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10:28 PM raggedy muse
8:14 PM the family is now at home watching the new year countdowns (taiwan's and japan's biggest ones. all hail SCV cable television) 2006. hmm, 2006. been a pretty good year on the whole. yes yes. got closer with friends, had lots of wonderful productions, met lots of great people, had my first taste of something i have never dabbled in before. there were the highs and lows, all of which i am grateful for. here goes my list of important people in 2006. MICH LAI. she will always be important, period. she's the constant, something always there to fall back on. a bit like family. you might not always hang out together or what not, but you're always there. :D ZERUI. we are sorta like friends that probably wouldn't have been under normal circumstances. but being in the same rs group, and getting to know each other's problems, which at the time we could both relate to, caused us to bond. we might drift apart now that our place in life may be a little different, but always know that you meant something to me. and i wish you all the very best dearie. FANGXUN. hmm. shes knows i love her. and she does love me too, i hope. ha. our relationship, is not quite conventional. if you told us to hang out alone, we probably would be at a loss for what exactly to do. we just don't exactly do the same things, or have the same interests. but at the same time, you put us alone, and we are able to talk about things that are a little deeper inside, things that you wouldn't exactly chat about with just an aquaintance. put us alone, and we share things that probably only the closest people to you would know. we are not exactly the bestest of friends, i am not mistaken, but there is a unique bond there somewhere. and i thank you. WEISHAN. the most adorable bumbum friend one could have. most comfy to hug, most comfy to blabber with, most comfy to go to the toilet with (sounds weird). loveeesssss. SIANYING. she'll probably say 'eeeeyyyyeeeerrrrr, yucks' if i ever try to hug her, and puke if i say that i love her. but yah, she's the most one-of-kind person that has the most unique and disarming charm to most around her. and although she appears to be mean to me and makes fun of me, honestly, she has been quite nice most of the time when it mattered. MAVIS. thanks for being my table partner for the year. and i was really touched when you said that i was your first true friend in RGS. i will always be, if you ever bother to look me up. hahaa. NOO. a friend honest and true. JOOOOO. adorable. SHES MINE. GO AWAY. SO IS FANG AND SHAN. GO AWAY. ALVIN. how on earth i became remotely close to you i am not quite sure, maybe cos you were really nice to me first. but you are a great friend and a gentleman (even though quite a perverted one at too many times) and i will reaaaallllyyyyy miss you when you jet off to america. now my trusty lawyer will be thousands of miles away and quite weak as a threat to mean people. DEREK. haha, what can i say. you will always mean something to me. i wish you the very very best. YTSA'S. i really enjoyed your company, and although it really was quite a while ago, thank you and all the best. ACT 3 PEPS. MISS J ADORES YOU ALL. TERESA i haven't known you for long, but my stint at mango was alot more fun with you around. heh. i honestly hope i haven't left out anyone. i have stepped out of 2006 a person more confident, more ready to meet with whatever life may roll upon me. a person more unlikely to be angsty and depressed, a person who still almost always never cries. life has been considerably good to me. :) no new year resolutions specifically, just a hope for more better things ahead. happy new year all my beloved. and selamat hari raya! we must always remember our multi-cultural nature as a nation. grins. raggedy muse
9:17 PM the day was spent filming till early afternoon, and then the rest of the day helping kin wai (one of the rj film people) look for a short skirt as a present for his classmate. he was introduced to the wonders and dark secrets of women clothing by semi-guru, me. and yes, specifically SHORT SKIRT. hahahaa, for their class wants to see her in one. the perverse minds of boys. supposedly she has nice legs. tsk tsk. hahaaha. went to visit teresa again! heh. hmm, maybe shall go visit her and weishun tmr. i havent started making alvin's gift. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i'm still reveling from the fact that i will reappear for all my RJ comrades when i am supposed to have disappeared. I'll Be BACCKKK. muahaha. raggedy muse
