AWW, LAST DAY OF THE YEAR LIAO… BYE 2008!!

31 December 2008
Wednesday (31 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2100 (Singapore Time)
Listen: Blower’s Daughter by Tanya Chua
Mood: *AWW, Look at SKY*

How time flies… Just feel like yesterday when I wrote last year’s end-of-year entry and now, I am writing for this year. So errm, what did I learn this year? Well, for a start…

People are basically fuckers, period.

Ok… anything else you learn?

Be a LJ and Fuck people and don’t be a CB to let people fuck.

Point taken… so moving along, what’s the most significant thing(s) this year (in descending order)

First and perhaps the last on my list… I found my beloved wife and soulmate, Lena (Honey & Snoopy also can). Thank you for being part of my life and I love you. What I don’t say or do, doesn’t mean I don’t care, it’s just that … Ok, I love you. Remember that

XOXOXOXO

By the way, that XO thingy also something new that I learnt this year (from my boss, who got it from his little daughter who got it from her friend who etc etc)…

Next Stop, friendship; new, old, renewed, just beginning and still going strong (not in that order)

1. Wanhan & Nicole
2. Kwek & Wife
3. Gary & Wife
4. Leela, Chris & Grayze
5. Seow, Mark, KP, Alan, Germ & Gene
6. Wenn, Mona & Francis
7. Joan of Arc
8. Uncle George
9. Boss (ex... or ex ex, depending on how many jobs I changed)

And lastly, still must lament… My portfolio really going down the drain

It used to be 45K of cold hard cash, then some month ago, it become like 15 plus plus and now, just checked, it dwindle into fucking 14 plus plus. Every month its losing more and more money. Who am I kidding, the fact is there is no return anymore. My best bet is when the economy recovers (a big IF), I can get back my principle. I am not asking for much, just the fucking principle. And oh yes, no more investment. The next fucker who tell me about investment will kena damn jialat from me. And YES, 30K is big sum for a church mouse. Unlike some fuckers who brush it off like rounding error… But we will get to them. One day…

Fucking CB…

Enough of these, it is still supposed to be end of year where at least for one fucking time, we ought to behave. Yes yes… and now how? So go fuck yourself.

Hey, what you expect man. The only silver lining (beside my wife) is… I got a job (yes and I am fucking proud of it). Till we meet again, Happy New Year.

HAPPY 4TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY

16 December 2008
Tuesday (30 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2100 (Singapore Time)
Listen: Blower’s Daughter by Tanya Chua
Mood: *AWW, Look at SKY*

Not much things to update lately also. December is here, its like wow… 10 Months gone in a blink. SO how now purple cow? Gee, I don’t really know…

Then it hits me…

I feel her.

I can’t live without her. Her smile, her laughter, the touch of her skin and the smell of her hair, the tenderness of her voice, the sweetness of her kiss… It is all I ever wish for. I can feel her warmth when we cuddled; it feels so safe and comforting. Every movement met with such euphoria. She loves me, I love her. We love us…

I missed her then, I missed her now.

We should meet in another life, I told her.
It will be fun, I said. It will be nice and it will be perfect. Just like fairy tales… You do like fairy tales?
How? She asked…
Similar scenario lah; Sing Karaoke, then I wink at her, she wink at me and we lived happily ever after.

We laugh heartily…

We must find each other ok? In the next life and many lives after… She made me promised her.
And this time, she added, we will be the first and last relationship …

But what if…

What if…

I am afraid I might not be able to find you anymore. The world is so big, filling every corner with people and more people. What if I missed you; alighting off a bus, in opposite direction on board the escalator… brushing past shoulders in the sidewalk? What if we are forever lost in the chaos? What if … we are never ever fated to be one again?

I love her so much…

I told her we only have about 50 odd years together (on a very generous estimate). The fear of losing her clouded my thoughts. 50 years together and we will be alone again. Then, my eyes watered…I don’t want to leave her… she is part of my life, as much as I am of her but what can I do? We are mere mortal, racing to embrace whatever time we have left together. This is life, our life.

And I died, a sad & lonely man

But I do have faith, faith that one day we will meet again. This life, the next and many many more after.

For my beautiful wife
My Companion, My soulmate, the mother of our beautiful kids, the pillar of my strength
You are all I ever wished for.
And I love you

I MIGHT BE SLOW BUT I AM STILL AHEAD OF YOU AND I'M STILL YOUR BOSS HAHA

8 December 2008
Monday (24 Degree Celsius)
Rainy Morning @ 0900 (Singapore Time)
Listen: Blower’s Daughter by Tanya Chua
Mood: *AWW, Look at SKY*

At the rate I am going, my mind is going to be wasted… Such a waste of a perfectly well-endowed brain. Seriously… Nothing much to update (as you can attest to lately) and nothing of equivalent happening in our world. Some hisses and snarls, hug and kisses, here and there kind of stuff. Beside those, we are pretty good and our relationship grows by the day (and nights).

We have planned for the future; saving plans, health insurances, kids upbringing. Our house design is also taking shape, albeit with some changes to our idea of an ideal home. But it is ok, because like what I have been telling my colleagues during my monthly motivational talks; I’m in it for the longest haul. Funnily, it met with some funny reaction; Jaw dropping and champagne order cancellation. I wonder why…

On that note, I also wonder why recently, a couple of lady acquaintances’ hands I have shaken had this funny scratch to it. I mean, I extended my hand, held it firm and warmly and they reciprocate with a little (can I say, naughty) scratch on my palm with a coyly smile. I wonder why…

Alrighty, that is Oh-NOT-so funny. But my little snoopy is nice, she forgives me for my little stupidity at times… Oh, on the topic of our plan, she suggested we opt for the give and take theory; she gives nothing and takes everything from me. Yup, as usual, she outguesses, outsmart and outmaneuver me. But me not complaining, because… she’s my little snoopy… Awww… And yes, we have given the other some sweety lovey nicks; Snoopy and Woodstock (no prize for guessing who is which…).

Moving along, I was nominated again for some overseas course and with any luck; my month of February will be really filled. To the brim. Hmmm, interesting work I have. Nah, I’m kidding you (the work, not the course) but of course.

Did our Christmas shopping on Saturday, but it does looks like it is my Christmas shopping. Of the 10 odd things we bought, 99.99% of it belongs to me. Oh yes, I love to shop. Once or twice yearly (or thrice, forth etc etc) OR whenever I feel like it. But hor, nowadays expenditure must be prudent. Did you hear, see or feel me buying anything extravagant lately? Ah, the sign of wanting to settle down permanently (or for the longest haul) with Snoopy. It will be tough; the saving, living together, trying not to strangle me during my sleep (no matter how tempting it look) etc etc but my dear snoopy is committed for the long haul too. Heee

Have a Merrily little Christmas (in case I no update till the longest time)… Busy lah

你就像个小孩 by 阿杜

夜深了, 深到只听见心跳
你睡了, 睡到泪水都干了
我要往哪里逃, 黑夜沉沉笼罩
慌慌张张的脚步, 红红的脸在发烧　

心乱了, 不知该如何是好
爱醉了, 原来我们需要拥抱　
你却一再缠绕, 缠着那些煩恼
单纯的说好不好, 我们爱到老　

你就像个小孩, 一心要爱却不懂其中的无奈
迷路在人海, 却找不回来 天真不变的洁白　
我也像个小孩, 痴痴的爱都不怕有怎样的伤害　
我痛你的痛, 我苦你的苦尽管很难熬, 太阳就快出来了　
今夜有最深沉的梦梦里有最亮的天空