a day at home.
alone...

yes, pumping the music,
slacking.
and sipping occasional drink to keep me hydrated.

i'm still procrastinating.
i need some.
S O L I D
D E T E R M I N A T I O N

to get things started.
afew things i need to do.
my computer programs are still downloading,
wols...
sigh -.-

see no evil.

random cravings.

Ontour X Komono "See No Evil" watch from Ontour on Vimeo.

do check out on stuff by KOMONO.
they have really awesome apparels and accessories.
and it's not difficult to find one that defines your style~

i always adored the eye.
it's so beautiful.
people believed that the eye connects people to their soul.
and it's always the eyes that makes me fall, and not the body.

eye on my cap, shirt.
and now this one is on the watch <3 p="p">
***

just a quiet sunday.
for myself i guess..
for all hectic weekends, it's time i slow down and get prepared for work tomorrow.
and i'd cut down on gaming.
alot of it.
been out too much, so much that i nvr spend much time on my computer as well.

was talking to my couz, and...
well i guess i sometimes love how we roll.
us as in...me and her.
we fooled around alot, played together alot.
i love how u pulled my ears,
i love how u hit me when u caught me starring at random chio bus.
i love how u kp and swear at me like how i swore at you :P (just for the fun of it)
i love the many million things that i could nvr list them out, but always kept them with me.
and i missed you.

maybe that's why we stayed.
isn't it?

***

before i go,
from pickbrain,

5 Quotes To Start Your Week Off Right!

Keeping it simple this week!

1. “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein

2. “If what you’re doing is not your passion, you have nothing to lose.” - Anonymous

3. “What the mind can conceive, it can achieve.” – Napoleon Hill

4. “First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.” – Mahatma Gandhi

5. “Your time is limited, don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living the result of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinion drowned your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, they somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.” – Steve Jobs

retro chicks and vintage queens

endless streams of thoughts seemed to came by my mind today, sadly, much was it was taken away together with my fatigue at the end of the day.

finally, we got our date. 

after so long, i finally get to go out with my angel. on a proper date.

million bus rides, a well deserved check point by clementi's new macdonalds.

oh fuck, i missed that place.

i strolled through the streets slowly, taking in the air of the newly reborn estate.

i was here 10 years ago, i was always here. 

the naive me who ran down by the shops after meals, the little boy who peers at the bakery, admiring the beautiful green spiral drawn on the bun.

the colorful snacks that makes me drool. and the cheapo samurai sword which nvr last for more than a week because it's fucking plastic.

including the shop that sold my parents canes. i hate them.

the beautiful array of fabrics that used to hang beautifully from the ceiling, as if we're always in festive season.

i would nvr forget the sand playground.

but it's all gone.

buildings erected, constructions took place, taking over the tiny city that i'd always been trailing in.

while preserving some, they took some as well...

at least all is not lost.

before i can slowly enjoy bathing in this nostalgic feeling, we're on the road again.

travelling towards thompson, entered some place like trade hub.

i fucking swear that this is not a worthy trip.

including the mini stop we made at novena, before reaching Orchard.

when was the last time we strolled down orchard road, hooked hands, carrying shopping bags.

today we did.

Yada yada, and finally we manage to get a decent, but not the best seat in MA MAISON @ Central.

it's awesome for food. but service wise, it didn't leave me feeling very pleasant thou.

i'm gonna give it the benefit of a fucking doubt because the manager said that "bugis one is different".

but fuck the service, if you have a date, want a decently affordable place with a riverside view. this is the place to go. it's quiet, and chill.

despite not being born photogenic. we still took lots of photos today.

and thinking back, i'd already forgotten when was the last time we did that.

*sigh* 

we're all growing up. running with time.

we ended our day after a yet another fruitless trip to kinokuniya.

we're fucking dead beat by the time we ran and caught up with 190.

and there, we're going home.

guess we're too old for this shit ain't it?

thinking back... we had alot of fruitless runs throughout the years haven't we?

it was only 10 when it all end, but it felt like a long long day.

i wish we could have lay down and watch the skies, plucking white cotton candies as if we're eating the clouds.

i could do this shit forever.

***

no idea, why this song played in my head throughout the day.

i know it's old. but it's sort of stuck in my head for now.

she's got an angelic voice and a body of sins.

she's primadonna 

dreams

despite of being in the state procrastination of not doing anything to improve my life.
i'm still trying my best to do the very least.
i just went for my first run,
i'm not gonna stop reading,

to be honest.
i'm just trying to drown myself out.



despite the long tiring sleep that left me with a mixture of excitement and anger that it all ended.
my mind still trail by the bits of thread left by all the weaving.



you were always wearing blue.
just like how i wanted.
blue top
blue tank top
white top with blue suspenders,
always there's a shade of blue tagging with you..
the fragments of the dreams are just in a mess.
but i cant seem to piece the whole thing logically together.



i know you from one of my friend.
he introduced me to you,
sweet looking, a girl full of smiles,
of course i played by the bro code.
you didn't attracted me then.

things happened,
we were thrown together in many situations.
maybe it's because you lived near me that's why we're always together
sometimes you will pop by,
asking me to come down..


we went kite flying.
we lay down on the endless glass land.
gazing at the stars.
i'd nvr seen you looked so deep before.
the eyes that looked outwards to a million miles.


i could remember the entire layout of your house clearly.
the rooms.
the kitchen that is filled with a million cooking equipments.
the unusually big storeroom.
the tv which is always droning in one small room.
there's even a back door that lead out to the colourful corridor


we were in your room
we didn't talk much.
you were doing your things, lying face flat on ur bed with ur legs pointing towards the sky.
i'm lying against a wall, doing my usual reading.
nobody broke the golden silence.