11:14 PM i just realised, that this film proj im helping my senior out with, is a short movie thing for RJ film week, and seems to be the main highlight of the film society's works. And it will be mass screened for all the J1's and whoever else. WTH. hey everyone. you'll staring at my face soon enough on big screen. it'll be screened end of Jan. and you can ogle and laugh all you want cause I WONT BE THERE. I'LL BE OGLED AT BY THE WHOLE OF RJC, all my batch mates and classmates and bleah. on second thought, maybe i'll be like, high profile from then on. maybe i might just get a taste of fame. yes, i know, im thinking too much. HAHAHA. my ego has been getting boosted these few days. i got complimented for being cute today, like an honest compliment, not some sarcarstic comment. i swear. ask tianni. he said: "I really think you are very cute. Like, its a compliment." hahaa. and that i am damn helpful and really lovable. oh, and that i would make a good wife (like 3 times) and tianni's exclaimation that i am a damn good actress. also it seems, someone interested in getting know me from teresa's display pic. HAHAHAHAAA. Then you tell this to sianying, and she'll probably give a loud snort, and say, "Yin Ling, I think you're ugly." Or something to that effect. And my bubble will diminish in size. And i'll go back to good ol' inferior me. :) Don't worry, i'm quite sure i'll never quite get full of myself. Its kinda hard to when there's not all that much to be full about. hahahahaaaaa. and there is a problem. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO ACT AS IF I CRUSH A 14 YEAR OLD WHO LOOKS QUITE PRE-PUBESCENT. i'm having trouble now. everyone on the team says we look more like brother and sister. HELPPP. i need to wake up early for tmr. goodnights. raggedy muse
9:01 PM today was a rainy rainy day. my shoes from beijing, with authentic PAPER (or semi paper like) bottoms made my feet really soaked. The shoes will survive, they are pretty sturdy, but they are seriously unsuitable for singapore's weather. but they are prretttyyy. pout. went to watch Night in The Museum with sianying, lester and eddie at cathay today. it wasn't half bad. entertaining. i would say at least worth the money. I want to watch Shrek 3! the trailer looks hilarious. and honestly, why have the guys been dragging us around while they shop instead of the other way round. seriously, why are they the ones with shopping bags in their hands? hahahaaa. ah yes. the title caught your attention? ha. shooting starts tomorrow. and yes. i have romance scenes with a 14 year old actor. ok not anything over the top, but yes, the relationship is near romantic. i have to hug him, like, a few times it seems, looking at the script. and the director says that i will initiate the hugs cos the boy is shy. hahahahahahahahaahahaaa. no, i am no paedophile, and sadly, younger men don't turn me on in any other manner except for the brotherly xiaodidi affection. so wasted. HAHA. and my role has lots of teary scenes, which will be a challenge, considering most of my roles have been loud and cheery ones, far from teary. and also acting on stage and film are quite different things. acting for a camera and a huge live audience is a different thing. but i like challenges. wheee. just hope i dont give the director a headache. it seems tianni has lots of faith in me and my abilities to cast me in this role. let's try not to let her down. heh. we'll see we'll see. the film is about time travel, taking over the world, wits and revenge. (i honestly hope i got that right scriptwriter tianni) named 'The Futurists'. oh my role dies in the end. ha. i die saying : "Sky, I.. I want you to know.. I.. I love you." ^.^v p.s. I FINALLY GOT THE LETTER FROM AC. scare me. hahahaha. i got the one from RJ too btw hahaa. RJ's one has 3 pieces of paper while AC's one is one sheet. lol. p.p.s. i will miss all you kids in rj. hook some ri guys on my behalf. (i am kidding) GOODBYE ELITE. raggedy muse
10:44 PM little pockets of interesting information. i almost walked up the wrong escalator AGAIN. i think i am blind or something. i actually updated my mouldy friendster account. my teeth are now mint green and pale yellow. more like my braces are. haha. the first thing i see on friendster is my face on teresa's profile. hahahahahaaaaa. we cam whored in the store on my last day :D my teeth hurt. did i say that yet? mich says school starts next wednesday, but ACJC hasnt told me anything! and i am getting a little worried. bleah. my teeth still hurt. i shall go check the letter box now to see if there is any notification. --- raggedy muse
