You Want The Truth?

What lies beneath...Inside out...such a disturbing doubts and if we wanna the truth?? We CANT handle the truth. It's about our partner so called soulmate.

Do you really want to know everything about your partner? How long have you waited before you asked him about the truth, nothing but the truth. Is it too early or perhaps too late.?

How well do you really know our partner? This may seem like a simple question but there is more to it than meets the eye. I mean, do you know the truth about your partner in terms of his true colours, his past, previous relationships, his secrets, most darkest secret, the first time he kissed and of course the first time he lost his manhood too...but most of us will say...heck care who cares?...harhar.

But, let me warn you firsthand, always be prepared mentally. Coz once the cat is out of the bag, it will not return back. In a way, there's the advantages and disadvantages behind it. But it certainly will make your relationship much stronger with the 'barrier' in your relationship broken down. Like the berlin wall, everyone united with a wider scope of life ahead...as like the advantages/disadvantages it has the positive and negative results too.

Even worse still, you cant bear to look at his face after learning the truth. Frankly, the truth is an evil thing, sometimes it is not meant to be released. Its best kept as a secret till the end. It is good, too good to be true but....if otherwise? dont say its hard to accept or swallow maybe the blood vessel will burst out first. Dying young...har har no way.

I have a simple sassy way of seeing life. No fuss no mess.
While we're into secrecy and feelings. Have you ever have this feeling of wanting to share a secret with someone but you cant cos you've sworn not to tell anyone.

Well, right not its just jostling up and down inside me waiting to burst out and scream 'let me out, let me out, I want out now!' It makes my head thinking not straight most of the time.

But a promise is a promise. No matter whatever happens, I will not let 'them' out, let it be buried with me to the grave straight to the heaven...but then, no matter how we always keep the cats in the house, and end up someone will let the dog out...who let the dog out? whoof...whoof... whoof... whoofff.

A Visit To The Zoo

Its a fine day today and thought that it would be great to go to the zoological gardens. Its been quite sometime since our last visit. Sort of miss 'them' actually. Cant blame me, Im an animal lover by nature.

Since it was a last minute planning, there's no time to pack any sandwiches. I just grab whatever tidbits and snacks there is in the cupboard and hurriedly dress myself and the children beore making sure to pack along their raincoats in case it rains. By the time we're ready, the time show its already half past one. Must move faster...

We reached the destination about less than forty five minutes. Since its a school holiday, its quite crowded but we have no trouble finding a parking lot for our Mitsubishi Evo 9. We dont have to queue either to buy the entrance tickets since we are Friends of The Zoo. We have been FOZ since 1999. Just how loyal can we be.

Just upon entering, my stomach starts growling...damn it...so we have no choice but to head straight to the nearest KFC, since that is the nearest available restaurant..suddenly we were greeted by drizzles of rain, which make us more hurriedly to our next stop. Oh man what a start of our journey.

At the restaurant itself, people started flocking in to find seats. Those patrons inside although have finished eating, wouldnt budge their lazy ass due to the rain. No consideration to others at all. Starting to get to my nerves...feeling quite furious now. But luck is with me, the moment a couple stood up from their chair, I sprint to their table...

No way, no say would I give way to others who are also waiting. Its like finders keepers. Hey man, Im already dead hungry, what do you expect. To make matters worse, the queue to the counter is also long, have to wait about 10mins before its my turn to order. At last its my turn. Got everything I want and start eating and enjoying my chicken..original recipe, a whipped potato, coleslaw, popcorn chicken and top it up with Coke..its finger lickin' good..yum yum

But Im not as inconsiderate as other people around there. After finishing my food, we got up and left, in a way to give way to other patrons. Animal lovers are not cruel, they're all kind hearted people.

The drizzling have stopped, luckily. We headed to the reptile exhibit, then followed by one of my favourite animal, the Mandrill. Then there was the chimpanzees, how cute and lovable, always so bubbly. Not forgetting their cousins of course, Ah Mengs. But pity those animals too cos they're all stuck up either in their cage or their exhibit, when its 6 oclock, they have to return inside their 'home'.

By now, we've already covered almost three quarters of the animal exhibit and it have started to drizzle again. Awww...it means we have no choice but to dash to the zoo exit which is about 5 minute walk from where we are.

Luckily, the children didnt make a fuss for us having to leave so soon. They clearly know that the rain will not stop. Till the next visit maybe...after christmas I presume..Anyone wants to join??

Surprise!!

Surprise!! a birthday gift from my love. The gift is the one on the right. I like, I lurveee. Right now Im trying to complete my collection. Just three more designs to go and its complete wala...

The one on the left I just got it about six months back. Yeayyy..Got to go and fiddle, hug, caress my new lovely new baby and its cousins.

Happy Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, yeayy, well, its that time of the year again. My birthday. It means growing a year older...hmm. How I wish I could stop the clock, doesnt everyone?

There's nothing more I want on my birthday than a wish from my loved ones. It truly makes me happy when they did that. So touching that it makes my tears came rolling down my cheeks. Never mind the gift, but Im thankful to my special one, so thoughtful of YOU. Love you baby!! Its really touches my heart and soul, never did I imagine you would do something sweet for me.

Ehem, I think with a year difference in age, makes me receive lesser presents this year. Not that Im hoping for...harhar. There's no celebration or cake cutting this year, unlike last year. Just spending some quality precious time with my loved ones. Thats already fulfilling for me. No celebration can compare to that.

But how I wish that today wont end and we could still treasure this precious time we had together awhile longer. Just a wish....

Well, there's nothing much to write as the night is still young. Anything can happen. Cross my fingers. Catch up later.

The One

Five more days to my big day (my birthday that is). And my thoughts and mind have been bringing me back memories of my past relationships. Well, what can I say, I have a few bad 'encounters' in relationships, but many good sweet memorable ones too.

