I am foolish.

Hello new troubles.

With you, is where I want to be.

I had a great weekend filled with nice smiles screams laughter and banter, everywhere smelled of rain and sleepiness. Elaboration comes with patience, the workload is immense!

<3

You have this amazing talent of driving me to the brink of madness and reducing me to angry tears.

The haze is heavy in the air, and it is really fun to spew mindless speculations; think massive fumigation and a burning university campus. I observe how this haze has divided Singapore into camps; to lament, to see its humour, or dismiss it altogether. In any case, it is a topic of great influence this week; even my face has been described as hazy: is that not disturbing? So are my thoughts, viscous and pervasive, darkened by the smoke in my lungs and head, dirt plastered against my skin.

Everyone came for him

More treats.






© The Estate of Guy Bourdin

I amaze myself, how I weave pictures and words together seamlessly.

Sunday was glorious!
Which makes Monday ridiculously busy.
Goodnight world.

Ink runs from the corners of my mouth
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.
;Mark Strand

Off for a dip in the pool!

Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air; Ralph Waldo Emerson

No less than 3 hours messing with HTML.

Is this better than the previous interface?

I just want big splashes of picture color across a infinite white canvas, why so difficult? stop designing fancy skins and give me my endless whites, i am desperate, my bird flew away from the screen and never came back.

i salute anyone who understands my mind.

Just because I wrote in Chinese, doesn't make me emo in anyway! ( i received concerned messages ). Has got to be the dullness of my choice of chinese vocabulary; once my teacher called my mother thinking i had family issues because of a chinese essay I submitted...

In any case, that was more of a reflection than anything else. No sadness or negative emotions involved. ;)

突然有股冲动，很想用华文写笔记。 从来没有尝试过， 感觉蛮奇怪，却有新鲜感。

小时候曾经疯狂的读过冰心和三毛的小说，就一直觉得华文可以写得好有感觉，独有的风味，也和英文有巨大的分别。语言便是如此，都有各自的精髓， 即使描绘一样的情景，也有不一样的表达方式。就是这个原因，我非常抗拒看被翻译的港剧。 太多的意义在翻译的过程遗失了， 真无趣。

最近，心情平静多了。分手，又不是第一次，但是痛得很真，很实在。过程似乎无限制的重复，我觉的自己被锁死在个小框框里面，捆住了。脑筋也不休思， 因为看不见你，只好不断的想你，想到快发疯了。太多太多的问题困扰着我，没有答案，入枕难眠，不知不觉就天亮了。“难到美好的回忆，你忘了吗？你。。。忘得了吗？心里面，可以容纳另外一个人吗？我们再尝试一次，那该有多好。 过去的不足，让我现在逆补。” 脑海里是一直这么念着的。心里面，只有无奈。

慢慢的，开始为自己的幸福负责任，再也不依靠你，也不再渴望得到你的爱。生命里，仍然有值得珍惜的人和事物， 也不能为了你而停顿下来。偶尔陪你看看电影，逛逛街，喝咖啡聊天叙旧，不也是一种幸福吗？ 为了遗失的爱情而放弃了之间的默契，太不值得。爱情虽短暂，友谊却是永恒！旧情人拥有的独特感动，也唯独我和你，就让我们珍惜着吧！：）

I am curled up in bed with the macbook, half worrying about radiation and cervical cancer. On the other hand I wouldn't really like to believe this so called fact because nocebo effects are self fulfilling.

The weekend was brilliant. On Saturday Marcus, Jiahao and I spent a good one hour at Decoders Cafe, picking rental games fit for a party group. We carried home Quelf and Cahoots, then lugged the keyboard, stand and guitar over to Marcus's place. Everyone sat in an imperfect circle and played games, with late guests filtering in ever so often. By 2 in the morning, the crowd had dispersed; Marcus, Nicholas, Darren and I decided to hang around till the morning train. Between the 3 of us we shared 14 cans of jumbo sized beers while Darren had replacement fishballs. i was impressed by Nicholas's guitar and piano, even though I could have sworn he was asleep. He has awkward fingers that turn into magic, flying across strings and notes. At the peak of the night everyone turned ridiculously giggly and curled into random fits of laughter, bodies spread across the marble floor and melon yellow sofa. At 7 am, the mother woke up and looked at us, and everyone was immediately cured, sane but red. I had my 2 minute walk home with Marcus always halfstep quicker, guitar knocking everywhere.

At home, I never stopped sleeping.

But I did. At 5pm I got up and washed, outlined my eyes with a dark pencil and rubbed my lips nude, and met Jason for Yoshinoya, bubble tea, and a Donnie Yen film. It was actually pretty funny; Donnie Yen in a superhero suit, butt-naked, making Bruce Lee yells, seriously? The action choreography was a let down though; the effects were an overkill. But then again, it was funny, it had lovely Shu Qi, and Donnie stripped. Wouldn't ask for more ;). When we were done with the film, we headed for the favourite Cinnamon Melts and shared a Caramel Machiatto.. I have a thing for caramel recently. A sweet 70 year old lady spent half an hour telling us stories, and I lowered my head listening for inconsistencies while Jason earnestly conversed, encouraging. When she left, we wondered what I shall be like when I turn old. Heh. The night ended with me giggling at a old video, and I was thankful we made the transition to old-loverfriends. If that sounds confusing it is not, not to me at least because I coined it, but in any case it is just really comforting to be able to enjoy friendship when the feelings have dissipated.

Sleepy therefore shall sleep, night world. <3

For some reason whenever I step into the pool it seems to be a cue for the thunder to sound.

"Carpe diem. Seize the day, make your lives extraordinary!"

And i deserve that don't you think? :) Everyone deserves that. Graduaction occurs in 2 months and I need time to myself, which is pretty exciting really:) Schoolwork has been intense no doubt but not unenjoyable so I wouldn't complain. Who laments during her final semester!