sunset going down on otres beach

sunset going down on otres beach
Somewhere, beyond the sea....

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Why never call?




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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

oh wait.

For just a moment, my life looked like it was ready to start again!

Anyways, presenting....Flavors of the month.

6thDec.MarmaladePantry.
6pm Tea stops. And we arrive at 5.50pm. The rush wasn't worth it.


7thDec.NationalMuseum.MBS.
Cameron friend of friend of friend shakes my hand with conviction. We slalom toward MBS but not before i stroll through Pompeii, and Singapore's past. A lonely end to the night.


8thDec.Level40.Home.
Where else should one be on a cool night? Level 40 of course, where u could see the pretty lights of the sunny island. Except there is no sun.


9thDec.Waraku.Tangs.
Finally meeting again. It's waraku this time, and as always, we share food. A taste for her, and the rest for me. Conned to bloatedness.


10thDec.SantoukaRamen.
Can it get any more tender? Pork cheek shio ramen.
Had the cheek to sneer to myself. Where are u heading mate?


13thDec.Wine&Cheese.Home.
Wine and Cheese never goes wrong.
Bro and i we fire one up. It was good.
I saw her that night.


15thDec.Chilis.TanglinMall.
Gotta check out the value-for-money set meal she said.
We glance across the table at each other in knowing silence, as we survey the offer.
Must be telepathy through the sharpness from the folds from the corner of the pillow i think.
The look says it all, as she settles on pasta.
Me I settle on Fajitas Trio, 38.90 worth of value.


16th.Taka.
Tash finally back home and we coast about at Toast. Carrot cake was OK.
Met Thomas in person, nice bloke him.
We could talk all day about anime and football and politics..but shopping follows.


17thDec.SuntecCity.Paulaners.
Finally i meet without the stress of exams.
Daniel and i arrive late, he from work, me from shopping.
Where is Wong Shuwen? Puking out the remnants of yesternight is never TEROFIC (courtesy of zhi).

18thDec.GiantTurfCity.Home.
Dad and i we drive down to Giant at Turf city where i help myself to kiwi 42 below vodka (for Bree) and wine (for party on the 22nd). Head home and enjoy the evening with Daniel and Randy Orton. Some things fail from the beginning but never ever fails to entertain you. Daniel whips out the green fairy from his underpants and it begins. Tinkerbell works the magic that heavy snowfall doesn't.
The Aftermath.


20thDec.Relish.3InchSin.Coronation.AMKMacdonalds.SinMing.
Wei and i we stroll to hatched. She must've wanted me sliced in a gutter after the sign read, 'closed on mondays'. We stroll a long way back to cluny relish. On the way out, Wei decides that she's had enough of her crummy sandals. She kicks her sandals in disdain and they give way. Gal i always knew the 3.90 u saved would come in handy someday. A hideous pair of flip flops save the day. Not after the devilish 3 inch sin molten cake though. T'was truly great. I always remember my promises, but more than that, i remember yours.

