April 2011
1 post
I'm sorry.
I would have held you in my arms by now. I miss you.
February 2011
2 posts
January 2011
2 posts
November 2010
3 posts
Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in...
And if only we can be rewarded for each time we bounce back, what a wonderful world that would be.
Promise To Self
I appreciate people who update their blogs regularly yet I find that I am unable to be a faithful blogger myself. I am determined to change this because I need to blog. It’s the only space I have to express myself the way I please considering the job that I have. Plus there really is no excuse now that I can blog from my phone.
Isn't it supposed to be better than this?
I am not bad at mathematics yet somehow I find difficulty in counting my blessings.
October 2010
3 posts
Dear armpits
No matter where you are, regardless if you’ve just stepped out of the shower or are pulling off your socks after two hours of soccer, you always smell the same to me.
You smell of home.
Bass, you set my heart a-quiver.
“We don’t need tickets. I am Chuck Bass.”
I melted approximately ten thousand times at that line.
September 2010
7 posts
Colour My Life.
Back in primary school, I looked forward to every reccess time not because it was the time I could play with my friends, even then I barely had friends, not because I was hungry but because that was the time I could go to the bookshop and spend my pitiful daily allowance on yet another item that I didn’t need. I was that kid with the pencil case full of every possible eraser imaginable; the...
“If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to...”
– Winnie the Pooh (via raindropsonredroses)
Aww. Pooh has to be the sweetest paunchy gay bear around.
Note to Self.
I learnt that even when you’re not supposed to be, even when there is someone who is as much a part of it as you are, you are actually utterly alone.
Count only on yourself. Show no weakness.
I hope you're okay.
I caught another glimpse of what you used to be today. They say I should forget about you but how do I forget what is always on my mind?
It’s like a part of me died too.
Grateful.
This raya I got the chance to know a little more about my ancestry. As it turns out, my paternal grandmother’s father was a dobi from what is now Bangladesh who did his washing at Dhoby Ghaut while my paternal grandpa was a big time gangster with shiny pointed shoes who later turned into a part time police man.
With such a heritage, it’s no wonder the bunch of us are pretty weird.
...
Loathing
It spreads within me like poison.
August 2010
13 posts
Rambles shambles.
I need to write about these incidents so that it is documented and not just left in my fallible memory, that is until the next Great Upheaval and I delete my blog again after years of religiously updating it. I really ought to stop acting on impulse.
Anyway, I went for waxing with my cousins the other day and it was an appointment like no other. For starters, all of us were in the same room while...
C'est la vie.
Perhaps I have been overly negative about my lack of a proper job and should cherish every moment that I have now. In my crazy desire for a job that I too can boast that I’m incredibly busy with, I forget that there are going to be instances from my life now that I will miss insanely and will probably never get again. For example, having my mother call my direct boss/her son to inform him...
I shouldn't be here.
Two weeks ago, I spent hours in a place which barely had windows and I had that awful feeling of being boxed in. These days, I’ve been sitting in front of a massive window. The world outside looks wonderful and every few minutes I see a plane go by. It makes me wish I was somewhere else and more than that, it makes me wonder what is wrong with me.
“Courage does not always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of...”
– (via raindropsonredroses)
“Letting go isn’t a one-time thing. It’s something you do everyday, over and over...”
– Dawson’s Creek (via raindropsonredroses)
Down.
A life so successful, it glitters.
Not me.
Holiday Fever
I wrote an incredibly long entry the other night but my internet connection had something like an electrical heart attack and I got disconnected. And because life sometimes just doesn’t work out the way we hope it would, my autosave function chose that very moment not to work thus I lost the entry I spent more than an hour putting together. I am now going to try to recreate what I wrote.
...
I won't fight it.
My heart feels as if it sank to my feet. It’s not broken, it’s just not where it’s supposed to be.
Welcome back.
Hello long lost friend. We finally meet again.
Go square foreheads!
One can always count on people with too much time on their hands such as me to provide useless but extremely fascinating information that I bet will get you scrutinizing your face in no time.
What the Forehead Reveals
If there is one part of the face that says a lot about a man, it is the shape, width and contour of his forehead. If his is a high impressive forehead that is wide and clear, the...
Reality Check
Who am I kidding? I am her.
July 2010
7 posts
Growing Old
JV plucked two more strands of grey hair off my head earlier today. Seems like I really will have to heed the advice of the Korean hair doctor and dye my hair. It is also probably time to start working on my will.
Loathe with a capital L.
Here is a list of things, all related to sound/noise that I absolutely despise in the world and feel have earned the right to be classified as crimes.
Number 3: People who wear jingly jewelry to tests/exams/other quiet places.
I already have to see the nonsense you wear, do I have to hear them too?
Number 2: Cutesy voices
Just do mankind a favour and shut the hell up.
Number 1: Blogs with...
Exactly what are you idolising? GET A GRIP.
Being on Tumblr means that I am constantly being bombarded my mushy pictures/quotes/stories which is great since people say that love makes the world go round but I must say, more often than not, it’s nauseating. Still, every now and then, I come across something that makes me laugh which I must share.
“When I’ve shut my mouth and turn to walk away, it doesn’t mean...
Giving thanks to the one above.
Just when I thought that I have gone through some pretty nasty shit in my life, the crap factor in my life outdoes itself and in the past month or so, I find myself having to tackle situations that are fucking terrible.
I was beginning to feel sorry for myself till I opened the newspapers today to read about a tragic tale of how a man lost his life as he was sitting on the upper deck of a bus...
We'll meet again. I promise.
The spot you once occupied is now vacant.
I remember you. And even if the entire world doesn’t, I will always remember you.
Nails are forever
An exchange between JV and my parents while he was having breakfast with them and without me went something like this.
JV: Do we have time to get flowers before we meet her? It was our anniversary yesterday and she was complaining that I’ve never given her flowers. My ears hurt.
Dad: (shaking his head) Women are so stupid. They like to waste money. Why buy something that is just going to...
June 2010
12 posts
1 tag
I miss you
You may not have been much but you were mine.
Disaster Zone
All I’ve been doing these days is lie on my parents’ bed for hours on end, trying to watch tv over the deafening din of drilling and hacking going on almost everywhere else in my house. And the worst part is that I have been evicted out of my room.
My life has literally gone topsy turvy. You can now find toiletries in my brother’s bedroom, shoes in the living room, kitchen...
Empty
If circumstances had been not what they were, I would have done things so differently. I’m sorry. I ‘m so sorry.
Down in the dumps.
There are those who are plenty smart then there are those who are not so smart who try to make up for that sad shortcoming by working hard and lastly there are people like me who are neither smart nor hardworking and get through life on sheer luck.
Now the problem with that is that luck runs out.
Turning Blue.
Holding my breath and wishing with all my heart that you will come. You, you, you and you. I really hope this waiting game ends soon and that the outcome will be as I hope.
Wonderful, useless knowledge. →
yerawizardharry:
Every year approximately 2,500 left-handed people are killed by using object or machinery designed for right-handed people.
Charlie Chaplin once won third prize in a Charlie Chaplin look-alike contest.
The winter of 1932 was so cold that Niagara Falls froze completely solid.
Mel Blanc (the voice of Bugs Bunny) was allergic to carrots.
The only 15 letter word that can be...
If this is the way it has to be.
To say I am frustrated would be to put it mildly. It has gotten to a point where I give in, I absolutely give in not because I no longer believe in my cause but because I am so tired of this. Tolerate I shall although I can bet every dollar in my wallet that it’s not going to change a damn thing because only one thing sways the people in this house and it sure isn’t obedience.