Broken Shield and Sword

One simple step
One cry for help
Two hearts mended
Two lives entwined

Been a long time since I did a romance poem. Hmm… Could be better…

You people out there who keep insisting that National schools foster unity? Here’s one entry to make you think again.

And for your info, I faced the same thing in PRIMARY SCHOOL. The ustaz actually said that Mother Mary had eaten a seed from heaven that made her get pregnant, and there was also something about boils (which I cannot remember).

So yes, there’s a real and valid fear as to why parents are NOT sending their children to national schools.

On GaiaOnline (an online website I go to), I equipped my engraved golden bracelet. I can’t remember who gave it to me (not sure if it was even myself hah) but I know I got it about one or two days after engraving had been introduced in Gaia.

I decided to check the message out today just to see what had been written, and it was a slap in the face.

“Remember to treasure yourself always.”

I’ll remember that. As long as I have that bracelet. I promise.

Wordcount: 1116 words. Sorry it’s so long.
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Random piece I worked up in a few minutes at work. May not be complete. ^_^

It had started with an innocent kiss.

They were seated together at a table with friends, his arms around her tightly and she leaning back against him. From time to time, one or the other would speak up, mainly her as she was the more vocal of the two. She would straighten up and gesture, and then satisfied that she had had her say, she would lean back against him again. He would merely give a wry smile, but his hands never left her waist, holding on to her as though he was afraid she was nothing more than a dream. She put her hands on his when she leant back, enjoying his warmth. It was a comfortable position for both.

He was warm against the chill of the place, and comfortable. With his chin resting on the top of her head, she felt like she could just fall asleep there and then, but the conversation was far too stimulating. Even so, her exhaustion caught up to her, and soon she was sleeping, listening to the steady beat of his heart. He was careful not to wake her, shifting a little so that he could cradle her better. While their friends talked deep into the night, they spent the night sleeping peacefully.

For now, simply being together was enough.

Hmm… I might use this as a “What If” piece. After all, with the chemistry Naoko and Ta’Lern have, I’d be surprised if they had not tried to hook up, at least once. Before this whole thing went south, I mean. ^_^ Wordcount: 240… I think.

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Today marks a first of sorts.

For the first time, I got really pissed off at the people who were pushing behind me, and for once, I let loose. Basically all I did was to said in a very angry voice to the people behind me was, “OI JANGAN TOLAK BOLEH TAK?”

Translated it means, “Hey, do you mind not pushing?”

Thing is, what really irritated me was that this woman who was pushing at me with her HUGE luggage bag. I really hate the feeling of something hitting into the area above my ankles. It really, really, irritates me. After that shout, she stopped.

The story doesn’t end there though.

There were these two ladies who remarked behind me in Malay that I was in a foul temper and was taking it out on other people, suggesting by their tone that I was a rude little girl for daring to raise my voice. At this point I was telling myself to just shut up, because they themselves had rushed into the train in front of others, without waiting for their turn.

I got off at the next train and listened to Enma (my MP3 player) to take my mind off them. If I had stayed in the train, I probably would have given them a lashing as well. Yes, when I am pissed off I do have a short temper, and as Shaun would tell you, you don’t want to be at the receiving end when I’m feeling really angry and creative.

Then I went home. It was a long trip, but it felt good to get home and zone out. Still, I’m feeling that I should have just given those girls a piece of my mind. I don’t like people talking behind my back. You got an issue with me, tell it to my face.

Cowards.

On a good note: YAY THE STANDING TRAINS ARE BACK! Well, not a lot of them, but I hope to see more of them during rush hour soon!

I’m very sorry to have neglected everyone. It’s just that this week has been extremely eventful (both personal and work) and I have not really updated as much as I should have,

Right now, I’m not quite sure of the path I’m on, but with each step I take, and each movement forward, I’m more assured that this may be the path I’m supposed to be on. I know that there will be mistakes along the way, miscommunications that will happen, broken promises (though never broken trust I hope *touch wood*) but always, I have companions I love and trust.

The first few steps were painful and bled my heart, but right here, right now, the blood has stopped flowing. The wounds have closed, and although the scars are still there, they’re a mark of honour, not a mark of pain. The inner wounds we carry are our own to bear, but that doesn’t mean that we should not offer a hand to those who need it. We may have our own answer to our own wounds, but your pain could help heal another, and together, you might just mend each other.

To love is sweet, to be loved, even sweeter. But to love and be loved by the same person, that’s the sweetest of all.

This nonsensical message has been brought to the letters I and C, and by the Number 3.

This is one of the cutest animations I’ve seen in a looooooooooong time. Please have a look!

BE WARNED THIS IS NOT SAFE FOR WORK!

Ti… her accent reminds me of you.

Please remember, NEVER EVER CHEAT ON YOUR SPOUSE.