here comes the sun

precious

2009-12-23T01:48:00.001+08:00

so much in so little

2009-11-18T21:27:00.003+08:00

The Box Man knows that loneliness chosen loses its sting and claims no victims. He declares what we all know in the secret passages of our own nights, that although we long for perfect harmony, communion, and blending with another soul, this is a solo voyage.

The first half of our lives is spent stubbornly denying it. As children we acquire language to make our selves understood and soon learn from the blank stares in response to our babblings that even these, our saviors, our parents, are strangers. In adolescence when we replay earlier dramas with peers in the place of parents, we begin the quest for the best friend, that person who will receive all thoughts as if they were her own. Later we assert that true love will find the way. True love finds many ways, but no escape from exile. The shores are littered with us, Annas and Ophelias, Emmas, and Juliets, all outcasts from the dream of perfect understanding. We might as well draw the night around us and find solace there and a friend in our own voice.

One could do worse than be a collector of boxes.

- "The Box Man", Barbara Lazear Ascher

wear me out

2009-11-17T21:39:00.004+08:00

'ts been four months with a couple of previous lack luster posts. i still have no idea what i'm doing but woe and behold i got a 4.0 and my concentration is still fleeting. so i'm into my fourth term where this routine is key: college, lectures, assignments, due dates. everything else is just so obscure. i can barely tell the days of the week anymore.

sometimes i feel like i take so much for granted. and then i don't.

the king

2009-07-08T21:24:00.002+08:00

this is total bullshit.

people have no heart or respect. disgusting.

http://thesuperficial.com/2009/07/michael_jackson.php

hard day's night

2009-06-19T01:35:00.001+08:00

gone like yesterday
high like heaven
strong like music
slow like honey

- fiona apple

'crafty'

2009-05-17T00:59:00.002+08:00

someone stab me. right there in the jugular.

goddamn fever is giving me such an awful headache, i'm better off pounding my head in with a sledgehammer. i'm 17. i feel 70.

oh friends, i can drive now. legally. the test went well. the officer was nice. too nice. it pissed me off. the bugger had his hand on the handbrakes the entire time. asshole.

i should go easy on the refined sugars and carbohydrates. shit.
---
may: so is dinner on the house?

drey: no no! its in the restaurant!

lather rinse repeat

2009-04-29T19:54:00.005+08:00

loved the rat pack week! though i prefer muse's rendition of feeling good compared to adam's. mm, matt belamy.

~~thesis~~. ~~assignments~~. i want sleep! damnit.
which i didn't get much of the past week. or ever. i'm so out of it everyday. i woke up monday morning thinking it was wednesday. which is today! fml.

so i watched the unborn with kristy a few nights back and it sucked. no, gary oldman didn't make it any bettah. oh irony of ironies - the mirrors, the exorcism crap, the freaky kid. don't. watch.

i'm poppin chocolate cupcakes like pills. time to study up a storm!

helter skelter

2009-04-22T20:23:00.004+08:00

right, earrrth day. go plant a tree!

no go plant a tree at louise's house. she'll like that cause its her birthday today! WOO.

today is not cool. heck i thought i lost my damn purse cause i have this tendency to putting it everywhere but where its supposed to be = ~~bag~~. second, i spent all night typing out my thesis outline only to leave it on the printing tray. omagad i think the weather is screwing with my brain.

hello!

world war II, anyone?

all nonsense

2009-04-19T22:53:00.007+08:00

oh thank god they saved matt last week. and i'm sick of the bangs i'm sportin. oh grow out quick!

nothing kills the buzz of a good week like a cold. christ i'm finding more bumps and bruises all over but i don't know where i got them from.

well, syaira turned 18 this week! epic house party with 10 minute fireworks, hot crowds and rock band. i don't have blog-worthy photos cause my camera is all retarded. note to self: get new camera

here's a couple i managed to salvage (and some shameless name dropping throughout) :

kickass view on the hanging deck.

with liz, deanna, elia.

i'll update more on the party in an independent post cause the photos are just too awful. so i went to my first get together with the college mates for some good ol' bbq at jude's.

ellis and drey at the piazza. and zairin of course!

audrey aurora. sounds like some stage name don't it? but yeah, that's her name. cool right? :D oh also, these are drey's photos from her canon ixus. omagad compare with the previous ones - no competition. i want a canon. or a nikon. :(

we had smoked lamb and chicken enough to feed a small country & rounds of chor tai ti. super laid back.

that's jude and wai ling (i think that's how you spell it; sorry!). omagad this girl, don't be fooled. she's all sweet and angelic but she will whoop your ass at cards. no joke.

that's me - all happy. :D

mucho fun. ellis got me hooked on metric's help i'm alive - here.

shake your bacon

2009-04-13T19:48:00.004+08:00

so i'm a fussy uptight cow. i deal.

sunday lunch at backofen, hartamas. the chocolate cake we had was freakin ambrosia! yum. walked around, got wet again(damn rain) but i did manage to get a pair of 4.5 inch killer heels. beware ugly little kitten heels. and crocs! omagad how vile are those things.

