Monday, July 25, 2005

Stuck in a moment

What happens when you get stuck in a moment and can't get out of it? (like the song by U2 posted below?)
What happens when you're the only one stuck, in a friendship or relationship, while the other party has moved on?
How sad it feels. Is there everlasting friendship or eternal love?
In your teenage years, friendship and love were your world. You lived, breathed and defined your existence by those.
You thought friends would always be there for you. You thought he might be the one to say the magical words "till death do us part".
Till you realised that some friends were only as good as fast food while love's only part of a fairytale.
Oh those growing up years were painful!
With teared eyes, torn heart and a betrayed soul, you pondered over how things could ever reach such bad state.
"How could they ever forget those happy times together? You mean they were as worthless as waste paper?"
Dealt with formidable blows a few times over, you grow up. Hopefully wiser. Probably stronger.
Life really has strange ways to make you stronger, doesn't it?
Not the best ways, but once you managed one hard-fisted blow across your cheek, you're ready to take on the world!
Now, you treasure your friends, but only those who reciprocate with tender, loving care.
Others who care to belong the the "hullo, goodbye" category -- you don't give a hoot anymore! Or is it? Or is there some kind of perverse attraction for friends/ guys who don't care for you? Or is it just that you're a sentimental crap, different from others?
One who cries in movies, who remembers details of happy moments, who is just so you?
You thought you were good together.
Or so you thought.
That's when you get stuck in a moment and can't get out of it.
Escapism?
Or is it?
Hoping things will turn out for the better?
Or is it?
That's where you pray the last verse of the U2 song comes.
"It's just a moment, this time will pass".
When it comes (eventually and hopefully), say this with a smile to all the friends whom you've been good with before / guys that you've liked: " Thanks for all the wonderful memories.They were beautiful and eternal because you were in them. Although you chose to leave, I wish the best for you. Although our paths are no longer one, I'm glad we travelled some distances together." (It's hard to think this way but no harm trying right??)
More importantly, you know you're thankful that you're still surrounded by so many loved ones.
To all my good friends, thank you for your love, care and support. I couldn't say this enough.
My life is beautiful because of you.
Cheers to our memories and future moments that will surely be deeply etched in my heart.
THANK YOU!

"Stuck In A Moment" by U2
I'm not afraid
Of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard

I'm just trying to find
A decent melody
A song that I can sing
In my own company

I never thought you were a fool
But darling look at you
You gotta stand up straight
Carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere baby

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And now you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

I will not forsake
The colors that you bring
The nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing

I am still enchanted
By the light you brought to me
I listen through your ears
Through your eyes I can see

And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it's tough
And you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now

My, oh my
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
Oh love, look at you now
You've got yourself stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm 'til you discover how deep
I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass

And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along this stony pass

It's just a moment
This time will pass

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Mistakes...its purpose in life

Mistakes. People make them.
Some mistakes turn out to be blessings in disguise.
Others make you feel crumbled, make your heart aches unbearably.
How should we view mistakes?

If taken positively:
1) Allow us to see things from different, varied perspectives (but ouch, it's the aftermath, the retrospect of how things could have been done differently.)
2) Prevent us from making the same darn mistakes again!
3) How to know happiness if you don't know pain right?
4) Share your mistakes with others to prevent them from treading the same darn path!

Sorry i'm just crapping. Trying to make myself feel better, after making a mistake that almost gave me a heart seizure.

But seriously, i tink we should never commit the same mistake twice.

The first time you commit a mistake, you're just human.
The second time, you're plain stupid and foolish.
But somehow, most people are just plain stupid and foolish. I'm one of them. I wish i can be a human.

When a train passes you by, wait for the next one. Just make sure you're not totally engrossed reading a book and immersed in your mp3s that you forget to board the next one.

I'm waiting to board the next train, with no books in hand and no music in head. But will it come soon enough?

