new mantra

what's the worst that could happen anyway

i've been living my life by this lately, and damn does it feel good

fahhhhhhhk.

just because i can't calculate the ph of a buffer solution when more acid is added to it doesn't mean i'm stupid.

i think.

feel it right now

inadequacy, imperfection and the blah. bla bla bla

i daresay i've never really tried hard. there's no.. hunger, hunger for success or for something better. i've just floated along, put in occasional bursts of speed (a product of desperate times, trust me. like, y'know, end of year exams), and reaped so-so rewards. fine. i can live with that. it's a compromise of sorts i guess, between being slothy and being well, studious (ha ha ha). i must say i've walked the fine line quite well, just doing enough to not tip over and smash self into smithereens.

but sometimes, the heart gets occasional bright ideas and wants to well, try for something extra. you know, like those bonus levels in supermario. things you won't die without achieving, but you want to give a shot at anyway. for kicks, maybe. but the head is protesting violently.

like now.

i feel like giving up already. this brain is not used to strenuous activity. oh god i think i will continue when my flash of inspiration strikes me (if ever)

reasons to

haha now i've found reason to use my phone, even when there are no calls to take or no messages to reply, and her name is jennifer beals

too hot

i could love you if

you'd let me

our time is running

talking to you makes me feel better, all the time. thanks for listening the whole 58 minutes, for letting me unload my happiness, fears, worries and frustration on you. you're honestly quite the unlikely candidate; and yet you are unparalleled (for now, maybe). maybe it's the way you make me feel secure, and unjudged (even though you are constantly reminding me of the right thing). thank you for keeping me grounded, for making me see the bigger picture. i couldn't ask for a better confidante

am feeling ill at ease. am saddled with worries, and yet i'm feeling strangely liberated too

p.s. when i go overboard, please keep me in check and grounded in cold, harsh reality

Burned

sometimes i don't know why i care so much. don't you think it's really ironic how you push people who bother away, and then whine when you think no one's there?

yami yami yami i've got love

in my freezer!

two tubs make for a Very Happy Ada :)

Free

i wish i could share all the love that's in my pocket
remove all the bars that keep us apart
and i wish you could know, how it feels to be me
you would see and agree that every
man should be free

I wish I could say all the things that I want to say


this should be my theme song. read between the lines, and maybe, just maybe, you'll understand

shut up and smile

i miss you, i hope you do too

crepe when you're back!

Maybe

i googled you

then, i remembered and got swept away, sitting and thinking; reading and feeling my heart swell with pride upon realising that i'm not (and wasn't) the only one and that there are/were others who felt the same way about you. strange. well, you were never one to be exclusive. this only goes to show that you were well worthy. well, i'm glad you're happy, although i can't say i am

you'll always be someplace special

Disengage

the only thing worse is not knowing. or are you a pretender?

*

the only thing i want to do is take you into my arms and breathe you in, take away the hurt and tell you it's going to be okay

it's coming down to nothing more
with eight seconds left in overtime
she's on your mind

second sunday

happy mothers' day/happy birthday mom

disco inferno

if you failed to understand today's proceedings, then i am well and truly speechless. but i doubt that. i'm pretty sure intelligence isn't an issue- sensitivity sure is though

no, it's not okay

the waiting is all you can do

i've been watching your world from afar
i've been trying to be where you are
and i've been secretly falling apart

lately you've been on my mind a fair bit.. and honestly i don't know what to do (trust me i would if i were certain of some things)

this is destroying me

we are gryphons

took this photo a while back but never really was inclined to post it because i don't think it's as nice as it can be. but post-season beckons and i couldn't ask for a more appropriate occasion, so.




it's been a really great one-half years. emotional at worst and raucous at best- and well, thank you for the fun, laughter and faith (when i had none of my own).

for all the retardedness (dimbole), the nagging and whining (gee), the wide smiles and Really Shiny Teeth (roq and xian(and favourite bolster)), for calling me chicken (you duck, bei), the smelly batting gloves and amazing patience (jem), the bickering (resh) and the Best partner (siki)- thank you. and of course, to the roomies for putting up with the Messiest (ah, but fastest showerer you've met in your lives). you're the best <3


it's strange, but i think i'll miss the pungent but comforting combination of sunblock+batting gloves+grass/mud very very much.

finito?






it's not the end (yet). watch out aunties, ORA here we come :D