Monday, December 31, 2007

Half a box of kleenex.

i believe that is always going to be my life story.

Having sinus or cold attacks drives the sales of kleenex i reckon. and this new year's eve is no different.

But having said that, as crude as it sounds. it is all about letting out the old and embracing the new.

A girlfriend told me about the law of attraction and how it works, if you think positively, you will draw positive energies into your life and vice versa. (million dollar lottery, million dollar lottery)..

so like i always share with a close confidante, the new year, as we always hope, will bring loads of positive change. (million dollar lottery, million dollar lottery)

reflecting back, this year has seen some losses, changes, chapters closed, new chapters open, and no change to the nicotine addiction.

i would not ask for a better year, albeit there was much kleenex involved, but not trade this for a million bucks.

i don't want to make resolutions, or make promises to myself i cannot keep but i want to wade through the muddy waters(much like in mersing) and enjoy the clear blue skies as and when they come my way.

i have no regrets, only to be open, more tolerant and calmer in the year ahead. and perhaps work my way to my true calling... (million dollar lottery, million dollar lottery)...


voila.. here's to a 2008 that will be unforgettable..

Friday, December 28, 2007

"People have scars in all sort of unexpected places, like secret road maps of they are personal histories, diagrams of they're old wounds. Most of our wounds heal leaving nothing behind but a scar but some of them don't. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere, and though the cut's long gone, the pain, still lingers."


- Anonymous

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Quiet nights and pink keyboards....


It is like these crazy moments I miss the most, especially during quiet nites here.

It is the festive period when most are out and about, in groups and in the midst of celebrations.

Makes me long for home even more...

My usual view on nites like these (see second pic), resting in the space I temporarily call my own, catching up on news and trendy, ahem, shows I missed.

Not complaining. Just in moments like these I suppose there is more time to reflect, think and find some peace within myself. Very zen.......no?

Hence, I learn to appreciate the little things I have taken for granted, time, patience and kindness.. In the meantime I am going to get used to my rubberized keyboard (see third picture). Pink like candy. Ha.:)




Monday, December 17, 2007

I burnt a button

when ironing this evening. How is that possible I don't know.

I amaze myself each day at the discoveries I make, from the mistakes I make, and from the lessons taught to me.

I've been settling in a new environment slowly for the past few weeks. Admittedly rain makes it a little difficult, not impossible, but a little difficult when the echoes of emptiness fills the hours.

Last Sunday was overwhelming. I suppose each chapter came to a close, the thought of moving on, changing, a loved one passing on, leaving people I love behind and finally physically being in a new place.

An hour passed and I looked at my the empty flat and clothes-filled bag. And I couldn't stop the sobs.

I am grateful for the support I have, the kindness shown to me so far.. A close friend's simple words were, take a day at a time and soon it will seem less grey.

I suppose it is all about switching mindsets and perspectives of the choices you make in life. I feel limbo-like now, not really wanting to go home, but not particularly liking the choices I have made. But again, those words ring in my head.

A day at a time. I'll do that.. for now.