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Sunday, 01 March 2009

Ok So Maybe....
I got bored of this place.
I'm terribly fickle.
So Shoot Me.

Tuesday, 13 January 2009

I've been told I'm a fixer.
I need to fix things that could very well go unnoticed.
But when my fix-it disorder comes out to play, everyone notices.
I think the perfectionist in me has heightened the fix-it disorder, or caused it rather.

Never one to make any sort of resolution because I just end up feeling terribly pathetic after I do not accomplish them..
I have yet again steered clear from the evil intentions of guilt pangs that would be detrimental to my self-esteem.

Maybe 2009 came in a little rocky...
Oh who am I kidding it sucked, terribly.
But it's the 14th today, and the 14th of every month is always a good day.
Exactly a month since I got back, and exactly a month till V'day.
exactly 7 months to my birthday, and almost exactly 4 months till my next return to wo de jia.

Despite the no-go for resolutions, I do want to attempt to... be less dramatic.
To care a little less, to love a little more, and to listen far more than any of the aforementioned.

Here's to no more freshie weight too, please.

I don't really want to elaborate about how life has been going,
the progressing and degressing of situations.
I just rather everyone assume I'm plummeting to my death.

Glad my best friend is home from Madrid.
Glad I have friends who cry me to sleep.
Glad I have a sister who is always my person.
Glad I have dogs who listen unconditionally.
Glad I still, have the bestest of the bestest of the bestest.
Glad I... was given a chance to say sorry, to everybody.

Amen.

Saturday, 03 January 2009

Eve

Something changed in me,
and I am no longer a winter holiday person.
I say Bah Hambug with great feeling.
Back to US real soon,
trying to leave my bag empty so I can pack some people in.

Monday, 22 December 2008

dispatch to attach

I finally got my jetlag-liar butt down to uploading my photos
(i say jetlag liar cos i blame everything on jetlag, even when i should be well pass the jetlag stage)
Home's been.... surreal. In the midst of my first flu since arriving back, I mean... What's home
without catching the flu, right? Appetite is down by half (praise someone cos maybe this is how freshie weight will
fall right off) And my happy family has kept me, very happy.

the puppies, who know not how much they are loved.

Sze's a puppy too

Pedicure with Van and Mikkkkiiii,
who reads and falls asleep
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whatever takes me home to you.

and the boys who act like 5 when they're shopping.
on friday we prowled through far east with them..
my brandwhore of a boyf taking his first steps to buying stuff from far east.
and the other two ninjas become kickass models for depression.
the boys who giggle at bubbly drinks,
and the girls who look sadly at them...
sorta forgetting the source of love for a millisecond.

the two nics

BBQ at Sze's dad's

baby-version of sze: aka keagan
"look at my ring!"
which is actually jelly.
i see many little eccentricities in this boy that takes just after his big brother.
two years old, he has hope yet.

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for the minutes, hours, days, and months...

Tuesday, 16 December 2008

Jia

Being home, has added a bang and twist in my every step...
Made my heart thump a little faster...
Made thy arms autoshoot into hug mode.

I miss little parts of US, a little here, a little there,
nothing so significant that I'm dying to go back.
So in these past few days, I laze and graze the pastures of home,
finding new sights, new tastes and new feelings that are begging me
to stay longer than I am for this winter break.

Van Joel and Sze, are still very much my mobilizers, stabilizers, and... lifesavers.
Learning religion from Van being the biggest sin of it all.
Learning guitar hero from Joel is learning from the second best.
Learning about not thinking, not planning, just living, from Sze-liang... reminds me why we are still who we are.

Then there's family... With dad talking about my freshie weight, and mother feeding and making
the freshie weight worst. My sister who I can never stop talking to, hence we are the loudest kids
in the manicure shop. And my puppies, my dear dear puppies, who have only grown fatter since I left,
and can still run to me as though they never forgot how their owner looked like (I'm wishful) There's also siti,
my helper whom I adore to little itty bits... cos she's not just helper, she's so much more...

Back, front, in-between, these photos come in latest first order...
It has only been three days.

Day three: setting my coolpix to B&W High ISO Continuous shoot mode

(GH for mac/pc: Sze's xmas gift from me, but I have great plans to steal it from the expert bf)

Mocking my tongue-out-of-the-mouth habit when Im in deep concentration

You will see later in another photo how couple #2 are highly vulgur with the signs.

The cool kids?

Told you I love my wife, hence I'm home to you.

HF,,,,,,,,,,,, don't leave me.

the befores and the in-betweens

X'mas in a heartbeat!