Memories of the Wind.

I din noe that the Felidae was attracted to me too other than knowing that i am able to attract the male gender of the homo sapiens. There was this cat todae morning who was rubbin its head and body against my legs when i was waiting for my fren at his lift. I moved away, only for it to purr and come to me again. It juz gazed at mi intently when i moved away.

Do i smell like fish and chips?

Labels: musings

其實小熊也有生命,
當你快樂時,小熊會有一雙在笑的眼睛.
當你悲傷時,小熊會偷偷地為妳哭泣.

還記得妳生日的那一天,
剛好就是情人節.
他給了妳一份最最最好的驚喜.
那就是一只可愛的小熊.
妳快樂的把小熊擁抱在懷里.
小熊第一次感覺到心的跳動.

小熊喜歡就這樣.

小熊喜歡就這樣.
看著你賴在床上.
懶洋洋的樣子.
露出早晟的第一個微笑.
輕声地聽妳說.
L-O-V-E 來當做早安.

小熊喜歡就這樣.
再一次被妳擁抱在懷里.
溫暖的手掌,
談談的芳香.
因為有妳的記憶,
小熊再一次聽到了和諧的心跳声.

小熊喜歡就這樣.

小熊喜歡就這樣.
陪妳傻傻地守在電話旁.
電話的另一端,
是否藏著焦慮和不安?
一切將被鈴声打散. . . .

Labels: Fairy tales

How fragile life is. I can hear u exclaiming;" Hey!! Be careful of the vase!"
life life life life life.
I turn around, only to hear the crash of the vase against the floor and witness the shattered pieces of the vase.
life life life life.
The shattered pieces juz happen to kill some innocent ants that happen to passby.
life life life.
Some ants manage to escape death though. .
life life.
Life is fragile and yet resilent at the same time.
life.
.

Labels: random

Maybe u have heard this story before, maybe u have not. Juz a short story to share wif everybody.
..........

There is a poor young man who is not contented with what he has in life. He felt nothing is in store for him and he wanted to get rich. He heard of this ancient wise sage who lived in the hills and decided to visit him for some help in obtainin wealth.

Young man:" Greetings to u, my venerable sage. Can u tell me the way to get rich since u are so wise?"

The sage enquired,"Why are u bent on getting rich?", his eyes glinted, a trace of age-old wisdom reflected fleetingly. .

Young man seems annoyed, and rebutted:" Aren't u wise? Money is the root cause of happiness!"

Sage paused for a moment before continuing:" okay. I ask u. If i gave u a thousand dollars for your thumb, would u be willing to do so?"

A incredulous look from the young man:" No. Its as important to me as every part of my body."

Sage continued:" How about ten thousand for one of your hands then?"

Young man replied instantly:" NO!"

Sage as if in a chant:" 100 thousand for both of your eyes?"

Young man retorted:" i would be blind le!"

Sage nodded,:" i reckoned a million would be enough provided u become paralysed?"

Young man hit back in quick mode:" of cuz not!"

Sage then asked again:" a billion for your life?"

Young man responded as in a knee-jerk reaction:" NOOO!"

Sage answered the young man's fav reaction with a wry smile and a wise reply as u can expect from a wise sage of his age. "Did u realise that u have got the greatest wealth with you now? Your health is the greatest wealth that no one could ever take away from you. WHY not make use of it to search for your own happiness? Besides, wealth is nothing without health."

Young man was dumbfounded, struck in his dawn of realisation. He thanked the sage profusely and went down the hills with a lighter heart.

Labels: happiness, random, stories

Mr White:" Hi guys i am Mr White, or pple call me 小白 too. . . (NOt the rabbit!)

Mr Black:" Cut the crap. . Haizz. My world is falling again, disturbed. The only thing that i can get out of todae is probably tomolo."

Mr White:" C'mon. 小黑，dun be too pessimistic. there is plenty to look out for in one dae. Its not as bad as u make things out to be. HAaa, for god's sake, u cant even get out of life alive, so might as well u make the best out of everything."

