Sunday, February 11, 2007
The alcohol burns. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MYSELF!Getting over and done with the examinations has evidently taken a remarkable load off my mind.
It's funny how the "stress season" wavers.
You know how intricately detailed is the inside of one's emotions?
It's so profound that it is almost implausible to be put in words.
At times, I put my defences up to protect myself from your intentions.
Even so, I still can't seem to completely conjugate this situation.
You've taken monopoly of everything that we have.
I penned down my deepest and most private thoughts into a diary last night.
Because I know that's where I can seek closure.
The complication and perplexity in a person's mind is an ultimate terrorist to one's life.
You think more than what your two hands can do.
Has it ever occured that the lines on the palm of your hands means so much yet can only say so little?
How ironic yet amazingly profund.
The talk with Nigel earlier on awoke my senses to life's pragmatism and the veracity of reality.
The works of karma and nature work together, whether you like it or not.
Subconsciously, all good things come back to you only when your intentions are pure.
However on the direct contrary, some people just get all the damn luck despite their despicable acts.
It seems so absurd yet real.
I look at a patissier and I see everything that I want in an individual.
But will it still be 10 years down the road?
It's an untouchable goal,
An unforseen wish,
An almost impossible yet seemingly possible mission.
I do sit and ponder half of the time with sense and half of it without any sense at all.
I speak my mind but sometimes the words just don't come out right.
Choking on my own tears and words feels so much better than controlling my emotions, than having a positive cause that holds only short lived happiness.
My idiosyncrisis clashes with what's in my heart and soul.
The quintessential art of imperfection.
That's me.
Done up my hair with mom today(;
Thanks mommy,
ILU x 12345678910!It seems that it was much easier meeting up with my classies than my good ol' buds nowadays.
Met up with amanda, ben, nigel, qing, jon and fiq at cross st.
Zomg, it's been so long since we chilled like this.
The bliss, the laughters, the contentment of the simplest things in life COUNTS.
It was just all I needed.Thanks ya'all for all the precious commodities.
Our little talks get me way up into cloud 9.
You guys make me feel like the ultimate numero uno and that's why i love all of you.
The most sinful chocolate fondue and tapas left me wreathed in smiles for the rest of the night.
Definitely the most outrageous indulgence ever.
The day today was so well spent that I wished it would never end.
But ben was weirdddd.., he said I was tryna avoid him the whole night BUT I was simply enjoying myself.
Anyways, Nigel gave me this reallly cute card he made himself, I swear it was the cutest gift I've ever received.
Thank you, Nigel! love you la, bro.
Thank you amanda for your very sexy kiss and top, ben for that nice watch, qing for that cool pumps, jon and fiq for that addidas shirt and the treat!
I LOVE YA"ALL TO THE CORE!Every single moment was just heartwarming yet ironically , it's almost just the fundamentals of any friendship.
I could just smile and fall asleep in those thoughts.
p/s: thanks every single soul who gave me their blessings tonight! I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU GUYS(;
Psychological warfare seems to be the only terrorist that harms love , friendship and the bond of it all.
