Vitamin String Quartet viva la vida - Coldplay

I really do not know the difference between a quartet or a trio.
But when I heard the music I was entralled.
Haunting strings on a G flat - joking I do not know the musical notes.
What I heard was sufficient
To know that it is music
Played to satisfy
My ears
And
The picture
Above with Viva
The tempo quickens now
Like distant drums beating silently
What else do you expect of me
A music deaf personality here
Bemusing you I hope
In a whirl
I caught
Attention

Excuse me. We are Japanese. How's MCA?

A group of Japanese University Professors
On a Goodwill Visit to MCA Hq in Jalan Ampang
Led by Dr KIMURA, Hirotsune
Received by NGO Bureau Head, Dato' Ti Lian Ker
Dep Head Dato' Dr Wong Sai Hou & committee members
"Excuse us, we are Japanese Professors from Nagoya,
How is MCA and the support from the public after 308?"
MCA is changing for the better with unity among its leaders
and grassroots. Morale is good. On the ground interaction working.

An Intrusion to Moonlight Dancing by #mmPoem

Preamble
My first attempt in a poetry blog was the result of an inspirational mood by 2 people who were involved in writing a poem blog by line for line twitting in their #OneWednesdayPost. I could not resist adding my lines for each line they each wrote. Theirs was Moonlight Dancing. My humblest apologies for such rapturous intrusions of the poetic moments

My lines are in bold and italics

INTRUSIONS IN MOONLIGHT DANCING

Her sad eyes shone only in the moonlight

Dejected by the latest lover’s tiff

She danced beneath the silver canopy of rain kissed leaves,

When she thought no one was looking.

Her sadness turned to joy when she started to dance

He noticed her grace from afar as he stealthily froze

The earth turned to dark green velvet at the touch of her sweet feet

Twirling so lightly but firmly on her tip toes

No storm could stop her dancing

He sensed her wanton pull and could not resist

Her desire endless

Loves molecules streaming the surrounding

Her nostril flared greedy for his scent she sensed in the air

He could not help himself as his body gyrate in motion

She knew him and knew his pace

Moved by love’s magic spell

Felt him from the distance

Yet he did not want his presence seen

The warm wet air caressed life into every pore of her skin

She felt alive with the dance but

Every drop of rain on her body reminded the past tears

Unnecessary lover’s tiffs that hurt that wounds the heart, leaving trails

Of long melancholy nights spent walking in wood searching, wishing on the moon

Oh Love should we get together again

Walking on paths of emotions at the end of dreams in the moonlight

whispers-from-diary-of-8-year-old-girl - Day 2

Whispers Jan 2

Date Jan 2 , 1994

8.00am In schooll doing school work
Sorry it's Sunday never mine

9.00am In school still

10.00am Rehat at 10.30

Lunch Don't have

1.00pm Go home at 1.05

2.00pm At gym senter doing gym

3.00pm. Still there

4.00pm. Finish at 4.45

5.00pm. Go home time

Evening. At home now

Notes
1. She tried log entries as in the diary
2. She was selected to train in gymrama Commonwealth games 1998
3. That's all she wrote

Whispers from the diary of an 8 year old girl : Day 1

Date: 01-01-1994

Well it's 94 and it's Januari so it's a new year.
I am starded four.
My class name is4 Delima.
I think i am happy abit and sad.
Of something, soon or later do not worry i will be happy.
I am in comenwlef still.

It is very hard this day's.
So i must work hard at all tings.

Mean piano, gim, homework, timetable, matematik, English, B. Malaysia, KH, Pendidikan moral and all the subgeit i have.

To dear diary how are you!
I am fine
do you good
well that i can write
next time i can write on you
O.K.
Bye-Bye to pen,Diary, twins, and me.

From a signature and drawings

NOTES

1. The spellings with mistakes and wrong grammer left intact
2. Some spellings in B. Malaysia
3. She thinks logically and has drive
4. Spoke even to her diary that was a desk diary that I gave her