There was a beautiful sheet of glass that had many beautiful facets of colour
Glasses are fragile...it needs to be handled with care
Overtime...if you mishandled it...there will be cracks
But sometimes....the more you handle it
the higher chances that accidents will happen and it will be broken
Sometimes this can be fixed, you can gloss over the cracks and hide it
But unfortunately, most often that not....
once the cracks appear....there will be more and more appearing
I tried so hard to keep the cracks at bay
I don't think it is of my mishandling
But I am trying to do my best to fix it
I try to gloss it over with lots of vaneer paint
But I don't think I'm fixing the problem
Sooner or later....the glass will crumble to million pieces
There goes another broken dreams......
Monday, February 23, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Valentine's Day
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Okay it does not mean that much anymore, especially since there is no loved one to celebrate it with. But to me...in the hey days of 'being in luvvv' everyday is Valentine's day...everything was sweet and rosy...and nobody could do any wrong....Talk about looking at things from rose-tinted glasses....Ha Ha!!
This reminds me of a poem that I received many many years ago. Amazingly, I could still remember most of the lines. I guess it was because during 'our' times together, we kept on repeating this. Oh.... bittersweet memories...I didn't regret being together but I regretted being together that long and both of us were too coward to end it. Anyway, we finally did it and I am glad we have both moved on with our respective lives.
Now I am dedicating this to all my close friends.. I appreciate every attention, help and support that each of you have given me. But don't get any wrong idea with the last paragraph eh....
that was purely from the 'ex'.
I know its been sometime
Since we had some quiet moment together
There's been so many schedules to follow
Appointments to keep
Little details to take care of...
But through all this busy times
I know there one think I could depend of no matter what
Your love...
You always try to be there for me
And even though I haven't told you often enough
I hope you know I appreciate every little things you did for me
I hope one day soon
we can get away from it all
When we are all alone
I'll tell you how very special you are to me
And when I run out of words
I'll show you...........
(anon)
This reminds me of a poem that I received many many years ago. Amazingly, I could still remember most of the lines. I guess it was because during 'our' times together, we kept on repeating this. Oh.... bittersweet memories...I didn't regret being together but I regretted being together that long and both of us were too coward to end it. Anyway, we finally did it and I am glad we have both moved on with our respective lives.
Now I am dedicating this to all my close friends.. I appreciate every attention, help and support that each of you have given me. But don't get any wrong idea with the last paragraph eh....
that was purely from the 'ex'.
I know its been sometime
Since we had some quiet moment together
There's been so many schedules to follow
Appointments to keep
Little details to take care of...
But through all this busy times
I know there one think I could depend of no matter what
Your love...
You always try to be there for me
And even though I haven't told you often enough
I hope you know I appreciate every little things you did for me
I hope one day soon
we can get away from it all
When we are all alone
I'll tell you how very special you are to me
And when I run out of words
I'll show you...........
(anon)
I'm Moving On
I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
I've found my strength in my moments of weakness
I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone
Its time to move on
I’ll sell what I could and packed what I couldn't
I've loved like I should but lived like I shouldn't
I had to lose everything to find out
Maybe forgiveness will find me (or you my dear friend) somewhere down this road
I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
I also know most of the shops and streets
They called me Ms Wanchai, a title I deserve
Each one is different but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it
I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong
I have to let go..
I'm movin' on..........
I've found my strength in my moments of weakness
I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone
Its time to move on
I’ll sell what I could and packed what I couldn't
I've loved like I should but lived like I shouldn't
I had to lose everything to find out
Maybe forgiveness will find me (or you my dear friend) somewhere down this road
I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
I also know most of the shops and streets
They called me Ms Wanchai, a title I deserve
Each one is different but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it
I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong
I have to let go..
I'm movin' on..........
Letting Go
The time is drawing nearer …its time to let go once again. I ave gone thru the letting go process many many times throughout my life but each time….it is harder to let go…..
Maybe it is sign of aging? My mom used to be strong and scoffed at people who cry but now …at the age on 60+, she is a drama queen and will cry at a drop of a hat.
Or…maybe it is her way of getting attention from her wayward children? Oh well…., that seemed to work though.
The time has come and I have to let go of this place. Surprisingly, despite the shoebox size dwellings, car-less and living on middle income-pay and lifestyle, I like working and living here. I supposed it is because along the way I’ve made friends with some remarkable people and the past 2 years flew by with so much ‘happenings’ that sure outlived my other experiences elsewhere both in my professional and personal live.
As I wrote earlier, time flies when you are having a good time and so…now, the end is near….I will have to let go. Its time to go back to my nest.
When? Soon………very, very soon…….
......we walk by the beach collecting shells...but not all we collect...some we may leave it behind…. (anon)
Maybe it is sign of aging? My mom used to be strong and scoffed at people who cry but now …at the age on 60+, she is a drama queen and will cry at a drop of a hat.
Or…maybe it is her way of getting attention from her wayward children? Oh well…., that seemed to work though.
The time has come and I have to let go of this place. Surprisingly, despite the shoebox size dwellings, car-less and living on middle income-pay and lifestyle, I like working and living here. I supposed it is because along the way I’ve made friends with some remarkable people and the past 2 years flew by with so much ‘happenings’ that sure outlived my other experiences elsewhere both in my professional and personal live.
As I wrote earlier, time flies when you are having a good time and so…now, the end is near….I will have to let go. Its time to go back to my nest.
When? Soon………very, very soon…….
