Saturday, 25 August 2007

Every Day

Sleepless in Seattle is one of the best films I've ever seen... perhaps it's because I have a soft spot for Tom Hanks... it's a lot of things that make the film tick.

Here's one of the memorable lines which describe my situation; uttered by Tom Hanks' character when he explained that it would be hard to imagine loving someone else other than his deceased wife.

"Well, I'm gonna get out of bed every morning... breathe in and out all day long. Then, after a while I won't have to remind myself to get out of bed every morning and breathe in and out... and, then after a while, I won't have to think about how I had it great and perfect for a while."


Thursday, 23 August 2007

A Meaningful Post from CE


A girl in love asked her boyfriend.

Girl (g): Tell me... who do you love most in this world?

Boy (b): You, of course!

(g): In your heart, what am I to you?

(b): The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said,"You are my rib. In the Holy Book, it was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep; God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life; you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."

After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.

However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems...their life became mundane.

All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other.

The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated. One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"

Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like spilt water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.

Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go. She continued, "It is less painful this way... let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners..."

Five years went by... He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly.

She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced.....

He felt anguished that she never waited for him.In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.

One day, they finally met at the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good-byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them.She smiled at him gently.

(b): How are you?

(g): I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?

(b): No.

(g): I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.

(b): I'll be back in 2 weeks' time. Give me a call when you are back...You know my number has changed.

With a smile, she turned around and waved good-bye.Good-bye...

One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York. In the event that shocked the world. Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette and like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew, she was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.


Wednesday, 22 August 2007

So I'm listening for the weather to predict the coming day
Leave all thought of expectation to the weather man
No it doesn't really matter what it is he has to say
'Cause tomorrows keep on blowing in from somewhere

All the people that I know in the apartments down below
Busy with their starring roles in their own tragedies

Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change
I'll call you on the phone
I hate to leave you on your own
But I'm coming home today

And this busy inner city
Has got nothing much to say
And I know how much you're hanging round the letterbox
And I'm sure that as I'm writing
You'll be somewhere on your way
In a supermarket checkout or the restaurant

I've been doing what I'm told
I've been busy growing old
And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me

Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change
I'll call you on the phone
I hate to leave you on your own
But I'm coming home today
Yes I'm coming home today

I've been doing what I'm told
I've been busy growing old
And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me

Sunlight sends you on your way
And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
Never be afraid of change

Day after day... it's been raining as far as I have been concerned... the weather forecast expects rain for a long, long, while. No sign of sunny skies.


Sunday, 19 August 2007



Thursday, 16 August 2007





Rainbow Connection

Written by Paul Williams and used by Kermit the Frog, of The Muppets, Jim Henson Productions

Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,
And rainbows have nothing to hide.
So we've been told and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong, wait and see.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

Who said that every wish would be heard and answered
when wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that
and someone believed it,
and look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing?
And what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
the lovers, the dreamers and me.

All of us under its spell,
we know that it's probably magic....

Have you been half asleep
and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors?
The voice might be one and the same.
I've heard it too many times to ignore it.
It's something that I'm supposed to be.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
the lovers, the dreamers and me.
La, la la, La, la la la, La Laa, la la, La, La la laaaaaaa


Monday, 13 August 2007

In Memory of The Brave

On 13/08/2007 morning, not long after I woke up at 8:30am, Girlie, the female fighting fish, went away to play. She is the first fighter I've watched breathe until the very end. I watched her gasp her last breath, then fell still. I thought I saw her struggling, and I told her that if she felt that she wanted to go, then go. If she wanted to live on, the fight on.

I finally realised that fighters are true to their name sake: they fight to the end.

I think we both knew that Girlie didn't want to fight any more.

She went away at her most beautiful.

I buried her in a special place: the first teapot that I've bought in Australia; the teapot has been with me for 5 years. I broke the spout yesterday night. In retrospect, I think it was a sign that it was time for Girlie to go. I planted some mint in that teapot.

Girlie had been unwell for some time now. She grew better, but at the same time that I began my first emotional ordeal, she seemed to fade away, yet fought to linger on.

I didn't cry when I watched her go. That was a first for the emotional me.

To Girlie: you've been great. This is for you.


Conversation Between Two Heartless People

PY: I am a heartless person. I don't have a heart.
SY: What happened to it?
PY: I left it at home. My mum said that she'll look after it for me.
SY: Isn't a heart like a credit card? You don't leave home without it.
PY: I don't care.
SY: If you don't use it, then why don't you give it to me? Mine is broken anyway.


