Unicorns

I was forced to write on unicorns. So here it is, a story meant to appeal to younger children. Oh well, it's mainly nonsense, but I was sleepy!

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Unicorns

A long time ago, in ancient Greece, there resided a very self centred and thoughtless King whose demands always had to be met. He was abit of a bully and the populace lived in fear of him. His favourite phrase, when he could not get what he wanted, was, "Off with his head!" Even though he did not really carry out his threats, his courtiers were still afraid of displeasing him.

One day, the King was bored and called for the royal jester to be brought into the Throne Room. The royal jester cart-wheeled in and proceeded to try to make the King laugh at his numerous antics, but his efforts were all in vain. The King grew angry and he roared, "Off with his he....." Before he could finish his sentence, the royal jester squealed in alarm and said, "Wait! Let me tell you about the UNICORN!"

The King immediately became interested and said, "Hmmm...alright," the King replied, "but if you fail to amuse me, it's off with your head!"

The royal jester was shivering in fear, but managed to stammer, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He began, "The unicorn is a creature with a body of a horse and a horn on its forehead. It is of the purest white and embodies strength and goodness. It has eyes the colour of sapphires and lives in the deepest parts of the forest. Its horn is believed to have healing powers. When ground into powder, it would serve as an antidote and negate the effects of any poison that could be concocted in this world."

The royal jester heaved a sigh of silent relief as the King waited with bated breath to hear the next sentence. Assured by the King's attention, he paused for effect and continued, "It is believed that if any poisoned food were brought to close proximity to the unicorn, its horn would start to bleed. This creature has been sighted by some, but has never been captured as they are swifter than the wind and more beautiful and graceful than any other animal in this world. Many rulers and noblemen have gone in search of this elusive creature, but none have been able to find it. It is said that only a truly innocent person, one who is pure in heart and soul would be able to see it."

Silence descended on the room as the King pondered on what the royal jester had said. All of a sudden, he rose to his feet and declared, "I must see this unicorn for myself! It would be put in the royal zoo and tended to with the greatest care! Send out a message to all the brave men in the kingdom that whoever manages to capture a unicorn and bring it to the palace shall have half the kingdom as his reward!"

As his courtiers scuttled away in a hurry to annouce the new royal edict, the King smiled triumphantly and thought to himself, "Soon, I'll have a unicorn as a pet."

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Heh...that's all. Short and sweet. I thought of adding a moral to the story, but I had a word limit and I couldn't think of any morals. I also wanted to end with the King vowing to become a better person so that he could see the unicorn, but I thought that would be quite crappy. Harharhar...!

Hmmm...time to cut my nails.

=)

How Does God Feel About Me?
Excerpt from Max Lucado

If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.

He sends you flowers every spring
And a sunrise every morning.

Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen.

He can live anywhere in the universe,
and He chose your heart.

And the Christmas gift He sent you in Bethlehem?

Face it, friend.
He's crazy about you.

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Enough said.

Just another day.

Oops. I said I'll write about what Clarissa did and I forgot. Harharhar...well...actually I did remember a few days ago, but I was too tired. Working makes me feel tired and sleepy all the time. I really need more sleep. Sleep. Sleep deprived me.

Ok. Last Thursday, Clarissa came back to TLL! She gave me piggy gummies (of which there are still a few in the fridge. I keep forgetting to finish them up), Tim Tams (my favourite chocolate biscuits!) and a note that was folded such that it was difficult to open and difficult to fold back, but I did both anyway. Heh!

GOOD thing I read the note only on the way back at the MRT station! If not I think I would have embarrassed myself by my teary eyes. Aargghh...I hate being emotional and all, but sometimes, things make me feel sad. Even sad movies make me sad. I always try to choke back the tears though and laugh (try to at least) at others who cry. Hee...meanie me...

Actually I have many things to blog about, but I don't know why once I come home and sit in front of my laptop, I feel tired and unable to write about anything of interest. I wanted to write about my conversation with this the horrid courier lady yesterday. My manager asked me to send a document to one of the teachers, but he didn't tell me it had to sent out by that night, so I didn't ask as well and phoned the courier and everything went well until the manger told me it had to be out by tonight, so I panicked and called the courier company (who had already sent a guy to pick up the document). A lady picked up the phone and she had a really really bad tone!!! The conversation went something like that: -

Rude courier lady: Hello, XXX services.
Me: Hi! I'm Rachel from TLL and I need the document to be sent by tonight, is that possible? One of your guys have already picked it up.

RCL: Huh??? What??? We don't have such services!
Me: There's no express courier service?

RCL: No. Not for local packages.
Me: Oh...then can I have the documents back?

RCL: Not possible! Not possible!
Me (annoyed): Why? What do you mean by not possible? Didn't your guy collect it? And since you said it's not being sent out by tonight, why can't I have it back by tomorrow?

RCL: I go check.
*Without even asking me if I'll hold for a moment, she put me on hold. And all the time she was speaking like I owe her money!!!
Me: Ok. Th....(cut off)

RCL: When you want it? (She was lapsing into Singlish)
Me (extremely annoyed by this time): Any time tomorrow.

RCL: OK. (Then she hung up!!!!!!!!!!!)

I was about to say Thank you, but she hung up!!!!!!!! I was so angry!!!!! Terrible service right??? Even thinking about it makes me mad!!!!!!! She was so rude!!!!! Made me ashamed of being a Singaporean! I mean where do they hire such people??? And don't they have to undergo some sort of training??? I was so apalled that I almost wanted to ask to speak to her manager. I wanted to call back and ask for her name and WRITE a letter of complaint. I wanted to call back and give her a lecture on how to provide service. I wanted to do all sorts of nasty things lah (I keep spelling "things" as "thinks" today. Don't know why!) But then I forced myself to calm down 'coz I thought to myself that she may have a starving family of 8 depending on her monthly salary and that's probably why she thinks the whole world owes her a million dollars.

Oh well. I'll write soon about my trip to JB! That was pretty good. Heh! I'll get the photos up soon. Not alot though. I think I only took photos on the bus. Harharhar.......please don't ask me why.....

Oh yah...Joshua kept calling me a Ferrari today and refused to tell me why! He is so annoying! Just like clarissa but less so...harharhar...it's a compliment clar! I'll try to find out why tomorrow....for now, it's time to check my email and look for better paying jobs and get out of my sad existence (which isn't that sad actually 'coz I had free Ben & Jerry's ice cream thanks to Christine! Hee... =P)...

Later.

"The Essence of Squishy-ness"

I hereby dedicate my first post of my new blog to my squishy squid of a friend who's leaving for Stanford University this Sunday. Harharhar! Sadly, I'll probably laugh alot less when she leaves. TLL will not be the same without you!!!

It's funny, but before you came to annoy me, I used to think to myself that laughing was forbidden in TLU. Seriously. I think it was because everybody in TLU is pretty grumpy throughout the day because they have to pander to every teacher's whims. Hmmm...perhaps it's best not to reveal too much about that unhappy place.

Back to my topic, "The Essence of Squishy-ness". Heehee...it's so nice to say "squishy." Gives me a nice squishy feeling. Everyone should try squishing clarissa. When I squish her arms, it sort of bounces back, but in a liquid way. Not flabby kinda squishy, but the cushiony kind. Aarggh. I can't think lah.

Ok. I'm very sleepy now. I'm a grumpy squishy squid.

I'll write about the sweet things clarissa did today tomorrow. =D