Monday, December 10, 2007
The last terminal
It's pretty obvious that I've run out of things to write about, which needless to say is surprising.
Could be a good thing and/or bad thing but nevertheless, I am declaring the end of this leisure activity.
I may write more when I need to vent out some frustration in a different way but its all been a very good and beneficial experience depositing most of my thoughts and troubles here in this memorable site.
Thanks for reading and sorry for disappointing you if I had.
I love you all dearly.
Hugs!
Lily
what's the sense in waiting?
~7:43 PM~
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Obstruction
We've salted their wounds
for all the right reasons
It was a display of affection,
we quoted.
Hitting all the right places
where it was invicible to the human eye,
was the perfect score.
The perfect plan for procreating screwdom.
So it was.
The beginning.
what's the sense in waiting?
~1:45 AM~
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
A difference
I'm feeling rather nostalgic now as a result of listening to all my old music that I used to ruminate with when I was in KL.
I miss Mil, Rae, Brian, Payal and many other people.
I miss going to college early so that I could have breakfast with Rae and Brian at Maxis while waiting for the others to join us.
I miss playing cards with Mil, Dan, Rae, Payal and Brian in HP Tower cafe while the smokey fumes played with themselves above our heads and in front of our eyes.
I miss playing with the straw in my glass of Blackcurrant juice with Aloe Vera while listening to everybody ramble on about nothing or while we were just sitting down in silence, content with each other's company.
I miss catching up with Kevin once in a while over a plate of IndoMee and a glass of Teh O Ais Limau (Ice Lemon Tea).
I miss hanging out with the guys (Jack, Kingsley, Izzy) and Xin Chi at Maxis or on the fourth floor of ADP.
It's not easy finding those kind of company.
Maybe it's because we had long breaks.
Maybe it's because we had comfortable hang-outs and the food was cheap.
Maybe it's because the department was small, hence, most people knew each other.
But I think it's mainly because of the people, the individuals. The company was what made the difference.
You impacted my life and I'm forever grateful for the memories and the times we spent together. Thank you.
what's the sense in waiting?
~3:28 PM~
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Catching up
"Pick flowers not fights."
Isn't that the cutest quote you've ever heard?
I am well and I hope everybody is too.
Check out the band, The Weepies. Their music is simple and folklore-ish. I love their lyrics too and their songs are perfect when you just feel like being mellow and feel like being alone not because you're feeling emotional but because you are and you feel like being secluded from the world of talking and gaped mouths. Yes, when you're in a silent mood, their music could not be better suited and in tune with the aura.
Here's the lyric to one of my favourite songs from The Weepies.
Gotta Have You
Gray, quiet and tired and mean
Picking at a worried seam
I try to make you mad at me over the phone
Red eyes and fire and signs
I’m taken by a nursery rhyme
I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home
No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No, nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you
The road gets cold
There’s no spring in the middle this year
I’m the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears
Oh, such a prima donna, sorry for myself
But green, it is also summer
And I won’t be warm till I’m lying in your arms
I see it all through a telescope:
Guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat
Lying in the back of the blue boat
Humming a tune...
Another song I'm in love with is 'Set the Fire to the Third Bar' by Snow Patrol. I love duets and I don't really enjoy Snow Patrol so this song is pretty highly rated in my ears and you need to listen to it at least twice.
Set the Fire to the Third Bar
I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science
Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me
I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in
I am starting to like mainstream Hip Hop again which I find utterly devastating. I know its horrible so I am exposing myself to it in tiny doses. Trust me, it is a phase so there's nothing to be worried about. Besides that, the mid-semester break was awesome especially when spending time with Rob. I wish those days never ended but I'm sure that there will be other days which were as blissful or will surpass them in the future. =) All in all, Ming is happy.
I love you guys and miss you all. Hugs!
what's the sense in waiting?
~1:20 AM~
Friday, September 28, 2007
Attributions
I received a chain email regarding people that praised themselves higher than God and the 'consequences' that occurred after they did so.
I understand the objective of the email is to catch people's attention and warn them not to slander against God. In a nutshell, to fear and respect God, and not use His name in vain.
What made me upset was that the email gave an imagery that God was not merciful and was a vengeance Being who did not give people a chance to know Him better. The mail made it sound like that God wasn't loving and when He was insulted, He just took their lives away like they meant nothing to Him. Doesn't it say enough that Jesus was sent by his Father to die for us in the first place? God is an unconditional loving and forgiving Being but that also doesn't mean that we should test Him and play around as well.
Moreover, why does the issue always have to be a personal attribution (e.g., the person was stupid and irresponsible) when it comes to other people not self. When it comes to us, its a situational attribution (e.g., the exam was hard, the bus was late.)
The details or 'facts' were definitely very interesting but have we ever thought about whether the person was going through difficult times dealing with his or her emotional and mental problems without God in their lives or maybe that it was just a coincidence that these certain people met tragic deaths? I'm sure there are other people who have said bad things about God and in the end passed away in a peaceful manner.
If any non-Christians read that email, they would have been turned off. Period.
Christians are suppose to accept people for who they are and not pass judgement on people that are not Christians. Jesus led by example by accepting everybody. It's not easy for humans not to judge but we should at least try. I know I'm trying even when its not easy to keep my views neutral and positive after knowing a person for long enough. Before people start judging others, they should go through the experiences themselves and face the emotions that comes along with it.
what's the sense in waiting?
~10:51 PM~
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
The Perfect Paradox
The blind man led the mutes into a chorus
They could not stop the mumbling melody
which made the most natural sense
to all those who could not listen.
Silence was a blessing to the brokers
who were caught up in their own stock.
Shadowed by the gloating farmers,
they could not find their place in the market.
So the world keeps whirling on
and the puzzle is never completed
with all the pieces of mistakes
and made up love.
what's the sense in waiting?
~9:37 PM~
Monday, September 10, 2007
It
How can one person contradict themselves to the point that it's lying about the truth.
How can one person hold itself in such high esteem when everybody doesn't enjoy its presence fully.
How can you remain a friend to someone who always tries to make you feel bad by criticizing you in order to make itself feel better?
How can you remain a friend to somebody who's so stingy, selfish, insensitive, self-centered yet overly fortunate?
I've never told a friend which I told blatantly face to face that it was an asshole and meant it at the same time.
I've never used my dominance to the max for the smallest deed.
Only one who is submissive and patient can tolerate such a person.
I won't take this anymore.
what's the sense in waiting?
~8:10 PM~
