Had a weird dream this morning. It was sweet and heartrending at the same time...And maybe it hit too close to home, cos I am still pretty disturbed by it.
This little dragonfly flew into my room and terrorized me for more than half an hr. I seriously have no idea wat to do with it. I am terrified of insects. I rather hold a snake then touch a beetle... *shivers*
And some short stories..I love short stories....
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Keep on Singing
Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They find out that the new baby is going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sings to his sister in Mommy's tummy.
The pregnancy progresses normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. Then The labor pains come. Every five minutes ... every minute. But Complications arise during delivery. Hours of labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, Michael's little sister is born. But she is in serious condition. With siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushes the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital,Knoxville, Tennessee.
The days inch by. The little girl gets worse. The pediatric specialist tells the parents, "There is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst." Karen and her husband contact a local cemetery about a burial plot. They have fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby - now they plan a funeral.
Michael, keeps begging his parents to let him see his sister, "I want to sing to her," he says. Week two in intensive care. It looks as if a funeral will come before the week is over. Michael keeps nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. But Karen makes up her mind. She will take Michael whether they like it or not.
If he doesn't see his sister now, he may never see her alive. She dresses him in an oversized scrub suit and marches him into ICU. He looks like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse recognizes him as a child and bellows, "Get that kid out of here now! No children are allowed. The mother rises up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glares steel-eyed into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line.
"He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!" Karen tows Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazes at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. And he begins to sing. In the pure hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sings:
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray --- "
Instantly the baby girl responds. The pulse rate becomes calm and steady.
Keep on singing, Michael. "You never know, dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away---" The ragged, strained breathing becomes as smooth as a kitten's purr.
Keep on singing, Michael. "The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms..." Michael's little sister relaxes as rest, healing rest, seems to sweep over her.
Keep on singing, Michael. Tears conquer the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glows. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't, take my sunshine away."
Funeral plans are scrapped. The next, day-the very next day-the little girl is well enough to go home!
Woman's Day magazine called it "the miracle of a brother's song." The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love!
NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE.
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The Tip
Two Nickels and Five Pennies In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. "How much is an ice cream sundae?" "Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it. "How much is a dish of plain ice cream?" he inquired. Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she said brusquely. The little boy again counted the coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed. When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies - her tip.
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Graduation Speech
ADVICE, LIKE YOUTH, PROBABLY JUST WASTED ON THE YOUNG
June 1, 1997
Inside every adult lurks a graduation speaker dying to get out, some world-
weary pundit eager to pontificate on life to young people who'd rather be
Rollerblading. Most of us, alas, will never be invited to sow our words of
wisdom among an audience of caps and gowns, but there's no reason we can't
entertain ourselves by composing a Guide to Life for Graduates.
I encourage anyone over 26 to try this and thank you for indulging my attempt.
Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The
long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the
rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering
experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust
me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way
you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you
really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're
behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing
this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The
most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with
their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're
gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you
won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on
your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself
too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are
everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what
other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be
nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold
on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in
Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will
philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe
you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run
out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
Mary Schmich
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p.s (3.23am) another dragonfly flew into my room, y huh????????!!!!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Escape theme park
It's my first time to visit this place, and also with Secret. I was disappointed when I saw from the ticketing counter that there were 3 rides under servicing until further notice..but it was not stated in their website. AND they seem to be the top 3 most popular rides somemore... :(
Well, just have to make do with watever they have available.
