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Show and tell
11:56 PM
Show and tell

Went out with Wil Liam, Simone, Leon, Sate, Jyh Min and Ee Wei to 1U to catch a movie and hang out after class. Managed to catch the show 'Wild Hogs' which was a really good comedy. The ending was a tad predictable (happy endings seem to be the prevailent choice for comedies) but it was really enjoyable and I was laughing my head off every few minutes.

As I had resoluted the night before not to go shopping, the guys deliberately dangled temptation infront of my eyes and had great fun trying to tempt me to go shopping.

In front of Topshop...
Guys : Look, Siew Yen. Its Topshop. Discounts! Come, lets go in.
Me : Nope, you guys can go on ahead but I'm not stepping foot into there. (I turn my back on Topshop and lo behold, right in front of my eyes is Miss Selfridge with huge 50% and 70% signs along with season clearance sale signs. Oh, woe is me. Why did I chose to stand here?!)
Leon : Well, I'm going in. *saunters casually into Topshop*
Sate & Ee Wei : Oh look, Miss Selfridge is on sale! C'mon Siew Yen, lets go see. *slowly walks over to Selfridge*
Me : I am so not moving from this spot! Grr!

As Simone and Wil Liam reappear from the depths of Topshop and head towards Selfdridge, I have no choice but to follow them. As I stand outside Selfridge, the guys continue to entice me by repeating the discounts and pointing out to me that next to Selfridge is Warehouse which happens to have some rather nice things also have discount signs.

Outside Selfridge...
Sate : Siew Yen, they have 70% discounts. Now, if a top normally had a price tag of RM100, with the discount you can get it for 30 bucks. Think of how much money you'll be saving. And if the item is originally RM200, you can get it for...
Ee Wei : RM60! See, you'll get to save money. And if its RM300...
Me : No, thanks. *smiles nonchalantly but mentally calculates how much I'd save*
And I swiftly remind myself that I'd save even more money if I didn't buy a single thing.
Leon : You sure you don't wanna check out Warehouse? Its got those lovely clothes with the lovely material and cutting and the...
Me : Lalala. I can't hear anything. Did you say something? *smiles triumphantly*

I triumphed in the face of adversity! But I've a feeling that I'll be walking into Warehouse and Miss Selfridge if I happen to be in 1U tomorrow. Sigh...its not easy resisting the beckoning temptation that lurks in every corner, waiting and biding their time to pounce on me!

Written on Monday, April 30, 2007; 11:56 PM
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Mirror mirror on the wall
11:58 PM
Mirror mirror on the wall

I haven't been blogging for the past week because I was busy attending a course, The Asiaworks Basic Training. The Basic Training is a personal effectiveness training that allows people to be more effective in the areas of their lives that are important to them.

To be honest, I wasn't keen on going for the course cause I didn't like all the previous think-out-of-the-box positive motivational courses I'd been for. But as my dad and my sis did it before, my dad was pretty insistent that I attend it sometime so I decided to just get it over and done with. And I was really really surprised to discover how effective this course was.

What did I learn?

The course was like a mirror, reflecting everything it saw. Strengths and weaknesses. How I communicated with people and dealt with the issues in life. The past, the present and the future. Honesty, keeping my word, meeting new people, sharing what I learnt. Creating value for myself. Searching for the reasons beneath the excuses that I used to justify myself. Relationships. Family. Friends. Trust, in others and in myself. Commitments. And also shaking booty. ;)

I don't want to get into the specifics of exactly what I did at the course because I don't want to spoil the fun for anyone who might have signed up for the course and happened to read this before attending it. However, if you're interested in discovering more about this course, do let me know and I'll be glad to share my experience with you, answer your questions and direct you to a better informed source should you have questions that I'm unable to answer.

To the other 101 participants, the Team and the trainer that made it a great experience for me, thank you very very much for participating and contributing in the way that you did. Not that I gave any of you my blog address, but this is just in case you stumble upon this. =)

And if you do see me outside the training centre in future, please stop me and say hello even if I don't say hello first, because sometimes when I'm in my 'quiet and serious' mode, I get so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I can be blissfully or grumpily oblivious to my surroundings.

See you people around!

Written on Sunday, April 29, 2007; 11:58 PM
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Provoked
11:57 PM
Provoked

Yeah I know its been a boring week for you people cause I haven't updated my blog. *winks*

But, its not 100% my fault because I've been up to my eyebrows in busyness and I couldn't get a willing soul to spout some of their oh-so-amazing and creative insightful perceptions and guest blog for me. And yes, that was a genuine compliment. Not a sarcasm-loaded one. After all, a spoonful of honey catches more flies than a gallon of vinegar ever will.

