open

Open.

When I don't expect them to be open to me, they are.

When I expect them to be open to me, they are not.

When will the right ones be open then?

I guess I just gotta wait.

29

My 29th birthday was great, great, great.

Spent it with fab friends two nights in a row - into the wee hours of the morning actually (yeah dsd, listening all the way thru the last set was pretty nice, with the full moon partially hidden by leaves).

Catching up on FYP trivia, skimpy clothing and cheekopek ah peks...

Realising finally that yes we've known one another for a full decade...

Knowing that rabbits and sheep marry best on Dec 28, no chiong ah...

Realising that not only do hubbys fetch wives, wives fetch hubbys too...

Trying to preserve one precioussssss glass of water...

Having a movie director buy shots for me (rule #1: be nice to gfs of movie directors)...

Reminiscing on anal tendencies in Krabi (bathing 4x a day is still madness to me)...

Trying to figure who that mystery person on the Singapore Flyer was...

Listening to journalists' stories on SDP escapades???

 

I don't know man, but it used to be that I never cared much for my birthday. Until this year's 21 March, when I decided that I should celebrate life with superfrenz.

And it was really fun.

Oh, and I got my embarrassing moment of fame, singing Love, Me at Timbre! Can't believe it, freaked out man.

But oh well, it was still fun. Wish someone found the video-record button on my camera tho...Haha.

Luv ya guys :)

(I'm now just waiting for the Emil fans reunite and irritate eug gathering.)

Because I belong

On Saturday, I attended Mel and Mistersoh's wedding. For the first time after attending so many weddings, I felt like I went home with something to ponder over. The lady pastor was talking about how Mel and Mistersoh were on loan to each other - from God. On loan, for the other to provide love and care to him/her on this earth, only to return to God at the end of life's journey. And I thought, how true. It's only when I understand being belonged to God that I can carry on through life's downs. Because I belong, I can make it through, even when my other half doesn't survive me, even when my other half turns unfaithful, even when my loved ones pass on. May I remember that I do belong.

Ode to Paper Aeroplane (Demo)

First Chinese song I've written: Ode to Paper Aeroplane

Check it out on www.myspace.com/folksie

Thanks to all who gave feedback on the lyrics and melody. Really helped me finetune the song. Thanks to Seng for helping me record it in his home studio and directing me on the vocal arrangements. Pretty fun!

The long and short of it all

So, yesterday, my mum insisted that my brother show her the website with pix of Cecilia Cheung's nether regions. Because, as she put it, "Wong Li Lin said in 8 Days that Cecilia's hair is so long it can be braided." In disbelief, she was determined to see for herself.

I tried in vain to dissuade her, trust me, I really did. Her reaction?

Ashen-faced and in utter shock, she walked out of my brother's room saying: "WHAT??? HOW COME THEY TAKE SUCH PICTURES??? How can she let him take such pictures???"

I was like, hello? What did you think they were man?

And she was like: "I thought maybe she was just wearing some see-through night gown, not like THIS! This is porn!"

Seriously mum...so 天真...

ah lian at heart

Yes, the suicide case bits are really quite drama. Like my neighbour F was saying, there's a dark cloud hovering over our cubicles. From my point of view, I'm opening my umbrella to shelter myself from the downpour, cos the rain is inevitable.

Nevertheless, reading blog comments from my friends makes my day.

Sooty says:
you know your last line " i really need to peaceout" sounds very ah lian....seriously dawn.... haha....i think you're an ah lian at heart who just happened to be educated in rgs & rjc....hehehe...

I say:
I think I'm really an ah lian at heart too! Hahaha. Cos I love Ah Bengs. And my current fav is Singapore's biggest Ah Beng aka eric ng. Eh..Ah Bengs are talented too horkay???

Hahahahaha.

wa eh sim lai been si Ah Lian. (loosely translated: My heart inside is Ah Lian.)

:)