1. Notes: 9 / 4 months ago 

   I missed this place.

   Boy, do I miss this little place.

   It’s been almost 2 years since I left this lovely little blog, and reading back at all the posts now brings a smile to my face.

   Maybe I’ll try to post something happy every now and then, because this place does indeed make me feel happy.

   Hello followers, old or new, I hope your life has been great.

2. Notes: 5 / 6 months ago 

   And I swear (I swear) by the moon and the stars in the sky 
   Oh… I’ll be there (I’ll be there)
   I swear (and I swear) like the shadow that’s by your side
   I’ll be there (I’ll be there)
   
   For better or worse
   Till death do us part
   I’ll love you with every beat of my heart
   And I swear

3. Notes: 16 / 1 year ago 
   

   Does anyone remember the time when Tumblr had this Cats vs Sharks event? And the winner was the one who had the most likes? Man that’s like 4 years ago. Time flies.

   Just happen to remember it after seeing a Cats Avengers picture. Hello Tumblr, long time no see. 

   Oh, and cats won, Duh.

    
4. Notes: 5 / 1 year ago 

   And I will never try to deny,
   That your are my whole life.
   Cause if you ever let me go,
   I would die.
   So I won’t front.
   I don’t need another woman,
   I just need your all or nothing,
   Cause if I got that,
   Then I’ll be straight,
   Baby you’re the best part of my day.
   

5. Notes: 19 / 1 year ago 
   

   You can’t buy loyalty, they say
   I bought it though, the other day;
   You can’t buy friendship, tried and true,
   Well just the same, I bought that too.
   I made my bid, and on the spot
   Bought love and faith and a whole job lot
   Of happiness, so all in all
   The purchase price was pretty small.
   I bought a single trusting heart,
   That gave devotion from the start.
   If you think these things are not
   for sale, Buy a brown-eyed puppy with
   a stump for a tail.

   
   Dear followers, I’d like you to meet my new puppy, Butter.

   About a year ago, my beloved best friend passed away after walking with me 8 years of my life, accompanying me through everything and greeting me with a wagging tail every time I came home.

   When he passed away, I was devastated. I sobbed and I cried every night. I couldn’t believe he just left me like that, because the day before he passed away, he was all fine.

   He did pass away in a peaceful manner. Eyes closed, lying down, as though he was in a really, really deep sleep.

   Usually, he would be the one accompanying me, but on the day that he passed away, it was me who accompanied him. And I will never forget that ride to the vet, where I hugged him so tightly and wished he would come back.

   I thought to myself, will I ever be able to move on and find myself a new puppy, a new companion, a new best friend. Back then, the answer was no. I couldn’t bring myself to go through that grieving moment again.

   But my cousin told me something, after she had gotten a new dog when her own dog of 15 years left her. She said, “The joy that this little ones give to you during that 10 years or so, makes going through that grieving moment all worth it”. And I realised that it was indeed true.

   I longed for that feeling of a wagging tail welcoming me home. I longed for that wet tongue on my cheeks, and that eager look of a puppy wanting me to bring him for a walk. And so, I decided to let another companion come into my life.

   The above picture you see is my newest puppy, Butter. I adopted him. I’m his 3rd home. Both his previous owner couldn’t keep him because of family matters. But I’m glad, because I have been finding a new puppy for months.

   Hopefully, after all the lessons my previous companion taught me, I will be able to provide Butter a better home. :)

    
6. Notes: 13 / 2 years ago 

   Matchbox Twenty - 3am (Awesome cover)

   She says baby
   It’s 3 am I must be lonely
   When she says baby
   Well I can’t help but be scared of it all sometimes
   Says the rain’s gonna wash away I believe it

7. Notes: 39 / 2 years ago 

   Time is the most unforgiving thing in life.

   When we were young, we wanted to grow up quicker.

   Now we’re all grown up, we wish we have the chance to live life as a kid again.

   I think time is the most unforgiving thing in life. Because every second that ticks by, there is no way in getting it back. And as I sit here typing my thoughts about time, it continues to tick, and by the time I finish, I’ve lost probably 10 minutes of it.

   Life has changed so much from 10-20 years ago. Everything in life now is about speed. You see people running to catch a train, when the next train would be just 3 minutes away. You see people dashing across the road to beat the flickering “Green Man”, just because they can’t afford to wait an extra 2 minutes for the “Green Man” to flash. It is kind of sad in a way, that because of this fast paced life, people are finding it difficult to take time out to enjoy the happier things, such as gazing out of your window and watching the clouds float by, counting the stars that are above you at night.

