It was a surprise to know that this blog is still surviving, after about few months of empty entries. Haha..I don't know what was wrong. But I guessed the ideas aren't coming to me. You see, sometime you want to voice your thoughts or opinion, but you are just worried that what you are going to write can offend the readers. Then the next thing you know, your simple unpopular blog site become the victim of rude and offensive comments. It happens too many times now. And it makes you wonder , where is the freedom of speech now. There is a fine line of  being honest to your writings now. And if we can't even write things we honestly think and feel, then aren't we just being hypocrite and afraid of what people will think of us? Yet, in this current society, people are too overwhelmed in defending themselves rather than reading with an open mind and open heart. People are free to say what they think as long as they are not being judgemental. They can say what they want to say as long as they are not being offensive.

Having writing this, it makes me realised it's not easy to blog. When you write on something, you can just rave about things and free your mind - write what comes into mind, cause knowing you won't have any readers reading your post. Yet again, when done, you worried what if they are people reading and disagree with some stated facts? So where's the freedom in that?

I just read a friend's post earlier, commenting on why our bronze winners didn't communicate in English during the interviews. Even for obvious reasons that they are not able to communicate in English, except Chinese, I couldn't understand why they did not even bother to learn the language during their stay here. Maybe their time are too consumed learning table tennis. But still, isn't English the main language spoken here? So how do they get along with the communities all these while? Don't tell me they don't mingle with the citizens all these time? Or maybe they only communicate with those whom can speak CHINESE/MANDARIN?

Some are proud of their winnings, as they make our red white flag fly in dignity. It was afterall a long awaiting wins. But I ask myself, are they proud to be a Singaporeans? Do they even know, remember or ever say the pledge? We, the citizens of singapore. Pledge ourselves as 1 united nation..bla bla bla.... We want so much to make a name in the Olympic. We imported players from different part of the world ( which are not the countries best kept players ). Overwhelmed them with benefits. Package them as a Singaporean to compete. So what are we showing to the world? That Singaporean are made up of people from all over the world? A mini united nation? Yes, we no doubt a multi racial society. But are we becoming a multi nation society too? I admit that they are talented and it takes great determination and efforts to be winners. But don't we have talented people here too? They can be nurtured. They can be trained. They can be sponsored and guided. And who knows they can be CHAMPIONS too. 

I have nothing against them. But I can't ignore the fact that there are not born bred Singaporeans. I'll end my post congratulating them on winning the bronze. But then I would rather congratulate all the Olympic winners.

Wow, it has been like 3 years since I had abondoned the idea of blogging. It wasn't intention though but I guessed time does contribute to me being drifted from penning my thoughts on this blog. There is a common saying - ' No time '. Perhaps, that's the reason why I was away this long?

A lot of things have happened during my disappearance. First of all, there are few additions to my family. Some are long awaited while some, I could say unexpected. I had long been waiting for the existance of a second child and yes, with gratitude,  I was blessed with a beautiful daughter. 7 years apart from my first wonderful one. I had since welcome the existance of in-laws and 3 nephews and nieces (I think). They have definitely contributed the extended branches of a family tree.Ha.

Definitely, lots of things happened to my life during the years. Some I wanted so much to forget, while some, I shall say not giving me any effects. Doesn't matter if those are forgotten or remembered. Afterall, our existence is not permanent. These memories are just reminiscences or bits of pieces of our life, which are meant to bring color to it. It could be dull or bright and maybe you can add creativity to these colors by mixing them. Get my point? Simply said, you can either make your life interesting or as dull as you may want it. It's up to you, cause after all, it's your life! But what annoys me is, we can't erase the dark moments of our life. I faced them in year 2009. Very much wanted to forget it. But could I? These are something that we can't see but we are fairly aware of its' existance. So what can I do? Bear and live with it! Irritates me much. In fact, 2009 is the worst of my life, as far as I can remember and I do not wish to even talk about the events occured in that year and definitely not the reasons why I started to pen my thoughts now. The truth is, I happened to stumble to the historic blog by chance and surprisingly, I can even remember the codes to access it. Miracle. Haha.

Interests have definitely change. Being me, I am not the kind to have stay faithful on some ideas or interests. Faithful lover, definitely yes. But not to other things I guessed. I don't mind the change or inconsistent interests though as I can at least have a taste of here and there.

I am out of time...shall continue whenever it permits. And yes, it's nice to be back.

