quotation 2

Continuing on......from

http://birdwnolegs.blogspot.com/2011/09/quotation-1.html

1. It's the quietness in feeling the love between us

The melancholic feeling of love

Allow me to stand still in the midst of the oasis, in the midst of sandstorm

clinging, onto you.

2. Love is like a bank.  Yes many use this illustration, maybe.

We leave each piece of us each time there.

All we can wish was that the bank would keep it safe and give us good interest rate, so that it could grow faster, richer.

3. There's a currency marked on everything.
Translated into yes money sometimes, or love, time, patience, tolerance quantification.

4. Quality of time is overrated - without the quantity, how to gain the quality. In the book of QC management, it doesnt correlate.

5. I dont know if I mentioned before.
Time heals one's wound is also bullshit.
Time can only numb a wound if it's the real wound. And it leaves scars as time goes by.

Enjoy!
Bullshits!
Brainstorm Bullshits.
Enjoying Bullshits.
My motto. :))

My iphone ghost dream

I had a horribke maybe food poisoning or serious stomach cramp from curse - I laid in bed for 3 days, slept for maybe 50+ hours. That kind of pain - worse than my worst period pain - I thought I was about to die - than I wonder, how many times it would be if vs childbirth - I hope it's only double of what I experienced, then maybe I would think about it - if it's three times, then forget it......:))

OK, well, this ghost dream, I gotta say - after the dream, my pain was so much better. hehe, not sure if my action in there cured me or not.

Anyways, there were 2 parts - 

1st part was, I checked into this hotel. The staff was really really rude, but apparently it was located at a big tourist place with really huge beach & sea, in the midst of gigantic cliff - I know it's not from earth. I was on biz, not for fun, so I didnt really care much about the hotel service. I remembered I met some people, maybe biz meeting - but hazey memory now - anyhow 2 things I remembered clearly was - when I was to take a lift to 14th floor, it wasnt the normal lift. It was in a form of Roller Coaster and the structure was gignatic - I guess in that universe, going to 14th floor from ground didnt mean going up, but going laterally. I recalled, I screamed while on the lift as it was a really really thrilling ride. So next scene was I witnessed how they killed fish. It's the most bloody stomach turned way - it's gigantic fish also - bigger than human at least 2-3 times. Those butcher would put them on the top of a car- knifed in the middle without touching the head. Then both sides of flesh were left opened then they would use a knife to remove the bone. However, the fish head didnt look like a fish but a bulldog....hehe....honestly I almost threw up in my dream and even now. I also recalled - I was talking to myself, when I woke up from this dream, I shouldnt eat fish anymore. :))

Then 2nd part was the iphone ghosts.

While I was lying in bed in my dream with my darling puppy - Lottie, she tugged into my bosom sleeping. I was noticing on my phone - a picture (ewww....even now I typed it, I had goosebumps) - there was a female ghost in the background and she started really serious killing the people in the pictures. It was so so so bloody & eerie & scary that I knew I gotta quickly pressed delete in order to save those souls - but my phone was hanged temporarily coz I was too......excitedly agitatedly pressing the trash button. It was so eerie that Lottie was shaking frighteningly even in sleep that I got more angry with that ghost in my iphone- she could even affect my dog in such a way from a distance. So I kept killing her.........there...........but it was too scary that I was woken up from the dream in sweat.

:D

A Person without A Dining Table

I was having Bagel this morning, basically my plate was on the floor - then I realized, since.....maybe 10-12 years, I havnt had a dining table in my apartment. Reasons : Usually I live in studio flat, with my dog....well, less is full. And even despite I have 2 rooms sometimes, I constantly feel - hving a chinese antique looking cabinet is more important than dining table.

But I think the fact is - I didnt want anyone to live with me. :) Nor I find the needs of a dining table to entertain my frenz - as a good old chest is a convertable coffeetable already or alcohol stool.

So while, I am chewing on my bagel, I had this thought - next time when I move, I need a dining table. I am entering a next phase in life, I need to start thinking - maybe I will be able to share with someone, for real, this time. Someone says - U always need space in a wardrobe so to attract positive energy that U will find someone.....but for me, I can always find ways to share a cabinet, just buy a bigger one, a taller one. Yet, the concept of sitting down, sharing a meal with someone....maybe few times a week is abit alien notion for me. I know....to most who are attached or families may find this strange - but since child, I never liked to sit in the same dining table with my family to share a meal - I always ate alone in a corner, listening to radio or studying.

So someone once said - I pretended to be weird - frankly, when I looked back, I couldnt say this is weird....but....I was surely not brought up normally not by my parents but by myself.

Though.....my roomate came to my mind before I closed this entry - I think the only time I recalled I liked to sit around the dining table properly was when I was living with a bunch of gals in Uni - we shared meals, we talked rubbish......it was kind of cool.