you were crying..
i hugged onto you.
i had an awkward erection as you hugged onto me.
u were smiling with your tearful face

for a moment, you had a brother.
a younger one.
small bald, we played together.
it was just a small moment. just 3 of us.


we were playing together,
tickling each other in this room filled with photos.
but not of us.
something sexual almost happened.
i was blushing and i swear i wont tell anybody.


your parents were disappointed about you.
you stood there when the fight took place.
i spoke to your parents.
i was crying.


in the slightest irony. you mum liked me.
we spoke about you.
i smiled at about how things are going better now.
even though i'd never seen your dad.
he's just a black figure, or someone who's always out of sight.


despite all.
we were never together...



i ended up outside of your house.
your estate seems like another planet.
there's a million cupboards outside, each holds a store just like flea.
and i saw one with many beautiful things.
and i ran towards it, grabbing and keeping all the beautiful things for my loved ones.
for you.


and we never met.
on the way out, i keep reciting to myself that i must give u those beautiful things.
but... we never met.
i was jolt awake.


then i missed you.
***

i'm gonna tidy my room.
fuck this shit.

waveya

rmb gangnam style? the style that took kpop to a whole new level and had been hitting millions of views?
these ladies got that swag too :D



waveya, a korean dance team. such unpolished gems~ a pity that they're not debuting.





nosebleed liao. brb T_T

Wor

I want to start on something, but I can't think of what to write. Like how slack my days have been, alcohol numbing, spending days while doing exactly nth while million thoughts floated in my mind.

I'd like to call them fragments. Fragments that make my week, fragments that make up my life.

Wednesday:

Crazy halfday. Zipped by home to charge up my berry and took a nice nap. Head out with my brothers for a nice crazy drinking session. Got kinda drunk and I started laughing, getting high and calling people from my phone.

I was numb.

Thursday: national day

A visit to my old social link. Just a simple dinner and chitchat session with my old neighbors. Not judging her daughter, but felt that I could do smth to help her little brother. He can't even talk when we moved house. And now he's all grown up, secondary 1, addicted gamer, a hermit in fact.

Looks like a dinner won't be enough to wipe off 10 years worth of dust on our social link.

Friday:

Just waiting for the day to be over and I just can't wait to gtfo.
took a half day off in the end and head out for coffee talk w/ J and bry. Culture shock.
follow by drinking @ sentosa. I didn't get dead drunk this time.

Saturday:

Breaking fast with my malay secondary school friends. Followed by bowling. Our standard prata and bowling. it still taste the same. But why does it felt so different? The cobwebs on our social links.. I feel so disconnected.

Sunday:

KD and Jasper. My closest bro during my secondary school years. How long have we not have a simple dinner together?

A nice catch up session before slacking @ kd's place. God we really have to meet up more often.

Monday:

I didn't feel the ache yet. Probably it's because that I'm going for my medical appointment today.

I saw my dad otw back. We walked together. We're awkwardly similar.. The way we walk, behave and talk.. We did nth but made small talks yet let the silence make comfort.

My day wasn't that lucky at first but things got better after I decided to venture out to town alone. Yes, been quite sometime since I'd embarked into my little journey of self discovery. Walking around town, movie, people watching.

And met up with my cousin briefly after that. Things didn't went really smooth, bt I dare say I enjoyed myself.

Tuesday:

Took an additional day off yesterday and it felt exactly like sunday, I slacked in the day, head out during the night. Coffee talks, dipped with abit of computer games. Failling asleep by midnight, making sure that I'd put the day to full use, before allowing my flesh machine to rest for the day. You're stilled beautiful.
Despite all the disagreements we had.

And I spend the evening like every sunday. A meal out with my couz, followed by our usual lan session before making my way back.. Reluctantly...

***

I woke up. The blues kicked in, hit me like a train as I snoozed and set countdown timer while my body began to finally accept information that I'm suppose to get up and prepare for camp.

I stood blankly under the shower head and let the million droplets hit me while I swam in my sea of thoughts. The sea is blank..
I felt empty..

Then I wore my mask... And here comes yet another day in the jungle.

Thoughts wheeled in and out of my mind, it's morning yet I couldnt sleep. I must couldn't.. Surfing aimlessly on the net, my mind's all transfixed to tomorrow. I.... It's like you're a stranger to me, and tomorrow is like the first time that we meet. A mixture of nervousness and excitement starts forming in me. Yes, we all do have a choice. How different are we, but similar in the weirdest of way as we seek emotional refuge in each other's refuge. I'm just tired, I want to breathe.

Thoughts wheeled in and out of my mind, it's morning yet I couldnt sleep. I must couldn't.. Surfing aimlessly on the net, my mind's all transfixed to tomorrow. I.... It's like you're a stranger to me, and tomorrow is like the first time that we meet. A mixture of nervousness and excitement starts forming in me. Yes, we all do have a choice. How different are we, but similar in the weirdest of way as we seek emotional refuge in each other's refuge. I'm just tired, I want to breathe.

I wanted to look at the stars with you, and tell you that you're still beautiful.


Sent from my iPad

watch art.

time to watch some art.

'The Eagleman Stag' Animated Short Film by Mikey Please

Tackling the issue of how time becomes insignificant as one gets older, Mikey Please's charming stop-motion short film has won numerous awards (e.g. BAFTA 2011, British Animation Awards, AFI 2011). Using only a white foam-like material, the monochrome animations are given the voice of actor David Cann.

The Eagleman Stag revolves around the philosophical notion of how the value of time diminishes if we don't make use of it appropriately, and its not difficult to appreciate Mikey Please's intricately carved sets and puppets. 

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time to bring "five7ninety-three." back alive