Pffft.

I have no idea how many times a year I do this. But I guess when I start thinking about going back home, and seeing people that I've not seen for a year, perhaps half a year, it's long enough to start thinking if they're still the people you know. Then you start to remember times you had, things you went through together, both good and bad, then you get all sad and everything... okay. Not always. But still, everyone has those times, and I suppose today's one of those days.

And it happens the most often when I'm writing my papers. I wonder if the people back home have got it bad as well. I start thinking what they've been up to and whether things will be different when you go back. Will be room be still the same vibrant colour, or would it have faded away just a little bit more? The pictures on my wall, would they speak the same 1000 words or would they have lost some?

Things never stay the same. But you know that there are some people, no matter what has changed, they'd still be the same ol' same ol'. I'lll still be able to depend on you guys to put a smile on my face, laugh with me, cry with me. Same ol' same ol'.

To all those taking A's this year, meaning my whole batch, yes you guys, all the best for A's. You'll be in my heart, and definitely my prayers.

PS. Those taking exams in Melbourne too. I haven't forgotten lah. Ditto.

Lil' Miss Sunshine.

It is amazing how one family can be so screwed up but together at the same time. Its the kind of show that you would find so predictable, the word that film critics entirely hate, but it strings you along with its series of ups and downs that you just can't help but find it ironically enough, unpredictable.

Abigail Breslin put up a star performance as did the rest of the cast, the the direction was really amazing. Jonathan Dayton and Valerie Fairs did a fantastic job setting up the characters one by one but so surely and set that no one can go wrong.

There's so much in this film, that makes it real life, but at the same time so fictional that you can't ever imagine that happening to your family. They find solutions in the funniest of places and never ever give up. Even when the going gets so tough.

And then at the end of it, it doesn't really matter whether you win or not, because if you know that you can win, you already are a winner. There's alot more that matters in this life, yes, even more than winning.

Allstar.

To the bestest crew ever: [Daryl, Leeway, Justin, Eddie, Jason, Leong Hui]
Thank you SO MUCH for the endless filming days and putting up with my control freakiness! Especially when it came to bugging you guys to start doing work! Hehe. You guys have been the best to work with and I couldn't ask for more really. Thank you so much for putting in all you guys had, including the sleepless night[s], and brains that eventually got radiated. I had so much fun working with all you creative people, I would do it again. Although my body right now is telling me not to. For all the laughter and non tension times that we had, [actually come to think of it we never argued eh?] for the cleaning up messes and praying SUPERDUPER hard we hadn't lost the file, the housewiving around the place... there's just too much.

Special thanks to Em and Vina for helping out with the lovelyveryveryROCK awards and JonLee for letting us 'advertise' his space and letting us stay there to work on the videos! Jess and her hospi team, and our bouncers, John Maher and Chee! You guys rock lah! Joel who provided the pre-awards entertainment, Debs, for leading such a ROCKING worship and the band! Woohoo! Nic and Eric, if not we'll have no sound! And to so many others who made this possible. All you ROCKSTARS!

To my two housemates: For putting up with me not being home...Hehe. I know you guys miss me. Hurhur. But really, for just believing that I could do it(:

Mostly, thank you all for your hearts that were so willing to sacrifice time, and I think thank you is not enough to testify to God's grace and providence that we've seen during this time. But... Thank You Lord.

Now is time for another race to run, not as fun though.

But I will hope in the Lord, because that holds more than dreams for tomorrow.

Hiatus.

Okay, it has come to that time of the semester again where, I will say:

"Mish is going on a blog hiatus."

But what actually happens is that I will blog more because I am stressed and terribly frustrated and blahhh.

Well, this time, I'm here to say that I might actually be disappearing for a while because I will be squeezing all the inspiration [crossed fingers] into my assignments and other, rocker, sim-ming things.

Well, and it's over the hedge and beyond the sunset.

It's 4pm.

I wonder why the silence doesn't kill you more since you're already dead inside. Deaf to the rest of the world, the pounding stillness shakes the muse that rose up from bittersweet feelings and tainted lies.

Why does it kill you to say just that, and...

Argh. Forget it. Frustration is too time consuming.

Just don't remember.

The two words.

Perserverance & More than conquerors

Okay. I know that's more than two words.

Stories for another day.

Just recently, since it is coming to the end of the year, and I'll be moving on to year two [oh the horrors!] I was just thinking the other day. Where are all of us going to be in five years time? Okay. Make that like, seven. Will we still be friends? Here or in Singapore? Malaysia or the Coast? Married? Kids?

I'd like to think that I would be somewhere in the middle of earning my first million. Or at least somewhat establishing my career. Going to work in a nice car [not a chillipadi one okay!], wearing jeans and teeshirts and looking cool, listening to keeping up with lastest things. Walking into Coffee Bean to get the morning does and then walking into a nice colourful office filled with photos and drawings.

Reality check: That's not going to happen anytime soon. But ohwell. I can work for that hey?

As in yesterdays film, part of being a human is change. To keep up with times, change. To make a difference, change. To believe, change. To learn, change.

We've all finished with the college chapter of our lives, and then comes the uni part which I'm still in. Then comes to HUGE one, working. Big transitions. Bigger decisions.

Biggest God. I am amazed to realise that in all these, there will still be Him.

It's not going to be an easy seven years, I know that. Even ten years. It's not going to be easy. But with You, I can make it.

I can't wait to see what's in store.
Maybe they are just stories for another day.

