Tinki Talks

To The Future!

And the FlowerOfTheDay is, once again, the Lisianthus (Eustoma): "Flower of the Future"!

Tada!

*claps*

That was what the flowers looked like on the 25th of November – just three days ago. Heck, I bought me one of nature's miracles! This bunch had three different colour flowers blooming from just one stalk! Cool, huh? Everybody say, "Waaa."

Well, I took another set of pics a day after cos they were just oh-so-pwetty. I totally went crazy with the digicam. CRAZY! All hail digital cameras and film-less technology. Snap here, snap there. From every which angle possible. Haha. Thank goodness I don't have a roommate. She'd think I were freakishly-insanely-obsessed with the flowers. Sigh.

*blinks*

Come, come! Let me show you the wonder of the Eustoma.

Firstly, there's PURPLE from the bigger,
already-opened-before-being-imported blooms.
The sweet, wintery pastel kind. So nice!

Next, there's the classic WHITE from the smaller,
we-were-blooming-midway-when-those-stupid-humans
-cut-us-from-mama-tree blooms. Hmmm. As you can see,
they aren't exactly pure white. They have a very, very, very
pale shade of green. Just that slight tinge that gave off an effect I liked. =)

And finally, there was the very funky LIME GREEN from the
teeny-tiny-killed-before-birth-and-never-gonna-see-the-sun buds.
So refreshing! The perfect topping for the perfect flower.

All in all, I got me TWO fully bloomed purple buds, TWO recently-bloomed white ones, FOUR half-white-half-green-on-the-way-there buds, and SIX tiny lime green fresh-looking-but-going-nowhere buds. That's a grand total of FOURTEEN buds! A pretty good buy, no? And all this for just RM3. Hah! Whoever said imported flowers were expensive just didn't know where to shop.

They still look pretty hot now, actually (much to my surprise). In fact, I think they look better now than they did when I took the pictures. The purple flowers still look okay, all the half-bloomed buds are close to being in full bloom while the really small buds are now… well, still buds. Haha. Apparently they don't bloom anymore since they're imported. Only the half-bloomed ones continue blooming till they reach maturity though they don't change colour anymore. Hmmm.

Well, one last look, guys!
All three colours up-close.

*sighs*

So nice.

*blinks and shakes head*

Anyways…

*raises glass*

…TO THE FUTURE!

May it bring me and you plenty of good times to be cherished,
good friends along our way and a host of unforgettable experiences!

As I was reminded on the 19th of November 2006: -

For the future to become the present, something in life must die.
It's time to move on for as we hold on to what's past,
greater things lie dormant, patiently awaiting our embrace.

*clink*

p/s: If you guys were blur about the title and the last part,
the flowers are also known as the "Flower of the Future".

*blinks*

Sheesh. I don't believe I just explained my post.

Post-less

I shall not post tonight. I shall not post tonight. I shall not post tonight. I shall not post tonight. I shall not post tonight.

I. Shall. Not. Post. Tonight.

*frowns*

Dang. I think I just did.

A Father's Love

No other love on Earth compares to the self-sacrificing love of a parent.

So tell me, if an earthly father can give of himself so fully in order to give his son the experience of living a life like everybody else, what more is our Father in heaven willing to give up for us? Not just an experience at living a normal life. No. A whole lot more – the eternal experience of life everlasting. How awesome is that?

And guys, there's another one here that I found. It goes with the song from my earlier post. I think I liked and understood this version better after I saw the documentary. Both are beautiful in their own way. Both touch and pull at the heartstrings just as greatly. But then again, the best love stories need not the help of words, right?

Enjoy.

This post is dedicated to Dick and Rick Hoyt
– the father-and-son team from Massachusetts.

I Can Only Imagine

Artist: MercyMe
Song Title: I Can Only Imagine

I can only imagine what it will be like
When I walk by Your side
I can only imagine what my eyes will see
When Your face is before me
I can only imagine (Yeah)

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus,
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence,
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine when that day comes
And I find myself standing in the sun
I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship You
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory,
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus,
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence,
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine

Surrounded by your glory,
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you Jesus,
Or in awe of you be still?
Will I stand in your presence,
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship you
I can only imagine

What is it that we do when time stands still and we find ourselves face to face with God? What do we do then? What are we expected to do? This song got me thinking about what I'd do. Hmmm. Honestly, I don't know. Perhaps I'd just gape in awe and wonder at the sight of Him. Or perhaps I'd run right up to Him, hug Him tight, shower Him with kisses upon kisses and drown Him in the sea of 'thank-yous' I have stored up for Him thus far. Hmmm. I don't know.

Or do we actually get down to doing what we do best? Like say, sing, dance or act? Will we all be doing solos or do we do all fall in line and do the same thing in unison? Are we even able to do anything at all? Or do we just stand, captured by the beauty of the God we serve? Are we even allowed to stand up there? Or do we kneel? Hmmm. Alternatively, I'd prefer to fly. But can I? I don't know. Will I be allowed to if I could? I also don't know. Hmmm.

You know what? Reading back on what I wrote in the paragraph before this one, if we all got to do what we do best on earth, hmmm. It'd be quite interesting to see an A-Class preacher preaching The Word of God to God, Himself. Hmmm. So maybe that's out. Arrgh, I don't know. If I'm this messed down here on Earth, I sure hope that things'll clear up once I get up there. Haha.

"Surrounded by Your glory,
What will my heart feel?"

I wonder what my heart would feel.
I wonder how I'd feel.
To finally be standing before the King of Kings, Himself.

Wow.

I can only imagine.

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All I will do is forever worship You.

Blood Red Roses

Tinki got roses today. Last night. Hmmm. Today. Arrgh. Same diff.

See! So nice! This particular one was her favourite bloom of the lot. Tinki got eight altogether. EIGHT! Yay! One for every other day of the week, and two for last night. Uh, today. Whatever. You get what Tinki means.

*sigh*

Brad wed woses sho nishe!
(No, I didn't forget. I'm still baby-crazy.)

*sigh*

Tinki's happy.

Sorry. Correction.

Tinki's very happy.

*smile*

Everybody

Artist: Keith Urban
Song Title: Everybody

So here you are now, nowhere to turn
It's just the same old yesterday
And you made a promise to yourself
That you were never gonna be this way
And the only thing that you've ever known is to run
So you keep on driving faster into the sun

But everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes

Don't have to find your own way out
You gotta voice, let it be heard
Just when it feels you're on a dead-end road
There's always somewhere left to turn

So don't give up now
You're so close to a brand new day
Yes, you are
And if you just can't bear to be alone, I'll stay

Cause everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes

Well, maybe I been too caught up
To see what you've been going through
And all that I can say is, I'm here now

And everybody needs somebody sometimes (you know you do)
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Just a little left to save me
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Gotta have someone beside you
Gotta have someone beside you
Yes, ya do, yes, ya do
Everybody
Everybody needs somebody sometimes

I run.

