February 2012
5 posts
The Valentine's Box
Although I’m itching to know the content of the black box that is quaintly tied with a green ribbon, I resolve to be patient and wait for the 14th to uncover it.
Sucks to be me to be working on the V-Day. And the cherry to top the icing on the cake? I have school after work. Which reminds me of deadlines.
Ahh, ELG103’s deadline falls on Evanescence’s Concert. How very. Apt. Yes...
Ulcers are no fun.
Just so you know, if there is something I do not know, I will know of it eventually.
Recovering from my Wisdom Tooth Extraction with multiple ulcers in my mouth. My wound is most probably infected due to the bits of food in my mouth. Hurts like a bitch, it really does. I wouldn’t wish a wisdom tooth on anyone.
Anyway, I was insanely touched when my best friend texted me to ask about my...
Wisdom tooth extraction.
Right now, the throb is coming on again as my last dosage of panadol phased out of my system. I have never liked visiting the dentist. In fact, I remember asking my dad to opt me out of the dental programme back in primary school because everytime they schedule me for a visit, the dentist will scare the shit out of me with all the decay. And the drills, oh god the drills, they drive me into a...
January 2012
3 posts
Hit the books!
How could I ever have forgotten that I am naturally one to procrastinate? It’s annoying. I have yet to read anything and the more I tell myself this, the more I don’t do anything about it. I can only hope that I won’t sleep in class because I am capable of sleeping even in a half an hour insurance briefing at work yesterday. Nonetheless, I am up early and trying to think of what...
One, Eight, Two.
When you arrive at the doorstep at midnight, with plugs in your ears, at the gate, your tired face lit up and your lips curved into the most saccharine smile, I know, that you’re in love with me.
When you painstakingly dice the garlic, chopped some chillies, mixing the pasta and your forehead drips with perspiration from the heat while still managing a smile for my shutter, I know, that...
December 2011
2 posts
A one track mind like me.
Societal obligation or Self-imposed? When it comes to all the big decisions in life, in this instance; marriage, one cannot help but ponder..hmm anyway,
I attended DND last night at Watercross, Beach Culture. It was not as good as the last. Most of the people I let my hair down with has left the company. Nonetheless, I’m grateful to have made new friends. Ha ha. Theme of the night was...
November 2011
3 posts
Zero Intelligence.
To set the record straight, one with absolutely no intelligence should not even speak of intelligence. Especially for you, it should be made downright illegal for you to even mention the word intelligence, even in varying forms such as “brains”. No, you have none and you never will have one.
And to even think that the world revolves around you? Why, you’re so full of yourself...
Of Love and Loss.
Of all my years being a teenager, pre-university days were the most gratifying out of all. An ex-schoolmate posted a picture of my dance troupe and I was once again flooded with so many fond memories! Truth to be told, I miss every inch of it. Even the “not-so-good” parts about it don’t seem too bad after all.
Okay, that chunk of a paragraph is a complete side-track from what I...
October 2011
5 posts
Congratulations, Wan!
Wan just got his KR motorcycle today and boy was he elated to come (ride) around to visit me at my place. Really, really happy for you, brother!
Scary how my kids are growing up so fast. National service, motorbikes, girls, N’levels, PSLE.. what else? Ha ha ha, I’m just glad they are growing up to be fine young men.
My only hope is for them to always be kind, learn from their...
The Typical Third Week.
I don’t know if all the other girls out there have this syndrome but I experience a chronic case of it, yes I’m talking about the Typical Third Week Syndrome. When you log on to the internet, browse dresses and buy all of them even though you’re only at the “Third Week” of the month.
So what drives us, girls with racing hearts, to whip out our plastic cards in...
September 2011
12 posts
Dreams are for those who fight for them.
I accepted the provisional offer from SIM University today.
A lot of thought went into making this decision. Initially, I felt like I wasn’t ready for such a huge leap of faith but I’m not going to stall it any further. 5 years down the road, I’d rather know that I tried rather than live in my own regret. It’s the worst way to live.
Before this entry was penned down, I...
You are one of them too.
You are, you are. You cannot deal with my sexuality so this morning I learnt. Then you decided you will completely remove every trace of me in your life. But you forgot all that we could be. We were best friends. And I was your homegirl. So long and all the best in life.
