A Song From Sweet Brats..."Sweetness"

Browsing through my old trunk in lappy and accidentally found this piece of masterpiece...a song written by one of my students in Malacca during my final year practicum. A brilliant and tender-hearted kid; a brainy who challenged me at the very first sight of me...thinking who the hell is this Chinese girl trying to be a smartie here? Well, within 3 months time, this is what he wrote for me...Ladies and gentlemen, presenting..."Sweetness"


'Sweetness'

You really so sweet
Visitor in the sleep
Thought you were mean
Turn out u so keen

You just came to teach
But you a bit childish
You good in English
But your slang were funny with it

Chorus
We love you so
We love you Ms.Wong

Dont forget the whole
thing we'd done in 3 months long

You a funny lady
Sometimes silly to me
Always back me up
No matter i'm down or up

Chorus

Solo(not finish yet...hehehe)

It is time for you go
Sure hard to let go
It is your job
Hope you never stop,but..

Only I know,only I know
Only we know
You really important in one life's show

Chorus

Remember us RK brat
Only make you mad
Promise won't be bad
No need to feel sad


You like it? When I received it, I couldn't help but dampen my cheeks. It's not about what I achieved in my result or my practical outcome albeit I scored an A for that subject. It's a personal achievement; a whole-hearted recognition given by those lovely brats...accolades which further strengthen my belief in delivering my sincere effort spending in educating them rather than just to complete my practical. It makes me reflect on how true it is when I named this blog as The Garden of Sow And Reap...Whatever you sow is whatsoever you reap one day...It’s the law of karma…and I’m glad that I sowed unconditionally back then.

A Day At Gym Wakes Me Up...

A friend asked to destress at gym...and I agreed without thinking...feeling that it's time to turn all the volcanic eruption into a positive energy. And off we went; and that's when I found out that...I'm old d, man!I didn't even complete a 30 minutes workouts!!!

When the treadmill started to get going ...faster and faster...and I started to focus in keeping up the pace; that is when the old sensation came alive! Just focused at keeping up the pace...sapping away all your troubles and worries. Just stay aiming at achieving your goal...nothing more nor less! Eventually, I managed to drag on for 25 minutes...well, at least I stayed on the track that long after years of hibernation!!! Hah

The drenched and exhausted Shawn is what I see in the mirror...and that healthy glowing silly face is nostalgic...which I haven't seen in years...The face freed of worries and facade...the real innerself...how I wish to turn back time...to be myself again...

I found that I've slowly losing it all after entering the career world. I lost my principles, my genuine-self, my passion for life and my personality. Somehow somewhere in my life, I started to hate myself. Reflection of the ugly drenched duckling inside the mirror is like a wake-up call; reaching out to me...begging my soul to bring her back; back to where she once inhabited.

Hopefully once I pick up the rusty gear I will keep it going...and regain my trueself again. Once again, thanks a lot, Mickey...you are one good buddy! Thanks for letting me mirroring back myself one more time.

Dear Kiara...

Baby, Mommy missed you much. I dreamt of you again. The nostalgia gushed back into my mind again, counting on how much fun and joy, pain and grief we had together. Remember the blog I tried very hard to write for you after you’re gone? Well, Mommy did it yet never publishes it up to now…for there is never enough room to describe you; for your existence in my life is beyond word.

The guilt still never leave me though; for I never get the chance to see you one last time; to tell you how much you meant to me and to hold you one final time. When Mum told me that you were gone, you couldn’t imagine how I went through my days…barrels of tears and life in avalanche… you will definitely heartbreak to see your beloved owner in despair.

I remembered how you used to be there for me all the time, wagging your tail; devotedly waiting for my return from school.
I remembered how I used to share with you my stories; for you gave me assurance that you never kiss and tell. I longed for the ticklish sensation when you gnawed my ears. I yearned for you to lick my tears away. And now, I ached for you are not here when I needed you most…Mommy love you, my sweet child…

Liar Liar The Truth Is On Fire...

I've been educate not to tell lie...and I've read "The Boy and The Wolf". I wonder if those who have read the book still not enlightened by the moral of the story. I hated liar...and disgusted by the fact to have them around me.

I've always been eulogized to be witty and proud of that...but now I've finally come to the point to know what a dim-witted child I am...Being fooled and kept in the dark...until this very moment of truth.

Well, I guess that's not a bad thing to discover by now. At least I get to know that not everyone deserve my kindness, truthfulness and friendship.

Thank you for enlighten me in real life, practically with a deep punch, leaving a perpetual mark to remind me it's always good to have the benefit of doubt on my side. I'm fooled but I'm glad to experience this setback...for I'll be wiser in future. Thank you, my DEAR FRIEND!

A Sinner I Am...

Forgive me God for I have sinned. I promised myself for I won’t succumb yet I failed. Circumstances are meant to be alluring and human is doomed to be tested with only two outcomes; success or failure…and mine the latter. I entrusted myself so much that the relinquishment put me into shame and notoriously labeled my life for eternal. Should I be given another chance to choose, would I still make the same decision? I have no answer…for time can never be restored.

Current situation only consent a path which I must follow and will always do – Make a choice and never look back! I’ve gained this message from my beloved sisters and it has helped me to be who I am and where I belong now… and this will be the guiding light I will hold on to now…

Who ordain the norm?

There’s a common believe that guy and girl can never be best friends. Well, at least that’s what most people believe in. I used to challenge the belief once upon a time; when I was very much a confidante to Wei Hon. Eventually we drifted apart and other encounters started to take place in my life…and I became one of the myth believers. I started to reckon that best friend can never be from opposite gender as either one will eventually have a crush on the other…And today, I proudly reclaim my once-deserted tenet…Soul mates are regardless gender and age.