7:01 PM
I'm leaving this behind.
I won't delete the posts here because they hold too many memories.
4 years have passed too quickly.

Au Revoir.
Arrivederci.
Goodbye my friend.
Sunday, March 15, 2009

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11:03 AM
The thing about addiction is, it never ends well.
Because eventually, whatever it is that was getting us high, stops feeling good, and starts to hurt. Still, they say that you don't kick the bad habit till you hit rock bottom. But how do you know when you're there? Because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us, sometimes, letting it go hurts more.

- Grey's Anatomy.

I couldn't agree more.
Friday, March 13, 2009

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10:45 AM
The face turns towards me, mildly surprised, relatively friendly and perhaps, just maybe, set with slight anticipation? A small burst of fireworks erupts inside me; I feel the pleasant warmth of a surprise spreading throughout my body, and a slight shiver runs down my spine. Thoughts run wild like mustangs across the dusty (American) plains of my brain and I seek to dimiss them quickly. Stop it, I berate myself furiously, the efforts of feminists back in their heyday will not be proven futile by these iniquitous thoughts. Pulling myself together, a slight smile flashes briefly across my hesitant, unsure face.


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11:58 PM

Noah: If you're a bird, I'm a bird.

I melt, no, scratch that, I sublime into vapour upon hearing Gosling utter those words.

Fior sleepover was nothing short of rockin'. But, major bawling session while watching The Notebook consisted of just Joy and I bawling while the rest looked on in amusement. And because it's Joy's first time watching it, it's excusable. But it's my fourth or fifth, so what can I say? I'm just a sucker for romance films. So kill me.

Other highlights included hoodie phototaking session at night (my spiderman squat was beyond the valley of unglamness), me getting dunked by Liting and Michael Jackson inspired dancing session. Gosh, thriller dance is the love.

So, today, Joy asked me what I wanted in life. And I told her I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted. But then, I thought somemore, and I realised that maybe I wasn't so sure anymore. Nobody thinks that their life is just going to be okay, everyone thinks their life is going to be great. Something special. Well, my idea of special just got blown out of the window, so I'm back to square one. I don't think I know what I want to achieve in life after all. But somehow, that scares me less than knowing what I want to do with my life. Ironic, isn't it?

Noah: I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

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6:55 PM
It's another one of those afternoons. The kind where you seem to be enclosed in your own little bubble, immune to the passing of time, as everything else rushes past you in a blur of colours and noises. The smell of rain is heavy in the air and a waft of air carries with it the hints of a long-forgotten lullaby.

When you look around on afternoons like these, you see. You don't just look, you actually see. You look past the brick and mortar; the tendrils of your understanding creep beyond the superficiality of it all. Instead, they reach into the very core of the subject of your interest, gripping it with such clarity, precision and palpability that suddenly, the essence of its being is turned inside out; its form is revealed. Tranquility fills your mind as a blanket of serene satisfaction descends upon you, finally you see. You see.

Then, as if at the climax of a grand symphony, tunes of your long-abandoned childhood memories swirl around you. If only they were tangible, you might actually see the myriad of vibrant colours twirling like graceful ice-skaters before your very eyes. But wait, you do! In a burst of sheer vibrancy, effulgent swirls of colour shimmer before your startled self, and now facing such iridescence, you see. Yes, you see.

And as you sit there, feeling rather uncharacteristic with this newfound power in your hands, you can't help but feel an incandescent sense of joy gnawing at your insides. Because, finally, you see.
Monday, March 09, 2009

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12:04 AM
Went out with the fam fam (as R likes to say) to watch Slumdog Millionaire this afternoon. I can see why it won the Oscar for Best picture. Quite surprisingly, my eyes remained relatively dry throughout the movie, (Yes, guilty. I'm usually the person you hear in cinemas sniffling uncontrollably).

Dev Patel acted quite splendidly and as for the young "Jamal", well, he won my heart when he jumped into that big pile of human, um, waste. The most amazing thing is, all the child actors featured in the film were authentic residents of the Indian slums (unlike Dev Patel who is a British actor with a knack for faking a highly-passable Indian accent). I'm just so happy that their pay will help them achieve a higher quality of life. (I'm a good geography student, no?)

R: Scroll down to the pictures below! What's up with the candy cane?! (Bursts into loud raucous laughter)
J: Okay, hold on. I'm still trying to find it.
R: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA (continues laughing)
J: Heyyy stop it, I haven't found it yet!
R: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
J: OH. OHMYGOD. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Two-for-one value pack!
R: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Really, I love this girl, she never fails to put a smile on my face, especially when I need it most.


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11:16 AM

Stay mad as long as you can because once you're not mad anymore, it hurts. It hurts like hell and once it hurts that bad, you can't make yourself mad anymore.
Sunday, March 08, 2009

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11:25 PM
You know how parents nag at you, ask you to clear your room repeatedly, refuse to increase your allowance? Well, I can safely say that when it came to the Parents Lottery, I struck gold. They came through tonight and picked me up when I just couldn't keep going any longer. I'd been running away from it for far too long and finally, it caught up with me. I think that's what family is for. Family is what pieces you back together even after you feel like you've shattered irreparably into a million little pieces. While some shards of me might still be lying around on the floor, I daresay that at least, most of the big pieces have been gelled back together. It'll just take time.

I could never have done it without both of you. Thank you.

You'll never understand, and I mean, how could you? You have nothing left to lose, because somehow you've managed to make me lose all respect for you already.
Saturday, March 07, 2009

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1:46 PM
Founders' day was a huge success! Our first ever night event went so well; I'm incredibly proud of all those involved. Everyone did such a brilliant job. I returned home a walking zombie and hit the hay immediately after showering.

This morning, I headed down to school for phototaking for the Raffles' prospectus. It was really fun for the most part. Quite sadly, my modelling talent = nada, zilch, zero. So much for Tyra Bank's Fieeeerceeee (think ANTM). Hahaha. Yan Han came down for the photo taking, as well as some of the RI PB exco members, I enjoyed talking to them (:

After which, cheekz and I managed to get our Macs brekkie @ orchard. And we had a very interesting conversation about the day's events, so I'm a happy girl right now. Founders' day for alumni tonight! Can't waittttt.


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8:47 PM
I've never felt quite so helpless or happy in a long time. Honestly, I'm more thrilled than anything. I've been trying to detect this potent source of effulgent happiness (okay, I exaggerate) that has been seeping insidiously into my daily life - and I think I may know what it is (:
Thursday, March 05, 2009

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