Tuesday, November 28, 2006

light up, light up


//I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I I feel you
I hope you comprehend

Shelved a drafted post in favour of something else. An indication that I'm still alive, despite being miserable in the freezer called school and watching the rain fall on the outside. White-washed walls, grey skies which seem to draw the colour out of all else, not much of a choice between the 2.

The days get longer, the attention span gets shorter. the lights get dim, and your brain almost feels the same way.
And I do all I can to keep myself sane.
even if it means indulging in copious amounts of food,

and proceeding to be all touristy at cityspace. wahwah, damn nice!
Not before Carrie's transformation, from terrorist

to tai tai ( with her hairclip, kal's shawl and my mum's shoes)

We tried, to live the chi chi lifestyle. oh how absolutely faaabulous, daaaahling. But ended up Rushing to the window to look at the view 70 floors above ground, melting to the vocals of the night,popping cashews non stop into the mouth.
I tried, I really did, to stop myself from being such a hopeless romantic. But I suppose, the operative word as always, is "tried".



for the alcoholic in all of us

Amazement which extended to the washroom


i'll be counting down the days, till the next time i sit and feel free.
all those words unsaid.

//But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed

wen at 12:11 PM

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Sunday, November 12, 2006

you look so fine and i really wanna make you mine.

thank you dear for dinner tonight. our usual crash course live update. a little angsting done, some wine-ing(and more) and dining, some bonding done.
[keep the faith ,babe, and hell yea, maybe its about time to outsource.investments, a dangerous thing] *hugs*

lots of emo rock tonight by unexpected. lots of head bopping and singing along.
Highway run Into the midnight sun

I thought my birthday week was over. but no, I got dragged on stage together with another 'real' birthday girl; danced with some random dude who was single for the night; got a birthday song from the entire walas.
thanks. so much.

Isn't it ironic how life plays out like a black and white motion picture in your mind? How the most random of things trigger off the most unlikely of memories.

as my memory rests/but never forgets what i lost.

//Anything goes but don't blink you might miss

wen at 3:04 AM

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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

isn't it ironic, all i want is to get hooked.


The passing of one day, the reaching of the big 2-0.
Many thanks to everyone who made this special in so many ways, the expected wishes which made me smile, the unexpected wishes which made my day, the wishes which came before, on and after the day itself, wishes even halfway around the world and the people who spent it with me. yay. to all of you.

I effectively drank my birthday away.
1 champagne cocktail +some beer+ 1 graveyard= a very stoned and red me.

there was a 5 second lag before i realized that EIC was singing a birthday song for me (awesome!! though there must have been something lacking at timbre cuz i thought they were alot more charming at walas but still great all the same. )
Then they did my number 1 song on itune and my favourite song to drive to with the windows down. thank you.
All that I ever was Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
at least i managed to make it to a relatively empty zouk (chouk) without falling asleep before that and downing another apple shooter.

Sometimes, its all about the feeling, its all about the vibes.
i'll appreciate every little thing.
everyone who came for dinner on saturday,the effed up soup, the excruciatingly long wait for the waiters to get our food, the photo whoring at the table, the damn hard but yummilicious birthday cake. happifying times.

the perks of being the birthday boy

Even the one bottle of jim bean at chijmes where i realized that the crazy inflation of price of mixers( i'll smuggle my own next time) and learnt that seating and fengshui has nothing to do with your luck when you play scissors paper stone or zong ji mi ma or cai quan for that matter.

For all guys, its time to learn from the staff at dolce vita cuz they sure know how to make a girl feel like a million bucks.
1. get her on a bubbly high ( ie toast the girl with champagne)
2. surprise her ( get all the waiters to surprise her with a birthday cake and song)
3. its the little things that matter (ie write her a card)

4. get her on a sugar high( ie get her complimentary dessert)
desserts

5. give her lots of attention( ie. get the cute chef to wish her happy birthday too)
***
wouldn't it be nice to be able to string every single thought of yours into nice prose without having to angst about having the most random of thoughts and then wonder why your brain is acting up in the middle of the night in a quiet playground.
all those possibilities that once were and possibilities to- be.

the quiet yearning of a heart.the urge to make the wrong things right. the wish for all things to be happy and free.

the need to get out of rut. well, lets make it an urgent need. bah. humbug.

and somedays, all you need is a hug and some loving.

[reminds me oh when the judge asked me during my mock trial with all seriousness, " so,miss ong, when girls say yes, they mean no?"]
//Stars lookin at our planet watching entropy and pain
And maybe start to wonder how the chaos in our lives could pass as sane
I've been thinking bout the meaning of resistance, of a hope beyond my own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent begin to look like home

wen at 11:29 PM

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