It has been a while since my last post. Didn't mean to abondon the idea of blogging but just lately I was too caught up with reading. Yes, reading although it was not one of my personal interest, to name a few. But it was the book that really caught my attention.

It began from the movie Twilight and there on I was hooked to reading the book. Proud to say now that I am on the third sequel - Eclipse. It wasn't really about the book or my reading 'skills' that I wanna brag about. But it was the thought that makes me wonder - what really about it that makes me so engrossed and addicted to it. Is it the plot, the movie or simply Edward Cullen. I think it's the later. No wonder it was a best seller. All four series.

And for those who had no clue what I was talking about. My advise is do a little bit of research.

Edward Cullen wasn't just a vampire for me. He's more than that. Vampire - perhaps a non existence creature and a metaphor. But the characteristics displayed was extra-ordinary. If ever a person do exist in this life or world that possese the characters, I will be the one to be awed, in addition to the great beauty, charisma and attraction featured as Edward Cullen.

Could someone be in love or even waiting for the soulmate for centuries long? I bet not. Even if you are in love now, chances are your patience willl run out waiting for the lost love. But one way or another deep down inside, we always wish to be loved unconditionally. It could happen to some of us. But to some, perhaps many, we are still waiting for the true love to come by. Someone who loves you so much. Someone who would say to you - 'You are my life now'. Someone who would do anything within his power to protect you. Will there be such a person for you? Or you will be such a person to someone you love? It put a smile to my face when these questions are posed. As I do not know how or what the answers are? We do have persons we love but I do not know if that love is measurable.

No clue again to what I'm talking about? Well, the basis is just about love.

Perhaps the love portrayed by Edward Cullen that makes me addictive to it. Although my teenage days are decade over, I was still captivated by how Edward proof his love to Bella. Fantastic!

But life will not be played like Edward and Bella. Their life is like a column of escapism to a fantasy world. Still it was a column that I would go to. Funny, I never thought that I will be one of their milion fans.

Maybe in the next post, it will be about something else cause who knows by that time I will be getting over Edward Cullen - Romeo of the 21st Century.

Well, it's almost midnight and I'm actually out of ideas of what I want to write about. I ever told someone that the next 'topic' that I will sribble about are 'taxi drivers" but when comes the time, I just couldn't elobarate at all on that. In fact what I'm feeling right now is just hhmm...emptiness and blankness. Guess the stress from work does put it's toll on me and now, I'm like going through the after effects.

Oh swell...

You know at times I just wonder if anyone reads what I'm writing at all in my not so 'glamorous' blog. So if indeed you are reading it, do let me know alright. At least I'll be motivated to search for ideas in my next 'issue'.

I'm losing it so think I sign off...'pooofff'

Hatred at times when I look at you. For I felt, you are always envy of me. Envy of the things that I have, envy of the people that I treasure. Why the sudden effort to tighten the bond now? Why the extra mile of effort to honor close ones? Funny, for before I see you always try to drift apart.

I don't comprehend, for you at times place yourself in someones' hearts. Is it because you want to be special? Or maybe you thought you are special. I feel nauseas observing your ways. At times, I feel I want to splurt these words at you, but could I?

You are afterall part of me, for you are afterall part of my love. But please do halt all the plans for sometimes, a bond crippled would be difficult to be unbent.

Marriage is not just a signature on a piece of paper neither, is it a 'I do' to symbolise unity. It's a commitment - till death do us part. Complex yet it's a gem. Love is mostly the reason when one is ready to commit to another individual. But will the love last till the end? Will the love sparks after marriage?

But what is love? It's so subjective. A profound tender, passionate affection for another person. Sexual passion or desire. Many words to define and it differs to every individual perhaps

When you love a person, there are so many special characters that you can accept. But why do we always accept the positive trades or attitude of the other before loving him/her? Everyone can accept the good things in life or the good points of someone. But can we actually see and embrace one's weaknesses, one's disability, before telling ourselve we are in love with that someone?

My definition of love - if I could accept the negative sides of a person, if I'm willing to be by his side during his time of folly, during his sickness and to forgive the wrong doings ( no one is perfect mind you ), then I guessed you could say that I'm in love. Happiness and contendments will naturally come.

They always ask - what about him that makes you love him? But why didn't they ask me what about him that I don't like, that can make my love any lesser? Well i guessed, none. As despite his lackness, despite his weakness, I love him no less. For he is the best that I could have.

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