Scene: Playground
Weather: Hot and humid
Who: Miss Liza and a bunch of K2s
Miss Liza: Alright boys, there should be no punching, fighting or kicking of your friends, please. (upon noticing that some of the boys have started to do violent acts on one another)
(a slight pause)
Boy A: (came up to Miss Liza) We don't care.
Miss Liza: Excuse me. What did you say?
Boy B: We don't care.
What a thing to say to me on a hot and humid day AND when I have been struggling to keep my eyes wide open the whole damn day. Blardy kids!
I do not mind dumb children but rude kids (no matter what their skin colour is) farking piss me off. Fortunately, it's a Friday and I am going shopping afterwards. Blardy brats!
Friday, April 28, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
One of those days
I go through the school gate each day since beginning of this year thinking that I was invisible.
Each time I greeted the security guards, they seem to be oblivious to my presence. They seldom smiled at me, it seems. Well, not that I actually cared but it seems to be so with almost the rest of the world (I just woke up from sleep. My positive mind is still struggling to start its engine). It seemed that the whole world does not know of my existence or even if they do know, they don't care (Self-discriminiation makes me happy right noww, okay. So leave me be).
I used my backpack instead of my girlish handbag. As usual, I was rushing off to work (What's new). Just as I was reaching Khatib MRT station, I realised that I forgot my workpass. Being the lazy bones that I am, I continued walking to work because I know that I can just get a pass from the security house.
So I reached work and one of the 2 guards greeted me with this huge smile (That makes my day) and then another actually recognised that I was a teacher and not a student (because the other one was not sure what my designation was.) That makes my day!
Okay,okay, no big deal. (Whatever.)
I just needed an entry for today.
Each time I greeted the security guards, they seem to be oblivious to my presence. They seldom smiled at me, it seems. Well, not that I actually cared but it seems to be so with almost the rest of the world (I just woke up from sleep. My positive mind is still struggling to start its engine). It seemed that the whole world does not know of my existence or even if they do know, they don't care (Self-discriminiation makes me happy right noww, okay. So leave me be).
I used my backpack instead of my girlish handbag. As usual, I was rushing off to work (What's new). Just as I was reaching Khatib MRT station, I realised that I forgot my workpass. Being the lazy bones that I am, I continued walking to work because I know that I can just get a pass from the security house.
So I reached work and one of the 2 guards greeted me with this huge smile (That makes my day) and then another actually recognised that I was a teacher and not a student (because the other one was not sure what my designation was.) That makes my day!
Okay,okay, no big deal. (Whatever.)
I just needed an entry for today.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Fatal Addiction
You're my drug,
You're my marijuana,
You're my ganja,
You're my addiction.
You're my marijuana,
You're my ganja,
You're my addiction.
I need you to fill me,
For when I don't have you, I crumble,
My systems fail,
My body weakens,
It goes into a shock,
Shock due to the absence of the one substance that enables it to function wholly.
For when I don't have you, I crumble,
My systems fail,
My body weakens,
It goes into a shock,
Shock due to the absence of the one substance that enables it to function wholly.
You're in every part of me,
Your're everywhere in me,
In my mind,
In the blood that flows through me,
In my hands,
My legs,
Especially in my heart.
Your're everywhere in me,
In my mind,
In the blood that flows through me,
In my hands,
My legs,
Especially in my heart.
You're my painkiller,
You're my tranquilizer,
You're my paracetamol.
You're my tranquilizer,
You're my paracetamol.
You relieve my pain,
You take the hurt away,
You make me feel light-headed,
You make me fly,
Flying to the moon.
You take the hurt away,
You make me feel light-headed,
You make me fly,
Flying to the moon.
I need you everyday
You have become part of me,
For when I can't have you,
I am none.
For when I do have you,
My world is complete,
I can once again fly,
I can jump off a ten-storey building and still be alive,
I can sing and dance in the rain and not be afraid of thunder,
I am me.
You are bad for me,
I know you will make me sick,
You are my slow death,
But I need to have you,
I need you like I need the air I breathe,
I need you,
Because you're my drug,
My marijuana,
My ganja,
My addiction,
My unrequited, forbidden love,
You have become part of me,
For when I can't have you,
I am none.
For when I do have you,
My world is complete,
I can once again fly,
I can jump off a ten-storey building and still be alive,
I can sing and dance in the rain and not be afraid of thunder,
I am me.
You are bad for me,
I know you will make me sick,
You are my slow death,
But I need to have you,
I need you like I need the air I breathe,
I need you,
Because you're my drug,
My marijuana,
My ganja,
My addiction,
My unrequited, forbidden love,
You're always within my grasp but I can never really have you.