I tried almost every ride in the park except for those that are specifically for kids...
a. Ferris Wheel - wah, bery small cabin, good if u wan to gei xiao touch here touch there? No la, I am just kidding. No "breathtaking view" as the website claimed, but as we all know, marketing tends to bullshit.
b. Hunted House - It was really dark, u cun see much of the ground u are walking on, AND that is the real scary part. :)
c. Inverter - Goes 360 degrees over n over again... I was half moaning whenever we were hanging upside down in the air.
d. Family Coaster - Oh my, its one of the shortest(in height) roller coaster I have ever seen, although I adore roller coaster rides... Oh yeah baby, we screamed all right...Screamed in agony whenever the coaster did its rough turns..haha. He kinda hit his back and I hit my arm..countless times.
e. Daytona Beginner's Track(2-seater) - Hey I am a speed racer now! He had kindly let me have the honour of being the driver, which I repaid by making him worrying abt his life, BCOS of:
1) my narrow misses of crashing into the wall
2) my sharp twists n turns of the steering wheel (which I "learned" from playing Daytona at the arcade)
3) The fact that I only remembered how to accelerate but not to brake...
f. Daytona Go-Kart(single-seater) - Now I am scared cos its riding by myself. Had a few reckless drivers overtaking me and narrowly missed hitting me when they switched to my lane..*&$%$#@#$%....
g. Flipper - "Spin round and round, and if that's not enough, spin upside down too!" Basically we were strapped to a cup-like thing under the blazing sun..so there we were with the sun in our eyes as we tried to keep our lunch down where it belonged.
h. Kite Flyer - We had to be strapped lying face down and with our hands each holding onto a steel pole..brings to mind some images of sadomachistism..heh heh heh.
I. Pirate Ship - At least the viking ride seems the same as all my previous encounters. We sat on the topmost seat! My hands were trembling and my whole body felt like jelly hehe..I screamed uncontrollably..shiok!~As for him..he pretended he was just pretending to scream, when in fact he was trying not to scream.. :P
We also played some games at the Central Pavilion..but unfortunately din manage to win anything.. :( Luckily got two mini winnie the pooh soft toys from a scratch n win coupon..
It was evening when we headed back home..a tiring day since we have been out since morning. He asked if I had enjoyed myself, and I smiled back without really replying. It was much more than that. I always did treasure every moment that he was there. It's like an unexpected viewing of a shooting star. You wished it would last longer, but u know that if u just blink ur eye, it be gone regardless of whether u are prepared for it to go.
I supposed one has to be thankful for the little pleasures..He was amicable enough tat day, trying his best to pander to whichever rides I had fancied to take. It's obvious he was not feeling well after some of the rides we took, but he made the effort still. Like when we took the pirate ship for the 3rd time, as it plunged down, he started screaming, "tell me why am i doing this?!" And he tried to take care of me in little ways. Like taking the go-cart just behind mine and telling me not to worry, he will stay just behind of me all the way and look out for me. Or dissuading me from going ktv straight after in case I fell sick from the cold as I din bring any jacket. I appreciate watever he did. [edited 4.34am, 31st july: sometimes the smallest of things could mean the most to another.]
In any case, I have long ago given up on rationalizing the inexplicable pull tat he had on me...Whatever will be, will be.
Well, just have to make do with watever they have available.
I tried almost every ride in the park except for those that are specifically for kids...
a. Ferris Wheel - wah, bery small cabin, good if u wan to gei xiao touch here touch there? No la, I am just kidding. No "breathtaking view" as the website claimed, but as we all know, marketing tends to bullshit.
b. Hunted House - It was really dark, u cun see much of the ground u are walking on, AND that is the real scary part. :)
c. Inverter - Goes 360 degrees over n over again... I was half moaning whenever we were hanging upside down in the air.
d. Family Coaster - Oh my, its one of the shortest(in height) roller coaster I have ever seen, although I adore roller coaster rides... Oh yeah baby, we screamed all right...Screamed in agony whenever the coaster did its rough turns..haha. He kinda hit his back and I hit my arm..countless times.
e. Daytona Beginner's Track(2-seater) - Hey I am a speed racer now! He had kindly let me have the honour of being the driver, which I repaid by making him worrying abt his life, BCOS of:
1) my narrow misses of crashing into the wall
2) my sharp twists n turns of the steering wheel (which I "learned" from playing Daytona at the arcade)
3) The fact that I only remembered how to accelerate but not to brake...
f. Daytona Go-Kart(single-seater) - Now I am scared cos its riding by myself. Had a few reckless drivers overtaking me and narrowly missed hitting me when they switched to my lane..*&$%$#@#$%....
g. Flipper - "Spin round and round, and if that's not enough, spin upside down too!" Basically we were strapped to a cup-like thing under the blazing sun..so there we were with the sun in our eyes as we tried to keep our lunch down where it belonged.
h. Kite Flyer - We had to be strapped lying face down and with our hands each holding onto a steel pole..brings to mind some images of sadomachistism..heh heh heh.
