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Monday, March 15, 2010

i will be departing to Penang in approximately 9 hours. i've got my travel playlist from haneef, a few last minute items to pack and i'm all set! :)

tonight was simply marvelous, what a perfect way to spend the eve of my departure! greenzone (which to me was average:P), then the rest of the night at Haji lane with neef double apple shisha sizzling potato wedges yum and all the time i was in a state of blisssssss....... cosy candle-lamp-lit ambience, sagging into assorted cushions puffing bellows of sweet smoke, hot hissing wedges tap-dancing on scorched tongues.
chats the kinds we always have, live music by groovy cool cats, eavesdropping on funny indians, more smokes, but not enough to transcend into the higher world of Parnassus. played cards, oh declare already that i am The Queen of Taiti! ha ha ha
i never imagined shisha with just two people could reach near-nirvana. it's the company, the company!
i still haven't satiate my yearning of Pita bread and humus though, so this obviously calls for another trip backkk <3

i will miss you all, lovelies, please pray that i have a safe trip because i really really hate silkair. :(
study hard you guyssss
i'll be back on Saturday!

she's not here @

11:22 PM

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Hi congratulations, i'm tired and very sick of all this useless hurting and trading of blows. we're caught in an endless fist fight, actually we're more like lame dogs chasing our own tails. oh except i'm not still trying to hurt you all the time. the things you don't know, the daggers you throw at me when i'm cuffed on the spinning dartboard, the daggers that i'm not hurling at you but somehow you feel stabbed by. i'm not saying the pain you feel is not real, i'm saying every ounce of it is, precisely, that's why it's strange and unhealthy and wrong.

she's not here @

10:56 PM

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Happy Birthday Claudia!!! (8 mar)

i didn't forget your birthday! but i think i did misremember your handphone number.. :S
we don't meet/talk much but still we're good friends, of the true sort. meet up soon for a meal darling :)

the air quality these days is really damaging..
like literally having to wade through a screen of dust cloud, the stench of burnt cinders always lingering nearby, the air heavy with sand particles.
it's becoming very uncomfortable and irritating :(

i'll be going off to Penang in 6 days!
kinda looking forward to it, oh off-shore island of Sweden........
hot damn. ha ha ha life sucks (the new favourite catch-phrase thanks to sheena)
i'm still cracking my head, thinking of how to bring all my notes there to revise for march block test, which is sort of a big deal, and also in two weeks' time.
goodness gracious.
ha ha ha life sux

she's not here @

9:23 PM

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Happy Birthday Jolyn!

you probably don't know this, but i do miss you.
i don't even think you read my blog anymore.
how did we become so estranged...??

anyhow, i hope you're content with your life right now.
never stop searching for the answers you seek, and i hope you find happiness, which in our context was always the mask to our sadness that makes our misery all the more stark..

you once said you wished you could walk through a shattered glass pane and emerge all bloodied and scarred, because to look like how you feel on the inside would be a start. we were, for our reasons, scary and damaged. no one could understand our angst; they were scared of our wild fiery madness, and so shied away from us. but what they didn't realise was that one's sadness cannot be compared to another pure based on their relative circumstance. it doesn't work that way. it simply doesn't.

she's not here @

9:55 PM