1:59 AM merry christmas. spent the day out with the bunch (sianying, lester, eddie, yaoxian, jonathan) getting alvin's farewell present, or so was the official aim. but in fact me and sianying got dragged around by the guys shopping half the time. how odd. haha. i actually think it was a pretty good gift. one of those remote control toy helicopter thingamajigs that supposedly can fly up to ten storeys high! looks pretty fun. went to kajiao my mango kakhis. heh. boy-crazy lively teresa (who currently has the hots for the guy working at DKNY on the 2nd floor of isetan named ian. everyone is in a frenzy over him. for some reason) and sji canoe-ist wei shun! i shall miss them. along with weixian, vanda, vicki, PANG ben (who called me da-lu mei or china girl grrr) my stint at mango has got me accustomed to standing for long periods of time (i.e. 4-5 hours) without sitting, so when everyone else was complaining to find a seat and sit down, i realised i wasn't even tired. heh. i could stand another 2 hours if i needed to. GRINS. dinner was pretty eventful. we finally decided on eating at cafe cartel after an arduous look for food, and as always when you eat with alvin, you complain about unsatisfactory service and in return get various perks. writing notes on the receipt for the manager to CALL ME helps as well. haha, wonder what he will get this time. and it has been concluded that i really eat alot for a girl. yes, i finished the whole set of pork ribs all by myself. ^.^v -- In a tiny room, People can pace. Emotionless, And without acknowledgement. In this non-sensical world of a swirl Paths twist and turn, criss-cross. We pace, In that tiny room. Yet some people find that hand to grab onto Amongst so many, Before that shadow swooshes by. Some people manage to hang onto And imprint that face, And a smile, Before it gets lost in the cold mess once more. They touched that hand, As they passed each other. And in that tiny moment, The world paced all so slow, And time paused for a little while. I tried to hold that hand i felt, I reached for it as it almost passed. But i felt that hand let go, That finger sliding off mine. The world continues pacing, The people around me have hands to hold, Hands they have touched and want to hold. Hands that they don't want to let go of. Hands waiting to be touched and held. Hold my hand, would you? And we continue pacing. Hold my hand. And not let go so soon. I would like to remember your face. I would like to pace not so alone this time. In the tiny room, We pace. In the tiny room, You can't be too far away. In this tiny room, You are so far away. -- it's odd that i am up till this late. raggedy muse
10:48 AM its the morning of christmas eve. i have brushed my teeth, but i haven't gotten down to bathing. which is odd, for the first thing i usually do when i wake up is hit the shower. there's nothing much to say here, just that the only thing that i would really like for christmas, has near impossiblity of fufilling itself. but i suppose its quite fine, i suppose i already have everything else. one cannot be too greedy, right? anyhow, what makes this wish more likely to be fufilled just because its christmas? but since its the eve of christmas, i would like lots of people to know that i love them, i miss them, or will miss them. however far away. figuratively and literally. i'll be working till 10 in the night today, so when i'm heading home, i'll pass by the orchard road lights, people and festivities. if i didn't have work, i'll probably ask some friends to head down to esplanade with me, they are having some celebrations there as well. but its a little irritating that too many of my good friends are attached anyhow, haha. like seriously. hehe. but i'll probably come home, and me and my sisters will light the rotary candle thingamajig that alvin gave me for christmas. he gave the same thing to all the kids by the way. (kids : sianying, lester, eddie etc etc. adults: his parents, lester's parents, fangxun etc etc) its kinda fun to see the thing turning by itself with the candle litted beneath. its pretty quaint. we'll probably watch some christmas movie, or sing some silly christmas carols. which honestly isn't bad. no matter what, i will never be lonely. not when i am at home. thats why, i think i am an advocate of having more than one kid. won't it be so lonely to be alone in the house everyday?? haha, alright, i'm digressing. have a lovely christmas eve everyone. and merry christmas. raggedy muse
9:35 PM nakanai yo mukashi kimi to mita kirei na sora datta kara nakitai yo todokanai omoi wo kono sora ni raggedy muse
3:08 PM im having a headache trying to find girls to go for alvin's cat high boys bbq. i think i have given up. i bought tolkien's 'The Hobbit'! yay. at a second hand bookstore in exellent condition. wahaha. my beloved daoyan (director) tianni ('skymud') has casted me in her film society's project! so exciting. i'll get to work with my biantai(perverted) daoyan again. :) its my off day today! whee. someone whose shoes are in my possesion has went MIA again. i swear we're never going to exchange our belongings by this year. i still haven't bought new school shoes and bag for next year. i am officially out of RJ. just went to get the transfer memorandum signed. i miss weishan. should i extend my work for another week? raggedy muse