Its been said that "Matches are made in Heaven" then why we meet so many wrong people in our lives? Why destiny makes our path cross with them? Why not we meet the right one at first go and why the right one always come after we meet our share of wrong ones?

These questions always confuse me. Have you ever wondered why Mr. Wrong never seems that wrong at our first meeting but as time flies we realise "Oh! he is not the one."And when Mr. Right arrives, our past experiences make us so careful and cautious that poor Mr. Right pays for our past experiences without even having any fault of his.

Meeting someone whose not meant for you sometimes have very negative impact because this person may sometimes shake your entire individuality and make you think "Is something really wrong with me that I didnt click with him." Such thoughts are very harmful and may make us analyze ourselves for a certain period of time. We need to take all this in our stride and after few months we realise there is nothing wrong with us, it was just that we were not destined to click with Mr.Wrong and things once again start moving.

Once again we are ready to meet and give chances to people.Then arrives our hero I mean Mr. Right and things becomes rosy.We go through both smooth and rough paths with him.This time we want our relation to work and our sixth sense guides us. Even if the relation is not perfect but this relation gives us the feeling of satisfaction, contentment and feeling of being complete. We dont regret anymore meeting Mr. Wrong because now we realise the value of Mr.Right. May be meeting Mr. Wrong is the price we pay to meet Mr. Right. As they say "No pain no gain"
I can still remember when my Mr.Right entered my life with his charm, those eyes just shot through my heart, sharp yet seducing and with those lips of his, with his smile, it just melts me down making my knees trembling weak. Simply irresistable. And those masculine hands, broad shoulders...emmm they're just an invitation for a...ehem HUG.

Thats not all, just wait till he starts delivering his words, soft, sweet yet full of wisdom. Truly a man of intelligence. Did I forget to mention his great looks, never would I imagine that my dream man resembles my idol. Tall, fair skinned, dark hair... (I'm not going to tell who he looks like) Just what I wanted in a MAN.

I think for now my life is three quarter filled. I've gotten what I dreamed for and what I achieved for so far. Thank you God.

SE7EN

I was looking through my old diary and found an old writing of the things I wanted to do before my time's up or crushes I had and even my hate list. So, I've decided to refresh it in my blog. I loved doing it last the time so lets rock one more time. I hope it will rock you too.

7 things I plan to do before I die

1. Have a good and happy married life.
2. Enjoy motherhood, have babies and give them good upbringing.
3. Paragliding, bungee jumping and white river rafting..provided if I have the guts to do so.
4. Want to own a penthouse...(in your dreams sis)
5. Want to do something for underprivileged people
6. Be more practical and diplomatic (I know I dont have enuff intelligence to do that); and
7. Visit some island for romantic vacation with my man

7 things I cant do

1. I can never enter into short term affairs and flings.
2. Hide my emotions
3. I find it difficult to say no to people I love
4. I cant forget if someone does good or bad to me
5. I cant be in the company of unhygienic people
6. I never get satisfied easily; and
7. I like things to be perfect.

7 things that attract to me opposite sex

1. Intelligence and subtle sense of humour
2. Man of few words.
3. Man who knows what to say at what time.
4. Height, Hands, I am fussy about hands.I like those broad masculine hands
5. Deep and passionate Eyes
6. Smile, your ever lasting smile
7. Loyalty
8. Caring and understanding Success

(oops i crossed the limit of 7 but then such a topic felt like pouring my heart out)

7 words which I say often

1. Great
2. Wonderful
3. Oh my God/ Oh mi gosh
4. Shit
5. Crap/Crappy
6. Go to @#*@
7. Oops sorry

7 celebrity crushes

1. Keanu Reeves
2. Brad Pitt
3. Hugh Grant
4. Luke Perry
5. Kevin Costner
6. Tom Cruise; and of course
7. The man whom I'll marry.

7 things I hate most

1. Liars
2. Dishonesty in relationship
3. Hypocrites
4. Promise Breakers
5. Late comers
6. Opportunists; and
7. Back stabbers

7 things I love most

1. My LV collections
2. My Mobile phone
3. My Pet
4. Money
5. More Money
6. My Precious Time; and
7. My Life

Well that's the past topic that i covered in the past...I havent made my new list for te present and upcoming future. I'll say let it be for a few more weeks and see what changes I have made over the list. Chow now!

Spices In Life

Just came back from my morning walk cum jog, a routine exercise I've been doing since my teen years, the least I can do actually. During which I saw and came across other walkers and joggers doing their rounds also.

And suddenly it made me think that in life we meet different kinds of people. All of them change our lives in some way or the other. Some people give new dimensions to our outlook and with others our thoughts process doesnt click.

So, with that, i decide to categorise people or should I say human mind;

• There are people who care for us and are always there for us. Well such people become our support system. Anything goes wrong and we know we have these set of people to always look forward to
• There are also people who pretend to care for us and are never there for us in our hours of need. God bless us from such fake people. In life such category is the one who crosses our paths in day to day life.
• Then, there's people who do care for us but for some reasons we dont want them to be there in hours of need. Such people are harmless and sweet kinds.
• Well, there's also people who act as our agony aunt. God bless such people who are always there to lend their ears to our sobbing tales. God knows what soil these people are made of that even after hearing depressing stories they never lose hope and always try to see better side. We treat such people as our punching bags.
• For those people who dont care a damn about us and we should never expect them to be there for us. Its better to keep such people at arm's length.
• And for those people who never find any flaw in whatever we do. Even if you do something wrong, such category would never ever say any negative remark, on the contrary that they tend to find something positive in the whole negative thing. Hats off to them.
• Not forgetting those people who always find flaws in our work. Even if the work is up to the mark such breed will find ten thousand flaws in it and how they do it , its still a mystery to me.
• I prefer those people who encourage us when we are right and show us the right path when we are going on wrong path. Such category always speak their mind and are our well wishers.
• Hate those people who treat us as their agony aunts and we need to lend our shoulders to their eyes full of tears.
• Lurve those people whose company we enjoy as they are full of life, laughter and happiness, they tend to make our lives more cheery and bright.
• My worst enemy, are those people who only have their sad tales to share. Such people should realise even we are humans and can listen to their tales to one limit-sigh
• Always 'choose' people who make us laugh.
• Avoid those people who make us cry.
• My favorite category would be those people who make our heart skip a beat. Such people for me are very rare and I really value such breed.
• Last but not least there's those people who change our lives. Such people come once in a blue moon and when they step in our lives, our lives is never the same. They show us what love is all about.In the process such people become our soulmates.