I mean, seriously. I run.
Not literally.
But nevertheless, I run anyways.

"So here you are now, nowhere to turn
It's just the same old yesterday
And you made a promise to yourself
That you were never gonna be this way
And the only thing that you've ever known is to run
So you keep on driving faster into the sun"

Okay, fine. I don't run. What I do is I stop running and just turn towards another path and walk down it instead. Yeah, THAT's what I do. I turn… and then I start running. Haha. When bad times come along, I tend to push whatever I feel aside. Bury it under my sweet-Softlan-smelling laundry. Sweep it under my cuddly-queen-sized bed. Keep in under lock and key… then proceed to throw away the key or at least forget where I place it. I'll deal with it later… or never at all. Haha. It depends on whether I'll eventually have to. If I do, it'll come to me in due time, won't it? If I don't, all the better. Escapism – the sweetest escape of them all.

"Don't have to find your own way out
You gotta voice, let it be heard
Just when it feels you're on a dead-end road
There's always somewhere left to turn"

I don't willingly share much – not with family, not with friends, not with the closest of friends. Spilling my heart out leaves me vulnerable. It makes me feel weaker than I want to be. I feel weaker than I want you to think I am. I don't like feeling that way. But then again, it's nice to have somebody sometimes. So… I'm learning. I'm learning to share. I'm learning to allow those around me to care. It's scary, but thrilling to open myself up to others. Now I know that someone other than myself has my best interest at heart. Yeah, it's nice to have somebody sometimes.

See, over the past year or two, I discovered what it's like to have friends who are there through thick and thin, through the best of times and the worst. They help me love life better, live life better, appreciate what life has to offer me better. Such friends don't come by too often, do they? I'm glad I found my share of them. I can only try to be their share as well.

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Note to Self
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You don't always have to be that tough.
Everybody needs somebody sometimes.

*smiles*

Okay.

T.I.R.E.D

*rubs right eye*

I.
Am.
So.
Tired.

*rubs left eye*

Need.
Sleep.
Now.

Zzz.

*snore*

Me & U

Artist: Cassie
Song Title: Me & U

[INTRO]
Baby, tell me if you like it
It's Me & U now, I've been waitin
Think I'm gonna make that move now
Baby, tell me how you like it

[VERSE 1]
You've been waiting so long, I'm here to answer your call
I know that I shouldn't have had you waiting at all
I've been so busy, but I've been thinking 'bout: what I wanna do with you
I know them other guys, they've been talking 'bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good, they wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
Now it's Me & U

[HOOK]
It's Me & U now (uh) I've been waiting (waitin')
Think I'm gonna make that move now
Baby, tell me if you like it (tell me if you like it)
It's Me & U now, I've been waitin
Think I'm gonna make that move now
Baby, tell me how you like it

[VERSE 2]
I was waitin for you to tell me you were ready
I know what to do if only you would let me
As long as your cool with it I'll treat ya right
Here is where you wanna be
I know them other guys, they've been talkin 'bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good they wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me, too
And now it's Me & U

[CHORUS]
It's Me & U now, uh (Baby, it's)
I've been waitin (Me & U)
Think I'm gonna make that move now (I'm thinkin 'bout making that move)
Baby, tell me if you like it (Tell me if you like it, uh huh, hey!)
Think I'm gonna make that move now (gonna make a move)
Baby, tell me how you like it (yeah)

[BRIDGE]
Baby I'll love you all the way down (uh)
Get you right where you like it
I promise you'll like it (I swear)
Just relax and let me make that move (It's our secret, babe)
We'll keep it between Me & U

[CHORUS]
It's Me & U now (oh yeah, yeah)
I've been waitin;
Think I'm gonna make that move now (move now)
Baby, tell me if you like it (tell me if you like it)
It's Me & U now (yeah yeah, uh)
I've been waitin'
Think I'm gonna make that move now (gonna make a move now)
Baby, tell me how you like it (uh huh)

It's Me & U now (Me & U)
I've been waitin (its just Me & U)
Think I'm gonna make that move now (its just us two)
Baby, tell me if you like it (its just me and you now)
It's Me & U now (oh, waiting)
I've been waitin (real long, I've been waitin')
Think I'm gonna make that move now (gonna make a move now)
Baby tell me if you like it

This is one very, very sexy song.

Mmm hmmm.
Uh huh.
Hot hot hot!
Sizzle sizzle scorch!

*blink blink*

Okay, okay. Sorry. I'll stop.

She dances. Hmmm. But I don't really like her dancing style. Hmmm. But she's quite good with the moves. Fine. Way to go, Cassie. One point for you. Thing is, it wasn't the dancing that first got me hooked on the song. The song itself is to-die-for! I really like it. No, wait. I really, really, really like it. It even SOUNDS steamy! So cool, right? Haha. Me likes! Not many songs give off this vibe. Another one that managed it really well was Insatiable by Darren Hayes, but that was way back in 2002. It's been too long a while. So now, it's Cassie in da house! Yum!

Ooo ooo! Deviating for a minute here, I checked out Darren Hayes' biography and look this was the final Q&A from the session: -

"What is one thing you don't have that you want?: Babies."

YOU ROCK, DARREN! Me also same same!

*blink*

Anyways, back to Cassie. I'm not sure if her other singles are doing well or even if she has other singles. But as for this one, I think it's mighty fine. Honestly, I really wouldn't mind more of such work. They don't come up with enough of such tunes actually. You know? The kind that gives off subtly sexual euphemisms that hint at the nature of the song and the message sent, but at the same time remains tasteful and classy, not skanky. Nice. I like it.

What More Could A Girl Want?

The sun already came up and went down on the 21st of November but I'm still smiling as I type on my laptop, thinking about the day that just went by and all the events that came along with it.

From lollipops and speeches on chairs to a movie,
good food, a "branded" tee, messages and a kick-ass,
tear-jerking website.

…

From recycled boxes to be feared to wads of balled up cash.

…

From car accidents to being pleasantly surprised with
a birthday song and a cake from the-people-behind-the-lorry.

…

From being sabo-ed to sweet sweet payback on
the-girl-in-the-room-next-door.

…

From wake-up calls to a pretty dozen rose bouquet.

…

From the Tandoori Chicken hunt to dinner at TSB.

I loved it all!

Thanks, guys.
Thanks for making my day
a day as great as it was.

