Candies n chocs in a jar

a mixture of everything in life,jus like candies n chocs in a jar…the various kinds n diff tastes u live through

Of Pride…and Prejudice

Filed under: Uncategorized — lminz at 2:09 am on Wednesday, March 4, 2009

How evil are the minds of living

Shadowed by pride and prejudice

A chance upon both

An attraction prone to nature of man

Art thou eyes blinded with pride?

Or thou heart flooded with prejudice?

So far as pride leads to prejudice

That prejudice meets no vain to birth of pride

An affair with pride alone

Makes no company in absence of prejudice

Art thou an acquaintance of pride?

Or art thou foe to prejudice?

Art thou mind clouded with darkness?

Or thou’st sense and sensibility chained?

Behold thou reflection

For truth lies in the shadows of thou conceited soul

My First Valentines

Filed under: Uncategorized — lminz at 8:18 am on Saturday, February 14, 2009
Happy Valentines' to all!!

Happy Valentines!!

Mm…Valentines…today’s the V-day….and of course, it falls as usual on the 14th of Feb. Should I say its a season filled with lots of love and a time to indulge in a love affair? Well, up to this age, I must confess that I don’t have any particular idea of how this annual lovey thing came about, nor did I google on St. Valentines. Today, it would be my first Valentines’ since I got attached to that someone (hehe, a little embarrassed). Before that, Valentines’ had always been part of my wishing list….you know it, as usual, girls always dream of  her Mr. Romantic having prepared up something special (the romantic tricks must be put to good use!!) enough to melt her and sets enough memories to last for decades to come (okay, that’s a little exaggerated). Okay, I still have it on my list, thanks to the influence of Korean dramas n cute love bites from ‘we got married’….

Now, back from the fairytale-syndrome-like part…is my part of the story. As you would have guessed it right, I’m in a single space of my own, still sort of ‘trapped’ in the campus. Perhaps making the decision to stay was a wrong one, I could hardly function without people around, and my plans were not even going on schedule. Okay, you can put the blame on my weak attempt not to watch ‘We got married’. But God!! They were too cute and nice…aww….I was totally envious of Shin Ae (Alex is way perfect!!> there were any messages for me. So I(jumped over the drain) looked back at him and tried some small talk before he left, like “you’re not working today?” and erm…”thank you”. Couldn’t have continued much, I was gonna ask him bout his valentines’ when…ehem, remembered he just broke up with his girl not long ago.(I know it’s getting long, but I did mention it is going to be a story right? )

After the goodbyes, I looked at the bouquet. Man, I was sooo happy I think I looked really foolish smiling and talking to the teddy bears and the roses. I counted, there were nine of them; what does is represent? What’s the secret message of the flowers? God, they were really nice. I was over the moon early in the morning. I couldn’t take it off my sight, and were cuddling them for almost half an hour, posing it for ‘photo shots’. I was thinking I won’t be able to study again today just by playing with the flowers.(anticipating another day gone T-T~~) This wasn’t supposed to be since I don’t have a date…mm..

The afternoon was spent making a valentines’ slide show for him. I don’t know why but my lappy just seem to be trying on holding back my work. It was totally showing me the grandpa kind of tantrums, lagging now and then, not showing all the internet windows, not opening medias till after 5 minutes…after hours, I managed to put all my words in the slide shows, and yes, I forgot the word effects won’t go playing on the phone. Phuh, after much attempt, I gave up and sent it to my baby anyway.

