Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Freaky Bosys

BOSY!

DO YOU KNOW...i have also been thinking about this issue of dependence vs independence over these few days?! THIS IS SO FREAKY! i was just relating to my friend Damien just now at cafe, about how my independence might have made me incapable of depending on someone, and i wen i logged into blogspot after quite sometime, i saw yr entry tt totally gave me a shock. right time right place. Boom! its simply jaw-breaking.......

Well, my context is certainly different. But the issue is roughly the same. I was just thinking about how i could isolate myself to the social world and do things alone. things like shopping, relaxing, reading, etc. All of these happily alone and yet not feeling lonely. But to say that, i don't mean i'm autistic and totally abhors social contact. Yes, infact i do feel lonely sometimes when such stuffs are done too many a times. Yeah. And these are the times that you'd wish so much that there's this soulmate to share every second of your life with: to share both the exciting stuff and the REALLY mundane stuff like "how many ants i killed today" and not feel weird about it. And wishing for someone that i could actually not feel stupid, silly, childish and lousy when i say "hey i'm jealous" over some mundane stuff.
I gave Damien an example:
If your partner has a sisterly friend/ an ex-girlfriend that is now just-a-very-good-friend, and one day he is going out with her to say....for a tea... and he ends up going out like the whole day. And then you felt ridiculously jealous. Ridiculous cos objectively speaking, your mind tells you that it's not right to kick a big fuss about it!
For me, i'd just keep this ridiculous jealousy to myself cos I know it'll look really stupid if i bring it up as some PROBLEM.It's like knowing all the appropriate social cues and behaviors actually retards your instinctive animalistic behaviors to such minimal levels...which may get too unnatural if you're tipped out of the delicate balance.
Also, if you dont talk it out with yr partner, he/she will never get the chance to reassure you. Where would the communication be then?

Actually this sorta ties down my current situation. It's like...many people have told me that if it were them, they would do whatever it means to find the root of the problem; about the sudden "disappearance"...like wat are the reasons behind it. But you know...I know that i cant do that. that i'm the kind that would jus try to let it go on my own. i wun have the guts to ask why the "disappearance".
And each time the bible tells me that i need to reconcile with my brothers, although i see the goodness in it, i think i cannot do it for this. And i kinda feel hmmm weak?
Weak becos i dont have the guts to confront. No guts to share cos i know it'll make me look stupid.
Weak for having been too used to being alone and independent that you don't know or don't dare to look stupid at the stakes of dependence?

Argh. Somtimes it can get quite sad to know that it'll take you a million gazillion years before you can truly open up to someone. someone like me get along pretty well with almost everyone. but someone like me does not get close to everyone even after i divulge the deepest darkest secrets of mine. Someone like me considers someone as close to me only when i can share the mundane stuff that happened that very second in my life. Someone like me considers someone close only when i can dare to be angry with and scold him/her; to look silly and childish for ALL kinds of things; to cry not only at sappy movies or books but also the very ridiculous things like jealousy or PMS. Someone who is not disgusted or afraid of my oddities and eccentricities.
(Plus, it doesnt really help when you are faced with shits(setbacks) each time you try your best to "open-up".)

It is like all these things that sometimes make me wonder if i am being too demanding under this shield of easy-goining-ness; this independence. Sometimes this independence can actually make me feel quite aloof man. And if nobody calls me out, i'll just stick by it and hover around my bed or books. sounds quite nerdy aye?

Of course, saying all those stuff does not mean that i forgot that i already have a soulmate in you and lydia; and maybe tabitha =) And i'm not being insecure here. It's just that in matters of hearts and closeness, there's this big barrier for people to cross over to get to me. REALLY get to me. And it's not like everyone would be dying to get close to me (as contrary to this i-have-lots-of-fans persona haha). So it's like i locked myself in this ivory tower and threw the keys out of e window, thinking that i'm some Repunzel Beauty that everyone shd save, but acually i'm just the ugly bitch that locked the Real Repunzel up! haha...

So Bosy, please dont give up on me ya? Tame me like the fox that was tamed.
Sit beside me, but a distance away. And you dont have to say anything.
But each time you come sit with me, you can move a little closer.
And then one day, we can actually put our arms around each other's shoulder and tamed each other.

Yeah Bosy. I believe being independent doesnt mean being aloof or alone or in isolation. Independence doesnt really mean freedom. Sometimes independence can be like a cage. Sometimes being too independent can make one forgot how to be together with someone and share life with another. Sometimes, dependency can be a key to a different kind of freedom; a special freedom that exist with ties and kinship. How should i put this?
It's like...when u know you can depend totally on someone holding to the ends of a rope that ties you round the waist, you would then dare to abseil the most dangerous cliffs beside a thundering waterfall into the deep dark trenches beyond the belows.
So let us not have a dependency negativism.
Let us not think that "settling down" is a set of chains; a set of burdens of pros and cons.
We oughta learn how to see that it's just a deeper different kind of joy. *smiles

Everytime u sigh, a fairy dies.

Just how would you describe a night sky like this?

Those clouds that seem to cascade from the gates of heaven; sending the froths blowing across the faces of a million stars. Should we stretch our hands outright across the breast of heavens, we could grasp the tails of the stars and feel the tickles of its beauty in our hearts. Although our eyes are blinded by the bright lamp-lights of the streets, our faithful senses took on the darkness' clothes and veiled themselves to the nuisance of these artificial pleasures. In the blessings of this veil, our eyes open up to the twinkling pixies and fairies fluttering above us. They giggle at us and wave to us, for they knew when we could see them and when we could not.