......we walk by the beach collecting shells...but not all we collect...some we may leave it behind…. (anon)
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Living in Midlevels
I ran into one of my biggest client this morning while in the bus to work. He is the Regional Director of the cancer drugs division (which gets the biggest spending money in all the drug divisions), monthly income of more than HKD100k with fully paid accommodation plus the company yatch. And he takes the bus to work each day………well this is Hong Kong.
Unlike other Asian cities, in HK almost everybody use public transportation especially those staying in HK island . Midlevels, the area where I am currently living is a popular residential area with expats. The public transportation is efficient and frequent, you don’t really need to drive when you are here.
Every morning from Monday to Friday you will see upper middle-income locals and expats, be it Asians or Caucasians white collar workers in suits and ties scrambling into buses or walking down the escalator to Central. Ladies in designer coats, bags and stilettos, men in Brook Bothers with sleek looking brief case or smart back-packs clutching and twiddling with their blackberries and iPods.
For the long commuters especially those taking the train in HK, playing games/watching movies on Wii, Itouch screens are common. As for ladies with stilettos, you will most probably see the local ladies in stilettos but expats will sensibly clad themselves in comfortable loafers or court shoes for walking comfort and will only slip into their stilettos once they reach office. You’ll be amazed at how these ladies could walk gracefully on the rough pavements in their 3-4 inch stilettos. I
Then after the morning rush hour subsides, it is time for the maids to walk the dogs (all breeds and sizes) . This is the time for them to get together with their counterparts and exchange latest gossips while the pooches get to stretch their 4 legs or empty their bladder by any poles, boxes or walls… So beware! Watch where you are going and do not step on any puddle of water coz that is definitely dog pee!
Sometimes you will also see a group of ‘power mommies’ with their Bugaboo Cosatto Maclaren prams and buggies on their way to nearby HK Park for morning excise with their babies and toddlers. They will be moving in a group of 3 or more and once, I saw a group of 11 ….forming a long train and shouting ‘baby passing, baby passing!’ to those who block their way.
I call them ‘Power Mommies’, the epitomized modern moms with high spending powers, highly educated semi-retired professionals who takes time off full-time work in order to concentrate on their young families. They are resourceful, young and energetic and they move in groups clad in their Juicy Couture velour track suit, Dita eyewear and RL caps…...oh!!!! How I sooo wannabeee……not power mommy (I’ll leave that to the maid) but more power wife…yes!
Then in late afternoon…it’s the time for the older children to come back from schools or tuitions. This is the scene that put me off. The young brats (from 5 to 16?) will be walking ahead, head held high while their maids will carry their numerous assortment of bags: school bag, lunch bag, sports bag, music instruments bag………. Spoilt, rotten brats!!!!! You’ll see lots of this during weekends too when they go for their music lessons, dancing lessons, art classes and tuitions.
And soo…that is the everyday scene in here. I suppose there is other similar scene elsewhere but I kinda like it here. I like the daily people watching, observing (and making wise-cracks) on their clothing and accessories, admiring the cute lil’ doggies and of course….
Unlike other Asian cities, in HK almost everybody use public transportation especially those staying in HK island . Midlevels, the area where I am currently living is a popular residential area with expats. The public transportation is efficient and frequent, you don’t really need to drive when you are here.
Every morning from Monday to Friday you will see upper middle-income locals and expats, be it Asians or Caucasians white collar workers in suits and ties scrambling into buses or walking down the escalator to Central. Ladies in designer coats, bags and stilettos, men in Brook Bothers with sleek looking brief case or smart back-packs clutching and twiddling with their blackberries and iPods.
For the long commuters especially those taking the train in HK, playing games/watching movies on Wii, Itouch screens are common. As for ladies with stilettos, you will most probably see the local ladies in stilettos but expats will sensibly clad themselves in comfortable loafers or court shoes for walking comfort and will only slip into their stilettos once they reach office. You’ll be amazed at how these ladies could walk gracefully on the rough pavements in their 3-4 inch stilettos. I
Then after the morning rush hour subsides, it is time for the maids to walk the dogs (all breeds and sizes) . This is the time for them to get together with their counterparts and exchange latest gossips while the pooches get to stretch their 4 legs or empty their bladder by any poles, boxes or walls… So beware! Watch where you are going and do not step on any puddle of water coz that is definitely dog pee!
Sometimes you will also see a group of ‘power mommies’ with their Bugaboo Cosatto Maclaren prams and buggies on their way to nearby HK Park for morning excise with their babies and toddlers. They will be moving in a group of 3 or more and once, I saw a group of 11 ….forming a long train and shouting ‘baby passing, baby passing!’ to those who block their way.
I call them ‘Power Mommies’, the epitomized modern moms with high spending powers, highly educated semi-retired professionals who takes time off full-time work in order to concentrate on their young families. They are resourceful, young and energetic and they move in groups clad in their Juicy Couture velour track suit, Dita eyewear and RL caps…...oh!!!! How I sooo wannabeee……not power mommy (I’ll leave that to the maid) but more power wife…yes!
Then in late afternoon…it’s the time for the older children to come back from schools or tuitions. This is the scene that put me off. The young brats (from 5 to 16?) will be walking ahead, head held high while their maids will carry their numerous assortment of bags: school bag, lunch bag, sports bag, music instruments bag………. Spoilt, rotten brats!!!!! You’ll see lots of this during weekends too when they go for their music lessons, dancing lessons, art classes and tuitions.
And soo…that is the everyday scene in here. I suppose there is other similar scene elsewhere but I kinda like it here. I like the daily people watching, observing (and making wise-cracks) on their clothing and accessories, admiring the cute lil’ doggies and of course….
ogling (and drooling) over good looking lads. Haha!!
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