Reality check: Again. Yes. Back to work. Gah.

Departed: depart.

Here I am, sitting in film class, typing a film review. Well, kinda anyway.
The Departed was a highly entertaining film, but I'm not sure if in the right way. Beside the script in which every line was punctuated with the 'f' word, the American culture was clearly portrayed I must say. The storyline which was a direct take from the Hong Kong film Infernal Affairs, so nothing much can be said about that cos it was of course really good.

Ahwell, I shall stop rating The Departed against Infernal Affairs but I truly was disappointed with the direction and everything. It felt as it they just filmed this whole big blockbuster for the sake of having a stellar cast and a huge poster on the billboard. There was never a time during the show that was heightened enough to be considered a climax. Except probably the scene where Cotigan was nearly found out in Costello's gang. All in all, I say a 4/10 at the max.

We're studying Japanese Anime today. So it's back to that for now.

Loneliness.

I will watch the sun go down
On me
And the rest of my thoughts
Will be hidden in my heart

Deep down inside
For only You to know
This quiet beating organ
is Yours

To find You in the stillness
My one desire
As Your love and grace
Keeps me alive

TommyFest.

Yes, that was what it was called, as cheesy as it might sound. When you have five brilliant guitarists [one ukelele actually-Jake!], a double bassist all in Dallas Brookes Convention Centre, what you get is a stringsoundfest really. It was practically insane to have all these talents stand up there all at once and blow your mind away with their fingerpicking techniques! I really could not see their fingers moving across the fretboards really. That's how fast they are.

Sigh, things like that can really put inspiration the wrong way around. Or rather, it comes the wrong way round. Alike to those cliched speeches you hear people make about being inspired by so and so to come thus far, I felt like that tonight. But after the interval, I think it might actually have gotten into me that maybe I'm not cut out to be one of those crazy guitarists. I have small hands, short fingers, very little mental power and determination. Hmmm, put all those things together and you get, me.

I guess things like that can really turn around.

Like how by the end of the night, I am inspired, not by people, well yeah, partially, but most of all, by God. Just thinking at how one day He will use me for His own higher purpose has motivation within itself.

Well, I am learning to be inspired by His grace everyday.

P.S. Everyone, I'm not sure when I'll be able to get Day Three of Operation Taz up!

Coming Soon.

27th Oct 2006
Will rock you.

Another post about tomorrows.

While tomorrow seems weary and long, take heart that today was once, tomorrow.

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I honestly think that my vocabulary is seriously lacking. I can use the same word twice within a sentence and that doesn't seem to work in my favour when it comes to essays. Especially creative writing ones. Ahwell, the state of my room and computer now is messy. With a capital M. Reflects that state of my mind eh. Oh, we had a really good dinner at HangGukGuan today, the korean place! It was a lovely time for getting to know people much better and making holiday plans! I am rather excited. Except that I can't seem to see past my 6Nov deadlines. Rarr. Inspiration come now!!!

Sunshine.

She sat down on the huge lawn just behind the clock tower in Uni just the other day. Taking in the student scene, everything was just a buzz. Busy bees running about, rushing from some place to the other. People laughing and playing in the sun. She kicked off her well worn sneakers and lay back on the warm grass. Looking up, she saw leaves and leaves looking down on her. If I put my legs up in the air, maybe it'll feel like I'm walking in the sky, she thought. She chuckled to herself.

As she enjoyed the warm sunshine burning into her skin, she took in everything before her. It's been awhile since she had this kind of time to sit around and just listen. Her thoughts and her. That was all that was in the world now. Time to muse, time to inspire.

Time to make all things beautiful.

Opiniated.

That's what I should be right now, and I stand up for what I think.

Do not like Op-eds.

Half of forever.

"Have you ever wondered what half of eternity is?" she asked him with curious eyes. As they sat under stars with dewey grass under them, it felt like tomorrow had come too soon.
"No." he answered in honest tones. She loved it when he never knew things. It made her feel, more intelligent. The silence melted in the air, and they savoured each moment as it dripped away. It was more than comfortable. They knew that the much they had to say, could be said without being heard. And that's the way they liked it. The clock striked twelve, and it was time to say goodbye to that moonlit night.

"Maybe half of eternity is..." she trailed off, not knowing what she really wanted to say, struggling to find something to fill in the blank.

He smiled, and looked her in the eye, and said gently, "Maybe half of eternity is forever."

Rar.

Sorry guys, another to-do list, and another madeformorethanfeeling posts.

I have tonnes to do. I should do them. Like now. So that I can feel better about myself. Get outta my comfy bed and startstartstart. I'm still in holiday mood. Sigh. This holiday is so nowhereinthemiddle cos it's two weeks! It's firstly too short to really kick back and relax and seriously do nothing, but it's long enough to get myself outta the holiday mood. Ohwell. Hehe. Anyway, four more weeks till endoftheschooling year for me. Means I'm gonna be year two. Wow. I am getting old aren't I?

Ahwell. "I'm sitting here wondering why my tea has gone cold" [Quote Detective Somerset], once again. Lost in my own world, lost in things that maybe shouldn't matter so much. While the blue skies are inviting enough for me to fly away for just today, I stick my feet to the ground so that I'll be around.

Exciting things to look forward to this week and next [TommyTommy!] and Operation Taz Day Three update. I might end up chunking the days together cos of the lack of photos I suppose. But, till later.

The guitar strings are getting rusty, it's time to sing a love song to You.