-Habitual-

this is my second post of the month.
like i stated, 'she is inconstant with her deportment'.
just so you know, don't ya?
i am on a hectic run and hustling around the tick tock hours.
mass of papers i need to go through and heaps of dope to con.
euphonies and marlboro will keep me company.
not to forget, green tea frap.

often times, i am obscured by the misleads.
often times, i don't fathom why the paces are delusive.
may it be my fallacious thoughts bewildering the inner soul
or film strip like figments mocking me.
but for now, i am freeing myself from all limiting beliefs
and attend to my inner voice.

a week more, i'll be heading for a visitation.
and to pay my respect to her and him.
time pass me by day by day
dont you just linger and abide a little.
well, ill just measure up to those tick-tocks.

well, su headed back for convo on tues.
some pictos of our last outing.

-Redbox+, Gardens-

- limpehs for the day-

-close couzzie of mine-

-Dormante-

i'm kinda engaged with a little something.
my bones are too lazy and logy.
the internet linkage is causing me probs.
on the brighter facet, i got my vitae =)
and the 'list' is check.

me went to gardens today.
and i got bundles of delicto and...
i miss my greentea frap..
while i was jotting, i heard emerson's song.
me heart it..
me met up with mr.F..
and i got the 1st surps..

heart it, heart it
it's simple and perfect for the pet

later on, we went to check out the shades with dulio.
i am lovin those oakley..
and the pet is getting one.
awwww.. berry cham..

*i am dashing off now due to gg-fication of chestnuts..

-Bittersweet-

lately, the weatherman was chameleonic and inconstant with his deportment. damn, the weather look worse thru the window.
'weather is a great metaphor for life. sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad, and there's nothing much you can do about it but carry an umbrella.'

the woman overslept but managed to reach in time.
lecture was effin bored and the lecture hall was f'kin cold.
cold was pinching me all over and it felt like i was left in the gelid waters. ah yea, i'm in a hyperbole state and me cant help it. maybe it was those dysphoric tick-tocks for the past weekend.

i met chee sang and his love today. i was kinda bei at that moment.
the last time was a year ago. we will ket chup soon..

Kenko Fish Spa

these are the smaller ones


the biggie ones

i wasted 10 mins of whines and squeaks.
me prefer those biggie ones than the med ones.
while he was awed with the fishy, i met a stranger from italy.. they were both inducing me to dunk my panda feet in. and i ternaik kereta.
but overall, me lyk it. =)
i lyk those tingling sensation and i will be back.

-it was a beautiful day-

i will post about my road trip to penang the next time
i'm waiting for those pictos.
*i'm so sick of CKT!!

-Bundled-

i am just back from penang and ipoh.
i miss my bunk.
sniff sniff.. the scent and traces..
the best were the kadows of the pengdaglets.

oh my, i am so sick of CKT.
CKT, my daily dose of tiffin.
CKT, the chow that makes me go gaga

as usual..
they were all bundled up in the mass.

-moolah hour-

-the goddess and her cohorts. *pity the specky, his nike flops got filched-

-her 'phung' elixir. -

-shen and his woman-

-the fishies-

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there's plenty of time left tonight..

i promised i'll have u home before daylight.
we do the best we can in a small town..
act like big city kids when the sun goes down.
lift your gaze from the pavement..
hasting my way at the fast lane..

and i'm walking downtown.

-hit-or-miss-

i am lazing too much lately.
and my life is slow pacing.
i am back to the restless nights
due to sprained arm and uncalled for shyts.

i am in a rage lately and ms.endure aint residing.
seriously, i cant take nuisance in life and human who dont respect life.
you might thought i am stereotyping and shyts, but IDGAS
need respect? earn it! gain it!
maturity doesnt age with the parallel of time and u dont have to state yourself.
maturity is the fine line between life and experience

“To make mistakes is human; to stumble is common place; to be able to laugh at yourself is maturity.”

wiliam arthur

today i met up with oli and we went to bgsr for makan.
'u reli bolster me, dont u!! xoxo'
while we were lookin for spaces
i recalled those evanescing moments.
*thank u so much for the kindness u've offered. it was one of those twinkling tick-tocks that reside within the soul.
-white lily
-cakes
-rose petals
-playground
-guitar
-puzzle
-boxful of my hearts
-endless surprises

the panda is having an anticipated twitch.
she'll be headin for a road trip tomorrow.
ahhh, i feel bad because i'll be skippin classes.
guess this is it.

oh yea, something for Jeffrey..
*got the news about the demise of ur grndpa.
my deepest condolence to you and your family.

