Poetry: As Usual

Back to my busy days, my usual life
Now I'm just resting & listenin' to Duncan Sheik's halflife
Maybe someday I'll try to learn how to play the fife
And perhaps use it to serenade my future wife
(haha, but I'd still prefer the guitar)

Nothin' much has changed, but I've discovered new friends
Friends at my workplace and at the congregation, they're all Godsend
Life abroad is not permanent, wherever I am I just try to blend
The best days here, as most would agree, are always the weekends

*Sigh* I dunno what to eat for lunch,
Chicken rice? Saba Fish? or baby Kai Lan?
Choices have become difficult when I started to do away with pork
Well, I guess sticking with the usual might still work.

c",)

Poetry: RELAXED

When did I last updated my blog?
It's been about 3 months since I logged
Now that I resigned from my current job
I can now spare some time to blog


ciao! c",)

Poetry: UNPERTURBED

My Monday used to be crammed
First day of the workweek already damned
Wobbly email system just perfect!
Wrecks my day, well, what else can I expect?

But chaotic days is somewhat over
Time to relish this sweet November
Though new work items has just been served
Today seem to be unperturbed