Saturday, May 13, 2006
"If you want to view paradise, simply look around and do it. Anything you want to, do it. Want to change the world? There's nothing to it. There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination. Living there, you'll be free, if you truly wish to be."Five and a half gold stars to whoever that can tell me where those words came from? No? Oh my, am i the only one with photographic memory around here? Well, you confused lambs, those words are made famous by our dearest Mr. Willy Wonka. Remember the scene where Wonka took the people to this certain place where everything was edible? He sang these words, in a wonderfully melodic tune. However if you think too hard on these words and their meaning, you might get quite a different view. For example, take this:
'there is no life I know to compare with pure imagination'. Translate that to simple Singaporean english, it simply means Willy Wonka was more than just a little insane.
And all that rambling above was thanks to my exopheric colleaques at McCafe. They got me hooked up on chocolate. NOT the eating part. More of the theory chocolatey part. Like where chocolate came from. How many quotes there are about chocolate. How many movies have been made so far about chocolate. Why Willy Wonka loves chocolate (personally, i find this the most inane). Weird, yes. But *shrugs*...atleast it was a very informative talk. =)
Hadn't been to work for so long...i'm losing my touch. My latte looks like a cappucino...and i made double chocolate without oreo. I think all that mistake is adding up to my frustration of not being able to attend the second session of PSF today. And for you poor rabbits who dun have a clue what that is - it stands for
Poly Stage Factor a.k.a Drama. Yes. iD is in drama.
Go on. Laugh.
But i'm also in MCC -
Malay Cultural Club and possibly, i'm going for the late NRA auditions -
New Revolution Age a.k.a HipHop Dancing. I wanna get as involved as possible. For no apparent reason. Just wanna be the living proof that poly life is equivalent to hell with fluorescent lighting.
And mannn....i so so missed those days i spent walking pass MacD's kiosk and seeing him there, and stopping over to chat. I miss having the same lunch breaks coincidentally. I miss the constant taunting and teasing we get from the other crews and beanies when they see us together. I miss the way my heart skipped two, even three beats, when i caught a glimpse of him. I miss doing the lobby, only to look up and saw him around the escalator there, waiting for me to finish work....and winking at me, resulting in the breakage of two or more plates. I miss the whole atmosphere when there was US - me and him - and MCDONALDS/MCCAFE. In a nutshell, I miss him lah. PERIOD.
Now all i get at work is...."Eh Id, Yanto tak kejer? Dah lamer tak nampak dier.." or "Hellooo. Your boyfriend never work ah? Off ah?" Haha. Darling, darling...wo xiang ni. =)
Let me tell you something, though. If i was put into therapy for depression and lovesick, and the only thing it's doing for me is that i'm spending forty-five minutes of my time every other Tuesday lying through my teeth, then it's no use. Sure, that's partly my fault... But if therapy works so well, I would actually trust the woman I sit in the office of, wouldn't I? My point is that therapy has not and will not done anything for anyone. Only he, who caused it, can cure it.
This is going to sound mushy. This is the part where you go 'man, this gurl is making me puke all over the computer desktop.' So, sue me. When some people would have felt that my problems were too much, when they would have deserted me for fear of the ickle emo girl, you, my dear readers stayed and read. You may hate what you read, but you still do...and for that i thank you. My boyfriend, I belif, have done so much for me too. I owe him my life, even though Yanto might probably say that I won't ever owe him anything more than money. But then again, he's a dumbass. *grins*
Anyway, that isn't the point. The point is, I've said this before, and I'll say it again, only outside of our MSN convos. Dear, I owe you so much more than I can give you, and I love you so much. To the people reading this on litty-witty.blogspot, you guys better realize when a true love and a true friend comes along. Everyone in this world needs at least one of them, and I've been lucky enough to find both...in one wonderful person.
^_^
7:45 PM
