Oops, I Lied Again!

Sunday, May 31, 2009
This is what I usually do, when I need an attention but you could not give one.

And as usual and expected, I end up with despair because your response is ruthless.

Sometimes, I just need to know I was given enough attention.

I know I shouldn't have lied, but I wanted to get your attention, so desperately. I wish you were jealous, but you just sounded so calm.

What has gone wrong with us?

I am sorry for making up the story. If there is still a next time, can you please show your green eyes?


* Love me, please. *
 
11:20 PM

The Golden Triangle



Our location is a triangle. Our relationship is not. Our relationship is rather a shape of roasted chicken and pieces of lobak together with bowl of white rice.

And no, the numbers are not in kilometers, and obviously not the difference with each other in kilograms as well.

It is the years we know each other.

Aiks, time flies.


Note:
C = The funny Choot
W = The serious Wern
G = The pretty one, who else?

 
10:14 PM

Show Off Your Love Today (Prague - 020509)

Monday, May 25, 2009
It takes us another 40 years to look like this old.




But, this loving?



I met this old couple in the train during my journey to Prague. They caught my attention because both of them were quiet, but loving. They hardly talked to each other in the train but from the way they acted and behaved, you could tell they are still madly in love with each other!

They both sat quietly and read; cuddling with each other ceaselessly. When she was tired of reading, she shifted to the seat beside him and nestled up to him. It was not a comfy way to snuggle in this way, but she insisted to. And the scene lasted for about an hour.

Ah, such an affectionate couple!

Travelling with your old partner at this age, and showing off the love in public? It is one thing I would die for when my hair turn grey and boobs are drooped!


* I am also madly in love now what! *




 
5:44 PM

Past Is Past

Sunday, May 24, 2009
You said, you are not that kind of person that store all the past in your brain and heart, doesn't matter it is sad or happy memory. Past is past.

You said, you are that kind of person that only look forward, not backward. Future is what matters. Past is past.

Were you saying this, to evade yourself from the reality and what had happened?

Were you saying this, to stop me from fault-finding and yet another fight?

I am a very detailed person.

You know, I could not agree with what you said.

Without past, what were you made from today?

Without past, how did we come through this long winding journey until today?

Without past, what are we today then?

How could past be passed?

I am sorry but I don't know how to do that.

 
11:12 PM

A(H1N1)

Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Okay, don't panic!

I came back from Geneva on the 6th May, and then was down with fever, sore throat, flu, cough; you name it, all the swine flu symptoms!

I can sense the fearful tones when colleagues were talking to me. Everyone keeps asking have I gone to see doctor. I said yes. Then, they suggest, why don't I go to the hospital for a thorough checking. I said probably will. Then, they changed their suggestion to question again, have I went for the checking. And the question keep repeating till I finally went to the GH.

It was a first time experience in GH, and also a first time experience where I was questioned like a criminal by a stranger (my mom who in this case, is excluded). I was not doing any crime, I was just doing virus! They took down every single details I told them on my trip, when I go where, when my temperature strike up to 102 Fahrenheit, and bla bla bla.

GH, where slow response has already been expected, has made me waited for about hour before the doctor approached me. Then, after the doctor questioned me, it took another hour and half until the doctor came again and stuffed me with a bag of colorful medicines and told me to quarantine myself at home. I was surprised blood test is not necessary, and I do not need to spend my first night in the creepy ward. Phew!

Conclusion I made from this unfortunate event:
  • Friends could be more nagging than mom, at times.

  • My childhood doubt has started to haunt me again, is she my real mom or adopted one? Surprisingly, my mom did not keen in sending me to the hospital this time. She just asked me to finish the medicine from clinic, which is not like her usual style. Normally, she will be the first to send me off to the hospital even I only suffered from a mild stomachache.

  • Free leaves. More free leaves to spend at home, with food delivered to me at every meal. I hardly get to be spoiled.

  • Rumors spread like virus, fast and sometimes inaccurate. I was impressed how my case has been a hit in the office, even Michael mentioned on the phone and my manager call to monitor my situation every single day. Well, most people tend to get the wrong side of the story. Maybe it is juicier in that way it sounds.

I have recovered, and am 98.23% virus-free now.

Okay, don't panic! It's just flu, not swine flu!

 
11:10 PM