Happiness is like a butterfly, the more u chase it, the more it will elude u.. but if u turn ur attention to other things, it will come n sit softly on ur shoulder.
when it hurts to look back, n if u r scared to look ahead, u can look beside.. i will be there for u..
when women are in love,
they can be blind, deaf and self-deceptive;
but that's also what makes them adorable.
My husband was an engineer. Since I met him, he was always an unflappable rock in my life. I knew he always had his feet firmly planted on the ground, and it seemed that no matter what else went crazy, he would be the one constant.
Three years of romance, and two years of marriage later, I got tired. He was the most unromantic man I know. He never bought me flowers, he never surprised me, and nothing changed in our marriage.
After some time, I finally found the courage to tell him that I wanted to leave him. He just sat there, speechless. My heart froze... what kind of man was I married to that didn't even know what to say to make me stay?
After a while, he spoke, "What can I do to change your mind??" I will stay if you can give me a good answer to this question," I replied coldly. "If I asked for a flower that grew on a cliff and you knew that getting it for me means certain death, would you get it for me?? His face grew troubled.
Can I give you an answer tomorrow morning?" he asked. Hearing that kind of answer, my heart died. I knew that I could never be happy with a man who couldn't even give me an answer straight away.
The next morning, when I woke up, he was missing. In the living room, under a warm glass of milk, was a note. My eyes grew misty as I read it...
"Dear, I have my answer. I will never pick the flower for you if it meant certain death. But before you leave, I hope you can give me a chance to give you my reasons.... You will always sit in front of the computer and type about for the whole day, but every time you will end up in tears cause your formatting will always go all over the place... I need my fingers to do the formatting for you, so your tears will become smiles. You like to travel, but would always get lost... I need my eyes, so that I can bring you to the nicest places on earth. Every time you leave the house, you would always forget your keys...
I need my legs, so that I can run home to open the door for you. You never knew how to take care of yourself... I need my hands to help you get rid of the pesky white hair you hate so much when you grow old, to trim your nails, to feed you.
So you see, that's why I can't pick the flower for you. Until I find someone who loves you more than I do, I will need my body to take care of you. If you accept my reasons, then open the door, where I will be waiting with your favourite muffin."
With tears streaming from my eyes, I opened the door, and there he stood, with an extremely worried look on his face. He still had nothing to say, but just stood there waving the packet he had in his hand in front of me. And then I knew for a fact that I will never find another man who will ever love me as much as he does.
Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean that they don't love you with all they have...
People are desperately insecure about who they are and are constantly putting on little performances designed to present more acceptable selves to the world. We are more worried about our 'fronts', what is visible to other people, than about what is going on inside us - sometimes to the point of sacrificing what is going on inside us
"are u dismissed at 12 today?"
"no."
"?? then what time?"
"12"
"..."
gay men are more likely to have older brothers than either gay women or heterosexual men.
it may be that a first male fetus triggers an immune reaction in the mother, altering the expression of key gender genes.
being a basketball player, naturally, the basketball court would be my second home. however, the best view of the court and the activites, would be on the stairs next to it.
the stairs lead up to the hall. On days I have basketball trainings, it is usually closed. therefore, the stairs seems to be my private space for viewing activities on the court.
discarded tables, shaky chairs, dust n spiders are the only occupants. occasiaonally, some kittens can be found on the roof of the canteen stalls. these are what keep me company when i go up there to be apart from my troubles downstairs. i can think, i can cry; i can sing, i can scold. no one is around to hear them, at least no one would notice. i am in complete isolation. but once i stand up, i could see the court over the peeling, rusting railing. No longer isolated, but with the basketball players downstairs once again, like nothing has ever happened.
a place completely ignored, except for occasiaonal accompaniment of kittens. a place that isolates me from my troubles, my problems. a place i would have called my second home, which shares my sadness and joy. a place with only discarded tables, shaky chairs, dust and spiders as furniture.
who is ang wee hiong?
im goin to the library to buy pen.
i love 32, n i love 32, n i love 32
u cannot have a concussion.
you know why?
to have a concussion,
you need to have a brain.
even if i'm hungry,
i wun go and eat shit rite?
Have you seen the stars? They're especially beautiful lately. How I wish someone is looking at me too. From another galaxy that is.
Join the army. Travel to distant lands, meet exotic people -- and kill them.
the guy ahead of me is there to be overtaken.
Im jux an ordinary friend
that soon you'll forget.
You may not be bothered
by my absence
nor by my presence,
but in my heart,
I'll keep you forever...
If you happen to see a nurse at the bus-stop, you should go up and congratulate her. But you don't have to shake her hand.
You have always been on the move seeking affectionate, satisfying and harmonious relationships.
Your ultimate goal has been the realization of an intimate union in which there could be love, self-sacrifice and mutual trust.
It has often been said that 'True love is just around the corner' and - if you haven't found it as yet - you possibly soon will.
Does the gloomy sky
reflect heaven's sadness?
Does the distant rumbles
reflect its dissatisfaction?
I think not.
The overcast sky is merely
in preparation for the rainbow
that comes after the rain.
So fret not when u face
a dark moment.
Cos u will soon c
the bright n beautiful
rainbow.
I lighted a candle
the flame flickered
and struggled to
continue burning.
Despite its tough
environment,
it was determined
to shine.
It was like
watching an ant
wriggle
after u flick it.
Struggling to
survive.
Some people
strive in hardship.
They learn
from these.
Dun give in
when things get
tough.
U'll emerge a
tougher n
stronger person.