8:32 PM Planetarium - Ai Otsuka raggedy muse
11:10 PM MICH LAI IS GOING TO AC TOO. HAHAHA. so far, i know of 2 people going to ac along with me, mich lai and melvin chew (who has disappeared for a while and finally called about returning my daddy's pants and my sandals from loong loooong ago), people whom i relatively like, so hey, its starting to seem fun. i bet though, that i will definitely bump into hordes of primary school mates. hmm. i took the leap of faith, and flung myself into the unknown, and i know i won't regret it. throw away all the Book Of Norms to Follow, i rather try than stay the way things are. we may fail terribly flat on our faces, but i'll take the chance rather than let things stay the way it is. work was tiring. my knees feel weak and numb, feet hurt. worked till 10 tonight, tmr im on the late shift again. whee. but work's quite fine i suppose, i'll live. :) people there are nice, and speak lots of chinese. no problem for me. HEE. tonight i miss you. as every night. raggedy muse
8:33 PM Terrible Methods to Pick Up Girls: 1. Coming up to the girl and pretending to be in dire need of knowing the time. Lame. 2. Talk so softly that the girl can't hear you anyway 3. Trying somehow to get closer to the girl, a supposed handshake turns into a 30 sec hand grip. And its worse when freaky odd guys use these methods. I don't like freaky odd guys. I think i was too polite to freaky odd guy for my own good.
He followed me all the way to the mrt and i eventually slipped away. I was freaked. Eee. what a way to start the day. -- My feet hurt from standing allll day. During the hectic sale, keeping the displays in order is a never-ending and unfruitful task. But i have it easier than those who have to do full shifts. So not complaining, as yet. Heh. Its one energy-consuming job, i make sure to stuff myself every meal or not i would for sure get hungry very soon. whee. i swear, all the money made will in the end go into food. I'll literally eat my pay away. i'm beat. very beat. i also accidentally went for the wrong shift today. heh. raggedy muse
4:14 PM i would like to make a couple of shout-outs. i.e. i would like to shout some things out. 1. I AM OFFICIALLY GOING TO ACJC. 2. ALVIN IS LEAVING ON THE 8TH OF JAN. AH. AH. 3. I AM NOT AN RJ REJECT. I REJECTED RJ! HOW COOL IS THAT. 4. HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS. The rest of whatever left i would like to shout-out should not be placed on a public domain as such. Anyhow, they are placed all over this blog, so read and infer. or ignore. yay. okie, i'll go head along and watch ouran or gokusen or something. i only have one weekday off each week, so i'm gonna slack it away fully. cheers! raggedy muse
1:23 PM hellos! started work on monday, and yesterday was quite a busy one, preparation for the sale. i'm sure my arms will come out really toned after this stint (:D) i'm really glad im not a spoilt brat who doesn't lift a finger at home. come visit! have lunch with me! wisma isetan mango, i'll be there all the 2 weeks. oh yesh, girls, mango sale starting on the 14th! up to 50%! wahaha. i've hid the ones i liked some where in the store. kidding. today is the 13th, and i'll be going to register at acjc in about.. an hour? heh. yep, i think i have decided. yeps yeps. christmas is round the corner, are all of you getting into the mood yet? and although i have walked down orchard road for what must be more than a few hundred times, i still never get bored of it. just walking down. breathe in the bustle, under the lights and the night sky. i must find a bunch to walk down city hall or somewhere else. christmas lights, shouldn't be missed. raggedy muse
9:11 PM My grandma was one of the daughters of a rich family, who lived in a big house and lead a fairly comfortable life. She was also fairly pretty. Despite this, she wasn't a princess who was waited upon hand and foot. On the contrary, her mother was extremely strict, and expected tough chores to be done, and done impeccably at that. My grandma always had the rebellious steak in her. My grandfather was poor man, who worked in one of the first Bata shoe shops back in the days. He was neither rich nor good-looking, my mother would sometimes laugh when recounting that her father had bo-gey teeth and a wide, dark face. He was also ten years older than my grandma. But he was a good man. My grandma, against her family and her mother, insisted on marrying a poor shoe salesman. She