Monday, August 19, 2013

Tasteless...

What can I do if I befriended with the opposite gender with whatever age, educational background and status?  None of them are alike papa because my father is one of a kind in his ways.  Whoever they are, all of them are imperfect in their ways.  I am so fed up of questioning, following the rules and be guided by the standards.   Where all my obedience leads me?  Here, scribbling this post alone and uncertain with how tomorrow will turn out.

Two months, the routine I am used to changed. As if I am locked up, not out there under the heat of the sun.  Was it worth it?  I don't want to recall the faces already gone in my present time.  Did I let go because I am afraid of what people think?  Was it because I  couldn't risk for I used not to be weak and so proud of myself? 

All of them are unique in their ways.  They were not someone, I just imagined.  Most of them were my good friends.  They liked me as a good and skillful person.  Yet, I admired them but I never needed them to attain my goals.  I always want to do it all by myself like so many great women in history.  I chose not to be dependent and believe there's more of being a woman.

Thus, I prayed to God teach me how to give, share, trust and love.  If it is meant for me, lead him the way to my heart.  I am not particular, God knows him so well...

Unknown Fear

I am so tired of being scared.  I'm so pissed people telling me what to do.  I am also feed up with all the complaining and fighting.  I am even afraid of losing what I saved.  I am always the one with vulnerable heart.  I AM TIRED OF PRETENDING that I am brave.

Why can't they understand, I am not good with talking?  I can only write.  I stammer, lost for words, black out and my palms cold and moist.  People demand so much when they're actually selfish.  Do they really care for my sake or they're only thinking of their own and how they'll profit me?

I only want to think of happy thoughts and things I want to do. I think of those grateful smiles of people whom I made happy with my cheerfulness, friendship, humor and generosity.  Above all, I am thinking of Papa who always love me even after death.  His stories never outdated and forgotten.

I waited patiently for so long but still goes wrong and I am not the authority.  People scold and blame me... Tell me this... Tell me that... As if, I don't have a brain of my own.

I don't want to take things slow.  I want to calm down myself for I AM SO BORED TO DEATH and my brains seem to rust.  I am so frustated of not using my skills.   I don't want to throw my gift of wisdom.  I want to be out there again...

I want to trust them to help me and they'll resolve things for me.  I trust that they'll find a way and God will aid them too.  The person said wait and have faith, and I will do so.  I believe the ability of that person, will I question her to annoy her?  If I'll make a move, she might take the wrong way.  My instincts told me to trust.... and why people keep on saying a lot as if they're perfect and I am always incorrect?  I believe, she's finding solutions and she'll find a way. 

My instincts tell me not to worry and trust them to their job... They'll let me in... God sent me to them... There's always a way...  I am not brainless and a coward... I am just trusting to the ones who give me their words....

This will be over soon and I will make a lot of people happy again.

Trust in God

My heart trembles
I am powerless
I dream and struggle
I am not in control
Halt the bouncing ball

Where my courage takes me?
The truth, I don't want to see?
Lord, to you I always plea
Drowning in reality's sea
I'll win, Almighty let it be!

Tell them give me a chance
Another try, don't want to cry
My gifts I want to share
My skills I want to use
Lord, it's my time and turn

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Tomorrow Will Come

A friend told me,
    "You should not live in the past for you can't undo what is done.  You should not live in the future for you don't know what will happen and it will only make you anxious.  YOU SHOULD LIVE IN THE PRESENT AND LET IT BE WHAT HAPPENED NOW".

The PAST
     I mentioned to my sis, I studied four years in a secondary school mattered.  In order to keep, you must maintain the cut off grades with all the subjects.  Most of my classmates and schoolmates were well off.  Everyday then, I couldn't wait to grow up and be where I am now.  I always reminded myself, I will never be poor.  Indeed, in spite of my childish ways, I am ambitious and feared of errors.  I believed that a rich husband won't be my passport to wealth.  But, it is my skills, talents and wisdom that will bring me fortune. 

Yet, my problem was I am not competitive and not a show off.  I only kept them to myself because others were always better in many ways.

The FUTURE

I always wanted a beautiful crib and run my own business.  I wanted to have lots of savings for my old age.  Yeah, it's all about me.  Thus, I cried aloud when my first job as a secretary didn't pay well.
Then, I decided to teach.  A very special friend whom I met in my previous school told me, being a teacher wouldn't bring me any wealth.  He even questioned, 'why you just I be an engineer?'  I answered him, 'my career path led me here, so I should do my best'. 

No earnings went to me or to my dreams.  So, I worried not having my place.  I am always anxious, writing down my computations of how much money do I need for it. 

