Sunday, August 26, 2007
the matchstick scratched its head and died.
plotting.
the new batch. look at the guy-girl ratio! almost 5:1. lucky dudes.
external activities at holland village.
they all want a mushroom swiss double!
forfeit by the "fly swatter"
credits to shem for the photos! there's more but his cam went out of battery! for the rest of the orientation photos, click here.
alright shall get back into "school" mode soon.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
i want to tell you a story about dreams.
music: best i ever had by vertical horizontoday is ME day.
spent alone with me, myself and i.
everyone needs a day off from the rest of the world. a day where you just spend listening to your own voice, talking to yourself, instead of listening to someone else ramble, someone else bitch, someone else whine, someone else lecture. because we are moving so fast we don't slow down to discover ourselves, because we're too busy thinking what someone else thinks, because we just don't realise the importance of knowing ourselves.
and so today, it was just about me.
originally setting out to go out and explore ann siang street as i had never been there before, i asked ngiam how to get there since he was the one who suggested it in the first place. "city hall! walk around." that's the reply i got. so, i walked around. armed with my ipod and comfy slippers, i was in my own little heaven. i walked by the river, visited the war memorial, the lim bo seng memorial, the water fountain, read the informative signs placed near each site, like a tourist in my own country. i must admit i have never actually bothered to stop, look and appreciate these sites before.
pretty soon i realised that i was actually walking aimlessly, just going wherever my feet took me. the weather was good, relatively nice and windy as there had just been a light shower. walking to the other side of the river that is not frequented by most, i chanced upon starbucks, with tables and chairs set outdoors right by the river. so i thought, why not? it's the perfect weather to just sit down with a good book and coffee and i did have a good book in my bag at that moment.
i splurged six bucks on a mocha frap with whipped cream on top (which leaves me with six bucks for the rest of the month) but what the hell, it was rewarding. and i just sat there, reading for over two hours, with my ipod playing in the background, occasionally pausing to just stare out at the water and digesting what i had just read. just like that, i finished reading the alchemist by paulo coelho.
books have a way of speaking to us in a language that humans cannot. maybe because books don't judge you, nor have expectations of you. you can put it down when it gets too much for you, and pick it up again when you feel you're ready to take what it has to offer you.
and this book really taught me alot. here's a part that really struck me:
"everyone on earth has a treasure that awaits him," his heart said. "we, people's hearts, seldom say much about those treasures, because people no longer want to go in search of them. we speak of them only to children. later, we simply let life proceed, in its own direction, toward its own fate. but, unfortunately, very few follow the path laid out for them--the path to their Personal Legends, and to happiness. most people see the world as a threatening place, and, because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place."
"so, we, their hearts, speak more and more softly. we never stop speaking out, but we begin to hope that our words won't be heard: we don't want people to suffer because they don't follow their hearts."
"why don't people's hearts tell them to continue to follow their dreams?" the boy asked the alchemist.
"because that's what makes a heart suffer the most, and hearts don't like to suffer."
from then one, the boy understood his heart. he asked that it, please, never stop speaking to him. he asked that, when he wandered far from his dreams, his heart press him, and sound the alarm. the boy swore that, every time he heard the alarm, he would heed its message.
i have dreams too, and i promise myself that i'll never lose sight of them no matter what.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
blue skies, white clouds.
today's a special day!thank you for everything thus far. (:
you can't have fun in heels.
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my heels broke while we were rushing over. i was annoyed. walking in them was painful enough, and when one of them broke, i was cursing inwardly. $&^%)$(&!! then chuxian insisted on acting like the paparazzi and took a photo of us, rushing, minus the broken heels. (i fixed them later on.)
us, with mdm chen.
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the ten of us that gorged on good food all night long.
the dizi bunch from 02. oh, how we have grown. i used to be the only girl there, towering over them. now, still the only girl, but even with added advantage in heels, they tower over me. ahhh, puberty.
it was good, catching up with everyone after so long. revelling and reminiscing about the days in nyco. haha. such hilarious moments. aside from the little mishaps happening here and there (my heels breaking, chuxian getting tea spilt all over him, clement being mistaken for another clement two years younger), we had a wonderful time. (:
heels are really a pain in the ass. they are such a torture.
met up with yinling two days back. went to her condo planning to play tennis, but alas, she had rackets but no balls. so we decided to relive sec two home econs classes and cooked up a yummylicious lunch of spaghetti bolognese. subsequently, we made plans to go swimming in the very inviting pool, with clear, sparkling coolness that shimmered under the hot afternoon sun. but alas, yet again, she only had one swimming suit. in the end, yinling found this cute, (note the sarcasm here), yellow swimming suit with flowers in various psychedelic colours printed all over it. obviously, a heated debate over who would be the one to throw away all inhibitions and jump into the cute swimming suit ensued.
i won. :D on the premise that i was the guest. nyahaha. so we went swimming and lazed around in the pool doing all the stupid childish things, and of course, catching up.
i really miss rgs sometimes.
Friday, August 10, 2007
rahhh.
music: pieces by l'arc-en-cieltoday was, well. not the best of days.
upsetting, may be the word to describe it, but when things happen, we deal with it.
if only it was that easy!
haha well, well, well!
it's a new day already, seeing that it's 1am in the morning.
a belated happy birthday to my homeland, singapore.
i've been telling everyone to stand up for singapore, but no one seems to be listening.
okay. i'm rambling.
off to bed now before i start talking utter nonsense.
IT'S THE HOLIDAYS!
Thursday, August 02, 2007
i'm on the top of the world.
music: jupiter by hirahara ayakait's amazing that i've been singing this song all my life but i only realised how sweet it was today after sis mentioned it. haha. so many songs are sung but without actually appreciating the lyrics.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
dum dum dee dee dee dum.
music: masquerade by SADS
the music group.