forever and a day

crying my heart out before your cold unmoving eyes- not the first time, but the second. waking up to find myself surprisingly dry eyed, but aching inside for you. wednesday morning at it's best.

it's been a long time, pal

______


my latest toy: a healing doll from egg

this kind of balances out my wednesday, so with that, i'm content.. for now.

the last song

i'm sorry for being such a bad friend, for forgetting birthdays, for not being there when i should be.. the list goes on but i don't want to embarrass myself further

so this is a public confession, in an attempt to buy some part of my jaded conscience back. yes, that's being selfish again. i seem to be doing so much of that lately.

i would ascribe all these to being 'busy', but that's just stupid. too late now, to change anything

i'm sorry, and i'll see you all soon

The Mother

my mother is one heck of a clown- the things that happen to her are the kind you'd think you'll only find in jokebooks

like yesterday, when she was driving up to our gate and about to turn in, the windscreen wiper fell off. yes, OFF and clattered onto the ground (how very unglam). it was raining, and she had to get out of the car and pick it up. according to my brother, she then held it up and waved comically (the unfortunate boy was in the study) from outside the gate -.-

and then here's a snippet of our msn convo today:

no more bird says: (12:55:55 PM)
siao ah

Lucy says: (12:56:19 PM)
sure u got no bird la, i fell down when i was pregant with you, ha ha ha


P.S. no more bird is NOTHING vulgar, it's just with reference to mr brown's podcast hahah
P.P.S. love mudder! :)

and i would honestly love you now

in light of recent (and maybe not so recent) things that've managed to make me feel like the most useless and disposable person around, i've learnt to keep my head up and fill the head with happy thoughts

and so i've got the best things to keep me afloat;

the sole survivor of the og, susie poo <3
the best classmates classmates who keep me sane daily- den eehuang jiahui and sinyee
the besterer being lea pea and mellowello, can't wait to see you sunday (or saturday)
and the missing mao, not forgetting the occasional tweepy parrot, or my lovely g.

what sums it all up is a quote from lea, the goddess herself. hah.

and you figure that fuck, we've alr got all the people we need, what's the big fucking deal

music box superhero

life's not just about exams or work, but more so about the time when you caught your friend's eyes rolling in sync with yours to some inane comment someone else made, or when you were hunting for super pandas (haw haw haw).. or mimicking lecturers' horrid ack-shents. it's not about giggling; it's about laughing, heartily, loudly and without feeling self-conscious.

these little things give me reason to smile every day

i guess sometimes we get so caught up with what we're supposed to do that we fail to notice what we're unconsciously doing to those around us.

but it's nice when friends remember to call, even though they were supposed to two nights ago. it's nice when a friend comes up to you and grabs you in a fierce hug, which says silently but surely, i love you. it's nice when you bump into someone whose eyes light up upon seeing you, who yammer non-stop the next ten minutes while you listen, blank but happy nonetheless.

sometimes i just want to be loved, every day.

why we love biology

stolen off azleen>

If you're an axon, I'll be your Schwann cell.
If you're a glomerular capillary, I'll be your podocyte.
If you're a glomerulus, I'll be your Bowman's capsule,
and together, we'll be a renal corpuscle.

If you're guanine, I'll be your cytosine.
If you're adenosine, I'll be your thymine.
We'll embrace each other like two strands of a double helix.
You understand me like a ribosome understand mRNA.

I'll be your alpha-helix, if you'll be my beta-pleated sheet.
Others have their hydrogen bonds; we have our disulphide linkages.
Our love runs straight and true like a cellulose chain,
no alpha-amylase can break us apart.

You raise me up like water in a xylem vessel.
I'll be your cuticle, to protect you from rain or shine.
I wish I could be a chloroplast, to capture the light in your eyes.
I reach out to you like a plant growing towards sunlight.

If you're an enzyme, I'll be your optimum conditions.
You're the only substrate for my active site.
My love for you keeps increasing like positive feedback,
no external factor can terminate my love for you.


cheesy, but cute! :B

honestly

love is something i
simply can't pin down