Thursday, August 21, 2008
Meet me at the end of the rainbow.
I somehow unlocked a door to the past in a clock, and am surprised at the response my brain // heart is generating.
How young we were back then. How stupid, dare I say.
Not sure if your thoughts even correspond, but what the hell even happened?
Sher Reen; 5:46 PM
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Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Struggling.
How did I allow this to occupy so many facets of my life, barely realising as it made its way in?
I feel irritated yet weak when I smile at the memories triggered by stimuli on a basis too frequent for it to be healthy.. and a part of me is ready to cut the strings while another is still confused. Refuses to budge. Demands an analysis and a conclusion that may never be. Here and now, clearly, there is none to even question.
So why do I still have so many moments caused by this?
This and I, up until now anyway, we've only ever been good enough for moments.
But are moments all we need?
Sher Reen; 5:40 PM
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Sunday, August 17, 2008
And in moments of greatness, we stumble.
The thing with this country of ours, is that we often stumble, fumble and bumble at the final hurdle.
As the match ticktickticks away on live results in my other IE tab, my heart shatters. I am disappointed in the direction this match is headed, although I trust that Lee Chong Wei has given more than his all.. and that he shouldered the dreams of the 23 million Malaysians rooting for him courageously.
But what happens when your best is not enough?
18-5. I will keep watching, as Lin Dan races away to Olympic glory.
Sher Reen; 9:27 PM
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Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Swirls of uncertainty.
Let's hit restart and pause at our favourite parts.
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I guess you could say I have often wondered what it might be like to.. eat, breathe, think, sleep, dream and live architecture. So many academics tell you how it is a lifestyle because it informs how you see things, what you eat, where you live, who you spend time with.. yet there has not been once that I have felt like I operate on the wavelength that they do.
This second semester of 2008 might be a different story. It is not merely a gust of wind, it is a tornado - and I more than just feel it coming.
Strangely, it feels good.
Sher Reen; 10:18 AM
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Sunday, July 27, 2008
And we were only good for moments.
Been back in Melbourne for 39 hours now, and in honesty.. it feels good.
Save for the unforgiving cold weather, I am delighted with my new room allocation and the general vibe I get from being in this place.. surreal as it feels to be waking up to very different surroundings..
Classes start at 9 tomorrow, so more later.
Sher Reen; 9:39 PM
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
The escapist.
You just have to be that careful with the things that you say, because the next mistake you make may not be as easily forgiven..
I feel incredibly dumb for getting so carried away.
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In 40.5 hours I will be done with the only exam scheduled for the semester.
Sher Reen; 10:32 PM
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Saturday, June 14, 2008
Eskimo of O.
So many unfinished, unpublished posts later.. here goes nothing.
I have had the luxury of time of late, fully utilising it to unwind from the semester of madness. Rest is finally heard of - in abundance - and a lot of time has been spent with my favourite girls from architecture. Gastronomic treats that know no end, shopping sprees that more than made up for the rigourous final four weeks of uni that concluded with one final sleepless Thursday and a final design review with Jen Woods of Minifie-Nixon Architects.
Gibberish.
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"Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option."
Not sure where that one's from. But I found it to be quite thought-provoking and well articulated.
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One week and then home.
I can hardly wait.
And all the same, I am nervous.
Sher Reen; 7:31 PM
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Sunday, June 01, 2008
Chronicles of never - of trust and truths.
And then life catches you by surprise.
I said I wouldn't worry, but how can I not?
Silently I keep vigil, praying that you will be alright.
To the most amazing lady I know in this world: hang tight, cling on and keep fighting.
I love you - three words muted in a world that screams.
Sher Reen; 5:27 PM
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