Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

Awesome!! The easiest yet one of the hardest topics to blog about. Well, these are a few of my favourite things. *sung to the tune from "The Sound of Music."* 1. I love chocolates. I simply do. I especially like milk chocolate and dark chocolate. Mm-um... Melts in your mouth. The purer a chocolate is, the more bitter it is and the healthier it is. Sort of. (An excuse to indulge on them :P) 2. Earrings!! I have  more than 10 pairs (Is that considered little?). I have dangly ones, studded ones, big ones, hooked ones. Personally, I prefer those which you just have to hook into your earlobe. Studded ones always get lost as they are small and if you have thick earlobes you can't wear it. 3. Holly.. Not the Christmas plant, silly. But Holly my doggy. She's a mongrel which we caught from the wild when she was a puppy. Lol. She's a lucky one, she is. Everyone in the family loves and adores her. She gets annoying sometimes though when she pushes to go into the house

I rarely blog about this aspect of my life. But, here it is. First thought in my head was, "Why???" Before you even hear the answer, deep down in your heart you already know it. And why not? It was expected in a way, yet not expected in some. It was suspected, just not that fast. People will normally give the reason for their leaving as such, to greener and better pastures. The grass is always greener on the other side. I won't blame them. It is their life and it is up to them to live it. Then you think, "Instead of making other companies seem like greener pastures, how can we make it or do it in such a way that the company you are currently in NOW be THAT greener pasture?" If it can be seen as such, then people won't decide to leave. Right? I am actually worried for the company. It's expanding with two, three (or more) outlets this year. It is not a bad thing. It is actually a good sign. The exponential rate of its expansion is fine if we have

A continuation from this. The Piano Room . (contniued...) "Don't cry. It'll be over in just a few days." He said. "You can do it. I know you can. Hey, you're not you for nothing you know." Then he hugged me tightly. I lifted my head up to look at him. His left thumb reached up to my face and wiped away the tears that ran down my cheeks. First the left side then the right side. If I looked like a dork after crying, he either did not notice it or just pretended not to. I looked deeply into his eyes and smiled gratefully. Standing up, he patted my right shoulder as I resumed the proper sitting position of a pianist. "I'll let you practise somemore. I'll be in the lounge if you should ever need me." He said and smiled that affectionate smile of his which I always loved. He then turned and walked out of the piano room. Feeling renewed, focused and determined again, I poured out all my heart and soul into practice for that day. Days p