I hope I had covered the different kinds of people that exists in this world. With that I end my research on people cum human characters cum behaviour.

K.A.T.S

This is what happens when its 3am and I'm not in the mood to sleep (cos I woke up really late today). So I decided to do a sketch of my favorite painting of the Monalisa and then draw a comic strip.

But time doesnt allow me to draw the comic strip because after several unrecognizable sketches I finally abandoned the comic strip idea and settled on a bed time story. All the characters in the following story are fictional and also extremely sleepy.

Why cat-babies are called kittens and other stories;

(Part 1)
Ma Kat and Pa Kat had a small argument at the dinner table. Pa Kat wanted a puppy since he was a kid but Ma Kat was adamant. “Puppies make a mess, we’ll need a bigger litter and besides, I just read in the Cat Health Zine that cats with puppies tend to die earlier due to reasons not yet know to catkind. We could get a cat if you want”.
Ma Kat was always a ‘cat person’. Pa Kat agreed and they decided have some babies. Pa Kat called up Kit Kat, the cat delivery system to order babies. “No, I don’t want the free shipping by stork baby deliveries. Yes, we will pay extra for the UPS express shipping”, he said. Which was a good thing too because Large Beak, the CEO of Stork Delivery Services had once said “We deliver everything, but cat liver is really delicious, so we just love delivering cats and people even pay us for delivering cats. This is stork heaven”.


The UPS guy brought with him a boxful of small cats. Ma Kat was a bit angry but Pa Kat insisted that he couldn’t have possibly passed over the ‘Buy 1 , get 26 free’ super saver deal. Ma Kat had decided the name of the first baby and they called her ‘Kita’. The naming of rest of the kittens fell over to Pa Kat. Well, we know now that Pa Kat wasn’t very imaginative because he named the second baby ‘KitB’, the third baby ‘KitC’ and so on. All their babies became famous. This, however is the story of two of these, babies fourteen and twenty seven. Baby fourteen, KitN, went on to become so pouplar in the cat world that cats all over the world started naming their babies after her. Even today cat babies are often called kitns.

When Pa Kat had named the first twenty six babies, he realized that he had run out of letters and still had a baby to go. However neither Pa Kat nor Ma Kat had seen such a chivalrous and brave baby like number 27.

Kitn and No27 were inseparable when they were born. In fact they were Siamese cats and the doctors operated on them to separate them. However, they still remained close friends and embarked on all their adventures together.

How Kitn and No27 helped the human doctors
Doctors all over the world have always wanted to look inside the heads of their patients. This is not particularly tricky, but patients often ran away when the doctors tried to cut open their heads. No27 realized that cats had X-ray vision and could look inside the heads of most humans and examine their brains.

So they patented the CAT scan machine which saved a lot of human lives all over the planet and made Kitn and No27 the first Cat zillionaires.

Now, look at the time, almost 7.30 in the morning, and a catnap is just what i need right now. Meoww....purrr

Your Wife Or Your Life?

To my frens and regular readers out there, hope this story will occupy your precious time. The story actually came from someone close to me and would like to share it with the world.

May the story wake us up from our dream world and bring us back to reality, also may the story knock some sense to those husbands out there!

"There was this news about armed robbers in Nigeria who love raping girls and women during their diabolical operations. And so many wives have been raped by these heartless and ruthless armed robbers. I have never heard of any husband killed whilst trying to defend his wife. And many of them were made to watch as their wives were raped right before their very eyes.

So, the fact is these husbands love their lives more than their wives.I know a former campus beauty queen in Nigeria who was raped by armed robbers a year after her wedding. She was seeing me before she got married. She ran away from her boyfriend who was maltreating her and took refuge in my house.

The guy and his gang asked me to send her out. I refused. I moved her to my uncle's residence, because it was safer. The guy came after her. And my cousin who was also a body builder like the guy warned the bully to keep off or he would be dealt with the same brutal way he was dealing with the ex-girlfriend. And he reported the matter to my elder brother. My family appealed me to surrender the girl and I refused until she left.

Later, she got married. But unfortunately, she was raped by the armed robbers who invaded their home. She felt bad and sad. And to worsen her predicament, the husband stopped loving her and they separated.Was it her fault that she was raped?

Why did the husband reject her when she needed him most? WHY? the question remained unanswered till this very day!"

Missing In Action

Been very busy for the past few weeks wif the school holidays, the festivities, my princess's birthday bash and some minor projects.

Havent had any chance at all to drop a few words in my blog. So hectic, restless blah blah blah (my usual complain) but it had been four memorable weeks that cant be forgotten. So, i'll be gone for a little bit again but definitely will be back sooner this time.

Than you to those who have been visiting my blog regularly and not feeling bored i hope. So, thank you guys and gerls, see ya real soon...thats it for now- signing out!

Rich And Happy As Hell

I received an email yesterday from my best friend and thought of sharing it with all the readers out there. I find the story to be quite humurous actually, so enjoy reading;

This is a letter from the Wife to the Husband

Dear Husband

I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good. I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you had quit your job today and that was the last straw.

Last week, you came home and didn't notice that I had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee. You came home and ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching the game. You don't even tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch me or anything. Either you're cheating or you don't love me anymore, what ever the case is, I'm gone.

P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life!

Your EX-Wife

And The Husband Replies;

Dear Ex-Wife

Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you've been. I watch sports so much to try to drown out your constant nagging. Too bad that doesn't work.