Mr White eases himself, continuing:" U dun even noe whether u got tomolo to look for anot, so why not make everyday, starting from todae, a defining moment!"

Mr White:" Let me dedicate this song to u, by my fav singer, FISH!!! It is called 'A beautiful Life"."

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走进满山遍野的向日葵田
地中海蓝色透明的天
亮晶晶你脸上的汗水
直到现在风一吹一都闻到普罗旺斯的花草香
火车颠颠跛跛的爬上了山
斑驳的光影装满车厢
你晃啊晃啊睡在我的肩膀
时钟慢慢停下来
像掉进了一个魔法的时空
爱情的流动
终于有一个理由
午后暖暖的风
吹着发呆的我
白色纱帘在记忆中翻动
西班牙的广场
快下山的太阳
两个人的影子
在陌生地上像一双翅膀
自由自在飞翔
像毕卡索的画像
幸福是说不出酸酸甜甜的糖
你会一种魔法
让夜晚都发光
123睁开眼
美丽人生在月光下跳舞
都忘了有地图
只有手心的温度
我们慢慢走过花草香的小路
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(Happy moment for todae: passing by my neigbourhood childcare centre and peeped in to look at the innocent children.)

Labels: Black and white

Would u ever think back on what happened for your dae when it is about to pass and remember the happiest thing for that particular dae? Well, its good to do something like that, especially if u had a particularly rotten dae. U may be surprised to realise that there may be light moments even for an uneventful dae. My happiest moment juz yesterdae was to draw a flower and a vampiric cat. Haa. . It was definitely no masterpiece or an outlandish work that i would be proud of. Neverthless, it juz made my dae. Sometimes, some days, some things in its pure simplicity can be the greatest bliss in life. 簡單就是快樂.

Labels: happiness, note

Plagued. Plagued by the exam virus. It's spreading. .

Doomed is the word.

Saw our newly crowned Miss Singapore todae morning. (I am not goin to disclose where i met her; if u were really interested, juz contact me personally. Haa. Not goin to disclose her number to u anyway. :p) She's none other than Carol Cheong, an art director who holds a degree from Austrailia's Curtin University. She didnt really look that pretty in person, and i had trouble recognising her at first till i happened to overhear her conversation on phone regarding her chances in an international pageant. I must first declare that i am no eavesdropping maniac, but i got sufficient curiosity to satisfy knowing that our Miss Singapore was just sitting right behind me at that point of time. A beauty with brains to match, and a future representative in the world's most prestigious pageant is worth noting, my tiny pea brain figured. Haa. anyway, she left soon after i knocked off from mugging. .

Getting a bit sensitive to guys who has a slighest hint of a gay. Was standing very near to this queer looking guy who dressed like one. . Dun ask me how a gay should look like, i got no faintest idea. Anyone can be one to me. I was really fearful, having the notion that he might just pounce on me, or simply outrage my modesty. Perhaps i am getting too stressed up over the looming exams. ALL the gloom and doom. . Or i am somehow affected by the bizzare offer. . .

Labels: note, strange

Arrrggh. Scary scary. Got stuck in the lift todae juz around 1150pm when i was about to reach home from my cca. I was dumbstruck and rendered speechless, stopping in my tracks when i was humming Guang Liang's yue ding. AND i thot it might be the work of the supernatural, since its the second funeral tat my block is having in this week. Soo jumpy for me. Maybe i am having an overdose of fear after bloggin so much about the unnatural presence that any pure bad luck i am having, i would attribute it to the unknown.

Haa, but nowadays the lifts are so sophisticated. Within a minute of being trapped
in the unfortunate 'box', it was able to resume its functionality, and brought me to safety just one level below my floor. Some uphill exercise and vertical displacement for my tired muscles was definitely justified after a minor scare. So walk walk and i reach home.