I. Pirate Ship - At least the viking ride seems the same as all my previous encounters. We sat on the topmost seat! My hands were trembling and my whole body felt like jelly hehe..I screamed uncontrollably..shiok!~As for him..he pretended he was just pretending to scream, when in fact he was trying not to scream.. :P
We also played some games at the Central Pavilion..but unfortunately din manage to win anything.. :( Luckily got two mini winnie the pooh soft toys from a scratch n win coupon..
It was evening when we headed back home..a tiring day since we have been out since morning. He asked if I had enjoyed myself, and I smiled back without really replying. It was much more than that. I always did treasure every moment that he was there. It's like an unexpected viewing of a shooting star. You wished it would last longer, but u know that if u just blink ur eye, it be gone regardless of whether u are prepared for it to go.
I supposed one has to be thankful for the little pleasures..He was amicable enough tat day, trying his best to pander to whichever rides I had fancied to take. It's obvious he was not feeling well after some of the rides we took, but he made the effort still. Like when we took the pirate ship for the 3rd time, as it plunged down, he started screaming, "tell me why am i doing this?!" And he tried to take care of me in little ways. Like taking the go-cart just behind mine and telling me not to worry, he will stay just behind of me all the way and look out for me. Or dissuading me from going ktv straight after in case I fell sick from the cold as I din bring any jacket. I appreciate watever he did. [edited 4.34am, 31st july: sometimes the smallest of things could mean the most to another.]
In any case, I have long ago given up on rationalizing the inexplicable pull tat he had on me...Whatever will be, will be.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Catching up
Catched up last Sat with my frens, mainly ex-colleages from Mount Faber at Bugis. They are both nice gals, and can be counted on to have a good time. We had lunch, shopped abit and catched "The Dark Knight(Batman). The movie was good and twisted. It had action and normal people grappling with moral issues. I din really understand the premise at first, but it had me riveted to the screen from the middle part onwards.
In fact, my motive for coming out was to talk specifically to one of them as she was going through some stuff in her life recently. I knew she needed a listening ear, and all our previous arrangement abt meet-ups were scraped off for one reason or another. But in the end it failed cos we were not alone, and I dun wan to bring it up in front of others. Felt bad that she had to leave under a happy facade..I cared for her, and disappointed that I couldn't help out at all.
As for the next day..coupled with my own approaching apprehensiveness and advice that meant well, it was enough to make me sick to my stomach. I spent that nite tossing and turning in bed, deeply troubled that I was not yet strong enough not to fall again. Afraid that I would lose my pride n dignity yet again.
How seemingly contradictory humans can be..in love with the beauty of a rose, but wary of the poison it's prick brings.
Baby woke up crying while I was writing this, and I patted her back to sleep.
I did a lot of sai kang today, so tired...It might be time for me to start using handcream.
In fact, my motive for coming out was to talk specifically to one of them as she was going through some stuff in her life recently. I knew she needed a listening ear, and all our previous arrangement abt meet-ups were scraped off for one reason or another. But in the end it failed cos we were not alone, and I dun wan to bring it up in front of others. Felt bad that she had to leave under a happy facade..I cared for her, and disappointed that I couldn't help out at all.
As for the next day..coupled with my own approaching apprehensiveness and advice that meant well, it was enough to make me sick to my stomach. I spent that nite tossing and turning in bed, deeply troubled that I was not yet strong enough not to fall again. Afraid that I would lose my pride n dignity yet again.
