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::paint me your lullaby & i'll paint you mine::
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| .:raindrops:. |
[Nov. 28th, 2008|02:37 am] |
Yesterday I learnt something - that a true friend is one who keeps you dry when it is raining. It's these small little gestures that makes you know how much your friends truly care for you. Most of the time, we just need the reassurance that they still care. That they are still there for us.
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We watched them on Monday. That was the first song that I know from them back in secondary school. And they played it!
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This 2 weeks have been very hectic. Rushing to the hospital every day after work to visit my grandma. Her condition is improving already. Thank God! And then rushing back home to feed the kittens since they are drinking milk from the bottle. After which I will rush to whatever plans I have, which is mostly to meet my friends. They are the ones who keep me sane, especially in times like these.
And TGIF! Fridays seem to come early these few weeks. And very soon it will be the end of the year. Wow!
Yours truly,
noir
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[Nov. 22nd, 2008|03:12 pm] |
In this world of uncertainties, we can only hope and prepare ourselves for whatever that is to come. But no matter how much we do so, it will never be enough to prepare us for the worst.
On Tuesday, my grandma was admitted into the ICU. It was very distressing to see her in that room. All those tubes inserted into her body including her mouth. All those machines around her that make beeping sounds. Even her hands were bound to the sides of the bed. I guess all of us were in shock seeing her in that condition. Most of the time we were just looking at the monitor, silently praying that we do not have to hear the long beep being sounded.
Yesterday when I visited her, she was awake. But the tube in her mouth made it almost impossible for her to talk. And at that moment I realised that she could do nothing except to move her head. She was in a state of utter helplessness - not being able to talk, her hands were tied up and we couldn't even feed her anything. It was truly heartbreaking.
All we can do now is just pray.
And yesterday as I left the ward, a few people came out behind me wailing. They had just lost the head of the family. It was a very somber moment. When you witness a loved one giving out his last breath and when you see his body during his funeral, there's a big difference between the emotions felt between those 2 moments. The shock, the pain, the regret etc that accompanies one on just- and I mean in a matter of seconds- of losing someone is just too much for anyone to bear. Like I said, no matter how much you prepare yourself for the worst, it will somehow never be enough. Bcos even as we prepare ourselves for the worst, we still pray for a glimmer of hope. Hope.
I hope my grandma will be able to overcome this ordeal and recover soon. That will make me feel better. That way I will have a second chance at spending more time with her. Funny that it is in this kind of situation that you start realising the significance of a loved one. That only when you are about to lose someone then you start to hold on tightly to that person.
Yours truly,
noir
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| .:one liner #1:. |
[Nov. 11th, 2008|06:00 am] |
Sometimes we have to learn Life's lessons the hard & painful way.
Yours truly,
noir |
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[Nov. 10th, 2008|10:02 pm] |
I just brought back 3 newborn kittens,
which I found abandoned at a void deck on my way to Grandma's.
One's black.
One's black with golden streaks.
One's white and yellow.
Pumba. Cheetos. Tigre.
I shall call them that. 
Yours truly,
noir
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| .:labyrinth:. |
[Nov. 1st, 2008|04:08 pm] |
There is no line drawn in this world.
There is only your life,
how you messed it up
and who is there to save you
or who isn't.
Yours truly,
noir
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| .:mudik:. |
[Oct. 2nd, 2008|02:06 am] |
To everyone,
Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Fitri
Mohon Maaf Zahir & Batin.
Yours truly,
noir
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| .:train-loaders:. |
[Sep. 28th, 2008|01:13 am] |
This video was taken in Tokyo during the morning rush. The first time I watched it, I was speechless.
That's madness! Imagine being p u s h ed to fit inside the train like a pack of sardines. Never in a million years would I want to experience that. Not even if I want to save the Earth. I'd rather walk.
Yours truly,
noir
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| .:a cup of coffee:. |
[Sep. 26th, 2008|11:13 pm] |
At a cafe in Bangkok, we were entertained by what was printed on the paper cup.
In case the picture doesn't come out clearly, this is what's written at the back of the cup :
To make cappuccino, fiu cup with one shot of espresso.
Add equal part steamed milk.
Ifdesired, top off iith poaned milk.
Try cappuccino senza fiuma; without foamed milk;
cappuccino chiaro with less espresso & more milk,
or cappuccino swro' with mork espresso & less milk.
The picture below shows what's printed in front of the cup.
Yes. Bless you for being so thoughrful. Whatever it says on the cup, we still love coffee.
 Yours truly,
noir |
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| .:forgotten cartoons:. |
[Sep. 21st, 2008|02:47 pm] |
I lived my childhood watching cartoons of the late 80s and the 90s when they were so much better. Have you watched the cartoons now? They are so...intellectual. Way too much dialogues. Even the current Power Rangers does not kick-ass like it used to last time.
Anyways remember these...?
Dungeons And Dragons
The Dreamstone
The Adventures of Teddy Ruxpin
Wuzzles
Denver The Last Dinosaur
Brings back those memories of long hours of sitting in front of the TV. Gives me an adrenaline rush watching those videos again.
Will post more of the nostalgic cartoons.
Yours truly,
noir |
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| .:pills:. |
[Sep. 20th, 2008|09:18 pm] |
One may think we’re alright
But we need pills to sleep at night
We need lies to make it through the day
We’re not ok
One may think we’re doing fine
But if I had to lay it on the line
We’re losing ground with every passing day
We’re not ok
::Guess we can't go back to what we once had::
Yours truly,
noir
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