This made me remember the days in my tiong bahru flat as a child. The lift was one of those old mechanical lifts where there's no lift for every floor and there's no see through glass for the lift. Furthermore, it was lighted by only two rectangular fluorescent lights and has a ventilation fan.

I remembered how much i dreaded taking the lift because i was often afraid that the lift may break down. Haa, it was no joke, cuz the lift juz likes to play a prank on its passengers. It broke down very often and what made me so fearful of the lift was the fact that the lights were often spoilt too. The lights often flicker and u would alwiz wonder when it may juz suddenly go out. And it's in prefect unison with the status of the lift. They are true frenz that spoil together. And when the lift is spoilt, the ventilation fan juz stopped working.

What made it worse is the fact that it simply stops in the middle of now where. Fear simply strikes hardest and grips my mind and body, like the bad bodily smell which emanates from an unclean beggar. Furthermore, my old flat was very well known for the killings and suicides that occured during the 1970s and that was simply too much for me to bear especially with my fantastic imagination that loves too much to link anything under the world together. Hmmm. Sign of things to come for my next spook.

Labels: note, random

Juz wrote a song called awakened which is in chinese. it's incomplete cuz i got only part of the tune. ran out of steam liaoz so i decided to publish the incomplete work anyway. . nothing much but its still painstaking. haa

夢醒

夢醒的一刻最美
當我還能感覺你淡淡的溫柔
甜蜜的滋味

雖然我和現實脫了軌
無法辨認真和假
我只在乎
前一秒
我依然是幸福的

可是殘忍的現實卻潑了冷水
我只能在沒有陽光的黑暗房間靜靜枯萎

我就像斷了線的風箏
失去平衡感
沒有你的呵護
我只剩風吹雨打

只能望著溼透的相框
沒有你的夜晚
現實和夢的夾縫
我已看不清楚

我只知道
夢醒的一刻最美
......

Labels: Chinese Writes, note, random

Long wait. But this, i promise my readers, the tale is going to be as horrific as the wait u have taken. And this ride i am goin to take u would be even more intriguing than the previous ones, because it involves my ex-neighbours. Cool. but this one way ticket to horror does not mean that i am taking u for a ride! Once again, i got to stress the point that my accounts are as true as i make them out to be, and i am a perfectly honest guy in my blog (at least). A disclaimer here, my stories are totally original, and if there are any resemblances to any other stories, just relax. All the supernatural stuff dun deviate so much. HAa.

Oki, ever heard before rumblings just above ur ceiling, or the sound of the dropping of stuff which sounds like the thumping of feet or heavy stuff? Or even the rolling of marbles, especially at night? All coming on top of ur ceiling, right in ur own cosy flat? Wonder which inconsiderate neighbour would play such a fool, or letting their children wild at night, playing with their little marbles?

Fret not, there are 2 explanations. The first one states that its common for flats to sometimes hear rumblings on their ceilings because its the way the flat was built. The second one is of cuz the more irrational one. Heard of toyols- the ghost child? I shall do some explaining here. They are the spirits of unborn children who died during miscarriages or stillborn. They never had the chance to leave the mother's womb alive. The bomohs, who are malay traditional healers, would seize control of the spirit and enable them to work for them. People in search of fortune, and seek help from the bomohs, can purchase a toyol from them. The toyols would be able to make money for their new found owner by giving them luck or stealing money for them. But in return, the owner would have to make sacrifices for the toyols, or letting them suck their blood from their toe. AND the latter's greed is insatiable. .

Well here goes my story. A few months to a year ago, my ceiling started to make a lot of noise. The rollings of marbles was so loud and the sound of furniture moving around was unmistakable. And it always occured right at night. Hey u tell me, which child would play with marbles now and at night? isnt he supposed to be asleep at tat point of time? And who would like to move his or her furniture around in the middle of the night when u are back from work and bathed, smelt nice and relaxing?? Well, certainly my ex-neighbours did. I had heard of the stories about toyols and their occurences before so i roughly knew what's goin on if the tales i heard was true.

