Eat.Laugh.Love

Welcome to the garden

And, you know, the fact is, if you believe in evolution, we all have a common ancestor, and we all have a common ancestry with the plant in the lobby. This is what evolution tells us. And, it's true. It's kind of unbelievable. -Jeff Hawkins

Such Pretty flowers.

Some are considered weeds.

And others give us sustenence.

How in the world did we ever turn so useless and ugly?

wow tasmania wow

Sitting on the floor waiting to check in at Transit area. Had to walk something like 200 metres just to get to a separate building which houses only tiger. Is this exclusive or discrimination?

Clear but fluffy...Just like all the presentations i did.

View from the garage.

some shrubs outside in the front yard. Makes one wanna pick up gardening.

Prettiest weed ever. Not the smoking type of course.

Tassie Grown.

Didn't take long before someone (more like everyone) decided a trip to woolworth's was of paramount importance. Yay!

"Technological mishaps occur due to human error."

You gotta love the age of technology. So many choices. So much variety. Amidst all this, i find myself lost. Please dear reader, i need some advice now.

We marched onwards through the gates with the wishes of bro within me and the journey begins. The very first hurdle, however soon presents itself.

Immigration in Singapore for Singaporeans have been not too long ago become nothing more than a 30 second gantry check. Flip to the first page of your passport, flip it face down, insert the biometric page into the scanner emitting that cool bright red laser glow. Cutting edge stuff indeed as within seconds, the gantry opens allowing the passport holder to waltz right through for a thumb print scan where the 2nd gantry awaits. This time round, i was held back for all of 10 seconds.

It must be said there was an error of judgement on my part. My my my why in the world did i let my dad come in right after me? He really should've gone last. The excited hound was of course raring to go, chomping at the bit to prove his youthful exuberance. The system being idiot-proof was of course no problem for him as he slipped seamlessly through. Just like the proud dog who'd accomplished what was expected, he stood there tail wagging in the air as he turned back and willed mum and grandma through them barriers.

My grandma, being uneducated in English, was finding the instructions more than tricky. Her mastery of english was similar to that of a flying pig, in that, it was non-existent. The proud hound who came through second, of course by now decided to go one better. Nothing better than showing off your mastery by actually going to the gantry and shouting for it to open right? WRONG. The sensor beeped, and poor grandma got caught in limbo between the 1st and second barriers, as by now, there was a freeze in the system, and the gantry would not open.The poor woman was clearly panicking, as was the security officer who was yelping at the seemingly deaf hound, who by now could only hear his own voice impairing grandma to put her thumb on the scanner. Not much help it did her to follow the instructions though, as security officers scurried about trying to undo the damage.

"madam you have to come back this way for the manual immigration checks." Too late the proud hound realized his mistake as both my mum and grandma were ushered away into the distance to the manual checkpoint. As grandma stumbled step upon step, clearly not that adept at walking, the disappointment was obvious on his face and the man turned around shattered from embarrassment and i unforgivingly told him that i will have none of this again, and to keep his wild and menacing wits in check.

We were running late by now and i found ah ma a wheelchair that could allow us to move faster to gate C15 which was really light years from the immigration checkpoint. We need to install a teleportation service in Changi Airport if we are to be called the worlds' best airport i say.

Thank heavens that everything went smoothly from there. As usual i nearly tore my heart apart as the plane took off. My worsest habit in-flight is imagining the worst possible outcomes, and all the things that i wanted to accomplish in life that i have yet to do, and also all the sadness i'd leave behind me as the plane engines stalled on takeoff, and the wheels coming off……only in my head of course. Apart from me, the rest of the passengers whose eyes were closed on takeoff, were actually sleeping for real. The takeoff went pretty smoothly i think (that's myself acting unperturbed by the shitty takeoff. and yes, all takeoffs are shitty).

Next came the most anticipated part of the flight. The movies of course! i happily plugged myself into the ICE system on emirates hoping to enjoy the award winning entertainment platform and variety. I decided on watching a movie i told myself i won't even bother catch on DVD. Catching it in a plane would do the movie justice i suppose since it's not at the cinema, neither is it on dvd, so i flipped prompty to channel 102. The opening scene of The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of The Dawn started showing, and the excellent sound effects came exploding through my senses, through my right ear…. WTH?! Why was this happening? i checked with other sets of headphones but the problem i think was in the plug-point and not the earphones. There was a problem and i was faced with the dilemma of requesting a seat elsewhere or forgoing my movie marathon. So much for technological possibilities in entertainment when they can't even maintain the simple medium properly!

I managed to cheat myself into thinking that i could do the movie marathon on the way home to Singapore, and instead catch up on some sleep instead. After all, we'll reach Melbourne in the wee hours of the morning, and there's no way i'll survive the day should i stay awake watching movies overnight. If i slept in the afternoon on the first day there, i'd probably sleep real late, and screw up my body clock, and lose many many hours on an already pretty short stay in Hobart (14 days). And so i tried to get comfy, and as i leaned to the right, i spotted a stewardess pushing the dinner cart through the lane.

