning and get back to SERIOUS work. Can't wait for the day to be over.
background music: classical
atmosphere: damp
air: stale, cold
mood: mediocre
Things doesn't seem to go too well for me today. I have been sluggish for the past 2 weeks. I was literally wasting my time away in the office (ops!) because all projects have been completed and pending for new ones to come in. Just as I thought I could again slack my way through the day, came in a project that need immediate execution. What the heck! Got to get my butt of my comfy zone and start all the necessary preparations (oh, I hate paperwork, totally mundane).
I spent the whole morning filling up forms, getting all the information that I needed etc. It took me almost half a day to do all the setups, to double-check the procedures so as not to make mistakes. Happily, trying to link up everything, only to find out that there is some bug in the software. Wasted another 30-45mins to debug and rectify the problem.
Finally can take a breather, in came another job request. Again, started the cycle of mundane tasks. Isn't it irony that when I am free, I am really FREE (no requests, no projects) but when I am already piled up with work, more requests just popped up from nowhere. Like some sales, everyone just crowded to that particular store whose stuff are going at 70%. Wanting to attract more consumers, they might just slapped in free gifts for the 1st 100 customers, the more the merrier they thought. But hey, I am not having any SALE down here and I need a break in between two heavy, urgently-needed-to meet-deadlines projects.
I also found out something. Yes, always when things start getting heavy and overloaded, this colleague of mine just disappeared with a MC. Maybe next time, I should forecast my MC as well.
The more impatient I am, the more the work cannot be accomplished. Murphy Law's. Urghh.
Got to stop all these whinning and get back to SERIOUS work. Can't wait for the day to be over.
E.N.Y.A
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Moi
On a lazy, humid Saturday afternoon, I was browsing through my catalogue of CDs when I found this album I bought a few years back. I don't have a special preference because I feel that there is always a genre of music for every atmosphere. But this particular album never fails to have a soothing effect on me. She has an angelic voice, so soft and delicate, yet smouldering enough to leave a deep impression.
This is a soundtrack from Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of The Ring
[May It Be]
May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come) [1]
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now
This is a soundtrack from Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of The Ring
[May It Be]
May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come) [1]
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now
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