Introducing our med fac latest services. Yes, we do offer babysitting services now! If ever you need a break from your child, send her (or him) over here. We are all welcome to stick her in the faces of Monash... *beams proudly*
And the best part? We dont have age limits to the kids you want us to babysit!! How cool is that? Just so long you pay up the charges, we take in any variants of characters. From plain jane to downright eccentric brats, we can manage them (we hope). And in the events of any childish squabbles in this cutey kindy.. no worries! You can always leave a handphone with your darling child so she (or he) can call mommy and daddy every time she rolls along a piggy fight.
*For we are that flexible and considerate* *Smiles further*
And of course, we do have security measures to ensure the safety of daddy's lil girl (or boy).
This program encodes a sharkster to manage any kiddy fights in the daycare ministry. And in the events of failure by the sharkster to contain the damage, there is always a troop of backdoor programmes to settle the score *note:underground activities*
With all the aforementioned security measures, be assured that your child welfare is in good hands. *flashes colgate smile*
Disclaimer
Despite daycare ministry accredited teaching and caring module, there may exist defects in the quality of behaviour we try to instill in them adorable kiddies. *Some kids are just impossible*
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You cant resist laughter despite the insults hurled at you at the moment. Reason? Cause the bitch aint you and you so dont feel the pinch. (=
Also, while I wont stop you from giving people the benefit of the doubt that they have change for good.. I still think changes takes maximal amount of effort and motivation.
So...
I dont think so.....
exam next week.
*laughs hysterically*
ermm.... no laughing matter but, yeah. feels like home still
*grins sheepishly*
this is life. taiping style (=
and in the end, i am back to my solitude. the gratifying space speaks more than soothing voices and foreign fingers. the picture clearer from the plateau where i am laying. the world need not know reasons. they will have to do away with a smile and a nudge in the opposite directions.
and wait for the winter to pass behind their backs before tasting me again.. just like old times.
that i want but i dont want. i myself am taking a turn and a curve and a twist at my very own mind. crazy i know. foolish maybe, but i am still okay. this retarded piece of brain is a bit detached from emotions, 'cept when it needs to eat and lash about people.
i dont mind. less facial muscle at wreck and less explanations to make (=
i am feist in my marble bowl
blatant like the unblinking stares
silent in the wordless screams
shielded by the void and the sounds of gramophone
i am waiting to hear you song
and laugh your laugh.
dream your smiles
and breathe your scent.
still, at the end of hopes, you're another them.
it was an accident on faults of mine, im beginning to see it so
0 comments Posted by muse at Saturday, March 29, 2008
deep into the hearts of your intended
can you catch the unsung song of the shadows?
grasp that melancholic shade of turbulence within
then rush to me even in the shroud of vagueness..
and not say a word
but hold the pieces from shattering?
so where is this 'you'...
how many a time i come about the saturation of emotion for that slide of moment? only to trick myself into coming out of it, which i will in no time. came out so fast it made me feel stone cold and emotionally handicapped?
without fear, melancholy or that shaken frame of the whimpering innards. for this long it's been erased from consciousness, the space of aloneness is just the thing i am looking forward to. without intrusion till i am ready. i am sorry for being who i am.
all those lost love and endearments of mine which i can give freely but not take readily
an unfair and foolish trade from the works of a simpleton (=
(switches to non-cryptic language)
the one which includes a white-washed house with a black couch facing floor panelled windows overlooking the cliff, with a cuppa in hand and jazz in the background?
and that is the dream i like having and hope to have in the near future.. mebbe with this guy i can call a husband? *read: maybe* i am so very the reluctant to share this piece of enjoyment with ANYBODY!
a dog/tiger/panther doesn't count. (or rtf and jaspattay --> adorable toys, or jol-->a soothing gramophone)
and yes, i had always wanna have a tiger and a panther as a pet. i shall not be stared at like some lunatic...
and my bedroom shall have a ceiling of glass for the stars above at night. but in the sun, obviously there's a sun roof. you really think im that daft to be blinded by that fireball? *hey....im thinking david*
then i shall want a balcony for me to stand against the wind so that it'll blow my hair dry. it'll also work as a rendezvous spot with any stranger i might call a husband *grins* moon lightning and waves crashing, bodies closing in and then suddenly................
-pager beeps-
my life as a doctor be damned.
i myself hasn't the time to chart all these down. but reflections into the many past and hanging moments were refreshing.
there's that blushing memory of bold stroke and a smack on that forehead for the spur of stupidity. and a nudge back into the many tunes of reality. as many times i had return to you, i can never shake you off.
cause i know now my walk through the road ahead is guided by you and the tears and anger you make me shed. touching ground, a path of clouded marble are beneath my soles. and the coldness and the murkiness. like the monochrome paintings, there's the stillness in the air.
like the box in which my nimble body fits as a child, the space was comforting, never choking. as per se, you i have embrace.
"lifehouse"
9 years of insanity spent together cant be erased
and 11 years of moments drafted together, we can only go on
like twin blooms
on each libra's scale
"for many things are accidental,
even for you and I
of a string tied overnight,
and a knot to last till the end of time."