Dinner was good and here comes the next technological wonder of the plane ride. Have u wondered what is the most amazing ergonomical invention the airplane design industry ever created? It has to of course be the tray table. Amazingly compact, and also pretty shaky but stable at the same time. It's hard to explain this phenomenon. It IS pretty flimsy, held to the chair in front by only two metal arms, and if really isn't something i'd trust to lean on. Yet, when u put a tray of food and refreshments on it, the tray and it's contents rarely ever spill, even in pretty strong turbulence! This is a wonder i think!!

And without stopping there in my praise of the tray table, i just simply MUST say this. The table provides a secondary luxury for the user. Should the contents actually spill due to human error, the table actually provides very good protection as it is directly hanging over the passengers legs. There is one thing lacking with the design though: which is that It does not protect the innocent, kind, and unsuspecting boy sitting in his brand new River Island jeans beside his clumsy father. I found this out through an unfortunate series of events which also taught me to have tissue on standby at all times when traveling. The event surely left me in an interesting state, one that was kinda ironic because really, more than anything else, the overwhelming feeling about me was that i was leaking (the release of water), rather than fuming (the release of steam).

And that brings me back to the opening paragraph where i made a desperate call for advice. They say that when u first buy a new pair of jeans, you don't want to wash it for at least 6 months. Can someone advice me as to whether spilling orange juice on it would thus make the ill-effects of washing your jeans redundant, because it has already been wet? This sticky feeling around my thigh, will it wear out after a period of usage should i choose not to wash my brand new jeans?

more importantly, it's been 1 day into my trip and my travel companions seem a bit over-enthusiatic if not very incompetent. I really am at my wits end dealing with the situation. I am actually forgoing sleep to write this in the middle of a flight. Please advice.

Love,

desperate squirrel.

You're Still The One

imperfections.

It is all your imperfections, your faults, your quirks that make you you, and it is all that i love.

a hug

all i needed i think, was a hug.

The end is the beginning is the end.

numbness. forgetfulness. nothingness.

Now,

Love me cos we love,

Ignore me cos you hurt.

Forget me cos you must,

and Leave me cos i'm dirt.

We pay the price for you you know,

and in time we shall know..

numbness. forgetfulness. nothingness.

That's all u grow.

and not our love,

that u stow.

Store it or burn it or hide it,

but already you've bought,

and forget it you cannot.

What wrong is there to right?

what IS wrong and what's right?

All's fair in love and war,

i fell beneath the water,

and then i saw...

nothingness. forgetfulness. numbness.

you know how much you have me

going solo

went solo for lunch, and den pool, and then NTUC, and then cook and eat dinner all solo. Another great day

A great day

Don't you ever do anything to hurt me.

school life for the swimmer

The time is now

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kl8mpAvTm_Y

time

When the time comes for things to end, end it. For time does not heal all wounds.

The melody of a heart, brokened.

Just like glass shatters, so does the heart.

It cracks, and then gives way, first into broken panels, and then it hits the ground, and into terrible shards they become, and then into dust the crumble, and finally, nothingness.

God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before'
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name...

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love...

Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save

I'm not sorry there's nothing to save...

Till death do us part

Mors certa; hora incerta.


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a hectic day

what a hectic day! rush rush did some RC stuff for about an hour before speeding off to St margaret's Primary school to play soccer with Daniel and his church friends! And after that daniel gave me a lift to ACS barker and i played soccer once again! it's been a long time since i last met chang so it's probably a gd idea that i went. Also, priscilla foong was playing soccer?! wow i've never seen a girl play soccer that well! anyways, soccer from 3-7 is no joke for these old bones!!!

after soccer i got a lift from chang the man to Novena where i met Zouli and Andrew and other soccer guys for CNY dinner! It's always nice to meet them cos they're such a fun-loving FOC bunch hahaha can really talk cock all day..In fact, the guys i played soccer with at AC Barker all talk cock so much it's always fun to be about them! haha. OoOps. Fact of the Day: Both bunch of guys are from ACS. No wonder!!! hahaha.

Anyhows, i made my way here to pandan valley to keep this girl company, who has been studying away throughout this CNY period and hasn't seen the sun or breathed fresh air for a few days now. Poor her. Gonna have ice cream and then go home to catch the Chelsea Liverpool match later. My friend predicted 7-0. I told him liverpool weren't THAT good. 2-0 is more apt. We shall see. Suarez with a brace would mean fat-nando torres is long forgotten.

byebye chicken pox

Finally got over chicken pox which hath been plaguing me for the past 2 weeks. Thoughts for the moment.

-I want to eat nice food.

-Hurray to Japan and taiwan.

-We always please those who dun matter that much to us, and take for granted those who mean the world to us.

-I am still largely emotionless.