I allow you to break me,
You're the reason I am in and out of "rehab",
You are my elixir,
You are my poison,
You cure the hurt you cause me.
Because you're my drug,
My marijuana,
My ganja,
My addiction,
My unrequited, forbidden love.
Monday, April 17, 2006
NOT junk mail
This story could not have come at a much better timing.
A long time ago in China, a girl named Li-Li got married
& went to live with her husband and mother-in-law.
In a very short time, Li-Li found that she couldn't get along
with her mother-in-law at all.
Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered
by many of her mother-in-law's habits. In addition,
she criticized Li-Li constantly.
Days passed, and weeks passed. Li-Li and her mother-in-law
never stopped arguing and fighting.
But what made the situation even worse was that,
according to ancient Chinese tradition,
Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish.
All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing Li-Li's
poor husband great distress.
Finally, Li-Li could not stand her mother-in-law's bad temper
and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something
about it!
Li-Li went to see her father's good friend, Mr. Huang,
who sold herbs.
She told him the situation and asked if he would give her some
poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all.
Mr.Huang thought for awhile, and finally said, "Li-Li, I will
help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me and
obey what I tell you."
Li-Li said, "Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to
do."
Mr.Huang went into the back room, and returned in a few minutes
with a package of herbs.
He told Li-Li, "You can't use a quick-acting poison to get rid of
your mother-in-law, because that would cause people to become
suspicious. Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly
build up poison in her body.
Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little
of these herbs in her serving.
Now, in order to make sure that nobody suspect you when she dies, you must
be very careful to act very friendly towards her. Don't argue with her, obey
her every wish, and treat her like
a queen."
Li-Li was so happy. She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to
start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.Weeks went by,
and months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the
specially treated food to her mother-in-law.
She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding suspicion,
so she controlled her temper, obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like
her own mother.
After six months had passed, the whole household had changed.
Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she
found that she almost never got mad or upset.
She hadn't had an argument with her mother-in-law in six months
because she now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with.
The mother-in-law's attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she began to love
Li-Li like her own daughter.
She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the best
daughter-in-law one could ever find.Li-Li and her mother-in-law
were now treating each other like a real mother and daughter.
Li-Li's husband was very happy to see what was happening.
One day, Li-Li came to see Mr Huang and asked for his help
again. She said, "Dear Mr. Huang, please help me to keep the poison
from killing my mother-in-law! She's changed into such a nice woman, and I
love her like my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison
I gave her."
Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. "Li-Li, there's nothing to worry
about.
I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve
her health. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude
toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to
her."
HAVE YOU REALIZED that how you treat others is exactly how they will treat you?
There is a wise Chinese saying:
"The person who loves others will also be loved in return."
It would be so much easier to hate. It takes even more to love the things one hate about something/someone. That takes courage. That is what everyone has - every single one of us.
A long time ago in China, a girl named Li-Li got married
& went to live with her husband and mother-in-law.
In a very short time, Li-Li found that she couldn't get along
with her mother-in-law at all.
Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered
by many of her mother-in-law's habits. In addition,
she criticized Li-Li constantly.
Days passed, and weeks passed. Li-Li and her mother-in-law
never stopped arguing and fighting.
But what made the situation even worse was that,
according to ancient Chinese tradition,
Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish.
All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing Li-Li's
poor husband great distress.
Finally, Li-Li could not stand her mother-in-law's bad temper
and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something
about it!
Li-Li went to see her father's good friend, Mr. Huang,
who sold herbs.
She told him the situation and asked if he would give her some
poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all.
Mr.Huang thought for awhile, and finally said, "Li-Li, I will
help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me and
obey what I tell you."
Li-Li said, "Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to
do."
Mr.Huang went into the back room, and returned in a few minutes
with a package of herbs.
He told Li-Li, "You can't use a quick-acting poison to get rid of
your mother-in-law, because that would cause people to become
suspicious. Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly
build up poison in her body.
Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little
of these herbs in her serving.
Now, in order to make sure that nobody suspect you when she dies, you must
be very careful to act very friendly towards her. Don't argue with her, obey
her every wish, and treat her like
a queen."
Li-Li was so happy. She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to
start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.Weeks went by,
and months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the
specially treated food to her mother-in-law.
She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding suspicion,
so she controlled her temper, obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like
her own mother.
After six months had passed, the whole household had changed.
Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she
found that she almost never got mad or upset.
She hadn't had an argument with her mother-in-law in six months
because she now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with.
