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Friday, 10 July 2009

  • feather

    a little feather dropped into my hands today.
    i was leaving for work when i thought i felt rain.
    i held my hands out and down came this feather that fluttered into my hand.

    i guess it's time i be free of myself.
    things are gona change but maybe it's supposed to.
    who ever keeps living the same way forever right?

    i guess today will be a better day.
    and better days maybe ahead.

    i do hope my mum would feel the same way.

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Friday, 26 June 2009

  • tippie

    work and class and everything else has been keeping me on my toes recently. it drives me almost nuts. but what really keeps me up at night is the guilt of being lazy. which makes me busy. which doesn't make sense.

    epitome of silly self induced stress.

Thursday, 25 June 2009

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

  • sweet somethings

    it's a wednesday. i keep having to tell myself that. today's a forgetful day. it rained on the car last night and pretty yellow flowers stuck onto its roof. i wanted to drive a little faster so it would fly off it and shower the car behind me with a confetti of flowers. i always wanted to own a drive through that serves our favorite breakfast items early in the morning. cereal in milk, bacon and eggs, scones with cream, a donut, curry puff, nasi lemak bungkus, yoghurt with fruits and of course, good coffee. i hope it will rain tonight as i sleep so more yellow flowers will fall onto the roof of my car. i wish i could hang out with janet in delicious again, gorging over sinful mac+cheese, salad, coffee then complain about not having space for dessert but ordering one anyway- not without the fight of which to order. i also want to be at 95% at this moment, chopping 95% chops all over recipts and signing them off. makes me feel important. and at the end of every rainbow, there is hope and i still do believe if i wish for one, it would come true. rainbows own stars.

  • it's almost the end of june

    and i'm still no where.
    time goes by too quickly.

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

  • it takes the right tumble to fall

    "how is it," asked the little bird, "that you did not realise she wasn't happy when she was with you? it was so clear for all to see."

    "love like they say, is blind. i was happy. very happy. but because all i could see and feel was that happiness that she was with me, i could not see she was not happy with me. she doesn't love me. as she didn't realise she didn't."

    then love fell from the nest onto ground it lay rest.
    for the woman who died in this love nest, never once was she in love with what was in front but always what was behind.

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