Amery and I decided to go for Wed's Stats so that we could watch 'Provoked' on Tuesday. After failing to persuade anyone else to come with us, we head off to 1U and end up at Secret Recipe where we solemnly agree to just take a quick bite and spend the rest of our time studying Stats and Math. And we managed to solve the grand total of 2 questions. *applause applause* I think the Secret Recipe people got a bit fed up of us hogging the table for about 3 hours and we also made them walk to and fro with our endless requests (okay, okay, it was my endless requests) for sauces and orders. Later on, Ai Kheng deigned to join us for the movie after discovering that it was just the 2 of us as we luckily managed to get her a seat that was right next to our earlier seats. And the three of us happily trotted off to the cinema where Ai Kheng nearly got left standing outside ticketless.


Earlier on at Secret Recipe...
Ai Kheng : Who paid for the ticket? Here, let me pay you back. *takes out money*
Me : Oh, I paid for the tickets.
At that point when she gave me the money, I automatically took out my purse to keep the money and give her the ticket, which I honestly thought I did. Honestly.

So later when she went to buy a drink, she told us not to go in without her because she was ticketless and I thought she was having a joke on us because, maklumlah, Ai Kheng suka sangat con orang. So Amery and I walked past the ticket guy and I gave him 2 tickets and we walked a few steps on. Hearing no following footsteps, we turn around to see Ai Kheng standing before the guy. And I wondered, "Why the heck is she standing there and not coming in?"

And that's when Ai Kheng insisted that she didn't have the ticket and couldn't come in. At that point, when I saw the ticket guy giving her a funny look and she in turn was giving me a funny look, the penny finally dropped and I realised that Ai Kheng really wasn't having her ticket and she wasn't having a joke on us. Frantically, I started rummaging through my purse and hoping that the ticket was there, or my effort in walking all the way to GSC from Secret Recipe just to get Ai Kheng a ticket would be wasted. I swiftly produce the third ticket before more people come up to the ticket barrier and see what the hold-up is about. Ai Kheng, this is what happen to people who cry "Wolf!" too many times! =p Really sorry about that, girl, I honest-to-goodness had no idea that I was still having your ticket.

'Provoked' is quite a decent watch. Its based on the landmark provocation case of 'R vs Ahluwalia' where Ahluwalia, a wife who was subjected to abuse for the period of over 10 years finally snapped and burnt her husband's feet; which resulted in his death, to stop him from chasing her as she ran away. In court, her defence was provocation, which failed, but her case caught the attention of an NGO group and there was a lot of pressure and exposure about the case. As they couldn't allow her to walk free for the death of her husband, she was convicted of manslaughter during her mistrial but the period of time she spent in remand was accepted as sufficient sentence. Her case was the case that allowed the 'battered woman syndrome' to be used in provocation defences. Although it was slow-moving at times, I found I could relate to it, especially because I was a law student and I heard some of those exact words earlier on sometime last year. Also, I enjoyed the show because it was about human rights and because I believe that woman who are being abused, especially by the very people who are supposed to protect and cherish them should stand up for their rights and not let themselves be subject to the tyranny of those consider them to be mere chattel.

Provocation - an act or gesture done by the victim to the accused that renders him so subject to passion that he is no longer master of his own mind. (Loses self-control but not self-restraint)

Written on Saturday, April 28, 2007; 11:57 PM
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Faded etchings
11:04 PM
Faded etchings

As I stepped out of the car, I caught a whiff of a very familiar scent in the air. I stopped in my tracks and rapidly inhaled again to see if I was mistaken, assuring myself for assurance's sake that it was not the product of a bored and over-imaginative mind. I needn't have bothered to double-check, for I instinctively knew that it was no mistake nor a hallucination. Because this was a scent that was once deeply ingrained on my olfactory nerves, tucked away in a secret corner in the very recesses of my mind. It was your scent.

I catch my breath and take a few steps closer. And I come to a halt, not knowing if I should turn back while I still can or if I should take one more step and risk remembering everything again. Prudence should have stayed my feet, but a reckless instinct moves me to take another step. And swiftly, I draw several deep breaths, inhaling that fresh, sweet smell into my lungs.

