Into it, out of it...

Just told ay that sometimes we just let ourselves loose and immerse ourselves into a pool full of worries and problems, and after a while, we then decided, yea, we gotta get out of that pool and stay positive. So, into it, out of it, into it, out of it...and the story goes...

MIA

Got this title after seeing John's newest post. Yea, have gone MIA for a while. Have been busy lately, no time for writing. When I finally got a chance to visit my blog, I changed the template and blog name. Thanks to the author for the template, it makes me feel cozy and comfortable, and feel like getting myself a cup of coffee and enjoy the whole weekend and lazy morning.

Life is to be appreciated, time is to be grabbed hold on. Sometimes you might have forgotten the meaning of your life, and thought that you always have more time. And when the time comes, at the end of the day, you will then realize what you've been missing all these while. That's why people said, you'll never know what you have till it's gone. I guess that's what it means, that we're sucks in choosing priority in life as we always ignore our most important things.

Sit back and take a minute to think on what's worth losing and what's not. If possible, don't defy what makes you happy.

Deprivation

I'm in deprivation. Deprive of the small little things which is important in my life. 2 weeks of feeling nothing but only work is really not a great thing to do. I'm afraid that it is about to reach the limit.

Small little things like watching movies, exercising, listening to music, house chores...are now occupied by work and OTs. Most importantly, spending quality time with people I love, my family, small little chit-chats, having dinner together, watching short drama together have got replaced too.

Can't put myself at ease, even to get the big award when I've lost the time which shouldn't have been sacrificed. How the pressure has been inadequately propagated, leaving everyone with the feeling of restlessness, have left us with no interest of the big outcome.

Battery getting low, time to sign off for tomorrow's another day of OT.

"1938"

My dad has been the biggest fan for the number "1938" since I bought my car. But the number has never shown itself up in the damacai, sports toto or the magnum 4d. When I first bought the car, me and my dad were the biggest fans for this number. After a few betting, I've decided to give up, but my dad is still betting. Most of the nights, he would be asking me to go to his favourite websites to check out the numbers and asking me whether I see 1938. It's actually quite exciting and funny when my dad and mum would be asking me or my sister to "open the number" (in hokkien). :D They'll then ask me to make the number bigger and then glancing through each numbers and recalling whether they have bought any of them. Nombor ekor...it seems to be the most popular hobby of many people of my parent's age. :D

1938, my dad hasn't given up on the number after so many months. I guess he must have faith to be able to strike at least some prize with 1938 one day. So I hope that 1938 will do me proud and wish my dad and mum good luck on their bettings! :D

Back in Bangkok

Part of the wall taken from Suvharnabumi Airport. H1N1 has most of the Asian wearing mask, but not "Farang" (guai lou) Prevention is better than cure, thus I follow suit too, wearing my mask when I'm at the airport.

"Kafe Yan". Can you believe that this tall cup cost only 30 BHT? I enjoy buying "Kafe Yan" at the little stalls which can be found around the city. They have latte, mocha, capucinno, you name it, they have it. I did get to ask the lady how much the coffee beans grinder cost. It's not cheap, around RM 1900. How I wish that we have little stalls like this in KL...

I'll be

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said

I'll Be - Edwin Mccain

Lost my voice

Have not been updating my blog for quite sometimes. Have been busy recently, phew...packed with activities, with work..this and that. Hope everyone has been fine and in the pink of health, coz I was not for the last few days. Lost my voice when I was on my working trip to Bangkok, luckily it was after meeting.

Losing your voice is never good, as you really gotta rest your vocal cords and it's kind of hard when you can't really express yourself through speaking. Every morning I wake up to test my voice by speaking "Hello" to myself, and find that it's still coarse until today that it sounds better and at last...I can sing with a little harsh voice.

I'm singing...yes..I'm still singing...Glad to have my voice back. :)

Next time if you ever lost your voice, get Honey and mix it with warm water. Drink it every few hours. It helps.