i not stupid.

"remember to READ MORE! if not you won't be able to improve your english, and then you will be stuck later on in life. people want to employ someone with a good command of english..."

driving down bukit timah street at an unearthly hour of 6.30am, these words went in one ear, and out the other. who can blame you? it was an unearthly hour, and you weren't fully awake. anyway, why did he ALWAYS have to REPEAT himself!? he's probably said that 3 consecutive days on the way to school already.

"mm. yeah. okay."

hurry up and get out of the car and slam the door. slam it on his words. you hate hearing those words over and over again.

YES I KNOW DAD. you feel like screaming into his ear.

I'M NOT STUPID.
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i'm thankful that i've never had to buy your time.
never had to be alone, although sometimes i wished you would just leave me alone.
you've given me all that i need, want.
shown me that i'm worth alot more.
taught and instilled in me, things that i need to know, and principles that i should know.
let me be who i am.
supported what i want to do.
told me all the time that you loved me.

now is my turn to say,
i love you too(:

yumm.

visiting 3 houses in a day is worse than i thought. humm. we USED to visit at least 5 a day? ohwell. i spent a large part of today sleeping cos i've seem to have caught the bug from the little one here. yes, it always starts with them. let's just pray and hope that my fever doesn't go up all the way to 40 like hers did. my dad keeps telling me to stop eating all the goodies, but how can i resist! i went to every single house trying the kuai lapis and divulging in ohsoyummy pineapple tarts and mee-see-YUM!
beside the wunnerful festive food, i met relatives that i've not met for over a year. it's very heartwarming to have such a close knit family. i thank God for that. well, my family and i had to tell the WHOLE story about us leaving and what do we do there at least 40 times. it gets a bit tiring.
anyway, i woke up at 8pm from my lovely slumber to wunnerful smelling, freshly baked, hot outta the oven, pineapple tarts. *drool. yumyumyumyum(:

i'm gonna miss you more than you think i will.

it's back to sleep now for me.

those days.

remind me never to take the mrt pre-festive seasons. that equals to being sardined and havepeopleswearingatyou even though it's not your fault.

okay fine. i have been having bad days. ahwell. everyone has their days.

i know that this has absolutely nothing to do with the photo, but i'm being completely random.

i like peoplewatching [i doNOT perv on guys okay.]

i miss art and thenewguitarthathasnoname, YET.

i thoroughly enjoyed today's recital. and...

she paints a new happy face everyday.

nothings wrong.

...but nothing's right either.

she walks alone.

"1,2,3,4,5...55."

that's the number of birkenstocks she's seen within 45minutes.
people stop. people stare. this little girl, walking, hands in pockets, staring at everyones shoes.

it's 6.45pm. half an hour to go. she's a little lonely. just a little. she's just the whole afternoon in the library walking up and down the aisles of endless shelves and books.

"24,25,26...8."

a tear starts to well up in her eyes. she's leaving again.

guess it'll take a little getting used to.

something that i've always wanted. now that i've got it, i just know that i would want to give it back in no time.

already, she misses them.
with all her heart.

another day.

you make it a heaven,
right here on earth.

flowers.

she started fiddling with whatever she had in her lap. she could feel his eyes on her, staring softly, as if he wanted to remember every second they spend together. she stole a quick smile and looked up. right into his dark brown eyes.

she turned away to look at an old man and his grandson having a lively, animated conversation.
why aren't we like that anymore?

"so... what were you up to today?"

she looks back at him again. he's still staring but now with a slight smile on his face.

"what?"

"i don't know." he answered.

"oh come on, stop staring." she answered, slightly irritated at his constant gaze. there they were, taking the train to shedidn'tknowwhere. worst of all, she had bothered. but he hadn't noticed.

out of nowhere, he swept the hair out of her face and put it behind her ears.

"you'vegotflowersinyourhairandyoulookabsolutelybeautiful."

so are you.

from where?

she lies awake in the dark, thinking about thinking of you.

should i? should i not? maybe i should...
decisions, decisions, decisions.
where does it all go? how would it all end? would it end? or is it just the beginning?

she tosses around in bed for the millionth time that night trying to find somewhere comfortable. it's tough to sleep with all these going through your head. it's like running, but not quite fast enough to catch up with yourself. and the hurdles are too high for her to reach...
finally, her head settles into the softness of the pillow. looking up into the ceiling painted with stars, she imagines a shooting star. she shuts her eyes quickly and makes a quick wish.

and then opening her eyes again, she smiles before turning on her side.

i'm thinking of you.

straight from the heart, as usual.

party planning.

okay. i can finally blog about what i've been up to lately. running around, calling people...
i've learnt a few things about planning.
#1. never say you don't need help.
#2. get yourself a commiTEE.
#3. networking always helps.
#4. don't think too big.
#5. try to have fun?

(:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TEE! hope you had a good one. i love youu!

p.s. now i'm gonna take a break. i think events management is a stressful job.

rainrainrain.

has anyone noticed that it's been raining since like, forever?

"and i miss you more each day."

catching up.

back to
where life is chop chop speed speed,
where the taxis are all waiting to earn your money in a proper line,
where there are traffic lights and draining systems that don't overflow,
where english is the first language,
where markets aren't as wet,
where the weather is a bit cooler,
...
...
...
back to square one.

water.

lately, i've been drinking alot of water due to the fact that nearly the whole house here is down with some sort of terrible flu that's so bad that it's been two weeks and none of them have fully recovered. full course and antibiotics and what nots. and it all started with the small one, celene. small but terrible. tsk. so in order to prevent myself from getting the bug, i've been hydrating myself like crazy since my immunity is a tad low cos of the heat. so 1.5L per day and of course, about 25 visits to the toilet (i'm exxagerating). to some extent, i think it might be affecting me on a psychological level. yes, cos i'm terribly bored here and so my mind can't help my wander away and start being paranoid about getting sick and not being able to enter singapore. somehow, it never used to be this boring. like my mum said, "the heat is just paralyzing us." maybe that's true. i guess we're all growing up too. as well as the fact that there are only 3 decent malls around here. which i've been to at least 3 times each during this holiday. and to eat good food, you gotta go during lunch, which is the craziest time of the day to be outside! you'll die of heatstroke. so, i just bum around at home. gah.

you think singapore's heat is bad, come to penang.

rainbows.

red, orange, yellow, blue, green, indigo, violet.
these are the colours of a promise(:

2006.

hello 2006.
i'm ready.
here i come!
WHEEEE! (: