May 2010
15 posts
I can’t tell if it’s memory or story telling now, it happened very quickly even though it seems to last for hours.
I like remembering fragments of my dreams. It makes me feel that my brains are still functional. Just about the same as how I feel when my boyf is jealous.
I’d rather believe the truths in lies and the beauty amongst the beast. I like being at church because it makes me feel that my heart is still alive.
Happy Trinity Sunday!
“Maybe his phone went out of batt.”
“I...
“After Monday and Tuesday, even the calendar goes WTF.”
– Honsiang
Speaking of which, I had this little conversation with Yusri the other day about how we see about what others see in us. He believes that we shouldn’t really bother about it, while I beg to differ. Maybe not entirely, but heck I wouldn’t want every one around me to think I’m sucha moron.
Remember what you said last night.
This is probably my ticket to a lifetime chance. I’m doing anything in within my abilities to hold it tight. Ah, golden ticket to yst.
It always gets me thinking when I see someone being rude to his wifey on the streets, how did he felt on that day he put that ring on her finger. Whatever happened to in sickness and in health till death do us part? Does he remember? Or did he even felt it back then?
Aoan owes me a cup of starbucks each time he...
Because of all the bits and pieces of experiences we picked up and gathered in our lives, we choose to remain skeptical about human relationship and limit interaction, only to fear for the worse that we do not wish to happen. And because of this skeptism, we lose out in the most beautiful things we will ever get in life; lessons.
Dearest Aoan.
There is nothing I want more in this world than to hold your hands and hear you whisper into my ears and tell me I’m beautiful, and that you’ll be bringing me back home every night from this day till I can breathe no more. Love, Hemi.
sometimes i wonder how does it feel like to be you. maybe that is your idea of happiness. but heck, who am i to say anything.
or maybe one day, i’ll turn into a monster like you and that’s when i’ll feel what you experience. till then, i’ll keep my feelings towards you and the whole idea of trust reserved. i’ll keep a sinister smile with a hole in my heart. well,...
“Does it hurt, when you think about me and how broken my heart is?”
– Yellowcard, empty apartments, ocean avenue
Miniature wall street
Waking up every morning going to work in such busy roads filled with worried looks and luxurious suits makes me wonder what did I do to my life. Here I am at the heart of Singapore surrounded by the richest men, sitting amongst souls dedicated to making money. I never thought I’ll ever be one of them no matter how much I longed to. I’m never going to be the woman wearing the higest...
Chocolates
They are meant to make someone happy, chemically and psychologically proven. It may be givenas a kind of reward for a child, a girl’s first valentines gift from a boy, something to ease mentural cramps, token of appreciation, gifts of marriage, cravings or grannies. They are easily unwrapped and thrown into the mouth and it melts almost instantly in your mouth to emit that sweet sensation.
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