I did notice when you cut off all of your hair last week, the first thing that came to mind was "You look just like a man!" My mother raised me to not say anything if you can't say anything nice. When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, becauseI stopped eating pork seven years ago!

I went to sleep on you when you had on that new negligee because the price tag was still on it. I prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning and your negligee was $49.99. After all of this, I still loved you and fel t that we could work it out.

So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home, you were gone. Everything happens for a reason I guess.

I hope you have the filling life you always wanted. My lawyer said with your letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from me. So take care.

P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem.

Signed Rich As Hell and Free!

So, as a lesson to all ladies, dont judge and leave your man before you got his money..HarHar!

Oh Man!

Just a few good humuors i picked up just to ease off my stress.
Hope nobody will get offended after reading this;

Q: What do you call a man with half a brain?
A: Gifted.

Q: What is the thinnest book in the world?
A: "What Men Know About Women"

Q: How many men does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A: One ... men will screw anything.

Q: How does a man take a bubble bath?
A: He eats beans for dinner.

Q: How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
A: We don't know .... it's never happened.

Q: What is a man's idea of helping with the housework?
A: Lifting his leg so you can vacuum.

Q: What's the difference between a man and E.T.?
A: E.T. phoned home.

Q: What did God say after creating man?
A: I can do better.

Q: What are the two reasons why men don't mind their own business?
A: 1. No mind. 2. No business.

Q: How is a man like a snowstorm?
A: Because you don't know when it's coming, how many inches you'll get, and how long it'll stay.

Q: Why is it so hard for women to find men who are sensitive, caring, and good looking?
A: Because those men already have boyfriends.

Q: How do men sort their laundry?
A: "Filthy" and Filthy but wearable"

Q: Why do women fake orgasms?
A: Because men fake foreplay!

Q:What is the real difference between men and women?
A:A woman wants one man to satisfy all her needs. A man wants every woman to satisfy his one need.

Q:Why do men like smart, sexy women?
A:Opposites attract.

Q:Why is psychoanalysis so much quicker for men than for women?
A:Men don't need to be regressed back to their childhood.

Q:Why are well-dressed men always married?
A:Because their wife chooses their clothes for them.

Q:Why are men such wankers?
A:Because they have a willy with a head but no brains that hangs out with two nuts and lives next door to an arsehole.

Q:What do beer bottles and men have in common?
A:They are both empty from the neck up.

Q:Why can women never find their way to a man's heart?
A:Because they aim too high.

Q:Why does it take three million sperm to fertilize one single egg?
A:Because they're less knowledgeable to find the right way.

Man: "God, why did you make woman so beautiful?"God: "So you would love her."Man:"But God, why did you make her so dumb?"God: "So she would love a wanker like you."One day God called Adam to him and said: "Adam, I have some good news and some bad news. Which would you like to hear first?""The good news," replied Adam."Well, the good news is I gave you a penis and a brain.""OK.." said Adam warily. "And what's the bad news?""I only gave you enough blood to operate one at time."

Sorry MAN, just a joke!

What Happens when..?

Just a few questions that suddenly popped up in my mind and i must wrote down quickly before its gone.

What happens to me
When I can no longer live

What happens to me
when I've lost the will to give
What happens to me
When I can no longer stand on my own
What happens to me
When I'm lost in this dark dark world
What happens to me
When I’m lost and can’t be found
What happens to me
When I can’t stop turning round
What happens to me
When the world has closed its doors
What happens to me
When nothing is for sure
What happens to me
When life has turned a page
What happens to me
When everything is a daze
What happens to me
When I can no longer be
What happens to me
When I no longer feel free
What happens to me
When I am all alone
What happens to me
When everything is gone
What happened to me
When I need a friendI look over and there you are smiling at me
Once again

My Simple Life

As I was waking up this morning I could suddenly understand something that I never had before. It was important, so I wrote it down immediately, while still asleep: a few brief sentences in longhand in a notebook in my dreams. Each word was perfect.

I could see them on the page and they made sense. Then they were gone.But this is how it always is. Each day plays out the same. I wake up inspired by a simple, clear, breathtakingly lucid insight that evaporates by the time my feet hit the floor. Even before I reach the kitchen the sick sense of opportunity wasted has mutated into something more profound.

I have a coffee instead, but that doesn't help. I sit back and half-heartedly attempt to count my blessings, but you know what? I can't think of any.Gone like a cool breeze. Gone like a train.So here I am again, with cold feet and a sinking heart and a head full of traffic noise, still typing busily away. Typing furiously. Typing for my life.

While underneath each passing thought the sly, unending, desperate, pornographically obsessive desire for "just one" cigarette keeps whining, mewling, yowling, pleading bitterly within me like the ghost of some starved cat.[hours pass]I should probably eat something, really. Put some music on. Water the plants. Go for a walk.

Went out, get a cheeseburger (heck with the fat), enjoy the afternoon sun shining on my face, cool breeze swiping my hair, making it stuck to my face. Just enjoying, enjoying my simple meal and walk alone. Getting home is NOT next on my list. But I do have to get home real quick before the rest of the group gets hungry...

But a quick stroll by the beach wont do any harm. Enjoy.

Happy?

Am I happy?” This question doesn’t occur to us frequently in this fast paced world, but sometimes when we are alone, when we look back upon several incidents of our life, this question may come to our mind just like a flash of lightning.

In this world where people don’t have time to stand and stare such questions are always ignored; we don’t want to answer such unimportant questions as its answer won’t change a thing. Most people in this world are unhappy, only a handful of us can claim to be truly happy.

Am I happy? When I ask myself this question, the answer comes after a short pause, and the answer is NO. I am not happy. I belong to that group of unhappy people, who are optimistic, and occasionally think that the grass on the other side of the river is greener.