I am afraid to lose everything what I have started.  I don't waste my money on travels.   I love clothes and other stuff but I always buy those marked down prices, never new arrivals.

I want a secure future, which I owe to no one.  If ever, I'll settle down, my family will never be deprived and no one will look down at them.

The PRESENT

What happen now? I have no money and just slacking at home.  I hate the idea of relying to my sis for survival.  I tried my best but there are things ought to happen that is out of my control.  I disheartened just now.  How can I fix things? Will they let me lose my dreams?  I don't know how to make an appeal to convince them.  Just another try and may the Holy Spirit enlighten those stubborn hearts.

I don't want to lose everything I have started.  I want to smile again and determine to reach my goals with God's grace and guidance.

God always provides.  Come what may... Tomorrow will come...

Monday, August 12, 2013

Broken Pride

A day that doesn't end well.
My skills put down and underestimated.
Certificates and experience that were my edge overlooked.
A pay expected but never came out.
A heart wandering and longings unmend.
A friend always remembered, where are you now?
A food that we couldn't afford.
I asked my sis, ' are we going to wash the dishes!'
The card declined.

Help us, Lord!

Good night ! If only you were there and here beside me :(

Sunday, August 11, 2013

A Brother's Gift

If the spell is true, it is finally broken.  It took my brother some time but his gift is worth waiting same as the one for me.

This will bring me luck for tomorrow.  It is not another manic Monday, but a new beginning and the door of opportunity.

Thank you, bro!  The earrings are fantastic!!!  Thanks to those people who truly care and believe in me.

Thank You, Lord for all the wonderful people around me.  Thanks also for all your wonderful gifts.

It sounds silly and old.  I still love and miss him.  I really do.  If it's not too much to wish, I want to feel him not only in my dreams.  Hope to hear from him again.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Is it possible???


Don't make it impossible
Don't be so horrible
Take me away from trouble
Not proud, always humble
Vanish not, like a bubble!
Loving u is my greatest gamble...
Honesty, no under the table!

The Ghost of the Stinky Rat

Last night, my sis and I were still watching online show via my big tv.  I complained to her for the noise above our ceiling.  I told her, why on earth someone wanted to move or rearrange their things so late.  The noise upstairs went on.  I joked to my sis that we could complain to HDB.  (haha, another complaining)

My sis paused fot awhile and gasped.  She mentioned the ghost stories we used to watch.  She added that almost ghost month.  Come on, we're old for the nonsense.

I prayed around 1.30 am.  I could still hear the footsteps upstairs.  It was no big deal and I'm a big girl now.  I am scared of nothing!

Later this afternoon, I am reading a book about Mother Teresa while listening to music.  As I went on, I sensed a stinky smell.  I even interrupted my sis with her tv viewing just to sniff me.  I asked her to smell my bed but she couldn't sense anything strange.

I ignored and proclaimed that perhaps it was the air.  Then, the scent surfaced again.  I couldn't take it and went out to ask the house' maid to sniff me.  She sensed no undesirable fragrance.  When I went to my bed, the odor was still there as if it was sitting beside me. 

This time, I was hysterical.  I quickly changed for church and sprayed my cologne all over my bed.

Not again.  Whatever it is... that dead rat smell maybe needed my prayers.  I don't want to feel the unknown.  Yet, they exists.  The old experience again.  I can't do anything for them but to pray that their souls may rest in peace. 

Friday, August 9, 2013

Rising from Falling

The landlord warned, 'it is overdue!'
The friend asked, 'until when?'
The wallet said, ' not even a cent!'
The stomach complained, ' instant noodles, AGAIN!!!'
The heart yelled, 'can't take it anymore!'
The brain speechless with migraine

Can I lend the money I lent?
Will I expect same generosity?
Do you do unto others and expect the same?
Are there friends after for  gold?
Is it true in troubles, untrue friends runaway?

Up and down, round in circles
The globe rotates and revolves
Many doors of opportunities await
Falling not only once but more
Come on, it's time to rise and shine!

Happy Times

An imperfect world and unpredictable life
A lonely woman in quest of the unknown
A traveler with undefined destination
The cold heart like winter's snowflake
A hollow soul of a man whom will show no mercy

Alms, give me a piece of your bread!!??
Starving for so long, the wail of the penniless
Yet, suffer no more and ache no longer
God is never deaf for the sincere heart

I need your compassion, give me your caress!!!
I want someone like you to feed my emptiness
The happy times in my dreams are so true
Awaken with a grumbling stomach
Want a bite of my pizza from Pizza Hut???
Well, still a happy time after all...
LOL

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The Munchy Mouse was so little for my tummy!!! It melted in my mouth... Yummy!!!!