was disowned by her family the day she married my grandfather. My grandparents lead a pretty hard life, the income of a shoe salesman wasn't quite enough. And they had more mouths to feed as time went by. My mother, the third child, was born in a small village in Malaysia, Batu Bahar, extremely underweight and malnourished. The doctor said that she wouldn't live more than a few weeks. My mother remembers that the village had no electricity, and was extremely dark in the night. My grandparents had 5 children. Despite all these, they had always lead a content life, and my grandmother had never once regretted or complained about her decision the day she married my grandfather. Now the children are all grown up, all successful in their own right, and they have 13 grand children, the oldest being 20, the youngest being 3 years old. And till this day, my grandma will ask, "is your ah gong still walking behind?", and my grandpa would help my grandma down the steps of our car. Far, was never too far. Not the distance in looks, not the distance in status, not the distance in age . None of this is made up. None of it was ever too far. raggedy muse
11:33 PM Both my sets of grandparents just had their 50th anniversary this year. Imagine living with a person for 50 full years. "is your ah gong behind?", in hokkien of course, as if afraid that ah gong would lose his way two steps behind us. My other grandma would never fail to remind us, " kan ah gong hor", or 'look out for ah gong'. My ah gong, can't see very well. He is pretty fit and tough, quite good-looking when he was younger, pretty tall, but his eyesight is no longer sharp, and often can't tell the height difference between steps or will overlook a crevice. And really, that's what its all about, isn't it. That's what its all about when we say, 'I look forward to growing old with you.' raggedy muse
11:33 AM BLEAH. it's not everyday you get to start over on a entirely fresh slate, break the mould and start anew. it's not everyday that a vision of unlimited possibilities and opportunity await you. it's not everyday you have to leave all your beloved friends and venture into the wide vast unknown absolutely alone and apprehensive, not knowing what lies ahead. it's not everyday you leave the security of familiarity and guarantee, for possibility. in essence, that is why i'm torn. it is impossible not to be swayed by the words of others, not when you haven't found a firm standing. at this point i really wish for there to be someone, who can stand behind me, go all out to support one of these decisions, and give me faith. but there is no such someone. yes, all my friends and family will support my eventual decision, whichever i make. but the ball is solely in my hands, and the decision made is a lone one. now i'm a little tempted to start pulling my hair off, but nah. haha, not me. i'm more inclined to look for another sweet short jap drama to immerse myself in. just finished the 9 episodes of hana yori dango, or another version of the adaptation of the same manga as Meteor Garden. yes, F4. but this one is short, sweet and thoroughly enjoyable. go to http://www.crunchyroll.com, its a video sharing site, not very different from youtube, except its anime-centered and its videos are higher quality and can play for longer. a usual youtube clip has a limit of 10 mins, but this one can play one full episode of any drama. like more than half an hour. so manga and anime fans, this is haven. go have a look. it also holds popular jap, taiwanese and k dramas. but i think their collection of anime is pretty impressive. right. haha. i'm gonna mull and hope something pops up like a flash of inspiration. i have till the 13th. HELP. BLEAH. raggedy muse
7:24 PM quirky one-liners placed on t-shirts: 1. Flattery Operated 2. Let's commit the perfect crime. I'll steal your heart and you'll steal mine. 3. I like them in all shapes and sizes. 4. All I want for Christmas is two boyfriends. 5. Good girls go to heaven, Bad girls go down under. 6. Bad girls go to hell, Good girls go nowhere. 7. Some say that I look like a god. Too bad it's Buddha. 8. Boys are a good source of protein. 9. Single and Looking. gf/bf. --- I am THOROUGHLY CONFUSED about my jc choice once more. forget about the 'i am not fickle' thing. this decision decides the fate of my next two years and chances to uni. it involves friends, passions, security and a hell to many factors. too important not to be a little fickle about. yes yes, i am trying to weigh them. on a very delicate scale. HEY GOOD NEWS (OR BAD FOR SOME, ok fine many heh.) i still may be heading for rj. bleah. HELP, someone help me talk it out. sigh, i'll just sleep on it. but i believe what dearie shanny said. 