BUT they can’t help to be unhappy as little things make them upset. But they try to remain happy, by involving themselves in the activities around them, by talking to people, by trying to make others happy and avoiding people whom they despise. They are people whom you meet every now and then; they might not be great achievers (and some of them might even be losers in life) but they haven’t given up hope. They are hardcore optimists and try to succeed in their respective fields, but often they fail. But they never give up. People like me only form a part of the unhappy society.

There are different types of unhappy people in this world. And behind all this unhappy faces there is only one reason- LOVE. Perhaps you would argue that beggars can’t be unhappy because of love; their unhappiness lies in the fact that they don’t have food, clothing and shelter. But if only we loved each other or at least had some respect for humanity we wouldn’t have beggars in our street begging for alms.

Even wars would not have been fought, and all the murders, robberies would have stopped and this world would have been a better place for us to live. So a lot of solutions to man’s problems would have been achieved. But reality is quite different from this, and we all know it.But what about our personal grieves, our personal sorrows?

Even to that the reason is love. Some people are unhappy because of love for their partner, some because of love for their friend, some because of love for their family, some because of their love for their ambition and some because they are in love with a person whom they can never get.

So we see behind all unhappiness there is only one reason-LOVE. This four lettered word surrounds our life, and without which we can’t live. In short it makes our world. I have got a lot of hurt because of love, not because of a boyfriend, and I am not talking of that kind of love.

I am talking of friendship. I have got hurt because of love for my friends many times. But the worst was about ten months back. And I had remained terribly upset over three months, so much so I used to cry at nights. That incident had occurred all because of me. But now everything is fine. Since that incident I have been careful not to hurt any one. I say sorry as soon as soon as I realize my mistakes.

And again there is the sorrow of not succeeding in academics which I would love to. Some people fall in love with their friends (an example), for them I would say not to spoil the magic of friendship if their friend doesn’t reciprocate their feelings. It would just increase the mutual pain. Friendship once broken can’t be fixed. So we should always nurture this beautiful relationship which always puts a smile on our face.

Some of my friends think I am a lot happier than they are, since I have a wonderful and loving family. But yes, love always creates problems so one can never be sure. Here is one piece of advice for my friends who are in love with people they can’t get - Life has much more things to offer than just girlfriend/boyfriend, there are other loves, there are other people who love you, and there is someone in this world who will love you as much as you love this person of your dreams…

As for myself, I love my family, myself and those people who loved me. The End.

Public C.R

Yesterday i took my childrens for a walk at a neighbouring mall. We went to McDonalds for a bite, then we headed to the game arcade. Then my daughter wanted to ease herself. So i accompanied her to the nearest comfort room available.

The moment i stepped my foot in, a foul smell welcomed me...ewww. I felt like vomitting right there that very second, but because my daughter urgently cant hold back her so called 'business', i had to force myself into one of the cubicles (while trying very hard to hold my breath)

At the same time i was cursing and swearing under my breath. I was gasping very hard for air. Help...After dat we hurriedly home as our moods was 'spoiled' by the unsightly and unwelcoming smell. It really turned our moods off.So i decided to make a few points on public .CR aka Comfort Room.

• They are disgusting.... Piss, *@#* , used paper and used towels everywhere.
• No one washes their hands. Eeewwwww!
• Toilets that flush automatically. You walk in and start to squat(no sitting on those nasty bitches) and the *@#* flushes. After you're done you stand up and it doesn't flush. You wave your hand in front of it and it still doesn't flush. You pretend to sit down and stand up about twenty times and it still doesn't flush. Finally, you must touch the little button in order to flush it. They place this button on the back of the toilet directly in the middle.... Impossible to flush with your foot therefore breaking rule #1 of public restrooms (don't touch anything).
• Or even sometimes a toilet that cant flush because its choked with toilet papers or other types of used papers...yucks
• Automatic sinks. These are almost as bad as automatic toilets. You put your hands under about 10 different faucets before one actually works. Then ,as you are lathering, the *@#* water stops. You wave you hand up and down in front of the sensor to no avail. So, you must search again for a faucet that works. When you find one that works, you must hold your hands just so otherwise it will cut off again.
• I do have one good thing to say about public restrooms.... Automatic paper towel dispensers. I haven't had one malfunction yet and I don't have to touch anything. Hell yeah!

So, my conclusion and advise would be, remove all excess baggage and fluid BEFORE leaving home. Never, i said never, trust any public CR, unless you're in an urgent state!!

Pay Raise

Last Wednesday i got a call from my friend asking me to help write a letter to his boss asking for a pay raise. well, i said that im not good at writing, be it a letter or anything else...but he pleaded to help him this once..ah what the heck. I hope i wrote everything needed for a pay raise and not miss anything;


To The Management
Deep Hole Construction

Attention: Mr Tom and Mr Harry

Dear Sirs,

I, Dick, of ID no. 7.5-8, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:

1. I do physical labor.
2. I work at great depths.
3. I plunge head first into everything I do.
4. I do not get weekends or public holidays off.
5. I work in a damp environment.
6. I don't get paid overtime.
7. I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.
8. I work in high temperatures, and my work exposes me to contagious diseases.

I hope the management would accept my above reasons with serious consideration.

Yours sicerely


Dick P


Two days later, he got a reply from his bosses,

Dear Dick,

After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:

1. You cannot work 8 hours straight.
2. You fall asleep on the job after brief work periods.
3. You do not always follow the orders of the management team.
4. You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations.
5. You do not take initiative..you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working.
6. You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift..
7. You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing the correct protective clothing.
8. You will retire well before you are 65.
9. You are unable to work double shifts.
10. You sometimes leave your designated work before you have completed the assigned task.
11. You often enter your workplace at the wrong entrance..(shd i remind u that you're in block A and not block B)
12. And if that were not enough, you have been seen constantly entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious looking bags.

Sincerely,The Management

Well, i told him so that i' m not good in writing and there goes his pay raise. Sorry Dick

Forgive..Forgave...and Forgiven

I was reading somewhere yesterday and stumbled upon a very touching story. I just feel very strongly that i must cut out this story and post it in my journal as a remembrance for me in the future.