Lots of love and hugs,
enough to go around.

So, what more could a girl want on her birthday?

Nothing.

That's what.

*smiles*

Sabo-ed

*sniffle*

You know how sometimes, somethings happen that confuse you a the point where you don't know whether to laugh or to cry? Well, I was given the chance at that experience today. Zippedy-doo-dah for me.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

Okay, so here's how the story goes. I fell victim to a car accident fraud. Sigh. Scary things happen in the Klang Valley, my friends. It's not safe here. Not even in supposedly safe housing estates or neighbourhoods. Not even in our own homes, I tell ya. Always watch your back and keep your eyes and ears open. You never know who's out there roaming the streets and hiding behind lorries just waiting to attack you. Yeah, you got that right. I got attacked, too. Sigh. I should have seen it coming. I should have seen THEM coming.

Check out the Sabo Team '06 and their poor victim – lil' OLD me.

*blinks*

Uh, no pun intended.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

And will you look at that. Just look at that! The bugger furthest to the right who was crouching behind the sofa had ketchup in his left hand! Oh, puh-leeze. Just cos it's balled into a fist don't think that I don't know, okay. I may need glasses but I'm not blind, okay. I smell out rats like you from miles away, okay. Don't mess with Tinki in her house, okay. Sure to kena ketchup back, okay.

*huffs*

Plus, now, it's all in the pictures. All the proof I'd ever need. You're dead meat. Same goes to those who sabo-ed me whilst we were taking our first group pic. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Ketchup was my enemy; it is now my friend. Getting even is going to be a heap load of fun. Heh heh.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

Well, my most trusted friend of the night?

Introducing 'Mr Ambi Pur: After Tobacco', high quality real perfume
that doesn't cause messy staining with instant and longer lasting freshness
that's consistent in fragrance from the first to the last spray.

*clap clap*

Mr Pur, I feel so much safer when you're around. I know I can always count on you to protect me from savage wild beasts who roam the living room with soiled hands as well as from wannabe negotiators. You're a good friend. That, you are. You don't smell half bad either. Good on ya.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

Aih, stress betul!

It was Mafia in REAL LIFE, I tell ya.
TRUST NO ONE!
NO ONE AT ALL!
No. One.

…or you risk getting a cheek full of ketchup and a chin full of cream.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

But really…
Thanks guys. I had a blast.

*smile*

And don't worry.

*mischievous glint in eye*

The story doesn't end here.
Wait till it's YOUR day.
That's when the fun really begins.

*evil grin*

Just you wait.

*snicker*

Mama

NOTICE: This is considered a very personalized-ish post by Tinki Talks standards.

*frowns*

Perhaps I should start one of those rating systems like those 18SX or 18PL thingys. Think that'd work better as opposed to having a notice each time posts get too narcissistic or personal for Tinki Talks? Hmmm. But then again, I like writing those notices. It's a heap load of fun when I'm dead bored. Hmmm. Will think about it some more.

*clears throat*

ANYWAY, the most amazing thing happened today!!!

I was on kid-watch again this Sunday morning. Couldn't wait to lay my hands on a number of kids (in a good, holy and pure way, of course) whom I've missed over the week. Got up and was all prepared to look 'teacher-y' – one's gotta play the part through and through, you know? =p

I put on my glasses.

…It's supposed to make me look smarter and more intelligent so that they'll respect Teacher Pam for her brains. Also, the glasses help me freak the kids out when I stare them in the eyes for making too much noise. *snicker*

I pinned up my fringe.

…Some kids grow up with hair fetishes. It's creepy. They like eating hair – chewing on it. Yuck. Also, pinning it up and keeping my fringe out of my face helps keep cookie crumbs and Mamee out of my hair.

I wore slippers.

…We have to take off whatever's on our feet before we can enter the children's room. Yes, yes. We care for your children's health and safety. Their lives and hygiene are our priority. No shoes or slippers allowed.

And I wore long sleeves.

…It helps when you're taking care of the younger kids cos it doesn't kill the skin on your arms when you hold or carry them for long periods of time. Plus, it's too much trouble bringing a jacket along in case I got cold. I've got kids to keep an eye out for. A tag-along jacket's too much of a hassle.

So… Back to the subject at hand.

While watching out for one of the very-cute-but-more-"sticky" kids, something happened which made my heart soar! I think the little fella probably forgot that his mom already left and that I was watching him or something. I don't know. But I don't care. Haha. Because, he played with his food, fed me some really really good tasting biscuits, asked for water, ate Mamee, turned to me…

*pause inserted for added suspense*

…and called me "Mama".

*blinks*

Say what?

*blink blink*

Did…did…did… you. uh. like. uh. just. call. me. "Mama"?

*pulls determined face*

I WANNA HAVE A KID!

Aww. So cute! Me likes! Lots!

*frowns*

NOW NOW NOW!

*blinks again*

Sniff.

*frowns again*

Darn it. My equation's going the wrong way.

Guy first, baby second, woman!

Aaarrrrgh! Noooooo!

*frowns again*

How now?

*pouts*

Bleh.

I Made It Through The Day

Artist: Keith Urban
Song Title: I Made It Through The Day

As I turn out the light and bow my head to pray
The answered prayer I'm thankful for
Is I made it through the day

Well her leavin' took its toll on me
And it took a lot of faith
To find the strength to carry on
But I made it through today

Oh I was guilty of takin' her heart for granted
Lettin' love slip through my hands
'Til I was empty-handed
And now I know how much I have and I ain't gonna lose it
'Cause I've been given a second chance
And I intend to use it

I'm not tryin' to change the world
I'm just tryin' to find my way
And I still stumble now and then
But I made it through today

Whoa I was guilty of takin' this life for granted
Lettin' time slip through my hands
'Til I was empty-handed
Now I know how much I have and I ain't gonna lose it
'Cause I've been given a second chance
And I intend to use it

As I turn out the light and bow my head to pray
The answered prayer I'm thankful for
Is I made it through today
Mmm-mmm I made it through today
Mmm-mmm I made it through today
Mm-hmm mm-hmm

Thank you, Daddy.
I made it through the day.
Couldn't have done it without You.

I love you.