Basically my first Valentines’ passed off really quickly, it’s hardly 2 hours to 15th Feb. 2009 now, the day after my first Valentines’. After cancelling plans to see my busy-working-1st career bf, I thought it would be just another ordinary day for me. But it turned out that apart from the normal no-people-can’t function thingy, I was quite overwhelmed. I would have expected a posted present but totally not flowers!! It was my first time receiving such a big bouquet, and it was his first time sending it too. ^^ It was heart-warming, and I truly felt the effort he took to make me melt. Although we couldn’t spend the day together, his heart has travelled miles to send his love to me. It’s a kind of feeling I can’t explain. As in my MMS to him, “you know you are in love when you can’t put it in words…” As I turn too see the roses, I still have my smile on. And as for the roses, they’re still laughing at my foolish face.-The End-

aren't they reali nice??
da pretty roses with da pretty owner!hehehe...
my pretty roses n cute me!!heheeh

The undomestic hour

Filed under: Uncategorized — lminz at 10:32 pm on Saturday, February 7, 2009

Somewhat and somehow, I just need to give myself a push to do things…I’ve just appointed myself as God of Procrastination (mind you, it starts with a capital letter ‘P’ to emphasize on the ’seriousness’), this blog has been laid barren for months while stories continue to linger in my mind. I would really love to write and share my liberation of thoughts but every time, it just gets tucked away in the overflowing pile of stories I once had passion to turn into lines for my blog. It seems that the dose of caffeine has successfully drugged me off the zombie-syndrome of yesterday and the day before. And it so happens that I was fated to sit here and type on my ’still-quite fresh-in-mind’ history of yesterday.

And so, I stood there by the kitchen basin, my legs aching terribly. I had been there for the past 15 minutes or so, with multiple changes in my body position to seek relief from the long process. Due to lack of sleep the day before (another result of procrastination) , every movement was a slow product of zombie-like limbs. At last, I couldn’t stand it anymore; I gradually carried the two basins and moved my territory to the dining area. Aah….>

Earlier on, mum had summoned me to wash a basin full of spinach for dinner. I can still recall her warning of aphids in the veggies….it was supposed to be some kind of “training” for me, and well, “lets see how you deal with them” was mum’s final command. Unwilling to give up on mum’s assumption of my ‘domestic talents’, I hastily said “Okay!~~we’ll see”. My heart added another protest, “as if I’ve never washed any veggies before…”,it blurted. There I was, as drowsy as I could be, almost dozing off every minute. The beginning of the process was easy; I just plucked every leaf away from its stem and “wala” it went into an empty basin. That was until I zoomed in with my naked eyes that….darn!!the aphids are so small!!!!!! Those tiny white insects that inhibited my spinach had to be basically magnified more than 3 times for identification! God, the next thing I did was to turnover every green I see for signs of colonization from foreign objects. The pile of leaves, stems and what not categorized ‘to head for the bin’ was building a bukit.

It was already ten past noon, and the basin of ‘processed’ vege was barely half filled. Darn it!!,did mum accidentally buy those plants filled with tiny ETs or were all leafy veggies like that??!!”. My heart was crying, and my eyes were filled with sleepy tears. Mum’s voice was heard coming down the stairs. What? She’s already done showering? God, I need to double, no, triple the speed! I was examining leaf by leaf, turning if from front to back the plant was almost stuck near my eyes. Then, mum appeared and let out with a glee, “Oh my God, is that necessary to see THAT closely?” “Mum!!!You don’t know!!It’s full of aphids!! And they’re so small!!” “Look at how much I’ve thrown out!!….There are more at the back!!” Mum just smiled and left for other household chores. Sobz T-T, time is tick-tick-ticking away and there’s still half a basin of those, those…..SPINACH!!” Although I’m a supporter that cooking skills is a must for human’s survival, I had neglected the buying, selecting and most of all WASHing!!Finally, mum admitted that “Owh, if I knew there were so many aphids I wouldn’t have bought the pointed leaf spinach.”….”and, girl, I forgot to tell you that these (pointing to the some of the supposedly barred pile) can be ‘saved’ and not thrown” Now, God! I’ve already spent a dread long precious hour here, no, I’m not gonna save em’..T-T, sorry for the wastage….I mean, it’s not a lot….(fingers crossed,sweating..).