-Tagged-

this is my privy lodge..
i just dont understand why they like to ask me for my blog..

x i am tagged by ms.N. x
x sweet of u babe x
x often times, i aint a muser x
x there it goes x

1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
get over it and move on my life without him

2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?
become a psychic

3. Whose butt would you like to kick?
that bitch for now

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
cede, invest, handover half of it to the ones me love & poker

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
no

6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
can i say both

7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
i dont wait, time is precious

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
be happy for him and yet, confess to him

9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?
yes, my loves

10. What takes you down the fastest?
neurosis

11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
married, accomplishments & euphoria..

12. Who is currently the most important people to you?
my family and my pet =)

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
optimistic, jolly & extrovert

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
married but poor.. sucker for love i am

15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?
laze

16. Would you give all in a relationship?
yes... ummm depends

17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
firstly, i wont.. if yes, neither one of them.

18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
i will forgive but not forget

19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
unwed but attached

-Good Ole Times-

distant flickering
it's greener scenery
this weather's bringing it all back again
great adventures
faces in condensation
i'm going outside to take it all in

took a walk
took a trip
to the loci for visitation
paying respect to the departed
and a cum assemblage

the pixelated moments
the picto in motion
reminded me of the kinfolks
the tear duct dampen me

-an altar cost rm3xxxx.. a moolah suction-

-we heart u-

-long haul of monotony motion-

On our way home, we took the suburb freeway. the dampest tract in kl, where mc spend their furlough together. it was all drizzles and mizzles through the driveway and i am blaming it on the weatherman for my good ole day.

-The Potion-

we were bickering in the early morn, but a taste of the potion is all i need.

ah yes, only the warden knows.
We went to pavilion and we rambled solitary for that timo set.

We dine at Jogoya and we feast like a pig.

-the huge ash receptacle-

=)

we were jakuns for that day and i'm flabbergasted with what papers can do. -

-my treats-

*its all nuff said that night

-Anodyne-

thanks for the dose of anodyne.

you are the succor that bolster and solace me.

i'll get those words into my skull.

*though you are available at this moment, pls wait till ur done with your papers. now i know what makes you mr.confidante
*admit your feelings =)
*don't screw me when u see this coz we both care
*you still owe me.. my birthday package
*see you after 11.08, and u're footing for my feast

-The Strumming Sound-

I can't sleep.
I picked up the guitar and kept on strumming. The familiarity of the chords weaken the soul within and the smell of lavender reminds me of mumzy, but she will be back by evening. I picked it up again and............

C D7 G Em
waratte naite kimi to deaete
C D7 Em E
mieru sekai wa kagayaki dashita
C D7
himawari yureru
G D Em
taiyou no shita de
Am7 B7 Em C
kanjite ita kaze wo hibi wo...

.............. and it liven me up.

Get Rhapsodize

Into music? Check'em out! The Rojak!
The Rapture-No sex for Ben
The Pistolas-Take it with a kiss
HotChip-Ready for the Floor
Remioromen-Konayuki
Danny Elfman-The little Things
Phoenix-If i ever feel Better
Whitey-Wrap it Up
*its kinky if u can digest it..

The other day i terkena food poisoning. Me being the brainless shyt was trying her hands on pasta alla carbonara. manakala the expired sauce caused a painstaking stir to my tummy. *But it was all good and edible.

.
The other day, the musketeers reunited. We went to Hartamas for dinner and liquor sipping. Later on, we went to Laundry to meet up with BKB and his love. The intent of that night was to make Ms.ChanKai sober and it turns out me puking like a drunktard.

Happy Birthday Ah moi. * She was berbusying with her terflashy Prada

The other day, i was on a blacktard feast again at his crony crib.

ticka-tock
dozing off timo!

-Echo of the Strings-

I've squandered a month of tick-tocks and when tomorrow march in, the genesis of intellectual torment will begin. During the wakeful nights, the woman is retracing back to where she set foot on the exile places and the traces she left while she peregrinated from paces to paces. Trying to recall the kind of ataraxic moment, when life was slow and mellow. I miss those twinkling tick-tocks.

