Friday, November 30, 2007
every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.
music: closing time by semisonic
hard rain by heymilie.yeah, beautiful isn't it.
rain, rain, come again.
i'm moving on, moving on.
like a train chugging steadily through the forest clearing.
life's like and hourglass glued to the table,
no one can find the rewind button, girl,
so cradle your head in your hands,
and breathe, just breathe.
thunderstorm, thunderstorm, come again.
oh, incoherence has gotten the better of me.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
when you feel all alone, look behind your shoulder and i'll be there.
music: 8 become 1 by norwegian recyclingbecause i am taking a break from studying econs and joel just sent me a whole load of random photos we took on photobooth in his mac, i decided to have some fun with all the photos and write a little photostory with it.
here goes.
there was once a little social misfit called JYJY.
no matter where she went, she could not escape getting teased by her seemingly more "normal" counterparts. she was shunned, the type of kid who had lunch all alone at another table, separate from the rest; the last kid to be picked when choosing teams.
but oh, one day, she met with a group of other misfits! they clicked at once and became the best of friends. people labelled them the "three must-fears" (inspired by the three musketeers) for they all feared that one day they'd end up looking as freakish as them. despite all the criticism, the three friends took it all in their stride.
they did weird things together, things others did not understand.
they were normal too, they enjoyed watching movies together, but strangely enough, whenever they watched movies, they'd turn off the screen and only listen to the audio. oh yes, "weird" was very much applicable to these three, hmm. special ones.
they DID study together. i guess you could call that normal.
no matter what, they always had fun together!
and although they continued being ridiculed simply for their differences by the "normal" ones, they got through it together.
they were there for each other when they went through tough times, weathering all the periods of unhappiness with one another. for all that merely made them stronger.
and strong, they are! they will fight on for their places in society!TA-DAAAA!
Monday, November 26, 2007
my hand inside of your hand.
music: hand by jars of clayHERE'S PRESENTING....*DRUMROLL*....STINKYTOWN!!!
photos courtesy of joel!yes, my pencilbox is home to the most wonderous things in the world. don't be surprised if you open it up and suddenly the most dazzling array of fireworks shoots out from within its red walls.
as anyone can see, we were bored during psych lecture and i decided to play with the stuff in my pencilbox and joel was armed with his camera, snapping away. boredom brings the best out of people.
okay, back to studying.
talk about boredom.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
you are the only one whose blue skies are grey.
music: sad eyes by josh rousetoday's saturday! i thought it was sunday when i woke up today because i didn't have school yesterday and thus it felt saturday-ish then. studied with efei at the library yesterday! managed to do five chapters of psych. yeah, i felt accomplished.
going for arabian nights later. break a leg, yinlinggg.
after today it's gonna be major mugging!
i'm craving sushiii!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
i am going to wipe out all the males on earth!
«βîśmāŗċҜ» ³˚ . {Jagjeet} says:oh man fang xun
i had a dream about you last night
STINKY. says:
hahaha
what about
«βîśmāŗċҜ» ³˚ . {Jagjeet} says:
i dreamt you became a stem cell researcher
and u started showing me all these things that were better about the female genetics
and then u had this plan to wipe out the male gender
i cant quite remember but i think me and my friend tom went out to stop you
STINKY. says:
hahahahaha
«βîśmāŗċҜ» ³˚ . {Jagjeet} says:
lol
i just woke up like 5 minutes ago
and i was like
omg
i need to tell fx before i forget this
______________________________________________________
scary me! muahahahaa.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
backtracking.
checked an email account that i hadn't gone into in months today. had totally forgotten about it till i was reminded about it just now. dozens of unread emails, messages that had never reached me in time. memories of moments gone. it's an interesting feeling, like opening up a time capsule from years ago.echo, echo, we come, we go.
music: echo by vertical horizon
i think this piece is really awesome. saw it a few weeks back on deviantart. meet the crescent by donjuki.research paper is finally over and done with.
what's left is one more essay and i will get ready to kick ass for finals.