no offense to you croc-lovers and kitten heel girls, of course.

here have a sandwich.

dinner last night was entertaining and mortifying at the same time. i don't think i've ever heard the word 'imperial' repeated in one conversation that much. EVER. hahaha!

word of the day: portobello mushrooms!

never trust a ho

2009-04-12T14:55:00.003+08:00

you know what i hate?

i hate people who can't lie for shit. seriously if you wanna lie so bad, at least have the decency to do it right. i mean really. its just fuckin embarrassing for you and fuckin frustrating for the other party if they find out. so damn it lie with a sense of propriety.

okay that's off my chest.

i went out with amanda yesterday. let's just say we ran around kl, got crazy wet(at least i did) and our shoes paid for it. :(

oh hey shaun made me listen to this. 'do the helen keller, and talk with your hips'. haha!

quit your bed eyes

2009-04-10T00:56:00.001+08:00

fuckin kismet. i refuse to be bound!
yes i know i cuss a lot.

realities aren't for dreamers, they say. but we all deserve a vacation some time. sigh. i'm so over my head.

okay go deflower the damn chatbox.

definition of definition

2009-04-09T23:02:00.000+08:00

hello earth. i've come back down.

*this post is absolutely inane. blame the hour. and mid terms. and my thesis.

ain't she precious? hahaha.

i like to think that i would be an ethan if i was a boy. or elliot.

use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle!

let's go, eskimo

2009-04-04T21:16:00.004+08:00

louise is back for the weekend so coffee and lunch on amanda. at pavilion, you are bound to run into someone. i bumped into so many people it was crazy.

tarzan + jane.

hey kuanyee! short hair looks good!

oh, satya told me about the party she was hosting. a masquerade party. pretty damn sweet cause they're throwing it at heritage mansion this year. more deets here.

she's only coming back for good in may. :(

so i watched the cake eaters and knowing this week. i liked TCE cause its just plain awesome in the sense that nothing drastic or dramatic hits you - it just unfolds as the story progresses. simple storyline with amplifying emotions.

eh knowing not so much. first, i didn't like that 3/4 through it, they decided to go 'hey, lets just make this an alien movie'. second, i was flanked by two couples with the girlfriends on either side. third, omagad they were squeaking and squealing at the most predictable scenes. shit.

might be doing my toefl in july. heck i'm still so damn scattered.

rest your guns

2009-04-03T20:35:00.003+08:00

hoosha! it feels like christmas in april. :D

immense work load this week. so many godamn papers to write and a freakin brochure? bah.
will update more soon loves.

word of the day: wallybollocks

cynical optimist

2009-03-31T22:21:00.002+08:00

i'm tired. drifting-through-the-motions tired. and oddly, jetlagged happy. i don't know why.

so i have this thing where i can't do small talk. its like i'm not privy to the whole conversation thing because i almost always have nothing to say. not that i resent it but sometimes i chastise myself for not conversing more. see i get pumped and say everything i need in 3 minutes and then just fuckin switch off. everything else i say after that is just bloody frivolous.
blah.

april's fool?

not this year bishes! :o

hey sunday

2009-03-29T17:12:00.005+08:00

back from the hairdresser's. chopped my front and its so daisy lowe now.

actually i'm often very apprehensive about getting haircuts cause they almost always turn out shitty and i'll just sulk for the rest of the whole damn day. or week. but its all good today. and why does my hair look shinier blown by the hairdresser's? and smell better? bah.

okay so i have an assignment due tomorrow and the printer conveniently decides to go whack now. better timing please. stupid thing is printing my draft in blue ink wtf. so regretting that i sold the printer i got from cheer comp last year. :(

eh no. its fixed now! today is a good day cause my hair is behaving and i had homemade apple pie for lunch. :D
ps, my assignment is about dissing portland's transportation system. ahaha!

so how was everyone's earth hour?

dirty dirty rich

2009-03-27T19:38:00.002+08:00

well, hey. here again. new look ey.

i haven't been updating a lot on the previous blog so i thought i'd just start fresh here. not like there's anything much to say but i promise to update on a more regular basis! gatta get my shite togetha. everything seems like such a huge out of the way chore cause i keep putting them off.

right so, i'm missing louise (who's on a special diet plan courtesy of NS cause quote - 'the food is barely edible or digestible') and kuan yee (bugger never replies my IMs - why so busy!) and our pointless get togethers. brownie bake nights oh i miss.

oh! i had my second driving lesson today. omagad. 'power steering?' is all i'm ganna say. damn side parking had me ensue an epic battle with the bloody steering wheel wtf. and my instructor, the ever gentleman, unsuccessfully tried to hide his amusement by sipping on his damn water bottle every 2 seconds. heck.

beautiful dirty rich by lady gaga is an awesome tune. go listen.

new

2009-03-26T22:40:00.000+08:00

whut?