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Monday, August 30, 2004
i haven't been this tired in ages. i mean every word of that sentence. no, it ain't just about work. it ain't just about play. it ain't just about love. it ain't just about friendship. it isn't even just about life. it's a combination of it all. but no, i'm not doing the whiney thing. i'm jus stating. in fact, i kinda like this tiredness. sure, i miss out on a lot of sleep and rest but this mad rush and long hours sure gave me a sense of self-fulfilment. at least i'm doind lotsa constructive things. my days are longer and it makes me happy.
on friday, i went to the castle. yes, aside from the heat, it was all good watching my friend get high on cowboy, meeting a long awaited person, watching another friend get so drunk she couldn't recognise me. and yes, she's supposed to. i took half an hour looking for her but it was all in vain. and then there's the other side of the world that i'm not gonna talk about. whatever it is, i know what i'm doing.. so bugger off. i know how much this means to you but you should know how much it means to me too. anyway, i was haunted for a good 10 mins. don't look into my eyes ever again. if i look into yours, turn away, ok? on a lighter, more exciting note, n and i planned this round-down-under trip thingy ages ago for after we grad in '06 and we managed to find 2 khakis to explore the wonderful vast land of australia with us.. yay. but i dun really wanna backpack in melbourne. isn't it weird if my friends see me in scruffy clothes and ask me what the hell am i doing? and i say i'm backpacking.. hmmm... ok... anyway, will think about that later.. this is gonna be fun. woohoo. faithfulness is a tragic thing but it's so sweet. Friday, August 27, 2004
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself and then she shyed away from all affection she couldn't fall head over heels and she never tasted perfection he was always there to help her and soon she learnt she had to help herself I don't mind spending everyday Out on your corner in the pouring rain Look for the girl with the broken smile Ask her if she wants to stay awhile And she will be loved She will be loved and she might even learn to love Tap on my window knock on my door I want to make you feel beautiful I know I tend to get so insecure It doesn't matter anymore It's not always rainbows and butterflies It's compromise that moves us along My heart is full and my door's always open You can come anytime you want she comtemplates his invitation but her answers aren't definite I know where you hide Alone in your car Know all of the things that make you who you are I know that goodbye means nothing at all she'll say goodbye at the end of fall Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls because she knows he will carry her through and put her smile back on her face ----- the saga continues and i dun wanna think about friendship anymore. maybe i'm jus paranoid, maybe i'm right. i miss those days down 1402, havin sundaes in the blistering cold. but now i wish i never knew how a friendship could've gone dead. i'm past anger into a silent sadness. and i hope there's still time to look back. someday. and you. a call and it's better. and you. a midnight ride and pampering treats and it's all good. and vanessa carlton. white houses is pretty cool. 
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
sometime between the last post and this post, my world ricochetted to the end of some unknown side of the world and now sits back in equilibrium. I fell out with a friend, popped an older brother out, met my haunting in awkward circumstances, found back some lost emotions and failed a best friend's test. now wait, before you make any judgement, stop and let me continue. well, i fell back in with the nearly lost friend, am gonna learn to cook when i visit my 'bro' and his kids (yes, he is pretty old), will meet my haunting at the CASTLE and be haunted by him, made pretty cool plans to hang out with this forgotten feeling and well, the last one is just an excuse to tell her that, 'babe, we're still cool. heh' ...