'don't worry, i don't think you'll regret either decision' i know that. i just need to figure out what i want. imagine myself screaming to fangfang : FANG, IM GOING TO RJ ANYHOW. she'll probably be like : WHAT?! I THOUGHT I GOT RID OF YOU. DARN. sigh. but she loves me, deep, deep x 100000 inside. she wrote to me so. whee. maybe its me walking in wrong directions too often ( i did that 4 times consecutively today, it must have been the hunger), or maybe doing stuff like attempting to go up the escalator which was going downwards, unintentionally. (count once today) or maybe its the weird noises i reportedly make. (the random screeches and out-of-nowhere loud sighs, count erm 4 times? i think like er 5 or 6 times.) maybe thats why people love me. DEEP DEEP DEEP inside. is that a good thing or a bad thing? hmm. its ok. I STILL LOVE YOU ALL. p.s. how do i sew a soft toy whale??? raggedy muse
9:48 PM raggedy muse
10:46 PM tralalalala.. i just feel like singing that, for absolutely no reason at all. 'and gaaaayyyyyyyy!' wheeeeeeeeeeeee. Curtain call And let the crescendo rise, Wave your hands majestically, Puff your chest out and glow in the limelight. Imagine a thousand set of hands applauding, A standing ovation, An endless sea of admiration and flashing lights, Just for you. And for one magical moment, You Are on the Top of the World. Beneath your feet, Your insecurites, Your lonely nights in the incessant silence, Your bottomless pit of insurmoutable doubt. You breathe in so deep, That you can almost taste it. And all you can hear is the whir of the applause, Ringing, Forever lasting, Or so it seems. Orgasmic. If only it did last a little longer. And the curtain falls, Back down. And all that is left, Is darkness. And all that is left of the crescendo, Is the sound of silence. alrighty, now i didn't plan on creating that. haha. fortunately, i do not sustain my life on the moment of magic during curtain call. the moment of applause is not all i live for, so when the curtain falls, there is more than darkness and silence. light shines everywhere! yay. i still feel pretty and witty and ggaaaaayyyyyyyy. for no particular reason, except that, well admittedly, life is pretty good for me. no reason why i shouldn't feel like singing 'gaaaayyyyyy!' it isn't perfect, oh no no. but honestly, i should be shot if i am complaining. delight in simple things, and make light of your troubles. i try very hard to do that. i fare pretty okay. it's light, but it still weighs. there is, this unfufilled part, that seems to have more potential than is being expounded upon. teeny emptiness. ignore my rambling. lala. raggedy muse
11:47 PM Time passes by, on it's own warped clock, with an elaborate array of gears, switching on will along with its whims and fancies, to each his own. But no doubt time passes by. Days, Weeks, Months. It may sprint past, or crawl by, or do a slinky pirourette of both. But the clock has made the same amount of 'tick tocks'. How long is long, how short is short, how long is too long, how far is too far. I have conscientiously watched my warped clock, and have diligently watched it switch its gears. I like to think I am in tune with myself, and like to be more sensitive to what I feel. I sense each swerve, each brake, each acceleration, and try to imprint it into myself, I prefer to taste and savour each moment I have to myself. Even if it is goddamn bitter. Mostly its just mellow, or dreamy. It happens when you just immerse, just lay here, and chase cars around your head. And time slows to a halt. Time has been passing easier, much smoother than it did a while ago, or quite awhile ago. Its been on a nice pretty straight line, if you look at it on a graph. Of course, again, there are times. When people, their interactions; places, its beauty, brings up a certain emotion, a certain familiar emotion, and once again time moves into delayed-mode. And all moves a little slower. How long is not long enough, how far is not quite far enough. And as time passes, some things become blurried as all things inevitably do, being washed time upon time by crashing and receding waves, its colour fading. And yet certain things, remain as vivid as if it were the very minute, very second it happened. Its colour as striking, pixel by tiny pixel. And yet, you suspect, you wonder, if it were really real. Or if it were just a simple beautiful illusion. And as time passes, too many things change. Morphing with impeccable grace, or twisted irony. And then you wonder, if all has changed. Will it change. Has the flower, spent enough time, in the dark. Has it had enough time to grow towards the sun? And with all the effects of unrelenting time, one wonders if one's senses have been numbed. Has time numbed me, such that I can no longer be sure. Then why hasn't time numbed me enough not to care, not to bother to be sure. With all that time, I asked my numbed senses, Does the flower miss the Sun, Or just the warmth the Sun gave? Not as if it really matters. It just matters to me. For I need to grow, far enough to reach my Sun. raggedy muse
