What Else...

1 more day to Gold Coast. Uppity ^^ Does SIA fly to sunny Gold coast? (hmmmm...so what if it does?!)

Hello

Words I think don't match up to your thoughts or sometimes, feelings. As much as I have alot to say to you. I really don't know where to start. Speechless is the word. What I really wanna ask you is "How are you?" I wish you are doing well. But that seemed really cliched. After such lapses of time, to ask such and such seemed just really awkward. So in the end, there were no words. Only comtemplative thoughts. Seriously my memory has somewhat failed in a sense i dont recall events much, but i do remember the feelings that comes with it. And when you were not looking I looked at you, and when you looked over I quickly looked away/looked at a lightbulb above your head. It sounds silly and I can't explain these impulses. Supposedly never grew out of shyness. Those times on MSN and in school started to resurface, the times at Coffee Bean. Happy for your friendship and appreciative at the same time. You have been my best friend at a period of time. I've told you that I do tresure our friendship. Still do now. Hanging around with you feels like i'm with a girl but you're actually a guy. Thats special :) Just kidding. By now, you probably know who you are.

Yay!

The absence of words, lapses, and the periods of brevity says more than words in itself.Ah, love me some cryptic nothings ;D


No seriously. I guess what i wanna say is after subjecting your heart to be sat and locked in for a ride, you do get your ticket's worth of the ultimate ups and the lows. It was brutal at some points. But the troughs become lessons to be appreciated upon in the tides of riding the crest. I can say this with glee after having sat through this hurling experience. But damn, it was good at hindsight. You do live life more authentically and emotionally dangerously.


And i realized my heart can't be tamed :D

Till then, i'll be loyal 2.1.

Dam, why is this so addictive?! Boss was talking to me, couldn't concentrate, whilst this bon bon thang like a melody in my head that i can't keep out...got me singing like nananna everyday....like my ipod's stuck on replay. Replay?!

Epiphany :D

People, in general are like careless travellors in an airport.
You go to several locations, and it seems that no matter where you transit, no matter how you psych yourself not to leave anything behind, but still, cannot help leaving a little of yourself at some unexpected corners.

Sometimes we can go back and pick it up, sometimes it gets lost...and in the second instance, what is left may be a stamp right on the pages of the memory which speaks history of the footprints. That is why the stamp is a reminder of a happy point. A delirious throwback. You can see it in either way. Holy cow, the blasphemous uncertainty!, or relish on the upcoming happy points to fill those empty pages. It's but a sketch in the mind.

Maybe if you are lucky, you may get to meet someone who shouts and pouts just the way only you will understand. Maybe that person was there to be your Perfect Default.

Careless Whisper

The most raucous of surroundings could not drown your voice.
Oh those heart strings you pull.
You did not come to my senses --- these hundreds of days.
Like a dream you came, in a dream i fled, in a dream you chased.
In my nightmare i left.
Facetious and wildly beyond.
Surmounting recesses.

I did not come to my senses.

I keep thinking how this will sound like on the violin.
There's so much time, to figure out the rest in my life.
And i've figured out.

周杰倫 - 珊瑚海

Jet-lagged and then some

It's been exactly a day since i'm back from Fantasy Land and am severely jet-lagged.

Somewhere in the recesses of the mind am I still dreaming away...on the ski slopes.
That waffle cafe tucked away in the busy street, that dreamy street with that dempsy-esque vibe (only more dreamier), cable car tower, cafe mocha on the go, the snow flakes that landed in the eyes, snowboarding butt cramps maybe, dancing to our FAVE, reggae dancehall music in the middle of nowhere.... The heel toe heel toe madness, LOL.

Shite. Feels like a toasted marshmellow gone all soft and wasted.

Love, Pride, Deep fried chicken (maybeebs!) :D

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day?
Head back to the milky way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?
Was it everything you wanted to find.

1/4 life

Thanks for everything that has made this day memorable, thrilling, warmed the cockles of my heart....

smooches aplenty, butt-squeezes too many ;)

Yw

Meaning

I used to think that the beauty of a great workout is that one gets to enjoy a tight butt, toned legs, and a slamming body. It was at a point of time, the top priority in Life. And frankly very self-absorbed.

The superficial aspect started to wane and in its place took achievements. Of the grey matter. Like a shake up of the kaleidoscope, a different worldview and pattern formed. A lot of adjustments went into it. Mainly getting used to the new scheme of things. Getting doughy, (pretty unfortch) was one dire consequence.

I reasoned that one cannot pursue superficial aspects and grey matter within the same frame of Time, as both aint subsets of the same function of a worldview.

Now. A renaissance if you will, I've taken a keen interest towards exercising. It has however, take on a different tenet. Although it sounds like a tall order indeed, getting doughy to whipped. And i will do it. It's fuelled by a different impetus. I like the meaning of pushing beyond the self-imposed limiting thoughts and really busting that ceiling till it becomes a platform instead. It becomes a way of Life. To bust through, suck it up, commit and see through things. Beyond that tight arse, there's a more nuanced meaning. It's a tight mental attitude that literally carries through. It is a workout of the mind. Nobody has complained about owning a tight butt anyways.

Saturation Point

Reality is malleable. Same goes for saturation points.

Trudgin' on :)

Which.

Open doors or high fences?

High fences, ftw.

We'll save naivete for a sunnier day.

In His Time

"For the revelation awaits an appointed time; it speaks of the end and will not prove false. Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come and will not delay."

This verse of Habbakuk 2:3 sits very well with me in times of "spiritual haziness".
Wait on the Lord.