words to make me smile
actions that make me happy
thoughts that make me fly up
away into the clear blue sky
ade hearts . goodnights
may all the twinking wonders
of the empty night
keep you safe & sound
till the break of dawn..
this season;s wishlist
black dress black birks new tees levis jeans new skirt issey miyake tanning at sentosa
a trip to the zoo a trip to the night safari a trip to mount faber
stars gazing
indulge in dark choc fondue nua-ing on comfy cushions
i want you to notice
when i;m not around
because i love thee...
Friday, November 11, 2005
initially, i wanted to get started on my major.but..i realised, there aint no nothin much yet to start off with.thus, i;ve decided to blog here before preparing for my meet-up with kelvin tomorrow to settle the publishin stuff.
i cant help it but thought about what benny said that day during our major brief. "social life must be temporarily stopped" and i'm like..hhmmm..that bad eh? yeah.for me, i suppose so.i know myself far too well.i cant seem to really concentrate on something unless i wrap up my emotions and put all unnecessary crap to a complete halt.i somehow am feeling the drive to work.at this point of time, now, at 1am in the morning.amazing how i'm a night-worker.i get super hype-out at night.doing stuff that should be done in the day..plainly work.funny how i hate the day.too long, for my case.boring.sleepy.restless.
i guess thats where the statement comes along.. "the night is still young.." working at night is somehow a plus factor.everyones fast asleep.no one to irritate or break my chain of thoughts.certainly no one to ask me this and that.no one to really disturb me.i like quiet nights.and definitely will appreciate quiet mornings.i hate it especially in the mornings when mommy blahs non-stop asking me to wake up or start complaining about certain craps that i wont even bother to hear.then these blahs will be accompanied by.."yah..i told you what.." or "so late then sleep, of course overslept ah..you think you are a machine.."oh man..i hate those.i hate it when she complains about stuff like that.i mean, afterall its my life for goodness sake.i'm 19 goin on 20 man..just leave me alone!arrgghhh..*irritated
it definitely sounds like a joke especially when i work into the wee hours w/o sleeping and mommy will wake up in the morning and ask me to go to bed instead of finishing my assignments.man..when i was in sec school, mommy's always grumbling that i havent done much work or some dumb revision and now..when i'm all tied up with work, she sometimes forces me to bed..when i'm barely done.wtf man..wad has the world become?tell me.. when i put in effort to work hard, she thinks i'm driving myself mad.when i dont work hard, she thinks that i'm plain lazy..oh man..its exactly like this statement:
"its funny how parents cant wait to hear their kids utter the first words when they were young, only to ask them to shut up in the later parts of their lives." odd but how true..but does it actually link to wad i was saying before?fark..wad the fark am i thinking? *wonders
after all that worthless complains, i am somehow satisfied and should cut the crap and start preparing for what i'm gonna show kelvin, the stuff that i and my commitee have come up with, before i get killed or stabbed or run over by him tomorrow. other than that..i love my mommy tho i rant and get pissed by my mommy's odd behavior.