ZiggyZag
Friday, June 06, 2008
I am changing my blog site. I don't intend to import all the old posts here to the new one. This will always remain as it is coz it marks my life here in Singapore, with this workplace, my life, my grumbles, my immature, mature-like observations and doings. If you would like to know my new blog address, just request it from me :)
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
The clicking sound on the keyboard, the faint noise resembling songs from the radio, the sound people created from footsteps, papers, phone rings, chattery, plastic bags, potato chips and occasionally thundering laughters.
Some are eagerly typing away on their laptops with smiles on their face, well probably planning and imagining their next holiday haven. Some walk in fast pace to catch their phantoms, submitting documents, running up and down to get their forgotten items, while some idling away at their desks.
One person. One person seems losing sparks and passion. One person seems to have thoughts running wild in the mind. One person doesn't seem to enjoy the pace here. One person doesn't seem as comfortable as before. This one person.....
Some are eagerly typing away on their laptops with smiles on their face, well probably planning and imagining their next holiday haven. Some walk in fast pace to catch their phantoms, submitting documents, running up and down to get their forgotten items, while some idling away at their desks.
One person. One person seems losing sparks and passion. One person seems to have thoughts running wild in the mind. One person doesn't seem to enjoy the pace here. One person doesn't seem as comfortable as before. This one person.....
Monday, June 02, 2008
I am sorry! I felt at lost.
My pride was more important than anything else.
I am sorry for the anguish.
My honour and name were more visible than everything else.
I wish I could do something,
but it's that something which is stopping me now.
Am I asking for it?
But I'm not willing to admit it because I am not the only one.
So should things be as it is now?
I don't know and I don't want to know.
Again, it's my pride,
and it's that, that kills.
My pride was more important than anything else.
I am sorry for the anguish.
My honour and name were more visible than everything else.
I wish I could do something,
but it's that something which is stopping me now.
Am I asking for it?
But I'm not willing to admit it because I am not the only one.
So should things be as it is now?
I don't know and I don't want to know.
Again, it's my pride,
and it's that, that kills.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Sometimes it's so hard to....
know what to do...
understand what someone really wants...
say something yet not something that someone wants to hear...
act in front of people who had a different expectation of what you should have done...
And maybe sometimes I shouldn't have had bothered to see, hear and know more of something that is discovered at a later stage, "actually this is what I wanted, but you can always...."
Wa kao!!!
understand what someone really wants...
say something yet not something that someone wants to hear...
act in front of people who had a different expectation of what you should have done...
And maybe sometimes I shouldn't have had bothered to see, hear and know more of something that is discovered at a later stage, "actually this is what I wanted, but you can always...."
Wa kao!!!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
So long....
Farewell
I hate to say goodbye
To you, and you, and you and you and you...
Goodbye......
I am missing them now.....what a wimp!
I hate to say goodbye
To you, and you, and you and you and you...
Goodbye......
I am missing them now.....what a wimp!