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"As I turn out the light and bow my head to pray
The answered prayer I'm thankful for
Is I made it through the day"

Probably Wouldn't Be This Way

Artist: LeAnn Rimes
Song Title: Probably Wouldn't Be This Way

Got a date a week from Friday with a preacher's son
Everybody says he's crazy, I'll have to see
I finally moved to Jackson when the summer came
I won't have to pay that boy to rake my leaves
I'm probably going on and on
It seems I'm doing more of that these days

[CHORUS 1]
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt so bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh, you left so fast
Sometimes I see you standing there
Sometimes it's like I'm losing touch
Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky
To have had the chance to love this much
God gave me a moment's grace
Cause if I'd never seen your face
I probably wouldn't be this way

Mama says that I just shouldn't speak to you
Susan says that I should just move on
You oughta see the way these people look at me
When they see me round here talking to this stone
Everybody thinks I've lost my mind
But I just take it day by day

[CHORUS 2]
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt so bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh, you left so fast
Sometimes I see you standing there
Sometimes I feel an angel's touch
Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky
To have had the chance to love this much
God gave me a moment's grace
Cause if I'd never seen your face
I probably wouldn't be this way

I probably wouldn't be this way

Got a date a week from Friday with a preacher's son
Everybody says I'm crazy, guess I'll have to see

I don't know what to say…

…and I don't know how I'd say it even if I did.

This song brings with it so many emotions – all equally as powerful, all just as strong, and all of them demanding my immediate attention. Calling me. Commanding me to listen, to pay attention and to feel what they each want me to feel. I will myself to give in and succumb to the rush of emotions as the lyrical tunes wash me over. They suffocate, yet they help me breathe. I feel the love, but the pain of loss is so evident, so clear, so tangible. So much so that it feels like I can almost reach out and touch it. Like if I looked long enough or hard enough I'd see it. But right now, I feel it. I feel it in the words; I feel it in the music. Yes, I feel the pain of loss.

Loss comes like a thief in the night. It robs us of joy, and fills us with dread, despair and sorrow. But what's lost can be gained, can't it? In some cases, yeah. But not always. So what could be worse than a loss? An irreversible loss. It is, by far, the worst to endure. The loss of time – irreversible. And in this case, the loss of a loved one – irreversible. So what do we do? We ache, we mourn, and we move on. Or at least we try to. Hah. We sure try to. But it never is that easy, right? Things hardly ever are. But we still try anyways. And then, we give up.

This song keeps hitting at me. Aaargh! Too much to take. Too much. The pain it kills from the inside out. Like poison through the heart, it makes me kill myself slowly but surely with every pump of my already failing heart. The pain envelops and I surrender to the torrents of emotions that try to drown me. It stings and stabs as the waves swirl and surround me.

Pain torments. But with it
comes freedom like no other.

I can't explain it. It's intense,
but I start to feel my muscles relax.

I wonder why.

Perhaps I'm crazy but we'll just wait and see.

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"Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky
To have had the chance to love this much"

Counselor Tinki

I was clearing my Friendster Inbox today. You won't imagine what kind of rubbish I've collected over the years – forwarded messages, help-us-find-this-girl messages, forward-this-or-lose-all-your-testimonials messages, Friendster-is-closing-down messages, hi-how-are-you-doing-long-time-no-see messages, I-miss-you messages and of course the many very famous may-I-Friendster-you messages amongst others from friends and strangers alike.

Phew.

It took awhile but clearing up was pretty fun. Oh, how things have changed. People who used to messages no longer do and messages that once brought squeals of laughter now just seem lame and boring. Whatever the case, they all brought back memories. Nice ones and some not-so-nice ones.

It was then that I decided to take a peek into my Sent Messages while I was at it and even I couldn't believe what I found! Haha. I actually counseled someone (a stranger, actually) back in early 2005! Haha. I don't remember whom exactly but it was some guy who messaged me saying that he had problems with his girlfriend. Apparently he had started to feel like he was falling out of love and he couldn't find a reason to keep dating her although he'd been dating her for seven years already. SEVEN! Dang. Dun play play. Commitment sial. Thing is, of late, she's been really mean and she's done some things to hurt him and it's begun to take its toll on their relationship. Well, he needed some advice (female insight) and he said that he thought of asking me cos of what he read from my About Me section. (I had some idealistic love talk going on then, I think. I can't remember.) Haha. So what did I do? I replied lor!

*points downwards*

Look! Look!

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Date: Tuesday, 4 January, 2005 | 12:90 PM
Subject: To love with or without a reason?
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MESSAGE: wow... man, you got a lot of thinking to do... you sound really frustrated... i haven't been with anyone for 7 years so it's a little hard for me to digest and interpret what you've just shared... however, do bear with me as i do my best to answer you based on my limited understanding and experience...

i personally believe that people choose to be with someone because they love them... here, the reason is love... pure and simple... but the cause of love is, of course, not that simple... i am one who loves without reason... in fact, i FIND reason and meaning when i'm in love... that's what love is after all... loving regardless of the situation and seeing the best in our partners... in fact, we should LOOK for the best in them, appreciate them for it and accept them for all they're not... come on, no one's perfect... not you, nor i, and not our partners...

and when it comes to love, reason and logic are often at the back of our minds... our emotions and feelings take over... take for example, a female lawyer who falls in love with a lowly fisherman and chooses to marry him... does it make sense? was it a wise decision? what's the reason here? love... there's nothing to explain and honestly, it can't be... that's the beauty of love...

if you need a reason to love, let it be because it's her/him... it's an "i love you for who you are" kinda thing... not in terms of attributes and strengths or weaknesses... things like that fade with time but it's a fail proof plan to love the person for all that they are and all they aren't... right?

however, let me flip the coin a little... that was about love... love that lets you live on a high 24/7... where everything's sunshine and roses... but when it comes to life, be sure that the love you're giving is worth the love you're getting... if your partner does not love you like you love him/her, or if it's gonna hurt you in the long run (like loving an abusive person), then give it up... it's for your own good... forget the 7 years... you've got your life ahead of you and that's a hell longer than 7 years...

therefore, i leave you with this... love is a choice... and be sure that when you love someone, it's for who they are... the good, the bad and the ugly... but at the same time, be sure that you are not taken for granted or hurt in your efforts to rekindle your love...

will be keeping you in prayers... take care and God bless... =)

- pamsong -

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Tada!

La la la.

Not bad for a 20 year old, huh?

Haha.

Perhaps I should have taken Psychology or something cool that messes with peoples heads and lives. That'd rock big time. At least it'd give me something to do in my spare time aside from clogging your mailboxes with updated blog e-mails at ungodly hours.

HAHA.

*blinks*

By the way, does anybody know how to turn that function off?

