Tuesday, March 13, 2007


I have to put this up.
U haf no idea how high my mum was when she saw this pic.

According to her,
she has never looked this good.

check out her blog at www.laohiaozhabo.blogspot.com

I'm kidding!!!
My mum doesn't blog!!!

Took her out for her monthly food feast today at Holiday Inn.
Cheap.
Classy decor.
Nice captain who is too friendly with my mum.
Food is ok,nothing to rave abt thoh.

There is this chinese couple who was sitting a table away from us.
They're old.
The man is balding, with sparse ivory hair peppered unevenly over his shiny head.
The woman has on a very xin fu smile on her face as they sat opposite each other,
eating,
softly chatting,
conversation punctuated by the gentle clinks of metal utensils against pocelain plates.

Whenever her plate empties,
the man gets up and refills it.
Whenever her cup empties,
the man gets up and brings back another,
filled with hot, aromatic cuppucino.

The woman always smile when she sees her man returning.
That is the expression of content, I guess.

That is marriage.

The sort that makes u sob in envy,
the kind that is written in fairytales.

A few months ago,
I was askin a fellow colleague abt his love story,
and I used to think that his was one of the most romantic reali life
love story I've ever heard.

Girl makes a call to a wrong no. in feb
Guy picks up.
Girl apologises and hangs up.

They started sms-ing, two strangers.

On Valentine's Day,
he asked her out.
It was the 1st time they met.
Gradually, they fell in love,
and after only a few months,
they pledged eternity.

Because according to him,
"she's the one"

A few months back,
when we were at this KTV pub,
he broke out in tears while he was halfway thru this Guang Liang song.
He was havin problems with his wife
and he was devastated at the thot of losing her.

He wonders if she still loves him.
He worries that she doesn't anymore.

A few months later,
he knows the rates of hotel 81 like the back of his hand. Rushin out and not makin full use of his money bcos he has to pick up his missus from work. Regrettin tt he did not take a package with shorter hours.

This is marriage too.

The sort that makes u sob in all its superficial glory
the kind that lives in reality.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

NOw u know the reason why i love ur blog ??

It's entries like THIS !!!

*wink*

5:49 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

*takes a deep bow*

Thank you!

I take tt as a well-deserved compliment P

Ur posts are just as well-written wat!

10:29 PM  

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