then five weeks of absolute bliss. flying off on the 11th.
yeahhhh!
i know i've been rambling alot lately but that seems to be the only thing i'm capable of these few days.
do you hear me?
do you hear me?
cause i need to, just reach you
can you hear me?
come in clearly.
am i hollow?
just an echo.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
all the ships are sinking.
music: liar liar by a fine frenzyonce this semester is over, i'll be very relieved.
research paper is really taking its toll on me.
and oh, math online quiz. pain in the arse, if you ask me.
my table's a mess of papers strewn all over and it's giving me a headache.
my laptop has been my best friend for this semester and goodness, once i'm done with all this the laptop is going to be shelved. okay, maybe not, but microsoft word will be.
for five weeks. five weeks of pure enjoyment.
grades are slipping. not good. am really tired of school already!
argh.
rant rant.
shall go bury my head in my research paper and get it done.
Friday, November 16, 2007
i think i need a sunrise.
i need a new book to read.i need new music.
i need other things to think about.
i need a big, crazy, thunderstorm.
now, now, now.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
but i just like to dream, and that's not a crime.
music: flying high by jemokay, i started off with alot to say. but sometimes having too much to say is not good. because you don't know where to start. so now, i don't really know what to say. but having started this blog entry, i thought i'd finish it.
last night i had a rather heated argument with someone that matters alot to me. and man, i was pretty pissed off. moreover it's probably the first time ever we've gotten so worked up over something, and it doesn't even quite concern us directly. it's alright now, i suppose.
things have been happening to people around me these few days.
i think ultimately, everyone has a child inside of them.
the difference is that some embrace that child, yet some have forgotten about that child, and some simply choose to ignore that child.
when we were little kids, we could always count on our parents to be our shield, to protect us from any harm that could possibly come our way. but as we grow older and become more independent, we start learning to fend for ourselves. we slowly start building our armour, our defences so that we will not be caught off guard and left wounded. some get hit harder than others and start building fortresses that creates an illusory impregnability, yet there are also those lucky ones that are never hit. and for a moment, you forget that child, that vulnerability, that need to be protected.
thing is, this child will always have a way of finding his or her way back to you. not one person can escape that. because ultimately, even with the shields, the armour, the fortress, we all know that behind all that is a child staring straight back at us--ourself.
where do you run to when the person you want to escape from is yourself?
Sunday, November 11, 2007
a fragment of light.
music: ashes and wine by a fine frenzydisappointments. we've all had them at any one point of our lives. be it a lousy grade on something, a failed relationship, a bad shot on the court, an abrupt end to a friendship, an expectation that wasn't met. big or small, lasting or not, disappointments always fill us with this momentary sense of, hmm, would you say, loss? yeah. loss. the loss of what it could have been.
i was reminded of one incident whilst talking to efei on the bus when we went by the bus stop at orchard station in front of this hilly part of orchard, where there was a staircase leading up to the top of said hill. for all the 4 years when i was in rgs, i'd always take the bus home from that stop whenever i headed to town after school. i never went up that flight of stairs, never ventured beyond that bus stop. i don't know what held me back, but i just never did.
i'd always imagined the top of the hill to be this beautiful garden, filled with lush greenery and flowers of all the colours of the rainbow. in my mind's eye, there'd be wooden benches and a stone walkway winding through it, with little butterflies doing their little dance amongst the trees.
so one friday after dinner with some friends, i decided to venture up that flight of stairs. one foot in front of the other, i slowly made my way up the stairway, bracing myself for that first glance of what i had been imagining for the past 4 years. like a child that had been slowly peeling off the wrapping paper to her christmas gift in anticipation and opening the box only to find that what lay inside was something she had not wanted, i stood there, utterly disappointed.
my garden was not a garden at all. it was just a small field with dirty soil and unkempt grass, and a concrete path that led through it to a fenced up area, forbidden to outsiders.
at that moment i was wondering if i should've gone up at all. after all, it could've just been that beautiful garden in my mind for the rest of time. just like every other disappointment, would we rather it had never happened? that moment of reckoning, that sinking feeling in our stomachs, would it have been better if we'd remained in our oblivious state of bliss?
okay, on another note. the pillowman!