The story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.

The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE.

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?" The other friend replied "When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.

"LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND

TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

I definitely cant find myself doing that. I am more to forgive for a minute, forget for an hour and remembers for an entire life!

motherhood & me

Well, its been slightly more than five, six years or so dat im in this 'motherhood business'.

I started my full timing doing motherhood a couple of years back. I had to make a very difficult decision at that time. I had to sacrifice my career, my studies, my time, most of my friends and my hobby. No regrets. Although it didnt seem that long, but it seems like ages to me. But im very happy doing it although its a bit of energy cum fat burning process.

At first i was like 'can i do it, can i cope?'... i put in every best effort dat i can find inside of me to pull this through. As i hav no one to support or lend me a hand. I'm like a multitasker, aka wonderwoman. Most of the time i was very independent and it makes me feel a bit depressed. And now i can see some 'results'...with my hardworking effort. It really paid off. No waste. But there's still a long road ahead of me to go...i'll try to take it one at a time.

But being a young and inexperienced mother at dat time has taught me a lot of things. It brings out the confidence in me. It makes me more independent, braver and it taught me how to be a 'superwoman' (only without her powers). I've been in a situation where no one have gone to and came back standing stronger and stronger by the day.

Motherhood also taught me to be a little bit more feminine yet aggresive. I can handle situation better now. Whatever it is, you name it, been there done that. I'm sure i can handle anything that is 'thrown' to me now.

Before, i was quite timid, lack of confidence, cant stand up on my own. Thanx to motherhood, i am very happy with who i am now. Very proud of my childrens as well. Withouth them there's no sunshine in the sky, no moon to light up the night...

Three cheers to Motherhood!...hip hip hooray

Men...just cant live without them

Oh, how i wish it was true...

This one is for the ladies:

Do you ever notice how all women's problems start with MEN?
It finally makes sense now. I never looked at it this way before:

MENtal ilnesses
MENstrual cramps
MENtal breakdown
MENopause
GUYnocologist; and
when we have real trouble, its s HISterectomy...harhar


Well, to be fair, its the guys turn now:

WOMAN has MAN in it
SHE has HE in it
Mrs has Mr in it
LADY has LAD in it
MADAM has ADAM in it
HOSTESS has HOST in it
FEMALE has MALE in it...and so on, the list is never ending!

Honestly, i have nothing against these species called MEN, honest!!
So, no need to be proud...
GIRLS are always incomplete without BOYS!

Limited Time

It's been a few days dat i hav not made any entry in my journal.

I truly miss writing my thoughts and happenings from day to day. Its all because of too limit of a time dat i cant make these entries. I've got sooooo many things to do and catching up with, dat making my entries being postponed for a few days.

I hope i can catch up soon, maybe tomorrow or so. Right now, buzy with some other projects that really really need my attention very much. If i were to neglect this so called project, then everything will be ruined, flip flop. What a waste.

I think dat should be all for now. To be continued soon-

Short Funny Story

These are just two of my favorite funny stories that I have kept in my journal for some time and will read them when I need to cheer myself.


The Value of Managing Anger

There was once a couple who had been married for 60 years. They live somewhere in the west part of the country.

They kept no secrets from each other - except that she has a shoe box at the top of her closet that he was never to open. And then came one day when the old woman became terminally ill and had to be hospitalised. The doctor had told the couple that the wife might not live very long.

So the woman agreed that it was time to let her husband open the box. Oh boy, was he in for a surprise. In it were two crocheted dolls and $25,000. The husband was puzzled and shocked till his jaw almost kissed the ground.

She explained: "When we were to be married, my grandmother told me that the secret of a happy marriage was anger management. So if you ever got angry with your husband, you should crochet a doll first to calm down".

The old man was moved becoz there were only TWO dolls in the box. so he surmised his wife had only been angry with him twice in 60 years. He said: "Honey, what about the $25,000?"
She replied: "Oh, thats the money I made from selling the dolls I knitted".


Tales of the Unexpected

There was this guy on the side of the road hitch-hiking on a very dark and stormy night. The storm was so strong, he could barely see a few feet ahead of him.

Suddenly, he saw a car coming towards him, he flagged down the car to stop. He got in the car and closed the door, only then that he realized that there was nobody behind the wheel! The car starts moving by itself very slowly. The guy looks at the road and sees a curve coming his way. Scared, he starts to pray and begs for his life. And just before the car hits the curve, a hand appears through the window and turns the wheel.

The guy, paralysed in terror, watched how the hand appeared each time the car approached a curve. Gathering his strength, he gets out of the car and runs all the way to the nearest town. Wet and in shock, he goes into a pub, asks for two shots of tequilla and starts telling everybody about the horrible experience he just went through A silence enveloped everyone when they realized the guy was crying hysterically and wasnt drunk.

About a half hour later, two other guys walk into the same pub and one said to the other, "Hey look, that's the idiot that got into our car while we were pushing it!" chuckled-

Simply Humour

He said, she said....

He said: I dont know why you wear a bra, you've got nothing
to put in it
She said: You wear briefs, dont you?

He said: Do you love me just because my father left me a fortune?
She said: Not at all honey, I would love you no matter who left
you the money.

She said: What do you mean by coming home half drunk?
He said: Its not my fault. I ran out of money.

He said: Since I first laid my eyes on you, I've wanted to make
love to you in the worst way.
She said: Well, you've succeeded.

He said: What have you been doing with all the grocery money
I gave you?
She said: Turn sideways and look in the mirror.

He said: Why dont you tell me when you have an orgasm?
She said: I would, but you're never there!

He said: Shall we try a different position tonight?
She said: That's a good idea. you stand by the ironing board
while I sit on the sofa and fart.