The mother-in-law's attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she began to love
Li-Li like her own daughter.
She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the best
daughter-in-law one could ever find.Li-Li and her mother-in-law
were now treating each other like a real mother and daughter.
Li-Li's husband was very happy to see what was happening.
One day, Li-Li came to see Mr Huang and asked for his help
again. She said, "Dear Mr. Huang, please help me to keep the poison
from killing my mother-in-law! She's changed into such a nice woman, and I
love her like my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison
I gave her."
Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. "Li-Li, there's nothing to worry
about.
I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve
her health. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude
toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to
her."
HAVE YOU REALIZED that how you treat others is exactly how they will treat you?
There is a wise Chinese saying:
"The person who loves others will also be loved in return."
It would be so much easier to hate. It takes even more to love the things one hate about something/someone. That takes courage. That is what everyone has - every single one of us.
Liza Porter
I am having one of those "If only..." moments.
If only I have magic wand...
I would take the pain away. Take every pain, whatever it is, away from my loved ones. Lost love, death, family problems, financial difficulties, all kinds of shit problems that my loved ones are facing. If only I have a magic wand...
But if I have a magic wand and can whoosh away all the pain in the world, I would never be miserable, would I?
But I am without a magic wand. I can never have one, anyways, so why bother even thinking about it.
If only I have magic wand...
I would take the pain away. Take every pain, whatever it is, away from my loved ones. Lost love, death, family problems, financial difficulties, all kinds of shit problems that my loved ones are facing. If only I have a magic wand...
But if I have a magic wand and can whoosh away all the pain in the world, I would never be miserable, would I?
But I am without a magic wand. I can never have one, anyways, so why bother even thinking about it.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Repetition
Every passing tree,
Every passing car,
Every passing truck,
Every passing farm animal,
Every passing person,
Every passing road sign,
Every passing sentence,
Every passing word,
Every passing hour,
Every passing minute,
Every passing second,
Brings me closer to you,
But the pain of the absence of your presence still lingers,
So I persevered.
As every passing tree,
Every passing car,
Every passing truck,
Every passing farm animal,
Every passing person,
Every passing road sign,
Every passing sentence,
Every passing word,
Every passing hour,
Every passing minute,
Every passing second,
Brings me closer to you,
Fear starts to creep in.
Fear of knowing that your hours weren't filled with thoughts of me as how mine was of you,
Fear of learning that the truth is not what I wanted,
Fear of not being able to share magical moments with you,
Fear of not being with you.
Every passing car,
Every passing truck,
Every passing farm animal,
Every passing person,
Every passing road sign,
Every passing sentence,
Every passing word,
Every passing hour,
Every passing minute,
Every passing second,
Brings me closer to you,
But the pain of the absence of your presence still lingers,
So I persevered.
As every passing tree,
Every passing car,
Every passing truck,
Every passing farm animal,
Every passing person,
Every passing road sign,
Every passing sentence,
Every passing word,
Every passing hour,
Every passing minute,
Every passing second,
Brings me closer to you,
Fear starts to creep in.
Fear of knowing that your hours weren't filled with thoughts of me as how mine was of you,
Fear of learning that the truth is not what I wanted,
Fear of not being able to share magical moments with you,
Fear of not being with you.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Things I'll Never Say - Avril Lavigne
La da da da La da da da...
I'm tugging at my hair
I'm pulling at my clothes
I'm trying to keep my cool
I know it shows
I'm staring at my feet
My checks are turning red
I'm searching for the words inside my head
I'm feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
Cause I know you're worth it
You're worth it
Yeah
If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
It don't do me any good
It's just a waste of time
What use is it to you
What's on my mind?
If it ain't coming out
We're not going anywhere
So why can't I just tell you that I care
(Cause) I'm feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
Cause I know you're worth it
You're worth it
Yeah
If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
What's wrong with my tongue
These words keep slipping away
I stutter
I stumble
Like I've got nothing to say
Yes, I'm feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
Cause I know you're worth it
You're worth it
Yeah
La da da da La da da da...
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
These things I'll never say
Finally, a song that truly represents it all. It's upbeat but still depressing.
I'm tugging at my hair
I'm pulling at my clothes
I'm trying to keep my cool
I know it shows
I'm staring at my feet
My checks are turning red
I'm searching for the words inside my head
I'm feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
Cause I know you're worth it
You're worth it
Yeah
If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
It don't do me any good
It's just a waste of time
What use is it to you
What's on my mind?