How seemingly contradictory humans can be..in love with the beauty of a rose, but wary of the poison it's prick brings.
Baby woke up crying while I was writing this, and I patted her back to sleep.
I did a lot of sai kang today, so tired...It might be time for me to start using handcream.
Your Dating Purity Score: 77% |
 You are an under-experienced dater. This doesn't mean you're unexperienced - far from it. It just means that there's a lot of romance left to discover! |
Your Seduction Style: The Dandy |
 You're a non-traditionalist, not limited by gender roles or expectations. Your sexuality is more fluid than that - and you defy labels or categories. It's hard to pin you down, and that's what's fascinating about you. You have the psychology of both a male and a female, and you can relate to anyone. |
The Keys to Your Heart |
 You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy. You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance. Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now. |
You are a Believer |
 You believe in God and your chosen religion. Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu.. Your convictions are strong and unwavering. You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone. |
Your Inner Blood Type is AB! |
 Your personality is hard to define - you're very unconventional. And even if your personality could be defined, it would be completely different next week! Outgoing and shy, sensitive and thoughtless, you tend to have a very split personality. This makes you unpredictable. You can be a total angel - and a total devil. You are most compatible with: everyone! Famous Type AB's: Jackie Chan and Marilyn Monroe |
Monday, July 28, 2008
The first of things to come
Wun be writing much for tonite, but I'll try the best I can. Still feeling dizzy from Escape Theme Park outing. Today will be my dad's bd. So dad, wherever u are, I remembered. I saw a white-haired elderly gentlemen today in a checkers shirt, dark pants and a walking stick. He looked nothing like you, except for the feeble part. But he was queuing in line for the doubles go-cart with no doubt, another family member. It's a silly thought, was just wondering if you would have liked it sitting beside me had I been the one to drive the go-cart. Its just a silly thought punctuated with wat-ifs.
Last sun was the 1st year anniversary of your death, so we went down to the Mandai Crematorium together with baby. And so you got ur first look at ur grand-daughter, and she, the granddad who would have doted on her.
They'll always conversed to ur plaque which holds a porcelain photo of you. I seldom do. All I think of is the ashes that lies behind. They are just fragments of a physical body, and I dun tink u r trapped there. Its a dislocated reality for me, at least. Well, Well, Well. U never know who is going to join u next. I have prayed many times for a swift end, which has not happened, yet. Mayb it will.
So there, the first of my bds without you, the first of ur death anniversary 6 days later, and 8 days later, the first of ur bds that we wun be with u.
Things will get easier the second time around.
Last sun was the 1st year anniversary of your death, so we went down to the Mandai Crematorium together with baby. And so you got ur first look at ur grand-daughter, and she, the granddad who would have doted on her.
They'll always conversed to ur plaque which holds a porcelain photo of you. I seldom do. All I think of is the ashes that lies behind. They are just fragments of a physical body, and I dun tink u r trapped there. Its a dislocated reality for me, at least. Well, Well, Well. U never know who is going to join u next. I have prayed many times for a swift end, which has not happened, yet. Mayb it will.
So there, the first of my bds without you, the first of ur death anniversary 6 days later, and 8 days later, the first of ur bds that we wun be with u.
Things will get easier the second time around.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
ramblings..(i am a lousy post titler)
My phone is getting cranky. Some of my frens have said they cun get through to me, or i only get msgs a few hrs later after they sent it out. Due to this, I was unable to meet up with Gerald as his msg din get to me. Blast my stupid handphone.
Met up with Lance yesterday, haven seen him since this year. He din change at all le. Had lunch at Plaza Sing then we walked ard the shops. Plaza Sing holds some fond memories for me...which I shall not comment on.
Just now on msn, a close fren of mine expressed shock that I would be meeting up with Secret after all. I was previously advised by a few close frens of mine to just cancel off the meeting. After all the hurt he had done me, now he is pretending nothing happened at all? And I have to go along with it?