I stand there prepared to pay the price for those few gulps of that familiar scent. Bracing myself for the bittersweet memories that will assail me like a merciless tidal wave pounding relentlessly on an unprotected island. The rush and turmoil of emotions that will sweep through me and leave me thrashing for air, powerless in its wake. With its lingering cruel aftertaste of what I could have lost. And I wait for the inevitable to happen.

But this time round, the crushing blow doesn't land. Nothing ignites. No flaming conflagration incinerating everything in its path. No blazing pyres fuelled with emotion-loaded stories. Not a single spark. Not a wince nor an indrawn breath. Simply nothing.

Perhaps the memories have grown musty over time and need more than a mere spark to ignite it. Or perhaps I have semi-consciously relegated it to a dusty corner and it is now nothing more but a mere volume in a library full of books that have yet to be fully read and written.

But I feel a tinge of melancholy at this reprieve. After all, this memories have been foremost in my mind for so long that letting it go almost seems like parting with an old and dear friend whom I shall possibly not see again.

Maybe, just maybe, its time to turn to a new volume and jump into its story. Fully absorbing what it has to offer, no matter that we cannot fortell what chances the turning page might reveal or if it holds joy or grief for each one of us. All that matters is we live fully once again.

Written on Sunday, April 22, 2007; 11:04 PM
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Linen squares
6:07 PM
Linen squares

Played hooky today. *shush* I think its the first time I've skipped law lectures in the whole term. On a whole, I rarely play truant for class this term. See, I'm such a good student...=p

Celebrated Guat Lee's birthday (today) and Sate's birthday (tomorrow) during Accounts class with a half banana choc and half black forest cake. Most people today were wearing red (this colour coordination thing was planned) or black (no one conspired to wear black, it just happened), with a few odd exceptions like me who wore pink and white+orange.

Had O'Brien's at The Curve for the first time which was nice. Sorry Clareen, but I think I prefer O'Briens to your beloved Subway. I wouldn't mind a second visit, but I want to try another sandwhich place the next time round. Maybe Oliver's Super Sandwhiches or Dome or does anyone know where to get yummy and decently priced sandwhiches?

Than it was time to shop, shop and shop! I intended to buy a bracelet but I ended up buying 6 pairs of earrings. Whee! This impulsive buying is starting to get out of hand especially when I'm with people who say, "Yes, that's nice (with an amazingly honest smile)." to everything I point out. What I really want now, is a pretty and cheap earring stand. So far, the nicest and cheapest I've seen is a circular stand that can spin and hang about 40+ pairs of earrings at a price tag of RM58. Anyone knows where I can find a better and cheaper earring stand?

Murder - the unlawful killing of a human being by a human being under the Queen's peace with intention to kill or cause grievous bodily harm.

My toes are killing me. *wriggle wriggle*

Written on Thursday, April 19, 2007; 6:07 PM
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Petulantic tarantella's
11:49 PM
Petulantic tarantella's

The blouse I've been eyeing in Bangsar is forever out of my reach!!! Its out of my hands, blown away by the wind into the hands of people who share my good taste and bought the last S-sized piece in orange. Darn it! *pulls hair out in frustration*

I've learnt my lesson. No longer will I dither over tiny bumps like this when I really want something. No longer will I wait for a sale or a discount but I will buy what I like when I like it no matter that my life doesn't desperately depend on it!

Anyway, what I'm going to say next is humiliating. *blushes*

I couldn't start the car again!
Its 2 times in 4 days! Aaargghhh!!!

But I think I know what happened, I must have accidentally locked the steering wheel. No worries, I've been taught how to unlock it, which also means I shall not have to ask some unknown male for help the next time I lock the steering wheel!

Earlier on, I ran into my Econs lecturer in Bangsar. While I shouldn't be surprised at that, seeing that college is so near Bangsar, it feels a bit funny to see a lecturer/teacher out of the college/school compound. But, I do like running into people when I'm outside. Unless I'm doing something that I'm not supposed to be doing at some place that I'm not supposed to be. =p

MSN or Streamyx (maybe its both) is being its usual tantrum-y self and not letting me have my usual smooth dosage of chatting. Give it a good spanking please, someone!

Written on Wednesday, April 18, 2007; 11:49 PM
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Car, not the canine
11:01 AM
Car, not the canine

I am embarassed beyond belief. Mortified brightly red till my face is akin to a tomato. My name blackened, right up there among bimbo's who call their dad when they have a flat tire. (Wait, I would call my dad if I had a flat tyre, so scratch that last remark!) I have sounded and looked like a typical bimbotic girl who knew nuts about cars to the male species!

