light my way

Wednesday, May 23, 2007 ;

11:01 PM

Maybe it was the bad day..

Maybe it was the guitar..

Maybe it was the emotions..

Maybe it was the surging hormones..

Maybe it was the way he stood..

But for a moment..

The memories came flooding back..

Of you, of the guitar, of the hurt...

light my way ♥

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7:43 PM

And the feeling is mutual...

Today was a bad day. A really b-a-d day.

Started the day off badly with bad cramps. Dragged my heavy ass out of bed and headed off to work. Squeezed myself into a packed train that felt like a sauna. Cramps + little but warm air = bad mood.

This man who was leaning on the glass panel next to me exited the train during the Cityhall station, leaving behind a massive area of perspiration on the glass pane = bad mood + disgust = disgustingly bad mood.

Then the champion who made my day came into the picture. Ok actually I noticed she was there all along because she was counting coins and the coins were like jingling. I didn't notice her coz of the sound but because her hands were really wrinkly. But her makeup was really thick as well so I couldn't tell how old she was.

So came Raffles Place and since i didn't want to wipe the pespiration with my shirt, I decided to stay where I was at the pole and move into the chair area (the first sea nearest the panel cause that wrinkly hands lady was sitting there. I am extremely polite right now for calling her a 'lady' cause she is no way near that status. In accuracy she is actually an old bitch :p) so that i can shrink myself away from the door and ease the crowd. And since I am skinny, and was trying to 'skinnify' myself further by practically hugging the pole, I wasn't taking up space. Masses of people were able to move out of the train comfortably thanks to my gallant effort to trying to blend into invisibility. Then out came this old wrinkly bitch who wanted me to actually MAKE SPACE between myself and the pole/pane so I could red-carpet the area for her to pass through to exit the train.

Time for a IQ test:
How the FUCK do I move backwards, when masses of human traffic are just right behind my ass moving to exit the train. I would probably have stepped back to let her move her wrinkly body out if there were actually space to move backwards. (hello, its Raffles Place, Shenton Way for goodness sake).

So anyways, I continued to plaster myself against the pole and tried to be as invisible and inconspicuous as possible so I wouldn't be of any inconvenience to others. And since she doesnt' get her special VIP pathway for her wrinkly self, she had no choice but to walk the route of the 'commoners' which was behind me.

Then it happened. I heard someone made a sound. A VERY IRRITATING SOUND WHICH I TOTALLY HATE because it is so FUCKING RUDE.

"Zek!!"

I looked up and saw her wrinkly eyes staring at me.

"Stupid!" and she stepped out of the train.

Yeah. She called me stupid.

Just because I was considerate to the world, but not to her.

FUCK YOU UNDERSTAND YOU OLD BITCH!

And guess what.

THE FEELING IS FUCKING MUTUAL YOU OLD WITCH.

And next time, fucking get yourself a chauffeur to clear your route and red carpet the area your fucking wrinkly legs take you to.

FUCK OFF.

My parents brought me up well to be civic minded. And if you are that fucking lazy to just take an extra step to go go behind me and join the rest who are walking that route, it's just too bad.

How the fuck am I suppose to take a step backwards to let you gain access through the area in front of me that is so fucking special and important to you? The whole world is behind me. I would step onto them you fuckoldtard.

So, are you STUPID, or are you REALLY ASSDUMB?

Fuck you again and may you have a blessed wrinkly life ahead of you.

ps: I am not discriminating any old folks. I am extremely respectful towards old people but she really ticked me off. I am not sure how old she is but her hair is a bright red, with lotsa white and grey at the roots, thick makeup, OL (office lady) dressing, wrinkly hands. So I have no idea if she is really as old as her wrinkles. Anyway if it so happens that she is in actual fact a young lady of 20ish who is so damn unfortunate to age at lightning speed, then she is forgiven since such a natural calamity has befallen upon her and that just might explain her angry personality.

But if she isnt, then..........

FUCK OFF. You should have lived long enough to learn some tricks about civic mindedness.

PFFFFFFFFFFFT.

I hate rude people.

Anyway other not so good things happened at work that really dampen whatever sane mood I had. Nothing too extreme, but nonetheless, let's just say, people are really off the charts at times.