The Pillowman.
Katurian, a writer of terrifying short stories, has been newly imprisoned and is questioned by the police, who scale new heights of brutality - and black humour - with their version of the good cop/bad cop mind game. Along the way, the reasons for the storyteller's capture are revealed in a viciously entertaining cat-and-mouse game that has you on the edge of your seat.
caught it with efei yesterday (managed to get last minute tickets). really brilliant play. the script, the plot, the cast. it was amazing, the way the playwright, martin macdonagh, weaved everything together into this witty yet poignant piece. efei and i both found it disturbing and vaguely depressing. the apple men, the little green pig, the little jesus, the pillowman. really, try to catch it. it's definitely worthwhile.
find out more about it here. (it's a different link from the one in the last post)
if wishes were fishes, there would be no starving people on earth.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
and so it is;
music: the blower's daughter by damien ricesat down by the garden window today with my book along with toast and chocolate milk. enjoyed the cool morning breeze along with the dreary and dull rainy morning. the neighbour was playing the piano too, so that made everything even more enjoyable.
i'd love to wake up to mornings like these everyday for the rest of my life!
hmm, on second thoughts, maybe not everyday, for it's the fact that we only get these mornings once in awhile that makes it all the more special.
waffles with ice cream yesterday at sunset way along with a few others. mmmm. yummy. if i were a monster i would be ice cream monster.
yuppp, just like this little guy. cute, huh. it's a work titled "YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT" by cubecrazy2. i'm absolutely in love with the spaceboots shirt. i love his works. ahhhh.will be going to watch the pillowman later with e-fei if we manage to get tickets! it'd better be good cause i'm sinking into a lifetime of debt just paying for that ticket.
i'm a happy girl today. 11 solid hours of sleep does one good. haven't slept that much in a longgg while.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
to turn around and walk away.
music: the hardest thing by 98 degreesi must admit, sitting alone in the house at night and reading about murder by the light of the lamp (the ceiling light's spoilt) is kinda freaky. even if it's a murder novel written by nora roberts and thus has its share of heartmelting scenes between hot guy and pretty girl, it's still kinda freaks me out, imagining a murderer lurking within the shadows of the bougainvillea bush outside my window with an ice axe in his hand. (don't ask me why someone would own an ice axe in singapore but the book's set in alaska so forgive me.)
okay. i should stop scaring myself.
and, i should stop reading and start on work.
met yinling last night along with daniel. had dinner at this yummy western place at dover and then headed for some kickass ice cream at holland village. the evening wasn't short of amusing conversation and of course, yinling's occasional loud and random outbursts.
oh yeah, gotta thank john and jag for operation chocolate cake, and yes, the target smiled. hahaha. (:
work! work!
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
mash up.
awesome!
are you killing me, you took care of the cat already.
music: mr curiosity by jason mrazgot a chance to sit back and relax for a little yesterday.
even as i'm typing this, some voice in the corner of my mind is nagging at me to start on the 10 page research paper that's due oh so soon or start studying for the UGC quiz on friday.
but no, i'm taking a break. a well-deserved break. even if it's for like, six hours or so, it's still a break and a break will do me wonders.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
toothpicks are holding my eyes open
life is beautiful and it's even more so now that i'm done with the econs project.meeting yinling for dinner tomorrow.
missing the good old days.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
the blues they send to meet me won't defeat me!
some of my favourite people on earth. rgbball batch '06 (:gotta gather everyone next time we meet!
played ball and went for dinner, it was good to catch up with everyone. it's always good to know that no matter how many things have changed, some things just remain the same.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
heartbeats and hellos.
okay i just flipped my calendar to november and the quote for this month on the calendar page goes:"control your destiny or somebody else will." --jack welch