Thursday, July 21, 2005

I hope you dance

This song by LeeAnn Wormack (posted below) makes you want to stand on top of the mountain, breathe in the fresh air and hollar, " Yoohoooooo!!!" and start jumping around.
So full of hope, faith and possibilities. The best lyrics I've come across so far.
Hope to dedicate the lyrics to anyone who's experiencing the "QUARTER-LIFE CRISIS".
It saddens me how people lose the "kid" in them when they start to work. That because they've grown up, they have to think in certain ways, to act in certain ways to warrant their presence in the "adult world".
Why? Why? Why?
Some lose the sparkle in their eyes. Some seem trampled by the harshness of the "real" world. Worse, some are just walking dead.
I saw how one used-to-be-suave, trim friend was savaged by the so-called "real" world and ballooned into an uncle after stepping out to work. Does assimilation into working world mean growing to be like an uncle? I don't know what he was thinking. That he'll gain more credibility among the uncles, aunties with his widening girth and glowing, oops, growing, stature? Time for wake-up call, I thought.
Whatever happened to passion? To living life the way it should be? To experience whatever richness that life has to offer?
Should working life be such an evil that it saps life away from you, that you no longer know what you're living for? If you're working just for money, hell, get out of your cubicle and start looking for meaningful work.
I dislike it when friends complain incessantly about their work. I want to scream at them: "Did your boss point a gun at you to make you work? Did he give you a murderous stare to coerce you to work?" No, right? SO STOP COMPLAINING ABOUT YOUR WORK!!! DO SOMETHING TO CHANGE YOUR SITUATION!!! But if you choose to stay on, then shut up and do your work conscientiously. You made your choice. Don't go around telling people, "No choice lah, that's life". Wrong. It should be: "No choice lah, that's MY life because i choose to live it miserably, complaining and whining." But please sound the alarm when you're going into your "complain mode", so that i can steer clear.
I think all of us have the power to live different lives from what we are living now. When it's hard to make a choice, just consider: What's the worst scenario should i choose to walk down this path? Most of the time, the worst scenario ain't that terrible or horrific after all. So if the worst is only as such, what's taking you so long to make a decision? Just spend some time to think and make a choice.
I choose to stay faithful to being a "kid" at heart. To marvel at things in life, even if it's just ants crawling over my beloved fruit cake! (I'm kidding...Sobs!! Stupid ants!! I'm starting my extermination exercise soon!!)
And my friend chose to be a big lump of fat. Good luck to him.

"I hope you dance" by LeeAnn Wormack
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out Reconsider
Give the heavens above More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance (Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance (Rolling us along)
I hope you dance (Tell me who)
I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) (Where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

Dance
I hope you dance I hope you dance (Time is a real and constant motion always) I hope you dance (Rolling us along)
I hope you dance (Tell me who) (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) I hope you dance (Where those years have gone) (Tell me who)
I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) (Where those years have gone)

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

My first but almost the last...

I'm late. For 5 yrs in fact.
Finally, ah-hem, I have my very own blog!
Yes, i'm always one of those pple who's always the last to jump onto the bandwagon.
Just pathetically S-L-O-W when it comes to techie stuff.
Or rather, I'm just a technophobe. I get panic attacks when my pc turns blank. I suffer from palpitations when i need to use a new software.
Oh n i'm a direction idiot. (How to spot if one's a direction idiot? Hint: Check whether the person turns to the correct direction when he/she comes out from a public toilet. I usually find myself facing a blank wall after coming out from one. What happens after that? Discretely turns 180 degrees and tiptoes in embarrassment.)
But I've digressed. Way too much.
No urge to write until now. Maybe i've too much pent-up thots which needs some form of release.
So here i am! Writing this msg at the grand, wee hour of 1 a.m when i'm supposed to be catching up on my beauty sleep!
Conclusion after reading my first blog? Spot on!
I'm a gal: one who currently has too much time at hand, thinking about her great, grand future and how to conquer it.
Can i conquer it? Yes, I can!
Why? Because I will!
Cheers, everyone!