Archive for November, 2011

A Different Perspective

Posted in random bits, the box of chocolates known as life on November 22, 2011 by twotwoeight

Just when you were convinced you are the human, then you realize you’re actually the duck.

Sometimes it’s worthwhile to put yourself in the other person’s shoes and get a different perspective…and who knows, you just might be surprised at the view. 😉

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table of love

Posted in family, love, through the lens on November 20, 2011 by twotwoeight

It has been more than a year since I moved in, but finally my gallery of love is up again.

🙂

Goosebumps.

Posted in radio in my head on November 17, 2011 by twotwoeight

 

By far, my favourite Drew Rynewicz performance — her voice is so hauntingly beautiful I get goosebumps every time I hear this.  (Thanks to you Alvin Lai, now I’m hooked!)

For when some effort is needed to.

Posted in cloudy days, kindred spirits, radio in my head, the box of chocolates known as life on November 14, 2011 by twotwoeight

 

Loop this on your player continuously and sing along (especially the really loud parts).  Or better yet, have a crazy friend translate this to Cantonese and you’ll find yourself doing just that — smile.

Trust me, tried and tested. 🙂

Dinner, for the uninitiated.

Posted in gastronomical delights on November 14, 2011 by twotwoeight

Don’t tell me you aren’t enticed by the vibrant colours? 😉

I most certainly am.

If only dinosaurs were still around…

Posted in cloudy days, doctoring tales on November 7, 2011 by twotwoeight

my problems would get solved in a jiffy.

Wishful thinking, eh? Perhaps I can start compiling my list…just in case.  Maybe if I wished hard enough…you’ll never know!

 

N.B. Sometimes, God sends you signs that what you’ve been suspecting is true — that it’s just not worth it.  No matter how much you do, how well you do it, or how much you sacrifice, beyond the greater good, it’s Just. Not. Worth. It.  I don’t even ask to be appreciated, or to be acknowledged — I don’t need it because my satisfaction and pleasure comes from knowing I worked with heart.  But not when above all the crap I’m already taking and eating jailslop and holding my tongue I am told I’m not doing enough??? Well, sorry for being only human then.

on turning the same as my house number

Posted in family, kindred spirits, love, the box of chocolates known as life on November 6, 2011 by twotwoeight

…as aptly pointed out by my brother. 😉

*a belated post*

Precious time spent with loved ones (except for the missing t-rex Down Under), an excuse for meeting up with long lost friends, long lazy brunches and tea with oodles of catching up and gossip…and of course, lots and lots of good food.

 

The weekend was a much needed respite from the hum-drums of daily life, of which one word sums it best — sesat.  Change is impending, I can feel it, but when and what remains to be seen.  Until then, I shall try to live by this — “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass.  It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”

Thunderstorms? Bring it on…