*scratches head*

Too Little Too Late

Artist: JoJo
Song Title: Too Little Too Late

Come with me, stay the night
You say the words but, boy, it don't feel right
What do you expect me to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You take my hand and you say you've changed
But, boy, you know your begging don't fool me
Because to you it's just a game (You know it's just too little too late)

So let me on down
'Cause time has made me strong
I'm starting to move on
I'm gonna say this now
Your chance has come and gone
And you know…

[CHORUS]
It's just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can't wait
Though you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don't like me
You just like the chase
To be real
It doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)

Yeeeah, yeah
It's just too little too late
Mm hmm

I was young and in love
I gave you everything but it wasn't enough
And now you wanna communicate (You know it's just too little too late)
Go find someone else
In letting you go I'm loving myself
You've got a problem but don't come asking me for help
'Cause you know…

[CHORUS]
It's just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can't wait
Though you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don't like me
You just like the chase
To be real
It doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)

[BRIDGE]
I can love with all of my heart, baby
I know I have so much to give (I have so much to give)
With a player like you I don't have a prayer
That's the way to live

No oooh… Mm no
It's just too little too late
Yeaahhhh, yeah

[CHORUS]
It's just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can't wait
Though you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don't like me
You just like the chase
To be real
It doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah (You know it's just too little too late)
I can't wait
No no no

[CHORUS]
It's just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can't wait
Though you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don't like me
You just like the chase
To be real
It doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)

Wrong timing.

So, what's it about wrong timing that sucks biggest?

Well, in all honesty, I think the suckiest part of it all is that the 'wrong' bit is in the picture when it shouldn't have been if the timing were right. You know?

Sigh.

Those times when right things come at us at wrong times and we somehow wish they didn't cos we'd have to say 'No' to right things cos no matter what, they become wrong anyways. You know?

Sigh.

Well, I hate that. But actually, that's not what this song is about. Hah. Nopes. I'm just ranting. It's about something much graver than just wrong timing or bad timing. As much as that sucks, what it's really about sucks worse.

Sigh.

I've been stuck on this song on and off for quite a bit now. Uh, since…uh, September.

*blinks*

Wow. Has it really been that long? I didn't realise.

Sigh.

Current play count on iTunes: 746.

Nothing fantastic. I didn't even come close to the 1000 mark. Bleh.

You know, somedays, it seems like it ain't worth it – taking the plunge and diving into a relationship. Somedays? Yeah, right. Most days, actually. Hah. I think JoJo got it right. Perhaps if I'd just let go, I'd be loving myself more than anything. I should, anyways. I deserve that much from myself. Plus, like she said – sometimes giving everything just isn't enough. It'll never be enough. So why keep on giving? Perhaps it's time for me to sit back, keep my eyes on the road, and keep my thoughts focused on my desired destination. I'd probably get there sooner without distractions along the way. Hah.

Wait.

I haven't yet told you what the song is about, have I? Sorry. Well, it's about guys who cheat. Tada! There, I said it. But you know what, I don't get it. What is it about guys who cheat? What makes cheating such fun that one would risk everything for a fling thing? Is commitment that bad a thing to have? Is commitment really that difficult to keep? Tell me. Cos I sure as hell don't get it.

Okay, let me warn you. This may come out sounding sexist to the max but just let it slide, okay? This once. You see, I've got plenty of guy friends who've cheated on their girls. And they've unashamedly admitted to doing so when asked. I pressed on and asked further: -

Do you feel bad about it?
…Yeah, I do. Sometimes.

Do you hate the fact that you've done it?
…Yeah, I do. Most of the time, anyways.

Will you do it again?
…Yeah. Probably.

*blink blink*

WHAT?!?

See, I don't get it.

Sigh.

I don't know where I'm going with this.

Current play count on iTunes: 752.

Sigh.

I'll leave you with this MV. It's a good one, albeit a little painful to watch.

Sigh.

I think this post has way too many sighs.

Sigh.

We Did It!

*blink*

We pulled it off.

*blink blink*

We actually pulled it off!

Look at us!

Woo hoo!

And check out our "blessed pots", guys.

And due to a certain Tinki Talks Policy (which all you potbless attendees are aware of), since I couldn't name us by face, I'll resort to describing the food and providing credits along with it. Haha.

From front to back:

(1) KFC (both Hot & Spicy and Original Recipe).
…by Jacob.

(2) Fruits (i.e. plums and super duper fantastically sweet grapes).
…by EngKim.

(3) (Boneless, skinless) Chicken Soup with Potatoes and Carrots.
…by pamsong.

(4) Curry Chicken (without herbs).
…by Ming.

(5) Tomyam Bee Hoon.
…by Caleb.

And for the following, I'm sorry to say that faceless pictures are unavailable. =p

(6) Drinks (i.e. Pokka Green Tea, Pokka Lemon Tea and Lipton Mango Ice Tea).
…by Shirley.

(7) Ice-cream (i.e. Wall's Mini Cornetto, Wall's Cornetto and very melted Tropical "S-Lime". *snicker*).
…by David.

(8) Chocolate Cake (served on toilet paper).
…by Leon.

Food was good. Whoever came up with too-many-cooks-spoil-the-broth obviously never got to enjoy a potbless like ours. Haha. I think we did pretty well, no?

Of course, uh… despite the skinless-boneless chicken…

The cake on toilet paper episode…

…and the slimy ice-cream.

Haha. Sorry.

Picture unavailable for this last one.

And TV rocked, as always. It was good laughs watching people clump along on insanely high platforms then tripping on the runway, or doing fake-falls for pictures of the "poetry-in-motion" kind and all the other la-di-da. And not to forget, who would've thought that sarcasm in a hospital could have been so entertaining? TV time was a good way to pass the time while the Tomyam Bee Hoon Sifu was hard at work in the kitchen. Haha.

And Mafia, Mafia, Mafia. Sigh. Too many lies, too much deception… and too many broken hearts. A whole lot of fun, but… not good. Taboo next time, alright? Haha.

Anyways, thanks, guys. Monday, the 13th of November, 2006 – a night to remember. It was a blast. And yeah, we should do it again sometime. =)

*blinks*

Okay, this was a very personal-ish post. An over-share for sure. Ugh.

You'll Think Of Me II

Artist: Keith Urban
Song Title: You'll Think Of Me

I woke up early this morning around 4am
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been tryin' my best to get along but that's okay
There's nothing left to say
But...

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cap and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me

I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So...

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cap and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me

Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
But don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you and on with my life

So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
And take your cap and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me

So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
Take your space and all your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cap and leave my sweater
'Cause we got nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me

You'll think of me, yeah
And you're gonna think of me, oh yeah
Oh someday baby, someday
You're gonna think of me

Yes, I know. I've blogged this song before. But this time, it's isn't only about the song (although it's a really good one) and it's lyrics (although they're very well written), but it's about the MV. Was looking for his latest MV for my last post and decided to watch some of the rest, too. I'm glad I did. This is a really good MV. I love the message it sends. You see, it doesn't exactly show what the lyrics say, but at the same time, it gives a pretty good picture of the message that was meant to be sent. The best part is that it goes beyond the lyrics and gives an inkling of what to do in order to "move on" from a broken relationship so as to enter the you'll-think-of-me phase. Cools eh?

