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...

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 :(

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.

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. 

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!!!!

Possibilities

Perennial LOVE

Unending
Lasting
Never fading
Will you let me in?

Little Star

A little spark of hope deep within
Though it's an imperfect day
It is still a good news after all ---