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Thursday, July 3, 2014
Follow your heart
When you feel like doing something - DO IT!
When you feel like buying - Buy it
When you feel like eating - Eat it
When you feel like it..-Don't stop
Because you might miss that chance.
You might be disappointed.
Don't stop following your instinct.
Saturday, June 28, 2014
You keep saying how much you love me.
You keep saying how important I am to you.
You keep saying that you want me to be happy.
But all your actions are against your words.
You know what makes me happy, but you refuse to follow.
You refuse to understand.
You know it's important to me.
But you ignore and you still say you love me and you want me to be happy.
All you actions are hurting me.
Do I love you?
I asked myself again and again.
Yes I do.
Your actions hurts me again and again.
I'm sad that you don't think like me.
Yes, you are you but if you really love me, do things that makes me happy.
Don't say you love me when you do not understand my needs and what makes me happy.
Don't say you want to make me happy when you do all the things against my wants.
I don't get to decide.
So you wil have to change.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
You know my habit.
You know what I'm like.
You know what I can and what I can't.
But you choose to ignore me.
You said I've invaded your peace, your privacy.
If you can't give in now, then how can you give in later?
If you can't give in now, why do you talk about future?
If you can't give in now, what's the direction of this relationship?
What will the future be like?
Monday, June 23, 2014
I was geting ready to bed.
You had your back facing me.
We had a small argument and we decided to ignore each other.
I didn't want to go to sleep with a heavy heart, I decided to talk about it.
We were joking and teasing each other about the fight earlier. All of a sudden you elbowed me and it hurt terribly that I cried.
You just turned your back away from me and I cried under my blanket.
No sorry was uttered.
You were not sorry.
I stopped crying.
It took you more than 10 minutes to say sorry.
You said I framed you.
How did I frame you? Was the elbow done on purpose?
Did I hold your elbow and hit me?
I know it was an accident.
I know It hurts, but you turned your back as it if was my fault that you elbowed me.
How do I understand you better?
How do I understand this relationship better?
How do I?
Now that I'm far away from home, I'm missing all the people (especially my omma), the food (MIL's sardine sambal and rasam).
I miss the freedom I once had (the car).
I miss the times I can just call my omma n tell her I want to eat this and that and all she will say is 'you take me I sure go'.
When I go back in July I'm going to whack all the food to satisfy my cravings.
1. Omma's Maggi goreng
2. MIL's sardine sambal and rasam
3. Steamboat with family at hometown
3. Homemade steamboat with MIL &SIL
4. Kin2 chilly pan mee
5. Chicken wings
6. Oh my I can't think now.. Oh yeah, KEROPOK LEKOR
7. What else?? I think enough lar. Not enough time to eat all also.
I can't wait to go home.
Friday, June 20, 2014
If I'm a Tree
While I was on my way to work today, I looked at all the green green tree leaves and thought to myself 'how nice if I was a tree'.
All I need is a good ground of soil. Wait for sun and rain.
Then I had a second thought. 'Nah. Bad idea'. Because when it doesn't rain I'll be freaking hot and my leaves will start drying up and I'll be bald. A bald tree.
The feeling will be like getting my hair all dried up. Frizzy. Ugly. Bald.
So it's bad.
If it keeps raining then my soil will be too damp. Might even flood.
Then it will be like me walking with my wet shoe and socks.
I'll have to worry when will I grow too big and people will have to chop me off.
Just like me being overweight and people start complaining that I'm FAT..!!!
But by being a tree, I don't need to worry about being fat and not getting nice cloths to use.
I don't need to worry about appearance.
I don't need to worry about earning money.
I'll produce my own food.
I'll think less. All I do is grow unless people chop me off.
OUCH..!!! That will hurt a lot.
Maybe I should grow in a country which is less hot, less cold, more sun and more rain. A balanced country.
My imaginary country.
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Was standing in the MRT and this Indian girl stared at me..
Because I had a nose stud on..
Haha.. The stare she gave me was like 'why on earth did this Chinese girl pierced her nose'
Just when she stared at me I looked at her and smiled and she smiled back.
I used to like it when my grandma (dad side) call when I'm outside in an Indian crowd..
Because when I start talking In tamil.. They go like 'WOW, she speaks tamil'
Loved the attention..
I think I am.. A little..
Especially when people don't regard me as an Indian.
Proud to be Indian. OKAY..!!!
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