'Spa Appointment'

Already called to make an appointment for the masseuse to come over to my house. The appointment will be on this Wednesday at 2pm. Can't wait for the actual 'spa-ing' day. Looking forward for a full 'servicing'.

It rained the whole day today, so there's not much activities that can be done, no shopping, no outing, nothing. The best thing to do right now is sleep. The weather's so cool, it makes me feel very lazy even to do a simple housework. Anyway, i've done what needs to be done first, like preparing a simple meal for the family - Chicken Rice!..harhar. After dat - off duty till tomorrow morning.

But just now, a neighbour of mine gave me a few dishes, noodle soup, muffins and curry puff. Thats the tradition she always does for the past five years during this holy month - the fasting month. For myself, sometimes i would return her with the same amount of dishes that she gave me..she also gave my next door neighbour who's Indian. Basically, its just a neighbourly 'thing' for her to give during fasting month and hari raya. Same goes with my Indian neighbour, we would trade cookies, or treats with each other and the other neighbours.

So, theres nothing to worry if after eating rice, still feeling hungry, there's still noodles and puffs to eat. What a great neighbour i have. Talking about food, makes me hungry..yum yum, but too sleepy and lazy to eat..hmm

Well, its past midnight now, and my eyes are very very sleepy, i dont think i can continue writing anymore. The words seems to be not flowing out, cant think quite straight, think i'll continue in the day or tomorrow. To be continued -

Rejuvenate

Hmmm...what a week. These past few days have been very hectic, rushing and painful for me. There's too many things to do and sooo little time. Deadlines to meet, commitments to attend to (compulsory) and my body have been crying for help...i need a massage, fast!

Well, i think its time for me to rejuvenate, cos every inch of my body aches whether i'm doing something of just lying down. Should i go to a spa or shld i 'invite' the spa to my home. If for my convenience, i think i shld 'invite' them over. It's only been over a month since the last time i had a good relaxing massage and pampering from the 'spa'. It was so damn good dat i fell asleep while being massaged. Even after it had finished, i didnt wake up. I didnt even reliase dat the masseuse had left.

It feels like im in a dream, so good, so relaxed, so peaceful without any disturbance, away from the outside world, as if, im in another world. How i wish i could stay here. A permanent resident of this relaxing and peaceful world..no commitments, no deadlines, no worries and no hurry. Just be happy and do nothing...impossible!!

How i wish, i could be pampered everyday, then i wouldnt complain dat much. And deadlines get to be done even before the due date and commitments will be tended to before it needs to. Oh, how great my life would be. Not only dat, how it would be nice, after the rejuvenation, i can have relax some more in a jacuzzi, lunch dinner by the pool then followed by shopping...too much, too much!! (earth calling qaxha, earth calling qaxha..harhar)

No time to waste, must make an appointment rite now!!

Holiday

I think the season for holidaying is coming soon - December, that's when the childrens are having their school break. I wonder if i'm for up one...hmm, not a bad idea cos it's been sometime now dat i have gone for a holiday wif my family.

If i remember well, the last time i went for a holiday was in...lets see...2002. We went to Genting Highlands as i have never been there before. It was during the Chinese New Year if not mistaken. We drove there and stayed for 3 days and 2 nights after which we went shopping at KL before heading home. that's about it i think.

The following year we went to KL again but to a niece's house. Not considered a holiday though cos we went to visit the niece recuperating after an operating. But we manage to drove up to Genting again, only this time just for the sake of fun. Then a bit of shopping and sightseeing again around and in KL before we went back to Singapore...quite boring actually. What to do, cos our main intention was to visit the niece. No plans of holidaying at all...boooring

When we reached home it was about 12midnight. We were welcomed by a great shocked of our lives, our house was broken into. Aaaaahh...the whole house was ransacked, jewelleries and cash we stolen. Clothes were thrown everywhere, the chest of drawers are all emptied. Even our thermometer was not spared! The police couldnt find any fingerprints and thus no one was apprehended..so the culprits are out there somewhere. Just hope and pray hard that they have been caught cos we have not receive any news from the Inspector incharge of this case till today.

So, whenever i got invited to go for a holiday or even the thought of leaving my house for more than a day, gives me the creeps. It will bring back bad memories, i can consider this as a phobia, holidayphobia to be exact. Still cant get over it after three years. So i'll doubt that we'll be going for a holiday this scholl break.

But there's no harm if i just plan ahead, who knows a miracle might happen and i finally got over it at the very last minute..pray hard really hard!

Giver or Taker

To give or to take, dat have always been the unanswered question. And there's also a kind of saying 'to give is better than to take'. It also depends on what i give and what i take.. but i've always been the not give and take type..harhar

I've been doing some soul searching lately cos of someone's remarks against me. Well i can still remember her exact crude remarks, me being selfish, inconsiderate and proud. Oh my gosh! where did all these craps come from? Obviously she doesnt know me well, cant blame her cos we just got to know each other at my daughter's school a few months back but we're not dat close anyway.

It all started two weeks ago when she asked for my help. She have some problems with her utility bills, her daughter's school fees, her phone bills and her husband who's in lock-up..besides dat she's also a smoker...so shd understand when there's no smoke, all hells break loose. I just redirected her to the proper channel cos i have some problems of my own at dat time. But she upset and angry and started throwing the crude remarks. I was like huh..and my jaw was like almost reaching the ground..its not dat i dont want to help her but i cant.

We had a tongue lashing fight wif me blasting to the maximum my super foul bowel directly to her face and left her ranting and mumbling or whatever else she's doing..it got me really pissed off. Here i am wif my own problems and then come this idiotic woman dumping her problems on my shoulder...who does she think she is??

Anyway got home, cooled down then start calling my other frens from the school to share my encounter wif dat idiot. Happens dat she had tried her luck wif one of my fren earlier. so i'm considered as her next victim, hope dat there'll be no other victims after this. My frens reassured me that the crude remarks have also been thrown at them, so no worries cos i'm nothing like what she described earlier..phew what a relief!