I can't remember when was the last time i step foot on the lodge. There were portion of epoch and pillars which are sculpted with tractions of a complete storyboard during my infantile years. I still heard the laughter and utters, like the echo of the strings that enliven the atmosphere. I miss them alot. Every morning without fail, he wakes up before dawn to do his stint. Before i stretch out my arms for a laze, there she is, calling my name as she knew i was awake and haste me to the commode. When i am all freshen up, i will race down the stairs with Nina to see who gets the treat from her and i always won because i am Start*. There she is, standing at the doorstep, reaching out her hands and there we are, step footing like penguins with a sneer on our faces, slowly placing our teeny hands on hers. Everyday we are pacing through the same trail and it's the trail of heartfelt devotion and love. Whenever i walk the trails, the footprints remind me of her. Ah Sam heart you.

I am blessed
=)

-Portal of Motion-

Oh my, the schneezing repetition struck me.
Can't do much since the clime is pinching me all over.
Well, i just came home from Fei L's house where i gorged on blistering blacktards and the edible shyts were salty. The food was brackish, especially those soused meat slaps. the woman poker again after feasting and she was staking up the tilt way. It's just lady luck babeh.

Last week, we just celebrated mr.stoner's biggie day.

These are the picto caught in motion. I was a lil cluttered all over that day and engrossed with the itch of masak-masak. so, not much of picto taken. i wonder who took these photos. it's oh so cacated!

-PinkFish-

-Eppy Buffdei PinkFish-

-the oozy balls! it's oh so succulent and tantalizing-

-the goddess with her masak-masak-

-a random picto-

-Mr. Porky and his relish-

Thinking about Ed's fete, the woman still haven't confirm the numbers of party people to BKB. Well, i was given the task weeks ago by him, just to flock in those people to throw a surprise party for Ms.Chankai. hopefully, there are still plenteous stretch of tick tocks.

being the brainless one, me learned a few words. Read em up!
Flilf: first lady i'd like to Fuck
Pornacopia: an over abundance of porn
Dragging balls: taking too much time to complete a task, procrastinating, never ending, slow paced.
Highway salute: An extended middle finger from a fist thrust forth whilst driving, as a gesture of anger toward the person who it is aimed at.
I'll make sure it gets to my peanut brain.

Time is what prevents everything from happening at once. Sometimes I feel that life is passing me by, not slowly either, but with ropes of steam and spark-spattered wheels and a hoarse roar of power or terror. It's passing, yet I'm the one who's doing all the moving. Time is the most undefinable yet paradoxical of things; the past is gone, the future is not come, and the present becomes the past even while we attempt to define it, and, like the flash of lightning, at once exists and expires.

To those who i dear, me heart you all.
*tears flow down my face because fear consume me, the fear of loosing you one day.
I'mma ol' soul within, lemme ask u something dull.
Do you love me because I'm beautiful,
or am I am beautiful because you love me?
-Oh my- i am brainless-
ahhhhh!!!

-Checkmate-

Way back the infantile years, I’m bewildered by the pieces. Not knowing what it was, I picked it up and there I am sitting at the corner, pondering about these sphinxlike cryptic pieces. As it seasoned, bits and bits of precociousness sneak into my less perplexed labyrinth.
‘J.I.G.S.A.W’. Yes, it was the word. The pieces were like colorful mosaic tiles which are placed flawlessly together. The completion of the picto requires each and every piece where one will never be complete without the other. It was the first moral held in one’s memory and may it be me.

I am a tear jerk and a sentient soul within. Places make me happy and placement of the simplest thing adores me. I adore strolling along the sandy beach and there it was, a ‘C.O.A.S.T.A.L’. On the opposite coast of sadness is something, called a smile. It was the word and reasoning, I’m being told and it was my second lesson.

