fall season

fall season in the US of A.


you know what that means ladies and gentlemen?
IT MEANS..


TEEVEESHOWSGALORE!

oh prison break, oh gossip girl, oh house, oh grey's anatomy, oh bones, oh heroes, heeello.


um, exams? what exams?


nah just kidding folks (:

i'll manage this somehow!
anyway, sneezed like crazy today till the extent i fell into the little drain on the sidewalk twice
econs was whoaaa-no.
went for tuition at novena
studied at starbucks and bumped into AJ, he couldn't even remember my name la. @#$%^&
he left his watch on the table and just walked off -.-
nevermind.
anyway! i can't wait to see grace this friday (:
and i miss chmel too! smiled like an eediot when i saw your message today hun, i haven't heard from you in ages. michelle's taking in my habits, she's messaging me, and by the second message she stops replying, dangit. I'M SEEING RACH ON SAT! and of course i see my lovely WG everyday in school!

my goodness frolick is so good.

i have no idea what goes on in that head of yours.

wegottasticktogether.

@#$r%t^y&u*()YOUDON'TGETTODOTHISOKAYnotwhenijustthoughtifiguredeverythingoutANDTHENyouJUSTturnthetablesaround@#$%^&*()#$%^&*(#$%^&*()it reallyMESSESTHINGSUPandi'mtiredofplayingsearchANDFINDandjusttellmewhattodo

oh come on clarissa get over yourself

I was reading the lyrics of Transatlanticism, only to discover what on earth I was singing to.

The Atlantic was born today and I'll tell you how...
The clouds above opened up and let it out.

I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean,
Making islands where no island should go.
Oh no.

Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more.
The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no.


I need you so much closer.

dcfc photos

tracie's birthday surprise today!
zheng, ziwei, nicholas were there
twas' fun. ate at din tai FANG (according to zheng)
and studied at spinelli, after which we watched iype play at tapestry.
i can't appreciate all time low or secondhand serenade i'm sorry :(

singapore lost, @#$%^&

silver's good enough still.

happy birthday tracie, you stupid unicorn.

love cannot be immortal, because it is a flame; but it has to be infinite while it lasts.

vinicius de moraes

whoa.

OKAY I SAID SOMETHING AND I FEEL REALLY SILLY RIGHT NOW!
daaaaaang
hahah, but i really mean it so yea (:
5 click in the morning and
went out with jasmine, dylan and daniel for moneynoenough2
VERY CHEESY SHOW but it was pretty sweet sometimes, anddd just go there with an open mind and laugh at the bad jokes cause that's the point of jack neo shows! :D
shopped with j before meeting them at cityplaza, got a pair of shorts
andddd got XYZ's present!
okay when i have a zillion dollars i'll buy everything from wouldwood and the shop next to it and the DOPE cap which costs 126 dollars.

had dinner at some jap place and we stuffed ourselves silly, DP JASMINE PLEASE


DEATHCABTOMORROW!!!!!!
can't wait can't wait.

feminists, i apologize, but this is just too beautiful to pass by:



WOMAN RECIPE/RECEITA DE MULHER by Vinicius De Moraes

(Extract)

.. Ah, the woman should always give the impression that,
if one close the eyes and open them, she will vanish, her schemes and smiles.
She should not approach, she should appear,
leave, not go,
and should have a certain capacity for suddenly growing silent of making us drink the bile
of suspicion.
Oh, and above all, she should never lose,
no matter the world, no matter under what circumstances,
her talky, birdlike changeability and when touched deep within herself,
become wild, not losing the bird's grace;
and should exhale always the impossible perfume; and always distill honey that gets you drunk; sing always the voiceless song of her tumult;
and always be the eternal dancer of the short-lived day; and her countless imperfections become the most beautiful, most perfect thing in all innumerable creation.


- translated by Paul Blackburn


chanced upon this poem in the library this afternoon, from a brazilian poetry book. marvel now, the power of the pen :)

okay, so today was slowowow.

the silly typewriter girl made me think about all the terrible things that happened, and... it all seems so faraway now, but will, can, never forget. and i'll always wish that i could turn back time, and it almost seems so easy just visualizing what i could've and should not have done, but time to smell the coffee - that's not gonna come.

girl, i don't think moving on should be stamped as protocol as to what to do post-heartache, but.. it's not holding on and having expectations that count. (L) hate to see you this way!

and so it is
just like you said it would be

birthday and the day after

2nd august

day started off bright&sunshiney at YPSB! not really la. didn't play too well, got nagged at by james. i promise i'll work harder! thank you for the wishes there guys, and the tuba boys for playing me a birthday song :)

cabbed home, and two REALLY silly kids were waiting for me at home, with then INTENTION to surprise me when they:

1. left their slippers outside
2. left their guest cups on the table
3. left their bags lying around in my room
4. NOT TELLING MY AUNTY DELIA THEY WERE SURPRISING ME

they were hiding in my toilet
but tracie and nick, you guys are reallyreally sweet! (:

they gave me cupcakes and helped finish off the bukit-timah-hill-esque amount of food i got for my birthday

then, headed to AMKhub and had fish&co, had good laughs, as usual i felt like we never grew up :)

okay, chmel called next! (L)
was late for 2 hours (sorry hun!!) and then went to ps
we played really silly games at the arcade and nick left
michelle liwen and co popped up!
tracie left, then headed to clarke quay to shop+look at fireworks+talk thrash
loads of silly stuff happened
it's hard to write over here how much i love them, but yeah.

they're the kind who you can not see for a million years, but it feels like you never left each other once you meet again.
they're the kind who you can count on, although they'll not be there physically, but no matter what kind of trouble you're in, or how wrong you are, they'll be there to stick up for you.
they're the kind who you can not say anything to each other and yet have secret telepathy and antennas about what the other party is thinking about, and feeling.

i love you guys.

1st of august is my new birthday

WAFFLE GANG I LOVE YOU GUYS

day started off pretty cool
GOT LOVELY PAISLEY AND CREAM CUPCAKES FROM THEM!
was gleeeeeing albeit my complaints about getting fatfat because of them
only to realise that during ECONOMICS
they came in with a 3/4 melted chocolate b&js pint with a candle sticking on top of it
and i got the prettiest card i've ever got ever, i promise i mean this :)
I'LL UPLOAD PICTURES WHEN I'VE GOT THEM

zen:
thank you for the magic trick and happiness. it was really beautiful.

wafflegang:
i love every single one of you :)

C:
hahah you're the ultimate blurness but i reallyreallyreally liked it, thank you!


talk more about stuff soon!