Thursday, December 27, 2007

it's easy to feel like you're all alone
to feel like nobody knows
the great that you are,
the good that's inside you,
is trying so hard to break through.

people's worse fear isn't death;
though it seems like it.
no, it's not the great unknown too.
but it's the fear of being gone from people's memories.
no one remembers you and your presence on earth
like you didn't make much of a difference anyway.
yes people like to be heard.

but i know that He recognises me for who i am
& it deeply comforts me so so much.


sometimes you start feeling insignificant,
feeling like you're left out of the world's busy schedule
as people around you whirlwind about their own activities.
when someone suddenly recognises you.
just that little action of appreciating-
warms your cold heart a little

and then maybe, just maybe
you're not forgotten afterall.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

yowsa

greetings here all the way from thailand, hua hin :)

yeah it IS kinda weird to see my last post & me in sg and then the next thing you know,
i'm blogging from thailand.
sorry this blog's been poorly managed.
please have mercy
for i have been so busy..
and using the internet doesn't really appeal to me that much- as it used to.

okay so to update ya!
here i am in thailand in this lovely small town of hua hin,
staying in this LOVELY villa-resort place where its' famous for its spa and services.
not to mention that it's 5 stars, so yeah you pretty much get the lovely picture :)

my mom and i are here on account of her having some end-year meeting thing and its held here so i tagged along :D
then are the meetings are over, we'll move to bangkok and stay there forever and shop til the death.

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no sorry i'm just kidding.
my sense of humour is currently asleep as its 11.27pm sg time now
and i had less then my normal 10 hrs of sleep so pardon this SOHF (sense of humour failure),
it's just regrettably inevitable.

we'll move to bangkok to have a shopping spree and will be back on sunday!
i kinda miss sg already..
but living life in this resort is GR8.
i could get used to this.
i sooo could.

oh as the hotel staff was showing my mom around the meeting venues and stuff like that,
she took us for lunch at their poolside restaurant and blah blah we had their famous glutinous rice with mangoes for dessert.
and whoever who gets to eat the last piece of mango from the plate will, like, meet their love of their life/ boyf/ girf/ crush/ etc..
or so the saying goes.
it's a good thing i'm 25okm away from sg so you can't see me blush scarlet upon hearing that.
i know i'm 16 now and i'm supposed to be all mature and not blush whenever i think of it but i can't really help it.
ugh i've flown so far away and yet i still think about it.
jingying IS right, for the first time, (or the second.. or the third.. or..)
i've got it bad.
dang it i'm here to enjoy and de-stress myself in this eden-look alike!
i did not pay hundreds to live in a posh resort with a private beach that serves excellent food to think about someone who probably doesn't even remember my name.
so stop it!
*slaps myself*

on to this place,
it's totally pretty-making!
it is decided.
i shall elope here and make this place my secret escape.
well, it's not much of a secret now that you know but still.
i shall change my name and cut my hair short and then dye it in caramel-honey shades of brown.

... thinking about it,
i'm not so sure i can live in this city.
i mean the resort's fabulous.
but the city is still kinda in the poverty state with loads of flies.
maybe next time.
when i win the lottery of a million mosquito coils :)

anyway i'm eating leftover pizza, wathcing heroes season2.
btw gossip girl is addictive!

oh oh and i'm working!
haha yes i can see the cogs working in your brain, trying to figure it out.
well i shall tell you and put a stop to your misery.
i'm working as a waitress in this italian restaurant.
i haven't broken any cups or plates yet,
so, so far so good :D

okay that's all for the update and i'll blog again when i can.
no promises it'll be soon though.

sawadika