Bojangles

Thu, 10 Dec 2009 23:51:53 GMT

I can't believe five years have passed. My time in Melbourne is nearly up in about a week or so. I cannot even begin to internalise the present, what more the past?

To say it is not a long time would be an understatement, because five years are substantial - yet how did time pass so quickly that I am now here? My dad was 61 when I left, and now he's 66. The gap in between befuddles me. It also makes my heart ache. The lost years.

Sacrifices aside - look how much I have grown.

More mellow, less rash, less impulsive -- before you balk, I am actually no longer that gungho 18 years old college girl. Over the years, I have also withdrawn a lot. I speak with more measure, and tend to hold internal monologue than verbalise everything I hear in my head. Good thing, of course. Grown much more tolerant and patient, although of course, this department will always have room for improvement.

I have strolled the streets of Melbourne and always remember to breathe the fresh, crisp air -- knowing that this will no longer be a daily for me.

I have pondered on a blade of grass, a dipping leaf from an overhead branch, the gravel on the pavement and so much more that even if I have to feel wistful when I miss the good ol' days of Melbourne; I know i have lived in the moment, and it is these moments which will see me through my nostalgia.

Oh, where do I begin?

The music festivals, the traveling, the backpacking, the adventures, the various experimentations, the sense of ownership in living alone in a foreign country since a teenager, and of course, the friends. My family in Melbourne. Traveling from afar and coming together at a single point in our lives, they have shaped my golden Melbourne Experience in so many ways. Who knows where we will go next as we struggle to clean up our apartments, hand over our apartment keys to annoying agents and pack up our luggages and leave on the next plane?

We will no longer be a cup of coffee away, and instead, next year, we will be walking a different road -- heavier shoulders and more tired eyes.

Today, I mourn for my youth. Losing my youth cannot simply be remedied by being young at heart. I will always be young at heart -- that's a given. But today, my Youth leaves me. Tonight, on the cusp of adulthood and all adult things, I celebrate my Youth one last time.

Maybe, there will be pictures.

King of Pop

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 09:22:27 GMT

I chose to post up this photo because I am really excited about Michael Jackson's 'This Is It' tomorrow.
I bought the tickets on the day it was released - about a month ago.
I must also bring about 3 packets of tissue paper with me tomorrow.

I am not sure whether to say Rest In Peace, or Live On. Maybe both.

Melbourne

Sun, 25 Oct 2009 09:50:47 GMT

Melbourne City

My friend, my brother.

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 17:06:17 GMT

There are days I wonder how you are faring, and there are days I envy you.

Envy that you are no longer beholden to a mortal's trivial pursuits; free from the burden that we still have to carry on our shoulders - the daily grind, material gains, dealing with human nature and so on. I think about the small things I still sweat over, and I imagine you in your solitary peace; no longer bound to mindless pursuits and petty issues, whereas I still am.

Worthy of envy.

Then I think about the sacrifices that you had to make, not ever having a family, not ever hearing your firstborn's cry into the world, and then his/her first gurgle; then giggle; then maybe - chuckle; laughter; and then talking back. And from day one since I have pushed you in answering your calling, I already knew the biggest obstacle that you had to face -- the quintessential existential struggle that laid ahead would be an extremely frightening one.

Still, somehow, somewhere, I feel a little lost, knowing that I would meet sharks and cheats in the world I live in; and you -- you don't have to.

Or maybe I just wanted to say, 'I miss you, brother'.

I wished I was in SG

Sun, 03 May 2009 03:46:10 GMT

So, I have been - somewhat - keeping up with the whole AWARE fiasco.

I am not going into the whole 'us vs. them' divide that has been drawn very clearly throughout the whole time. But I just wanted to say I am very heartened to see civil society is very much alive in Singapore. Singapore! Mind you. I am glad that despite the general apathy that most Singaporeans would like to subscribe to, a good chunk of the population took the effort to be involved.

Another thing which greatly interests me is, what does the government actually think of the whole issue? I think the AWARE saga served them a good and hard reminder -- you cannot expect to tell the average Singaporean what to do, what to think and how to think. It has also debunked the myth that Singaporeans are not prepared for homosexuality, cue to insert that we are a Confucianist society and so on.

If I am not wrong, the government have been quietly watching from the sidelines and that's a good move. Rightly so, if I may add. They were probably not expecting the type of response that the general public gave - our voices are getting louder and more valid, and it is not something they can suppress or even use payouts to buy over any longer.

It might appear a bit of a stretch to think this way, but bear in mind that Big Brother is always watching. I bet he's intently watching whatever has transpired so far. And with such events, lessons are always there to be taken away.

Now, it's best Big Brother learn how to listen.

In view of Valentines Day

Thu, 12 Feb 2009 12:20:04 GMT

ju ming art museum, taiwan

ditto

'Cos I don't wanna be the one
Only overjoyed
Yeah I don't wanna be the one
Makin all the noise
Yeah I don't wanna be the one

Thu, 05 Feb 2009 14:27:54 GMT

I hope my corneas are sufficiently thick.

