The good husband's guide

The good husband's guide! Created by Fatma. Hmm..there's not much to tsk tsk about this guide except the part about not nagging and never suggest that the wife is wasting money(erm, marriage is a union can, nagging cannot be the exclusive right of a woman!waste money definitely must point out mah, bleahz). Haha, told Fatma that if she can find a guy who fulfills every point on the list, tell me. I'm willing to turn gay for such a guy sia.(Won't happen because no guy is THIS perfect)

Actually, I think this guide is not that demeaning and some of the points are actually reasonable.(gasp,did I just said that?) haha, I guess, in this 21st century, women cannot and ought not be restricted and enslaved in so-called traditional gender roles anymore. Perhaps, marriage really works best if we treat it as a union where two parties have more or less equal say.

However, I still hold hope for a demure woman(xiao nu ren). :p No point wanting a career woman lah when I can bring enough dough home.

*At the end of the day, I guess, when we love someone enough, we will be willing to compromise on a lot of issues and perhaps fulfill the reasonable points on both guides bah.

of Sad eyes

Of Sad Eyes


Hello how are you?
my dearest friend that I ever had
How's everything going on with you?
missed your old days that with you I had
Ye my friend of the sad eyes

I remember how you used to play
your harp and flute in gay
The fun we had and the happy memories
away from troubles and the tragedies
Not like now my friend of the sad eyes

I wonder where did you go?
and where you are hiding?
scared of this world of ego?
or maybe you are on your bed dying?
Where are you, my friend of the sad eyes?

Here, we have a moon with light
and a sun that is so bright
But not easy life to be engaged
and nothing to you to be compared
Ye my friend of the sad eyes

And though they are beautiful
the plenty of roses that we have here
But destiny and hearts are so harmful
in the world we are living here
Really missed my friend of the sad eyes

My thought and soul are longing
to know to whom am I talking
But after many trials to know
who is the ghost that I would never know
It was but me, the one of the sad eyes

Taher Shemaly

The good wife's guide

OMG...'The good wife's guide' is a must-read for gals!~ Thanks Fatma, for this wonderful guide. If only my future wife can be like 80percent of what is described in the guide and I will be the luckiest and happiest guy in the world.

I think that will only happen in my dreams though. Times have changed...duhz. bleahz.

* Convinced by Fatma and Yixian that this guide is demeaning to the woman race and if guys want to have a wife like that, we will be better off getting a robot. bleahz. Oh well...maybe we don't demand lah, but can hope that she has some of the qualities what...

Salvatore's reply.

To fully understand the context and rationale for this short story told by Alfredo,you must watch cinema paradiso. Cinema paradiso is a classic, a must watch, sighz..though I'm going to spoil a bit of fun by revealing what Salvatore's take on this story after a heartwrenching relationship with his first love.

Salvatore to Alfredo(much later in the movie):

Now, I know why the soldier left after all that time. One more night and the princess would be his. But she might have broken her promise and that would have been terrible. It would have killed him. This way, at least for 99 nights he had lived with the illusion that she was waiting for him.


To me, the soldier left because after enduring all the pain, he came to the realization that someone who love him would never put him through all the pain.

a fairytale?

A story that Alfredo told Salvatore in Cinema Paradiso


Once upon a time, a king gave a feast for the loveliest princess in the realm. Now a soldier who was standing guard saw the king's daughter go by. She was the most beautiful of all and he instantly fell in love. But what is a simple soldier next to the daughter of a king? Well, at last he succeeded in meeting her and told her he could no longer live without her. The princess was so taken by the depth of his feelings that she said to the soldier, " If you can wait for 100 days and 100 nights under my balcony at the end I shall be yours." With that, the soldier went and waited one day, two days, then ten, then twenty. Each evening, the princess looked out and he never moved! In rain, in wind, in snow, he was always there. Birds shit on his head, bees stung him but he didn't budge. At the end of 90 nights, he had become all dry, all white. Tears streamed from his eyes. He couldn't hold them back. He didn't even have the strength to sleep. All that time, the princess watched him. At long last it was the 99th night and the soldier stood up, took his chair and left.

the trick to score an 'A'

Never seek to score an 'A'
'A' that is never sought can be
For every student ought to learn
Silently, invisibly.

I sought an 'A', I sought an 'A',
I sought it with all my heart,
Frustrated, upset and in fear-
Ah! I watched my 'A' depart!

Soon after it had eluded me
A cheery student came by
Silently, invisibly,
She got an 'A'- but why?

Willam Gweeke

Nice poem on the door of an Eng. Lit. Prof's office that caught my eye.

Strangers..

Its over. I want it to be over. She went back to her bf again..not totally unexpected, but it hurts a hell lot, what hurts even more is my decision to put a swift end to this rollercoaster ride, I requested and emphasized my need for a complete break from her, no sms, no e-mails, no phone-calls, no msn, nothing, I will never ever contact her again, she agreed not to contact me again too..I hope she don't contact me..because, I may just cave in and succumb. I do not want to be stuck in the quagmire again. Hurt is becoming a feeling that is too often felt. Perhaps, all these hurt felt can condition myself to a faster route of recovery.

How can you be a stranger to someone whom you care so much about? When the hurt felt don't make you hate her but make you feel that you asked for it? How can one suddenly not care anymore? How...? In fact, in our 3plus hour of msn conversation just now, we ended on such an amicable note, there were of course heartwrenching moments but there were also lighthearted and cheerful moments that made giving up so hard.

You know, this is like the fourth time that this decision is taken, but never ever in the past did I tell her to be cruel. To not contact me in whatever form ever. To not reply to any forms of contact from me if I relapse. My heart has died. Not a single tinge of idealistic hope that we will be together exists anymore. A pity that it is not numb yet. The pain is like an old-time wound been bruised and bloodied again, adding salt onto the old wound and adding new ones. She never fail to increase my pain felt everytime she hurt me. Perhaps, the more pain felt each time also represents the deeper I sink.

I told her I will always remember her as the little girl with a sweet blush, will only remember the angel in her and will never forget her. Its true, I have always managed to defend her actions towards me, her thoughts, her feelings, the situation she faces. I don't blame her, I don't hate her, I asked for it.

I am moving on. Let this be the last time I said this. I am moving on. Damn you, Yanwei, don't renege on your decision again, even if she break up again with her bf, you two are just not meant to be, don't even bother thinking about any possibility of getting together with her in future. Don't ever be that dumb again.

Its sinking in...we are going to be strangers.