Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
L
I had a friend.
We used to be close, but I guess not anymore. But it's fine.
I wonder what she wore for first Hari Raya yesterday. She always plans her outfits for special occasions. It's little things such as this that make her who she is.
I know she's happy; probably happier without me.
I miss her, and wish her well.
We used to be close, but I guess not anymore. But it's fine.
I wonder what she wore for first Hari Raya yesterday. She always plans her outfits for special occasions. It's little things such as this that make her who she is.
I know she's happy; probably happier without me.
I miss her, and wish her well.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
On Love
Love: Illustrated Diary Excerpts by Susan Sontag
“Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.”
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Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
All Night.
I feel like I could just lie on my back in a desert, looking up at the clear sky
peppered with glittering stars..
with you.
Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Demo #2
Demo #2 by The Khaki Scouts
A friend recommended and I instantly fell in love.
You might want to get to know her a little bit better, so head on here: Chandler the Robot
Monday, August 06, 2012
Falling
I'm falling..
for you.
Amanda (Haystacks), 2011
Photograph by Ryan McGinley, one of my favorite artists.
Saturday, August 04, 2012
Dear Whom It May Concern
Is it possible to be this happy?
Or will there be a catch somewhere.
Please, spare me this time.
Or will there be a catch somewhere.
Please, spare me this time.
Friday, August 03, 2012
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Just One Look
I've made up my mind.
This will be my wedding song, for the first dance with my future husband.
Just One Look by Doris Troy
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Antidote
In a few months' time, it will be a year since you-know-what.
I can't say that things have changed, or neither have they not.
I am still waiting.. for certainty.
On a different note, I feel extremely happy this weekend, despite the fact that I have to work, and in the wee hours. Listened to 22 important songs that put me to sleep last night.
Bumpy roads ahead, but I know I have nothing to fear.
Come on whatever challenge you may be, I'll take you by the horns you b-tch!
I can't say that things have changed, or neither have they not.
I am still waiting.. for certainty.
On a different note, I feel extremely happy this weekend, despite the fact that I have to work, and in the wee hours. Listened to 22 important songs that put me to sleep last night.
Bumpy roads ahead, but I know I have nothing to fear.
Come on whatever challenge you may be, I'll take you by the horns you b-tch!
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Matters of a Heart
Saw a real heart with my eyes today.
I also saw it stop beating.
It made me think: it's just an organ.
But an organ so powerful, that people can't live without.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Magic Eraser
I want a Magic Eraser, or rather I need one.
This eraser is made especially to erase every single memory that you wouldn't want to ever recall again.
It is angular in shape which makes it easy for you to pick a particular point in your life, a moment, whatever, and erase just that.
I probably need to do a lot of erasing, and it's not easy when I am such a sentimentalist. I hoard memories, keepsakes. I hold on to things (too much, sometimes).
I hate the past. As of this moment.
p/s: I like making mistakes http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/vaster-emptiness-achieved/
p/s: I like making mistakes http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/vaster-emptiness-achieved/
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Saturday, July 21, 2012
In My Way
It rained, out of the blue.
We all thought it was going to be sunny all day; as the morning sun looked promising.
So we hung endless row of clothes, socks, underwear on pegs; dusted all the shoes, carpets.. whatever that is in need of a greeting sun.
And then it rained, and I was left alone to bring all of that in. By the end, I was soaked.
I thought, Why must it rain? Why?
And then I thought again:
Why not?
So I ran into the heavy rain that was pounding on my skin and just stood there. It's just water anyway.
I haven't played in the rain since I was a kid and have mucus hanging from my nose. This should be good.
And I stood there for God-knows how long; with eyes closed and letting the stinging coldness of possible acid rain simmer in to my flesh.
I loved it. Refreshing.
While the beat of millions by millions of raindrops stomping on surface entertain my ears, I recalled the overtly famous Malay proverb:
Kusangka panas hingga ke petang, rupanya hujan di tengahari.
Like life, things happen unexpectedly. Things happen unplanned. And like that Carly Rae Jepsen song "Call Me Maybe".. all I did was throw a wish in the well, and now you're in my way.
We all thought it was going to be sunny all day; as the morning sun looked promising.
So we hung endless row of clothes, socks, underwear on pegs; dusted all the shoes, carpets.. whatever that is in need of a greeting sun.
And then it rained, and I was left alone to bring all of that in. By the end, I was soaked.
I thought, Why must it rain? Why?
And then I thought again:
Why not?
So I ran into the heavy rain that was pounding on my skin and just stood there. It's just water anyway.
I haven't played in the rain since I was a kid and have mucus hanging from my nose. This should be good.
And I stood there for God-knows how long; with eyes closed and letting the stinging coldness of possible acid rain simmer in to my flesh.
I loved it. Refreshing.
While the beat of millions by millions of raindrops stomping on surface entertain my ears, I recalled the overtly famous Malay proverb:
Kusangka panas hingga ke petang, rupanya hujan di tengahari.
Like life, things happen unexpectedly. Things happen unplanned. And like that Carly Rae Jepsen song "Call Me Maybe".. all I did was throw a wish in the well, and now you're in my way.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
In This Moment
Just sitting in a neighbourhood cafe; flirting with this sexy whipcream they put atop of my mocha.
Cigarette Burns by Flunk
Funky tune, and a girl with a dimple. What's not to love?
Looking around at the amount of strangers who are apparently not at work, and listening to music.
Can this be the life?
What? Isn't this what people do when they're alone and bored? Hehe.
Ok, currently, this very moment, soundtrack of my life would be:
Cigarette Burns by Flunk
Funky tune, and a girl with a dimple. What's not to love?
Thursday, July 12, 2012
One Morning
Una Mattina by Ludovico Einaudi
Saw a French film recently, Intouchables - it was amazing. Not so much of the technicalities or visual aesthetics (although yes, the background is Paris), but it was just the simple, clean-cut story line.
I think somehow, what made it a good film was the fact that it has the resonance of "realness". Intouchables was based on a true story, and I will not spoil it here, but do watch if you can.
Throughout the entire film, I remembered listening to only two kinds of background music:
1) Songs by Earth, Wind and Fire
2) Songs by Ludovico Einaudi
I instantly fell in love with the piano solo by Ludovico Einaudi. Repeated the end credit over and over just to listen to Una Mattina.
Una Mattina is translated as One Morning.
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