9:32 PM Spent the day spring cleaning i.e. clearing through the path of World War 3 heh. I feel proud of the towering stack of my sister's textbooks on the top shelf. heh, I had to wear two paper face masks to stop myself from sneezing ( my nose always gets itchy WHENEVER I have to pack anything I haven't touched for a while) Kite flying with the bunch - fangfang, lee sian ying, alvin, lester, eddie, yao xian, was pretty fun! Ha. I spent most of the time, having fun with bubbles along with fangfang. Bubbles are pretty. ^.^v And as to why sian ying hates them, I haven't got a clue. And yes, we have to admit, that the guys are honestly, good at kite flying. If you count barely being able to see the kite due to the distance, and the line is up to the absolute max with a $1.50 kite, you would admit they were pro as well. I also seem to have nurtured a new love for playing with frisbees. Its kinda fun!! Steamboat dinner was the only time when lee sian ying was unexpectedly nice to me. Stuff such as "Thank you, dear!" and "yinling, you rock!", haha, should have recorded them down. For i probably will not hear them much anytime soon. The rare-ness of such affectionate conversation was validated by the exclaimation, "fangxun! did you hear what I said! I said, 'yinling you rock!'o.O" Well, I was serving her most of the time, since I was already full. heh. i am a nice girl. And since sian ying insists that I have a crush on lester, well, so be it. :D He shall be affectionately known to me from now as 'darling'. yay. At least it would somewhat warrant my previously uncalled-for label as 'boyfriend stealer' (read: Laksh writing HI BOYFRIEND STEALER on half the page given to her to write our parting note to me. oh yes, and introducing me to kanan as 'boyfriend stealer'. ??!! o.O) sighh. And when I am bored of lester, then I shall hit on eddie. (HAHA) Hey, you started it. ^.^v Oh yes, I didn't know there was a Marina Bay station until the day before. (cowers in embarassment :P) raggedy muse
12:10 AM It feels like i just got hit by a truck Splayed out, beautifully On the highway of glaring lights For all to see. The world passes me by in a swirl of frenzy And time seems to be playing out on a delayed chain-reaction Much like the first time i saw your goddamn beautiful face. Faces, a flurry of faces, each on coming into focus on it's own time. Those lips of yours, They seem to be moving, They seem to be saying something. But somehow I can't seem to hear anything, Rather I seem to hear everything else. I am an empty drain. Streaks of neon lights lacerate the starless sky hanging overhead Tearing it apart, Slashes of the uninhibited. I stare, and all seems silent. Flashes hustling all around me Movement, a rush. I am the only thing stationary. Still twisted beauty. The sky seems so damn heavy, Laying its weight only on me. I feel as if i am about to die of afixiation, Frankly, I didn't mind if I did. I haven't blinked. Those pretty glaring lights. Your beautiful torn up face. The space around engulfs me, Space runs for miles and miles all around me. Those lights, those slashing lights, Each face, Each word, Each rush, Each movement, Play out in slow motion, As if i were watching through the lens of a high-speed camera. It rains. I see the raindrops splash onto the ground before me, Each teardrop crashing head on into the cold hard cement, Each perfect shape, Splintering into a million pieces, Piercing the skin on my cold body. Only then, I seem to hear the magnificent concerto of a million drops of perfection, Crashing. I shut those eyes of mine, And let those tears drown my face, And I listen to the rhythm of the drops crashing down. Faces, a flurry of faces, each coming into focus on it's own time. Those lips of yours, They seem to be moving, They seem to be saying something. But somehow, I can' t seem to hear anything Rather I seem to hear everything else. I am an empty drain. I am porcelain. Snow-white porcelain. I am broken. Pieces of me, splayed out, beautifully. ~ linglingling raggedy muse
6:53 PM SHAN says:haha. that's chewweishan for you. maybe pat isn't THAT lame after all. then again. pat's lamer. wahahaa. |
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YINLING ♥ | | Birds flying high You know how I feel Sun in the sky You know how I feel Reeds driftin' on by You know how I feel It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good |
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