-CNY-

Gong Hei Fatt Choi everyone!
Happy Niu Year =)
we miss you ah po and kung kung..

REUNION

-some random shots-

-pro wannabe-

-the koncos-

-showing her imba-ness with the master's supervision-

-candid-

-limbo limbo & boogie woogie-

- night fever!! overdosed with alcohol!-

-me, ahsou & justin- =)

-bulge and bundled..-

-the kins..few were missing-

the road trip will be next..
and lotsa soirees.
mahjong.. poker...

-Narration-

at times i do feel that i am in a cat and mouse game
anybody interested? haha

i'm being enlightened by the miss
till now, i cant seem to grasp the profundity of hers
its like a high stakes poker game
weighing all the stakes on one single luck or remain patience
'fung sui lun lau juen' was the phrase *guess so
patience is a virtue
outplaying other bettors is not my intent
winning is important but virtues are the one the soul within weigh in the most

do i know how to outplay?
yes i do, i do know
but there was once, i am caught up in this
by doing so, for once or more you might stake it your way
but 'everyday is not sunday'
i treasure something more
those lil virtues and those bettors that i respect

often times, its not that i dont catch the catch
just that she dont see the sanenss and the why for
i do count my chips before i lay the stakes
its a one time go for a tourney
all the tenseness are pinching me all over
emotions are swinging like those metal pendulum

when i start to realize why the chips are going down
i start to fathom the 'unseen' and 'within'
some say a lil more faith and confidence is all i need
looking back with a worry behind those grin is what she do
and this causes amass of perplexity running through those thoughts
by the end of it, the voices answer to me
and that is when i know..
what is a good game

confidence and stability is what the soul within lack off
but yet i start to see the 'unseen' and why i am something to someone
i believe in those voices who answer to me
that is why i know what matters and what not

those who see with their heart,
they will fathom
those who see with their sight,
they are the ones who will loose all the ever good things in life
sound so complicated eh

poker poker!
anyone?

-Candor-

there i am prancing in the meadow
abandoning the obfuscatory of existent
looking at the simplest thing and doting on unvarnished fine things

i've been coated lily white lately
unutterable is what defines the undescribable soul within

somehow somewhat i feel what she feels
she fathoms the 'unseen' and the 'to be seen'
she started the joke, but the joke was on me
and i started the joke, but the joke was on her
one step, tripped
two step, tottered
and three step still

finally, she giggles and cackled
looking at the puddle where she leap
turning her head around and there he is
the jester with the donk hard jumpers grinning at me
even though the speakable seems to be unspeakable
but yet, she fathoms the 'unseen' and the devotion

even though i might have tripped
but its nothing, but a mere scratch
and that lil gash will recover
because the jester with the donk hard jumpers is all worth it