|
 |
|
Me in a Raindrop...
 The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost- Other Raindrops... Joan-Lynn's Jacob's Jason Lim's Keston's Lemuel's Vivienne's Ling Yin's Vincent Tan's Fallen Raindrops...
Credits
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Blurred Everything seems lovely. A beautiful cloudy day, perfect for an evening stroll around the lake. A slight breeze caught my face and lifted me up. Yellow palm trees line the water's edge and as i drew near, water striders leaped gleefully as in welcoming my presence. I stopped and stared into space for the longest time ever, drinking in the surrounding as a hungry baby thirsts for its mother's touch. Life is hard.
Wanting to make things clearer, i put on my blue-rimmed specs. it was as if i'm looking at a different world. i could see all the details now. but what horrifying details that distorted the beautiful image i had earlier on in my mind. the leaves from the trees were disheveled, the lake filled with rubbish everywhere, the path ahead seemed rocky with pot holes here and there. Can i go on? Many a time, i can see the things that i want to see quite vividly. the future filled with hopes and dreams splashed across my mind in brightly painted colours. but as i reached out my hand to grasp it, my vision blurred. things begin to fade, as feelings of euphoria that has once erupted seemed to wear thin. Heartaches ensued following dashed hopes and broken dreams. Is it over? The sun is almost gone now. I should head back home. But before i go, i lifted my specs from my eyes.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
I'm bad with titles Pardon the lousy title, as obvious as it states, I am really clueless, ziltch when it comes to it. I'll usually leave it blank until i finished typing my entry before randomly choosing certain words to describe the whole entry. not that random after all huh? Well, blessed my generous neighbour for not locking his wifi, i can now leech it anywhere in the house. let's hope he keeps it this way or else i wouldnt have any internet access here. currently, down with flu, cough and fever. what a great way to celebrate my upcoming finals! this is weird. after not writing for so long or maybe writing this like an invisible diary describing most details of my life, it feels wrong. just feel like blabbing all out today without thinking much or making words rhyme with wadever goes! it's the bloody virus messing with my brains, i presumed. not cool to be rude, grace! sorry for the language. right now, i'm thinking about the double layer kuih talam sitting smugly in its transparent plastic container, luring me with its delicious and almost authentic nyonya taste. the dark green smooth pandan as its base with white coconut on top, it just melts in your mouth. reminds me of the really really great kuih talam that my neighbour always make! missed them! one of these days, i'm gonna steal her recipe for making the best kuih talam ever! alright. i should really stop talking to myself and focus. i just went to one of the church member's house. really lovely, especially her magnificent garden. of course, everything is beautiful, the dream house that everyone always wanted, i know it's mine for sure. but the point it, she's so rich. and it sort of sparked something in me to be rich too. i've never really dreamed of being filthy rich but suddenly there's all these gazillion things that i want and only money can buy. maybe coming to kl has exposed me to so many different things that made me desire after. not a really good thing though. i was halfway into my own fantasies, when this rational, logical thought of mine popped out of nowhere. dislike it for disrupting my rags to riches dreams. i guess it's never ending. of wanting more. of desiring more. unless i find a way to be contented with what am i having first! if i am that level of 'rich' then i would want more expensive things. if i am richer, then i would want more and more. then it will never be enough, no matter how 'rich' i am. sigh. but i would really like a pair of sport shoes right now! *greedy me* :( i know! will just have to wait and save up on it then! but but, i saw a really nice one at great eastern mall just now! and it was so cheap!!!! argghh..what have i turned into!? a shopping monstrousity! i've changed as my phase of life changes too. i realised i am dependent on people. but at the same time, i enjoy the solitude given. coming here, turns me into an introvert, drains my energy, losing my happy-go-lucky attitude, turning me into a worrywart and a paranoid, angsty girl. is it that i'm a late bloomer or just in the middle of an identity crisis? subduing to peer pressure, actually went on a diet just to be skeleton thin, starving myself to the brink of insanity. what have i turned into again? i'm sorry for changing. many times, i wished that i'm that same girl you knew and fell in love with. i just do not know why is this happening. would u still accept me for being someone different now? can i still be the same old me? *pressures of life* what have left of me now is a depressed, lost and entirely broken down person that i used to despise. maybe you may feel tired now as i am tired too. i just wished that i could just be swept off like a broken leaf, trampled and dirtied with mud and footprints, to the skies above where once a green, fresh shoot just emerge from its shaft, basking gloriously in the morning sunlight.
Saturday, September 01, 2007
I wanna go home Walking down the busy street, with people from all ages hustling around with their bags of daily groceries, going about their own mundane routine and ignoring me as i passed them on has been my route to the hospital. i looked up and i saw those wonderful and beautifully crafted branches of rain trees shading me from both sides of the road as i walked. the leaves rustle a little as a cool breeze passes by. i looked down the road again. this time, voices filled my mind. shouts of vendors and farmers calling out their item's prices, gossiping old aunties greeted each other as they update one another on the hottest news in town, little children trodding behind their mother's footsteps, and many a time the sound of taxis whizzing by from behind. could it be that this place, one that i'm all too familiar with, one that i've envisioned spending my 4 years here, could it be a place that i call home?
