Come Undone Sunday, May 30, 2010 |
Photography: Brendan Zhang
Styling: Cheryl Chan
Hair and Makeup: Andy Razali
Model: Patricia Silk
Photography: Brendan Zhang
Styling: Cheryl Chan
Hair and Makeup: Andy Razali
Model: Patricia Silk
Tuesday Morning. Or was it? Monday, May 10, 2010 |
Recently I seem to have lost track of time.
I try to reflect and nothing quite brings a sense of familiarity.
Perhaps I'm too distracted.
I feel like a pilgrim, trekking through a desert.
Locked on to a compass, adhering to a strict direction.
It reaches a point where, everything starts to melt into sameness.
And I try to think back, like
To the few years that I spent taking pictures of
The Endless Aunties. The Screaming Babies.
And it felt so distant as to not make sense anymore.
How bizarre.
As if, a sort of identity amnesia.
I try to reflect and nothing quite brings a sense of familiarity.
Perhaps I'm too distracted.
I feel like a pilgrim, trekking through a desert.
Locked on to a compass, adhering to a strict direction.
It reaches a point where, everything starts to melt into sameness.
And I try to think back, like
To the few years that I spent taking pictures of
The Endless Aunties. The Screaming Babies.
And it felt so distant as to not make sense anymore.
How bizarre.
As if, a sort of identity amnesia.
The Passing Tuesday, February 16, 2010 |
CNY came and went.
Memoirs of the Geisha is playing on TV - was it playing last year as well?
Went out and got meself a new wallet.
Still feeling lethargic and so not feel like work.
Memoirs of the Geisha is playing on TV - was it playing last year as well?
Went out and got meself a new wallet.
Still feeling lethargic and so not feel like work.
Flat Tire Wednesday, February 10, 2010 |
Fun light test taken last Friday.
I'm feeling sort of like a flat tire right now. This despite repeatedly telling myself in my head that I'm wide awake.
Work has been busy, busy. CNY next week. I'm feeling like I'm on the cusp of some good developments; started working out again after more than a year of hiatus (has it been that long?) and should be getting some proper jobs soon. Starting shopping and blogging again too.
I think I'm finally getting back on my feet.
It's like a cycle, repeating itself.
Thinking back on the initial weeks of assisting and marveling at what a rough ride it was.
Random Post Sunday, January 31, 2010 |
Cool app on the iPhone. Fairly realistic:
Sometimes it feels good to live in the moment.
Sometimes it feels good to live in the moment.
Fleeting A Happy Monday, January 25, 2010 |
Ditching booze for Myoplex and starting to work out again. A little amazed at how good this feels - if only momentarily - but it's good enough.
The worst of the January crunch is over and I can finally take (a few) deep breaths.
Been FBing a lot and feeling a bit shocked at how quickly people age, especially when you haven't seen them in a while. 10 years (has it been that long?) is a long time.
I'm experiencing an abrupt clarity of thought.
I have a feeling that this time, I'm gonna make it.
The worst of the January crunch is over and I can finally take (a few) deep breaths.
Been FBing a lot and feeling a bit shocked at how quickly people age, especially when you haven't seen them in a while. 10 years (has it been that long?) is a long time.
I'm experiencing an abrupt clarity of thought.
I have a feeling that this time, I'm gonna make it.
Fork It Sunday, January 10, 2010 |
Finding it a bit hard to shake off this depressive malaise.
I'm 27 and yet still getting episodes like this. But apparently it's normal. Hard-wired to feel this way and yet each time it happens it's such a distraction.
I'm quite determined not to let it derail things too much this time.
Feeling inadequate and helpless, impatient, most of all sad.
Tired of hearing and saying things like, at least you are on the right track. Yes, it's been a bit of a detour but at least you are on the right track. But the road is getting slow and I'm getting a little fed up.
'On the tip of my tongue, were words that came out all wrong. For they were drenched in Southern Comfort, left to dry-out in the sun, the noon day sun.'
I'm 27 and yet still getting episodes like this. But apparently it's normal. Hard-wired to feel this way and yet each time it happens it's such a distraction.
I'm quite determined not to let it derail things too much this time.
Feeling inadequate and helpless, impatient, most of all sad.
Tired of hearing and saying things like, at least you are on the right track. Yes, it's been a bit of a detour but at least you are on the right track. But the road is getting slow and I'm getting a little fed up.
'On the tip of my tongue, were words that came out all wrong. For they were drenched in Southern Comfort, left to dry-out in the sun, the noon day sun.'