Baby, this is for you...

and your care bear club... niak niak....

You're beautiful

My life is brilliant.

My love is pure.

I saw an angel.

Of that I'm sure.

She smiled at me on the subway.

She was with another man.

But I won't lose no sleep on that,'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

I saw you face in a crowded place,

And I don't know what to do,

'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,

As we walked on by.

She could see from my face that I was,

Fucking high,

And I don't think that I'll see her again,

But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

I saw you face in a crowded place,

And I don't know what to do,

'Cause I'll never be with you.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

There must be an angel with a smile on her face,

When she thought up that I should be with you.

But it's time to face the truth,

I will never be with you.

A grey bear with a blue nose

The oldest, smallest house you can imagine was about to be knocked down. All the things that once made the house nice and cosy has been now thrown outside and piled up in the front garden, from the soft springy bed the owners slept in, to the wooden floorboards they used to walk on...

...And even, surely by some mistake, a little brown bear. He was trapped amongst all the other unwanted things, and he couldn't move. Then one day... a very, very cold day, something fell from the sky... a little snowflake.

It landed on the teddy bear's little nose and was then followed by many more. He began to get very cold, very cold indeed. More and more snow fell, heavier and heavier. The little bear was so cold that his nose started turning blue...

...So cold that his brown fur started turning grey. He was cold, unloved and all alone in the world, and he felt very, very sad. Winter finally passed and the weather got warmer. One beautiful spring day, a little girl was playing near the old house, when she spotted the grey bear in the pile of unwanted things.

He was like no other bear she had ever seen, and she pulled him out from where he was trapped. She dusted him down and lifted him high in the sky to look at him.

"A grey teddy bear.... with a blue nose?" she thought. "How strange!"The teddy bear wanted to cry. He thought she didn't like him and would throw him back with the other unwanted things. "But he's lovely!" she continued, and she fell completely in love with him, She ran home as fast as her little legs would carry her, to see if grandma could patch him up, as a lot of stuffing had fallen out, and he was very much in need of repair.

She looked on as her grandmother replaced his stuffing and patched up his holes. His stiches had started showing where the fur had worn away, but the little girl thought he looked perfect. It was all cosy and warm in the little girl's house and the bear now felt cosy and warm in his heart. However his nose was still blue and his fur was still grey and they would never return to brown. He was unique amongst teddy bears.

The little girl gave him a great big hug. She loved him more than anything else in the world... her little, grey, blue nosed...
...tatty bear...

Poo Poo Poem for me

My Poo Poo man.

He does what he can

To make me happy

Never ever sappy

Careful when he is angry

cos he can deliver a blower

with his poo poo power!

Too Young

I went for an interview this morning at a very high class, taitai type of magazine publisher. I am not sure why they called me in for the interview cos my feeling in the entire interview was that they don't seem to have any intention to hire me at all. One of the reason is that I am a little too young for their target market. Oh well, nowadays even age can work against you.

Nonetheless, I still think things are looking up for me cos I have an interview schedule for tomorrow for an events firm and I am actually looking forward to that interview. Events seems to give me that thrill and the right kinda rush.

Oh well, I shall just wait.

Great Day, Bad Day

I really dunno how to feel today. In some ways it has been such a great day, yet it also has been such a bad day.

Yesterday night, Blacks and I hit a ditch. One of the worse ditches we have ever hit. I don't wanna go into details, I just hope we can pull it off and be ok again. Cos at the moment, it doesn't seem to be ok at all. Wonder if I am thinking too much......Partly due to this, I had a very restless sleep yesterday night.

I love you. Poo Poo Man. PPP or no PPP.

Partly also due to work. Hit a ditch there too. In some ways with this job, I feel like the ham in between to bread, being squash under pressure. The boss of the other department kinda gave me a talking to yesterday when really I feel that it was not my fault whatsoever. I can't help it if my boss changes his mind. My job is basically to translate between 2 people. What control do I have? I am only 1 insignificant pawn in the entire chess board.

My friend hit a ditch too. Some f**king bugger decided to hassle her over basically nothing. Affected her quite badly....poor thing. BACK OFF BUGGER. You are crazy. Sort yourself out first.

Then again, I came to work this morning moody and ready to run myself into the wall, I had the glimmer of hope. The interview I went on Friday, called me back and offered me the job. At the same moment, another company called me for an interview. After much thought, I decided to turn down the job offer. It just doesn't feel right. Maybe Im just shooting myself in the foot but I just didn't get the right feel when I saw the working environment.
But well, at least its an opening of hope.

At the same time, I just got a door slammed in my face again. The job I'm so pending for just rejected me.

Great Day, Bad Day.

To motivate myself; I have put this on my desktop.

Remember:
You are on a low carbohydrates diet.

Less starch, less rich, less noodles, more veggies.

That no matter what you have parents who dote on you,

sisters who are there for you and

you know your boyfriend will always loves you.

You are the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

The sun at the end of the storm.

The light at the end of the tunnel.
*SMILE*

I've striked gold

Yesterday, for the first time in almost a year, I felt really good about myself. Like finally I can see a destination. See fruits of my labour. See light at the end of the tunnel. Walked to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Sure. I am still earning peanuts and quite financially strapped, but I can feel it in my bones that something good is coming. Something GREAT is coming.

Sure. I havent gotten a reply from SQ for the stewardess position. But it doesn't seem so important anymore. If it comes, Great. If it doesn't, I don't think I will beat myself up for it. As my wise sister told me yesterday; "It's not about being beautiful or ugly. Its about whether you look like the generic Singapore Girl." So it just means I don't look generic?

At least I feel there are other stuff coming in. My current work is keeping me very busy but happy. I'm not sure whether I want to do events on a full time basis, mebbe if the money is reasonable. I have half a foot at the door of an FMCG MNC company, an industry which I would really like to go into and I have an interview on Friday for a management trainee position in a Travel Agency, an industry that I have a passion for and think I am suited for it. Nonetheless, I look forward to the future and anticipate what holds for me.

My bestest of best friend went back to Scotland yesterday to pursue her PhD programme. Gawd, I never imagine I would know anyone (especially someone so close) who is/will have a salutation of Dr. That's so cool.