Dedication for Narcissus....

Just a little dedication from me to you:

I want somebody to share
share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She will hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and with every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear
Of those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it

O . R . D

Finally the day has arrived, thou i was not able to march in the parade i'm quite glad that i was at the very least allowed to take some memories with me through some photographs which i have posted in the link below :

O . R . D Photos

Enjoy [:

Slumber

Gd morning ppl, or should i say gdnite. I'm wide awake now, woke up around 7 pm... well having a minor headache even the light from my monitor seems so glaring that i feel like stopping now. Tomorrow is my O.R.D parade, the day i've been awaiting eagerly for a few mths now... But unfortunately for me i won't be taking part! I'm feeling quite depressed now actually :[
Due to my recent surgery i'm now unable to participate in the parade. Had surgery because i had uncovered a cyst in my shin. A problem which had plagued me for a while now, well approximately a yr.

Cyst -
A cyst is a closed sac having a distinct membrane and developing abnormally in a cavity or structure of the body.

Approximately 45 days to my official day of my O.R.D ( operationally ready date). I have enjoyed myself in these past two years of my life in the army. Yet i see myself yet again at the crossroads of life, i'm not sure what i'll be doing in a few months but i hope the roads of life lead ne towards a successful and wonderful life. Being in the army has made be a better person, but i must say it was a love hate relationship. Had a lot of good times and there were most definately bad times, times when i was really down and depressed, but i have come out a stronger person. I'll probably talk about this some other time cause my heads about to explode with this throbbing headache of mine.

Anyway i enjoyed myself last nite, Narcissus. It was nice hanging out with you, probably thats why i'm feeling so tired now. 2 nights in row whereby i've stayed awake til 6 am. Thanks for the iced moccha, i didn't realise i wasn't carrying any dough on me. :]
Thou we talked abt certain things i just think that we should just take things the way there are. Maybe we should stop doing what we're doing, its quite bad. But i'm just so very addicted to you..! Well heads hurting so i'm gonna end things here......

The story of Narcissus

Zeus, the King of the Olympians, was known for his many love affairs. Sometimes the young and beautiful Nymph Echo would distract and amuse his wife Hera with long and entertaining stories, while Zeus took advantage of the moment to ravish the other mountain nymphs. When Hera discovered the trickery she punished the talkative Echo by taking away her voice, except in foolish repetition of another's shouted words. Thus, all Echo could do was repeat the voice of another.

Echo fell in love with a vain youth named Narcissus, who was the son of the blue Nymph Leiriope of Thespia. The River god Cephisus had once encircled Leirope with the windings of his streams, and thus trapping her, had seduced the nymph. Narcissus was their child.

Concerned about the baby's welfare, Leirope went to consult the oracle called Teiresias regarding her son's future. Teiresias told the nymph that Narcissus "would live to a ripe old age, as long as he never knew himself."

Narcissus was beautiful as a child and grew even more so as he matured. By the age of sixteen he had left a trail of broken hearts, from rejected lovers of both sexes. Narcissus wanted nothing to do with falling in love with anyone and rebuffed all attempts at romance.

One day when Narcissus was out hunting stags, Echo stealthily followed the handsome youth through the woods, longing to address him but unable to speak first. When Narcissus finally heard footsteps and shouted "Who's there?", Echo answered "Who's there?" And so it went, until finally Echo showed herself and rushed to embrace the lovely youth.

He pulled away from the nymph and vainly told her to get lost. Narcissus left Echo heartbroken and she spent the rest of her life in lonely glens, pining away for the love she never knew, until only her voice remained.

A man named Ameinius was one of Narcissus' most ardent admirers, and repeatedly vied for his attention. The conceited youth responded by sending his suitor a sword, telling him to prove his adoration. Ameinious proceeded to plunge the sword into his heart, committing suicide to demonstrate his love, but not before he beseeched the gods to punish the vain Narcissus.

