From the dripping tap to the clogged one
When it stop?
Tired from all the sneezing and weezing,
I wish I could just plucked out my nose,
hang it to dry.

Perhaps sometimes just a simple,
'How are you feeling now?'
Will make me feel a lot better.
But wait, perhaps I expected too much,
after going through all the batter.


and she can't help but to feel a tinge of disappointment.

With countless thoughts running through her mind
Without a clue of what she's thinking of at this time.
What lies ahead no one knows
The future is what she wants to hold.

Where's the missing smile, she thoughts
As stress creeps in without a snort.
Louder, happier, just to fit in?
Can't she be her quiet self and do her own thing?

She never knew it could be this hard
Trying to fit in, feeling like a retard.
Will things get better upon the paper?
Or she has to struggle just to cater?


and she's clueless

When the road ahead was bumpy
When I failed to pull a smile
When conflicts arise
When things are bogging down on me,
when I simply feel like giving up...

You stood by me, patiently.

'You mean the world to me'
Those words warmed my heart,
made me forget all the worries I ever had.

It's simply not my day after all. Period.
Back to work.

Make up your fucking mind, will you?

Back On Track

*picks dust and cobwebs*
Finally decided to add a little life back into my page. It's been three months plus since I embarked on my new job. Totally different environment, culture, colleagues, a whole new portfolio altogether now. Not forgetting a lot busier than before. Not that I am complaining but I actually enjoy being busy. Tired yet fulfiling.

Then there are moments in life where one will be caught on the crossroads; would you go for a job that offers a higher pay yet in a boring industry, male dominated working environment, somewhat the culture/working environment sounds so much like the previous company or would you stick on with the current, though lesser remuneration but good working environment/experience, great bonding with colleagues and department? Was caught in that situation a few days ago. Struggled at first and finally decided to follow my heart.

Question arises: Passion vs Monetary? Would you work for your passion/dream or for the money? Guess it all pretty much boils down to the current situation one is in. In which, sometimes sucking it up do help.

but the tree kept the koala hanging on

It was a sigh of relieve
Albeit a tinge of sadness
Rollercoaster ride of emotions
Made leaving even harder

And she packed her bags
Cleared her desk
All ready to smell the fresh green grass
To face the challenges ahead

and it's byebye PM.

Start of a something new

Down with random flu
No doubt she will feel blue
Rudolf's nose, just not as red
All she wanna do is jump into bed
And with all the sneezing and weezing
Just that single note made it all appeasing

And it's all been done.
Plucked the courage to ride the waves
All In search of Sunrise,
She's always been.


and just a chance that maybe we'll find better days.

and Hello 2009!

Yep time flies, and we have stepped into 2009.
The last few moments of 2008 was indeed well spent with my darling girls. We may not meet often but it's never-ending conversations when we do. As mentioned to a friend, it doesn't matter how or where you spent New Year's Eve but rather who you spent the last few moments of 2008 with.

Cheers my girlfriends, may our sisterhood go on a long way.

New Year, New Resolutions.
So what's yours? :)

May this be a great year for all!

and take away all my fears, will you?

With just two days left of 2008, what are some of the things that makes you happy? What are some that don't? And it's time to reflect, yet again.

And it was a walk to remember.