Daily Crumbs
Everyday, about 10,000 neurons die per brain. These are daily crumbs falling out of my head. These are Rantings. This is a tribute to my favorite instant noodles -- Chu Qian Yi Ding, which I always miss dearly when I am away from home.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
island life
So in a span of less than 2 months, I have been to Pulau Tioman, Pulau Rawa, Pulau Redang and Phuket. After all the island life, I am completely charred. I need to whiten! Else my foundation and my clothes are all looking wrong on me!Monday, August 13, 2007
time traveller's
The time traveller's wife.. its like having an aftertaste in your mouth and you can't place your finger on what it is you have eaten, but you know it is good, and you liked it. And here I am trying to savor the very last bit of it.blah
i think i am a total klutz. just today, feeling very in the mood for a pirouette, i did a spin in the kitchen. it was a perfect pirouette, it feels right, except that i crashed my knee cap into the kitchen table. maybe the crash righted my balance.Just spent the last 2 days in this pretty little island called Pulau Rawa. Its the perfect getaway from the hustle bustle of singapore. i really can't write anymore, my mother is irritating me...
i am mean ya?
what i need, is some peace and quiet in my life.
Saturday, August 04, 2007
we don write anymore??
today i engaged in a very juvenile activity. in total boredom, i wrote a cheesy letter to a friend. The fun lies in the process. We had so much laughter while doing so. It felt silly, something we do only in high school. Then Fan goes "people don't do such things anymore. as in people no longer write letters!"that struck a chord in me. I completely agree with that. Granted that my writing is illegible, i prefer to type on the computer. But sometimes, i get this feeling that i don't remember how my handwriting looks like anymore!! In fact, the only thing i write is my name and signing bills. Writing can get rusty, making my script even worse than how it usually looks. I have forgotten how the feel of the pen against a paper surface is like. Those seemingly endless days of writing essays after essays -- such a long time ago.
I just heard a song and that makes my skin crawl. In a good way.http://www.myspace.com/aidanhawken
its called Fly Straight.