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in a place worn down by sadness
i’ll be the first to cry because I’m weak without you
when I couldn’t explain my own feelings, I was so wretched
i try to forget, but yeah, I know I can’t
i am always softly wishing and singing the lullaby
easing you to sleep and when you turn around
side by side I am, next to you
but because you cried
i have to cry on my own
when I remember those happy moments
and the hurtful ones
when I tremble with tears of disappointment
i’ll never forget the kindness because it keeps me going
though despair and insecurity may get me down
knowing you and knowing the future keeps me alive
you walk on, just being yourself
and i will walk on without saying a word
but to smile innocently
because you know why
tomorrow i’ll be stronger than the person I am today
because somewhere, you will be smiling even when you’re crying

*don't look at me like that with that silent treatment because you know it.

-Concoction-

my love concoction for the day.
a long span of the pengdaglet's concoction
may it be the best breakie ever
but to the woman
it is her creme de la creme
a concoction of love, dint of hard work & an unforgettable tang

hush lil baby, don't you cry
go to sleep you little baby
when you wake, you shall have cake
and all the pretty little horses
(gallop gallop)

-t.h.e.B.U.T.T.E.R.F.L.Y.t.r.a.i.n-

let me hear you say!
this shit is bananas
'B-A-N-A-N-A-S'..
This shit is bananas!..
(B-A-N-A-N-A-S)

ah yes, i have an itch for bananas. I start to favor it a lot and its my daily dose of briskness and voltage stream. Let me disclose a little about de facto of goodness of these yellow elongated fruit.

• reduces blood pressure
• constipation and depression
• hangovers
• PMS
• temperature control
• heartburn
  

yada yada yada... read up and eat up..
oh yea, bananas are also rich in vitamin B and it helps to manufacture sex hormones. Forget the sex therapist and snack it up.. then sex em' up!
Snokey lurves bananas..

I woke up early today. i have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning. Maybe when i was little, i always thought I was marked out, special, on the verge of something momentous.This is why I used to tingle with anticipation. Well, 'It's ok, It's alright.. Everything's gonna be alright'.. Right, my Jabba the hutt!..
*seriously, you better start your spartan drill. You're oversupplied with edible shyts, overstocked with shyts in your bulge till ur fats are protruding and oozing out. You are ballooning up every second.. ohh.. berry keiut..

I have a few little things on my mind right now but me can tell, NOT..
Sketch, sketch, sketch! here i am, lettering down the forethought.
Tick, tick, tick! here i am, marking down the undone and the 'be' done.
To conclude all, its a catch.. chock-full of surprises. tee hee...

I am still on holz now, but class will be starting soon. Finger crossed* hopefully it went well.
I am currently into indie and folk.. and the soulful ones. music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. Its significantly differ, just like prints of us.
Lately, anger consume the soul within. Listen to the heart, get mad and get over it. sedate me with calm and patience.

-Crescent Moon Bay-

That night’s grit in the sky

Has brought along our memory

Halfway through, now I look back

My dreams which have passed through the West hold so many rugged hills

Love is like a traveling journal

And I will find out its secret

Seeing tears falling at the crescent moon bay

Forgotten on the Silk Road

Whose heart is it?

The heart that’s left behind alone

Is he still fine?

I really wanna love him

The eternal tears which keep that one sentence

Probably will evaporate some day

Whose love is it that’s stronger than tears?

The love that’s calling softly can melt me down

The raindrop developed into my wings which allow me to fly to my loved one’s side

F.I.R - 月牙湾

-Paroxysm-

Fuck those songs
Fuck those statements
Fuck those wordy letters
Fuck those pictures
Fuck those inhibit words to say
Fuck those aches
Fuck those... Fuck those...

Let me tell you..
I hate to see those
I hate to see it
I am fucking tormented within
I am fucking sick with it
I fucking dont give a shit!

Call me a bitch
Call me a whore
Call me mean

Don't you fucking see
Don't you fucking know
Don't you fucking understand
Don't you fucking hide it away

You hurt me bad
You hurt me physically
You hurt me mentally
You robbed a life away
What do you want more?

Dare you
Dare you
Cut me
Slit me
To feel what I feel

I need those badly
I need it badly
I need it cause I need it
I want it cause I want it
The GOD damn shelter
The GOD damn secureness
The GOD damn sincerity
The GOD damn understanding
The GOD damn love

-Lost in Translation-

oh baby,
paranoia is distressing...
there there baby,
its just textbook stuff..
its in the ABC of growing up...
xxXxx

the coffee's never strong enough..
induce me, sedate me...
xxXxx

all the stars in the sky and the leaves in the trees
all broken bits that make you trip up

grassy bits in between all the matter in the world
and itsy bitsy me

-Emancipated Twitch-

Holla to moi!

