Que Sera Sera

It's been a while having a friend to talk to without much inhibitions/taboo topics.
Thank you xxx <-- you now who you are :)

I'm really, really, REALLY gonna be 36 in 2.5 hours...que sera sera, whatever will be, will be


零时十分倚窗看门外暗灯...happy birthday to me....零时十分, sally yeh

Jelly isn't jelly till you set it

Stretch your mind beyond fantastic
Dreams are made of strong elastic
Jelly isn't jelly till you set it
Anything can happen if you let it

If you reach for the stars
All you get are the stars
If you reach for the heavens
You get the stars thrown in
...from Mary Poppins

...and Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious too...

Three dozen

As the boar comes and the dog goes away
May peace and prosperity come our way
As the pussy willows bloom in spring
May much happiness the new year brings

It's my year this year . . . I'm a pig (in more ways than one) and I'm three dozen years old to be precise


Gong Xi Gong Xi Gong Xi Ni....I've no idea who sang that ditty but it keeps getting blared from the radio this time of the year

人活到幾歲算短?

人活到幾歲算短
失戀只有更短
歸家需要幾里路誰能預算
.....富士山下, Eason

This new year,
Let me not envy what I don't have,
Let me cherish what I have,
And be comfortable with who I am and what I stand for.

Purpose?

Purpose, it's that little flame that lights a fire under your ass,
Purpose, it keeps you going strong like a car with a full tank of gas.
Everyone else has a purpose, so what's mine?
Purpose...Avenue Q

Have you found yours?

Secrets and wishes

We all have our dreams, wishes, secrets and fantacies...how hard are you willing to work for it and will anyone ever know about it?

願我可以學會放低你...何韵诗

Defying Gravity

Something has changed within me,
Something is not the same,
I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game

Defying Gravity....Wicked

For now...

It's been a while since I visited my own blog...sigh...

Everyone's a little bit unsatisfied.
Everyone goes 'round a little empty inside.
Take a breath, Look around,
Swallow your pride,
For now...

Nothing lasts,
Life goes on, Full of surprises.
You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes.
You're going to have to make a few compromises...
For now...

For now we're healthy.
For now we're employed.
For now we're happy...
If not overjoyed.
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid, for now...

Sex – it’s only for now
Your hair – it’s only for now…

Don't stress, Relax,
Let life roll off your backs
Except for death and paying taxes,
Everything in life is only for now…

Each time you smile...
It'll only last a while.
Life may be scary…
But it's only temporary…

...lifted from "For now" (Avenue Q)

Survivor

Drama in life:
Expectations
Anger
Shock
Envy
Warning
Bitterness
Hypocrisy
Failure
Volublous
Favouritism
Racism
Self-denial?

I'm a survivor
I'm not gonna give up
I'm not gonna stop
I'm gonna work harder

I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it
I will survive
Keep on survivin'
...Survivor, Destiny's Child

Life is like drama isn't it....not all happy endings

Wine loosens the tongue

It's been a while, I know. Been too busy work (or maybe that's just an excuse I give myself) but anyway, this will just be a short post.

Just wanna shout out THANKS to my alcoholic buddies and that special someone for the binge over the weekend...best b'day celebration in years...and i'm still wondering if putting a hammock in the house is a good idea :)

Wine loosens the tongue,
Alcohol breaks the sink!!

Over the rainbow?

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why, can't I?

...Over The Rainbow, The Wizard of Oz

Here we go again

Here we go again . . . yet another melancholic song playing now in my iPod

There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

...In My Life, Beatles

Beliefs

I believe above the storm a smallest prayer will still be heard
And I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word
Everytime I hear a newborn baby cry
or touch a leaf
or see a star
then I know whyI believe
...I believe/You'll Never Walk Alone

I believe that someone way up there watches every action
That what you give, you get more in return
That life, like love, is meant to be shared
With people whom you feel a connection

What do you believe?

Part of your world

What would I give if I could live out of these waters,
What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand...

... Up (out) where they walk
Up (out) where they run
Up (out) where they stay all day in the sun
Wanderin' free
Wish I could be
Part of that world

...the Little Mermaid... (words in bracket added for dramatic effects :p)

Sigh! A friend is right . . . i got to stop listening to sad melancholic suicidal songs . . . but i can't . . . like a moth drawn to a flame . . . aarghh!!!!

Going home

No, this is not another mindless ranting about too much work - that's a fact of life, for me, for now, anyway.

Was talking to a friend earlier on what happens to us once we move on from this world - what waits for us over the other side? Is it determined by what we do on this side, here and now? I would like to think that but then there's just no guarantee, is there?

