Story of the Slower Cabby (by CoolQuah)

Coolquah has a taxi theory:

(p>"This taxi-uncle drives along very fast so that he can outrun the traffic light which was turning red. He manages to do so but when he looks into his rear view mirror, he realises that even though the slower cabby behind him is caught by the traffic light, he manages to pick up some passengers."

How this translates to my situation? - I may be very far behind my peers and even juniors at the moment, but instead I may gain something more if I don't give up and march steadily forward?

Hmmm.... I hope so. Hiak hiak hiak.

Interesting theory.

The End of the Innocence

I woke up with dull numbing ache in my heart. I am not a person who can empathize well with people because I am usually too self centered and too caught up in my little whirlpools of self-worry. But this time, I just cannot wash away the nagging pain that bites at me to see a person I care about in so much anguish and that I am unable to do anything to ease the pain.

I'm so sad. Sad that all of us have to grow up and face the big bad world. Sad that not everybody can have a happy ever after. Sad that perhaps a part of our innocence died and we can never find it back again. But then again, life goes on, doesn't it? Where we fall, we have to pick ourselves up. I hope time can heal all wounds....

CoolQuah CoolQuah, xiao3 qing1 wa1!

Even though my life at work has been extremely trying... I think I'm very blessed to have a short little balding man who takes time to listen to my strangely repetitive complaints which sound like it's from a broken recorder. He gamely supports my requests for quitting and ask me to pursue my dreams even though he may have to take on a bigger portion of the burden of building a home and a family. Something which I seldom hear other husbands agree to.

He has interesting views to life and has shown me insight into so many things which I did not see before. He is always positive and cheerful, dancing and hopping around happily like an overexcited little puppy every morning to a new day, while I unwillingly drag myself out of bed to face another crazy day at work. But it's impossible not to have your spirits lifted with such a livewire around.

Even if the whole world see him as this incorrigible lazy little beng puffing away at his hoon kee, I think he is more alive than alot of people I know... with all their minds consumed by work in this hectic world and desperate to climb up the corporate ladders.

Gee... I think it's good to have someone to share my life with.... :D

Lost in the Wilderness...

Lost slowly dying in the wilderness....

I think I'm headlong into a cliff. You know the kind of feeling when you feel like you are walking in this dark and misty forest, stumbling helplessly along. Wanting to shout for help but fearing that you will attract wild hungry beasts instead to devour you...

What the bloody hell is wrong with me? Scared of the dark and every step I take... It's driving me nuts!!!

I'm too weak and cowardly. Sighs. :(