well, other than that, i have pretty pleasant things happening in my life. I'm going to the Castle this friday... yay, it's a masquerade party at this heritage building. waha.. i like. my friend promised a preview of his solo performance. I feel lightheaded and dizzy lately. the weather is good. i know what my assignment is about finally. and my cantonese is gettin better. basically, i'm happy enough to be happy. On a Monday, I am waiting Tuesday, I am fading And by Wednesday, I can't sleep Then the phone rings, I hear you In the darkness is a clear view Cuz you've come to rescue me Fall... With you, I fall so fast I can hardly catch my breath, I hope it lasts Oh, It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real I like the way that feels Oh, It's as if you know me better than I ever knew myself I love how you can tell All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me I am moody, messy I get restless, and it's senseless How you never seem to care When I'm angry, you listen Make me happy, it's your mission And you won't stop till I'm there Fall... Sometimes I fall so fast When I hit that bottom, crash, you're all I have How do you know everything I'm about to say? Am I that obvious? And if it's written on my face. I hope it never goes away. On a Monday, I am waiting And by Tuesday, I am fading into your arms. So I can breathe Tuesday, August 17, 2004
i learnt a new word. takeru. sighs. big fat sighs. somebody tell me i should stop picking up eyecandies. i'm in a state of momentous bliss. confused and in dilemma yet justifyin myself everyday. i see why i'm not cut out fer relationships but nonetheless now that we're jus in to have a good time, i will push all doubts aside and enjoy it while it last. or wadever..
i wish i could reach a stage where all 7 of us are happy and dandy.. satisfied with life on the whole.. we'll work towards that ok? --------- that was earlier in the day.. now it's late at night and the australian propagandish song is playin on tv indoctrinating olyimpic inspirations on innocent local folks, i sit in front of my mac (ahaha) and blog again... i had the gimmickest chocolate drink of a suckao from max brenner awhile ago and i'm all high sugar and cocoa. waha, had a long nice chit chat with glenn (the zouk dude, dee) , mari and anne. it was nice, but now, i'm reminded of assignments.. it's been a good day. school and all included.. but tomorrow will be beter cos i'm goin for kendo again... aha... perpeptual stress relief jus shouting out japanese words.. haha.. cool. i dun do shoutouts but this is an exceptional exception. xiang: i miss you. eunice: i trust you know what you're doin abs: call me and we'll spill ok? dee: yes, i'm hooked on bein ferried round. becks: how's life girl? i wanna hear you. anne: .... tak tak ... ruth: breathe, you'll pull through cos you're always stronger than that. and besides, you're not tt special that God can't help you. remember that. Tuesday, August 10, 2004
Es, souvlaki and midnight rides
dark alleys and silver shoes a pretty flower on her hair she's drunk and pissed on 151s, nothing less smudged mascara and a song from moulin rouge as motivation to hang on and baby, if you see her tell her i miss her sweet cakes and dandy tricks a birthday party of big balloons frames from yesterday kept in pristine conditions she parties on cupcakes and drinks low fat punch fairies dance in her hair and lampshades hold them up and baby, if you see her tell her i said hi sneakers on the street a corndog in one hand and diet coke in the other mustard drips down her fingers and she cleans them with laughter she holds a knife in her palm never try to pick her up for she's a dangerous femme and baby, if you see her tell her she'll be fine. -meifen (in a state of utterly randomised thoughts and atomic confusion.... hello? are you stil there?) Wednesday, August 04, 2004
my mac is up. so everyone rejoice.. i'm gonna upgrade to a 160 gig hard drive. yay! though i gladly admit that i'd have absolutely no use fer all that space but then, it's true, you can never have too much space like the way you can never have too many shoes. unless of course, you live like the simpsons who never seem to realise that time actually do exist. anyhow, i'm officially sick but recoverin. forgive me if you see me on the streets and i pepper my sentences with sneezes or conjure up some green phlemy stuff.. no, i do not aim to be disgusting; jus plain honest. anyhow, this bad bout of flu is going round and please do not be afraid to stock up on grapefruit juices and ojs. also, gargling concentrated salt water would help. aha! good'o housewives' remedies.
anyhow, my terrible illness has not stopped me from classes. i'm quite determined now, believe it or not. life's good here. unexpectedly but i'm not complaining. i shall not expect more cos then i'll keep gettin surprised. 
rollin good times at amber (meifen, tes, esther) 
clubbin spree (meifen, marilyn, peipei, tes, esther) 
marilyn! whine whine. |
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