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
Nope, this is not one of the cruises that i am marketing and neither am i onboard for a ship inspection. Early morning 7am this morning, found me at the Singapore Cruise Center. I was waiting to go onboard "Long Jie" - a cruise ship whose main business is: Gambling. Weird to find me onboard?
Well, it's an interesting experience and definitely an eye-opener to various aspects. Below are few pictures that i took.
On the top deck looking towards the bridge that connects to Sentosa.
I like how the sunlights reflects off the sea & how convenient a little ferry sail past.
I like the above quotation and find it to be very true. Friends are like estate; an asset where you can enjoy happy ocassions together, go park yourself when you are bored or become a sanctuary to escape when you face problems. I am lucky to be in company of old and dear friends last night.
<Pepper in a vodlka bottle, pumpkin soup in a Mug?>
<Chick Teriyaki & Measly 1/2 Portabello M'Shroom>
<Yummy grilled Chick w Avacado>
(Lyn & Ben> H ee..Hee..
<Ben & Me> *Famished*
<Devilish Chocs Mudpie & Impish Dodge!>
<Wahhhh! Apple Crumble delights>
<Animated conversation-A-lists!>
That's all, my friends! Sorry, i have to run off early; i promise next time i will make it to the "minds" cafe with you guys.
As I was on my way out to work early yesterday morning, i was lucky to capture a beautiful idyllic picture at my doorstep. This is what i saw from afar.
Beautiful, isnt it? I swear i did not do any edits. Many beauty lies in the eye of the beholder but i truly find this morning sight a beautiful and calming sight.
Somehow, this makes me feel that; it is really beautiful at home here in Singapore too. Even though i always lust after the sun in other faraway places and dreams constantly of star-gazing at other universals rather than here, at that moment, i really feel home is the most beautiful place.
Everytime i get my wanderlust in future, i will always remember this scenery. :)
To trade by exchange of commodities rather than by the use of money.
2.
to exchange in trade, as one commodity for another; trade.
Trade:
1.
the act or process of buying, selling, or exchanging commodities, at either wholesale or retail, within a country or between countries: domestic trade; foreign trade.
2.
a purchase or sale; business deal or transaction.
3.
an exchange of items, usually without payment of money.
Barter trade>>> a realistic exchange between both parties who can reach a mutual understanding and afford to exchange for benefits th at each party is interested in acquiring.
My first day of 2009 found me at Labrador Park around noon time. Thoughts whirled in my head but nothing was concluded.
Anyway, I was advised to go learn and take up driving lessons and I will. So there, that's on top of 2009's agenda.
Below are some pictures for sharing:
A quiet walk.
Amidst shadows.
View from afar. A forgotten 01.02.08.
Waving poigantly.
Flattened and forgotten. Still a splash of color.
Move on.
Hope all of you have a great start to 2009. :)
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
'Co-op Chicks' by Tin Sign
