nearly the end of the one week break. havent got anything done at all. seems that after the essay was handed in on thu ive been in a state of relative inactivity. dosent help that i have a 1000 work critical reflection due on thu and a presentation due on friday.
its so cold outside. and im going to the laundromat's to dry my rug and laundry in a while
we create our memories ourselves
la femme nikita
Saturday, 26 April 2008
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
hiatus
its been a hell of a shitty three months. i am finally back on the grid after one and a half hours of trying to configure the wireless router in my home. when i look at this blog i wonder......
so much has gone on in my life that it has just been a whirlwind. as it is i have a 40% essay due tomorrow, but i just feel the urge to write again after so long.
in a nutshell.....
i rented a house last november before i came back to perth
the owner wanted the house back so me along with my 2 housemates were "evicted"
one of my housemates ended up being an indecisive prick so we split
i found another housemate.
moved in to this new place in mid march
the house is old. we spent a shitload of $$ pimping it up, with curtains, plumbing, furniture and decorative furniture
am now alone as the 2 people i care about the most here in perth are back in SINGAPORE for the study break. knn.
am going to sell my car.... because i have been accepted for exchange next semester to Michigan!
what else? that i realise how much i still miss my friends back in singapore. yes. if ur reading this you know who you are you pricks. you guys r prolly sitting for ur exams this week. best of luck.
so much has gone on in my life that it has just been a whirlwind. as it is i have a 40% essay due tomorrow, but i just feel the urge to write again after so long.
in a nutshell.....
i rented a house last november before i came back to perth
the owner wanted the house back so me along with my 2 housemates were "evicted"
one of my housemates ended up being an indecisive prick so we split
i found another housemate.
moved in to this new place in mid march
the house is old. we spent a shitload of $$ pimping it up, with curtains, plumbing, furniture and decorative furniture
am now alone as the 2 people i care about the most here in perth are back in SINGAPORE for the study break. knn.
am going to sell my car.... because i have been accepted for exchange next semester to Michigan!
what else? that i realise how much i still miss my friends back in singapore. yes. if ur reading this you know who you are you pricks. you guys r prolly sitting for ur exams this week. best of luck.
Thursday, 24 January 2008
why?
seems every time i open this blog up to write i am always plagued with questions. endless questions to which i have no answer to. i keep asking myself question after question, and it only leads to en endless maze of questions. i keep asking myself what it is i really want, and i cannot seem to give myself a satisfactory answer. every time i tell myself i will not make the same mistake again, not do the same things wrong time after time...........
but it still remains the same. there is no difference. i can never rest easy, i can never have any peace.
so many unanswered questions, so many things unsaid.
i think its really time to get serious
but it still remains the same. there is no difference. i can never rest easy, i can never have any peace.
so many unanswered questions, so many things unsaid.
i think its really time to get serious
Monday, 10 December 2007
Why?
many people ask why, i give my reasons.
sometimes i wonder why myself- i ask myself a thousand times about things and i always end up giving myself the same answers, drawing myself circles in the sand.
it's been a week at work, and its getting to me. somehow on the morning bus ride, when you see the crowds come go, ebb and flow like tides breaking upon a shore, you wonder to yourself, sitting there on the bus, what it all means, what it is all for.
then when the lights go down, and the office dries itself of the living sould that inhabit it during the day, when you step out into the cold and darkness, you see the same sights- the long sleeved power dressed folk heading to their cars, and loading up buses to, hopefully catch that bus home.
then i ask- what is the point?
singapore's roads are littered with flashy cars and numberplates. singaporeans are a fucking rich bunch.
singapore's shopping centres are loaded to the brim with the stink and filty of capitalist cronies lapping up the designer and the posh in an neverending shopping spree of useless winter jackets, branded shoes, and the fruitless search for that perfect christmas gift.
this is where singaporeans spend their money on. excesses of a lifestyle determined by the flashes of a CRT/plasma screen, and fleshed out in the likeness of skinny models adorning the pages of a magazine.
then, looking at it all, i wonder...........
is this the life i want?
is this the life i want for my children?
you brought me up, you showed me life and you taught me what it is i know.
at the same time u fucked with 2 years of my life and washed it down the drain.
you bring me up in a system that is flawless, that exemplifies the perfect way of teaching the young, then you kick my ass down to ground zero with ur elitist standards.
to be honest, ive had enough of you. fuck you and your nepotism.
fuck all of you snotty bastards wearing whitewash
goddamn you.
sometimes i wonder why myself- i ask myself a thousand times about things and i always end up giving myself the same answers, drawing myself circles in the sand.
it's been a week at work, and its getting to me. somehow on the morning bus ride, when you see the crowds come go, ebb and flow like tides breaking upon a shore, you wonder to yourself, sitting there on the bus, what it all means, what it is all for.
then when the lights go down, and the office dries itself of the living sould that inhabit it during the day, when you step out into the cold and darkness, you see the same sights- the long sleeved power dressed folk heading to their cars, and loading up buses to, hopefully catch that bus home.