I thought abt it. For one thing, I dislike confrontations or conflicts of any sort. If he is happy where he is now, why shd I bring him on a guilt trip? It wun serve anything...and I would hate myself for making him lose his smile. So there...I much rather prefer him to be happy. I will control, everything will be fine.
And its weird. Sometimes I would get this feeling that a certain fren is in trouble, and when I went on to contact them and ask, the answer most invariably is they are "ok". And from my side, the feeling emanating from them sometimes overwhelms me and is so strong that i can smell it. its like, the smell of trouble. Am I making any sense here?
Two of my ex contacted me recently. Not sure what they are up to. I replied to one and not the other. Actually doesn't really matter to me. I dun think we can be frens anyway.
Just now in living room feeding baby milk n burping her. She is now still in living room playing and squealing loudly..as can be seen from the pics below...
all I can say is, walau eh...
Met up with Lance yesterday, haven seen him since this year. He din change at all le. Had lunch at Plaza Sing then we walked ard the shops. Plaza Sing holds some fond memories for me...which I shall not comment on.
Just now on msn, a close fren of mine expressed shock that I would be meeting up with Secret after all. I was previously advised by a few close frens of mine to just cancel off the meeting. After all the hurt he had done me, now he is pretending nothing happened at all? And I have to go along with it?
I thought abt it. For one thing, I dislike confrontations or conflicts of any sort. If he is happy where he is now, why shd I bring him on a guilt trip? It wun serve anything...and I would hate myself for making him lose his smile. So there...I much rather prefer him to be happy. I will control, everything will be fine.
And its weird. Sometimes I would get this feeling that a certain fren is in trouble, and when I went on to contact them and ask, the answer most invariably is they are "ok". And from my side, the feeling emanating from them sometimes overwhelms me and is so strong that i can smell it. its like, the smell of trouble. Am I making any sense here?
Two of my ex contacted me recently. Not sure what they are up to. I replied to one and not the other. Actually doesn't really matter to me. I dun think we can be frens anyway.
Just now in living room feeding baby milk n burping her. She is now still in living room playing and squealing loudly..as can be seen from the pics below...
all I can say is, walau eh...
Your result for The Color Code Test...
Color Code: WHITE: The Peace Keeper
Here is the basics: For a more in depth analysis, I suggest you look up the Color Code, and take a more intensive test.
WHITE MOTIVE: PEACE
WHITE NEEDS: To feel good (inside), To be allowed their own space, To be respected, Tolerance.
WHITE WANTS: To withhold insecurities, Kindness, Independence, Contentment.
SUMMARY: Whites are motivated by peace. They will do almost anythign to avoid confrontation. They like to flow through life without hassle or discomfort. Feeling good is even more important to them then being good. Whites need kindness. They resent being scolded. They dislike harsh words. They open up instantly to people who are kind, but Whites recoil from those who are hostile. Whites prefer quiet strength. they enjoy thier quiet independence. This can often be percieved as bullheadedness. Whites like to keep a low profile. They like to be asked their opinions but they won't volunteer them. Whites are independent. Unlike Reds and Blues who want to control others, Whites seek only to avoid being controlled. They don't like to be pushed, and they can be fearsome when they finally "blow up." Whites are motivated by other peoples desires. They want suggestions however, not demands.