So how exactly do you "move on"?

Well, it's all about the sunshine, my friends.

Heh.

If you didn't watch the MV above, I'll bet you're lost by now. See la! Leave you the MV right here at your disposal without the need to go into youtube to search for it yourself, but you still don't wanna watch it. Sigh. How can la like that? Ish ish. All you had to do was click the play button! Aiyo…

*shakes head*

If you did click it, then bravo. Good on ya.

*clap clap*

Hmmm. Now, where was I?

*blink blink*

Oh yes. Sunshine!

Well, the MV began with him looking into mirrors and seeing flashbacks of his past with some "lady friend". I'll just call her LF. Well, he and LF were definitely gettin' their groove on, alright. Thing is, his world at present was dark and dreary with plenty of blue, grey and black tones, while his past with LF was bathed in golden rays of sunlight. Perhaps it was to signify better days. I don't know. Plus, he always had this faraway look and a small smile whenever his flashbacks occurred. This went on for a bit while viewers got a mini tour of the house and bedroom. Haha.

But wait.

The bridge is yet to come.

[BRIDGE]
Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
But don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you and on with my life

When he goes into this part, things turn around for him. What'd he do? Well, he opened a window. And another. And then another after that. And suddenly, his world is bathed in sunlight – beautiful golden rays stream in, lighting up the dark patches and chasing away the darkness. Morning has come and the moonlight is no more. And then, LF comes into the picture again but this time, it's her who's living in the dark. It's her who's longing for a love that's no longer alive. A love that's no longer hers to call her own. She's in her you'll-think-of-him phase, alright. The MV then ends with him exiting the house and walking along a path in the sunlight.

Not bad huh? Sunlight. Could it be that easy? Thing is, like the MV, it's not enough to open the windows and let the sunshine just creep in. Sometimes, a full sun-bath is needed. Allow yourself the opportunity of walking in sunlight to experience true freedom from a past that oppresses and haunts.

Sigh.

I think I need a sun-bath – an emotional and spiritual one.

Sigh.

I should let the sunlight in.

I'm gonna let the sunlight in.

And I'm gonna walk in it and let it wash me over.

It's all about the sunlight.

Once In A Lifetime

Artist: Keith Urban
Song Title: Once In A Lifetime

...Mm hmm

I can see it in your eyes
And feel it in your touch
I know that you're scared
But you've never been this loved (Mm hmm)

It's a long shot, baby
I know it's true
But if anyone can make it
I'm bettin' on me and you (Mm hmm)

Just keep on moving into me
I know you're gonna see
The best is yet to come

[CHORUS]
And don't fear it now, we're going all the way
That sun is shining on a brand new day
It's a long way down and it's a leap of faith
But we're never giving up, cause I know we've got a once-in-a-lifetime love

Everybody's looking
For what we've found
Some wait their whole life
And it never comes around (Uh huh)

So don't hold back now
Just let go
Of all you've ever known
You can put your hand in mine

[CHORUS]
And don't fear it now, we're going all the way
That sun is shining on a brand new day
It's a long way down and it's a leap of faith
But we're never giving up, cause I know we've got a once-in-a-lifetime love

[BRIDGE]
I close my eyes and I see you standing right there
Sayin 'I do' and they're throwing the rice in our hair
Well the first one's born and a brother comes along
And he's got your smile
I've been looking back on the life we had
I'm still by your side

[ENDING CHORUS]
So don't fear it now, we're going all the way
That sun is shining on a brand new day
It's a long way down and it's a leap of faith
But I'm never givin' up (No)

So don't fear it now, I'll never let you go
When you're by my side, I know I've made it home
It's a long way down and it's a leap of faith
But I'm never givin up, cause I know we've got a once-in-a-lifetime love.

Lifetime love (Uh huh)
It's a lifetime love (Ooo)

Keith Urban released "Once In A Lifetime" on August 15th, 2006. It's his first single from his latest album "Love, Pain & the whole crazy thing", released on November 7th, 2006, and it's already a record breaker. This single debuted higher than any other country single ever has! And come on, considering the fact that country music has had a 62 year history, this means A LOT, okay. I took a mini tour through the album and it's as heavily infused with his trademark contemporary country sound as ever. I have yet to fully make it past this song cause it happened to be the first song on this CD. Haha. As always, like any other kick-ass song, it's on repeat on my iTunes. I'll let you guys know how the rest turn out but I'm willing to bet it's gonna be a fantastic ride all the way to the end of "Love, Pain & the whole crazy thing".

I found this online and really think that the writer described the song really well. I just had to paste it here. There's no need for any alterations or edits. It's fantastic as it is.

"Musically this song is an explosion of sound
beginning with a soft, gentle heart beat,
escalating into an euphoric mix of guitar,
drum and piano. An incredible song that
speaks volumes of what a little leap of faith can do."

– From Sue Bauman

*claps*

Well said.

I still think that he's a fantastic songwriter. And the biggest whoopie for me is that he's a fantastic LOVE song writer. *deep sigh* The man has got it goin' on, I tell ya! I love the way he writes about love. When you listen to his songs, it almost feels like you can see the silly smile on his very-whooped face. It so makes you wanna feel the same way too. Well, it makes me feel that way, at least. Bleh.

I like the way he starts this song by reassuring the girl he's singing to. (It's probably a very lucky Nicole.) In fact, he reassures her all the way through the song, even till the very end when he sings, "So don't fear it now, I'll never let you go." Sigh. He's got it right on, you know. Why do people fear being in love? They fear the heartache that may come. They fear the pain they may have to experience. They fear that they may lose themselves to another. They fear they won't make it all the way. And he said it, "So don't fear it now, we're going all the way." All the way. If you're gonna love another, make sure what you're gonna give is a love that's an all-the-way kinda love. Or else, don't bother. Really. It's all the way or no way at all or you'll eventually end up walking down the aisle with a string of broken hearts trailing behind you – not a pretty sight.

And, it's true you know. Love is a leap of faith and it sure is a long way down. We don't know what's at the bottom till we get there but even so, we jump anyways. And that's the beauty of love. There are no guarantees but we invest anyway – our time, our efforts, our gifts and, of course, our hearts. We give everything and stand the risk to get nothing in return. But we don't care, do we? Not when it's love we're dealing with. Why? Because love doesn't play by the rules. There simply are no rules. Love just is. It's a stand-alone power we were all made to have and experience that somehow always exceeds the boundaries and parameters we try to set for it. The Game of Love, they say. If so, it definitely is a game without rules and in such a game, every step is a leap of faith. But of course, before you leap, make sure you're making that leap into a once-in-a-lifetime lover's arms.

