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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


In SEASONED company
06.29.08 (1:04 pm)   [edit]

I have been procrastinating.

These days, i am so busy with work and going for my real estate classes (my latest project) that i get really tired with the remaining time that i have. Hmm.. sometimes, i wondered to myself, why am i trying so hard and what it is that i am working for? Despite all turmoils and wild thoughts doing through my head with various opposing directions urging me to go this way and that, my final conclusion always come up to be "a simple life".

That's it! I just want to have a simple life and to be able to enjoy the simple little things in life. It seems like the harder one tries, the more complicated things get. It seems that in order to gain THAT simple life, you have to make your life complicated. Ha! Is that weird or weird? I guess it could just be said that i think too much but doesnt things sometimes just like how i mentioned? Or is it just me?

Anyway, enough of babbling. Today's blog is about being in Seasoned company. You guys must be wondering what i am talking about. Well, i was at the supermarket this morning when i was thinking about posting up this blog. This entry which will have some photos of my friends and i which was taken last Saturday. I was going to named it as "in Old company" and yet, i do not find it appropriate.

I have known these friends for 1/2 of my life. My dear friends from secondary school and we dont meet up that often these days. Still, last Saturday, i had a wonderful evening. It's like no matter how long you have not seen these people, when you meet them, things just pick up from where u left off the last time round. It's a very comfortable feeling just hanging out with people who knows you. Sorta like a seasoned pair of shoes that fits very well. So there you go, the pictures below are of me in seasoned company. :) Enjoyz!


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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

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