The goddess of the hunt, Artemis, heard the plea and made Narcissus fall in love, but a kind a love that couldn't be fulfilled. Narcissus came upon a clear spring at Donacon in Thespia and, as he bent low to take a drink, for the first time caught sight of himself reflected in the pool. Try as he might to touch this exquisite person in the waters, however, he never could.

For hours he sat enraptured by the spring, at last recognizing himself but tortured by the realization that he could never possess the object of his infatuation. Narcissus was tormented, much as he had tormented all those who in the past had been unlucky enough to fall in love with him.

Finally unable to stand the agony Narcissus plunged a dagger in his heart and died, calling out a last goodbye to his reflected image. Where his blood soaked the earth sprung up the white narcissus flower.

Story adopted from this Website

The Velvety Dark Brown ....

Well started day with quite a startling sight!Still dazed i staggered towards the loo, it was around 8, quite early considering it was a sunday...But then again sunday or monday seems not to make a difference in my life at the moment.Why you may ask? Well i'm on medical leave til 31 of March,and everyday is a sunday, til then i'd probably be chronicling my life in this blog. Should have perhaps tagged it as the "chronicles of my dreary life". Yet i do wish i could sleep more...Anyway i assume that my household was still asleep, looking around i wondered where my maid had gone? So i went into the loo, which was not locked, and boy was i shocked!!! Guess who was taking a shower...My maid!But what amazed the most was what happened next. At what seemed to be the speed in which only i had seen Clark Kent move at, she draped a towel around her. Was that fast or what and the shower was still running. It was like she was getting ready to grab a towel ?!?!The best thing to do would be to use the shower curtain, obviously that is what i would have done if an unruly intruder decides upon entering my time in the shower. But she had time to drape a towel, boy that was fast. I'm just glad that i didn't get a glimpse of anything that rightfully shouldn't be glimpsed at, unlike the mind of a certain Ms Chai who conceived an image of me standing there and taking a good few seconds to get a good view.
Damn gal its my maid we're talking about. Perhaps it was someone else i would definately wouldn't have minded at all. So would u like to take a shower here honey?
Perhaps i could unlock the door to find u naked? Well you would always be welcomed here ...
Obviously what i did next was to immediatedly close the door, but that probably was the strangest thing to happen in what was just the start of a boring day.

Well i spent the day trying to resist the light that was emanating from the refridgerator for within those doors stood the delicious brownie that was made by the wonderful sister of Ms Chai, i resigned myself to losing this battle to this Velvety Dark Brown serving that sat in a tupperware in my fridge. Thou it was not really a big serving i found myself sneaking to the kitchen every so often just to get more. For the brownie was too rich to finish at one go. I had to come back for more...

Well now i'm abt to finsh the last piece of the Brownie, as i'm typing this entry.
Sliding down my throat, i wonder if i should take up the offer of Ms Chai as she had offered to give me more brownies and a cheese cake. Goodness gracious me! if i'm not wrong you're trying to fatten me up!! As it is due to my inability to exercise because of an operation to my leg, i'm starting to gain a few inches around the tummy! But so tempted am i that i might just take up that offer...


P.S: Thank your sister for the Brownie it was YUMMY..

Career in Jeopardy?

Manchester United have confirmed that Alan Smith has suffered a broken leg, as well as a dislocated ankle, in an injury that Sir Alex Ferguson has described as one of the worst he has seen in football.

Alan smith, the former leeds man, came on as a substitute and had hardly been on the pitch. He blocked the shot with his right leg but seemed to land awkwardly, from which his leg seemed to give way. Alan was carried off the pitch, after laying on the pitch motionless for a period where liverpool fans jeered him.Its a pity some fans do not always see the big picture and a few Liverpool fans booed as the England international was carried away.Fortunately, a vast majority of the Kop and the rest of the stadium applauded Smith He needed oxygen as he was carried off on a stretcher with the leg in an inflated protective sleeve.

I wish smith all the best, i hope he recovers and comes back soon.I hope this doesn't end his career.

Love or just a slave to Lust?

