Vagueness

When I was a kid (which seems to be eons ago) I remember being separated with my family in a charity fair. Went straight to the parking lot and calmly waited next to dad’s Toyota– that was my logic as a 6-year-old. Nothing to be proud of but I grew up like that. My favorite line of all times ‘Mom, don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.’

But today, I was on the train sipping my caffeine drawing maps in my head and it all ended up a bundle of nothings. And it hit me- I don’t know what I want and I don’t know what to do. I have one life and I get to live once, and the feeling that time is running out doesn’t help.

Is money all that matters? Do you live just to fit in? There has to be something greater but what is it?

Sucks :(

The day an angel was born.

Dear Xue Neng Sweeheart,

You are 23 years old today.

Thank you for being my soulmate, best friend and lover. (Nescafe 3 in 1 hehehe)

Just wanna say I love you because you first loved who I am even if that means I am disgusting like this.

P/s: Intended to make this a romantic post. #fail

All that's left.

"I watched the clouds drifting away

Still the sun can't warm my face

I know it was destined to go wrong

You were looking for the great escape

To chase your demons away"

Within Temptation - Forgiven

Inspired

As I rummage through old, dusty posts of mine, I’m amazed how things have turned out. Words I’ve said, feelings felt, things done, they all seem long, long time ago.

I used to blog because I take my own sweet time digging out how I really feel; nowadays I just brush it off. Let bygones be bygones, that’s what they say. Am more optimistic towards life? Or is it because I’ve seen through the vanity of the world?

Promise I won’t be gone too long this time :)

With love x

So far so good

Life’s good so far.

I’m in love with this man.

I wouldn’t say my life wasn’t complete without him.

I will never say my life is perfect now with him.

Well lets put it this way, my life now is filled with so much joy&bliss because I have a man who’s willing to do things I command ask just to make me happy.

Like....................

................randomly pose with a cereal box early in the morning.

LOL Love, if you’re reading this- this is for ignoring me the other day when I asked you whether you wanna eat my dead skin cells or not xoxo

Swallow

I miss those happy days. Days, when we were really happy from deep within; when our smiles portray what’s lying beneath. I miss those carefree days, after all the world is still too crazy for us to explore.

Amongst all, I miss being naïve.

Remember we used to fix broken relationships/friendships? We used to write letters to convey messages from our hearts. Some others chose to be involved in a violent way to settle it once and for all. It doesn’t matter which how what, at the end of the day it’s all about expressing discomfort.

But somehow in the process of growing old, we decide to keep things to ourselves. We learn that some things are better left unsaid; some words are meant to be kept.

Don’t you just wish you’ve ingested the never-grow-up pills Santa gave on your 5^th birthday instead?