Anyway it's work, so I would rather not discuss it here. Haha. Don't wish to be sued.

Ok, happy time now. Gonna go play with Leon now.

Weee~

light my way ♥

Thursday, May 17, 2007 ;

8:39 PM

Blessed Love

Mummy turns 5X (Age is afterall only a number, she'll always be 35 in our hearts! :p). Another year older, another year wiser, another year more beautiful.

Had a nice simple dinner at home since she's still sick. Although nothing grand or flashy, it was heartwarming, just sitting around the table with my loved ones, talking, eating and teasing. Suddenly occurred to me that while we, as kids, are growing older and entering our next phase of life, our parents too, are growing older. Wrinkles are deeper, health a little weaker. Dad has high blood pressure, and proudly proclaims he has a healthy cholesterol level as took a very generous scoop of thousand island dressing and stuffed it down his throat together with the prawn. Mummy has been unwell for almost 3 weeks on and off (flu fever and cough). And there I was nagging at them to resume their old jogging routine (as much hate to admit, exercise does do the,namely theirs, bodies good. They used to fall sick less easily with their daily jog).

Gave her her present after dinner. Bought her what she needs (a new pretty wallet!) and gave her what she likes (she loves money! just like me! hahaha taureans ma! :P) The look on her face and that smile.. makes it all worth it. I am really glad that for a wonderful person like herself, she has two kids who totally adore her. I am very glad that we didn't grow up into little ingrates who do not cherish the very being who gave us life, nurture us and gave us everything we needed. And for who she is, I love her more than life itself and it scares me to know she is no longer young and 'immortal'. For that I shall be a good girl and work hard to provide her with all the love, joy and everything else, and more, that she has provided for me for the past 25 years.

To the most joyous personality in my life, the funny bone in our family, the round round tarutaru with the short short legs, the happy pink face, the muscular arms you make us squeeze and praise all the time, the kindest most charitable heart, the chillipadi who becomes the xiaomianyang in front of us kids:

Thank YOU mummy for being the one who gave me life, love and so much joy for being your baby. Thank you for showing me with so much hugs and kisses even at my ripe old age of 25. Thank for for babying-talk me without feeling paiseh :P Thank you for letting me try all my masks on you :P Thank you for being the absolute love of my life.You deserve so much more and I will do my best to give you everything beyond more.

Hugs and kisses!

Forever yours,
Your Girl!

light my way ♥

Sunday, May 06, 2007 ;

1:08 AM

Another year older.. another year wiser? Haha. I hope so. Anyway just a short post before going to bed. Someone's entertaining me with his own version of "Row row row your boat" over the phone.

Met up with the gang today for lunch. Pretty nice food but.. the service.. actually more like the people there... Hmm, not that good. But that's another story for another day.

From the gang... Hahaa.. Thanks guys and girls~ Very very thoughtful gifts :D Love them all!^^

p/s: Thoughtful gifts because 1. The razer is a gaming mouse. Wahahhaa. Very obvious reason why Jason got me that.. I am a chao gamer.. AHAHHAHA 2. The perfume is one of my favourites and I am running out of my bottle. :D 3. That shuffle is PINK and they know I love PINK! And I love musik! :D So now my Pinky iPod Mini has a sibling! Wee^^ Love the guys (and gals!!)

And.. love and thoughts all the way from Canberra....... :)

Thank you Baby~ Very very beautiful roses :) Never seen lilac ones before so it was a uber pleasant surprise^^ Thank you for everything and your thoughtfulness. Thank you for always being near me even when you are so far away. Thank you for calling me various times a day and smsing me all the time to fill that void. Thank you for roleplaying instruments, animals, various characters just to make me laugh. I appreciate all that you have done for me and it warms my heart to be the lucky recipient of all your attention and love! Heart you loads! :D Rabu rabu! :)

light my way ♥

Wednesday, May 02, 2007 ;

11:19 PM

"Baby call me..."

In his sleepy, but megacute voice.. he answered..

"Umm.. bye bye....." and called me promptly afterwards.

That instance, I felt blessed. Truly blessed :)

light my way ♥