If it ain't coming out
We're not going anywhere
So why can't I just tell you that I care
(Cause) I'm feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
Cause I know you're worth it
You're worth it
Yeah
If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
What's wrong with my tongue
These words keep slipping away
I stutter
I stumble
Like I've got nothing to say
Yes, I'm feeling nervous
Trying to be so perfect
Cause I know you're worth it
You're worth it
Yeah
La da da da La da da da...
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
If I could say what I want to say
I'd say I want to blow you away
Be with you every night
Am I squeezing you too tight?
If I could say what I want to see
I want to see you go down
On one knee
Marry me today
Yes, I'm wishing my life away
With these things I'll never say
These things I'll never say
Finally, a song that truly represents it all. It's upbeat but still depressing.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Super ME
If I had super powers,
I would like to be invincible,
For then no one and nothing can break me down,
As how you melt my heart with just being you.
If I had super powers,
I would like to be invisible,
For then I could creep into your home and hold you tight late at nights,
And savour the magic of just being near you.
If I had super powers,
I would like to be able to read minds,
For then I can read your thoughts and know if I'm in it,
As how you constantly fill mine every single minute of each day.
But I never can have super powers,
For I am just me,
I feel and I react.
I would like to be invincible,
For then no one and nothing can break me down,
As how you melt my heart with just being you.
If I had super powers,
I would like to be invisible,
For then I could creep into your home and hold you tight late at nights,
And savour the magic of just being near you.
If I had super powers,
I would like to be able to read minds,
For then I can read your thoughts and know if I'm in it,
As how you constantly fill mine every single minute of each day.
But I never can have super powers,
For I am just me,
I feel and I react.
Sunday, April 9, 2006
Ready or not
Some time back, a person I know gave his opinion on the unfairness of being with someone else (after a break-up) when the other is not ready. At that point of time, I agreed (your brain just stops working at 4am ).
However, I think differently now (okay, so I'm slow). When is anyone ever really ready? 10 or even 20 years after a break-up? I used to think that the ladies have it the hardest during separation. But do you know that the ratio of men to women who committed suicide due to heart-breaks are 3 to 1? This has been scientifically proven (information courtesy of Dato' Dr. Fadzilah Kamsah). Despite their ego, men are hit the hardest during separation. My theory was so wrong. Yes, letting go is never easy - especially if it's someone you care, someone you love. I know it from personal experience. In fact, I am still nursing this little heart of mine and the incident took place (close to) 3 years ago. This is not to say that I regret the decision I made back then but my heart still ache - even till today. Nonetheless, I am learning to love again. Personally, I think loving and caring for another somehow helps in the healing process.
Initially, the world seemed to crumble down and it felt like nothing could go right. But I am still alive and therefore, I believe there must be some goodness that ALLAH wishes for me to enjoy. And so I chose to live (and love) again.
Eventhough we no longer communicate as much as we want to at the present moment, he will always hold this extremely special place in my heart but maybe we are much better off being with other people. I felt guilty at first whenever I was with someone else. Guilty because I kept comparing everyone else to be like him but that was not fair. No one person is the same. However, pain and heart ache aside, I am grateful that it happened and ended the way it did. It made me stronger and strengthened my belief and priorities. Maybe it is true - everything happens for a reason.
Seperti pepatah Melayu, tepuk dada tanyalah selera. The ups and downs (of life and of relationships) are expected but I am learning not to let that be the reason for me not to be with another person. Just because a love was lost, it does not mean that I can never love or be loved by someone else.
Jadi tepuklah dada anda dan apakah katanya? Sudahkah anda bersedia untuk bercinta dan dicintai? (Cheh bah! Steadylah, Liz berfalsafah dalam bahasa Melayu).
However, I think differently now (okay, so I'm slow). When is anyone ever really ready? 10 or even 20 years after a break-up? I used to think that the ladies have it the hardest during separation. But do you know that the ratio of men to women who committed suicide due to heart-breaks are 3 to 1? This has been scientifically proven (information courtesy of Dato' Dr. Fadzilah Kamsah). Despite their ego, men are hit the hardest during separation. My theory was so wrong. Yes, letting go is never easy - especially if it's someone you care, someone you love. I know it from personal experience. In fact, I am still nursing this little heart of mine and the incident took place (close to) 3 years ago. This is not to say that I regret the decision I made back then but my heart still ache - even till today. Nonetheless, I am learning to love again. Personally, I think loving and caring for another somehow helps in the healing process.
Initially, the world seemed to crumble down and it felt like nothing could go right. But I am still alive and therefore, I believe there must be some goodness that ALLAH wishes for me to enjoy. And so I chose to live (and love) again.