It was fun hanging out with my lovely narcissus, but it left me wondering if i'm really falling in love or is it just lust love..? I really do like her and i think that things are going great for us, but i'm afraid so very afraid, cause i don't want to make that mistake of lust love.... She would probably think that a man who can fall in love so fast would probably just fall out of love just as quickly. So i guess only time will tell my dear....

Cause i guess men will always be slaves to lust, why is that so i do not know. Thou i may be a man, what is that actually drives the masculine mind. Why is that men are such weaklings when it comes to sex?Why can't we control ourselves, is it because God created us with such a flaw, and upon realising it created women without this cataclysmic blemish that would forever haunt men. A womens physical appearance seems to be like a drug, an irresistable one that drives men crazy. The sexual arena is one that the men can never win, cause women will always be in control of it. They dangle the sex carrot on a stick in front of them , knowing that they can pretty much get a man to do anything they want them to...


You may think you've got self control but tell me when an attractive woman takes her top off don't you turn all gibberish? Its just insane... For instance women taking off her top would probably leave men foaming at the mouth, for example a female stripper. But flip that thought the other way around if that were a male stripper would women get turned on? Its highly doubtful, probably they would just find it amusing and start laughing away, or probably be traumatized that the help from a psychiatrist would be sought, the trauma from which she 'd probably never recover from.

So now is it lust that is waging a war with me, i have the utmost respect for women. But yet being a man i must say that i am Flawed just like any other. Probably the women would never understand why the men go ga ga over them, but they so very much love the fact that the key to manipulating them is within their grasps...

Misery

Time seems to be moving by so slowly.... it seems like its been a while since i woke up, but i should know better. Still an ongoing battle with mr stomach flu. My body feels weird. My heads aching. My legs not doing too well. Also an itch tat never seems to go away. Feeling miserable yet happy. Well at the very least i comfort myself knowing that today is the day that i get to see my pretty narcissus...

Well heres the joke that made my day, well not really.

Joke of the day

Hope it makes yr day :]

Embarking on a new addiction...

Since the commencement of this blog got me started on the good fight against sloth, it got me speculating on the fact that i was doing well on my way to killing time doing something that seemed quite appealing and fun, compared to when i was just lying in bed doing absolutely completely nothing. In fact i'm now pondering to whether i'm initiating a habit which i'm not quite sure is good or bad...
a minor addiction to blogging...

Deliriously Happy ( :

" for once, you'd made me deliriously happy (: "

Hmmm...You've got me wondering now.I'm glad you enjoyed our little outing in the park, but whats so old school abt that?? And what do you mean for once? All these while if you haven been ecstatic then what have you been feeling, honey?

Giving me death threats won't do you any good. Consequences monsequences.... So you gonna confiscate the card, baby? Or should i just post
the poem out here so that i can look at it whenever i feel like it...


"Awkward as it may seem....."

Anyway i enjoyed my V day outing, it was quite delightful being there with you. I was eagerly awaiting your call, anticipating your surprise when you received the gift i had gotten you, but it seemed that it was fashionably late as i would put it, damn delivery guys!Arriving 3 hours late! It got me pondering on whether i got swindled out of my dough by some online scam... I hope u liked the gift and the food was good but it was too much wasn't it considering that it was just the two of us and the fact that we had a diet to adhere to. Now you not trying to fatten me up are you? Glad the weather was kind on us cause i didn't have a back up plan and also happy that those bloodsuckers stayed away as well... But am i starting to suck your Blood??

Dawn of yet another Blogger?

"Authoring a blog, maintaining a blog or adding an article to an existing blog is called "blogging". Individual articles on a blog are called "blog posts," "posts" or "entries". A person who posts these entries is called a "blogger". "

So am i, officially now a Blogger...?

Well Ms Chai you could say that you got me started on this online journal thingy... Well as for the entitlement, i decided on this because you're the narcissus to my narcosis, leaving me in the state that i'm currently in...... hmmm should i say more my dear..?

i decided against the pilfering of your so called patented "Titles". Now why would i wanna use your names, do you really think that i would not be able to conjure something up by myself, well you really shouldn't underestimate this wordsmith. At least now i've got something in my fight against my inner sloth.... My Blog...