i wanna eat fried egg rice.

Nobody grows old by merely by living a number of
years.
We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the
skin,
but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.

Was feeling bored (as usual) and started browsing through certain pieces by photographers. This is one of the websites i came across from jan von holleben

Can you guess the theme of his works? This series is called "Dreams of Flying".



There are plenty more works of this theme, just click the link to browse. (:
Only for photographers enthusiasts, though.

Then there is jing, who boosts an impressive CV and definitely worthy every bit of it.

His works are quirky and fun; depicting scenes in Singapore that we see everyday. Apparently, he managed to persuade the workers/members of the different activity to pose for the pictures at their workplaces. Interesting isn't it?

I like this one!!! HAHAHAHA. Awesomely cute and amusing. Star Wars sehhh. LOL.

Ah well, I'm still extremely bored. Been attacking another series "Rolling Fried Rice" on mysoju.com. HAHAHA. My holidays have been pretty uneventful, brainless and cashless.

Shall go for my jog later. Or not my butt will grow flatter (from nua-ing on the chair too long) while my tummy grows bigger (from snacking and eating) and my legs will become flabbier (from lack of walking or running after buses) and the list goes on. zzz.

P passed her maths! wheeee!!! but i had expected more than a pass. SIGH. nevermind. will tackle tml. i promised her a treat if she does well. will buy before i head over for tuition tml. (:

difficulties sleeping lately. =x yesterday i fell asleep on my bed whilst doing mental calculations of my tw funds. WTF??!?!

and i can't stop dreaming. my mind never seems to rest. fucking tiring.

maybe i cannot wait for school to start to make me busier and occupies my time and enrich me. SIGH. or perhaps i will start complaining about school HAHAHA. ayeee. it's gonna be a tough semester!!! FIGHTFIGHTFIGHTTT.

byebye. update soon.

old sayings.

you know how the old people like to say:

when you're super cute when you're young,
you won't be pretty when you grow up.



now i wish i weren't as cute when i was young.

882.

i realized my previous entry was 881. so this makes it 882. HAHAHA.
ok random.


sis has been giving me some food stuff here and there recently. wow. so nice. =.=
she just gave me the cocoa marshmellow drink package which she knows i like too.
makes me suspicious. and slightly guilty. should be nicer to her. mental note.

congrats to haoz who managed to insert the stupid lens.
jiayou to jielin still.

school is starting monday. 9am lessons everyday. just kill me already.
i need a new alarm clock. can't be late.

i'm so broke.
taiwan is making me so broke i can't even eat grass. DAMMIT I HATE THIS.
fuck delayed gratification.
i'm delaying everything and i feel like i'm uber deprived of pleasures in the world.
this sucks. to the max. =(
just let me whine.



i want t300.
i want dslite.
i want itouch.



all gadgets that will set me back by hundreds. which i cannot afford now.
tuition season will end at latest, october. this means i won't have enough funds to last till dec for my trip. i must do some magic.
ARGHHHH.



but i will NEVER forfeit my trip. noooooo. =(



this hols really suck.
ARGHHH ROARRRR.



i just want my wishes to come true.
is it really so difficult?

4:09am

home alone. alone.

tuition and work was alright. i'm trying not to think about the money issue, BUT i am helpless to its invasion in my mind. zzzz. unless there is a money thunderstorm these 2 months, i think i'll have only sufficient for my plane ticket wtf.


the only reason why i'm blogging right now is because i just finished 2 rented dvds. ah well, it's free, so why not?


knowing me, i got my usual dosage of local films and a foreign title.

1) Pleasure factory--ekachai uekrongtham
2) Happy birthday


pleasure factory got me thinking and analyzing. i couldn't help but place my communication studies of films and themes into use. it's a habit i find hard to shake off. might as well be a good habit at that. (:


i've got most of the themes pretty clear in my puny brain. though i am lacking understanding in the final theme. i need intellectual discourse and discussion. who watched the film already?? =(



Happy birthday, on the other hand, rendered me silent and slightly touched. i'm trying very hard to find the appropriate words to put the film in high worth. at this hour, i am doing the film great injustice.


let's just say...i'm trying to shake off the vibe i get from this movie--being the typical love story; with a tragic ending.

it's not REALLY the typical. yet it ain't the atypical. i wouldn't say it's realistic. yet i wouldn't rule it out as being unrealistic either.

-scratches head-


there's something inside the plot that makes me speechless and touched me in a minute, deep way.



is there someone in your life who never fails to wish you happy birthday some way or another every year since you met each other?
is there someone who can predict your every action?
someone who understands how you feel even without you speaking a single word?
a person who gives selflessly and unconditionally without your knowledge?



i think i've somehow grasped what is bothering me so.


the fact that i thought throughout the entire film that the male lead was a hugeass flirt, irresponsible playboy.


and then the ending proves me 100% wrong. -_-'''




this, i credit to awesome storyline and development of plot by the writer. and of course, the superb camera work. nonverbals have never been more powerful than when they are utilized effectively.





i've not touched a single drop of alcohol.
does this prove my resolve?
i didn't even take a peek at my chivas.








about 3 days ago, i dreamt that i died.
and i didn't know i was dead, or how i died.
i drifted as a soul until someone told me i was dead.




i've been dreaming every single night.
i hate dreaming.
someone give me a dream catcher to catch these bad dreams.






i often get sudden impulses to send a message to a certain somebody.
then i remind myself that i can no longer do so.
that it's not right to do so.
i've missed my chance and it will never come back.
i hate this feeling.




i think i might start writing again.




still waiting for my pimples to clear. SIGH.

i miss sports.