'finito exam = finito freedom
finito freedom = finito poker'
=)

i was tugged to places.

i was travailed shittin out info & facto like i'm laboring.
i was a full-timo moiler & part-timo animalia.
lately, me don't utter myself to senses.

she is puzzled from placement to paces of exile.
guess i am a 'house of katrina hurricane', a painstaking catastrophe to entirety.
mr. low confidante will be lodging and ain't decamping nor ceding.
oh my, sedate me with euphoria.
oh my, kadow me and schnuggle me.
xxx
you be my punch bag, me be your cunt
you spoil me, me let you xbox
show me my animalia kingdom, me will be treaty
you gimme atttention, me show you leniency
xxx
you show me piak sar, me show you chikuwa
you yell, me scream
you pawn, me godlike
xxx
panda heart snokey, snokey heart panda

*i feel better*

-Panacea-

I've been overwhelmed
I've been uninspired
I've been understepped
I've been overtired

I took the Polaroid down in my room and pixelated the jinx. Jinxter like to be gone most of the time.
If I stay in one place I lose my mind. My heart drops and my back begin to tingle.
Now I'm home for less than twenty-four hours. That's hardly time to take a shower. And all I wanted was a bench to rest my weary legs.

Oh noose!!
I've tied myself in, tied myself too tight and looking kinda anxious in the cross armed stance. She is acting like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance and vindicated she is, being not excited with life any more.
She is trying to understand herself and pinpoint where she is.
By the time I get things figured out, I've change the whole damn plan.
Talking shit about a pretty sunset and blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon...

I've changed my mind so much I cant even trust it.
My mind changed me so much I cant even trust myself.

-Hoppipolla-

Snokey pat, Snokey nod, Snokey go gaga!

-mind my anomalism and idiosyncrasy, due to my absence of normalcy.-
-this woman is in a dolor monody, due to solemnity of funerary.-
-heap of examination papers are excruciating.-
-amass of wordy sheets of paper, bundled & bounded, for the woman to digest.-
-she is torturously awaken from her hibernation to the realm of reality.-

* Shoo shoo, go away... schtoopid piak sar!

be back soon

-In Memory of YOU-

25.05.08
Rest In Peace Grandpa


-IN MEMORY OF YOU-

I find an old photograph
and see your smile.
As I feel your presence anew,
I am filled with warmth
and my heart remembers love.

I remember who you used to be
the laughter we all shared
and wonder what you have become.
Where are you now,
Where did you go,
When the body is left behind
and the spirit is released to fly?

Perhaps you are the morning bird
singing joyfully at sunrise,
or the butterfly that dances
so carelessly on the breeze
or the rainbow of colors
that brightens a stormy sky
or the fingers of afternoon mist
delicately reaching over the mountains
or the final few rays of the setting sun
lighting up the skies
edging the clouds with a magical glow.

I miss your being
but I feel your presence,
In whatever form you choose to take,
however you now choose to be.

Your spirit has become for us
a guardian angel on high
guiding, advising, and watching over us.

I remember you.
You are with me
and I am not afraid.

kung kung, ah sam wooi guai.
lei mou dam yau, ngo dei wooi woh woh hei hei.

-The Obfuscatory-

There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow. As we struggle to make sense of things, life looks on in repose. To live life is pleasant, where as death is peaceful, but it's the transition that's afflictive. It is an enigma, that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth. Everything is uncertain in life, except death.

We have a story that is unique
It is told in our eyes
And our voices when we speak.
It is written in our hearts
And flows out in gentle ways
When we are with those special ones
Who bring joy to our days.
We must not be afraid to tell it,
It is too special not to share.
And if we aren't the ones to do it
Our story won't be there
To inspire and encourage
Or to bring laughter to a face,
It won't be there to encircle loved ones
Like a gentle fond embrace.
Not every day was perfect,
Nor was every moment sublime,
But it is a wonderful story
Cherish is the word I've learned

-Mozart Gone Hip-Hop-

I'm astound by his facile fingers and effortless chase.
David Sides is oh so endowed with such a knack and an exceptionally flawless Pianiste.
It surprises me when he stated this :

'Playing the piano has been my passion ever since I self taught myself at the age of 10, and I love using this gift God has blessed me with to entertain others. For those who may wonder, I play all of my music by ear, so unfortunately, I don’t have any sheet music to share'

Log into http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HK8pidjEQM0
Bed by David Sides

Well, the faggot just came in and told me to switch off my phone before 11pm.

