Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Weirdly linked thoughts

Have you ever love someone and then have to let him go? Have you ever feel like your heart is breaking but you don't show? Have you ever tell yourself that bad things happen for a reason? Maybe for you to grow?

People say that "Change is the only constant" if only it is so easily to deal with. One only huh? But nope, change is dynamic and that means it is different all the time and we have to deal with it.

The saying goes "hope springs eternal from the breast of man". It's good to be optimistic and hopeful but we need to enjoy what we have now too and not just always looking forward and forgot to be grateful for what we already have now.

Star light star bright

I love the night sky.. With the crescent moon and the sprinkle of stars. In Aussie, Philips island, they are plentiful. So small to our eyes yet so bright and clear. I want to see auroras- the northern lights. I want to experience more than this life.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Bday celebration continues

We went to wild honey for Sunday brunch. Nice pancakes but a little too dense to my taste. Oh see my smiley roasted almond latte!

Then we went for our art jam session at Arteastiq. It was a busy and hard at work 3 hours. Almost didn't finish in time, luckily Tian2 n Liyu helped!

And it was a dinner at TamPopo! Because sushi tei was closed. All in all, another successful and funfilled birthday. Lots of laughter (epic volcano joke) and just doing stuff with girlfriends! Love you guys so much... Dont know what will happen if I lose you all.. Anyways, to many many more birthday celebrations for everyone!

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Things I fear

1. To be idle.
2. To lose myself in stupid things
3. To live in regret

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Words

Words are light weighted and too easily spun that most people think it is meaningless and cheap.

Then why does it have the power to make you cry, make you hurt, make you laugh, make you love? Why can it written or spoken make you despair, make you strengthen, make you want to live?

Why is it that words-printed, spoken or sung, so enchanting to me?

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

The last Valentine day of 2012

Spent dinner with great company. Sharing pizza and moscato and we eventually finished the bottle. A first for me... And i didnt get drunk or feel bad :) And luck was shining on me, telling me that 'all's good' though I don't see it yet.

I seriously don't know what my 27th year will bring but I am not writing off laughter, friendships and love? I'm not writing off hurt, pain, injuries, and death? Nothing in life is sure except death and taxes... But what is planned will include diving, travels, more books, cafe trips, roller blading, catch up with love ones and being happy :)

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Random thoughts

Bubbles have a way of surfacing despite your best intention of pushing them down and covering them up. And when they do, they burst and become nothing?

I wish i could capture that moment today, when the headlight of a car cast a strong white light on the smoothly paved walkway, and how the large expense of walkway was highlighted by the multitude of small fallen yellow flowers. It was a harsh yet eye catching sight. And I wonder why sometimes people are attracted to such uncomfortable imageries.

Father Time what is it that you are teaching me? By whose yardstick do I measure you? Why do you appear in so many forms? What is your purpose in life?

Cupid, what is it that you are teaching me? Is it biology or chemistry or maybe you are the master painter, wielding a brush over my canvas. Do you sit down with Father Time over coffee and make small talk about me?

I am human. I am glad that I am only human, not a higher, or more nobel beast. Just human. Blood and tears, flesh and nail. And maybe when I die I can be assured that all my mistakes, sorrow and injustices are just a couple of specks of dust, so small they disappear into thin air.

Can't keep my thoughts flowing. Medicine kicked in. Peace. Out.

Thank You for beauty

Walking home when lights have dimmed, something glittered among a tree. Maybe my eyes were tired and playing tricks on me, but no, they are shiny paper cut-outs hanging on that singular tree. And it was beautiful at that eleventh hour for me.

Walking home, crossing quietly filled parking lots, no engines roaring and no warm exhaust brewing.. The skies opened up to stars that my eyes looked their filled but still have more to see. And it was beautiful at that eleventh hour for me.

Walking home to my bed, had a nice warm shower, had a deep scrub, had a comfortable rub of my towel. I lay in bed and marvel at the comforts I have. And it was beautiful at that eleventh hour for me.

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No matter what I lack, I already lack less than others. And if it isn't meant to be mine, You have already provided more than I deserved. And if I require more, I shall ask and wait, for You will deliver. It is a matter of grace and faith.