7:29 AM
Sunday, February 26, 2006
wad are feelins? why are they tat fragile?
wad is heart? why do they feel pain?
wad is love, why do i yearn for it?
wad is to be strong, when even the strongest tree will fall?
wad is to be brave, when even the braviest knight will die, no1 lives forever?
wad are flirts, when they are jus findin the most suitable person to be wif?
wad are perverts, when u lack the care n love ani others earn easily?
wad are despo, when u need to be loved n feel special?
wad is loyal, but lack of courage to be loved foreva?
wad is courage without love?
i always believe tat love is nt bout loving the perfect person but bout loving the imperfect person perfectly....
i also noe tat my love i cant be alone,
i will chose to nt be attach if he cant be there when i needed
coz if still lonely y stead?
i am depend on my stead alot
that is y my search for the 1 is always hard n confusing..
haiz so sianz..
is like i wish to settle down by 18.. going to be 18 soon le in sept... how
haiz fan!!! who can be there when i need?
9:30 PM
Saturday, February 18, 2006
as i last mentioned i no longer in sakura restaurant..
in a way lucky tat i gt the job the same dae i interview..
but to sae the truth i was disappointed in it..
besides ever since i was in sakura,
i been tinkin if the hospitality line was wad i wanted...
u see dreams n reality is always diff...
the way ur dream ger/boi is always diff compared to ur future husband/wife.
if reality n dreams can ever be mixed, it will be wonderful.
however in most cases it is veri rare
as i was saein,
i began to tink if i reali love the hospitality line?
to see others hafin fun after their work while i am still workin?
selfishly, i rather i was the 1 playin..
i dun wish to make any decision on impulse,
so i gotta gif myself more time to tink, b4 i make up my mind bout where my future will lead to..
i jus wish the poly will accept mi tis time ..
n gif mi a chance to try sumting new,
n see which path of life shud i take...
i been readin the memoirs of geisha
there is few sentence tat kinda appeal to mi
'we dun become a geisha because we wan to, we become a geisha coz we haf no choice'
"sumtimes e tings i rmb are more real than e tings i see..
i do strongly recommend this book.. no pt in mi tellin u why it is interestin ..
u can try to flip thru it, maybe u will like it a diff way i like..
in my case i love the movie,
so when i happen to flip the book , though i nv love readin thick book i noe i haf to read it.
i read it everywhere i go, on mrt bus til i miss my stop once.
and if u ever love the movie u will love this book even more, i promise.
hee btw dunno y my tag board cant see...
sad so cant read aniting fr u pple at all !
4:46 AM
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Here is the story for those lost the sense of romance in their live.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Very touching story...
My husband is an Engineer by profession,
I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling
when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into
marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it.
The reasons of me loving him before,has now transformed into the cause of all my
restlessness.I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings,
I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy.
My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision , that I wanted a divorce
"Why?" he asked, shocked. "I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!"
I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times.
My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament,
what else can I hope from him?
And finally he asked me:" What can I do to change your mind?"
Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered :
"Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower wil l cause your death, will you do it for me?"
He said :" I will give you your answer tomorrow...."
My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting,underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....
My dear,"I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further.."
This first line was already breaking my heart.
I continued reading.
"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen,I have to saved my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to
save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.
You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism.
I have to save my mouth> to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails , and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face...
Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do...
I could not pick that flower yet, and die..
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting...and as I continue on reading...
"Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread....
Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as
much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone...
That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.... flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship.
Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life.. .
Love, not words win arguments...
5:53 AM
Thursday, February 09, 2006
I Think Of You Lyrics
by Tata
Young
When I'm down and all alone
When nothing seems to matter
When I lose my hope
When I'm sad and confused
When it all gets turned around and 'round
I can't seem to reach for solid ground
When everything I've believed in seems untrue
All I have to do
[Chorus]
Is think of you I think of you
and it's gone
Like you chase away the storm
Making it all okay
I think of youI
think of you and
I'm strong
And I know I can go on
It's like you set me free
When life gets the best of me
I just think of you
Now I know what love means
And whatever life may hold for me
Through the fire
Through the rain
I believe
Cause there's nothing I can't bear
Knowing that you will be there
If I fall I won't break
Through it all I'll make it through
Cause all I have to do
[Chorus]
And when I think I'm all alone
I can't see the way to go
Lost in the rain of my own tears
To wash away the pain and fear
[Chorus]
For the good times and the bad times
I just think of you
Cause you know you get the best of me
I just think of you
hmm nice songs jus wan i needed now.
if u ask mi who i tink of...is nt a guy...
but sum1 else..
silly mi but still i am like tat ? cant control myself too if i could i will..
5:23 AM
no longer workin in sakura restaurant due to complicated reasons..
cannot type here too..
so now dunno will be able to continue my studies nt
i dunno almost everyting bout my life
backstabbers..
i dunno if sumtimes is jus natural to sum pple or wad..
but to mi.. i believe if i nv do it den gif them sae lor
i jus wan to prove my point by nt argin mi
not showin i am guilty and noe wad the f*** they are saein la..
to be ignorant
life goes on no matter wad..
memories are jus like moving pics in ur brain tat keep going on n on in ur mind...
tat brings feelins tat u tot will nv be trigger again back..
creatin images tat nth ever changes..
tat makes u compare the present and now..
tat makes u wish nth ever changes..
tat there is always changes in the changes
sumtimes no matter u like it or nt tings still happen n so helplessly we onli see n watch
u noe y i love to be a bookworm coz in books
i find a world of peace fantasy and most importantly comfort n a place tat is safe to be the real ME , tat jus wanna be happy...
who doesnt .. tat jus dun haf to tink too much no need to be mature can be as childish as can be,
tat the world is nt tat cunning tat fake..
wad is real n wad is fake i no longer noe
i go by guts feelins so i wun regret.. sixth sense...
as time goes by, i guess i leant alot.. i learn to see tings in a beta view i hope
haha do take care n leave a tag behind
i love readin tags,. hee