my purpose

it's so amusing reading my sister's blog
on how kynan and her spend their time.
it reminds me of how kynan boy called yiyi when im about to leave for work.
when he saw me changed and taking my bag,
he took his dino bag too,
and asked me to put it on for him.
then he said his "ah-goo!" [aka "let's go!"=)]
but when i tell him im going work,
he's still alright to let me leave the house,
and gave me his wet wet kisses on my cheek.
even through the gate he also gave me the last peck=))
and called yiyi when i left his sight..
such a sweet boy right=))
all these for playing with him for the entire afternoon.

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i've been reaching late for work recently.
shall reach super early today.
since i've got nothing much to do today.
The Dream Catcher show is not uploaded.
nothing for me to do.
i've been wanting to catch some movies
alone.
yeah, haven tried doing it alone..
but didnt have much chance with the movie screening time
and my work and sleeping time=((
boo hooo..
shall try to get up early and go catch a movie.
so glad that this weekend im working early shift.
yeahness!
no 4am for me=))
but got something bad to it too..
come on kelly,
be contented with what you have and dont be so greedy!

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i truly believe with the theory of "expect the unexpected."
cos when you expect so much,
usually it wont happen,
or worse,
if the reverse happens.
so so..
kelly, stop dreaming!
if you want,
then dream on!

-If life is as simple as it can be, then it wouldn't be worth living. cos you will never feel the great sense of satisfaction. When asked, why you choose to be a student councillor, i'll usually reply, "to feel the sense of satisfaction." i shall continue with that purpose in life...-

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What if you realize,

you are like a candle?
fragrant
beautiful
mystic
but slowly
the blaze,
melts away your layers
shedding your past
spilling your secrets
across
the table
dripping into the carpet
pooling into puddles of memories
thick
molten
experience
which dry and harden
into patterns
when it's over
we're really tiny black wicks
who burn themselves out
all that really matters
is if our experiences
have bled into others
to create something
far greater
or
if we're nothing
but a puddle
of ourselves