They say there's a place where dreams have all gone
They never said where but I think I know
It's miles through the night just over the dawn
on the road that will take me home

Love waits for me 'round the bend
Leads me endlessly on
Surely sorrows shall find their end
and all our troubles will be gone
And I'll know what I've lost
and all that I've won
when the road finally takes me home

...Going Home, Mary Fahl

waste

While driving to work today, a thought popped into my head - How do you know if you have wasted something if you don't know how much you have there is with you? If you have abundance of a certain thing and you give/spend away a little, you won't think it's wastage; like money. Yet, you only think you've wasted something when you want more, yet you got no more to take from. I tried to think how this applies to other aspects in terms of effort, time, love, even life.

Let's start with an easy one - How do you know or how can you tell if you've wasted time and effort in doing something? If you have all the time in the world, you won't think that you're wasting time sitting around doing nothing. Yet, it is only when you're pressed for time do you feel that you may have spent some unwisely- i.e. wasted. But then again, if you have all the time in the world and you spend all of them doing what you think was right and proper, you might still look back and see that you might or could have spent some differently. Is it only through hindsight that we'll recognise wastage?

If that is the case, what about love and life - does it mean that you won't know if you've wasted love and life until the day you've got no more to give? What happens then when you've got no more to give? Is that what happens when your life flashed before your eyes at that last moment - for you to determine if you've wasted what's given to you? Will regret be the last feeling I have before I die?

I must stop thinking such thoughts while driving ... I really don't know what to think.

Melancholic

As dusk sets in
and the sun has just gone over the horizon
the sky's getting dark
and yet the streetlights are not lighted
and the streets are all quiet...with not a single sound can be heard
as if the world has just stopped and turned it's back on you.

It's like everything's ending and there's nothing bright shining through ever again and it'll just get darker and darker and before you know it, everything's gone. It's pitch black and as much as you try to imagine and recall, you'll never be able to recollect how it was when it was bright and sunny and the world was such cheerful and wonderful.

Will you accept defeat and just let the darkness envelopes you totally? Or would you still run towards the setting sun, hoping against hope that you'll be able to reach it and there will be a glimmer of light for you, even if it's just a single ray of the sun?


Everything must change...nothing stays the same
Everyone must change...no one stays the same
The young become the old
And mysteries do unfold
Cause that's the way of time - nothing and no one goes unchanged
There are not many things in life you can be sure of
Except rain comes from the cloud
Sun lights up the sky
And butterflies do fly
And music makes me cry

VOLUBLOUS

I learned a new word today from a colleague - voluble. Checking the dictionary and thesaurus, it means vociferous, fluent, articulate, etc...

Derived from voluble is a new word I'm going to add to my vocabulary - volublous. No, this derivative word doesn't exist yet and you won't find it in any dictionary. So what does it mean?

Volublous = Voluble + "xxx"ous, eg
Volublous = Voluble + Glamorous, or
Volublous = Voluble + Envious, or
Volublous = Voluble + Ridicuous ...you get the meaning

I personally think it's a wonderful word to use. For example, when you see the Datin's and Puan Sri's having coffee with rocks on their fingers the size of your ipod earphones and they start talking loudly about their husbands' achievement and how well their children are excelling in school - you don't have to give them the stare - it's practically normal for them to talk that way, they are just being Volublous.

Of, if you ever meet one of those people who can't stop complaining (in a fake foreign accent too) about how bad your/the service is, how shopping overseas is much better than in KL, etc etc - again, you don't have to give them the stare or the finger...just say loudly behind them "I'm amazed, I've never met somebody so Volublous in my entire life".

Don't get me wrong, Volublous can also be used in a positive manner, such as, when you admire a colleague or a friend who can manage to talk their way out of problems/doing work, or convince the traffic cops not to give them a summons (although they were driving 120 in a 70 zone), they are just (altogether now...what's that word) ....Volublous

What does it mean?

Is life trying to tell you something when you set your iPod on shuffle mode, and among hundreds of songs, two different versions of "Send In The Clowns" play back to back?

Don't you love a farce
My fault i fear
I thought that you want what I want
Sorry my dear

Isn't it rich
Isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career

But where are the clowns
Quick send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here

A movie and a song

Have you ever experienced a moment whereby you were moved to tears by a movie or a song? For me, it was the movie Beaches. In the last scene of the show, Bette Midler's character sings Wind Beneath My Wings with just an overhead spotlight shining on her, and Barbara Hershey's character's daughter looking by the stage side. That scene is so moving it makes me cry (yes I admit, I cry sometimes) everytime I watch it and I never remember crying over a movie before that (not even when ET has to go home) and not since.

Why am I writing this? I've just listened to that song again and for some reason, I felt like crying but this time not because it reminded me of the scene from the show but somehow I just feel sad. Dunno why. Hmm...I think I need to see a shrink soon.

In the meantime, have you recently said thank you to the wind beneath your wings?