She
May be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She
May be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell
Oops! i havent been updating my blog, coz my mood has been fluctuating and believe my, you wanna know the extreme sides of Kracy Kaz..
Well, now I am back to my stable old self, or so i think..It's just about 1/2 more month to go before i can finally leave..im happy, im perplexed too..m i doing the right thing? The boss asked me to reconsider and offer me a higher position n salary which will look gd in my resume but in the long run---this of coz is not a gd route.
Anyway, i've decided so call it stubborness or plain stupidness, im not gonna change my decision so I'll be going for a week leave..YaY!Heee...i had prepared another list of things-to-do and U guys are reading the blog of the candidate running for this yr's World Bummers Campaign..Geez..lol
Well, then, i think i crap too muc.. i gotta go..ciao!
I believed that its because i'd learnt to become a cautious person thats why im still not seeing the hint of light at the end of a dark tunnel.. I just handed in my letter of resignation yesterday.. He already talked to me a 2nd time after i knocked off from work last night and its really dumb..i hate people who keep repeating n that is evidently what my boss does best.
I guess people alwix hear what they like to hear..Things that they don't, they have a high tendency of blocking it out..and thus, makin the person who's transmittin the message feels like a idiot becoz we have to tried explaining all over again for god knows how many umpteen times.
Im afraid of going to work today coz of the kin d of treatment i will get in the office and my dearest fren/colleague is off today:S So dead..well..back to the topic..I do not have a concrete plan yet.. I have no idea what i want to do.. I know that sounds kinda immature and irresponsible but I really have no idea and I really need to tk some time off to consider my ultimate goals..
Anyway, its to dreary to go on..Guys, have fun..
The Old Guitarist, 1903
If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only.
Do not say, I love her for her smile, her look, her way of speaking gently, for a trick of thought that falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought a sense of pleasant ease on such a day.
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may be changed, or change for thee- and love so wrought, may be unwrought so.
Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
A Rare Talent: Artworks~
She
May be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She
May be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell
