as I am listening to this song ” Love of My life” by one of
British legendary band “Queen”,
it occurred to me that this song is actually written by a gay guy.
I start to wonder if the romantic love between gay couples is the same form as the straight relationships.
If so, then the people who are praising and making such a sweet image of romantic boy and girl relationship should not reject gay people.
Well people in the past might mate to reproduce.
But people nowadays are not like animal.
None of us get married to multiply and fill the earth with our offsprings.
We are looking for a soul mate, someone we can share our life with.
Someone we can communicate, connect, and share our vision with.
For some people, the one and only soul who can connect and understand them are from the same gender.
If love is about heart and soul, then I am 100% supportive about homosexual relationship.
Just an opinion. What do you guys think?
:”D
I wonder if one day my life could be a little bit easier
and I can stop thinking and worrying so much.
i just want to have a night where I can sleep tight without
all this anxiousness.
But life is a never ending battle that gets harder each day.
Sometimes I wonder if other people live easier lifes.
If not , how can they stand up and just go on through all these blows?
TIRED TIRED TIRED.
I am really physically and mentally exhausted with my life.
Ok, my dog has been behaving really strange , she hugs my leg every time I walk ,
scratches my leg and bites my toes whenever I am ignoring her ,
climbs to my bed and sleep beside me even though it’s hot like hell,
and worst of all , CRIES very loud whenever I am not around
( like when she is in the living room and I am in the kitchen or bedroom ),
even though it’s only half a meter away.
I really hate her behaving like some attention thirst bitch.
Specially since she bites and scratches A LOT and its painful.
I scolded her , put her in the cage ,ignore her , push her away and put her on leash ,
but this naggy behavior does not stop.
I take her for a walk almost everyday, so it is not like I am not spending enough time with her.
She still listens to command like sit , no , stay , come , get the ball , drop , etc.
It seems like she has turned from an obedient loving dog into a spoiled monster.
What should I do ???
My mom only stay at home and cook if either me , my sister or my dad is sick.
I used to say loudly that I am proud of her for being a female entrepreneur and a leader…
She has always had a very high social hierarchy , even as compare to the men.
Being brought up in this condition, I can’t help to have this negative perspective about women who stay at home or
work as their husbands’ helpers.
Yet , I have to admit that its kinda nice to see her cleaning the house , cook , iron my dad’s clothes
and massage him.
I start to wonder what will our family be right now if my mom had given up her job 20 years ago ,
and spend more time to actually do the housework and help my dad.
Maybe it is worthed not to earn money and gave up her dream or even have lower social hierarchy as long as she spend
enough time of her life with him and us in her life.
Maybe it is better for ladies to be a mother and homemaker than a cash-maker.
After all , as my sister said “People earn money to live, not live to earn money”.
Revolution by Robbie Williams
Don’t fight the feeling, relax
Oh child the knot’s in your back
‘Cause you’ve been holding on
I feel you when you’re reaching out
I’ll talk you through memories
Just keep breathing with me
It’s time to hold my hand
And walk into the revolution
When there’s no one to touch
And you’ve been thinking too much
You only hurt yourself
When it’s all about retribution
I see the pain in your face
And praying rare for this space
It’s time to lead you on
C’mon, it’s a revolution
When you can’t keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes
But love shines on
And on and on and
With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
You’re gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
You’ll find yourself yet
Walking with the revolution
Talking about the revolution
Walking with the revolution
Taking you higher
Old love lingers on
You’re just feelin it wrong
I know you’re tired
But when it’s time to sleep you’re gone forever
Make friends with your past
And you can leave it at last
It’s time to find yourself
Walking with the revolution
And you can keep on keeping on and
Everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody hurts sometimes
But love shines on and on and on and
Time and tide’s on your side
There’s no need to hide
I feel your pain
Don’t talk to me about evolution
A million miles with one step
You’ll find yourself yet
When you’re walking with the revolution
Walking with the revolution
A million miles with one step
And you’ll find yourself yet
When you’re walking with the revolution
Graduation is approaching , and I haven’t got a job , nor a place to live.