Scenario :
I was about to leave Tropicana for home with my cousin and brother when my mum's car just wouldn't start. After turning the key in the ignition several times exasperatedly, I muttered a few choice curses under my breath (got 2 kids present so I had to maintain my dignified and impeccable appearance, okay!) and called my mum for help. My mum suggested that I give the engine a break for a minute or so before trying again and that she would be on her way. Her final word of advice, "If there are any men in the carpark, ask them to help you."

My first thought was, "Damn if I'm going to have to ask any male how to start my car and get condescending looks from him." After several more unsuccessful attempts and watching 3 cars driven by men zoom pass me, I finally swallow my pride and decide to ask the next male I see for some help. At this point, I couldn't help but cross my fingers and hope that the next male would be a tall, dark and handsome one who coincidentally happens to drive a Ferrari. =p

Unfortunately, fate sent me a middle-aged father with 3 kids. I choke down my pride and walk over to ask for help. As I approach him, he gives me a funny "Why are you approaching me, do I know you and why are you stalking me look." Sigh. I politely ask for help and naturally, he couldn't refuse such a polite request. As we both approach the car, I get this really strong premonition that the car is going to utterly humiliate me by starting without a problem. I am tempted to quickly brush the guy off but it would be such an uncivilized thing to do. Gritting my teeth and crossing my fingers that I won't totally be embarassed, I hand over my keys and watch him slide the key into the ignition and start the car as though there wasn't a single problem with it! He gets out of the car and gives me this bemused + half-decently hidden condescending expression and I quickly thank him and stumble over my now feeble and bimbotic sounding claims that the car just wouldn't start earlier on.

So there you have it, Siew Yen's 10 minutes episode of exasperation and frustration which culminated into embarassment mixed with a sort of relief. Now I hope that I won't run into him and his family at the club or if I do, I shall just hide my face and quickly disappear somewhere and just hope that they don't recognise me.

Written on Sunday, April 15, 2007; 11:01 AM
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Tick-tock stop
12:12 PM
Tick-tock stop

Went to Cineleisure yesterday to watch 'The Reaping'. In all honesty, I wouldn't really recommend the show, especially if you're not a Christian or you have never heard of Moses and the 10 plagues. Seriously. Unless you have a fetish for mediocre acting and disconnected plots with holes so big you could put your hands in it along with locusts, boils, fishes and frogs turning belly-up in a bloody river. Not even Hilary Swank could save the show.

Had Manhattan Fish Market's later for dinner. As a tell-tale mark of how the movie was, we were not even put off our dinner later. Oh, and I bought something from The Curve too. =)
And no Clareen, I didn't absolutely need it but it wasn't very expensive so I decided to buy it. And I'm not feeling bad or guilty about it, so don't bother. *lalalalala*

Okay, well maybe just a tad guilty.
But its not enough to make me return it to the shop. =p

If it makes you happy, I'll be more than happy to do it. Believe me when I say that no matter how tough it is, I will try to do it with a willing smile. But doing it and not seeing you as happy as I want you to be makes it even harder to bear. So please, just make up your mind what to be happy about so that I can get it over and done with and I can move on because the clock really is ticking faster than we'd both care to acknowledge.

Written on Saturday, April 14, 2007; 12:12 PM
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Fight or flight
11:20 PM
Fight or flight

Was embarassingly late again for law class. Couldn't sleep cause my table was right in the open under her eagle eyes. Not even I would dare to catch a nap under that watchful gaze. Than its the mamak for breakfast with the usual motley crew and we head for the ever mind-boggling C4 Maths class. Oh, the horrors of integration! Run around from WH to the main block for 1 measly hour of Stats while some people skip it to have a long and leisurely brunch. *shakes head*. I wish I could be as nonchalant as that, but I suppose the kiasu-ism in me rises up and smites the lil devil on my shoulder who whispers, "Skip the damn class!" in my ear.

Than before I know it, I'm back home and about to dig into instant noodles when an unexpected IM pops up and asks me to go yumcha. I tell them, "Lunch and its a done deal." And they agree swiftly. Which stops me from starvation or eating instant noodles once more. =p

We go round Aman Suria several times before settling on Centrepoint. Uh-oh. Not McD's again! I'm avoiding McD's today or it will be the 3rd time in 4 days which is more than my tastebuds can handle. I end up having my Chicken Cordon Bleu and they have their banana choc at Secret Recipe. Its so nice to catch up and chitchat over lunch like this. Silly little things that keeps us crapping and laughing. And I think our high school Physics is wasted when it comes to the ketchup bottle. Hehe. Tsk tsk tsk...

