Sunday, April 27, 2008

So my mom was looking at dried figs in Cold Storage. The gist:

Mom: You didn't even buy these for me.

Me: You want them? I'll buy them for you now.

Mom: No, I don't want them.

Me: Yes, you do. I'll buy them for you now.

Mom: No, I don't want them!

...

Women.

When you look me in the eyes
I catch a glimpse of heaven
I find my paradise
When you look me in the eyes

Thursday, April 24, 2008

When did we start getting used to this; when did 'bad' start to become 'okay'?

1. My mom made me go to school so she wouldn't have been awoken by my alarm clock for nothing.

2. My handphone got confiscated and by rule won't be returned until the 7th day from today, which is, unfortunately, Labour Day.

3. My Bio. SPA assignment mysteriously disappeared. I'll have to re-do it tomorrow.

4. There couldn't have been a worse time for you to say that. Plus you sounded pre-occupied. Plus I love you.

5. My mom threw away something of mine without asking me again.

6. I was having a splitting headache throughout the day.

It's not really just a phone. It's something that I look forward to seeing once every so often for comfort, laughter and giggles, from you and from everyone else. It's what keeps me from feeling lonely; it's what makes me miss you less. Plus I kinda organize my entire life with it. So I feel really incapacitated without it. Plus cut off from the entire world.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

There’s a place in every girl’s heart that can be taken by only one person, and the one who takes that place is exceptionally lucky and unique in all the world, because in that place there is no competition; he wins hands down. Yes, she sees others’ qualities, but his are the only ones that score points with her; she sees his flaws, but he is perfect. It might sometimes feel fragile, but it’s always strong; things might get ugly, but the picture’s always beautiful; it might last a day, but it’ll survive forever.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

There's something about this year's love by david gray that shocks you into stillness and oblivion of anything else except the perfect calm from utter contentment of the song that's so hypnotizing. Put it on repeat and turn up the volume so you can't hear anything else.

This years love had better last
Heaven knows it's high time
I've been waiting on my own too long
When you hold me like you do
Feels so right
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feeling like you can't go on

So who's to worry
If our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you know this life goes on
And won't you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet

This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last

Top most addictive drinks on Rachel's list:
1. Sparkling H2O
2. Cup Ribena from CJC canteen
3. Nestle Bliss strawberry-flavoured yoghurt drink