Eventhough we no longer communicate as much as we want to at the present moment, he will always hold this extremely special place in my heart but maybe we are much better off being with other people. I felt guilty at first whenever I was with someone else. Guilty because I kept comparing everyone else to be like him but that was not fair. No one person is the same. However, pain and heart ache aside, I am grateful that it happened and ended the way it did. It made me stronger and strengthened my belief and priorities. Maybe it is true - everything happens for a reason.
Seperti pepatah Melayu, tepuk dada tanyalah selera. The ups and downs (of life and of relationships) are expected but I am learning not to let that be the reason for me not to be with another person. Just because a love was lost, it does not mean that I can never love or be loved by someone else.
Jadi tepuklah dada anda dan apakah katanya? Sudahkah anda bersedia untuk bercinta dan dicintai? (Cheh bah! Steadylah, Liz berfalsafah dalam bahasa Melayu).
Second Day of Easter Break 2006
Today was a rather uneventful day. Frankly, I don't mind it. I am still rather worn down from yesterday's event. Anyhow, I went to get my new glasses. I love it! It's a weird colour but hey, I'm weird! Woo Hoo!
It's back...
Mood swings, emotions like that of a rollercoaster ride, swollen (of certain) body parts, (almost) unbearable cramps. I should have known. Those were the symptoms. It is THAT time of the month.
The power of being a woman. The symptoms that will determine me the gift of another's life in the future.
The power of being a woman. The symptoms that will determine me the gift of another's life in the future.
Saturday, April 8, 2006
First Day of Easter Break 2006
To kick off my Easter break, I decided to drag Mr. "Tour Guide" to Pulau Ubin. I have never been there before. I have been hearing a lot about this place but one thing's for sure is that people go there to cycle. Personally, if I had a choice, I would rather walk than cycle. But Mr. "Tour Guide" tried to persuade me that walking will not get us anywhere (But of course, no one can win when talking to a kepala batu like yours truly). That was of course true - I believed it only when we got there. Oh, before I start telling you about our teeny weeny Ubin adventure, let me tell you about the bumboat trip.
Frankly, I was rather sea sick but fortunately, it was a very short ride. But the view was magnificent. Kelongs were almost everywhere. The smell of the sea was so refreshing. The sun on my skin was very overwhelming. Mr. "Tour Guide" 's attempt to scare me about being mistaken for an illegal immigrant (because I did not bring my IC along) was not able to distract my upbeat self. Inside, I was as excited as a little child.
When we reached the island, I was very taken aback by the setting. Everything was so different. The people, the shops, everything.
Throughout our Ubin adventure, there was one significant event which I will remember for a long time. It was during the start of our cycling expedition. It has been quite a while since Mr. "Tour Guide" last went to Pulau Ubin. Hence, the slight misjudgement which lead to the both of us having to cross a medium-sized longkang (ie: drain). I panicked, of course! How can I not?!?! We were surrounded by lalangs and then we heard a rustle amongst the tall weeds. At that point of time, I wished I had wings and so I would fly into the sky and out of that horrifying, claustrophobic situation. It's not everyday that I have to cross longkangs. But fortunately, Mr. "Tour Guide" managed to get us both back to the civilisation. Mr. "Tour Guide, I am proud of you. You were very calm and collected. If you were as panicky as I was, we might never be able to get back to Singapore in one piece (and alive, I must add). How can you say that you are not fit? I don't think many people can actually carry a mountain bike and jump across a medium-sized longkang. You carried TWO mountain bikes and jumped TWICE across that same longkang. You ARE fit! You were fantastic!
So after an hour or so of cycling around Pulau Ubin, we decided to head down to East Coast. But not before, we stuff ourselves with lunch from Banquet at Simei. The dry yong tau foo was not as awesome as I expected but when you're hungry, you can't afford to be choosy, right? Mr. "Tour Guide" surprised me with his ability to take chopped chillies. Do you know how extremely spicy those little buggers are? He made me try one (two actually because they were really small) and it stirred up this great ball of fire in my mouth then down to my stomach.
After lunch, it was off to East Coast Park to enjoy the sea breeze. The beach was filled with surfer-wannabes, little children running from the baby waves, a father trying very hard to fly a kite for his daughter, couples snuggling up to each other, fishermen AND fisherwomen (Yes, who say only men can fish. Aunties also can fishing okay. Don't pray, pray ah!) and of course, Mother Nature at her best. The sea has this magical effect on me. It just relaxes me. I was dead tired but the breeze and splashing of the waves just eased my entire being.
