It's such a dreadful thing to wake up at seven for school every morning from monday to saturday. My attendance is definitely getting worse as compared to all the previous sems. I've been telling myself it's the final sem and I just need to persevere on for another few more weeks to bid goodbye to studies for seven months or so but motivation just doesn't want to kick in. How... I really dislike this last phase ):
Monday, October 31, 2011
Love is a pot brownie
Love is a pot brownie ‘cause the prospect of it excites you. It’s hard to find and it’s been so long since you tasted it last. All this time, you’ve been getting by on quick fixes – the one night stands and the spliffs. And they’re good for temporary relief but don’t you want the real thing, now? The thing that lasts for hours, the thing that lasts for years. When the prospect of it comes up, you’re equal parts nervous and hopeful; nervous ‘cause it’s the closest to comatose you’ve ever come but hopeful ‘cause you want it to work this time. Will it work this time?
Love is a pot brownie. To create it takes elbow grease and patience and if you keep too close a watch over it, time will feel infinite in all the wrong ways. You have to walk away, get some air, let it breathe. You have to stir it occasionally, gently or violently but never let it sit idle or the thing will settle, it will burn.
Love is a pot brownie. It takes you to another place, one where the music swells just right and the time doesn’t pass. It takes you to eight hours later, when you’re waking up clouded and wondering how and where and why. You’ll hear words no one has spoken and you’ll think thoughts you never knew you were capable of. You will feel like a piece of artwork or a piece of work-work, like something only a discerning eye could make sense of. You will be more right than you know.
Love is a pot brownie ‘cause it can leave a bad taste in your mouth. Sometimes it’s gritty, punishing, hard to swallow. Sometimes, it plain doesn’t work, even after you’ve done your best, followed all of the rules. It’s disappointing, when that happens. But other times, it’s tender and falls apart in your mouth; sometimes it works like magic. It may have been all wrong before, but this time it suits your taste buds, your senses approve. You will always be taken aback by how good it can be. You have a few bad experiences and it’s easy to forget how good it can be.
Love is a pot brownie. It’s a recipe you want to perfect. Friends and strangers will give you their hand-me-downs, their words of wisdom and their handwritten notes. This is what works, they’ll say, and you’ll say no, this is what works for you. You’ll try one recipe after another, and when you become frustrated enough you’ll trade rules for risk, you’ll eyeball it because you’re convinced it’s the only way to find the winning combination, the perfect blend. After some trial and error, you’ll taste the batter; you’ll taste his mouth and know that every ingredient is balanced, every note is on key. When you find the perfect recipe you’ll memorize it by heart ‘cause you’ve never been so high, high, high.
- Stephanie Georgopulos
Love is a pot brownie. To create it takes elbow grease and patience and if you keep too close a watch over it, time will feel infinite in all the wrong ways. You have to walk away, get some air, let it breathe. You have to stir it occasionally, gently or violently but never let it sit idle or the thing will settle, it will burn.
Love is a pot brownie. It takes you to another place, one where the music swells just right and the time doesn’t pass. It takes you to eight hours later, when you’re waking up clouded and wondering how and where and why. You’ll hear words no one has spoken and you’ll think thoughts you never knew you were capable of. You will feel like a piece of artwork or a piece of work-work, like something only a discerning eye could make sense of. You will be more right than you know.
Love is a pot brownie ‘cause it can leave a bad taste in your mouth. Sometimes it’s gritty, punishing, hard to swallow. Sometimes, it plain doesn’t work, even after you’ve done your best, followed all of the rules. It’s disappointing, when that happens. But other times, it’s tender and falls apart in your mouth; sometimes it works like magic. It may have been all wrong before, but this time it suits your taste buds, your senses approve. You will always be taken aback by how good it can be. You have a few bad experiences and it’s easy to forget how good it can be.
Love is a pot brownie. It’s a recipe you want to perfect. Friends and strangers will give you their hand-me-downs, their words of wisdom and their handwritten notes. This is what works, they’ll say, and you’ll say no, this is what works for you. You’ll try one recipe after another, and when you become frustrated enough you’ll trade rules for risk, you’ll eyeball it because you’re convinced it’s the only way to find the winning combination, the perfect blend. After some trial and error, you’ll taste the batter; you’ll taste his mouth and know that every ingredient is balanced, every note is on key. When you find the perfect recipe you’ll memorize it by heart ‘cause you’ve never been so high, high, high.
- Stephanie Georgopulos
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Mini batam getaway
Pictures do speak louder than words at times.
Look at how tired we were with only minimum hours of sleep.
Mosquitoes do love my blood alot.
Baby sharks and they are really huge!!
At batam's miniature park!
Managed to capture at my first shot!
And I had to jump alot of times until mel could capture this.
She loves giving this kinda faces, preparing for halloween.
Bistro godiva for tea time after shopping!
Check out mel's aunty style loots. She bought softener, wet tissues, alot of toothbrushes and alot of yam yam biscuits. Alot is really alottttttt.
Batam is kinda boring actually, I wouldn't wanna go there again. And yes, self-proclaimed holiday tomorrow so I shall catch up on new my fair princess now! Till then xoxo.
Look at how tired we were with only minimum hours of sleep.
Mosquitoes do love my blood alot.
Baby sharks and they are really huge!!
At batam's miniature park!
Managed to capture at my first shot!
And I had to jump alot of times until mel could capture this.
She loves giving this kinda faces, preparing for halloween.
Bistro godiva for tea time after shopping!
Check out mel's aunty style loots. She bought softener, wet tissues, alot of toothbrushes and alot of yam yam biscuits. Alot is really alottttttt.