Withdrawal

Wikipedia tells me that "withdrawal refers to the characteristic signs and symptoms that appear when a drug that causes physical dependence is regularly used for a long time and then suddenly discontinued or decreased in dosage."

Great. Just great.

You see, I've been on a certain 'drug' for a while now. I admit it. (I heard it's the first step towards recovery.) But I've not been indulging myself. Really. Only once a week. I promise. Once, and no more. Till next week comes along. And really, if I happen to be out of town during the times when the 'drug' is dished out, I don't even hallucinate, scream, kick or shout. Sure, I wish I were right there lapping it all up. But then, TInki Boleh! Boleh apa? Boleh tahan!

Sigh.

But ever since this month began, they stopped giving out the 'drug' at the right times. Darn those people. The dispensary's never open when I'm free and it only dispenses my particular 'drug' at the oddest times! Come on! Ugh! Of all the rotten luck.

Boleh tahan?

Yeah, right.

It looks like I've already developed a dependence towards it without even realizing it. It's just that me being out of town was a choice whereby I tell myself, "Hey, I can go get my shots, but I CHOOSE not to. The power is in MY hands." Well, the tables turned and I've lost the power. That's the difference.

Now, my eyes dart toward the clock every Saturday and Monday night. My legs itch and my mouth longs for the taste of sweet tea. I start singing Chinese tunes (if I know the lyrics by heart) or humming along to 只对你说 (Zhi Dui Ni Shuo) by 林俊杰 (JJ a.k.a Lin Jun Jie). I go into obsessive repetitions of the words "chorus chorus" and "repeat repeat". And I seem to keep getting my lyrics for the song "I'll Never Break Your Heart by the Backstreet Boys wrong – "I'll never break your heart, I'll never make you smile".

Ugh.

I can't take this anymore.

I'm going through withdrawal – the Preston & Lorance (a.k.a Lorenz) kind.

Sigh.

Saturday: Bad | Monday: Good.

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This is a public service message
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Family by Blood or by Choice?

Quote: "Just because you have the same blood running through your veins doesn't make you family. Look at us, Clark. I'm a product of my father's breeding. He needed an heir. But your parents chose you out of love. I'd take your family any day of the week."

~ Smallville, Season 4, Episode 16: Lucy.

Lex said that.

*look right; look left*

Okay, fine.

*grumble grumble*

The scriptwriter let Lex say that.

Bleh.

Okay, enough about all that. This is serious business. I really like this quote and I feel that it so adequately sums up our problem in the world today. Yes, there's a problem. One that we've ignored for far too long. What makes family, Family? What qualifies them the rank? What promotes them the position? What gives them the right to the title? What crowns them the honour?

I don't know.

Sometimes, we find that some of us are fortunate enough to find people whom we have the privilege to CHOOSE to call Family. Better yet, if we happen to find people who'd choose US and call us Family in return. Such relationships are now far from common. In a dog-eat-dog world, everybody's out to cover their own backs. Nobody looks out for the rest no more. Everybody fights for themselves and for no one else. "There's no time for such back-patting", they say. "Maybe on another day", they continue.

But another day comes and goes and in time, the Tomorrows of Today inevitably age to become the Yesterdays of the Day After. With that, we all become people of Today who throw away their promises of Tomorrow in trade of Yesterdays that they'll never have the chance to relive. You'd be surprised at the number of Tomorrows that have entered the Yesterday Bin. I've lost count as the days pass me by.

Sigh.

We really should change.

But we don't, do we?

No.

Instead, we continue down the Yellow Brick Road in search of our private Lands of Oz, like horses racing with blind bridles, digging their hooves into the ground and heading for the Finish Line without even a moment to spare to look to the right or to the left. Like these horses, we race through life, forgetting everybody and leaving them behind, while forfeiting every relationship, even those with the potential to grow into something beautiful in days to come. We give everything up before we even give ourselves the chance at any of it.

Why?

Sigh.

I don't know.

Could it be that we're so immersed into our own selfish and highly narcissistic worlds that we fail to look anywhere beyond our own backyards? Could it be that we're drowning ourselves and the people around us as we fight for progress in our chase for 'The Good Life'? Or could it be that we just lost the ability to awaken, activate or rouse relationships that are worth more than the links that tiny red cells running in narrow tubes provide us? Have we all become so shallow that only blood binds us together?

I hope not.

I hope that I'm more than that.

It's so rare when people who share no blood relation sacrifice for one another or even stand up for one another, that when the world is given the chance at a whiff of such divine relationships, they zoom in on it and publicize it for all to see. They put such relationships on a pedestal for all to strive to become. Why? Because the world could always do with more Family.

Remember Pierre Png, from Singapore who gave a part of his liver to his girlfriend, Andrea De Cruz, back in May, 2002? Some tabloids called it the ultimate act of love. It was reported that the it was the first liver transplant operation at the centre from a living person who wasn't related by blood. Well, looks like such sacrifices don't come by too often, do they? The difference in their case was that he made her his Family of Choice. The couple eventually got married in October, 2003, and were made Ambassadors of Romancing Singapore 2003.

See? What'd I tell ya?

The world wants Family News but rarely gets enough of it.

The world subconsciously craves it, demands it, needs it.

But we're still facing a lack.

Sigh.

So what does it take to be the Family of Choice?

I don't know the answer to that either. Hah. Looks like I don't know as much as I thought I did. But I do know this. I believe that when Families of Choice do come along, if you keep your eyes and heart open, you'll see them and you'll definitely feel the beats of their hearts echoing yours. Then, you'll know. You never know but it may be the family you choose for yourselves who prove themselves worthy to be called Family in the end.

Look, I'm not against Family, okay. Family rocks. Being part of a family rocks bigger time. I know that for a fact. I love my family – my BLOOD family. I've got great parents who've given me more in life than I could ever have wished for. Who've sacrificed more for me than I ever would have thought possible. And who've loved me more than I could ever have hoped to be loved. But there are days when I wish the world saw the value of Families of Choice. It's not that I'd rather have Families of Choice as opposed to having a Family of Blood and Birth. No.

But why can't I have both?

I Hilariously Rock

WARNING: Warning from previous post applies here as well. You have been warned.

Remember my last post entitled: I Rock? Well, "pamsong's Friend" provided feedback! And guess what?!? There's now a Part II to it! Woo hoo!

