And this is my beautiful life
The only thing certain is everything changes
The lows and the highs
And all those goodbyes
As hard as it gets I know it's still amazing
To be alive
It's a beautiful life

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Friday, March 2, 2007

I Thank You

Assalammualaikum wr wb...

Having friends really makes wonders don't you think ? I'm someone who seldom check my email but when I opened it today, I got a greeting card from my colleague who is also one of my close friends. This was her message to me

hey gal,
tks for all that u ve done and said for me...ure a special fren to me always n may we have the best moments in life together even with or without TGB...hahahaha...u deserve the best! cheers
Hugs


I admit that there's always ups and downs in life. It includes friendship too. She's one special person who can tolerate all my nonsense which includes my temper, my loudness, my bluntness, my craziness and all.

I really appreciate all the fun times and cat fights we had. Without all these, we won't be able to realise our own faults and our own greatness.

She's the only one person who is holding be down to still continue working at TGB after all our close friends had left.

Here's a little something to one of my best girlfriends, confidante and enemy ;oP (*cause she always makes me wanna improve myself), SRI DEVI d/o AYAHU...

Sonnet: I Thank You
by Henry Timrod

I thank you, kind and best beloved friend,
With the same thanks one murmurs to a sister,
When, for some gentle favor, he hath kissed her,
Less for the gifts than for the love you send,
Less for the flowers, than what the flowers convey;
If I, indeed, divine their meaning truly,
And not unto myself ascribe, unduly,
Things which you neither meant nor wished to say,
Oh! tell me, is the hope then all misplaced?
And am I flattered by my own affection?
But in your beauteous gift, methought I traced
Something above a short-lived predilection,
And which, for that I know no dearer name,
I designate as love, without love’s flame.


I too hope that we'll have the best moments in life together even with or without TGB ;oD However, no more ink bar.. promise ? hahahahaha....

Now, onto something a little different..

I had a terrible migraine again. I think something is really not right with me. Been getting headaches pretty often these days. Not a good sign when my exams are nearing and I can't afford to fall sick. Especially like what I faced about 2-3 years ago, with me having some sorta fainting spells or even my body "shutting down" on its own... Scary I tell you.. Especially if I'm outside.

HOWEVER, tho I was not feeling too good today, in fact - I felt terrible. But someone actually made my day. HE's the first person to enter my office and the last person I met outside my office today. Sometimes, I wish I could talk to him just to get to know him better but believe me.. I can only wish because I will never do such a thing in a million years.. hahahahaha.. But I'm happy admiring him from afar :o)

I'm in cloud 9 million.. However, the thought of him going for his reservist for a long time seems like an agony for eternity... hahahaha... That's exaggerating..

I think, that's it for now.. My medication is taking its effect.. Yeah.. Back on medication man.. At least its not medication for exhaustion.. OUT !

Wassalammualaikum wr wb..

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

A POISON TREE..

Assalammualaikum wr wb...

Second update for my new blog.. heh !

Friendship... Its a very strong word isn't it.. Right now, I think some friends just don't deserve our friendship.. Yeah, those who knows me very well knows that I've dropped lotsa friends just so that I won't get hurt.. Selfish you may say.. Yes ! I am.. I would rather not have your friendship than getting my feelings hurt by your words and action...

Anyways, here's one of my favourite things...... POEMS....


A Poison Tree
by William Blake
I was angry with my friend.
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe.
I told it not, my wrath did grow;
And I water'd it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles;
And it grew both day and night
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole.
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.



William Blake (1757 - 1827)
William Blake (1757-1827) was born in London, where he spent most of his life working as an engraver and illustrator. At about age ten, Blake had his first vision: a tree filled with angels. Mysticism is one of the hallmarks of his work. While his poetry was not widely known during his lifetime, his writing and his art have continued to grow in popularity.

Monday, February 26, 2007

New Blog... New Beginning...

Assalammualaikum wr wb...

Its been a very long time since I last kept a blog.. Was getting to lazy I guess..

But now, I'm iching to start all over and hopefully this time round I shall not change my blog address anymore and I would try to update my blog religiously..

For now, that's all...

Lurve... the new look of my blog... But there's still a lot of work to be done... I think... heh !

Wassalammualaikum wr wb...