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Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
 You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convincing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. |
You Are Lightning |
 Beautiful yet dangerous People will stop and watch you when you appear Even though you're capable of random violence You are best known for: your power Your dominant state: performing |
The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic |
 Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few. But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky. Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski |
You Are a Black and White Cookie |
 You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions. When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked! |
You Are a Coy Flirt |
 You may not seem like you're flirting, but you know exactly what you're doing. You draw people in, very calculatingly, without them even knowing. Subtle and understated, you know how to best leverage your sex appeal. A sexy enigma, you easily become an object of obsession. |
What Your Sleeping Position Says |
 You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front. Shy and private, you yearn for security. You take relationships slowly. You need lots of reassurances before you can trust. If you don't get enough sleep, you are: Cranky and a big baby It's hard to sleep next to you because: You are a light sleeper |
Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage |
 You've dated enough to know what you want. And that's marriage - with the right person. You're serious about settling down some time soon. Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to! |
How You Life Your Life |
 You are honest and direct. You tell it like it is. You are always tactful and diplomatic. You let people down gently. You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences. You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable. |
You Are a Blue Flower |
 A blue flower tends to represent peace, openness, and balance. At times, you are very delicate like a cornflower. And at other times, you are wise like an iris. And more than you wish, you're a little cold, like a blue hydrangea. |
People Envy Your Compassion |
 You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain. People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them. |
You Are A Little Scared of Commitment |
 You're open to getting serious with someone... though you can't entirely imagine it. Maybe you haven't met the right person. Maybe you haven't gotten to the right point in your life. Your reaction to commitment is very normal - especially if you're young or have been burned before. Give it time. You'll probably be ready for a serious relationship sooner than you think. |
Your Birth Month is July |
 Introspective and intense, you tend to be a deep thinker. You are quiet and spiritual - and you have a unique perspective on life. Your soul reflects: Lightness, luck and an open heart Your gemstone: Ruby Your flower: Larkspur Your colors: Green and red |
You're an Passionate Kisser |
 For you, kissing is about all about following your urges If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble |
Thursday, July 24, 2008
How Do I Love Thee?
Another fave of mine.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806-1861
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806-1861
Death is nothing at all
Can't sleep. Was reading "After The Darkest Hour" on my bed. I can't seem to finish the book..can't seem to finish a chapter without sniffing. Therefore, I shall take a break again and cheer myself up with some poems.
Below is one of my favourite poems, it was a year back when I came across it. To my XXX. My head hurts. And my throat too. Hope I am not coming down with a sore throat.
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul's Cathedral
Below is one of my favourite poems, it was a year back when I came across it. To my XXX. My head hurts. And my throat too. Hope I am not coming down with a sore throat.
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul's Cathedral
My Johari Window
A little information abt Johari Window:
It's one of the most useful models describing the process of human interaction.
a. Arena, also termed as "open" window pane, represents things that both I know about myself, and that you know about me. It can include factual information, my feelings, motives, behaviors, wants, needs and desires, etc.
b. The "blind" window pane represents things that you know about me, but that I am unaware of. This enables you to learn more about yourself and how others perceive you.
c. Facade, also termed as "hidden" window pane, represents things that I know about myself, that you do not know. Any information that is not known to others except myself. So the more open a person is, the smaller area this window covers.
d. Lastly, the "unknown" window pane represents things that neither I know about myself, nor you know about me. But being placed in new situations might reveal new information not previously known to self or others. Therefore, previously unknown information when revealed, can shift to the other windows, narrowing the area this covers.
Below is just an example of my Jorhari Window. You can create your own window as well. Alternatively, you can contribute to mine.
It's one of the most useful models describing the process of human interaction.
a. Arena, also termed as "open" window pane, represents things that both I know about myself, and that you know about me. It can include factual information, my feelings, motives, behaviors, wants, needs and desires, etc.
b. The "blind" window pane represents things that you know about me, but that I am unaware of. This enables you to learn more about yourself and how others perceive you.
c. Facade, also termed as "hidden" window pane, represents things that I know about myself, that you do not know. Any information that is not known to others except myself. So the more open a person is, the smaller area this window covers.
d. Lastly, the "unknown" window pane represents things that neither I know about myself, nor you know about me. But being placed in new situations might reveal new information not previously known to self or others. Therefore, previously unknown information when revealed, can shift to the other windows, narrowing the area this covers.
Below is just an example of my Jorhari Window. You can create your own window as well. Alternatively, you can contribute to mine.