*blinks*

Okay, fine.

I guess my Post Title kinda blew the surprise by a bit already. But still… Haha.

Look! Look!

*grin*

Hah! And you guys just thought I rocked. Hah! Hah! Hah! Well, surprise surprise! I've just been given an upgrade. Wahahaha. I now hilariously rock. YES (hand action included)!

*clears throat*

So first of all, I'd like to thank God for helping me rock so hard. Without Him, I am "Rock-less" for He is my Solid Rock, THE Solid Rock on which I stand. Also, I'd like to thank my parents for giving birth to a super rocker like me. And of course, how could I forget my friends and my fans – without you guys, I wouldn't have been able to be as rockin' as I am today. Thank you, thank you. Mwah mwah! Have a good night, y'all! ROCK ON!

*kiss on the right; kiss on the left*

I Rock

WARNING: This post exceeds the acceptable dosage of narcissism, which is generally socially accepted here at Tinki Talks on a day-to-day basis. May cause nauseousness and difficulty in breathing, which may eventually lead to a loss of appetite. Although results have been proven to be temporary, consider yourselves warned.

Heh.

So here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna show you a small (but VERY important) part of an Msn conversation that had taken place between a friend and I yesterday night.

Check this out, man…

Yes, yes. I love my Msn.

And see? I always knew it.

I so rock.

Blessed

Artist: Racheal Lampa
Song Title: Blessed

I may never climb a mountain so I can see the world from there
I may never ride the waves and taste the salty ocean air
Or build a bridge that would last a hundred years
But no matter where the road leads one thing is always clear

[CHORUS]
I am blessed, I am blessed
From when I rise up in the morning
'Til I lay my head to rest
I feel You near me
You soothe me when I'm weary
Oh Lord, for all the worst and all the best
I am blessed

All along the road less traveled I have crawled and I have run
I have wandered through the wind and rain until I found the sun
Though watching eyes ask me why I walk this narrow way
I will gladly give the reason "for the hope I have today"

[CHORUS]
I am blessed, I am blessed
From when I rise up in the morning
'Til I lay my head to rest
I feel You near me
You soothe me when I'm weary
Oh Lord, for all the worst and all the best
I am blessed

[BRIDGE]
You've given me joy, You've given me love
You give me strength when I want to give up
You came from heaven to rescue my soul
This is the reason I know, I know

[CHORUS]
I am blessed, I am blessed
From when I rise up in the morning
'Til I lay my head to rest
I feel You near me
You soothe me when I'm weary
Oh Lord, for all the worst and all the best
I am blessed

Indeed I am blessed…

…with McDonald's vouchers worth RM30…

TADA!

…with lollipops…

TADA TADA!

…and with a Jusco voucher worth RM10.

TADA TADA TADA!

*blinks*

I was amazed actually. Haha. Though I know I shouldn't have been. Hmmm. After all, Philippians 4:19 says it all, doesn't it? Open heavens, maybe? Does that ring any bells for ya? Haha.

*wink*

So, guys, take a final look at the many tangible blessings I received today.

*blink blink*

Wow.

Indeed, it feels like Christmas already.

*grin*

Now tell me, don't you think I'm blessed?

*smile*

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Personal Message #1
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Dear E17 a.k.a sponsor of McDonald's vouchers,

Thanks loads! I could always do with more McD's.
Phew. And I thought I'd actually have to give it up.
Woo hoo! French fries, here I comeeee!

Very hungry,
- pamsong -

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Personal Message #2
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Dear Lollipop Elf,

Man of your word. Respect. Will try not to break too
many teeth as I work on the largest lolly. It's gonna be
a blast! =p

Thanks loads! Rock on.

I brush my teeth twice a day,
- pamsong -

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Personal Message #3
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Dear Jusco Master,

Terima kasih manyak manyak! No maggi. Me promises.
Resit akan ku simpan sebagai bukti. Janji! =p

"Terus Membatu"!

Yang akan mengunjungi Jusco,
- pamsong -

Cancer On A Stick: Part II

HAHA. Check this out, you guys. An old friend of mine sent me these pictures after a previous post entitled: Cancer On A Stick. And check this out: she's a smoker! Wakaka. Yeah. I have rockin' friends who mock themselves. =p

Don't understand it? No worries. Tinki shall explain and do her best to enlighten you. Haha. Well, this was what the Cancer Patients Aid Association (CPAA), an NGO, advertised. The page that followed was the "punch line". It rocks. Take a look and you'll soon see what they're getting at.

Haha. Not bad, huh? No need to fancy-schmancy copy because TWO pictures speak a thousand words. Haha. And in every language, too! Breaking the language barrier and saving cost in the long run. Smart. Sigh. Dang, I'm still amazed that they managed to get the message across without ANY copy whatsoever! Wow. Copy-less! Take THAT, you SuperCopywriter from hell, you! Hah! They don't need you! Ha! Ha! Yeeeee-ha!

*karate chop with flying kick for added emphasis*

Hah!

*blinks*

Damn, ads like these will kill people like me. A few of these a year is enough, thank you very much. I don't wanna starve. =(

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Personal Message
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Dear "Old Friend",

You rock la. Haha. Laughed my butt off.
Appreciate the support, babe.
It's nice to know you read Tinki Talks.
Haha. Catch ya soon, okay.
And don't miss me too much,
hard as it may be. =) Mwah!

HuGGies,
- pamsong -

Silent Library

As promised!

*ahem*

Tinki is a woman of her word, okayyy.

This, my friends, is really cool. I laughed my head off the first time I watched and my head went a-rollin' a second time round when I watched it again – this time to verify that these are the right clips. Silent Library's SUPER FUNNY!

Note: There have been many copy-cat silent libraries around but the Japanese Game Show versions are the originals. They're funnier, too. Dunno why also. Perhaps it's more Asian. I don't know. Whatever. Most of the guys from the same team that appeared in my previous post, entitled Ten Ten Ten-Ten! Those guys? Hah. Nuff said.

HAHA.

*clears throat, pats blazer, fluffs hair*

And now, without any further delay,
I present you the Japanese Game Show:

Silent Library!

That was just ONE episode.
The rest are a bundle of laughs, too,
but this one was one of my favourites.
Haha.

Anyways, the following are two clips,
with the second being the continuation
from the one before it. Enjoy!

Silent Library (Part 1 of 2) – Gaki No Tsukai

…and continued from above…

Silent Library (Part 2 of 2) – Gaki No Tsukai

HAHA. HAHA. HAHA. HAHA. HAHA.

*crawls back onto chair
while holding tummy with one hand
and wiping tears with another*