Wednesday, April 30, 2008

looking for ways to escape, everyday we are looking

怎么办?原本想去垦丁的, 但是因为太远所以打消了念头。好想去垦丁!
阳光,沙滩,彭于晏。。。



旅行可以抛弃悲伤… 来过垦丁吗?
垦丁的海就像温柔的双臂...


suitcasing our hearts,
masking up in powdered colours.

we
tangle ourselves in the arms of web
plug on the earphones of music,
act along a believable plot
ebb to the rhythm of love, lust, randomness.

leaving footsteps in foreign lands and culture,
placing our existence yet casting our shadows
everyday
we escape.

the food series - Melben Crabs




Location: Melben (Ang Mo Kio)
Participants: Senior Climb Retirees
Purpose: Graduation Feast
Damage: $240+ worth of food inclusive of chilli crab, butter crab & crab bee hoon down our stomachs.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

are you happy? not just today but generally?

There's always room for happiness.

Sweetheart, bitter heart
Now I can't tell you apart
Cozy and cold
Put the horse before the cart

Those teenage hopes
Who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up
To one little lie

Oh, oh, oh
You're changing your heart
Oh, oh, oh
You know who you are

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then

....Feist - One Two Three Four

Monday, April 28, 2008

洋蔥


如果你愿意一層一層一層 的剝開我的心
你會發現 你會訝异
你是我 最壓抑 最深處的秘密

如果你愿意一層一層一層 的剝開我的心
你會鼻酸 你會流淚
只要你能听意 到我
看到我的全心全意

...阿信/楊宗緯

Sunday, April 27, 2008

守株待兔

there is a chinese idiom that defines my life.
守株待兔

Thursday, April 24, 2008

the little pleasures

collages and blog design
the only 2 things i do which MAY come close to the term 'design'
but i know for sure they do make me happy.

music: Memories by The Melody

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

i dont only forget the little things, I forget the important one too

was thinking though the conversations that have taken place recently (most of which do not deviate too far from graduation and career) and trying to organize them into words. i find myself recalling what I remember as Mr Wee's life lessons and singing to myself the favourite hymn he makes us sing.

I don't know about tomorrow;
I just live from day to day.
I don't borrow from its sunshine
For its skies may turn to grey.

I don't worry o'er the future,
For I know what Jesus said.
And today I'll walk beside Him,
For He knows what is ahead.

Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.


Sunday, April 20, 2008

humbling

what have i been up to?

what have i been up to. after my last paper at 11am, the initial plan was to loiter around till dinner time and meet F.M. my final paper, the final lap of my education (as far as i see it now).... i was left alone craving for mcdonald's hotcakes. and that didn't come true either because i then realize it was pass the breakfast time and i found myself wandering in the little streets of bugis.

i have a penchant for such streets, streets that reminds you of the old and the new, surviving together. it almost feels like i'm in an exploration, soaking up what i see and hoping i'd find something interesting, hidden away in this unflattering street.

i found and settled on this beef noodle shop which reminds me of the pho place in Vietnam ( i forgot if its in Hanoi or HCMC) just that instead of pho it was kway teow. its funny how memory works, how u remember some and forget some. like how i cannot even recall what city it was in but i recall the auntie who spoke chinese and the dog whom fi claims that it ate up a croakroach which was there and then was gone. Link: Hock Lam Beef Noodles - Purvis St (where Ms Clarity is)

and then i found myself in the library. after all those years of studying, i would have think books would be the last thing i'd touch for awhile. i didn't expect myself to end up in a library but i did. i gave up the thought of loitering as i was tired from the lack of sleep from the night before and went home with books.

and the rest of it, its history. in a literal sense really, because i spent it on The Kite Runner which was almost like going through Afgan history which made me ashamed of myself really. because all this while, i've never bothered with current affairs and to know it from fiction, riveting as it is, is merely scratching the surface. we will never know, God forbid that we ever know, how things really are like.

p/s: do let me know if you have any good reads to recommend/lend me.