Adversity and a false sense of calm

Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong
That it takes my breath away
And I breathe you, into my heart
And pray for the strength to stand today
Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight,
You know my heart is by your side.

One-for-one vodka cranberries

So the three of us were at clarke quay, watching FI from a fancy projector screen thingy with people walking all around and stopping to watch. There's this lady (well most likely she was a man, but since she was dressed like a lady, let's call her a lady) who's cheering Alonso on, standing somewhere in front of us. She really seemed genuinely excited about the race. She was also alone. So anyway she tried to talk to the guy beside her and he moved away after awhile. She talked to the next guy and he moved away too. Well I thought she was weird. But I dunno. Most of all it was sad.

What was also sad was that Clinic was pushing drinks to underaged kids! But uh hey, no harm done.

Anyway the spaghetti carbonara at The Royals Cafe is really not bad.

Stolen off the hidden rack

S: So what?
T: Like how they say it in Thailand?
S: Even as we speak I can see the word in my head.
T: I suspect I see the exact same thing.
S: Haha you go first.
T: Hahaha no, you!
S&T: W-A-H-T.

fickle as a pickle (he's fallen from his nest so high above)

It must be difficult trying to forget someone.
You make it look really easy though. But I am wrong, no?

Now's the time for shopping, celebration, movie-watching and pw meetings!

4 am

I can get so temperamental, and self-absorbed. I don't understand why you hang around.

So friday was fun. I went for dental in the morning, studied at siglap starbcks after that til about 4ish then went home, showered, went out again for a play. Which I enjoyed thoroughly, totally worth the trip down to laselle. Today was a lesser day. Had tuition, then dinner at my grandma's and very restless sleep for about 2 hours. Woke up cause of the heat, then dinner decided to disagree with me. I promptly threw up. After which I moped around downstairs for awhile. Err this was at 3am. Then I recieved a phonecall. Alyssa is outside my gate with Andrew's bike. I followed her out to meet Tessa and Andrew at the playground. I didn't stay out too long.

Third baby dies in China milk scandal

Background Info:
Melamine-A substance normally used in plastics, fertilisers and cleaning products.
China Mengniu-China's biggest and best-known dairy producers.

Shares in Mengniu were suspended in Hong Kong yesterday after the government said some Mengniu milk powder samples tested positive for the chemical melamine.

Mengniu, which issued a public apology, said it would recall all contaminated powder and offered to pay the medical costs of all consumers who fall ill within the next five years.

The health ministry said that, as of yesterday morning, 6244 infants had been affected by the powder: 158 had acute kindey failure, almost 4917 were stable or had been cured, and 1327 remained in hospital.

-taken off Financial Times, Thursday September 18 2008

Again, China? Again? Can you afford further damage to your image as an exporter? Are you able to put in place adequate quality controls to avoid problems such as last year's exports of lead-tainted toys, lead-tainted pet food to the US, and contaminated dumplings to Japan? The world is watching.

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The Great Teenage Ideal

"gems of deathless prose, earth-moving philosophical tours de force, breathtaking in its unpredictability"

I will be further expanding this part of my post at a later date, when I have the energy to write something long and meaningful. The kind of post you hold your breath oh-so-slightly when reading but only realise when you finished and can breath easy again. Okay maybe not that spectacular.

Have you got your cootie shot?

I'm swearing off guys. Seriously, I am. No more boys for me. Boys are yucky.

HELLO there. Welcome to my humble blog. I don't know why you're here and I don't know what you read it for. I also don't know why I write in it.

Oooh. Don't you love mysteries?

edit: 2am and I CANNOT get to sleep. I've tried everything. Even watching the latest episode of gossip girl. My mind just doesnt want to stop whirring.

Boys are like. So annoying.

My sad, under-trained body is holding an argument with my very very lazy mind. To run or not to run. I'm torn between the two.

Speaking of arguments..

Nevermind.

Well not much has been happening. I try to study, get fed up, become overcome with guilt. Try to study again.. It's all very boring stuff. Oh I caught Love's Labour's Lost last night. Not impressive at all but I'm still glad I went =)

We'd get all sweaty and it was great

Being on stage is one thing. There on that elevated platform you hold the power.

But off it, I really don't know where among this Crowd I fit. How have I come to be here? I know exactly how, of course, but that's not the point. It still feels like someone tipped the scales or left a window open. (Victims of circumstance, you used to say to me all the time. But you know I'm not as helpless as that..)

(We haven't spoken in awhile, have we.)

I don't belong here, and that is the truth. The people here don't know me, and neither do I know them. I must be a great pretender, for truthfully, this is a very unwelcoming Crowd. They may not like the idea of this, but this is the fact. Ask anyone of them, they are arrogant in their own way, and they won't say it, but they prefer you kept out of their circle.

I've spoken to (and laughed with) but a few of the Crowd, and they are very nice people. Singularly, these friends I know of are warm and inviting. But this is just the way things work, in a Crowd their faces start to look like each other's and you can't tell who you were speaking to before anymore. There is this tiny voice that is telling me, I had one foot in the circle only because like I said, I am a great pretender.

I like to think this is a pond. And we're all tiny fishes swimming around. But this is a small pond, and I like to think someday I will swim out of it, into something greater. I am not to overly concerned with my place in this Crowd, I am fine even if I do not have one. I am happy swimming right where I am for now. Because someday, if the mood strikes me, I will make it to the big sea.

It must be the ice cream and fumes of hot chocolate doing this to my head. Gelare was fantastic, so thank you very much. The rain did nothing to hamper us, for umbrellas on Saturday nights can be romantic too. We shall be back there soon, for sure.

For now, a little photograph to put a smile on my face.

Feelings you wrap like art and hang on your walls

James Morrison has a great voice. I could listen to him forever. But I kinda wish he didn't cut his hair. The Script is not bad too but only on their mellower songs.

Okay hopefully by the end of this hour I would have completed my EoM.

Got me all figured out, know the kind of things I'd do, the kind of traps I'd fall for, think you know my type. I know you've been there, seen everything, but I hope you're wrong. I really hope you're wrong.

You Make It Real

The Gentle Giant

So while all you hardworking people were, um, hard at work, I was out and about. Breathing in the nostalgia-filled aromas of the same old street 21 market. Made me kinda miss staying in an HDB estate. That was really long ago, when I was four to six years old, and living with my grandma. Nothing much has changed. The same coffee shop, fish aquarium cum hamster/rabbit pet shop, traditional chinese medicine counters with old men in singlets and their cool weighing scales. The same smell of waffles and cheap pajamas.

I couldn't resist. I slipped a one doller coin into that colourful plastic box and turned the knob. With a delightful crank, out fell into my palm, a white and blue plastic bubble which i popped open into halves. My Mr Hoppy is yellow, with blue feet and a white knob at the side. And he hopps. With double Ps.


people talk about the guy
who's waiting on a girl
there are no holes in his shoes
but a big hole in his world

there's someone i'm waiting for
if it's a day, a month, a year.

Two of you look so cute together

I think if I see you on the streets with her, I will be crushed.
I'm not crazy i'm just a little unwell.

Yes, you are very nice to look at, and really good daydream material.