Thursday, October 18, 2007

Oh folder, wherefore art thou?

Like a sandal left on the beach, forever separated from its mate,

Like a little girl suddenly alone, looking desperately for Mummy,

Like a twentysomething searching for direction,

is a folder containing hundreds of e-mails I was compiling for work.

Lost.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Driving with Spunky

I love my yellow car with the horses. I do. I love how my brother says he doesn't need me to ring the doorbell when I arrive, because the yellow glow that precedes it already tells him I'm outside. I love that friends find it easy to follow me when we're going to a place they don't know. I love that I was able to buy the car I'd been eyeing for a year, for 1/5 less than market price but in near-new condition.

However, I am not so crazy about the fact that almost every day, I only have to drive past a bus stop or busy pedestrian walkway to find people waving at me with great fervour. It's not because Malaysians are a friendly bunch. It's because they think my precious Spunky is a taxi.

Sigh. Talk about not knowing a good thing when they see one.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Wish for the day


To love You all my life and have all Your dreams for me come true.

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