It happened almost every night. Made me so irritable. I wasnt certainly hallucinating, Cuz my mum, my brother, everyone heard it!! Dunno about my auntie though, muz be she sleepin like a log already, haa. So one day, my auntie related to my mum that she had a conversation with the neighbours then who lived just directly upstairs. The neighbours asked my auntie whether their child was very noisy and my auntie said no. My mum was shocked becuz she knew that the couple was childless!! This further confirmed our suspicions of a possible toyol living as our neighbour.

Well, they have moved and since then, the sounds stopped. Haa, who knows what really caused the sounds? The structure of the flat or, u guess?


Pictures of a toyol kept in a bottle.




Those interested in finding out more about toyols can read this article by our singapore paranormal investigators(spi) by clicking on my tittle.

Stay tuned to my next part- the hostile mate in my old tiong bahru flat.

Labels: My spooky tales-

It's often after runs everytime that i got the inspiration or rather the resources to blog. And this time was no different. . My ghost stories would have to wait for a while and i plead for patience from readers who are interested in the 'spook' theme to bide their time. FOr this is one interesting incident in the aftermath of a run.

After a 50min run, i was totally exhausted and seriously deprived of oxygen, gasping for air while i was waiting for the lift back home. But dear readers, i Wasnt so deprived of the basic living tool that what i was goin to relate later was just a bout of hallucinations. Haa. crap. Anyway, i was entirely drenched with perspiration that i seemed like i just came out from a shower except for the fact that i didnt smell too good with that extra bit of 'ammonia' stained on my body. Then, i was approached by a middle aged man who looked quite studious and refined. The conversation goes like this. .

Man:" Hi, may i ask u something?"

Me:" Hi! Yessh?"

Man points to a construction site near my house and asked:" Are they building new flats there?

Me with a blur look:" ??? Dunno."

Man asked seriously, with a look of interest:" Are u conservative or traditional?"

Me:" er. . neutral lor."

Man:" Hmmm, student? Which level?

Me:" Uni..

Man and me, blah blah for another 30secs. . .blah blah blah

At this juncture, i had absolutely no inkling where this mundane conversation is heading to. Initially i thought he was just asking for directions. But when he asked me whether i was conservative or traditional, i deviated from that and thought he might be an opposition party member or he was an insurance agent or watever la. All my guesses were wrong anyway.

Man gesticulated:" Ok, i would be straightfoward. I am a bisexual, and i like macho guys, especially ur type. I know u may not need the money, but i am offering you $100. U need not do anything, u just have to lie down, while i give u a whole body massage and service u like a king."

Me with an incredulous look and a wide grin:" Ha. NO THANKS."

Man pressed on with an air of invincibilty of a warrior and the glib of an experienced salesman who knew how to strut his stuff:" But u dun have to do anything, i would make u comfortable."

Me without a hint of hesitation:" HA. NO THANKS!"

End of conversation, a bye and the man left with a dejected and forlorn look.


MY THOUGHTS
Hmm, seriously i was not enticed at all by such an offer though, but come to think of it, i needed to work 27 hours as a cashier before i can earn that much. Haa. Joking la. But i wasnt angry with the person or think him as dirty as all. It was a legal transaction with no strings attached and he was not that persistent or stepping beyond the line, according to me la. Just a bizzare offer to me.

Labels: note, runs, strange

Please treasure ur precious smile,
it is pure innocence which gold cant buy.

It is the beauty of a thousand faces.
it is the volume of a thousand words.
it is the treasure of the world.

Smile,
and the whole world
forgives in good heart.

Smile,
and the whole world
takes things in good stride.

Smile,
and the whole world
basks in warm sunshine.

Smile,
and the whole world
melts in sweet richness.

Smile,
for its the right thing to do.


(dedicated to all especially little frankie. u got a great smile!)

Labels: fun, pictures