And then the council convenes. Jiale has returned from HK bringing us wives from afar. Well not exactly. But their biscuits do just as well. Lao Po Bing(s) all around. We stop by Sin Ming after for some Ban Mian and Some beer. We laugh, we cry, and we sigh. We relive the memories of old, and chill till out eyelids fold.


~~~
But the 21st of December arrives. And they're sullen and tired but hopeful..No cards, baking or presents. just tears bleeding from a weeping heart.

Tomorrow kenny leaves. and the long layoff from baking and card-making must resume.

Day after, Lunch with C and W is prescribed.

oh ho.
and i will wait.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

It's a damn cold night. Tryin to figure out this life. Won't u take me by the hand take me somewhere new. I don't know who u are but I'm..I'm with u.


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another rough night.

Friday, December 17, 2010

on the precipice of..

Application for job simply means: the end of whimsical loafing-abouts, the end of irrational musings, the end of coloured hair, the end of talking loudly, the end of living from day to day, the end of a heap of things that make me smile.

The next few days are gonna have a butterfly effect on the fabric of my life.


And as 'Reality' comes crashing down. I realize a sad truth......
i don't really want to work just yet! i realize that as i am now, i'm not yet ready to dive into being a working human. I don't want to start have a working life now. Oh craps. It seems that there is a discrepancy between what is expected of me, and what i want to do. There are still many many things hampering my clarity of thought and decision-making. Emotions, expectations, desires and dreams...those dreams...

my dreams are.......

Of Dreams, Desires, and Decision.

My dreams they have been interesting in many ways.

If i was confused, i am much worse now.

Dreams have the darnest way of being ridiculous and unbelievable, and also our most sincerest thoughts and desires.

Our desires and decisions may or may not go hand in hand, and this why we have confusing dreams.
Our dreams are our uncensored desires, bounded by the rules of our morals. Our actions in real life are our censored embodied thoughts, bounded by the rules of Society's morals.

sighs.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Rough night; Sunny day after.

After the rough night came the sunniest day for a long while.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

quote of the day:

"i hope work's gonna be sufficiently challenged but also easy!" (ong, 2010)

Friday, December 10, 2010

.

deep in a dense forest, a girl sleeps.
deep in the vast waters, a boy weeps.
She sleeps alone.
He weeps alone.
How can they meet?

Friday, December 03, 2010

all in a day's work.

beefnoodles.simlim.uniqlo313.orchardcentral.centrepoint

tmrw=raoul.grandhyatt

Sunday, November 28, 2010

would u share my dreams if you knew what i was dreaming?



to the tune before i sleep,
Bless the dream that will beat-

tonight, to her, whom i'll meet,
Hold me close cos i need-

you, who care, being so sweet,
Then my heart i'll let u keep-

always.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

the end

is it really the end?

as one door closes another opens.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Exam-luck to make up for everything-else-luck

Developmental processes Examination is special. 5 days before the paper, 6 review essay questions were released, of which, 3 will be replicated as exam questions. For the exam, we are allowed to bring in notes to help us write a good essay. Can prepare notes, can bring in notes, surely no problem right? wrong. I accidentally left my notes at home. and i only found out whilst sitting outside the exam hall, 15 minutes before the start of the paper.


Chan, B. J. (2010) Life is funny: A series of unfortunate events that leads to serendipity. Journal of Life, 1(1), 1-2.

Abstract: At an earlier event on Saturday, I decided that i did not want to study, and i went to play soccer. While playing soccer, i rolled my ankle so badly i couldn't walk. Since i cannot walk, i cannot leave my room. Since i cannot leave my room, i had nothing to do except study. The old man up there certainly has a sense of humor, using a brilliant paradigm to force me to study. In the present experiment, I test the old man's propensity to joke around in my direst moments, albeit having my best intentions at heart. Results support the idea that He is indeed a comedian.

Introduction
Friends offered me paper to write new notes, as well as some citations that i could not remember accurately. Yet, how much can one do in 10 minutes? haha. Oh wells. I did the what i could, which was sketchy notes for The first 3 questions (I started from the first question, so Qn 1, 2 and 3). Too bad for the rest of the questions (4, 5, 6). Alas, t'was time to enter the exam hall with a prayer and some statistics.

Null Hypothesis: A question for which i have no notes for appears. Therefore, Bryan is a Moron. 95% chance.

Hypothesis 1: Qn 1, 2, and 3 come out. The reason for this, well, the old man is really something. Having pulled a fast one on me over the weekend, decides that i'm quite the fan of comedy. Chance = 0.5 x 0.4 x 0.25 = 0.05
Nice.

Procedure & Results:
Paper is flipped over, Qn 1, 2 and 3 is tested. Null hypothesis rejected.

Discussion:
The results suggest with 95% confidence that the old man up there is quite the comedian, and well, although this one wasn't that fun, i must admit that it was an awesome ride.

Acknowledgements:
Mavis for the notebook paper! Vera for lending me the review questions script!
WenLin, Vera, Sarah, Sandy, Mavis, Audrey (and whoever i missed out) for all the information you lent me during those 10 hectic minutes!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Questions that bug you at 2.30am

What makes a person love another? What makes a person feel closeness with someone else? Can this closeness be explained? Can Chemistry be explained?


What makes a person end a relationship? Can chemistry be replaced? Can love be replaced? Could both be put in place?


Are we in relationships that have futures? or are we in relationships that make us happy? What matters? What doesn't?

Friday, November 19, 2010

Thursday, November 18, 2010

the defendant is found guilty.

Of broken promises and untold truths: What lies beyond the horizon is a world of guilt, not opportunity, for only the remorseless looks back without a heavy heart.