Everything starts from nothing...

wee says: sometimes i wonder how we people manage to get ourselves into a mess
wee says: i wonder how a mess starts forming.. and then how we end up in a mess
Osmanthus says: well, it usually starts from nothing... then it snowballs and goes out of control, and becomes a mess...
Osmanthus says: hey, don't think that's cool? everything starts from nothing

Yes, everything has to start from nothing. Even the big humongous mess which is starting in your face now; it started from nothing, zero, absence of matter.

I guess, the trick is not not even let a speck of trouble come into existence, or not, before you know it, it would have turned into a mess.

The truth...

Sometimes we tell the truth because we need to say aloud to really hear for ourselves.

- Grey's Anatomy, Episode 3, Season 4

Love prevails?

I just watched the final episode for Season 3 of Grey's Anatomy.

Burke decides to call of the wedding because he loved Cristina enough to let her go.
Meredith and Derek may not make it, even though they went through so much just to be together.
Izzie is in love with George. who's going to have a baby with Callie.
Alex decides to do the right thing and walk away from possibly the life of his life, because she's married.

We were all brought up to believe in true love and happily ever afters.

But apparently we're all suckers. True love's not enough to result in happily ever afters.

Whatever happened to love finally winning the day?

I don't get it.

Just walk away...

That's what I do best. Walk away.

I don't do what other people do. They cajole, they persuade, they threaten, they reason, they beg, they ask for another chance, they manipulate, they connive, they entertain, they think of new tricks to amuse, they faltter, they bluff, they lie, they give in, they suck up, they seduce, they fight for it, they cry, they strategise, they do all sorts of things.

But I don't. I choose not to. I choose not to be bothered. I don't wait for an explanation sometimes. Usually it's not worth it. I try, to a point.

And then I just simply walk away.

And I keep on walking....

Falling...

Just let me fall.
I want to fall.
Into nothingness.
Into stillness.
Into quietness.
Into aloneness.

I like.
Still
Quiet
Lonely
Nothingness.

I won't take your hand.
I can't take your hand.
Your hand is not strong enough
To save me.
I don't want to be saved.

Just let me fall.
Don't catch me.
Don't hold me.
Don't save me.

Let me fall.
Falling into
Salvation

Just

Just let me be.
Just let it be.
I'm fine, really. I'll be ok.
How many other ways can you say it.
To stay away from well-intentioned but unwise people.
Whose help I don't need and sympathy I don't want.
I don't want your sermonizings.
I don't need your opinions.
I don't need your philosophical rantings of
what it should be and how you should be.

Just let me.
Just let be.
No I don't want to talk about it.
No there's no use talking about it.
If you really care, just show it and stop it.
Stop talking, stop asking, just stop it.
Why must you keep talking about everything and nothing?

Just go.
Just leave.
I can't deal with you right now.
I can't deal with it right now.
No I don't have any answers for you.
No I don't have any answers for myself.
Maybe there are no answers at all?

Just
Let me fall.
Because I want to let go and
Let fall.

You Ain't Too Heavy, You're My Sista!

Letter to another friend....

Hello, how are you feeling?

Better now?

I know I could have texted you or told you verbally lah, but I just wanted to pen down my thoughts first, to be more coherent and more comprehensive.

I just wanted to tell you....

• You don't have to be 100% correct 100% of the time you know.
• It's ok to get only 10% correct 10% of the time, and to let go of the other 90% which is out of your control.
• Sometimes we have to learn to have a little faith that even if we can't control the other 90%, it will turn out ok.

That's what friends are for. They keep the faith for you when you no longer have any faith to believe. When you don't feel like you have the strength and energy to be postitive anymore, it's ok to borrow your friends' strength and faith and energy, until you've managed to gather enough resources to start believing again.

Don't labour under the misconception that you're perfect and and can do everything for yourself. That's a fallacy that will cause you to start expecting too much of yourself.

What you lack, I have; and what I lack, I need your help to fill in the gaps.

Together we make a stronger and better team. Together we can go through and do much more than we can on our own.

So it's ok to be weak sometimes. Just make sure you're surrounded by strong people.

You're not too heavy, you're my sister.

In fact, there's actually a song about this.

Lean On Me

Sometimes in our lives we all have pain We all have sorrow But if we are wise We know that there's always tomorrow Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on For it won't be long 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on

Please swallow your pride If I have things you need to borrow For no one can fill those of your needs That you won't let show You just call on me brother, when you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on

If there is a load you have to bear That you can't carry I'm right up the road I'll share your load If you just call me Call me (if you need a friend)

The Shirt, The Iron and The Ironing Board

I've been doing so much ironing lately, and so obssessed with churning out nicely-ironed clothes hung nicely on hangers that I've lost my marbles actually. This is an actual conversation I overheard, the Shirt saying to the Iron, near the Ironing Board ...

"Oooh. I love the feel of your smooth shiny metal body. I can't wait to have you hard metal running over my shirt body.

Ok, I've just come out of the dryer, and I'm damp and I'm steamy. Iron me.

Iron me! Don't leave me suspended on a hanger!

Iron me over and over again, run your iron over my creases and my wrinkles. Run it over my entire fabric. See the steam. Hear the sizzle. Lay me down on your ironing board and iron me until I'm flat out.

Plug yourself into the elctrical socket and heat yourself up. Fill yourself up with water. Steam it up. Just for me. Iron me.

Unbutton me, spread me open, and lay me down on the ironing board, and iron me.

Ok. I'm done. Lay me flat on the ironing board and let me cool down."

Stoopid!

I am usually quite a patient person, but there is one thing that I cannot tolerate.

And that one thing is stupidity.

I have zero tolerance for stupid people, as well as people asking me stupid questions.

Why why WHY must Heaven punish me this way?! What did I do to deserve this?

I wish there was some Stupid People Repellant Spray thing that I can spray on myself to keep these people at bay. But then again, there won't be that many people left on earth.

*evil laugh*