well, my birthday just went passed.
To the twenty-plus people that wished me happy birthday through sms - thanks!
To my colleagues who bought me gifts (mainly food) - thanks a lot!
And to my sis and my dear who bought me e soft toy: thanks a lot to both of you. the monkey's cuter (shss band ppl remind me to show u e next time) and its mouth is as big as mine, but i still prefer the giraffe cause of its special meaning and person. hehe. i ate three cakes in one day and even got smashed with cake!
Today! We celebrate our two months. Only when one values time does one realise the slow haste of time. It's been quite a journey going through life with you. Love does make one do silly things. and mean things too. I have no idea how long we'll last and dread to think ahead. If I could have a wish granted, i would grant that time stood still on 12th august at 5.45pm that we could savour that very special moment. An important question was asked and approval was granted. reciprocated love. thank you!
Went to celebrate my colleague's birthday with a bbq at Aloha Loyang today. Ironical that my colleague is just a day younger than me. Thank goodness I ain't that youngest in office. It can be a bit tiring calling everybody da jie and da ge and responding to xiao di.
On the way to the chalet straight after work, I saw something that I realized i understood why in the train. The lack of seats meant I (and my colleagues) had to stand. While vertical, I witnessed a couple on the train who sortof made out. the girl just planted a smack straight on his lips, ignorant of the surroundings. The guy had visible surprise on his face.
That point, I could guess what went through his mind. For i have been in his situation before. surprise on the outside but satisfaction and desire and love on the inside. I dont blame them of course. I can fathom what went through their minds but I guess they should have sat in a private "cabin". I'm referring to the pair of seats that are at the end of each carriage. The main difference between the old and the young generation is the PDA or Public Display of Affection. Some things never change.
At the chalet, we "deposited" our bags in another room and proceeded to makan. i was the first to leave though, (i was rather tired) and well, found the door locked. i and a female friend thinking that the door was locked went to search for the key. so it was raAther interesting that we went back with the key to find the door slightly ajar. i went inside and noticed a guy calmly laying out cards on the bed and a girl walking around. Of course i can't confirm what happened but it does leave little to the imagination? a guy a girl in a locked room.
on my way home, i reflected. and realise that guy could be anybody. and how easy it would be to cross the line and how hard to correct that marginal crossing. any guy, with a gf, would go through or have been in that situation. can't say for the female gender. the flaw of men. a test of one's self-control and the fight between love and lust. knowing that our lives are for us to lead. we make the choices. many a times we leave it to God but ultimately, we still make the choice, be it being guided supernaturally or by our own decisions.
what seems to be an insignificant choice now might explode and bloom to be a huge disaster of which the effects would be the onslaught of guilt, depressions, doubt, distrust and a low morale and self-esteem.
yes. no. there would come times where i don't know is not one of the answers. we can lay off thinking about it but only for awhile. for our heart will remind us of the deed, thought or word.
no man can tell you how to live your life. you want to get burdened by whats happenin g around you or you choose to be happy is up to you. no man can live and at his death, look back and curse his brother or sister saying why have you lived my life akin to that of a clogged stream.
the end signifys responsibility. for one's deeds, words and thoughts.
how responsible are you?