How wrong is wrong? And how right is right? I know its supposed to be right and it seems right from a glance. But somehow, something somewhere doesn't quite fit. The numbers just don't tally. What is the missing piece? I'm still trying to grasp hold of that magical ingredient. Sometimes the more I chase it, the more it reveals itself. And at other times, it simply dances out of sight, eluding me and laughing mockingly from a corner. Why won't you stand still and let me see what you really are? If you're truly and solidly there, or merely an insubstantial figment of my over-active imaginations?

If you don't know whether you'll make it through or go down guns a-blazing, will you choose to turn and flee or stand and fight?

Written on Thursday, April 12, 2007; 11:20 PM
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Harvesting clarity
11:08 PM
Harvesting clarity

Was eating at HP mamak with Cla, Amery, Ai Kheng and Charmaine when I was re-reminded of the fact that Charmaine is a Catholic and goes to the Kristus Aman chapel. What a small, small world. We quickly started trading names and spilling the hot stuff on mutual friends. =p

Mark Nevis, if you're reading this, please do not kill me. I promise I'll tell you something that will make up to whatever loss of dignity or pride that you may feel. Killing is a mortal sin after all. Unless of course you wanna use it to confirm your place over there. Which you should have done by now after all this time. ;)

I love discovering previously undiscovered facets of people I know. Its like discovering that RM50 you tucked away in your jeans pocket ages ago and forgot about it, or discovering the title to that song that you really like and have been dying to download.

The "Ahh!" sensation you get when you've discovered it is simply indescribably by mere words.

On an unrelated issue, I got to sit Zhan Sheng's Unser today! Yay!

I have only sat an Unser once before, so today is my second time in an Unser. And I discovered this "secret" compartment which ZS didn't know about. Or so he claims. I don't know about you, but I have this curious tendency to explore and mess about if I'm sitting in the front passenger seat of a car for the first time. Curiousity kills a cat and all that, I know.

I turned down a very nice offer to drive the Unser as I didn't wanna chance an accident, it being my first time driving such a huge car and I was afraid that the rain would turn into a full-fledge thunderstorm like yesterday. *shudders* I'll take a raincheck (excuse the pun, please) on that offer, ZS. Perhaps another time when I've driven more cars of that size and stature.

I think I've been rather blind. All this while and its been right there under my very nose. I guess I've been too self-absorbed in my own world to stop and look past the grime to see what lay beneath. How could I? *shakes head disgustedly*

Its not too late for a sudden spark of clarity, is it?

Written on Tuesday, April 10, 2007; 11:08 PM
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The new and the old
11:54 PM
The new and the old

Recently, I noticed that I've been more sleeping more and more each day. Gone are the days where I could easily do a 6-hours-or-less-sleep for 5 days straight and catch up on my sleep over the weekend. Sleeping before 1am used to be a rarity. Now its turning into a normality. Pulling 3 days of 6-hours-or-less-sleep straight is taking more out of me than I like. By the 3rd night, I'm dozing off at my study table come 11.30pm.

But I must admit that once I started having more hours of sleep before classes, I sort of stopped sleeping in classes. Note, I said sort of. Haven't completely kicked the habit yet. And I doubt I will, its simply too wired into me. ;)

Anyway, today Zhan Sheng drove the Myvi so I am the first to sit his Myvi! =p

Technically speaking, I'm the 4th because Cher Hao (is that how you spell it?), Ching Ching and Jeffrey got into the car first, but Zhan Sheng only dropped them off at main block so its not really counted right? Right?

Right?! Hehe.
Okay, fine. I'll alter the statement.

I am the first to sit Zhan Sheng's Myvi home! =p
Now that's completely 100% correct.

Call me childish, but its fun to be the first to sit in someone's car. Especially if its a car that the person's driving for the first time. I can still remember who my first passenger was, I think. =p

It was seriously storming on the drive home and ZS stopped the car to point out to me a super-overflowing drain near his house. The water in the drain was gushing out torrentially and spilling way over the road, making me sympathize with the owners of the house next to the drain.

ZS : Eh, look. The drain so full.
Me : Yeah, wow. Its so overflowing.
ZS : Aiya, this one always happen one lar.
Me : Ooh, really? I've never seen a woman using her handphone to make a call in the rain standing outside her house next to a drain. *surprise and puzzled*
ZS : Huh? She's taking a picture of the overflowing drain to show to the MP what happen ma. My dad also got take pictures using his camera to complain about stuff what!
Me : Oh. *super shy*

I thought her house didn't have electricity and she was standing outside under her umbrella to get better reception. How was I to know she was taking pics with her phone?!

