| Is once again craving for Inspiration |
[Apr. 11th, 2009|05:01 pm] |
| [ | Every inch of me feels |
| |  contemplative | ] |
I'm actually itching to write. An essay, something, anything. I miss blogging, I miss going on and on about my sentiments, about trying to creatively piece words together like literature, and having differentwords spin round my mind, attempting to turn my usual-verbal thoughts into written ones. But they're mainly to pour over my emotions and thoughts. Been reading a friend's blog entries, mostly thought provoking. As it strikes back certain memories as well as uncertainty. I start pondering whether friends; those who come and go; those who will always remain as close as ever when you met back in high school. And those who turn out to be.. well, not really the kind you'd want to stick with once things turn sour. And those who actually end up being more important to you in your life than you expected. I am blissful, indeed. As I think about the people closest to me at this moment in my life, I could ask for more, but am contented.
Starting work in a day's time, or should I say resuming. I miss the feeling of adrenaline, rushing for deadlines, though some may claim I'm mad, as they are wishing for a longer break. Don't get me wrong, I do too, I'm just looking foward to getting my sleep regime back in order. Been sleeping at a weird 6am daily and getting up at late hours - almost 4pm. Am so tired of leading the nocturnal life. I sound like a freak but yes, thought I am a highly, functional typical teenager with such sleeping habits, I actually resent it. I understand every teen sleeps like this nowadays; I even used to say, "Sheesh mom, gimme a break. EVERYONE sleeps like this now. Who in the world actually HAS regular meals i.e. 3 meals a day and sleep by midnight?" But I am starting to worry about the impact on the health.
The best friends are all abroad, leaving me stuck in boring ol' Singapore. There's still a good 6 months to go before work at Edelman is done. Looking forward to learning much more skills than I'd expect to. And of course the adapting to the cold, harsh reality of coping in a media industry-related firm.
Have alot on my mind right now. |
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[Jul. 7th, 2008|01:46 am] |
Last update 5 weeks ago. Hoho.
Should I cut my hair, bob? seeeeeeeeriously contemplating. Ale you better cut yours too! You're s'pposed to be OnZ with me. |
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[May. 29th, 2008|07:45 pm] |
Climbing up a short flight of stairs without panting is now a challenge to me. Seriously. It's become a reality now. All those cursing and swearing at cellulite building up around the thighs have reach its epitome.
It's time to eat healthily. Pass me the organic salad and low-fat yoghurt please. :(
Thank heavens I don't have to climb that murderous flight of steps to reach school anymore. For now. For three weeks. Speakin of which, I'm SO mighty relieved that we're getting our well deserved break. Year 2 is mad, crazy hectic. Looking forward to hanging out with my boyfriend and favourite girls :) |
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| Agenda |
[May. 11th, 2008|03:09 pm] |
Main agenda: Graduate
1. Study hard and work for my own grades
2. Make new friends for commercial use. Seriously, no true friends found in here!
3. Get connections
4. Graduate and get my ass outta shit-school.
School's a bitch. |
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| Ominous predicament |
[Apr. 22nd, 2008|09:50 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | Every inch of me feels |
| |  crappy | ] |
I know the title hardly makes any sense but I'm having.. this mixed feeling. First up, I love my new class. The people are just so friendly and they're the perfect kinda friends I'd totally click with. So I'm super looking forward to dwelving deeper into our new modules.
But there's this part of me; I don't know how to explain it - I did extremely badly in the previous semesters and I almost feel, scared. Afraid that I won't do well again / afraid that I'm just, not creative enough. Crap the list goes on. Not a really good thing. I feel pressured, a self urge to push myself to excel.
Then there's my Final Theory Test this coming Saturday, which I'm not quite prepared for. Basically I feel somewhat enthusiastic about the near future, yet I'm not so. I'm not making any sense.
Just needed to find an outlet. I can't seem to get to sleep - endless tossing and turning on the bed has ruffled up the sheets so badly.
I miss Kavanny so much. I'm outta here. |
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[Apr. 15th, 2008|04:33 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | Every inch of me feels |
| |  accomplished | ] |
| [ | Tuning into |
| | 91.3 FM | ] |
I'm back from BKK! I'm already starting to miss the mad shopping sprees and the awesome buys.
Returned home with some 8 pairs of heels and piles of clothes.
Lol.
