jing.scribbles.on |9.1.10 | 1:00 pm

an affixation to balenciaga city in verde (black with gold hardware would do just fine as well), organic peppermint tea with manuka stirred in for the flu, bb bold 9700 to replace my 9000, upcoming japan trip in may 2010, miu miu black patent bow wallet (am such a brand whore, i know)

annual flu season is back to coincide with the annual peak.

hurray.

jing.scribbles.on |27.12.09 | 11:24 pm

just as expected, woke up at 8am after drifting into a restless sleep at around 4am.

long run cleared the head slightly.

the day spent with neighbour lu and the bestest buds turned out to be one of which i could draw absolute comfort and strength from. the easy banter and silly jokes made me realise how sorely i have missed 'us' and for a day, the world seems fine again. this very simple reason concretes the fact on why these darlings are my bestest buds.

on hindsight, perhaps i have been too occupied with you (phone, email, meals, chats)that i have very nearly gotten used to the sub-conscious emo tug of war as our backdrop during our interactions. had no idea that it was so time consuming, energy draining.

had fun. thanks for the memories. off you go. do allow us to retreat slowly back to where we came from, more than a year ago.

jing.scribbles.on | | 2:27 am

this is terrible.

wish i was a lousier drinker, that the alchohol consumed for the night would lull me to sleep.

does not seem like it for now,looks like it's a long night ahead.

the fact that she seems unusually frustrated and annoyed, and that i am indeed starting to anticipate our nearly weekly night chats and just time spent together do not abode well.

looks like it is finally time to end it.

tired of worrying, yet afraid of the painful ride ahead.

should be an expert at handling such emo roller coasters by now. just that this one may take slightly longer.

time to close my eyes, grit my teeth and plunge right in.

jing.scribbles.on |23.12.09 | 12:20 am

i reckon we are both in so much trouble.

i think the inherent fear is building up very quickly.

am actually at a loss for words, thoughts and actions.

jing.scribbles.on |12.11.09 | 11:42 pm

i hate the fact that im always being lulled into a false sense of security whenever im with you at the chocolate factory.

the maddening pace slows down, the world seems to be a much calmer place, problems are always solved because you are there and there are the trips to JP and jurong hill. the little things which you do to ensure that the team is happy.

you said i was being stubborn when i refused to let you plan for me. i wasnt being stubborn. i was preparing myself for the rough ride in the event you leave. i would need time and strength to gather myself and my thoughts then.

and then, there's you. you always travelling with me back to the office, finishing up work papers with such finesse that even im unable to do so, staying back to finish my work, buying my brekkie and coffee.

i would be a mess without the two of you. or rather, im a balanced mess because of you two.

jing.scribbles.on |16.10.09 | 12:26 am

'i do not wish to be accustomed to his presence in my life.in short, i shouldnt even be part of his life.'

'i think you already are.'

the impromptu evening starbucks session was a pleasant surprise really. turned out to be a no holds barred straight-talking riot with my laundry partner.this, despite the last meet-up being a few months ago. times like this enlighten me on the reason why he was/is my laundry partner.

am being spoilt rotten at home this week. well, every girl loves her fair bit of pampering from her doting parents. ran out of cream cheese and the parents got them promptly. home made yong tau foo was served this week as well. absolute love.

oh the office peeps finally got the office communicator up. happier chatty days ahead, hopefully.

am also developing a serious craving for quality, expensive japanese cuisine.
time to get the wining and dining database updated.

jing.scribbles.on |13.10.09 | 12:00 am

its funny how fast one can swing from being on a whimsical, relaxed high note to feeling dazed and worn out at the end of a bumpy slide.

had the air knocked out of me.twice.over dinner.
perhaps it was a bad idea to turn up for the farewell dinner.
received an upsetting sms and rang up to verify.selfish me wants things to stay status quo, yet i know i will wish for my safety net to leave eventually. well, the word 'counselling' was strong enough to knock both the air and appetite out of me.

glimpsing through the shots on the SLR, was laughing at the girls' silly poses when your shot came across. it was a random shot, you were caught in it looking straight into the lens. i still do not know why i did it but i held my breath. your piercing gaze? perhaps.beauty of the stillness of the shot? maybe. or it could be the fact that i realised how familiar i have become with that gaze that im suddenly filled with a slight dread of becoming too acquainted with it. at that very moment, i felt like gathering my belongings in office and shifting back out.

mind's in a whirl.
an early morning run should clear the head.