sadly, the answer is no. home is where my beloved hill lies. home is where my white house stands majestically on a solid rock. home is where i find every road and every building greeting me with a smile as i drive pass them. home is where i look at my dogs wagging their tails at me and i burst into tears. home is where i enter my room and has a sweet familiar smell that defines itself. home is where i have the feeling of security, when i walked the streets of bm, i have no worries of people mugging me. home is where my heart lies, that when i stepped into my house i could feel the warmth and the love exuberating from my family. home is where i found you in the first place. four years is a long time, but worth the long wait. i just wanna go home.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
KL and their taxi drivers It is indeed quite amazing that they're everywhere. but just right at the moment when you desperately need one, they seemed to just disappear out of the blue. then, thoughts like 'when will the next one come?' or 'will there be any cabs in 10 mins? 5 mins?' 'should i just walk?' 'what time will i reach coll?' etc. thankfully, those thoughts are put to a halt when some of them stopped for me. i had many conversations with so many different taxi drivers. and i find most of them very friendly and nice. lots of things to learn from them as well. plus, most of them are highly educated ppl to my surprise. well, they are the ones impacted me most when i'm here hence the entry about them. one told me that he's from butterworth, coming to kl to find a job. he worked for an insurance company last time and now he resorts to driving taxi around kl. apparently, he likes his job and also he's so caring. he asked me not to buy bus tickets from the ppl standing around..asking me to go straight to the counter. another one told me that he's taking an 8 months break from working in the hospital. he's a paramedic and also a lecturer in handling various high tech instruments in the hospitals. he's teaching in a private hospital in kl. sultan ismail if im not mistaken. he has a bro who's studying medicine and he used to study in usm, mechanical engineering. and he speaks perfect english! of course, many a time i met drivers who are extremely selfish and money-minded. for example, taking a cab from titiwangsa lrt station to my coll which is in titiwangsa as well costs about rm3.50. but he wouldnt fetch me there unless i pay him rm25! talk bout extortion! i have encounter majority of the drivers being like dat. but thank God for the good ones! cause when they decline to fetch me back, i would meet all the good aforementioned ones. watching them whizz by in their brightly painted colours, yellow, red, green makes me stop to wonder and admire them secretly in my heart. though now, im more cautious because of the constant binging bout how dangerous taxi drivers in kl are. when i hopped on to the backseats, i'll wonder if they are the good guys or the bad guys. but they always end up being the nicest ppl i've ever met in kl. they made kl seemed less dangerous with their presence around. i know that it's not always so. however, so far for the past three weeks they are the ones that left such an impression about kl in my heart. a big thank you to all the nice, taxi drivers who took time to make me feel at home and safe in this big city. thanks a bunch.
Friday, June 08, 2007
Far Away Six months flew just like that and now you're leaving tomorrow. i dont know exactly what to say, i just feel that part of me is being torn apart. being away, heading on towards different directions as we open up a new chapter and adventure in our lives. i'm glad that you've been by my side and taking care of me for these two memorable years. i'm just gonna miss you loads as i looked back and cherish all those sweet memories that you've given me. having you in my life has truly been a precious gift from God. have a safe journey tomorrow and maybe one day 'we'll eventually end up in the same place right?' this song reminds me of the first time i met you and it has been 'your song' everytime i hear it. may it rewinds us back to the time where the field is as vast as the ocean, birds chirping in the heavens above, leaves rustling as if clapping and cheering us on as we ran our way down the hill. isnt it ironic now that you're gonna be far away? "Far Away" This time, This place Misused, Mistakes Too long, Too late Who was I to make you wait Just one chance Just one breath Just in case there's just one left 'Cause you know, you know, you know [CHORUS] That I love you I have loved you all along And I miss you Been far away for far too long I keep dreaming you'll be with me and you'll never go Stop breathing if I don't see you anymore On my knees, I'll ask Last chance for one last dance 'Cause with you, I'd withstand All of hell to hold your hand I'd give it all I'd give for us Give anything but I won't give up 'Cause you know, you know, you know [CHORUS] So far away Been far away for far too long So far away Been far away for far too long But you know, you know, you know I wanted I wanted you to stay 'Cause I needed I need to hear you say That I love you I have loved you all along And I forgive you For being away for far too long So keep breathing 'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore Believe it Hold on to me and, never let me go Keep breathing 'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore Believe it Hold on to me and, never let me go Keep breathing Hold on to me and, never let me go Keep breathing Hold on to me and, never let me go
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Unsung Melody "you're a blogger. why don't you blog always?" said he.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Happy Birthday! So, here i am trying to update as much as possible. i've been reading loads of blogs and i realised that a daily update would be nice. heeh. well, it would give me more things to read about. unfortunately for me, i'm not that faithful to my blog as i could have been. sorry guys. if there's anyone actually reading my blog, it would be nice to leave some comments at times. thank you for taking time to actually read my not-so-very-interesting writing. of course i could just say that it's boring but nah, wouldnt want to discourage meself now right? i should stop talking to myself and get on with the main topic. In just these short months, you have grown from stranger to one of my dearest friend. It was as if i had just met you not too long ago, trying hard to remember your name when it has become one of the most familiar names i've now grown accustomed to, the sweet memories of racing downhill together with an unknown stranger at that moment of time, the air ringing with our laughter at what most people might deemed childish at our age, the ever smiling face that sticks out of the bus' window just to wave goodbye. You have grown into so much more than that. My confidante, my study mate, my daily dose of laughter, my shopping tutor, my badminton partner, my dearest friend that having you around makes everyone goes nuts! guess i'm truly blessed huh?  Happy Birthday Tye Gee Keinn! You have touch my life in so many ways in just these 2 short years.
|