Using Shutterfly to upload my pictures. Will update the post again. So lazy and its taking forever. Thats 311 pictures. |
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| a very happy girl |
[Apr. 10th, 2008|01:46 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | Every inch of me feels |
| |  ecstatic | ] |
| [ | Tuning into |
| | 98.7 fm | ] |
Hello world. Had a wonderful wonderful time last night! Am not sure how to describe my exhileration right now or the excitement I felt last night, I just can't piece the words together, its like I was.. having my heart at my throat when I saw the cake that read "Happy 365th day Darie". I was so thrilled I wanted to scream and yell. lol.
I figured the dinner wasn't exactly something that Kavan would plan in normal circumstanes. Since most guys believe in : Value for Money. But Kavan did it anyway, knowing that I'd love it. I'm soooo.. HAPPY!
He brought me to Sky Dining.
Allow me to rant. Kavanny refused to tell me where we were goin, got me guessing throughout the entire bus ride. That guy, sleeve is full of tricks. I remember his silly coin tricks he used on clueless passersbys. Tee hee. And also the April fool's joke he played on me before we got together. When he's up to something, he goes all out. Alright, anyway when we got to Harbourfront I was merely expecting a boring ol' normal dinner at a random restaurant which serves good western food (based on all the hinting I gave him, about me liking fine dining).
Then we hopped onto the cable car and that's when my heart started to race. I was beaming from ear to ear. Still absolutely no clue on what he has gotten planned fer us. Well basically the sky dining experience was great, it wasn't exactly a fine dining thing which actually made it perfect, because time and again Kav's told me he's not much of a fan.. this casual, laid back dining suited the both of us perfectly. Plus, it was just the two of us, in the cable car cabin.
I remember bugging him about the Sg Flyer. Kavan's just so nice to me. I still feel wobbly and almost like my body's swerving to and fro from the countless circles on the cable car.
I woke up this morning still feeling extremely pleased. Last night was fanstatic, tomorrow's my flight for the Bangkok trip, Alfie's nicely snuggled up at my feet, nothing could possibly go wrong right now. I'm just so happy.
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| Ants in my pants |
[Apr. 8th, 2008|12:22 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | Every inch of me feels |
| |  energetic | ] |
| [ | Tuning into |
| | Time After Time | ] |
I'm super excited. Will be leaving for BKK on Friday and I'm already packing. I am freaking out over things that I "forgot to bring", or might forget. When I realised half of my items can't be packed yet as I'd still be needing them tomorrow and so on, i.e. toothbrush.
And not forgetting the 9th April, which is a special day for my boyfriend and I. I'm preparing something for him but I'm absolutely nowhere near to 1/5 completed which explains why I'm feeling like I've got ants in my pants. Or does the saying go: I'm basically like an ant on a frying pan. Then again ants look like they're always scurrying about all the time.
I know I'm sounding like a klutz. I'm always messing up, I better get things right this time. Urgh. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2008|01:44 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | Every inch of me feels |
| | pleased | ] |
| [ | Tuning into |
| | Teardrops on my Guitar | ] |
I feel blessed. Dad has managed to get tickets for me and the ol' friends Ale & Van to BKK.
Despite him helping out, I know that deep down he is feeling god awfully worried about my safety. After many debates and begging for years, this is the only time they've allowed for me to venture out alone, away from Singapore. But many times he offfered coming along for this Bangkok trip. I politely rejected their offer as I'd like to try making my own decisions and truly surviving on my for a couple of days.
And so they give consent. My dad kept glancing over at my the whole last night, with something at the throat of his mouth, words of caution just dying to escape. If not, he'd leisurely claim that Mum wants to come along. Obviously its him but he put words into my mum's mouth! How adorable. Okay, I barely speak to my Dad so he misunderstands me at times, I believe. How do I assure him that I'm no longer the adolescent child that he bore, throw me aside and I'd get along fine. I don't fall prey easily to those people my Dad has warned me about. I've developed this thing called brains, to think for myself and guts to perform them.
My boyfriend texted me sayin that he's slightly worried too. Still, I feel blessed knowin that the important men in my life care, so dearly for me.
Some other travel agencies I desperately contacted yesterday have got back to me today, informing that they've reserved and confirmed tickets for me now. But I have to reject them now. To think I was freaking out yesterday over the unavailable tickets.
:) |
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| sleepyhead |
[Mar. 24th, 2008|03:48 pm] |
| [ | Every inch of me feels |
| |  bored | ] |
| [ | Tuning into |
| | Teardrops on my Guitar | ] |
Its such a bore staying home with absolutely nothing to do except fer playing with the good ol' dog. But leaving the house would mean.. spending moolah. Besides, there's no place better than home. I'm contradicting myself.
Zzz . Sorry bout not updating. I wanna go to Bangkok for shopping! *hints to boyfriend* |
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