The Rationalization :
F : woi 'jie', did u receive any message that you gotta turn off the phone before 11pm
S : no ar, why?
F : i dunno lar, but my friend told me that by 11pm, Indonesia will send radiation thru our handphone and if there is any anonymous call, don't pick it up.
S : huh, who told u that? U mean the point is to gg-fy us meh? For fucks ar!
F : i dunno ar, but up to u to believe lar.
S : 'shyt lar, i terasa the chill'

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The highlights

• woke up late again
• went to ampang CB to meet up with the women and to finish up the ass
• went gaga and nonsensical
• went poker and we're staking up the tourney way
• the woman lost 20 bucks but as usual, the warden cover up for her
• Lyd kena con by dulio
• ed fighto hard for the footing
• went for makan with him, marky, R4&Chee

Lyd 'cham'

R4 was Mr.Ducky that night and as usual, his signature pose


the notoriously mean dulio

-The Random Itch-

I am struck with indolence and indulged in spryness.
This sluggard is oh so slacking off and this explains why she is MIA in her rant.

i am berpokering now, while i am berblogging.
this woman is sedating herself with hallucinogen lately and she is inconstant with her deportment.
she is taking in fickle pills and wistful syrup, but the warden is dosing her with the remedy called 'Pengdaglet Elixir'.
workload of assignments cause the exertion of strains to her brain.

For today,

• me woke up late
• me went for brunch with Mr.Stoner
• me went to figtree with Lilian and Evon, to carry on with the ass and gossipry101
  
• me went to DeMao for dinner with the warden's clan
• i'm on a pokerMalady
• i'm oh so mobbed
• i'm tortured by the warden and disfigured by his torment, but he still hweart me
  

It's time for the woman to schleep..
-nights-
oh yea, today i bark, i howl, i roar, i squeak
basically, the woman is in a hype in her zoological confinement

hence,
for today, i'm an animalia

-The Cycle-

The trailblazer is having a jaunty pace, disembarking herself to myriad of legions and laying her hands in all the extrinsic frames, while leaving footprints and traces behind her trails.

Now I am back to the taste of familiarity, my expanse. There are indefinite anecdotes and events to place into pieces for the puzzlement. While I was promenading, a lion came up to me and interrogated with this:

‘How do you go from where you are to where you want to be? I think you have to have an enthusiasm for life. You have to have a dream, a goal and you have to be willing to work for it’

I do have a mark up, a goal… Do I? Do I? But I do have dreams, a fervent hope to become one of the prominent ones. When I saw the form of an image on the mirror where I stood, I’m detached from the soul within. I am uncertain and skeptical about the virtues I hold and the good within this shell. Maybe I am baring myself towards Mr.Low-confidante all the time, but I will trail blaze my path through the labyrinth.

-The ONE who mold me, I heart you!-

You are the soul who will sacrifice everything just for a laugh on our faces.

Mom, I look at you
and see a walking miracle.
Your unfailing love without limit,
your ability to soothe my every hurt,
the way you are on duty, unselfishly,
every hour, every day,
makes me so grateful
that I am yours, and you are mine.
With open arms and open heart,
with enduring patience and inner strength,
you gave so much for me,
sometimes at your expense.
You are my teacher,
my comforter, my encourager,
appreciating all, forgiving all.
Sometimes I took you for granted, Mom,
but I don’t now, and I never will again.
I know that everything I am today
relates to you and your loving care.
I gaze in wonder
as I watch you being you,
my miracle, my mother.

You serve the sugar with a bit of peppermint to clarify the passages that carry what you mean. When you first set to bear a soul, quite separate from your own, whom you would cherish and yet must teach to live and die alone. I owe you my life. You always cast away your dreams, just to fulfill ours. Please don't worry the ONE, because I will take care of you, like how it was when I knew nothing.