Saturday, January 29, 2005
working life is not working out for me. i want to quit my job. soon. end of feb. i hate working. i detest working. i want to be a kid forever. i want to be peter pan, female version of course. uggrhh..i'd rather be a coach. much more fun and exciting and enriching and fun. yeah, it's a possible career besides being a physiotherapist and a designer.
read this lala
lala, we'll go pizza hut soon okay. my working days for next month getting confirmed. so i'll let you know asap. as for www we'll settle it after nic gets back from malaysia. hopefully all of us cn go www by end of feb with no work and most importantly no period.
3:05 PM;
Sunday, January 23, 2005
11:08 AM;
Saturday, January 8, 2005
Prelude
A tale brought so high,
Drapped in hopes and dreams.
Four sudden plunge,
Breaking to smithereens.
First by words of her,
Second due to music.
Third by the forgotten,
Forth due to time.
Four chapters of hope and happiness,
Crumbled mere by her, sound, memories and time.
Chapter 1: by her
Words from her,
precious as diamonds.
Sentence from her,
filled with hope.
Her sentence with a promise,
forgotten with time.
With woes,
With love and agony.
She forgot.
The words re-brought to her,
she rejected them.
Chapter 2: by music
Music relaxes the other souls,
But torments and tortures my heart and soul.
Pushed back for a reason,
But suffered from the reason.
Left in a box,
Dark and gloomy roams.
Chapter 3: by forgotten
An event of fun and joy,
Enjoyed by all.
Someone knew about it,
Yet kept it in the dark from some.
On the day,
Someone had all their fun,
Keeping the unknown in pain and tears.
Chapter 4: by time
A search and a feast,
A party gathered.
To search for the finest materials,
And to forge the greatest ties on the way.
Alas, alas.
Time arrived,
Broke the party,
Now he stands alone,
Simply alone,
Without the ties,
Without the materials.
Final: by all
Words of cold,
Cold biting into the skin,
Walking down the lonely street.
Words of farewell.
Here I conclude the tale,
Tale of chapters one, two, three and four.
The truth and answer will be sealed,
So will the past,
The present,
And the Future,
For eternal.
The End
*works of the almighty jon.
hahahaha (:
12:16 AM;
Friday, January 7, 2005
kuddos to jon.
that's his poem down there.
too bad he hates lit.
11:59 PM;
alas alas,
what has happened to this year?
a year thought to be full of purpose,
full of expectations,
but results are simply pathetic.
fruits of your labour?
nothing for me.
perhaps I just didnt work enough.
11:52 PM;
i finally got a job man.
so thrilled.
alas, pay is a measly $3.50 or is $4.50 an hour.
i'm not desperate also to go for this job.
is just that i only have to work 3 days a week. or maybe 4.
i love working alternate days.
anyhoo.
observed t, w and r playing pool at kpool.
quite fascinating to say the least.
they bugged me to play.
but i refused.
cos i dunno how to play.
r taught me how to.
i suck at pool.
suck.
SUCK.
sophia ong u need to teach me how to play pool!!!
i hate coaching too.
they.
dont.
know.
how.
to.
play.
how to win???
urgh.
11:20 PM;
Wednesday, January 5, 2005
powderfingers just left singapore.
she's going to australia to meet her girlfriend.
its too bad i cant follow her there.
had such a nice time seeing her off at the airport.
the skytrain was not that exciting btw.
bahh.
my sister just left for camp.
3 days 2 nights.
i'll be all alone.
in bed.
miss you much.
not.
hahaha.
evil me (:
gonna learn to play pool.
from sophia darling
must teach me properly ok.
wild wild wet in a weeks time.
cant wait.
coaching sucks.
players cant seem to follow instructions well.
or maybe it's just me.
3:01 PM;