朋友亲密无间
恋人 行影不离
那么朋友和恋人之间的区别是什么呢?
朋友是两个身体 一个灵魂
而恋人是一个身体 两个灵魂
朋友可以成为恋人，但恋人不能成为朋友！
很多恋人是由朋友演变而成的。
但如果有一天他们分手了，那他们就不可能再像他们恋爱前那样做朋友。
即使他们嘴上说“分手后，做朋友吧”，但他们也是在口是心非。
因为两个人相爱过，彼此的心里就会留下一些爱的痕迹，很难抹灭。
很多人都会错误地理解爱情，盲目地追寻爱情，荒唐地经营爱情。
到最后，还是回到了原点，失去了爱情，也失去了朋友。
为了所谓的“爱情”，而失去一个昔日的好朋友，真的不值得。
这个赌注是巨大的，风险也是巨大的。
有时候，真正的异性朋友真的很难得，也很知心。
如果你觉得自己对他/她的爱是没有结果的，那你就不要轻易地去说爱。
还是保留你们原有的那份纯真的友情吧。
因为，爱，一旦说出口，一旦走进去，就没有回头路了。
做一对很好的朋友，有时比恋人更好！
恋人可能会分手，但朋友绝对不会！
:)
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Chapter 7
When Lenny was nine years old, we went to have dinner together at a kopitiam.
I ordered a cup of Milo for the children to share. After that, I took out my water bottle and drank the plain water as we waited for our food. Lenny slapped Yvonne’s hand when she took a sip of the Milo. Yvonne scolded Lenny when he slapped her. I banged the table with my hand and told them to stop it, if not they would drink the plain water from my water bottle instead, and I would drink the Milo. Yvonne continued to scold Lenny. Lenny slapped Yvonne again.
“Why don’t the two of you learn how to share?”
“I want my own Milo!” Lenny yelled. “I don’t want to share with Ah Girl lah! She licks the straw, and the straw has her saliva!”
“You two drink plain water instead!” I grabbed the cup of Milo towards me and passed them the water bottle. “Share this instead!”
Lenny looked like he was going to cry, but Yvonne folded her arms and smiled. Lenny then spanked Yvonne’s arm and Yvonne stopped smiling.
My son, before he died, confessed to me that it was a plan. They had wanted me to drink the Milo instead because I always did not order any drink for myself to save money. Therefore, they surreptitiously planned this quarrel for me to drink the Milo without me worrying about the cost.
That silly boy.
“Mama, when I grow up, I will bring you to a big restaurant to have dinner every day. You just tahan now, okay?”
When Lenny was nine years old, we went to have dinner together at a kopitiam.
I ordered a cup of Milo for the children to share. After that, I took out my water bottle and drank the plain water as we waited for our food. Lenny slapped Yvonne’s hand when she took a sip of the Milo. Yvonne scolded Lenny when he slapped her. I banged the table with my hand and told them to stop it, if not they would drink the plain water from my water bottle instead, and I would drink the Milo. Yvonne continued to scold Lenny. Lenny slapped Yvonne again.
“Why don’t the two of you learn how to share?”
“I want my own Milo!” Lenny yelled. “I don’t want to share with Ah Girl lah! She licks the straw, and the straw has her saliva!”
“You two drink plain water instead!” I grabbed the cup of Milo towards me and passed them the water bottle. “Share this instead!”
Lenny looked like he was going to cry, but Yvonne folded her arms and smiled. Lenny then spanked Yvonne’s arm and Yvonne stopped smiling.
My son, before he died, confessed to me that it was a plan. They had wanted me to drink the Milo instead because I always did not order any drink for myself to save money. Therefore, they surreptitiously planned this quarrel for me to drink the Milo without me worrying about the cost.
That silly boy.
“Mama, when I grow up, I will bring you to a big restaurant to have dinner every day. You just tahan now, okay?”
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Chapter 6 After two cycles of chemotherapy, Lenny broached the subject. Lenny had lost almost all his hair. He did not want to shave the remnants of his hair, for he claimed that those strands of hair were signs of him being alive. It pained me to hear him retching in the toilet. I had to drive more in order to pay his medical bills. The lights in the living room were not switched on. Lenny had moved in the dark to my room. Not a far distance; but when one could not even walk straight, it must be a chore. “Mama.” Lenny came in with the soft toy that Kelvin and I had bought before we got married; the soft toy that I had mistaken to be a shell-less turtle. It turned out to be a character in a not-so-famous comic. “Can you do me a favour?” I motioned him to sit beside me. I visualized a guardian angel looking at us: a weak mother and a sick son. It was the best combination for a fund-raising charity programme. Add in tears from the mother and a strong smile from the boy, this telegenic scene would generate at least a hundred thousand dollars in ten minutes. “Mama, can you pass this to Ah Girl?” Lenny laid the soft toy between us. “Melvin said that when a person is going to die, he will have powers to create something powerful. I put power into this. His name is CuteCute, because he is so cute. Now, he has the ability to prevent the Angel of Death from seeing children like us. Melvin said the Angel of Death has a…an otah to meet, and he has to take one person every day to heaven or hell. I promised Ah Girl something before, and I want to fulfil it.” I did not say anything to correct him. “I know cancer is, like, pass on from brother to sister and then like, sister will also have. That means Ah Girl may have cancer when she grows up, too. This CuteCute will save her. Mama, please.” As a mother, I should be telling him things like “don’t be silly” or “you will not die.” I said none of them. Instead, I patted his head, like how he had always patted his sister’s head. “Ah Boy, to show your sincerity, you’ll have to pass it to her yourself.” Lenny looked down and squeezed the soft toy’s arms. The body bloated. Lenny licked his lips as I stroked the soft toy. Ever since we had given him the soft toy, he brought it to wherever he went until he was seven years old. “What is it, Ah Boy?” Lenny turned to face me with half-closed eyes. “I don’t like to lie.” I widened my eyes. This was not making sense. Or maybe, it does. I waited. He did not say anything. I continued to wait. Both of us seemed to be waiting for each other to break the silence. “Mama,” Lenny finally started, “you and I know that no such thing as superpower exists. I never lie to Ah Girl before. But you have, Mama. This lie…may be able to motivate her. I don’t want to lie. I’m not saying that I want you to be the bad person. I just thought, since you’ve done it before, it should be easier. Mama, you understand?” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I cried when i was reading this particular page... it's so heart-wrenching.... |
Monday, July 8, 2013
Sunday, June 30, 2013
I HATE it whenever i sees a mom with her young girls (more like pre-school teens who think they're hot shit) coming in to a shopping mall doing some shopping or whatsoever.
