One milli♥n what nots

That I, I, I...

Sunday, January 31, 2010 @ 11:18 PM

Dance is my escape. Nothing else in this world feels like it. Once again, I find myself stopping myself from grooving unconsciously in public while rihanna or some other dawg plays in my head. It's good to be back! and I'm constantly looking forward to wednesdays now. :) Thank you dear.

Gangster, gang gangster luuuvvvvvvv.

Unfold

Friday, January 29, 2010 @ 4:30 PM

Shut up and dance.

Said I'm holding out your side
And I'm holding out this time
Cause I figure that I,

and I figure that I, just might make it...

Lean On Me

Tuesday, January 26, 2010 @ 11:55 PM

My goal for this sem is to be more independent. I remember now why i wanted to be and was so in the beginning. Ah, my many days spent at coffee club and AS4 in the solitude of the early morning.

If we don't know, no one would be wiser. And if we don't see, who could tell us we're not beautiful? If we don't hope, then what is disappointment? And if we don't feel, then no one shall know pain.

To ride on a roller coaster, you can't pick your course. When you go up, you must come down. And you must come down to go up again.

Lean on me, when you're not strong.

And I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on.

For it won't be long

T'ill I'm gonna need somebody to lean on.

Love.

The wise and the winners

Thursday, January 21, 2010 @ 9:08 PM

I think its a really bad habit of mine to have to begin all my proper posts with oh look, i haven't posted in a while, again, and so i will cut the crap and move our butts along.

School is in full swing again and I'm trying to kick my well-honed one month long trained habit of lying on my bed, laptop on my, well, lap, something crunchy in my mouth and watching videos. Or feeling that life is boring without school. When you feel that the internet is boring you, you know that somewhere, somehow, your brain cells are degenerating.

So I'm trying my hand at a new habit, where I sit at my desk at home, and do my readings. Like WOAHHH. But it's been so far so good though the going is slow and the efficiency is still a few couple of notches less than when in my dear Central Library which i once held dear. But now that it's full of.... you-know-whos, I'd rather not.

Anyway, on my new habit, i will resume it tmr cause I'm currently aching all over from Blast auditions yesterday. My unfitness appalls me. Vibe from Blast est comme si comme ca. Damn I miss Ryan.

Was discussing with Shiru today about the prospect of us going on a summer programme together for exchange. Looking at all the photos of friends now studying overseas, Berkeley, Sheffield, Melbourne, King's, Monash, Cali... the sights, sounds, smells and freedom tempts me. But...

1) It's gonna be SUMMER, i.e. hot like potato.

2) I need my weekly dose of chilli, shillin chicken and caitlin.

There, problem solved.

In a world of scholars, awardees and wannabes alike, climbing upon one another and tearing each other apart to make their way up the academic beanstalk, to open what i suppose would be some dead pirate's chest of A's and dean's list positions, I will lay some buckets at the bottom with my unintellectual crowd, catch what is bound to tonnes of sweat that comes pouring down like rain, and sell it to the Govt to refine into portable water. Heal the world, make it a better place. For you and for me and the entire human race~~

We are not stupid, we are wise in our own ways. Wisdom is but arbitrary. Who told one one was wise but just another man like oneself? I will be the girl with the new good habit this sem. I will knock you all dead by sawing the damn beanstalk down one day when i earned enough from selling my water to buy a chainsaw. Just you watch me.

We took this photo to remember my last day of freedom before Day 1 of Sem 2. So there you have it, GOODBYE FREEDOM.

Saturday, January 9, 2010 @ 12:33 AM

Hold me close, let your love surround me. Bring me near, draw me to your side. And as I wait, I'll rise up like the eagle. And I will soar with you, your spirit leads me on, by the power of your love.