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Tuesday, November 30, 2004  

Peut-etre Demain

The cursor blinks momentarily on the screen, as my random thoughts unramble. I'm 2 weeks back from down under and 2 weeks away from the oriental. How does that work out? I'm utterly bored as the resident evil is painting the porch downstairs.

I am:

1 day away from meeting sam (and conning her into trying this stupid peach jelly that got me hooked ala mentos lime)

2 weeks away from my secret getaway. (ok, not so secret.)

3 hours away from tv dinner, which i presumed would be spent in front of SG idols.

4 hours away, from SG idols. ( i hope taufik wins)

5 hundred dollars away from my much coveted wallet.

6 more packets of snacks away from obesity.

7 more months away from the next school holiday.

8 more steps away from the toilet.

9 more months away from 18.

10 more TV programmes to becoming a couch potato.


This is, quintessentially, life.

Its ironic how i'm feeling melancholic now that the christmassy season is edging. I dream of turkeys and ham and stuffings and log cakes. (I dream of eating and not putting on weight.) But its ok, optimism wins the day, being the emo-sappy-ian that I am, or (plus char) we are.

One year, not so long ago, it was all painful and melodramatic. If you read char's entry about love actually, I think I was the only moron who did something similar to the whole placard thing. And with so many detractors on the comment box saying that that kinda thing didn't exist anymore, I think I OD-ed on the bittersweetness of it all. Too caught up in the whole whirlwind, I forgot to stop and see if it was even worth it, or if it was even what I wanted at all. Surely, no regrets, But there're too many "I wish-ed" and "what-if's" in between the lines of sanity and disillusion. How much pain can you absorb, before you lose your threshold and succumb to the bitterness? How much tears must there be, in exchange for happiness? I learnt the hard way that if its too painful, maybe it isn't even worth it at all.





I wish I was the one driving you home.




The weakness in me - Joan Armatraging

posted by gosh* | 11:38 PM


Saturday, November 27, 2004  

Ophelia's Tears


Be Be Your Love
If I could take you away
Pretend I was queen
What would you say?
Would you think I'm unreal?
'Cause everybody's got their way I should feel

Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love, for real

Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love for real
Want to be your everything
Everything's falling, and I am included in that

Oh, how I try to be just okay
Yeah, but all I ever really wanted was a little piece of you
Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love for real
Everything will be alright if you just stay the night
Please, sir, don't you walk away
Everybody's talking how I can't be your love
But I want to be your love
Want to be your love for real


rachel yamagata.

now i know why char's raving about her.
she's smashingly fabulous, my kind of genre.



...would you please
let me slide a few words
under your door
the first three say'i love you'
the last five
'but i can't no more'...

posted by gosh* | 7:54 AM


Sunday, November 21, 2004  

Tuk Tuk Train

My green mango salad got me thinking.

So many factors that contribute to the final taste. There can be so much green mango, but only so many slices of onions. Yet those few slices bring about a flavour so unreplaceable that it isn't complete without it. Add a few other condiments, fried squids and cashew nuts and voila! you get the whole package.

But.

Too much fish sauce will make it too salty.
Too much sugar will spoil the dish.
Too little of either will make it a failed attempt.

So, how much is enough?

Isn't it reminiscent of a relationship? The onions are like jealousy, you can't have too much of it, or you'll be a walking paranoia. But how can one work on a no-jealousy basis?
Isn't it ironic? That's the rules of the game i guess.


The holidays make me realise that I've taken work for granted. Because I'm too bored now, so much so that I've converged into a full time housewife. Cake-baking, dinner-cooking, and what-nots. I feel disoriented in town already. Where are my girls when its time to party? Perhaps there never was, I'm just disillusional and deluded. I'm gonna stay in HK for as long as possible.


Back to the kitchen, green tea ice cream anyone?




Because there are only so many people in life whom you can love and cherish

posted by gosh* | 9:18 PM


Thursday, November 18, 2004  

By Your Side

You think i'd leave your side baby, you know me better than that
you think i'd leave you down when you're down on your knees, i wouldn't do that
i'll tell you you're right when you want
and if only you could see into me

oh when you're cold, i'll be there, hold you tight to me,
when you're on the outside baby and you can't get in
i will show you, you're so much better than you know
when you're lost and you're alone and you cant get back again
i will find you darling and i will bring you home

and if you want to cry, i am here to dry your eyes
and in no time, you'll be fine....
you think i'd leave your side baby
you know me better than that,
you think i'd leave you down when you're down on your knees, i wouldn't do that

i'll tell you you're right when you want
and if only you could see into me
oh when you're cold, i'll be there, hold you tight to me.
when you're low, i'll be there, by your side baby
oh when you're cold, i'll be there, hold you tight to me
oh when you're low, i'll be there, by your side baby.


ifyouknowwhatimean.

posted by gosh* | 8:06 PM


Friday, November 12, 2004  

The Zoo Raindance

Its 1.30 am over here. The rain is pouring bucketfuls of monkeys and elephants outside while I'm snugly tucked in Claude's room while she's showering. It was a good day with a haul (and I mean haul) from the DFO and coffee afterwards at Brunetti's on Lygon. Non-stop laughter from me and Sammi darling because Jevon's teaching Claude to speak one-liners in hokkien.

"TNG SAH, TNG KOR, BUAY LIEW LIAN" at the top of their voices shylessly and me and sam laughing crazily like nobody else was around. Thank god its melbourne for heaven sake, or else we would have been kidnapped by the loan sharks to sells durians for them (complete without sah or kors for that matter).

Next on my agenda, L word marathon and Next Blue's at night.
Hardcore partying and not getting up on Sunday sounds smashing.




Travel over seven seas for you, its written in the melody I adore you.
Wrote my love a symphony, to show you there's nothing I won't do for you.
If I could I'd walk the china walls for you, If there's a way I'd do it all for you.
Anything you want me to, you know I would do. ...

posted by gosh* | 6:26 AM


Monday, November 01, 2004  

Love at First Sight

I can't wait to shop my ass off with sammii in 10 days time? And don't worry you sweethearts, I taped Idol. :) I can almost smell the sticky date puddings already!

The projects are finally coming to an end, though I've no idea what's gonna happen next for assessment. Kinda satisfied with my end products, not bad for 1st-yearer I reckon. Time to shop shop shop again! Hope I can secure the tickets to Taipei and HK so I can meet Jo in HK during Christmas! I'm feeling christmassy already!


Did I tell you that I fell in love?
It was love at first sight.
Too bad I couldn't post our photos up.


I swear the only dog I'd get, will be the olg english sheepdog.
More than anything else, Its Lovely.



My mouth is itching to sing sing sing.
POPPY! KTV PLEASE!



'Tis the season to be jolly, FALALALALALALALALLALA




posted by gosh* | 7:16 AM



 
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// Chicken Soup

:-: sheryl
:-: chase
:-: trev
:-: cheryl
:-: jay
:-: jovin
:-: rachel
:-: huis
:-: ta
:-: junia
:-: nickee
:-: tobes
:-: carrie
:-: fiona
:-: wei
:-: vern
:-: jill
:-: seeks
:-: alac
:-: drake
:-: poppy
:-: pei
:-: sujing
:-: bernard


// Eye Candee

:*: mirror image
:*: mS
:*: serendipity
:*: Easter
:*: Grad 03
:*: the best friends
:*: KL kraze
:*: the moshpit
:*: car spins
:*: taiwanderland
:*: cny-o-four
:*: monking monkeys