My dad asked me to come home again and again.
But I don’t fell like letting my dad pay for my bond… specially in this economical condition. My parents work really hard for their earning.. it will be really selfish to let them pay such a big amount of money for me.
Yet , it is extremely difficult for me to find a house and housemates , give the fact that Abbie is living with me.
I can’t go back to Indonesia temporary and leave Abbie here alone… She will be depressed.
But if I bring her back to Indonesia , there is no way I could bring her back to Singapore.
Abbie will stay with me, if I must give up eveything but one ,
she will be the one who stay.
I have been randomly applying for jobs
even those totally unrelated to my discipline.
to be honest , I am really worried.
And I have asked people to settle abbie documents to bring her home.
what am i suppose to do ?
where should I go from here?
All this thought make me want to cry. haizzz….
Despite the fact that I feel very thankful for those sending me birthday wishes and all the stuffs to brighten my day,
this day really makes me think.
So it has been 23 years and I am suppose to be mature and settled by now.
Yet I am still wandering around , thinking about what to do and how to live tomorrow.
My sister once said that happiness is a privilege ,
I guess what I have never noticed is the fact that maybe the privilege is not mine.
I always wonder if there will be one day when my soul finally find its peaceful place to rest ,
and I stop wondering if I should walk a little further , or fight a little harder.
I wonder if there is something in my past that cause me to deprive.
Or is it something that I need yet to fulfill?
Is it true that everybody has their own path in life? Had I taken the wrong path and
lost in the place I don’t belong?
Maybe.
Or maybe I need to learn to appreciate what I have in life and ease my own restless soul?
I wish that one day I will find my happiness and a place I can call home; and you too… happiness for you and your loved ones. Amen.
I’ve been thinking
I’ve been thinking I’ve been thinking too much
I just want to live now for a little while
And cast my dreams to the wind
Don’t wanna wonder
Don’t wanna wonder what it’s all about
I’m just working for a living singing with my friends
As I cast my dreams to the wind
Maryland, I’m coming home
Never worry about what I did wrong
And that I’ll never be what my daddy wanted me to be
And I’ll never see what my mama’s dreams were
But I will sing
La la la la la la la la…
I wanna fly
I wanna fly down the highway to my home away from home
This funky funky club on Fairfax Avenue to see you
I’ll never give up
Because what is there to give up anyway
I’m just working for a living working for my pay
In Maryland it’s raining somewhere in some cafe
Maryland, I’m coming home
Never worry about what I did wrong
And that I’ll never be what my daddy wanted me to be
And I’ll never see what my mama’s dreams were
But I can sing
La la la la la la la la…
This is a real story
Once there was a popular girl who was in a relationship with a guy.
The guy , who deeply loved the girl , paid for her study ,
living ,and provided everything she needed.
He worked very hard days and nights to afford her lavish lifestyle.
After years an years of being together,
the girl managed to get her bachelor and master degree.
The guy , on the other hand , due to the fact that he was always busy earning money ,
was only a high school graduate.
When it comes to marriage , the girl’s family refused to accept the guy.
He was just an uneducated young man.
and the girl , at that point, was a highly educated successful career woman.
The girl was torn between her parents and her lover,
and she become worried about her future,
how can a girl like her afford to live without her lavish lifestyle?
After years and years of uncertainty
she decided to marry a doctor .
Of course.. that was the most respectable occupation.
The guy was broken-hearted,
but life went on.
Years passed them by.
She had two children. And so did he.
They lived a good life.
Yet I wonder if there was even any slight regret.
I wonder if there were time that they looked back and said
“if only…”
I wonder if this sentence cross the mind of those ex-lovers.
I wonder what makes two people decided to unite and stick together.
I wonder of any , among all the people in the crowd ,
a single soul longing for his unrequited love.
Not everyone has a happy ending.
I always wonder where is mine , and where is yours,
and where are theirs?
Is it this?
Are there more?
