you are always on my mind i'm cant stop thinking about you

Y Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Riddle

Secret Correspondence

I cannot be satisfied, my Dearest Friend!
blest as i am in the matrimonial state.

unless i pour into your friendly bosom,
which has ever been in unison with mine,
the various deep sensations which swell
with the liveliest emotions of pleasure
my almost bursting heart. i tell you my dear
husband is one of the most amiable of men,
i have been married seven weeks, and
have never found the least reason to
Repent the day that joined us, my husband is
in person and manners far from resembling
ugly, crass, old, disagreeable, and jealous
monster, who think by confining to secure;

a wife, it is his maxim to treat as a
bosom friend and confidant, and not as a
plaything or menial slave, the woman
chosen to be his companion. Neither party
he says ought to be obey implicitly; --
but each yield to the other by turns --
An ancient maiden aunt, near seventy,
a cheerful, venerable, and pleasant lady,
live in the house with us- she is the de-
light of both young and old -she is ci
vil to all the neighbourhood round,
generous and charitable to the poor --
i know my husband loves nothing more
than he does me; flatters me more
than the glass, and his intoxication
(for so i must call the excess of his love)

often makes me blush for the unworthiness
of its object, and i wish i could be more deserving
of the man whose name i bear. To
say all in one word, my dear, and to
Crown the whole, my former gallant lover
is now my indulgent husband, my fondness
is returned, and i might have had
a prince, without the felicity i find with
him. Adieu! May you be as blest as i am un-
able to wish that i could be more
happy.

only you;

2:25 PM

Y

Dug History

Warning

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no mercy for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety for my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

only you;

2:24 PM

Y

Flipping Through

I Remember, I Remember

I remember, I remember,
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping in at morn;
He never came a wink too soon,
Nor brought too long a day,
But now, I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away!

I remember, I remember,
The roses, red, white,
The violets, and the lily-cups,
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs where the robin built,
And where my brother set
The laburnum on his birthday-
The tree is living yet!

I remember, I remember,
Where I was used to swing,
And thought the air must rush as fresh
To swallows on the wing;
My spirit flew in feathers then,
That is so heavy now,
And summer pools could hardly cool
The fever on my brow!

I remember, I remember,
The fir trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender tops
Were close against the sky;
It was a childish ignorance,
But now ‘tis little joy
To know I’m farther off from Heav’n
Than when I was a boy.

only you;

2:23 PM

Y Monday, April 21, 2008

Relight the Fire

geez. my application to NYP failed. totally. anyw, it was half expected. so i guess its now NS and NS for the next 2 year of my life. how boring can it get?

went for my medical checkup on the 16th of april. lols. those medics are sadistic. especially the one that draws ur blood. he filled up 2 tubes. like one tube wasnt enough. blood leechers! and thn i went for the x-ray test. lol. boy was that funny. u had to stand there, facing some dumb stand and wait. thn breathe in and *click*. sorry boy, we need to take again. thn they did it the second time. and they said the 'camera' was faulty. so i had to wait there, half naked. cheap thrill. thn finally it was over. and next stop was the ECG. haha. i had a trainee to check me up. took five of those 'cup scanners' and plug it on ur body to scan i know not what. thn the report came out and say 'cup 5' was loose. and the guy ask his senior what happen cos the 'cups' attached to me were in fact tight. trust me, i was giggling. cos it tickles. so anyw, we got that over and done aft person who were behind me were done. leaving me the joker there alone thn came urine test. lol. seriously, this was funny. cos the instructions in the toilet were misleading. and i wondered for a moment what if we had no urine to excret. are we gonna wait for 2 hours? ><

and the next 2 stupidest test i've taken. the audio test. they required u to place earphones over ur head, and listen for a beeping sound. as soon as u hear it, u're suppose to response to it. so if u hear it on ur left ear, raise ur left hand vice versa. and so i was demonstrating how a puppet move. lols. it went like, left, left, left, right, right ,left. LOL. ironic. and i pass. :D and the next test needs a calculator. yes u mayb have guess it, its maths. seriously, i got so pissed with doing it cos it kept giving me the same qns. i was totally blown off. and their reason was, due to the limited talent pool we have, u are require to take this test to help maximise the shortage of manpower. and i went, 'okay, so how does this help when its all maths?' haha. at one point of time, i was so ANNOYED, i just skip 3 qns and thn i decided, better do them. cos it frigging took everyone at CMPB abt 1h 30mins to just do the test..

and that was it. so its NS and thn probably gonna decide what i've gotta do. i feel so drained. just every week, i look forward to sunday for fellowship and badminton game at night. as for the weekdays, everyone's at sch while i'm being a nice person to work. -.- i'm tire.

relight my fire.

if i could turn back time, i wanna make things right and hold ur hand to tell u. i'm sorry abt the blunder and start anew.

ich lieben dich.

only you;

11:19 AM

Y Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Finally..

I havent gotten my com repaired. i havent blog my story. i havent decided what i shld do in life. i wonder how NS is like? what my future would be? Whether i'll get married? Will i be rich? Will i be poor? My spiritual faith, where would i be? Would i stay strong and face life with positivity or would i just lose hope and quit holding on? Eliminating the possibilities, i find it funny. mayb thats how life throw lemons at you. hhaha..

At age 18, u feel mature. feel like an adult. wasnt it all our childhood dream to grow up one day and make decisions for ourself? look at it now, i rather be young. i rather stay young. having been in the working world, its alot different from what u're taught in sch and textbook. all that u study in ur textbook teach nothing abt preparing u for work life. it gives knowledge but lack the essence of survival in the working world.

the once innocent me to ignore my parents decision, making decision on my own self is gone. when u're a teen, u probably think ur parents are restricting u from almost everything. buy hey, they just dont want you to suffer. but we still go ahead with it. now me almost being an young adult, u face lots of things. imagine once reaching 21, u have to start deciding on ur own. u have to make plans for ur future. u cant rely on ur parents and say, 'pocket money please'.

u would have grown outta it.

and thats not all, in SG we talk abt qualifications. without it, u'll probably be fighting over a cleaner's job. i know it sound hard, but its reality. btw, cleaners are called 'sanitation engineers'. xD so, we move on.. u gotta get ur own apartment. to live in. ur parents would no longer need a mansion to live in. moving out means, bank loans to pay for ur HDB estate. and furniture. and every month, u'll have to pay ur handphone bill, utility bills and if u own a car, ur monthly car installments with over rated interest. ur house phone bill, ur daily allowance have to be think thrice before spending, and mayb groceries?

and if u've got a girlfriend, u've to spend some money when going out. and if u're planning to get married, u'll incurr more bank loans. after which, u still gotta think abt ur descendants. a load to think abt. and not forgetting ur job. u gotta constantly upgrade urself in order to stay in the company. and not forgetting the percentage of retrenchment. and CPF, ur insurance, ur bank account.

with all these to shoulder at age 21 and so forth, phew does it sound hard. we even got to worry abt out health. another added factor to increase our burden cos if any serious illness hits us. there goes ur coffin/burial money. D:

i'd rather stay young. forever.

its just me.

only you;

11:59 AM