   I’m afraid to look at my clock every time. Because every time I do, I’ll think to myself, “Damn, another 10 minutes have passed and I did nothing in that past 10 minutes.”. In the earlier days, all these would not have mattered. I would have looked at my clock after 10 minutes and said, “That was the best 10 minutes of my life. I practically did nothing but to day-dream and smile at those silly dreams.”. But that can never be the case now.

   We all live our life just once, but how many of us actually have the chance to enjoy it? Being in such a fast paced and fast growing world, we’re constantly studying, constantly working, just to make a living. A saying goes, “Find a job that you love, and you will never work again.”. That is true, but how many of us really have that chance? How many of us can find a job we truly love, and not a job that we go to just for the sake that it is able to provide us a roof to live in and food to eat?

   Technology is an amazing thing. It has sped up a lot of things. It has created revolutions, but also destroyed a lot of little things in life. I read yesterday, in my Textbook, that the “Quality of Life” has deteriorated since the introduction of Technology. Technology has allowed a “work from home” culture, or a “study from home” culture, and because of this, we find ourselves bringing every little thing about work and study back home. We have unknowingly extended our working hours and study hours to a point where we forget that we should go out and enjoy ourselves.

   I think about my future, and the possibility of me working from home. The time I would spend working from home would mean that I would not be able to enjoy the growing moments with my child, or the sweet company of my wife. But in a world where everything is starting to move so fast, I would have to keep up or be left behind.

   As I come to the end of this post, I have taken about more than 15 minutes into thinking and typing my thoughts into words. These 15 minutes should have been spent studying on an exam I have tomorrow, that I’m completely unprepared for. But the stress that is building up in my head and the race against time is making me unable to cope and concentrate.

   To those who have read all the way till the end, I thank you. Thank you for your patience in reading through my rant about life, and thank you for still following me, despite the long absence.

8. Notes: 75 / 2 years ago  from subtlelight

   haligh38:

   “Brother, there was a really moving incident. It involves a little Japanese boy who taught an adult like me a lesson on how to behave like a human being.

   Last night, I was sent to a little grammar school to help a charity organization distribute food to the refugees. It was a long line that snaked this way and that and I saw a little boy around 9 years old. He was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts.

   It was getting very cold and the boy was at the very end of the line. I was worried that by the time his turn came there wouldn’t be any food left. So I spoke to him. He said he was at school when the earthquake happened. His father worked nearby and was driving to the school. The boy was on the third floor balcony when he saw the tsunami sweep his father’s car away.

   I asked him about his mother. He said his house is right by the beach and that his mother and little sister probably didn’t make it. He turned his head and wiped his tears when I asked about his relatives.

   The boy was shivering so I took off my police jacket and put it on him. That’s when my bag of food ration fell out. I picked it up and gave it to him. “When it comes to your turn, they might run out of food. So here’s my portion. I already ate. Why don’t you eat it?”

   The boy took my food and bowed. I thought he would eat it right away, but he didn’t. He took the bag of food, went up to where the line ended and put it where all the food was waiting to be distributed. I was shocked. I asked him why he didn’t eat it and instead added it to the food pile. He answered: “Because I see a lot more people hungrier than I am. If I put it there, then they will distribute the food equally.”

   When I heard that I turned away so that people wouldn’t see me cry. A society that can produce a 9-year-old who understands the concept of sacrifice for the greater good must be a great society, a great people.”

   —

   In a letter wrote by a policeman in Fukushima to a friend in Vietnam

   Original Source: Whole article

9. Notes: 7 / 2 years ago 
   

   It’s actually saying, I like you very much.

    
10. Notes: 5 / 2 years ago 
    

    Can you see the Chinese words?

     
11. Notes: 2276 / 2 years ago  from sportspoon (originally from iamblessed)
    
     
12. Notes: 67 / 2 years ago 

    Life’s funny.

    It’s funny how people can feel happy for a moment, and then unhappy the next. How people can tell each other how much they love each other, how happy they are to have their company, and then the next moment say they are tired of everything and no longer feel loved.

    Life’s funny. Why do people expect so much… What ever happened to the little joys in life… Does everything have to involve flowers and gifts? Does everyday have to become a battle to become the perfect somebody?

I'm Alex, 21. SG. I love photography, but sadly, don't own a camera. This is my tumblr where I post pictures that puts a smile on my face, and hopefully everyone else's. Please note that all pictures are credited to their original owner. Click on the picture or the name of the photographer to view original. Thank you for dropping by and I hope you enjoyed reading my humble tumblr. Smile! Every photo has a story to tell.

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