time bomb

tick tick tick tick tick tick tick.


it is incessant. it is certain. it leads to something explosive.

It's time for the red to come out again

chinese new year.

from a massive kyuem reunion, to a city uni dinner in my kitchen. 'twas a good start to a new year. hope all the yee sang tossing works its magic and brings prosperity and luck through our doors.

tomorrow, uni starts its craziness again. i can't say i'm not looking forward to it, just not the waking up in the mornings.

Drunken Art

drawn like a foot rug at the doorway of my floor mate's room. the poor cleaners had to scrub real hard.

Unleashed

After a month of obediently nerd-ing up, exams finally came to a sweet, sweet end. yesterday i woke up with a heavy head accompanied by a queasy stomach after all the partying, and today i wake up to bouts of diarhorrea from last nights' binging. oh well...the food was good, what more can i say.

a pretty pink consumable handbag for johan's 21st. yes even the lipstick and nail polish were yummy.

our guest allll the way from dublin!!
getting in touch with the feminine side. it's never too late, even at 21.

glass half full.

i was told that life will always resemble the rise and fall of a trigonometric graph function. sinus, cosine, whichever. the climb is exciting as it builds to a peak, and climaxes. but there is always only one way from there. Down. the drop, is scary, depressing and even devastating at times. but hey, look on the bright side. there's only so low you can go. the dynamics, the constant change, that is exhilarating.

calmness has descended upon me. it's about time.

unforgiving it was

today, i had a brush with brutality. flipping the exam paper open, i realised no amount of preparation would have ever been enough. tomorrow might be a better day. i cannot imagine worse.

somethings do change

i suddenly realised that the air of indifference has finally lifted, leaving me raw and exposed.

it's not all about numbers

pahh..maths was a bitch and i'm glad it's out of the way. random formulas are no longer clogging up my thought process creating chaos in this head of mine. on the brighter side, i have my flight ticket to head home for the summer sitting in my inbox. i'm also looking into a short rendezvous down under sometime then. maybe melbourne, canberra, adelaide? hmmm...or just adelaide. it's lovely when time is so dispensable and options are plentiful. *bliss*

white flag

my fervent desires are dynamic. today it's ice-cream, tomorrow it's home and nasi lemak. then it's a game of futsal or squash, a trip to bali, non-stop looping of hopeless love songs, it is a stream of never ending wants. sometimes i satisfy the craving and it feels as good as quenching the thirst of a parched, dry throat with fresh glacial water. sometimes, it's just not meant to be. surrendering is the easiest thing to do. my desire, it is never static. it will morph into something more attainable sooner or later.

i think i have stopped making sense.

Eye of the storm

the exam period, a time when a calm that's surreal engulfs me. a sort of break from the everyday beats and rhythm of life. i think i am actually fond of this interval span. it's temporariness is what retains its novelty.

it's one down, five more to go for me. financial and investment maths, was like running a race with a final sprint at the end. exhausting.

Like a piece of stale bread

life is dry at the moment. emotions are brittle and ready to crumble. thoughts are mouldy and fuzzy, clouding judgement.

How apt

i wanted it to be definitive, not just a work of art. the gentle curves comprised of thick, bold strokes that slowly make way for fine delicate ones. it is the female who can stand strong, even dominate at times, but yet a woman in every way, a lady. the slightly musical and very whimsical etching. it is a flamboyancy of personality. intricate with detail that has been cultivated with time. the creature. it is a flighty, flirty one. shimmering with colours in adulthood, it is mesmerising. black. it is just so, a paradox to the truth. most importantly, it immortalises a balance of youth and maturity. it is me. who i am and who i want to be.

People watching

The eyes, with the speed of lightning, goes from head to toe and back up again, lingering ever so briefly. Is that a sign of immense rudeness?Or should it be taken as a dashing compliment?

It's on loop

Over and over again. In my head.

Validation

To be compelled to conform. There. That's the problem. The start of all complications.

It's Haunting

the notion, though far-fetched, holds infinity in its palms, dreams come true. was it a terribly accurate foresight, those words i uttered for solace without much thought?or was he the clairvoyant one?...funnily, we were both right. a rare occurrence. but now, do i dare take the plunge?haha, of course not. how will i face the music that will follow suit, the questions that will stream in. no, i will just continue toying with the idea, enduring the sleepless nights....untill i see light.

Hello, 2009!~

So much so for a quite night in. Stuffing my face like there's no tomorrow at a sushi buffet, i then joined the throngs of people to watch the fireworks display at the London eye. I have high hopes for 2009.