because i was simply too bored at home. met nehneh today for lunch at around 3pm. HAHAHA shit i was late again. i seriously hate living so far from town can. zzzz. actually my home is far from EVERYWHERE lah kns.

unless people jio me go clementi or erm...west mall, JP, JE, vivocity etc these kinda places. sounds so loserish HAHAHAHA wtf.

lunched at subway for the healthier choice!!! HAHAHAH. ayee. damn full. nua-ed around. accompanied nehneh for her shopping. =((( no more for you miss teo!!! i really have no self-control mans. ARGH.

then nua-ed some more before nehneh headed off to meet her fatbear for some couple-loving time HAHAHA. and poor, lonely soul me headed home. =((((


holidays really suck when you want to ask friends out to catch up but everyone else is busy with school. zzzzz. our hols NEVER coincide nicely and it's horrid. -shrugs. i shall be a loner this summer hols then. SIGHHHH.

and so i reached home at 7plus. was too bored. didn't feel like eating dinner. it's one of those feet fat and ugly days.

watched a bit of olympics on tv with sis then changed and went for my jog. it was a cool evening anyway.

one hour plus. actually felt darn good. no sun to burn my skin and cause skin cancer. slight breezes here and there to cool me off enough in the quiet humidity. silent pavements and dimly lit roads. niceeee. (((:

first time in a very long time since i enjoyed the jog. made time to do some thinking and reflecting about my life. SIGH. i am currently very dissatisfied. but yet passive. wtf. this really sucks.

and i feel like playing hockey or floorball. like TRAIN consistently. doesn't matter if i suck at it. i just want to train and have something to look forward to. i miss trainings.

work again tml.

thing is. i hate being challenged. i hate being told that i am...not.
i used to fight to prove.
i'm losing that fight.

home alone day1.

apparent from my title shows that i am home alone. parents out of towm for business matters.
meaning no meals. buy ourselves. sigh. translates to more money wasted. =((( if only i can don't eat. zzz.

tuition was sian. weather was horrible. sweated like a pig. hates. summer.

my dinner. apparently from a stall promoted by this tvshow.

this stall is located in clementi central, in any case you're wondering. it was too hot to stay and eat alone. so i had a takeaway.

the uncle was very nice. HAHA. cos' i had to wait, but he offered me a seat by his stall and said "come come, sit and wait. just guai guai sit there." HAHAHAH wtf.

so i just sat lor. sian mah.

chicken cutlet. tad bit too sogged-out by the gravy. but it only goes to show how generous they are with their servings. plenty of fries. plenty of cutlet with meat. not those boney boney/ flour-y kinds. good.

perhaps better if eaten on the spot instead of takeaway. but i guess i am very unadapted to hawker centres. zzz. die. not trying to act high class ah.

went to outram park finally to visit my beloved skin doctor.

the first thing he saw me was to ask how come i did not return for follow ups. oops.

no time lah. lazy lah. HAHAHA. ayeee. ok but he is a nice old man. and his english and chinese both very well-spoken!!! stunned me. cos' he is a man of few words. yet he spoke quite a bit with me today. =DDD

reassuring. nice. understanding. smiley. hehe. if only he were my godfather. HAHAH. so cute.

yayy skin got hope again. boo. i swear the weather here just sucks lah. damn. i rather live in winter and moisturize all day long instead of oozing oil day to night in this humid, sticky, summer. ROARRRR.

and skindoc told me something just before i left. sigh.
i will try to remember those wise words. perhaps he is right. perhaps i've neglected certain things..or simply..forgotten how to appreciate.

feeling extraordinarily sleepy today. no mood to blog. nothing interesting. sorry mans.
i seriously need some colors in my life.
how come when school starts i just want holidays to arrive.
when holidays arrive, i have no plans at all. this totally sucks.
this summer hols just sucks to the max.

maybe i should rent some good movies to watch and enrich myself.

i should ignore my singing chivas. no drinking teojielin. save your liver and brain.

but ......... i'm missing that taste yet again. on the rocks.....ARGHHHH. nononnonooooo.




save money teojielin. save for end of year. so excited!!!! =DDDD

until i can sit on that flight; i cannot fully say i've achieve part of my dream i've worked for.


the feeling of working to fulfil a dream; then finally fulfilling it is exhilarating.


(((:

1:55am.

this time again i'm stoning infront of my computer.

too lazy to drama.
getting bored of the drama.
waiting for Fated To Love You to continue uploading episode 23 so i can continue my series.

there's nothing olympic i can watch on tv. the cons of no cable.
managed to catch female's gymnastics in noon though.


read Dasmond Koh's blog after a super long hiatus from visiting his blog.
he blogged about this Japanese drama called "Change". Coincidentally, it is offered on mysoju.com too.
This is the link. Change.


after previewing the first episode, i must say that it is something refreshing and different from the usual dramas i've been watching.
surprise surprise! it is about...POLITICS.


relatively hard to follow, considering i am no fan of politics.
however, the writer has tried to incorporate human emotions amidst the harsh world of politics.
traditional corruption, new generation "cleaning up" of dirty politics; the unconventional candidate; family hopes; party rallying and elections.


go catch it if you're interested!


been daydreaming a little about my previous holidays over the years. sudden urge to return to europe and roam the streets taking endless pictures of the scenic, picturesque architecture and historic structures.
=(((( i touched the shoe. i HAVE to return.
that's what the traditional old tale says.


tuition tomorrow.
i've nua-ed so much at home i don't feel like heading out unless the pro-s are greater than the con-s. SIGH. what to do. save money.

and finally, i'm deciding to head to my skin doc before tuition. grrr.

i cannot let my skin continue degrading wtf.
dulan shits.

COME BACK MY TOFU FAIR SMOOTH PIMPLELESS SKIN!!!!


goodnight.