Tell Me That It's Not

I hope that I'm just reading too much into it.
Anyway I shouldn't be bothered at all.

Impossible

It seems so far away from me.
Is Impossible really made up of I m possible?
I lack the courage and confidence to start the ball rolling.

Parallel paths crossed.
I have no idea how is it going to be like....

Waiting

I'm waiting,
I hope that I won't be waiting in vain again.

Hope

Take your words seriously,
Make it happen.

Temptation

My heart is itching!

An Unexpected Coincidence

I looked.
I dreamt.
It happened.

Other than being a Coincidence, what else can it be?

Less patience

Spoke to him about my thoughts last week.
He seemed to understand where I'm coming from.
I saw some positive effects.

That was a short-lived happiness.
Somehow, somewhere, sometime....
Things seem to be going wrong..

Communication isn't efficient..
Our mindsets seem to differ..

Shed me some light and show me the direction.

28th Oct, Emmy and Tom's Last Day in School

Couldn't help but tear when the Tom and Emmy's dad came to pick them up on time.
Tom gave me a last gift (his bowel).
HAHA. The cute Poo Poo Prince!~
I was more than happy to clean him up!
It was my last time to do that for him.
Though the two lovable kids have only been with us for 2 months,
I've developed some bond and love for them.
Especially Tom who has recently been up to some mischief.
Sometimes I wonder if I should display an angry look
or should I laugh at him
I couldn't control myself at times.
He's just so cheeky!


I couldn't bear to see them leave.
Thank god, Mr Bello exchanged his email address with me.
Added him and his wife on Fb.
He updated me with a photo of Tom and his new "Tom" plush toy!
I'm glad the kids love the gifts.

Wonder how's their vacation at Bali now.
Must be soaking in the water?
Hope they will have a great time before returning home!
May god bless them!


Love them, Miss them. <3

I Live for Myself

I felt really sore and angry at work today.
However, I chanced upon Elvin's blog.
He's facing the same dilemma as well.
Read the comments and I felt as though they were written for me!
It gave me the strength to move on.
Perhaps silence is really golden.
Actions and time will speak for itself.
I live for myself.