I’ve officially got random yusheng gravy all over my hair >

Alright so I was waiting at this bus stop for my friend’s dad to pick me up and this cute korean kid waddles up to me and plonks himself on the seat next to me. Didn’t quite catch his name but apparently he’s 4 and on his way to school! XD I love kids who aren’t shy/ squirmish abt everything and this kid was really well behaved too! :):)

Over cny I was playing slap jack with one of my little cousins and his maid, and after an indiscernible period of time, his mom remarked that I should be a teacher because apparently I can play with kids for very long! Okay actually this aunt has been trying to get me to be a teacher for quite awhile (idk why) so I took this as her new attempt to convince me. it was quite flattering that she thought I would make a good teacher but I didn’t think there was a close link between the her observation and her conclusion lol.

(Source: lifeisshortsodontwasteit, via i-just-wanna-runnnn)

CNY has definitely got my vote for the busiest holiday of the year. I just feel so tired right now nothing appeals to me… I just wanna go to bed. Super sian that I hafta go down to pair ris tml zzzz stupid cohesion event. Who on earth wants to go all the way down to the east at nine freaking thirty to play soccer -.- 

when asked to guess a girl’s age, just say twenty. regardless.

Just observed the bus driver catching a fat china girl for not scanning her ez link card. I experienced a curious satisfaction and I am inclined to forgive smrt for all its past mistakes.

Transparency and communication are without a doubt two key traits of any effective cooperation; only when everything is made known to everyone that multiple agendas become aligned, enabling maximum efficiency. at the same time, its absence is also the cause of the greatest unhappiness.

There was a lot more of this post, strongly worded and full of teenage angst but I decided not to continue because church today taught me to quit whining.

amigos para siempre

I once read a quote on friendship and it went something like that:

True friends spend years apart and pick up where they left off as though it were yesterday.

friends for life not just a summer or a spring

I’m glad to have found some

goodbye 2011

in 2011,

I survived BMT

and joined 160

I made new friends

and re-made old ones

I ran a half marathon

and then a marathon

I started Bible Study

and went church hopping

I planned a nice holiday 

and that’s more than most can say

new year’s eve

Hello blog, I feel like I’ve been neglecting you these past few months. In this brand new year of 2012, I hope to be able to blog more often, to pour more of my heartfelt sentiments onto this virtual medium and hopefully gain some comfort from doing so.

Blogging, in my opinion, is kinda like writing, and it really offers solace when you do it frequently. In a strange inexplicable way it sort of releases a part of your soul… I might not be making sense but then I don’t think its supposed to.

I bade farewell to 2011 with beautiful melodies floating around in my head and an awesome sight of exploding lights. As the dark sky lit up with shower after shower of shimmering brilliance, I realised there was no other way I would wanna welcome the new year. The Wicked musical was worth every bit the money I paid, and up till now Defying Gravity’s echoing around in my head. Admittedly the rendition by last night’s cast was a little different from what I had expected and a tiny bit disappointing, I’m still glad I caught it :) The arts are, indeed, a “higher form of pleasure”, and this I quote from the lecture from a Harvard professor, and they do serve to ease the weary soul.

This particularly heart-wrenching depiction of love and friendship merely served to illustrate that drama ultimately stemmed from reality, and subconsciously i guess we find ourselves empathising with the fiction that was so close to heart. Perhaps that, then, is the reason why we continually feel so attracted to the arts that speak of our deepest concerns, even those we never knew or cared to admit were there.