The stars died so that you could be here today

My current earworm. There's something harrowingly beautiful about the melody that the individual songs don't capture. The song has this longing quality, as if there's a distant dull ache within from it. I've been looping it so often I'm lapsing into this wistful mood permanently. It's late in the evening, she's wondering what clothes to wear. She puts on her makeup and brushes her long long hair and then she asks me do I look alright and I say yes, you look wonderful tonight; The day the music died. Summer has come and passed, the innocent can never last. Wake me up when September ends, this will be the day that I die. Like my father has to come to pass, seven years has gone so fast, wake me up when September dies, this will be the day that I die. Every move I make, every single day, everytime I pray I'll be missing you. Wake me up when September ends, this will be the day that I die. And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight, with suspiscious m...

KBOX Lunch with Soo today! Lunch was horrible. The waitress told us to order from Menu A and gave us food from Menu B. I ended up with Carbonara instead of Bolognaise even though I don't fancy cream sauce. But Mich wasn't in a grumpy enough mood to scold the waitress, so compromise is the word.  ^^v Bad Hair Day, but it's ok. The retarded friends are the ones you should keep around. Sing sang sung for 3 hours. I used to not like karaoke-ing. So shy of my zao-xia voice. But recently I've adopted a more devil-may-care attitude. Don't like my singing? DEAL WITH IT. Else you can laugh at me and I'll just shove the mic up your nose. It brought back memories of the last K-session I had though. The good and the bad. The songs we sang that day and the songs whose lyrics creep into your heart and tear at the wounds there. Chinese lyricists have a knack for that. Chinese has a poetic quality to it that makes it beautiful and wondrously sad. 李聖傑-...

So, Happy Birthday.

Hong Kong 2013 || To forgive, forget. 我能吗？十年之前我不認識你, 你不屬於我. 十年之後我們是朋友, 還可以問候, 只是那種溫柔再也找不到擁抱的理由. I'm loathe to talk about this, but not expressing this means it gets stuck in me and messes with my head. Caught Pacific Rim with a group of friends today. It's THE movie to watch of the year for me, and I've been anticipating it so much, so desperate to watch it. It didn't disappoint. Mako Mori was such a strong female lead. I love del Toro for handling his female characters with so much respect. The action was good, the relationships were good. It was good. Please watch it. We were the most unlikely group of 4 to catch a movie together. It's so sad how the both of us changed so much. Maybe the change is only there when we're in the presence of each other. Our coping mechanisms were pulled in opposite directions. I put up a talkative front and he retreats into himself. Perhaps time will heal. But not now. // Lets talk this over it's not like we're ...

More than a year ago at Holland Village. When all there was between us were friendships. Now all that is left are cracks, divisions, hatred, awkwardness and scars.   I was snooping around my computer, clearing unwanted photos to free up some memory space. Stumbled upon this set of photos. It was a gathering at Crystal Jade Xiao Long Bao buffet. Walking along Holland Road at 1am to Sixth Avenue (or somewhere near). Oh it was such a good outing. Joy, laughter, freedom. There was no bad history between anybody. Who knew one year later the friendship would become so divided. There are people who won't talk to others. Unspoken resentments. Divided camps. I guess this is what happens when you get to know people, relationships develop and crumble, and when you realize people aren't really who you thought they were. Maybe it's part of growing up. Life can't be a bed of roses. Not everybody's nature is to be kind. Learn to discern. Rude Awakening. Seriou...

On the carousel of life, oh how it goes round and round. Would have been. But will never be again. The pillar of strength crumbled when I needed it most. Truthfully I'm so relieved to be free again. Free to be the most myself I can be. Free of the struggles. But it's still difficult to forget at times.  害怕　那就把燈全都點亮 失望　那就讓淚慢慢落下

12/07/2013, Skinny Pizza for Elizabeth's birthday dinner. A last minute change of plans from Victor's Kitchen, which means I STILL HAVEN'T BEEN THERE. I've been having so many food cravings. Dim Sum, Italian food, truffle fries etc. Truffle fries. Especially truffle fries. Best food ever. I just love the petroleum smell. I'm weird.   Squid Ink Paella... was average. The squid was quite good though.   Squid Ink Pizza ! I like the flat pizza. It's not oily.    Retarded friends who can't stop feeding each other food. To be able to be as silly as you like around people and for them to still love you is to be fortunate. & a very happy birthday my dear friend. Here's to the remaining 2 years in Engineering school.  // Caramel chocolate cake from Rive Gauche. Do not fancy it.  我(曾）想對你說卻害怕都說錯. 如果有一天我回到從前, 回到最原始的我, 你是否會覺得我不錯?

Just a random day in NUS. Keeping self mentally preoccupied. We're starting to feel like a family again. Good things do happen in the strangest of times.

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My life: Eat, sleep, watch dramas, try to forget. Unhealthy. Remembered the neglected hobby of photographing. Hence this post of a few archived photos from last year's Australia holiday. The wanderlust in me has been quite strong these few days. I want to travel happily and freely and experience the world again! It's been quite awhile. Taken with my La Sardina, Lomography Color Negative ISO 400 First three days in Australia // Gold Coast Don't come near again.   Lunch in Movie World // Fish & Chips here is awesome. Life is beauty, admire it The sheriff shot me // Not me. Sheriff Department Life is an adventure, Dare it.  “Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. Life is beauty, admire it. Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it. Life is a game, play it. Life is a promise, fulfill it. Life is sorrow, overcome it. Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it. Life is...

And so much memories, so much effort, so much ties, so much love, just gone like this. I wonder how you feel about everything. Regret neglecting the blog during the last three months. Looking through the past posts brought a peaceful sense of nostalgia. But now there's that missing three months that I didn't log. Now I can never read back my thoughts and feelings. And I can't dig those up and transform them into words at this moment.

Some days are infinitely better than others. It's difficult to take that leap of faith. At times, all it takes is a little spark of courage. That little sparkling, nurtured could rage on through the night.