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 06:26:07 GMT

Happy Chinese New Year to everyone - rich or poor, fat or thin, old or young, straight or gay, man or woman, tall or short and feel free to insert any more bipolars you can think of.

As a chinese, the new year officially begins today for me... not 1st January 2009, but 26th January.

Hello 2009, goodbye 2008.

Sun, 18 Jan 2009 17:13:01 GMT

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and

I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life

Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
Then you hand me a towel
and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down,
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me and

I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life

rhetoric

Mon, 05 Jan 2009 08:33:02 GMT

Dear girls & boys,

This is purely rhetorical and does not apply to me - I am not so stupid to let it happen. Not hard-up either.

But would you stay with someone who is cheating on you again? [1 mark]

If yes, explain. [24 marks]

x

Here's to 2009 - to humans cultivating wisdom and compassion for all living & non-living beings.

pak cik

to feel like this

Thu, 01 Jan 2009 12:51:18 GMT

A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time of war, and a time of peace.

where did 2008 go?

Thu, 01 Jan 2009 12:50:24 GMT

lobang central

blingz blingz

Another one of those funnies

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 16:20:08 GMT

Mum and I are at the lounge having breakfast, and my brother enters with extremely poofy hair (Michelle Obama would have bowed out) - he obviously just woke up not too long ago.

Bro: Dad, where's your room card?
Mum: Wah! What happened to your hair? You just flew a parachute?
Bro: Yah.

It was hilarious because his hair was so poofy that each step he took, his hair literally bounced. I can't say much because I always have terrible bed-heads when I wake up.

INKed

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 12:50:24 GMT

Hi, I am back from Taiwan.

Sleeve-pulling

I spy with my green-tinted Caucasian eyes

Make no mistake, this is Cecilia Cheung

Just My Imagination

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 12:45:01 GMT

Each day through my window, I watch him as he passes by
I say to myself, I'm so lucky he's so fly
To have a boy like him is truly a dream come true
Out of all the girlies in the world he belongs to you
But it was just my imagination
Running away with me
Tell you it was just my imagination
Running away with me
Soon we'll be married and raise a family (oh yeah)
Have a cozy little crib in the country with two children maybe three
I tell you I can visualize it all baby
It couldn't be a dream cause too real it all seems, oohh
But it was just my imagination (once again yeah)
Running away with me (running away with me)
Tell you it was just my imagination
Running away with me (away with me yeah)
Every night on my knees I pray, dear lord hear my plea yea
Don't ever let another take his love from me or I will surely die
Heavenly (heavenly) when your arms unfold me, I hear the tender upsity
But in reality, he doesn't even know me
But it was just my imagination (ohh, so fly look out my window)
Running away with me (it's running away with me baby)
Just my imagination (running away)
Running away with me (my baby, my sugar, my sweetie, look at my baby)
Just my imagination (ohh, soo fly look out my window)
Running away with me (it's running away with me)
Just my imagination (yeeaaaa)
Running away with me (my baby, my sugar, my sweetie, look at my baby)
Just my imagination (ohh, soo fly look out my window)
Running away with me (it's running away with me)
Just my imagination (yeeaaaa) ... till fade

Friendly tattooed couple

Fri, 19 Dec 2008 15:59:32 GMT

hardcore friendly, yo

wattaaa

My Sassy Girl

Fri, 19 Dec 2008 15:52:13 GMT

Remember the ten simple rules from My Sassy Girl?

1) Don't ask her to be feminine.
2) Don't let her drink more than three glasses [of alcoholic beverages], she'll beat someone.
3) On dates, drink coffee, not Coke or juice.
4) If she hits you, act like it hurts. If it hurts, act like it doesn't.
5) On your 100th day together, give her a rose during her class. She'll like it a lot.
6) Learn fencing and squash.
7) Also, be prepared to go to jail sometimes.
8) If she says she'll kill you, don't take it lightly. You'll feel better.
9) If her feet hurts, exchange shoes with her.
10) Finally, she likes to write. Encourage her.

Bathroom Mirror

Thu, 18 Dec 2008 12:42:34 GMT

azeroth's night elf

the mamasan look

Expanded tattoo

Mon, 15 Dec 2008 15:05:53 GMT

chinese name

sinked

Mon, 15 Dec 2008 03:25:00 GMT

sINK

Sun, 14 Dec 2008 10:30:01 GMT

inked

accommodating subject

Mon, 06 Oct 2003 15:26:45 GMT

Compassion

"My religion
To pray
To thank
To wish
To thank

Lit up a joss stick
Heart of the urn
Eyes shut closed
Lips shiver to a soft murmur

Lava dot, perpetual glow.
And look!
Watch the dragon smoke
Carry your wishes and dreams
Swirl up the air."