Lunch.

Lunchtime is my happiest time,
Cos i get to talk to them.

Sometimes we get to sensitive over silly things,
Actually things could be simpler if we are able to take it.
I used to think they got ugly mouths,
But i realised it’s bcos i got a narrow mind.

Because i’m too sensitive,
I’m allergic to what people think or say about me.
I don’t enjoy being the butt of the joke,
And let everyone laugh at me.
Till……………

I understand that i can’t always be the one laughing,
Actually everyone is just trying to de-stress.
So no one means any harm.
Or at least i know for 2 of them.

Ms Fairy and Ms Drama,
Speaking to them,
I realised there’s no hidden agenda in them.
I can speak freely with them,
And they understand i may not mean certain things,
So they take it with a pinch of salt.

I like these 2 people.
I enjoy a good laugh with them around.
At times when i’m boiling mad,
She thinks i’m funny.

At times when i’m furious,
The other will tell reason my anger with me.

With one,
She makes me think and calm down.
With the other,
I’m assured of Vit C every lunch :)

I thank my 2 “she”s,
And i don’t wish to disclose their identities.

next,
I thot of a few friends this week.
I thot of how narrow minded they are,
Little bit of madness, the expression all written on the face.

Actually no need to take things so seriously.
I seem to be telling myself.
Want to play, then join in the fun,
Don’t throw the tantrum like everyone owes you.

With that face, it worries the host,
Of inviting you again.
If not, you talk so much rubbish,
Makes people think you’re so superficial.

If you feel that i’m talking about you,
Then maybe you shld join me,
In doing some reflections.

I don’t believe in making changes for anyone,
But i believe in creating a better person for others to appreciate.
I don’t want to be the narrow minded, arrogant, self centered,
Sensitive guy.
I’m learning from my lunch kakis,
To take Life less seriously.

Sometimes being the butt of the joke may seem cruel,
But i think i can forgo the ego, for a few moments of laughters.
Ms Drama taught me alot.
But because of her,
She disclosed my secret.

Now everyone know.
Just because she saw me smiling,
Then she started laughing.
Chey…

Then got people call me “cow”.
i think i’ve gotten over it.
I’m getting better as a person now.

~ by Kel on June 18, 2008.

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