Then the kids start giving their mom so much attitude. Wtfffff......
I really wanted to go up to them and tell them..." Come on lahh kids..Your mother is buying you hundreds of dollars worth of clothes and shoes and you're just gonna turn around and be a little bitch to her?!?! Seriously?!!! She's not your maid okay.."
Wtfffff x 1000000
Sigh... IF THEY WERE MY KIDS...
I'd tell them that they are getting nothing and we're leaving home now..
AND!! THEY'RE GOING TO GET IT FROM ME WHEN WE'RE BACK HOME.
FUCK.
Please learn your manners!
Respect your mom.
Then the kids start giving their mom so much attitude. Wtfffff......
I really wanted to go up to them and tell them..." Come on lahh kids..Your mother is buying you hundreds of dollars worth of clothes and shoes and you're just gonna turn around and be a little bitch to her?!?! Seriously?!!! She's not your maid okay.."
Wtfffff x 1000000
Sigh... IF THEY WERE MY KIDS...
I'd tell them that they are getting nothing and we're leaving home now..
AND!! THEY'RE GOING TO GET IT FROM ME WHEN WE'RE BACK HOME.
FUCK.
Please learn your manners!
Respect your mom.
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Everybody is complaining about the haze now..
as much as i also wanna complain how the haze is making me laze
but i ain't going to complain today.
in fact i'm gonna compliment how the haze actually brings my family together and closer! no kidding.... feels that we are stronger and closer due to the haze now. haha..
not saying that my family are not that close before but for the whole of last week i can feel and see that my siblings are more sensible now even my little brother takes initiative to take care of himself...
Eventhough the haze situation is still not getting any better, but i sincerely hope that everyone will take good care of yourself, drink more water and stay indoors!
and let's pray that it will be over real soon!!
love ya!
as much as i also wanna complain how the haze is making me laze
but i ain't going to complain today.
in fact i'm gonna compliment how the haze actually brings my family together and closer! no kidding.... feels that we are stronger and closer due to the haze now. haha..
not saying that my family are not that close before but for the whole of last week i can feel and see that my siblings are more sensible now even my little brother takes initiative to take care of himself...
Eventhough the haze situation is still not getting any better, but i sincerely hope that everyone will take good care of yourself, drink more water and stay indoors!
and let's pray that it will be over real soon!!
love ya!
Sunday, June 9, 2013
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Sunday, November 25, 2012
I'm like reading my friends' blogs almost every week but i'm just too lazy to update mine each week.
Whenever i come in to this site, i just don't know what to write.
Not that i have nothing to update but just don't know where to start.
Sent my phone for servicing since last saturday and finally got it back on friday.
I don't know how i actually survived during the past 6 days.
Can't even whatsapp, surf internet, check emails, facebook, play games, listen to songs and most importantly watching my favourite shows in the phone! Sighs...
Anyway, sometimes i really think that the customer service industry should do something to improve more on their services to serve the customers better. Like seriously...
I understand there are people out there who can be really annoying and nasty sometimes.
And we can't possibly accommodate to all their needs, and nowadays people just like to complain!
Write in to complain, call in to complain, post in forum to complain and make more complaints.
And those kind of situations are just hard to deal with.
But if you can't deliver your promise or commit to what you have promise to your clients/customers, don't reply us by saying "we can't do anything about it.." or "i have no idea about it.."
Geez... that's not professional man...
Oh well.... like what ws always said "up there"
Pardon me, but i really think our customer service in singapore is still not "up there" yet.
Because there are always more room for improvement.
Whenever i come in to this site, i just don't know what to write.
Not that i have nothing to update but just don't know where to start.
Sent my phone for servicing since last saturday and finally got it back on friday.
I don't know how i actually survived during the past 6 days.
Can't even whatsapp, surf internet, check emails, facebook, play games, listen to songs and most importantly watching my favourite shows in the phone! Sighs...
Anyway, sometimes i really think that the customer service industry should do something to improve more on their services to serve the customers better. Like seriously...
I understand there are people out there who can be really annoying and nasty sometimes.
And we can't possibly accommodate to all their needs, and nowadays people just like to complain!
Write in to complain, call in to complain, post in forum to complain and make more complaints.
And those kind of situations are just hard to deal with.
But if you can't deliver your promise or commit to what you have promise to your clients/customers, don't reply us by saying "we can't do anything about it.." or "i have no idea about it.."
Geez... that's not professional man...
Oh well.... like what ws always said "up there"
Pardon me, but i really think our customer service in singapore is still not "up there" yet.
Because there are always more room for improvement.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
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