inspired.

You’re so God damn beautiful, I cry, before I begin to write.
You were always my dark cloud that let me stare at the sun.
And i strum my fingers gently across your skin, like I was playing the slowest love song in the world and only you and I could hear it.

I want to fight over little things with you.
I loved you before you were cool.
You are different.
You’re not the same.
Something about you stands out.
Something about you shines in the dusk.
And then my soul saw you and it kind of went “Oh there you are. I’ve been looking for you."

Making love was never about you and me in a bed.
We made love whenever we held hands.
I thought I’d found my favourite picture of me.
Then I realised it was just because you were in it, too.

I let the clock face the mirror so that each second takes me closer towards you.
Instead of further away.

The world will tell you that the way you say things is more important than what you say.
The world is wrong.
I would find you down the line with broken wings, pick you up, and swear that you would taste the sky again

the world isn’t a dream and you and I really are happening at the same time, even if it’s not in the same place.
That this is real. You’re really there. I’m really here. We’re real.

This is real.

thank you for giving me the words i couldn't say.

ups and downs.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

I Corinthians 13:4-8a

love never fails.
please repeat that to me when i'm being a bitch.

ugh, please make this day go faster.

the one.

i found him.
the one, the one which is the final piece to my life.

we met at a party, filled with alcohol. there were girls and boys, everyone was pumped with alcohol and were talking loudly. the tv was on, the lights were on, it was bright and i was lucid.

then, i was pushed against him. his white shirt was glistening under the spotlight. his hair, messy but organised. he smiled at me,

"are you alright?" he smiled.
"yes, i'm ok."
"oh, no worries, do you know anyone here?"
"ugh, not really. i don't even know the guy who owns the house. i do know, his family met elton john."
"oh my god, are you serious? how do u know?"
"it's in a photo on his tv cabinet," i point to a red frame. "there!"
"let's see!"

we peered at the photo, and then he burst out laughing.

"it's madam Tussuad's babe. oh boy, you got me excited!"
"oh!" i blushed.
"well, i would be ten times as excited as if they met margaret cho."

(well i did a margaret cho impersonation here [thanks dean!] which is too painful to show on the blogosphere)

upon seeing my impersonation, he said the magic words.

"follow me into the room."

then followed two hours of margaret cho on youtube with two of us laughing as the party raged on outside.

and after that, just as icing on the cake, he called me his girlfriend.

"girlfriend, i'll see you soon. we can't just meet this once." and he went off.



my new gay best friend is rocks.
i'm secretly training him to be a jack mcfarland.

old skool.

please don't be angry at me the next time i want to head home early after dinner or drinks.

but 和平的代價 is really too good. thank you tudou.com for bringing james lye, chenyu san san, jacintha and carol lin back into my life!

i bet all of you have these scenes at the back of your heads:
- james lye as ah cheng, blowing the trumpet at funerals
- jacintha as over dubbed indian doctor (for the life of me, i cannot remember the real doctor's name)
- xiang yun as a very convincing elizabeth choy
- rayson tan as lim bo seng
- carol lin parading naked in the streets after been raped and slapped around by her matchmade banker husband
- christopher lee eating porridge very dramatically with a metal spoon

its just really good acting, which is something we hardly see out on tv nowadays.

get lost la, little nonya (which isn't even authentic, where got nonya and baba speak cheena at home!),

this is what i call true local tv.

click goes the camera.

ok, i've given up typing in point form. back to regular scheduled programming.

dinner at villa frangipani and dessert at prive proved to be an excellent combination for a northwest night. plus kevin proved to be rather witty that night.

keppel island was very very gorgeous and the wind was just awesome. (by the way, is it just me or is s'pore getting a bit too windy for comfort?)

lines of sailboats docked at the harbour, the city lights far away, the wind in your hair and the desserts were to die for. Frangelico Ice Cream Profiterole with Valrhona Chocolate for me and Gateau Opera for kevin.

all i can say is the cakes were just perfect. everything i imagined them to be. creamy, sinful, dark and forbidden. PLUS i ran into beni who was just a darling and gave us a nice discount. THANKS BENI :) nice running into you babe.

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i love how my b&w lomo shots came out. vintage and velvety, its just so mysterious.
total cost of developing 5 rolls of film burnt a huge hole in my pocket man.

goodness, i just researched and s'pore reported a high speed wind of 15mph yesterday. that's 24kmh. wow.

ok, now SNOW.

ooh baby baby.

oh, i see baby christian is a republican. seeing you have lost the election, i should cuddle and console you even more!
(make almost unhuman cooing and gurgling noises)

1. meet baby christian!
no, my sis in law is still as preggers as before, but my cousin popped on friday. he's a nice 3.4kg and i am very much in love with him.

i spent about 2 hours cuddling him today, oh cuteness!

2. the ephrem chalet was very good and very tiring at the same time. i cannot believe we spent a total of 13 hours playing tai di and i pocketed $50 in profit.

13 hours of gambling vs 4 hours of sleep. ho sei!

3. played one of the most awesome FPS games in a long time - can you believe i played lan twice this week. could have been more. Left4Dead is s'rsly damn good.

4. got sunburnt after cycling for an hour (-_-).

5. ok, i realised i've been yo-yo-ing on the whole job thing but i have accepted a full time position and will be starting in feb. and its a job i want more than what i do now. heng ah, i waited.


ok, need to find a good popiah stall.
suggestions!

it's over and done.

lucky to have been where i have been,
lucky to be coming home again.

jason mraz + colbie caillat ; lucky.

it's been an emotionally trying week.

1. attended two funerals, one of which i very dear to me. i realised halfway that the person we were praying for wasn't just a friend's grandma, but she was also 'aunty' to me. i have actually interacted with this person, seen her lucid as well as sick.

it was a very heartbreaking.

2. went out to club.
well, not much details here except i got a tinsy been high.

3. rejected a full time job to work part time.
i hope i won't regret this decision.

4. saw a friend break up and down. but also saw the person morphed into an incredibly composed, matured and level headed individual whom i have so much respect for.
you will get through this, you know i'm here supporting you.

5. caught very frighteningly skinny Christian Bale in The Machinist (2005).
dark, dreamy and extrememly disturbing but extremely awesome.

6. Drove up to marina barrage with two of my best friends. it was windy and cold and we all were snuggled up in jackets and sweaters, taking tourist shots and huddling together. it was the nicest feeling to have two people who care about you so much be near you when you need them.
it almost felt like a holiday.

7. had to listen to a close friend talk about a very disturbing incident that has made me lose alot of respect and faith for men.
i wish you would say more than what you said to him. he doesn't deserve courtesy.

i'm very tired now.
and so, i shall sleep.

oh, pure emotion is just draining.