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Saturday, June 27, 2009



Ok,
things have taken a better turn at my workplace..
and I've realised that my superior is actually a really nice guy.
Deep down inside.
and finally getting him.
I have a much deeper respect now.
W00t

(7:44 AM)


Tuesday, June 23, 2009



To feel the breeze of wind creeping across your skin,
your muscles straining one by one,
stretching as you move.
The smell of the air around you.
The people passing by,
The flickering light along the street.
The pulsing of traffic lights,
And I'd almost forgotten how fragile life is.
And that every moment I spend breathing is a silent celebration.
That this very moment,
I exist, I live.
yet it will not last forever,
and one day,
this entire experience,
life, will fade,
as will I.
But yet that day has not come,
so I must seize what I have till then.

(8:25 AM)


Sunday, June 21, 2009



Im beginning to understand this thing,
that life is an endless struggle,
and its only worth it when you're pursuing what you want.
And that first step of pursuing what you want,
is finding out what that is.
And life is much too short to waste it on anything else.
Sian Ji Pua...

(7:52 AM)


Tuesday, June 16, 2009





I find the juxtaposition of this amusing...'Real Estate Advertising under State Land'

Anyway,

Today, in the MRT I had a cantonese dude shouting into my ear as he tried to reason with every member of his family,
uncle,auntie,father, mother, brother into paying for his panasonic HP installments...

On a bench in the MRT station a man sat down next to me and farted a stinker and then walked off.

neat day.

And all these in addition to the hell of an internship I'm in now....

(8:07 AM)


Monday, June 15, 2009



Ugh.....I demand intern rights...
working 6 days a week and overtime is murder...
and its bloody sian inside too....

I think the problem with me....
is that I don't trust myself.

(9:44 AM)


Sunday, June 07, 2009



"Sophia" - Nerina Pallot

5 o' clock and a fire escape symphony,
Spilling out across the road and the square,
And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?
Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?
After the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me, calling out,
Again and again.

Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning.
It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,
Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,
I can't go without and one of of them is him.

And now I walk these streets like a stranger in my home town,
Learn the language, form the words when I speak,
But he changed me, I'm his ghost since he came around,
And now I count the hours and the days in the weeks.

Passion and silence,
Every word, every line, a measure,
It's the science of the soul,
And his books, they breathe a reason and now I want to know...

Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning,
It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,
Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,
I can't go without and one of of them is him.

You, with your new born eyes,
Have you ever loved a man like I love him?
Do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?
Oh, Sophia, Sophia.

Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning,
It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,
Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,
I can't go without and one of of them is him.

I always loved this song but never bothered to find it.
She says Sophia like Sapphire man....
but its really calming laid kinda thing that sets you thinking..
especially when you're stalking around other people's facebook pictures.

Anyway...without WoW I have tonnes of free time....
and I'm beginning to settle the tonnes of unfinished business with regards to school.
I guess its just a change of attitude..
and knowing that...
damn I gotta do this...NOW!
kinda thing that's getting me going..
those 25550 days(70 years = Avg lifespan of a male homo sapien) don't last forever..
and I'm almost 1/3 through....

(8:15 AM)


Friday, June 05, 2009



The irony of Seneca's essay on the shortness of life is that,
he probably wasted alot of time writing it,
making his relative time even shorter.

Anyway, I find myself stoning in front of my computer screen once again.
When I should be doing 1 of 3 things:
1. Cleaning my dust-ridden room(the lost tombs and ruins in Indiana Jones have less dust than my room)
2. Finish up the DVD copies of my short films for distribution to the actors.
3. Finalise the proposal for a revised curriculum for the future semesters, so that we LEARN.

And still I find myself still staring at the screen,
partially obsessed with Scatman John and my persisting record of singlehood.
=p

(8:52 AM)


Monday, June 01, 2009






I found this bugger while heading to school for a screening.
Really well-groomed and damn tamed.
I couldn't just leave it wandering around the neighbourhood so I stayed around,
Waiting for my family members to come down to help look for its owner,
while I went to school.
I found out from my sister that this guy's pretty horny too....
Sniffing about female dogs,
and its hardly aggressive,
a lover, not a fighter.
Of course, now that its been returned to its owner,
it won't do anything frisky with my maltese.

And this would be the 2nd dog I've helped restore to its owner,
having found a Schnauzer earlier last year.
The ironic thing is that when my dog went missing 2-3 years ago,
I wasn't the one looking for her.
It was in the night and I was almost asleep.
All I thought was 'Good Riddance, Bitch!'
Since its number one hobby is attacking the dustbins in my house,
clawing any kind of plastic wrapping food or Puking/Shitting/Peeing
in the strangest places....

Anyway, its the first day of the internship and I'm drowning in technicalities.
But it looks like a really neat place to work at.
Nice environment with pretty friendly people.

(6:15 AM)