I actually (really) wanted to catch the sunset (and capture it on my cellphone) but I could see that Mr. "Tour Guide" was very, very tired so we headed home when he pointed out that we might get caught in the rain (Riding in the rain is very, very dangerous, y'all. Safety first. *winks* ).
So that was how I kicked off the first day of my Easter Break.
My whole body is aching but the day was well-spent. Thank you, Mr. "Tour Guide". I appreciate that you put up with my karenah. If it was really up to me, the day could have gone much longer. But nah, I don't think you will have the same stamina as me. :P
Let's see what tomorrow has in store for me.
Frankly, I was rather sea sick but fortunately, it was a very short ride. But the view was magnificent. Kelongs were almost everywhere. The smell of the sea was so refreshing. The sun on my skin was very overwhelming. Mr. "Tour Guide" 's attempt to scare me about being mistaken for an illegal immigrant (because I did not bring my IC along) was not able to distract my upbeat self. Inside, I was as excited as a little child.
When we reached the island, I was very taken aback by the setting. Everything was so different. The people, the shops, everything.
Throughout our Ubin adventure, there was one significant event which I will remember for a long time. It was during the start of our cycling expedition. It has been quite a while since Mr. "Tour Guide" last went to Pulau Ubin. Hence, the slight misjudgement which lead to the both of us having to cross a medium-sized longkang (ie: drain). I panicked, of course! How can I not?!?! We were surrounded by lalangs and then we heard a rustle amongst the tall weeds. At that point of time, I wished I had wings and so I would fly into the sky and out of that horrifying, claustrophobic situation. It's not everyday that I have to cross longkangs. But fortunately, Mr. "Tour Guide" managed to get us both back to the civilisation. Mr. "Tour Guide, I am proud of you. You were very calm and collected. If you were as panicky as I was, we might never be able to get back to Singapore in one piece (and alive, I must add). How can you say that you are not fit? I don't think many people can actually carry a mountain bike and jump across a medium-sized longkang. You carried TWO mountain bikes and jumped TWICE across that same longkang. You ARE fit! You were fantastic!
So after an hour or so of cycling around Pulau Ubin, we decided to head down to East Coast. But not before, we stuff ourselves with lunch from Banquet at Simei. The dry yong tau foo was not as awesome as I expected but when you're hungry, you can't afford to be choosy, right? Mr. "Tour Guide" surprised me with his ability to take chopped chillies. Do you know how extremely spicy those little buggers are? He made me try one (two actually because they were really small) and it stirred up this great ball of fire in my mouth then down to my stomach.
After lunch, it was off to East Coast Park to enjoy the sea breeze. The beach was filled with surfer-wannabes, little children running from the baby waves, a father trying very hard to fly a kite for his daughter, couples snuggling up to each other, fishermen AND fisherwomen (Yes, who say only men can fish. Aunties also can fishing okay. Don't pray, pray ah!) and of course, Mother Nature at her best. The sea has this magical effect on me. It just relaxes me. I was dead tired but the breeze and splashing of the waves just eased my entire being.
I actually (really) wanted to catch the sunset (and capture it on my cellphone) but I could see that Mr. "Tour Guide" was very, very tired so we headed home when he pointed out that we might get caught in the rain (Riding in the rain is very, very dangerous, y'all. Safety first. *winks* ).
So that was how I kicked off the first day of my Easter Break.
My whole body is aching but the day was well-spent. Thank you, Mr. "Tour Guide". I appreciate that you put up with my karenah. If it was really up to me, the day could have gone much longer. But nah, I don't think you will have the same stamina as me. :P
Let's see what tomorrow has in store for me.
Friday, April 7, 2006
Ready, Set...Easter!
My Easter Break has officially commence as of now!!! WOO HOO!! I am hoping to document every single day's event. Hehehehe...Madness but hey, whatever. I plan to fully utilise my every single day to the maximum.
Thursday, April 6, 2006
Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus
Some men always say that ladies are so complicated. We always mean the OPPOSITE off what we say.
I do not miss him.
I wish I never have to communicate with him - ever.
I do not wish to be with him.
I hate him.
He makes me miserable.
I am glad to have nothing to do with him ever.
He makes a bad day even worse.
I am happy living my life - without him.
Maybe those men ARE right after all...
I do not miss him.
I wish I never have to communicate with him - ever.
I do not wish to be with him.
I hate him.
He makes me miserable.
I am glad to have nothing to do with him ever.
He makes a bad day even worse.
I am happy living my life - without him.