While the angels of the day went home to rest, the pixies and fairies came out to play among the floating froths of heaven's waterfall. As the pixies flew around, they leave trails of pixies' powder, just as the fairies flew around and made the night a faint scent of sweetness. The pixies have a way to tease us humans, as they sprinkle their secret powders here and there, and made us see the sky with a twinkling shade; they never stay put in a place for long, but hop around like busy bees from flowers to flowers. Should we look further with our keen eyes, we can see their garden in the sky. The garden that bears a dual shade of silver and white: the latter in the day, the former in the night. And if we close eyes and listen very carefully, we might hear those flowers of fruitful colors singing a melodious tune that goes like this: whoosh whoosh whoosh.....

A gentle boat rocks on the lake like a graceful swan. It's dark and everywhere is cold, and yet it yields no fear. The cradle of thy heaven and earth rocks to the lullabye of the winds, and offers a hand to those who are weary or sad. Look up into the sky and the cradle is there. O what sight to see, the shimmering nearness of this peaceful lake. How could it be that these fairies and pixies dance all night, and not a sweat of fatigue and burden rests on their brows? How innocent they could be that they do not know; whenever we sigh, a fairy dies; whenever we smile, a fairy revives.

We humans sigh
We humans cry
But the fairies will always be there to make us fine.

The fairies of God
The fairies of Life
The fairies of Love
The fairies that shine.

I guess they all knew, that a breath of God is more powerful than a million sighs of humans.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

MIZPAH

Was working on my maths sums for this pseudo-o-level exam on saturday.
Is have to pass it with at least a distinction...otherwise....i'm unqualified.
Was using these "rough" papers leftover from the printing of OpLumos2 orientation booklet, when i chanced upon this poem that i had stolen from the web and plastered it onto the booklet.
Ha..ha..."plastered" sounds bad...i should say it's "heavenly embroidered onto".......
*wacks myself*
erm ya...so anyway...this poem read me. yup. u din see wrongly wat was written.
THE POEM READ ME.

Sometimes, when u read something, like an ambiguous love poem or sorrowful poem, it means to you only as a catergory of understanding. you bear no personal context for it. It's just objectively, as it is, a love or sorrowful poem.
But when you add your very own relevance to it...
the words seem to come alive....and the poem has a character like that of yours.
It starts to read you.
Carrying the very message for you, of you, with you.


Title of Poem: Mizpah


I sigh sometimes to see thy face,
But since this may not be,
I'll leave thee to the care of Him
Who cares for thee and me.
"I'll keep you both beneath my wings,"
This comforts, dear; one wing o'er thee
and one o'er me,
Will keep us near.

And though our paths be separate,
And thy way is not mine,
Yet coming to the Mercy seat,
My soul will meet with thine.
And "God keep watch 'tween thee and me,"
I'll whisper there.
He blesseth thee, He blesseth me,
And we are near.

By Julia A. Baker.



(o btw, "mizpah" means watchtower, and was the name of a memorial cairn of stones depicted in the bible)

Monday, May 15, 2006

Telepathy

I share a strange connection with Bosy since the day i met her. Erm...ok maybe not since the day i met her, but more like since the day i KNOW her. haha...it is so weird how we are arranged together as if we were magnetic poles placed far apart at the ends of the world and we just start wandering into each other's path (not arms) becos of some strange attraction. haha sounds awfully wrong the way i put it. we sound like we're lovers. but hey! i'm definitely 100% heterosexual and i have no doubts about it (although i know i have the tendencies to appreciate better the aesthetic beauty of females more than guys').

This strange telepathy i share with bosy is the strongest and no one has ever been able to compete and surpass this level between the bosys. once or twice some individuals may surprise me with the "i was thinking about that too!" or the "we just said the same thing at the same time!" or the "we just did the same thing at the same time!"...ya..etcetra etcetra...

but the bosys go beyond that. It has no bounds that limits this incredible and mysterious connection. For bosy's now in australia and im in singapore and yet!! my goodness, we talked about the same tings at the same time; we send letters (after a long pause) at the same time; we even talked about the same stuff in the letters even though we have not communicated for quite some time over msn. The latter was such that i bot her a pen and she was tellin me in her postcard that she bot a pen too. what mundane telepathies we have! and yes...stickers....we just suddenly decided to have funky funny stickers on our envelopes--decision was coincidentally spontaneous!

AHhhhh.....what would i do without a friend as bosy. It's just so amazing. I hope our kids have weird telepathies too haha..and maybe they might decide to marry each other and we can be bosy mothers (its not incest mind u). hahahahahaha...
But i say...such things...let God decide!

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Work

Lumped up in my seat of work, i grumble against the lack of motivation to complete my work way before the dateline. Now my lunch pokes against the tiny walls of my stomach and i know it has not settled in yet. But i am already at my desk, squirming through my work and this is not a good sign for health.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Argh..I can't believe it

Elmo: wanna go clubbing tonite?

Nemo: hahah nahhhh...so surprised u actually asked me

Elmo: heh why? why cannot ask

Nemo: no ma...v out of the blue ma...

Elmo: hehe...so u never go out today

Nemo: got la ..jus now lor

Elmo: heh ok

Nemo: playin my guitar now

Elmo: u learning?

Nemo: ownself learn lor....got internet mah haha
 now my fingers so painful!! argh hahaha

Nemo: oo...the stars are very pretty tonight...take a loook=)
peace be with you=)

Elmo: lol got stars tonite meh

Nemo: go see lor

Elmo: haha