Saturday, 11 August 2007



Thursday, 9 August 2007


I feel empty inside,
Able to see,
But not to feel,
Things happen around me,
They make sense,
But not connection,
There is a man,
I can see him,
As I turn around the corner,
I glance behind,
He looks at me,
Our eyes search each others' in the dim light,
But we do not greet,
For I am hollow,
I shouldn't be seen,
I feel the pain,
But I cannot show it.
Does he know?
I doubt so.
If he did,
What difference would it make?
For I have been carved hollow,
By the hands which I've grown accustomed to,
And his hands could only carve me hollow,
He could not have left me whole.
As hollow as I am,
I still feel pain.

Tuesday, 7 August 2007


陶喆-不爱 专辑:太美丽











不爱 for the love 未来









I love you forever 不能说出来



I love you forever 微笑着离开

I love you forever 就这样不爱



To the Suen Yee of the past,
I mourn for the loss of your innocence,
Your seemingly unshakeable effervescence,
Your perpetual optimism,
I mourn for you.

To the Suen Yee of the present,
I emphatise with your sorrow,
I understand your struggle,
I see your tears shining through your smile,
I grief for you.

To the Suen Yee of the future,
Where would you be going?
What do you want, if not happiness?
Can you reconcile the past and the present?
Can you move on?


Stop Crying My Heart Out

First and foremost, I apologise to CE, a friend, for plagiarising one of her blog titles...

I've been crying my heart out for so long... and just now, I've renewed the torrents...

I can't seem to break this cycle of sorrow... maybe I am majorly depressed...

I just feel like ending it all... Help...


Monday, 6 August 2007

Let It Be Worthwhile

"It's easy enough to be pleasant;

When life flows like a song,

But the man worthwhile,

Is the one who can smile,

When things go dead wrong.

For the test of the heart is trouble

And it always comes with the years,

And the smile that is worth

The praises of earth,

Is the smile that shines through the tears."

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

"The Man Worth While"

"Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,

But be fearless in facing them.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain,

But for the heart to conquer it.

Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,

But hope for the patience to win my freedom."

Dr. Rabindranath Tagore

"A Prayer for Courage"


Sunday, 5 August 2007

KT은 나의 첫번째 사랑 이다

그러나 그는 나의 마음을 아프게XX다


04/08/2007 working at Liverpool was by far the smoothest-running day I've had since working as a pharmacist-in-charge. It's true that I've gotten a tad bit more efficient at checking scripts and dealing with customer service. By far the more important factor, however, is teamwork.

J and EL were the dispensary technicians on that day, and EL told me, "SY (a colleague and a good friend), told me to be nice to you!", to which she was, even to the point of bringing a script for me to check while she sat me down to eat my lunch (which she bought for me before she went off for lunch). It was my first time working with EL, and I was very impressed with her attitude, be it on work, or her outlook on life. I've worked with J on one or two occassions, and I've always found J to be a very obliging and friendly person.

Teamwork is a very important; and it makes such a big difference to work satisfaction. I'm very happy for my achievement, and I'm also very appreciative for the good team. :) Thank you.


Thursday, 2 August 2007

Happy News

Congratulations to ML and T that they've passed the written exam of PGTC. One step closer to freedom!

Home Alone

Well, after I had the GARDASIL vaccination on Tuesday, the left arm in which the doctor injected hurts. It feels as if I've got pins and needles where the injection site is.

On Wednesday morning, I woke up feeling slightly unwell, with a slight headache. After breakfast, I felt queasy in the stomach, and I was having cat-naps at the pharmacy.

Nowhere in the product information of GARDASIL does it state the symptoms I've been experiencing as adverse reactions to the injection. I think it's just individual to me. :P

So here I am on Thursday morning, a day off sick, reporting the alleged reactions I've had with GARDASIL.

The boss' wife rang not too long ago asking after me, if I'm well, and surprisingly, she asked me if I'd like to stay on. I told her I'd be more than happy if they're happy to have me stay on.

That's settled then. I'm now a permanent, well, more or less, fixture at the pharmacy. :)

I'm a bit apprehensive to be honest, as that would mean I have to take on more responsibility at the pharmacy, especially with the ordering of shop items, baby products and the like.

It's all for the best at the end. I have to start learning, if not to run my own business some day, then at least to have more experience. :)

Wish me luck.

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