Maybe those men ARE right after all...
Wednesday, April 5, 2006
The little things in life ARE free
Love is a wonder. It can make or break someone.
It was love (or the desire to be loved) that made me dread living my life the past few days. It was also love that made me realise how blessed and grateful I should be about my life.
My loveli, Ivan, was fine today except for some hiccups every now and then. But comparing his behaviour on other days, he was so much better today.
He would always give me a goodbye hug before going home (as you can read on how affected I was when he pushed me away from one of the previous posts). However, today he was too caught up with doing some other things that he forgot. Anyways, there were also other days that he forgot the hug. But what made today special was he actually waited for me. He made his mother wait at the meeting point for me. For Miss Liza! He made his mother wait just so that he can give me a goodbye hug. How sweet is that! He waited for me. He literally ran up to me when he saw and gave me the hugest hug ever. And I responded with an ever bigger hug (Thank you, ALLAH). After that, I just could not help but go to a corner and shed a tear. Yes, I am emotional but wouldn't you be? Just when you thought no one can ever love and appreciate you, then came this soul who shows such raw and pure love to you - no questions asked, someone who is willing to take the risk and love all of you and more importantly, is not to afraid to show it. Bless his heart.
Eventhough my need to be loved by another is not being reciprocated (yet), I saw love in another form - in my students. I shall never regret the decision I made the day I chose to leave the company that paid so darn well but made me so unhappy. (Mak, Abah, I am happy). There are so many things I want in life that I don't yet have but I am happy. My lovelies make me complete.
Ivan sweetheart, if ever you get to read this post, Miss Liza just wants you to know that her life is complete for the tremendous hug you gave her today. She appreciates life because of the the gifts that God put in her life - one of them being you. Thank you, sweetheart. Thank so much, Ivan.
It was love (or the desire to be loved) that made me dread living my life the past few days. It was also love that made me realise how blessed and grateful I should be about my life.
My loveli, Ivan, was fine today except for some hiccups every now and then. But comparing his behaviour on other days, he was so much better today.
He would always give me a goodbye hug before going home (as you can read on how affected I was when he pushed me away from one of the previous posts). However, today he was too caught up with doing some other things that he forgot. Anyways, there were also other days that he forgot the hug. But what made today special was he actually waited for me. He made his mother wait at the meeting point for me. For Miss Liza! He made his mother wait just so that he can give me a goodbye hug. How sweet is that! He waited for me. He literally ran up to me when he saw and gave me the hugest hug ever. And I responded with an ever bigger hug (Thank you, ALLAH). After that, I just could not help but go to a corner and shed a tear. Yes, I am emotional but wouldn't you be? Just when you thought no one can ever love and appreciate you, then came this soul who shows such raw and pure love to you - no questions asked, someone who is willing to take the risk and love all of you and more importantly, is not to afraid to show it. Bless his heart.
Eventhough my need to be loved by another is not being reciprocated (yet), I saw love in another form - in my students. I shall never regret the decision I made the day I chose to leave the company that paid so darn well but made me so unhappy. (Mak, Abah, I am happy). There are so many things I want in life that I don't yet have but I am happy. My lovelies make me complete.
Ivan sweetheart, if ever you get to read this post, Miss Liza just wants you to know that her life is complete for the tremendous hug you gave her today. She appreciates life because of the the gifts that God put in her life - one of them being you. Thank you, sweetheart. Thank so much, Ivan.
Tuesday, April 4, 2006
Nothing is easy
When I told everyone in my previous company that I have always wanted to be a teacher, all of them said I made the right choice to leave the company for that career. They said so not because they thought I had the passion for it but because apparently, teaching is easier. I was very tempted to just give them a smack on the head - hard, very hard. Personally, I feel that no ONE job is easier than the other. Each of them has its own perks and bores. Just because teaching does not require one to be on-call 24/7 nor is it part of the semiconductor industry (or whatever), it does not make it any easier. It is actually quite challenging, frankly.
Do you know annoying it is when you have to deal with whiny little brats? Do you how (sometimes) degrading it is to be cleaning up the poo of another person's child? Do you know how much it can be quite painful to see a child cry non-stop when Mum or Dad leaves the classroom? Best of all, we have not even get to the topic of the parents. Do you how sick one can get when you kept hearing how one parent thinks that their child is born Einstein? Do you how tempted one may get (to give a tight slap across) to a parent when they hinted how horrid the teaching methods used are to their child's intelligence?
I am absolutely sure there are so many things about your job that you just simply abhor.