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“I have insecurities, of course, but I don’t hang out with anyone who points them...”
– Adele (via raindropsonredroses)
“People can be more forgiving than you can imagine. But you have to forgive...”
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“Love is why I came here in the first place.”
– John Denver (via imfantasyparade)
Caught the festive cold.
I’ve been stuck with the cold since last Friday and it bothers me that I am still not able to smell/taste my food properly. It is a tad depressing to be honest. Nothing interesting has happened. A whole lot of worrying about what the future will bring.
I am inclined to write about future plans but writing about it usually jinx it (and I’m not the sort who would like to appear like...
August 2011
3 posts
“Every once in a while people step up, they rise above themselves. Sometimes they...”
– One Tree Hill (via raindropsonredroses)
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Saturday Nights With You.
Walked out of the office building today, to be greeted by KS, standing inconspicuously by the bushes, clad in her Ben Sherman shirt much to my surprise. It is little things like this that gets me every time. I mean, how not to? Made our way to PS, to window-shopped while waiting for break fast to commence. Had dinner at Carl’s Jr. Bought a few things at the supermarket, got myself a dress...
July 2011
2 posts
Revival!
Briefly skimmed through my entries here and boy, do I have much to say about so many things back then! Now life seems like this serious, winding road that I can’t get out of. Actually I’m not being fair. Life has not been very kind but my inner strength has kept my sustenance. Hence I’ll be back, to pen down the little bits and pieces of my life (with pictures)! Revamp, revamp.
Attention Seeking Syndrome.
Largely prevalent amongst try-hards. There are so many ways to grab positive attention. By humiliating and exposing names? Seriously? That falls under Defamation. So obviously Education hasn’t rendered any help to your puny-sized brain. Neither have your age come with wisdom. You are still stuck in your all-girls school mentality. One word of advice: Grow up. Childish antics are growing old.
June 2011
3 posts
Playlist: Broken-Hearted Girl, Beyonce
Saw this YouTube video of Beyonce’s Broken-Hearted Girl and I’m immediately taken by it. I’ve this perpetual habit of sourcing for the lyrics to a song and then I did. How come life has this knack of matching songs with the present state of your emotional quo? Not fair.
Seeing that the song speaks of how I feel right now. There’s no need for alot of words. Just that...
Goals and Focus.
I used to keep journals(more like a teen angst-infested notebook,ha ha) when I was in school. So, I’m the sort who procrastinate and side-track until the panic buttons are activated.. then I will scribble in my journal the list of things to do so that I’d feel more in control, that things are not too bad after all and more importantly, I still have time(!!!).
I should do that, it...
May 2011
2 posts
To give and to receive.
”After awhile it gets old, to give something and get nothing in return.”
Mulling over random nothings on Sunday afternoon, I came upon this quote on my dashboard. And the more I stared at it, the more I could stencil it perfectly into my own life. The rule of the thumb is to give something and don’t expect anything in return. That way, we don’t feel bitter, we don’t...
April 2011
19 posts
Intermittence.
My hands may bleed, my face may sting but my heart will never mend.
Honeycomb suckling.
Why do you act in oblivion when you are in complete consciousness. There’s the benefit and the loss in this clause. And you are killing my bees, honey.
Slicing slates in vain.
It doesn’t have to hurt, it doesn’t have to hurt. Nobody belongs to anybody. You choose where you want to go, you can choose not to accede to my demands. I will eventually let loose, loosen up, take it in. Eleven don’t speak of nothing. You can slice the pulsating matter, you mess with my brain. Even the best of blades turn blunt and even the best of hearts will run.
This is, Blonde Ambitions.
Spaces are created for multifarious reasons. For most, it is the need for expression. Through pictures, through quotes and through videos. No matter how crowded the room is, you will at one point or another feel alone and isolated. So maybe your space could be for those times when you can turn to no one. Then, you won’t feel too bad after all.
That said, Blonde Ambitions has the similar...
Good morning, wherever you are.
I could only be dreaming.
“That’s the problem with us. We’re both stubborn asses and always want to get our...”
– The Notebook