another study day.
at our favourite place.

c and her tax, failing miserably
look at that sulking

s and her adolescence psychology
rambling on about 9 year old boys
learning the fine art of d-i-y.

study sessions, as usual, end up with someone sleeping, and the other blogging.

but hark! she wakes to take photos.

because, my friend, when we are old and grey and nodding by the fire, we'd be thankful for these photos, and remember what fun we had in our frolicking youth.

this one's just cool.

the beautiful macbook and it's functions, for entertainment.

in light of the recent conversation i had with syasya and the new alarming develop ments that have been made known to me,

i need some peace.
(please just leave me in peace)

she had a bad day.

(edit, 1.44 am)
and to make things worse, she can't sleep.

giving up the forest

today 3 little squirrels met
and discussed the big connundrum
of whether it's better to have a tree to call home
or the whole forest to wander.

says squirrel one: why give up the forest for a tree?
says squirrel two: but the tree is home.
says the newly demoted squirrel--skunk--: i don't care, my tree is coming here.

macdonald days
and park nights.

:) what other comforts does a girl need?

cool shower on a sweltering day

feeling low is an understatement.
stuck in INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY & THE LAW class
though my scottish teacher's very sweet, and pregnant.
(i asked syasya wouldn't it be nice if she popped in class.)

but this has greatly improved my day, like a breath of fresh air.
or a cool shower on a sweltering sweaty day.

sorry i've been so quiet (echos: like a mouse)
been trapped in a mouse trap (echos: a mouse trap)

i'm going mad, talking to myself.

so hell has begun, again.

the last weekend flew by in a blur, from rushing from locations to locations, to finding the boyscout actually makes an effort to make my day a little better is very heartening.

we recently took up a new sport which involves alot of fingerwork, emotional upheavals and getting into positions that leaves the body aching. :) no no no, it also involves my trusty PS2. (anyone pls buy me the PS 3, coming out in stores soon!

:) my achy breaky head.
i hate school. faaarrrkkkk laaaa.

the bestfriend deserves a shoutout for being such a little darling these days.

today we close a few chapters

the best friend and i closed a very big chapter of our lives today, one that, surprisingly doesn't include any boys.

that reminds me,

dear you,
i know you're hurting and i know it stings. i don't blame you for what you said, and to be honest, you know the situation better than i do simply because you were a part of it and i wasn't. but give the girl some credit for having a mind of her own; and i'm tired of explaining myself, when i don't have to. you call me when there's trouble, but bitch about me when things are fine. you wanted me to explain why she was doing what she did, and when i did, you turn around and bite me. haiya, then don't ask me anything okay?
she's got a mind of her own, and you know her better than anyone.
so i'm sad you cannot tell what are her decisions and what are mine.
but if it makes it easier for you to hate me
then go right ahead, it doesn't bother me.
yaya, we had good times.
but what happens between the two of you
doesn't concern me.
she concerns me.
but the decisions are hers.

so ya whatever.

looks like some people have new secrets!!

for you

for you with tears in your eye:

it's okay sweetie, to fall apart sometimes.

it's okay to fall apart sometimes.

heartsong

they say there's a tree in the forest
a tree that will give you a sign
come along with me to the sweetheart tree
come and carve your name next to mine

they say if you kiss the right sweetheart,
the one you've been waiting for,
big blossoms of white will burst into sight
and your love will be true ever more

-the sweetheart tree; johnny mercer

the real hill

the best friend and i went to climb bukit timah hill
and my gawd. it was quite an experience.

considering HOW we haven't done any exercise in a long while
and HOW she's scared of ants (ANTS!!)
and HOW the route we choose went up and down and up and down.

we ended up with aching limbs
i am STILL waiting for the photos from her. (WATCH THIS SPACE)

that kuku girl.
the next day instead of resting our sore limbs, we went
to bowl and play DDR.
now my forearms, palm and biceps ache too. kanasai.
put alongside my very DISMAL bowling score.. :(
i'm not one happy girl.

but at least i kicked some serious DDR butt.
i'm serious. that machine is actually damn fun.

when i get married, pls pull money and buy me a ddr machine.
i don't want a dance in front of the tv type.
i want the real ddr machine pls.
thanks.

missed it.

for you poor fools, like me
who went chasing after the damn works
and missed it.

:(

this picture from http://www.liesandhalftruths.com encapsulates my emotions now.
oh my dramamama life.
but theater, my darlings
are as real as we wish it to be.
or as real as we think it to be.

this is me--
and i know this is you too.

smash a rock through that window pane
who cares for the shattered pieces
or whether they pierce into eyes

i'm not crying,
i just got a tiny fragment
stuck in my eye,

grumbles

this doesn't make sense.
the blog counter keeps jumping,
but no comments are left behind!

HULLO PEOPLE!

cedar blues

i've not known a more efferversent bunch
or a more vivacious, voracious bunch than those in blue and grey.

i miss those days, and i miss those people.
i sat here and scanned a few blogs, and i realise how little i really knew some
and how i thought i knew some deeply, but in fact i don't.
not even a little bit, not even at all.

so here's a shoutout, i dunno if you guys have found your way to here.
but if you have scream back, :)

sueann : it was nice just chatting a little while, how different our lives have become, how removed from each other we've become. chin up little soldier, it will get better.
stephanie : i miss you, i do, our crazy movies, our dumbass fights, we share a locker, but we don't meet. we should.
brenda : i hope life finds you well, i hope love treats you well.
jingxi : i miss your HAHAHA laughter, little fried pork eater. i'm glad aussie is good to you, i'm glad you're having a time of your life. i know it hasnt always been easy, but now, you're shimmering with delight.
rachael : where art thou, dearest?
mingpei : i've been keeping up with your blog, i don't know if you know. i hope things have calmed down for you, i hope things are better. i wanted to write you an email that day, just to say i hope the days get better, but i didnt know how to start.
jane : are you back??
meiling : it seems we've totally lost contact, i hope you are doing ok in nus (i hear you're there); :) pink sports bras and the chicken dance, i think of you every time i hear the tune
debra : smu's better for me because of you. that crazy sem we had, that crazy group we had, i won't forget. i wouldn't have survived it without you.
keeroo : i've read your writing too, you're amazing. i mean it. your words flow off the screen with such ease, please publish a book, cos i'd buy it. i promise.
shauna : it's been so long since i've seen you, i miss those crazy bird days and your crying over crabs. i'm glad you've found chris, who from what i hear from steph loves you and keeps you close, and i'm happy for you
izati : you know and i know what you mean to me--my support and comfort, i love you.
syarifah : i dunno how i would have survived tax without you, you're smart and so sharp in class, i'm glad we're in the same group, bidding for classes this sem with you is certainly lucky me!
yaqin : :) enjoy the holiday with the delisssshhh boy.
flora : i thought of you that day, and wonder how you are. i hope you're well, i really hope so.
shufang : i miss those mornings in cedar where we'd sit there and talk.
ruzainah : every time i see a tarian dance i think of you, i hope all's well with you.