--Auguries of Innocence, by William Blake
born May 14
As I left for work this morning, I caught sight of a dead crow/pigeon lying in the grass.If this is some fictitious work then it's probably meant to be some sort of an omen, to warn the reader that something bad is just lurking around the next page(s).Yet, it just evoked many thoughts - how life is short, and that everything has its own cycle; how we should treasure everything, everyone in our life. That sorta feelings.And I couldn't help but think of my Godpa. =) Miss his slurred words, illogical humour and his cheeky grins.Reached the clinic and realised that I had done another dumbass booboo - I had my shirt on inside-out - with the tag like in front. Yikes! No wonder whole world was staring. >.<This promptly reminded me of the other booboo i committed last night. Went to get dar his dinner. Guess what, I parked too close to the damn pillar and couldn't get out. Still kay kiang, and tried squeezing out with the milo and food. I spilt the milo all over me, and a bit in the car. Sighs. In the end, still had to readjust the car. Smartass. Later on in the day I proceeded to almost lose my finger. Was at the clinic preparing medication for one of the patients so I had to cut tablets and somehow, I wasn't careful and 'left' my finger between the scissor blades. Thank goodness the scissors wasn't sharp, and that I didn't exert much strength cutting. Double yikes. Should really stop doing dumb stuff. Argh. On a more serious note, during work I received an sms from Peiwen. Her grandma had passed away so she wouldn't be able to join us girls this weekend (both Sat and Sun). My condolences. Something else happened. =X I hope everything will be alright. Please. For now, it's time to brave it and celebrate mama's 47th birthday! =) I'm on the road
To who knows where?
Look ahead, not behind
I keep saying
There's no place to go
Where you're not there
On your rope, I hold tight
But it's freeing
And I take everything from you
But you'll take anything
Won't you?
Run away, run away
Like a prodigal
Don't you wait for me
Don't you wait for me
So ashamed, so ashamed
But I need you so
And you wait for me
And you wait for me
-Prodigal, by OneRepublic