Because I know dat i would try to help those ppl i care for and those in need. So far i've never disappoint anyone. Maybe its just her approaching me on the wrong day at the wrong time. Well, too bad. So now i know dat i'm NOT selfish, NOT inconsiderate and NOT proud. So i can stop the search, at least i can use the time to search for some good blog sites..harhar

Where r u $$$$

The year's coming to an end wif just abt a month and a half away. How time flies very fast and so little things have been done over this period. With festive seasons and birthdays to celebrate., where am i going to find extra cash..dont forget the wedding invitations..sigh~

Just last sunday i had spent a hundred bucks on marketing + shopping for the childrens clothings. With the prices going up and up and up..no wonder my allowances keep getting insufficient, sometimes it 'dried' up before i got the next allowance...i'm not thrifty nor a miser but there's always something to buy or to pay for in advance...dats why i end up 'bankrupt' most of the time.

First of all there's the groceries and marketing. Then the childrens clothing, although i dont shop every month for their apparels, it seems dat the childrens outgrow from their clothes vey fast. Just three months back, i bought my son a new pair of trousers and shirt and now he's complaining dat its already very tight...and the girl has grown taller making all her skirts and jeans shorter. And their shoes / sandals..their feet grows very fast too. There's always an excuse to shop for new clothings and shoes for the children (and me..harhar).

What abt me, i still hv to tend to my monthly needs..wat a nuisance. Now wif the festive seasons and birthdays and weddings...aarrghhh!! Deepavali on the first of November, then followed by Hari Raya on the third, afterdat there's birthdays till December and then comes Christmas and my best fren's birthday on the next day and weddings in between these holidays. Of course not forgetting the New Year.I think my migraine is starting to attack...touchwood..hopefully its just a normal headache.

Yesterday i bumped into Rina, she ask whether i could lend her fifty bucks...and my bruder also just called to ask for the same...besides dat there's also the children's a month upfront school fees for next year to be paid that already comes to one hundred and fifty...oh boy...money money money..why dont u grown on trees. Unlike the money plant, its just a name which doesnt bore anything...

Oh gosh, the headache is killing me. I think i'd better pop some pills and get some rest first. Maybe i'll continue writing later. Or who knows i have a great solution to these money woos..cross my fingers and toes..better still bind them..gulp!

Matters of The Heart

I vouch to give you my heart and soul...blah blah blah...yada yada yada...till death do us part...dats wat newlywed couples do on their wedding day. I swear to you and you swear to me...

Yeah rite...not until a year or two later... dat he will swear you and you swear him upside down inside out in the heat of an argument. Matters of the heart is a very very sensitive issue...mind you...nothing you can play or fool around with. See wat happens when you betray the heart...the brain becomes malfunction and the soul is gone...snatch by the devil...prompting you to do evil and stupid things to your partner, making you his crime partner.

Its all in the papers actually, almost everyday you will read such stories relating to broken betrayed heart...i read them almost everyday. Its a pity story actually...man loves woman..get cheated by her...ego gets big..cant take the blow...and finish her off. Whereas the woman's part..she loves the man wholeheartedly...got ditched over some young beautiful and sexy chick...got depressed...blame everything on herself for not trying harder to be as beautiful and sexy as the young chick..ends up-found lying on the block's void deck or on the toilet floor.

I dont understand why they hv to go through those miserable moments alone or they hv to take those stupid actions...its really a waste of a gd life...but for us its an extra space of oxyen to breathe in...harhar

Is it their ego or their mentallity that is not strong or stable enough to make them think straight...But talking is not as easy as being in their shoe...but i'll bet dat if it were me...i'll start off wth screaming and shouting my head off after finding my partner is having an affair...after dat i'll either dump him before asking him to compensate the years i've wasted my time with him or i'll try to give him a second chance. There's a saying 'fogive and forget'...but in my case...i'll forgive him but never forget!! How's dat rather than taking silly and stupid actions.

My principle hav always been very straight and simple...if you love me...be faithful and honest to me...but likewise tell it to my face and we can end it nicely and peacefully so dat nobody gets hurt and we can always be on talking terms if we were to meet somewhere.

As for myself, i'm a one woman man!! No gimmicks!!

Cartoons Cartoons

I woke up dis morning quite late cos it was raining and furthermore i slept at about 3.30am...wat was i doing til the wee hours of morning..wat else surfing and reading blogs!

Anyway, took my bath then settled my children..so we sat down and watched cartoon...my favorite channel..especially Disney Channel's..Mickey Mouse and Friends...favourite show since i was a kid myself. Suddenly my daughter and my son started fighting over the tv remote control..she wanted to watch Kids Central and my son wants to watch Cartoon Network..hmmm
kids...wat do they not fight over for..

It all brings back to my own memories of how it used to be me and my brother doing the same...but in those days..there werent any color tvs...only black and white pictures...how sad were those days...plus no remote...u hv to manually change the channel by turning the knob clockwise or anti-clockwise...we would always fight...i mean fight...pillow fight or throwing anything we can catch hold of...just becoz of a silly cartoon show.And usually my brother would win...

Well, the tv itself is already so old til sometimes the sound will 'disappear'...so we have to bang on it or under it just to 'recover' the sound back...harhar. so when color tvs are 'in', we still didnt hv the chance to watch color cartoons cos my parents couldnt afford it.

So my brother and I would go over to our neighbours house to watch tv cos theirs is color!! Not until six months later, we were surprised by our father bringing back a big box with a color tv inside..we were so terribly happy dat we didnt leave the house the whole day to go out and play like we normally do.

But like i say, my brother is always the first to get his hands on the tv or to 'control' it, i would say...and i would always get the leftover...pity me.But its different wif my children, my son would always win any 'match' and left the sister crying. But eventually, he would give in to his sister and all is merry again!!

Fourthbaby

Today is Saturday 8 October 2005.
This is my new Weblog.

I will update my blog very soon.
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