flowering plant in the Northern Hemisphere
with a globe of fine filaments
children (and the wind) love to blow away...
Click on the butterflies around the dandelions to get around.
Fire your imagination, Dream in colour
a boring old hag who loves to scream her head off, mutter in gibberish, and talk to random people on the streets.
Beautiful music. Gorgeous food. the Sun.Sea.Sand. Butterflies. Dance. Movies.
Spontaneity. Laughter. Love. Courage.
The Weird, Beautiful, and Unique.
The stuff dreams are made of
the Mini Austin!
the entire collection at HMV
my spanish chef (: im gonna marry him!
more of Desigual and Koi Nobori!
the yakpak hobo bag!
A Lifetime of Musicmaking with Inspiring People
and to share this with the world
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
i hate the way technology takes over our life and manipulates and controls it. when it fails to work, it completely screws up your mood. and you just feel bloody helpless especially if youre like me, a tech idiot. well so what if im one. sometimes i wish life wasnt so dependent on technology. it might just be a much happier place. it might just be more peaceful, more caring, and yes, connected. with real connections between humans who have somehow morphed into alien like creatures. we've all become robots living a dead life in this concrete jungle, breathing in processed cold air instead of that warm rush of breeze thats filled with so much life.
and i wanna have some decent sleep. and come may, i wanna escape. in three years ive not have had a chance to spend one single day lazing around, just being a total bum. that would be a glorious luxury. now, i want to have at least one such week. just grant me that.
in the past mth. ive watched the fantastic movies like meet the robinsons and nada sou sou and Because i said so. heartwarming touching movies. i love. ive swam so much, i tenk i wanna have a pool/seaside house in future. so that everyday i can jump in and do my laps. its destress ultimate. its the best way to release all that pentup energy inside. ive gone on a mad raincoat and umbrella shopping spree hur hur...ive got a way coool candycane umbrella now. (: ive met so many new people. learnt alot from them, had a great experience working with them, or just simply meeting them, bumping into them in my life. the conductors, the choir kids with so much amusing questions and comments, the enthusiasm and high expectations they have. i got to see how different people deal with situations. and i must declare happily i love the chapalang friends ive made all over the island. the many security guards from everywhere and the cleaning aunties in nafa who quietly toil to make our school so much cleaner. kudos to them. the nydc funny guy. the crazy aunties and uncle at the sunshine printing shop. sometimes i go there just so to chat with them. my uncle victor!! the family at isle. the grannies and ahma at aroma. so many more. they bring smiles to my day. and its always fun having outings wiht nix cos we make new friends everywhere. hur hur.
things i hate when we have shouting matches at home and you get all worked up, like as if the whole world is against u. how money ends up controlling the whole world. how the world is so materialistic whether u like it or not. quarrelling. how you always say and do the things you scold me for, but you dont see it . not one bit. moblie phones. people who walk around with eyes closed and at snailissimo pace.
things that make me a happy girl retail therapy. just trying on everysinglepiece of nice clothing and shoe in each boutique. and imagine buying them all. food therapy. icecream tops todays list. moonlight beach therapy. i love going sentosa at night. sitting by the beach. getting hypnotized by the sea. the tide coming in. getting my pore-refinement treatment from ultra fine sand buryment. and talking to my ideabnk. eyecandy therapy. seeing and talking to one goodlooking guy. nice eyes, nice smile, funny stuff you say. i like the laughter too. music therapy. aka accompaniment. and listening to nice songs all over again. like beautiful by lifehouse. and eason chan. child therapy. teaching amusing kids. how they love deviating to tell u interesting stories. the sense of achievement when u get them to focus. its tiring tho. sleep therapy! knowing that i get to sleep in late the next morning tmr. bestfriend therapy. telling these best friends my ugliest secrets. i love u!
the things i hate are less than those i like. thats a good sign.
thankyou smint and ideabnk darling. and nix. peng: CCC! i cant wait! woohoo. thanks for round one.
okay. spending two hours plus online has made me happier. toodles. time for zzzz. (:
went to the columbarium today. it was nostalgic, tinged with regret that ive never gotten to know my granma. and especially, my greatgranpa. reminded of when i was doing the art project on him, his works, his contributions to sg art scene. and to the school. he was such a great man. and everytime i walk past that bust in sch, theres so much emotions. and then, we visited you. i was looking for you, when ur photo appeared suddenly. and the tears came. i only knew you for a year. but u already captured my heart so why did you have to go. u went in such a cruel manner at that. so all we're left are memories. already so distant. the computer games, the neoprints, the dumplings. and ur parents, they're left with nth.
anyhow, chambersounds went back to crescent with me and it was fun. (: talking to lil kids and all. meeting my juniors whom ive never met. hehe. and we had a great chalet. more abt that next time. but the first night was magical. a perpetual holiday continuing on to the next morning, all in the pool. our gang of mermen and mermaria, and their SEAolympic dugong gang. hur hur. doing our synchronized swimming stunts, our mermaid tail strengthening yoga, and nix's floatation campaign. and the machik trio's cleaning up exercise. the cloudgazing, enlightening talk, yada yada.
read alans blog. yea man. im gonna miss so many things that made nafa so happening and so exciting to be in. everyday was a perpetual hyperventilation for us. (:
like the vogue gang, the rpg days we had where the first two rows would be filled with red polos, black polos or white. nix's random whale moment during harmony lecture. clarence's three years of weird random outofpoint questions, making his entrance and exit out of lectures known to the whole world and his 'hot-boys' moment. ruthvioletrobertlinchunen aka spongebobsquarepants (the longest name in the class). hehe. our gossip sessions with the lecturers like dkan, ms arabesque, doctor, mr yap. hahaha...and the many tricks we played on clare, and the tricks that were played on ME!!! dammit. including the doctoring of my history portfolio, cant believe i fell for it man. maggie's relentless pursuit of penguin..kevin's self-ostracization which he thought would go un-noticed. royce's sleeping chair. ping's eye cues. all the many funny rehearsals ive had with all the musicians. me and maggie's house. the happening tuba room and com lab where gossip is exchanged and people fall of chairs. birthdays. study sessions. kopi teh sessions. makan sessions. disturbing the tuba lessons with the semiquavers. vandalisation of the noticeboards. like a huge tagboard or sth. my forever bursting locker no.22. the security guard uncles, the cleaning ladies. i love them! disturbing yohanna and teacher karen. and amy!!! and theres much more...i cant write all of it down. cos im in a rush. hehe. more to come den. but yea, i will miss nafa alot.