It was twelve forty when I finally completed the duel with those leaves, and stems and unwanted ETs. Sigh….the experience left me feeling a little ‘undomestic’ since cooking and cleaning wasn’t much of a trouble to me. And I vow, from the lesson learned-never to buy super leafy vegetables that are most likely to be manifested by lively aphids who are more than happy to stay at their new found homes despite long travels (you know the journey of veggies, I suppose? From off ground to lorries, to middlemen, etc?). Advice- buy veggies that require few washings and non-troublesome steps for cooking such as carrots, siu pak choy,ladies fingers , long beans and brinjal. And to all housewives and also women who are to go though transformation from ladies to wives, good luck in your process to the domestic household!!^^

roboto

Filed under: everyday life — lminz at 5:06 am on Friday, November 28, 2008

with a heart as cold as ice,

joint with pieces of metal,

of IC and circuits of evil,

in aim to reach perfection,

with emotions and feelings at distant,

and fear to drown in seclusion,

when darkness seeps,

and turns to black night,

it trickled tears,

tears that never cease to stop.

shaken by times of barren winds,

the shields of metal thickened,

and yet blood trickled,

when pierced by none but the truth,

so it seems the mind of spell,

has revealed its flesh,

released from strains of programmed chips,

the metal shields of make belief,

withdrew into feathers of release.

Note: This was composed after rereading my diary…which i confess mus’ve been written mostly when i’m down…and somehow inspired by a japanese drama i  watched recently. It depicts my other side whom i believed i had been living…

The Secret Garden

Filed under: everyday life — lminz at 9:20 pm on Saturday, September 20, 2008

The Secret Garden

The untold stories of the past,

Lurked and yearn for release,

As they peered through the cracks of cement.

Of creeps that lay out and hung unto the frame,

Strains of scarlet streaked across the walls,

The garden, once of great memories and joy,

Lies await of renaissance,

In fear of shambles,

And shunned bleakly by shams of the eye of heaven.

The aura of elegance it held,

Have been buried and bounded by truth of history.

*note: this is the starting entry of my attempt in poetry.feedback are welcome

lucky

Filed under: everyday life — lminz at 9:38 am on Saturday, July 12, 2008

I guess this’d probably roll into the category of a once in a blue moon post. Though there are tons of times i’ve thought of making an entry, they never promise to compose themselves in cyber reality. A significant note that a paper n pencil cud naturally slip in and provide ease when thoughts come flowin and you are just being cocooned in layers of boundaries to the online tech.

Happenings….thgs just happen in people’s lives. Some, without doubt,and others; maybe with a minor pinch of sixth sense. There are also occurences which nurtures the soul, shapes the mind. Though part of them might depict hardfelt or ache and rage, all these are part of life. The second it hit me that my mobile wasn’t sticking to me as always, my already worned out body sorted out in subconsious. It wasn’t panic at the moment,instead; i double-checked if my phone was anywhere with me. After a blurry mess up with my bag on the shaky train, a poor signal was sent to the twitched rusty antenna sticking out from my brain. *processing—–Oh!ok…my cutie mobile’s lost in space. Now wat..?

Events go to list as blur me had to bump into rediculous extra work matters like a need to have a sim card replacement, an atm card replacement, the need to suspend my phone line, living out of home w/o a cellphone, missing the bus, no personal transport(its always walking walking walking….or, marathon-ing?). Thgs had to be done to improvise matters and sumtimes these troublesome steps annoy me. And normally, these steps would be either followed or accompanied with numerous curses and murmurs of complaints in diff languages (esp the korean phrases i adopted*).

On second thought, an awareness floated steadily in. Perhaps…perhaps i was lucky that it was only my phone which was stolen. [not my precious push-for-money cards and my IC with the fair cute lady in it( I might x hav been photogenic on other days you know?...the picture taken is rather proudly presentable...hmm...thk god)] Perhaps it was a lesson of materialistic possessions which are never permanent in life, a pose of simple life w/o tech intrusion (life as it used to be before mobile phone inventions). Perhaps, the routes have taught me sum simple banking and top-ed up my knowledge of service providers..perhaps and perhaps….an endless row of perhaps.

