My face...
Is like my desktop...
Devoid of icons (even the recycling bin is hidden)
You can never know what documents are in my computer unless...
You probe and search and discover how I have filed everything away.
Yes, we wear a mask everyday.
This is what I think when I look in the mirror everyday-
"Who is this person looking back? I don't know her."
(in response to question Jiayueh asked me once)
Love is like a two way swim lane
Went swimming today...
And, I had a thought.
If you keep your head down and just kept swimming straight in a two way swimming pool lane, there will never be a chance that you will bump into anyone or get to know the person swimming next to you.
Only if you were to stop and take a break and perhaps 'wait' for the person to stop next to you too, will you be able to get the chance to see (and maybe get to know) who that person is.
And, I thought, tis like finding love.
If you just kept your head down... kept your heart closed
If you kept going straight... only concentrate on work and never look around
If you just kept swimming... never slowing down to get to know a person
Love will never be found.
So, stop. Take a break. Get to know the person standing beside you.
'Cause you never know... you may find something/someone special.
:)
For some reason...
Yes, for some reason...
Everyone wants to talk recently.
And, for some reason...
Ray Charles keeps playing on my iTunes despite it being on "shuffle" mode.
Also, for some reason...
I can feel again.
For some reason...
I feel the world trying to tell me something.
"Listen to what the world is telling you and take the leap" Lily, How I Met Your Mother.
Everyone wants to talk recently.
And, for some reason...
Ray Charles keeps playing on my iTunes despite it being on "shuffle" mode.
Also, for some reason...
I can feel again.
For some reason...
I feel the world trying to tell me something.
"Listen to what the world is telling you and take the leap" Lily, How I Met Your Mother.
never real
Because it is you
Because it is me
No other reason but to be
nothing to do but
Look in to your eyes,
laugh.
Look into your eyes,
smile.
Miss your presence through every breath
savouring the lightest touch
memorising the slightest glance.
the wanting, the longing
like watching the candle light climb down
the denial, the masking
like walking through a ghost of a spirit
like never seeing what there is to feel
keep going keep going,
through this road called life;
Keep going keep going,
learn to let go.
reaching out to touch life
reaching out to feel
but with a touch, it fades
... it was never real.
Because it is me
No other reason but to be
nothing to do but
Look in to your eyes,
laugh.
Look into your eyes,
smile.
Miss your presence through every breath
savouring the lightest touch
memorising the slightest glance.
the wanting, the longing
like watching the candle light climb down
the denial, the masking
like walking through a ghost of a spirit
like never seeing what there is to feel
keep going keep going,
through this road called life;
Keep going keep going,
learn to let go.
reaching out to touch life
reaching out to feel
but with a touch, it fades
... it was never real.
Seeing but not believing
Seeing the love of an innocent child toward his mother is oh so sweet and innnocent.
Feeling the purity and truth of it all.
But can never truly feel it from within.
Being able to feel what I watch, what I see;
But never believing it to be true for me.
Feeling the purity and truth of it all.
But can never truly feel it from within.
Being able to feel what I watch, what I see;
But never believing it to be true for me.
'Cause bdays are a HAPPY thing :)
Happy 21st, Tiff
To the gal who is as sweet as the mango cake we had.With hidden pleasant surprises! HEHEHE!
'Cause Dong is our Manja Teddy
Yet, is the first Teddy to hit the 21 year old mark.
Don't let his manja-ness fool you. Got lots going on up in that "beautiful mind" of his. HEHE!
Happy Birthday, Yuan Yuan!
Noone's really effing ok
But, I can still smile, laugh and joke so naturally.
I'd like to dig into that brain and heart and extract all that is in there.
I wanna know!
You're not effin' ok 'cause *I* am not effin' ok.
How come we can all muster so much energy to appear happy?
We are a bunch of effin' actors.
Stressed, mother effin' actors.
Overachievers and never satisfied.
Tis odd... to chase a happiness that never comes, never stays and perhaps doesn't actually exist.
I'd like to dig into that brain and heart and extract all that is in there.
I wanna know!
You're not effin' ok 'cause *I* am not effin' ok.
How come we can all muster so much energy to appear happy?
We are a bunch of effin' actors.
Stressed, mother effin' actors.
Overachievers and never satisfied.
Tis odd... to chase a happiness that never comes, never stays and perhaps doesn't actually exist.
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