then i ask- what is the point?
singapore's roads are littered with flashy cars and numberplates. singaporeans are a fucking rich bunch.
singapore's shopping centres are loaded to the brim with the stink and filty of capitalist cronies lapping up the designer and the posh in an neverending shopping spree of useless winter jackets, branded shoes, and the fruitless search for that perfect christmas gift.
this is where singaporeans spend their money on. excesses of a lifestyle determined by the flashes of a CRT/plasma screen, and fleshed out in the likeness of skinny models adorning the pages of a magazine.
then, looking at it all, i wonder...........
is this the life i want?
is this the life i want for my children?
you brought me up, you showed me life and you taught me what it is i know.
at the same time u fucked with 2 years of my life and washed it down the drain.
you bring me up in a system that is flawless, that exemplifies the perfect way of teaching the young, then you kick my ass down to ground zero with ur elitist standards.
to be honest, ive had enough of you. fuck you and your nepotism.
fuck all of you snotty bastards wearing whitewash
goddamn you.
Tuesday, 27 November 2007
back
made it back a couple of days ago. the plan trip was good, thanks to the company of one of my future housemates! conversation was good, and the flight was smooth.
pretty much been eating alot of the stuff ive wanted to. but in a way its funny. when i was over there i made up so many mental lists about the things i was going to do but suddenly when faced with the reality im stopped short.
so far the scoreboard on MAKN1102 is,
1- pasta from bukit timah
2- porridge from bukit timah
3-chicken rice from clementi
4- beach road bak chor mee
5- pontian wonton mee
6-nydc cheesecake and pasta
7- PS back chor mee
8- crystal jade lamian
thas a damn small list, i say....
oh well...........
27th------the first of dec is in sight. not only are my friends free of their shackles, but she will be coming over too!
i miss you. come back soon!
pretty much been eating alot of the stuff ive wanted to. but in a way its funny. when i was over there i made up so many mental lists about the things i was going to do but suddenly when faced with the reality im stopped short.
so far the scoreboard on MAKN1102 is,
1- pasta from bukit timah
2- porridge from bukit timah
3-chicken rice from clementi
4- beach road bak chor mee
5- pontian wonton mee
6-nydc cheesecake and pasta
7- PS back chor mee
8- crystal jade lamian
thas a damn small list, i say....
oh well...........
27th------the first of dec is in sight. not only are my friends free of their shackles, but she will be coming over too!
i miss you. come back soon!
to you
ive always wanted to blog this but i never seemed to be able to take the time
its strange that probably you will not know about this- read these words ever
but i think in a way its a way of letting myself know, perhaps now, perhaps in the future, that soemwhere along thel ine, somewhere in my life, i felt this way.
this is one of the beauties of blogging. you look back after weeks, months, years, and you reflect on ur life as if you were living it again. thats is the most powerful thing a blog can do for us. it can take one moment in time and capture it for eternity.
that i am blogging this is perhaps due to tha fact that you messaged me today. its probably nothing- you probably do that to every one of your friends, but to me it was, it is, different.
i actually did have a thing for you once, and maybe i still do. but everything ive seen, everythign ive experienced, in a way, perhaps, tells me that its probably impossible. which is sad because in this i tried to push fate, but instead i got shoved in another direction.
i think the fate between you and i has ended. i will never occupy that space in your heart that you occupy in mine. you will always be here, surely. but i will never be in yours.
therefore i will not push fate any longer. it has shown me that it can only do so much for me, no more.
will i see you again?
its strange that probably you will not know about this- read these words ever
but i think in a way its a way of letting myself know, perhaps now, perhaps in the future, that soemwhere along thel ine, somewhere in my life, i felt this way.
this is one of the beauties of blogging. you look back after weeks, months, years, and you reflect on ur life as if you were living it again. thats is the most powerful thing a blog can do for us. it can take one moment in time and capture it for eternity.
that i am blogging this is perhaps due to tha fact that you messaged me today. its probably nothing- you probably do that to every one of your friends, but to me it was, it is, different.
i actually did have a thing for you once, and maybe i still do. but everything ive seen, everythign ive experienced, in a way, perhaps, tells me that its probably impossible. which is sad because in this i tried to push fate, but instead i got shoved in another direction.
i think the fate between you and i has ended. i will never occupy that space in your heart that you occupy in mine. you will always be here, surely. but i will never be in yours.
therefore i will not push fate any longer. it has shown me that it can only do so much for me, no more.
will i see you again?
Thursday, 8 November 2007
My precious
i love her
needs some TLC though- Currie Hall isnt exactly a nice place to park with the trees and dirt.......
Mistubishi Lancer 1997
Auto, 1.5 L, Met Blue Coupe, full electrics, power steering, central locking, Pioneer Radio
needs some TLC though- Currie Hall isnt exactly a nice place to park with the trees and dirt.......
Mistubishi Lancer 1997
Auto, 1.5 L, Met Blue Coupe, full electrics, power steering, central locking, Pioneer Radio
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