Had I not read jean dominique’s the diving bell and the butterfly, perhaps, I would not have treasured the ‘luckiness’ i have had. After all, I am still pumped with oxygen n feeding my senses with life around. What are those happenings compared to a person bounded and burried in lock-in-syndrome? Whilst you can stil savour delis and aromas around, others might only be able to blink an eye at that time. So lucky or unlucky….its yours to deliver.

if you’re not the one

Filed under: Uncategorized — lminz at 8:21 am on Saturday, March 22, 2008

Pepper_breeze_If youre not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If youre not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all

I never know what the future brings

But I know you are here with me now
Well make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I dont want to run away but I cant take it, I dont understand
If Im not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

If I dont need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I dont need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If youre not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If youre not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?

I dont know why youre so far away
But I know that this much is true
Well make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in youre the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

I dont want to run away but I cant take it, I dont understand
If Im not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
cause I love you, whether its wrong or right
And though I cant be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

I dont want to run away but I cant take it, I dont understand
If Im not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that i

emptiness

Filed under: Uncategorized — lminz at 12:06 am on Monday, September 10, 2007

wen theres a time u can achieve emptiness….it is a time where u feel your soul soar…. wen all feels light as a feather….where all tears are of joy and hapiness….wen u can only leave everythg behind u….and smile at all obstacles that you face in life….will u be able to stay in the serenity within u.

mm…jus a moment’s thought. Thx dad, thx mum, thx to all….who’ve played a part in my life. Love a all^^

A drifted thought,….

Filed under: Uncategorized — lminz at 4:57 am on Friday, August 24, 2007

So…..this was supposed to have gone up on the net for
sumtime..hahah…and its like this….

Sitting at the café…my mind mingles as I let time pass off
waiting for an established connection….its a long wait…..and of false hopes it
gave, it let me down. When I was of such high spirits and enthusiasm to refill
myself with the joy of the borderless world, to run from the emptiness and deep
dark tunnel I unconsciously dug n hid myself in…..it jus gave me a heartless
shudder n left me….. Frustration I have not….for I have had bruised myself for
a time too long…somehow an immunity towards such feelings ceased to exist in
me.

I was a mixture of such frustrations I was almost falling
and drowning in a world of fallacies. I was, at a time, the happiest; I was, at
a time, the most frustrated, and at a time, in a most hurtful situation, and of
it, there were dreams which dragged my feet off reality. I began to get
astray….too far from what I am……bonding myself with what I’m not. I lost myself
in a milky way…wandered in a space of uncertainty….and found myself pitifully
looking at the evil eyes of the world I live in. I grew small, I lost faith…..I
abandoned my belief…I was thrown in a hidden world unknown to me…where even the
tiniest spark of happiness would be dampened….I desired to be alone…to well up
a concoction of feelings…I wanted to bury them in the furthest part of space….

And then……ohh….a sudden pang of hunger dragged me off , back
to where I am….looking back….it seemed I walked myself into a journey of my
partially evil-psycho like twin in me…..Pheww…..I have no idea…but I guess I gt
try and book myself a ticket to the realm of wireless webs b4 it’s a pull bac
to…ohh…..pls….don’t growl…><….pull bac to…..cafe??…..of….I’m at the
café…..but……no sign of cash on me….just some traces of …………mmm..dear Dr.
Jekyll….where art thou?

aaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAHHHHHHH!!><

Filed under: everyday life — lminz at 8:35 pm on Friday, September 22, 2006

Been crazy for a moment or so….there has been so many times that i feel like screaming on the top of my voice, or to cry a river. Its kind of non-sensical but the urge just comes and overpowers my subconsious. I don’t know why but its been too often that i categorize myself weird and afraid of my own. I lost myself…it happens gradually without knowing the reason why.

       Is it my emotions were fooling around with me or i’ve been a pessimist over the years when i feel abandoned or hurt? Sigh, everything is fine and i have to constantly remind myself that it’s just the mid which is creating these haunting moments in my life.

      Hopefully these days would never creep in my life again….*prays hard><

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