I discovered a new brand of good choc chip cookies today. =)

Nothing beats coming home to a cup of cold choc milk and choc chip cookies along with something to read while munching. Other than warm soup and some toast on a rainy day. Or instant noodles and ribena in front of the TV.

Why do they all have to do with food??? Aaargghhh!!!
I need to stop thinking about yummy food before I start making my tummy growl in response.

Oh wait, if any of you kind and wonderful people would happen to go to McD's or any fast food outlet, I would greatly appreciate it if you could collect some packeted chilli sauce and give them to me. Thank you very much. And no, its not for commercial purposes. Not really anyway. =)
After all, I'm well knowned to be a hard-core tomato sauce fan. =p

Now I can stop talking about food and go to bed.

Written on Monday, April 09, 2007; 11:54 PM
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When temptation comes a-calling
11:43 PM
When temptation comes a-calling

I have incredibly managed to impose some self-restraint on my shopping as I have not bought anything for 7 whole days with the sole exception of a RM2.50 blue-ink Faber Castell pen.

Wouldn't you say I've been rather good? Mind you, this self-restraint isn't from any lack of looking around but more of the inability to find something that's worth buying. =p

Went to 1U after class on Friday and I didn't even buy anything at the clearance sale. But that was because the black heels I wanted weren't there anymore. Hmmph! Next was Bangsar and managed to get out of that place without buying anything except the aforesaid blue pen. Today was Ikeano but I managed to stop myself from buying anything. I think I'm going back to Ikeano soon as there's still loads of shops to look around. =p

Resisting the urge to splurge is getting tougher as I see shops and boutiques on sale everywhere. Temptation beckons from mannequins in the glass display, compelling me to step closer to the forbidden fruit as I slowly but surely move towards the shop. I know I shouldn't, but I can't seem to resist the magnetic pull that draws me nearer to the objects on display.

How long more can I hold out against this burgeoning tide of discounts and sales?
Oh my imposer of self-restraint, where are you when I need you during times of like this?

On the way home from Ikeano as I was driving...
Dad : Your driving has picked-up of late...
Me : Dad, its almost one year already lah. What do you mean by of late?! *outraged*
Dad : (looks at the speedometer) You're driving even faster than your mum.
Me : Where got?! Its only 60km/h. *automatically slows down*
Dad : Yeah, your mum drives at 60km/h.
At this point, I decided that silence would be the best way to deter any unwanted statements when my mum suddenly says...
Mum : Well, at least her driving doesn't make me feel like vomiting.
Me : Hmmph, see what mum says about my driving! Hehe. *snickers at my dad*

I think its slipping into a comfy routine that I'm not sure should even be allowed to get comfy. Or maybe I'm simply reading too much into things. But I think that its slowly settling down and putting out its feelers and roots. And I think you should be able to feel that too. Or shouldn't you? I don't know. On perhaps, I just don't really want to know. Its easier for now to simply let the strings form than to stand up and cut those fine silken strands that encase us like a web.

Where do we go from here? The crystal ball seems filled with fog and those tea leaves clumped around in senseless forms. The path ahead hazy and strewn with uncertainties.

I can't predict the future, and neither can you.

Written on Saturday, April 07, 2007; 11:43 PM
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Swirling dreams
11:29 PM
Swirling dreams

Its never perfectly black and white. There are always blurred boundaries and areas of fuzzy grey that hide many potholes. Quietly they bid their time, watching and waiting to trap the weary and unwary travellers that stumble headlong painfully into them.

This burden is too hot and heavy for my sole shoulders to bear. Its so difficult bottling up all this inside me, the increasingly fiery pressure forcing a painful path to my consciousness. I feel the need to let it out before it burns me up to a crisp, leaving nothing but mere ashes in its wake. A desperate plea for help escapes my lips before my pride stops me and amazingly, you hear me above the cacophony of noises. Reaching out, you unlock the very chains that hold me prisoner, slip off the straps that bind me and you help me breathe again once more.

And tonight, I'll dream of iridescent rainbows and shimmering fairies, of pure dewdrops on fresh blossoms and white fluffy clouds that stretch endlessly across the horizon, of crystalline lakes reflecting the azure sky and sunsets of dusky purple swirled with bronze orange and of everything else that soothes the eye and makes the heart joyful. All because of you.

Thank you. =)

Written on Monday, April 02, 2007; 11:29 PM
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