Batam is kinda boring actually, I wouldn't wanna go there again. And yes, self-proclaimed holiday tomorrow so I shall catch up on new my fair princess now! Till then xoxo.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Pretty little things
Only if there's winter in singapore, I could buy all these beautiful knitwears, mittens, beanies, trench coats and etc!
Monday, October 24, 2011
Sunday happiness, monday blues
Impromptu dinner/supper at JB last night with mel, victor and gerard! Had baby kailan, cereal prawns, deer meat (for them, not me) and of course savouring black pepper + egg yolk crabs! I almost died eating the black pepper as it was damn spicy and ended up ordering another egg yolk crab.
Victor then drove us around JB to find dessert but we know it's impossible because it's almost at wee hours so we ended up at a petrol kiosk to buy some snacks and ice-cream before heading to have the car washed. And while waiting for the car to be washed, we ate again. Lok lok this time, a road side finger food stall, something like BBQ food? I didn't want to eat at first but it smells so good that I tried and couldn't stop eating!
Looking forward to another JB trip again and not forgetting to mention that I'm going to guangzhou and hong kong with them during beginning of jan! My dear mom allowed me to go, love her to bits! <3
Friday, October 21, 2011
Back to where I used to be
Made a trip back to SP to have lunch with lilin and the guys as well as to meet up with some of my girlfriends :> Apparently, I still managed to see quite a number of familiar faces despite only knowing the year 3s and not much of the juniors.
Eunice, my ice-cream buddy and I miss her so much!
I've no idea why lilin kept laughing at this picture hmm.
It wasn't meant to be focusing on the sticky but er-hem winks (;
Failed and super-exposed pin hole effect with reina.
To sum up, I'm still feeling glad that I've seen jasper (my gemini bro, inside story/joke)! And as always, I'd usually have stories to share but he was blown out by the fact that I didn't have any this time round. Well, just wait for that special day - only a minority get what I mean.
That's about it, stay stuned! (:
Eunice, my ice-cream buddy and I miss her so much!
I've no idea why lilin kept laughing at this picture hmm.
It wasn't meant to be focusing on the sticky but er-hem winks (;
Failed and super-exposed pin hole effect with reina.
To sum up, I'm still feeling glad that I've seen jasper (my gemini bro, inside story/joke)! And as always, I'd usually have stories to share but he was blown out by the fact that I didn't have any this time round. Well, just wait for that special day - only a minority get what I mean.
That's about it, stay stuned! (:
Thursday, October 20, 2011
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H&M has been cutting the hours of the part-timers thus I'm working lesser sigh ): I don't know if I should be feeling glad or sad, glad - more time to rest and study but sad - I'm supporting myself and with this kinda working hours, I'm definitely not gonna earn much.
I need another second job.
I need another second job.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Lately I've been wishing
It's only the third week of the last school semester and my motivation of studying has already died off. Sometimes I really wish fictional stories do come true (yeah right, what a wishful thinking). This is what happened when I insanely completed three drama series within a week and that was a total of 120 episodes!
Wish me all the best to complete eight projects within the next two weeks. Till then goodnight all!
Wish me all the best to complete eight projects within the next two weeks. Till then goodnight all!
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Old good memories
These memories flashed into my mind this noon while I was thinking about traveling. Indeed it was one of the most unforgettable moments during the secondary school days - overseas learning trip '06 to yunnan.
After reading miss ang's blog, I could remember vividly how we spent a week over there, traveling from kunming to diqing to shangri-la to lijiang to kunming and finally back to singapore, spending my very first winter experience with thirty-two students and six teachers, having to wear layers after layers of clothes which made all of us look like big round balls, trying to get use to the spicy and oily food there which was a torturous thing for me as I couldn't take any kind of spicy food, getting to teach english to the students of a rather rural school at shangri-la, visiting lots of the places of interests in yunnan - lijing old town, tiger leaping gorge, jade dragon snow mountain, etc etc.
After reading miss ang's blog, I could remember vividly how we spent a week over there, traveling from kunming to diqing to shangri-la to lijiang to kunming and finally back to singapore, spending my very first winter experience with thirty-two students and six teachers, having to wear layers after layers of clothes which made all of us look like big round balls, trying to get use to the spicy and oily food there which was a torturous thing for me as I couldn't take any kind of spicy food, getting to teach english to the students of a rather rural school at shangri-la, visiting lots of the places of interests in yunnan - lijing old town, tiger leaping gorge, jade dragon snow mountain, etc etc.
Five years had just passed in a blink of an eye, these are the memories that will keep our hearts warm for a lifetime (:
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
The last time you fall in love with someone
The last time you fall in love with someone, you won't know it will be the last. Or maybe you will. People often say things like, 'I knew this was the person I was going to spend the rest of my life with!' but do they really?
The last time you fall in love with someone might also be the first. It's rare but it happens.
The last time you fall in love with someone could happen when you're 17 or 29 or 37 or 80 years old. You never know who you're going to meet, fall in love with, fall out of love with, and ultimately die with. It's something we will never know until the day we pass away, which is strange to think about. We have this image of the last person we love being that someone we marry and getting old and gray with them. But since we have no control over when we die, it could be whoever.
The last time you fall in love with someone might also be the first. It's rare but it happens.
The last time you fall in love with someone could happen when you're 17 or 29 or 37 or 80 years old. You never know who you're going to meet, fall in love with, fall out of love with, and ultimately die with. It's something we will never know until the day we pass away, which is strange to think about. We have this image of the last person we love being that someone we marry and getting old and gray with them. But since we have no control over when we die, it could be whoever.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
The light
In the morning it comes
Heaven sent a hurricane
Not a trace of the sun
But I don't even run from the rain
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