Love Story


She was singing Charlene’s “I’ve Never Been to Me” in front of the 3-table crowd. Her husband, sitting at one of the tables, took the other mic and joined her along in that karaoke session.

Seeing him singing, she walked towards where he was standing and stood next to him. They sang together and the husband put his arms around her waist. She hugged him in return too.

How sweet! I like seeing couples in love. And when you think it’s so hard to be in love, it looks so simple when it happens to others around you. Then, you let out a sigh of envy and you promise yourself you’re going to love someone you love and to be loved by someone who loves you. Even though it may take a little while more…


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Your Song

Yes, I like this song! Some of the lovely lines..

It’s a little bit funny this feeling inside
I’m not one of those who can easily hide

I know it’s not much but it’s the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one’s for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it’s done
I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you’re in the world

But the sun’s been quite kind while I wrote this song
It’s for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I’ve forgotten if they’re green or they’re blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen

Elton John

Happiness Is...

Happiness Is …#25

Having a long happy story to tell!


Last Saturday, I went shopping with Mummy and I saw this 3/4 jeans that I really really like. Slipping it into me, it fitted me so perfectly well. Looks so good on my bum. Looks so good on me.


I walked around, holding that pair of jeans while waiting for Mummy who still wanted to look on other items. As I walked, I told Mummy that I liked the jeans a lot. And when I saw the mannequin wearing the same jeans that I was holding, I pointed to Mummy again and asked her if she thinks it’s pretty too.

I walked away happily from the store after making our purchases.


Last night, when I was about to go to bed. Mummy came and asked me, “Grace, did you take out your jeans from the shopping bag?”


“It’s not in there.”

You know…my face turned into shit at once.

I felt like shit too.


Not wanting to believe it, I went in searching of my jeans in the shopping bag.


I counted the list of items on the receipt. It reads 7 but in the shopping bag, there was only 6. We paid for 7 goodies only to bring home 6.

I’ve never felt so lousy over “small” matter like this. The effect wouldn’t be that great if either one of the 2 items I bought that wasn’t in the bag, but why has it got to be my jeans? WHY?

“Mummy, I don’t think I can sleep tonight. I will need to think before I can sleep.”

“Sorry, but I’ve got to tell you. Or maybe I should wait till tomorrow.”

“No lah, if you tell me tomorrow morning, then I cannot drive to work.”

“Oh yaya, that would be worse.”

Lying on the bed, I told Mummy, “Mee, just now when you told me about it, I wanted to cry.”


“I also feel like crying because I know you liked it so much.”

“Tomorrow I’m going to try to get it back.”

“If you happen you get it back or if you couldn’t and if you get another pair, I’m going to hug it to bed tomorrow night.”



So, I went to work this morning and Mummy went to the store again to try her luck.

She explained to the cashier about what happened. They got her the jeans but also told her to wait. Then, they confirmed that the jeans hasn’t left the store yet. They saw it through the CCTV.

Mummy came home with my beloved jeans.

Actually, I knew about it soon after she got the jeans. When I got her SMS, my motivation to work rose. I was smiling stupidly at the computer screen, while telling friends that knew about my story that I’ve got it back!

Really, I’m so happy! My heart beats again!



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