However, what makes your job a joy is when you are passionate about it. It is a joy when you wake up in the morning and be ecstatic to go about doing what you live for. It is a joy when you are happy to be earning the income you need to pay the monthly bills. It is a joy when you miss the children during the holidays. It is a joy and you can't help but do every single chore with a huge smile on your face - no matter how silly you look.
Miss Liza looks silly - everyday.
Do you know annoying it is when you have to deal with whiny little brats? Do you how (sometimes) degrading it is to be cleaning up the poo of another person's child? Do you know how much it can be quite painful to see a child cry non-stop when Mum or Dad leaves the classroom? Best of all, we have not even get to the topic of the parents. Do you how sick one can get when you kept hearing how one parent thinks that their child is born Einstein? Do you how tempted one may get (to give a tight slap across) to a parent when they hinted how horrid the teaching methods used are to their child's intelligence?
I am absolutely sure there are so many things about your job that you just simply abhor.
However, what makes your job a joy is when you are passionate about it. It is a joy when you wake up in the morning and be ecstatic to go about doing what you live for. It is a joy when you are happy to be earning the income you need to pay the monthly bills. It is a joy when you miss the children during the holidays. It is a joy and you can't help but do every single chore with a huge smile on your face - no matter how silly you look.
Miss Liza looks silly - everyday.
Monday, April 3, 2006
Caffeinated Monday
Isn't caffeine taken especially on Monday morning supposed to wake your senses up and get one all hyped up for the week?
Well, maybe there isn't enough caffeine in my blood veins to do just that?
Anyone game for a cup of caffeine on a Monday afternoon?
Well, maybe there isn't enough caffeine in my blood veins to do just that?
Anyone game for a cup of caffeine on a Monday afternoon?
Sunday, April 2, 2006
Miracles do happen
As always, I was in a rush. Rush to get to the meeting place. This time, I was supposed to meet my aunt because we were going to another aunt's place. In the midst of the chaos, I forgot my keys AND my handphone!!! Worst of all, I realised this only when i got to the bus-stop. After contemplating on whether I should go back home (and somehow miraculously hope I can find my keys there), I decided to seek help from my neighbour and hoped that she has a pair of spare keys to our home. (Yup, I got great neighbours. Bless them.)
Fortunately, the walk back took only about 5 - 7 minutes ( I needed the exercise anyways.) Instead of heading to my neighbours place, I walked over to our flat and hoped that I could find something to enable me to get into the house. i stood in front of my house for about ten seconds before I decided to just open my iron gate and lo and beehold, my KEYS!!!!! Yes, really! My home keys were stuck to the iron gate!!! Okay, it was mixed feelings. I was so grateful for following my intuition and take the walk back (despite looking rather foolish) AND finding my keys stuck there! However, I reprimanded myself for being so absent-minded for leaving the keys there (What if I hadn't took the walk back home??)
It was crazy, wasn't it? I don't think that that's a coincidence. ALLAH is great. HE moved me. HE moved my heart. HE (silently) urged me to take that walk back and voila! MY KEYS! So all problem was solved. I got my keys AND my handphone!
The beauty of listening to your heart.
Alhamdullillah
Fortunately, the walk back took only about 5 - 7 minutes ( I needed the exercise anyways.) Instead of heading to my neighbours place, I walked over to our flat and hoped that I could find something to enable me to get into the house. i stood in front of my house for about ten seconds before I decided to just open my iron gate and lo and beehold, my KEYS!!!!! Yes, really! My home keys were stuck to the iron gate!!! Okay, it was mixed feelings. I was so grateful for following my intuition and take the walk back (despite looking rather foolish) AND finding my keys stuck there! However, I reprimanded myself for being so absent-minded for leaving the keys there (What if I hadn't took the walk back home??)
It was crazy, wasn't it? I don't think that that's a coincidence. ALLAH is great. HE moved me. HE moved my heart. HE (silently) urged me to take that walk back and voila! MY KEYS! So all problem was solved. I got my keys AND my handphone!
The beauty of listening to your heart.
Alhamdullillah
Saturday, April 1, 2006
Punk'd!
I got punk'd!!! Reallly bad! It was funny because Miss Liza was stooopid. Ha ha ha..very funny! ARGH! I'm very gullible and believe everything people tell me without realising that 1st April is the day when people try to make a fool of you! Unfortunately no sexy Ashton Kutcher at the end of the punk...=(
Yes, I'm referring to you. You know who you are. Very clever...not! Next year, it's my turn! Ha!
Yes, I'm referring to you. You know who you are. Very clever...not! Next year, it's my turn! Ha!
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