Only on a Friday does the vent open
The steam releases
At least tomorrow's a Saturday
And no one need to see me
One drink down
One mad rush
One more week
One tear drop
And Sunday's not going to be easier
Another memory to deny
Another sigh to ignore
Another emotion to disguise
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
What would you have said?
That faithful morning,
When you watched the sun rose,
What would you have said?
That "I was like the sun, constant and unfailing"
"You never woke up without me to greet your day"
That faithful morning,
What would he have said?
That "I've waited till I couldn't
Still you weren't back
I had to go"
That faithful morning,
As you breathe your last,
What would you have said?
That "I wished you were here,
Just as I have always been for you"
This faithful evening,
As I looked at your photo
A thousand miles away
My tears trickle
My heart goes numb
My words are lost
My smile is gone
My sorrow hounds me
I wished you can talk to me one more time.
When you watched the sun rose,
What would you have said?
That "I was like the sun, constant and unfailing"
"You never woke up without me to greet your day"
That faithful morning,
What would he have said?
That "I've waited till I couldn't
Still you weren't back
I had to go"
That faithful morning,
As you breathe your last,
What would you have said?
That "I wished you were here,
Just as I have always been for you"
This faithful evening,
As I looked at your photo
A thousand miles away
My tears trickle
My heart goes numb
My words are lost
My smile is gone
My sorrow hounds me
I wished you can talk to me one more time.
Monday, January 15, 2007
In Loving Memory of the Love of My Life- Kitty (1986-2006)
You came as a week old kitten, frail and helpless
We picked you among the litter of black and white kitties
You were the cutest of them all
Once I wrapped you up like a baby
Rocking you as you slept
Then you made my bed your bed
And you snuggled in my quilt
You'll wake me up like clockwork
Asking me to let you out
You'll meow and meow
And nibble my nose and step on me
Sometimes when you're bored
You talk to me
But all this while
You listened more than talked
You hear my cries when I was sad
Slept by my side when I was sick
You were one faithful companion
Who never changed when man did
I can't even re-tell your story
Without going back to recall my life
You shared 20 years of my life with me
It will be my own loss for the rest
If losing all my riches
If forgoing what I love
If giving up what I have
Will bring you back to me
If those tears I cried,
Could let me can say "I love you" again
Could let me feel your warmth again
And hear you meow again
You know Ah Boy, my baby, my most beloved, my friend, my faithful companion,
There's nothing I won't do for you.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
I've been Tagged
My dear kuzzin tagged me. I don't even know what to do when you are tagged. But looking at hers, some kind of truth of myself will ceremoniously do the job.
1)I slept with my kitty cat on the same bed for almost a decade or more. A real one, not a stuff toy. But sitting on my bed also meant I had his white fur on my black office suit. Potentially embarrasing but nothing I can do about it.
2)Like my kuzzin, I can play music by ear, but can't read notes. The first melody I can play came from the first TCS drama series- some army show that featured Hwang Wen Yong, who also happened to be my first crush at 6 years old. Don't ask me if I gave him up for the more handsome Wang Yu Qing in 'The Flying Fish'. And no, the crush didn't last till 'The Awakenings' (Wu Xuo Nang Yang).
3)I once unknowingly took a nice long shower in the gents... that was in an England hostel, where the bathroom cubicles didn't come with doors, but only a flimsy curtain. I walked out without even realising.
Can't think anymore, long day from work... now I need to just zzzz...
1)I slept with my kitty cat on the same bed for almost a decade or more. A real one, not a stuff toy. But sitting on my bed also meant I had his white fur on my black office suit. Potentially embarrasing but nothing I can do about it.
2)Like my kuzzin, I can play music by ear, but can't read notes. The first melody I can play came from the first TCS drama series- some army show that featured Hwang Wen Yong, who also happened to be my first crush at 6 years old. Don't ask me if I gave him up for the more handsome Wang Yu Qing in 'The Flying Fish'. And no, the crush didn't last till 'The Awakenings' (Wu Xuo Nang Yang).
3)I once unknowingly took a nice long shower in the gents... that was in an England hostel, where the bathroom cubicles didn't come with doors, but only a flimsy curtain. I walked out without even realising.
Can't think anymore, long day from work... now I need to just zzzz...
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Who Am I?
I'm not starting 2007 with resolutions; I'm glad I had the time to spend the time watching the sunset and enjoying the peace that I almost forgot, existed.
What if everything was taken away from you tomorrow? Would you still be able to stand secure? We're happy to be someone's daughter, someone's girlfriend, someone's best friend, some great company's valuable employee, but if these were all taken away, what are we left with?
What makes me the unique person that I am? What makes you different from me?
Before you blame me for throwing that philosophical barrage on you, I'll tell you that being in a different country with friends who hardly know you for more than 2 years, you'll feel the greater need to be rooted in who you are. Either that, you can change with the situation, just be whatever people want you to be.
This year, I want to know more about myself... there's gotta be a starting point.
Frankston Beach (Mornington Peninsular)
What if everything was taken away from you tomorrow? Would you still be able to stand secure? We're happy to be someone's daughter, someone's girlfriend, someone's best friend, some great company's valuable employee, but if these were all taken away, what are we left with?
What makes me the unique person that I am? What makes you different from me?
Before you blame me for throwing that philosophical barrage on you, I'll tell you that being in a different country with friends who hardly know you for more than 2 years, you'll feel the greater need to be rooted in who you are. Either that, you can change with the situation, just be whatever people want you to be.
This year, I want to know more about myself... there's gotta be a starting point.
Frankston Beach (Mornington Peninsular)