Arena(known to self and others) idealistic, patient, reflective, sentimental, spontaneous | Blind Spot(known only to others) able, accepting, caring, cheerful, energetic, extroverted, friendly, giving, happy, helpful, independent, intelligent, kind, loving, modest, religious, responsive, searching, self-conscious, sensible, shy, silly, sympathetic, trustworthy, warm |
Façade(known only to self)
| Unknown(known to nobody) adaptable, bold, brave, calm, clever, complex, confident, dependable, dignified, ingenious, introverted, knowledgeable, logical, mature, nervous, observant, organised, powerful, proud, quiet, relaxed, self-assertive, tense, wise, witty |
Dominant Traits
53% of people think that callisto is friendly
53% of people agree that callisto is sentimental
All Percentages
able (7%) accepting (15%) adaptable (0%) bold (0%) brave (0%) calm (0%) caring (15%) cheerful (46%) clever (0%) complex (0%) confident (0%) dependable (0%) dignified (0%) energetic (7%) extroverted (30%) friendly (53%) giving (30%) happy (7%) helpful (15%) idealistic (23%) independent (7%) ingenious (0%) intelligent (7%) introverted (0%) kind (38%) knowledgeable (0%) logical (0%) loving (46%) mature (0%) modest (7%) nervous (0%) observant (0%) organised (0%) patient (7%) powerful (0%) proud (0%) quiet (0%) reflective (7%) relaxed (0%) religious (7%) responsive (7%) searching (15%) self-assertive (0%) self-conscious (7%) sensible (7%) sentimental (53%) shy (7%) silly (23%) spontaneous (7%) sympathetic (7%) tense (0%) trustworthy (15%) warm (15%) wise (0%) witty (0%)
Created by the Interactive Johari Window on 24.7.2008, using data from 13 respondents.
You can make your own Johari Window, or view callisto's full data.
You can make your own Johari Window, or view callisto's full data.
Ferris wheel
Took this pic when I was at the new downtown east mall. Bright lights, bright lights, carnival-like.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Bd celebration...~~a late report~~
Sun- Its the day before my bd. Sick as ever. Previously had thought of booking a hotel room or chalet over the wkend, but it was scraped off due to differing opinions. By right, I was supposed to be having crabs(yummy yummy) in JB as a bd treat with my family the day before. But I had to rest at hme instead, no energy to go out..
So the bd treat shifted to today for lunch. I choose Breeks at Causeway point. Cun remember much of what we ate, but we da bao the rest cos cannot finish...courtesy of my mum who dun like to waste food. My mum n sis went on to watch a movie while I went back home to gather my strength.
Then attended Carrie's bbq organised by her cellgroup cos had alry promised her beforehand that I will go.
Was so shagged...All I can remember eating is a chicken wing cooked especially by Carrie and a hot dog. Oh, and a banana as well. The rest is just nibbling here and there. Had no appetite. Was pleasantly surprised when towards the later part, they whipped up a bd cake which heck I din even noticed until they announced it. And so I had my first bd song....and made my 1st and only bd wish of the year. But so far, none of my bd wishes ever came true, except for that 21st bd... (which involves a bouquet of flowers, and a guy I was secretly crushing on, but..that's another story)
Pics taken at the bbq...thanks to Carrie for her shawl and her cellgroup members...
The bd present frm Carrie....
After that, we took a cab back home. Then I went on to puke in the toilet bowl. Its the bbq smell, I think. Logged into msn...and exactly at midnight(according to him, its at the stroke of midnight, but my clock says 11.59 haha), Secret sent me a bd sms on my msn and hp. I was surprised, happy and touched. Other frens went on to send me bd greetings..thanks to everyone of you who remembered :) ..but he was the first. Guess he had a short term memory and forgotten that the last meet-up ended on a bad, bad note. More likely he had selective memory retention.
He suggested treating me to a bd dinner on Mon or Tues, but wanted me to rest since I am sick and to meet on Fri instead. Din tell him I was going out for dinner anyway..without him. Fact is, I neither habour resentment nor malice to him. Just sometimes irritated n pissed when images of him pop up in my mind like a pesky fly for no reason. Not seeing him was the most sensible thing to do, considering I have not yet mastered the art of indifference. Well...I supposed I can afford to put on an act for a day.
