Dear Landlord.....

Dear Landlord,

I need to sleep alot because I feel tired having to travel everyday for approx. 1.5 hours.
I feel extremely tired after working and travelling.
I feel sleepy having to wake up so early in the morning and especially I don't sleep early at night.
So I think, I may not be able to listen to you chatting repetitively on and on about anything and everything everynight after my bedtime.

I think it is best for me to move to somewhere closer to the city.
I think it is so much easier for me not having to stress on the train catching and train transition period.
I think it is nice if I am able to catch up with friends at night after work and still being able to go home in peace.
So I think, I would like the idea of mine, to move out sometime end of this year.

All my friends are in the city, and I feel lonely plus homesick staying in Clayton.
Not when you all are around though, but that only last for one month.

I have to be sorry for not being able to stay in your house till your beloved daughter comes back from England to stay..... because I really think its tiring me out, and I may not be a good housekeeper if I am tired and always not at home.

If only I could send you this letter to tell you......

I am Glad, yet not completely.

I emailed tacia,
It is not aneurysm,
I am so glad but,
Complication she said,
Is similar to aneurysm,
Which means,
There ain't nothing worth to be glad about.

I am worried still,
I am frustrated still,
I am confused still,
I am problemed still.

Thinking, thinking, thinking......

It sucks being one who can't help in nothing but
Just worrying and praying.
Especially the someone you need to help is
Someone you care and love so much.

How? Why? When? Where? I don't know.

I want to know,
I need to know,
I have to know,
I wish to know,
I really ought to know...

Please let me know...
I will but phone card tomorrow...

I feel intruded,
I feel lost of privacy,
I feel lost of freedom,
I feel frustrated.

I wanna go home.

Patience..................

Patience is virtue,
for it test your

ability,
capacity,
competency,
gravity,
honesty,
modesty,
power,
purity,
quality,
temperance and,
strength

My blardy strength is so gonna be weaken by my blardy patience....
A ZA A ZA FIGHTING~!!!

How you gonna feel when you have to face,
an indian customer being so "mou lei chui lao"
and so "pan sai ye" ?
I just smiled at her and appologized to keep her mouth shut.

How you gonna feel when you woke up so early in the morning,
only to catch the earlier train to get to work,
but the train delayed and thus have to miss another train by 30 SECONDS,
and so ma as well waking up 15 minutes later to catch the 15 minutes later train,
to get to work the same time via the same train.

stupid shit idiot

Quiet weekend...

I feel tired.
I feel like retiring.
I feel like relaxing.
I feel like sleeping.
I feel like cozing in my little tiny cutie room.
I feel like listening to my favourite songs in my room.
I feel like isolating myself, again.

I feel that one night or day, one weekend or week, one month or year of quiet night(s) ain't gonna be enough.

I am a greedy pig.

Cold Spring.....

Rainy spring,
As September ends,
Cold spring,
As September ends.

Its spring,
As September ends,
What a wet spring,
As September ends.

I don't want September to end coz',
I don't like rainy, cold and wet spring.
But I do want September to end so,
I could go home........^_^

What a lame poem.....

I need to speak...

I think I have a problem,
but I don't know what problem I am having,
I still think I have a problem,
but I don't know how to find out my problem...

I found that while working today I,
wasn't as enthusiasted as I've always been,
wasn't as happy,
wasn't as comfy,
wasn't as chatty,
wasn't as energetic,
so was it my sore throat+headache+voicelessness the causes of my "problem"?

I was quite emo today cause I,
actually felt the need,
the urge,
the long,
the desire,
to be home,
to feel home,
to have a home.

I was tear-dropping on my way home in the train, listening to my favourite song "mui kui suet wa"..... dammit

I hate, I hate it, I so hate to know,
people that are bitchy, trying to bitch, trying to act like a bitch and bitches other people,
although that particular person is such a hot or pretty babe, but she is a pitch black bitch that bitches.
I still hate to see,
people that are so fake and selfish,
although that particular person can be as loving as a lovey bird to the people she loves,
but she is still a bias faker who is inconsiderate, cold-hearted and childish fishmonger.