Thursday, January 29, 2009 


just read this:

十年生死两茫茫,不思量,自难忘。 千里孤坟,无处话凄凉。 纵使相逢应不识。 尘满脸,鬓如霜。

夜来幽梦忽还乡, 小轩窗, 正梳妆. 相顾无言, 唯有泪千行. 料得年年肠断处, 明月夜, 断松岗.

Used to study this poem, but it didnt strike me. Maybe i m getting old.

I m thinking if some years later after i died, probably she is the only one who would remember me.

Marriage is truly a blessing from God.

Monday, January 26, 2009 

It Starts From My Toes

It's kinda embarassing to say this actually, and a bit awkward too. Dunno if it's bcoz I am no longer working full time or I had the space and peace to really really reflect on myself but..

I kinda embraced my arch nemesis - the much dreaded annual CNY celebrations.

I didn't resent all the cooking and cleaning as much but instead I did more this year, and I believe I actually attempted to reach out today, the 1st day of Chinese lunar calendar. I would be lying if I said I didn't miss the hustle and bustle of 14 busy working years at all or the pinch at having to miss another year of fantastic bonuses, the juicy lunchtime gossips, the constant bickering in the office for the sake of deadlines and QC, but I didn't cringe at the stampede of visiting relatives and kids running about the house. Nothing's changed at all, but something, SOMETHING is going right.

*back slaps*

Now this girl is going to reward herself with a good 90 minutes aromatherapy massage tomorrow.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009 

The Playground

Little Rosie and Lily were the best of friends at the school playground.

Everyday, little Rosie and Lily eyed the swing during playtime, but it was always occupied by the other kids. Some days, both girls would line up hand in hand for their turns. Other days, they talked about how cool it would be to find another swing all to themselves.

One day, little Rosie and Lily did exactly that. In another playground, Rosie sat on the swing. Oh, how high she went! And how fast too! With the sun on her cheeks and the wind in her hair! What a delightful time that was!

Not only that, other kids liked Rosie better and offered their turns on the swing to Rosie. Little Lily wasn't half as lucky. She had to wait and wait for a turn that never came. Rosie said to her one day, "Oh Lily! I don't know what to do! I have been on the swing like, everyday now! Not only that, Daisy and Orchid and Iris and Jasmine is like, offering me their turns! I have too many turns! What a bother! All this swinging is like, giving me a headache! I can't say no and hurt their feelings! What do you think I should do?!!"

Call Lily a sour grape but she has a pretty good idea what Rosie should do with her turns and where she should place it. -_-

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