Mon- Met up with Keri, Carrie, Kathy and Kennedy for dinner at Shokudo, then Starbucks for drinks. I had only ask a few people, but in any case, some of them couldn't make it at the last min as they got held up by work. Appreciated the gals who came. And Kennedy is a true fren who has always treated me much better than I do to him. Will give him a big bd present when his turn comes.
Kennedy drove me n Carrie home after that. My family will be waiting for me at home with a birthday cake, as they do every year. However when I reached home, the cake had not yet arrived as my brother was stuck in a traffic jam from JB. So we waited...and waited..n I took some pics of myself to alleviate the boredom...
Birth certificate for teddy..Kennedy bought him at Build-A-Bear Workshop....
And a pic of baby...
My dear bro finally arrived with the bd cake, but it was alry 12.30am. And my bd has passed..oops... Heck it, they still sang the bd song and I still got to cut my cake.
And so it is, just like I thought it would be.
So the bd treat shifted to today for lunch. I choose Breeks at Causeway point. Cun remember much of what we ate, but we da bao the rest cos cannot finish...courtesy of my mum who dun like to waste food. My mum n sis went on to watch a movie while I went back home to gather my strength.
Then attended Carrie's bbq organised by her cellgroup cos had alry promised her beforehand that I will go.
Was so shagged...All I can remember eating is a chicken wing cooked especially by Carrie and a hot dog. Oh, and a banana as well. The rest is just nibbling here and there. Had no appetite. Was pleasantly surprised when towards the later part, they whipped up a bd cake which heck I din even noticed until they announced it. And so I had my first bd song....and made my 1st and only bd wish of the year. But so far, none of my bd wishes ever came true, except for that 21st bd... (which involves a bouquet of flowers, and a guy I was secretly crushing on, but..that's another story)
Pics taken at the bbq...thanks to Carrie for her shawl and her cellgroup members...
The bd present frm Carrie....
After that, we took a cab back home. Then I went on to puke in the toilet bowl. Its the bbq smell, I think. Logged into msn...and exactly at midnight(according to him, its at the stroke of midnight, but my clock says 11.59 haha), Secret sent me a bd sms on my msn and hp. I was surprised, happy and touched. Other frens went on to send me bd greetings..thanks to everyone of you who remembered :) ..but he was the first. Guess he had a short term memory and forgotten that the last meet-up ended on a bad, bad note. More likely he had selective memory retention.
He suggested treating me to a bd dinner on Mon or Tues, but wanted me to rest since I am sick and to meet on Fri instead. Din tell him I was going out for dinner anyway..without him. Fact is, I neither habour resentment nor malice to him. Just sometimes irritated n pissed when images of him pop up in my mind like a pesky fly for no reason. Not seeing him was the most sensible thing to do, considering I have not yet mastered the art of indifference. Well...I supposed I can afford to put on an act for a day.
Mon- Met up with Keri, Carrie, Kathy and Kennedy for dinner at Shokudo, then Starbucks for drinks. I had only ask a few people, but in any case, some of them couldn't make it at the last min as they got held up by work. Appreciated the gals who came. And Kennedy is a true fren who has always treated me much better than I do to him. Will give him a big bd present when his turn comes.
Kennedy drove me n Carrie home after that. My family will be waiting for me at home with a birthday cake, as they do every year. However when I reached home, the cake had not yet arrived as my brother was stuck in a traffic jam from JB. So we waited...and waited..n I took some pics of myself to alleviate the boredom...
Birth certificate for teddy..Kennedy bought him at Build-A-Bear Workshop....
And a pic of baby...
My dear bro finally arrived with the bd cake, but it was alry 12.30am. And my bd has passed..oops... Heck it, they still sang the bd song and I still got to cut my cake.
And so it is, just like I thought it would be.
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