Playing Uno Stacko

managing life, managing relationships, managing work are all like playing uno stacko. pick d wrong block & everything crumbles.

the vase

human relationships are like a vase. once broken, no matter how much glue u use, its nvr gonna hide those cracks.

so this is how it ends

i tot im strong
i tot im prepared
but today, i choked n held back tears as i speak of him to some1 tat barely mattered to me.

im tired
tired that im not given time to b sad
i just had to move along

packing things up n sorting out matters
i wish i was given the chance to not be strong
to just be irresponsible n be stagnant

but im suppose to be strong
at least tats wat everyone tells me
to be strong n to take care of myself n my mum

mayb i shud tell them i dont want to
i refuse to
i just wanna fade away in this ocean of sadness
immerse in the fond memories we had
or torture myself wf the guild of not spending enuf time wf him

time, is not on my side
u are already not here wf me.

the fight in the car

the shouts
the passing buildings
the on going traffics

the friction
the disagreements
the different sects of thinking

as i stood there staring out of window
i heard the heated arguement
both parties hv their stand
i'm not saying who is right or wrong
but i just dint know how to make them stop

tears row down my cheeks
quietly, gently

i started counting the big buildings along the road
n wondered....how could a dysfunction of 1 little entity of a family cause such a stir?

Type A blood

today's topic....
type A ppl must eat more vegetables
type A ppl liver not good must sleep earlier
type A ppl are antisocial
type A ppl are a little of a wierdo

blah blah blah...yak yak yak
since whn she became a pro in blood type analysis?

Tomorrow

Lotsa & lotsa tissue.....checked.

Reunion Dinners

Feb 27th -

its strange, i dont remember d reunion dinners we had
i think i can barely count wf my 10 fingers

every yr frens get excited abt d much anticipated feast on the nite b4 CNY
for me, it was just not something we practice
mayb, we were just mat sallehs trapped in a sleepy town in m'sia.

its ironic.
since dad has been admitted, everyday seems to be reunion day
i kinda look fwd to the weekends these days

i've nvr spent so much time wf my family as a whole
till now

im thinking,
i might get use to this
but it might be too late