Monday, January 30, 2012

Nothing good can come out of thinking you know everything. Look where you are now. I hope this is a good lesson for you.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Exit The King, 27 Jan 2012




went to watch Exit The King with the drama kids.
happy happy heartbeats.

Friday, January 27, 2012

Best Friends.




I've been lonely. There's no denying that, so for the past few months, I've been asking myself who my best friends are. Asking myself to define the people I can safely call my best friend was like asking myself the meaning of life. I'd think I'd have the right answer then FLIPP, comes a change of heart and another meaning comes to light. Many never really think about it cause you know, you have it, it's there, so why probe further, right? I envy them. 

Getting back on topic, here are some of the definitions I came out with, some of them make no sense but that's just my brain sort it out.

- A best friend is some one who knows you inside and out. 
      I was thinking about this and then sometime ago I came to the conclusion that this is wrong. If best friends were people that knows you inside and out, half the world would be best friendless. Nobody really knows a person and it's the little secrets, the tiny hidden mystery in someone that keeps you coming back, no? Or put it this way, everyone has things they never revel, so therefore, nobody can know anybody inside and out. It's more fun this way anyway. 

- A best friend is some one who out of all your friends, you like the best. 
      No argument there, for technically, this is right but there are some (many) cases where you are not your best friend's best friend. And I think that's sad. Because everyone deserves a best friend that thinks the sun always shines out of their ass. 

- A best friend is some one who makes you laugh hours on end, at the most stupidest, most random things. 
     I'm a creature of laughter. It makes me happy. You make me laugh therefore you make me happy, and making me happy is a wonderful thing. If I can laugh for hours on ends with a person, it's an awesome thing and that means, I think that person is awesome. And if the person bothers to stick around to make me laugh (for hours on ends) then obviously, the person thinks that the sun shine out of my ass. Flawed logic, no? 

I'm being to come to the conclusion that everyone has their own definition of best friends. And that for many people, it'll mean a different thing at different stages of their lives. Nothing stays the same, so why should definitions? For now, it'd be safe to say that my best friend is me or the internet? To single out someone would mean to hold them above all others, and I love a lot of people too much to do it to them.




Thursday, January 26, 2012

Just a quick one. . .

People are not boring.

Nobody is boring, sure they may seem jaded and tired and numb but nobody is boring. I believe that everyone has their moments, has times where they can go on and on and on about something. The times where the sparkle in their eyes let you know that you're about to step into something magical to them. Where they are so alive, it hurts when they have to leave that place (be it a conversation about the subject or a place) that they just have nothing much to say about anything else. That's the beauty of getting to know someone. Finding those places, getting to know the sparkle in them.

So before you go and get it in your head that someone is "boring", think okay?

My bedroom to be.

(Pic credited to: Tumblr)

When I think of my bedroom, I think of warm, glowing balls of orange lights, creamy, solid walls that hold me in and a cuddle mess of my bed, pillows and blanket. Of chilling winds that take me safely to the special recesses of my brain, that no one but me knows of. I guess when I think of my bed room, I think of home. Of comfort. Of being alone and it's the good type of alone (most of the times). And most importantly, when I think of my bedroom, I think of calm.

But for now, my bedroom is a jumble, not an unusual state for it to be in, but my bathroom's clean as a whistle! Cleaned it myself today. Can I get a round of applause? Heh. I need to visit Ikea for some stuff to make my bedroom flawless, a clothing hamper and stuff like that. But money, oh, money where have you gone? ):

So in lieu of that, let's just make a list of things I'd get from Ikea shall we?

- Clothes Hamper
- Lights: Spotlights, Fairy Lights, Bedside table lamp
- Bookcase


That's it, really...

Now I think I'll go make myself an fried egg sandwich for dinner. . .

When you are old - a poem by W.B.Yeats


When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

- W. B. Yeats. 

    I remember reading this poem a long time ago in a book I once knew. Books are like old friends for me, they come unexpectedly, just when I need escape and for many cases, they go back to where I found them, the library, of course. And every time a borrow a book that I've already read, it's like seeing an old friend I once loved. But minus the awkwardness and painful memories. How awesome is that? 

    Anyway, the book was a romance novel, not a happy one but a tragic one as many of them are. It told of love lost, of being betrayed, of betraying someone, of unexpected bonds that last the longest and of things coming full circle.  

    Maybe that's why I'll always be better off alone, I have stronger feelings for some books than I do for some people. Go figure, huh? 

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Location: Bukit Batok Driving Center


So, I was at BBDC today to register for my drivers license and about three quarters of the kids there had someone with them. Be it parents or friends , they had someone there.

I did not.

I'm not complaining. Yes, I'm not. Really! For me, it's already a privilege that I'm able to register for this using my mother's cash and not my own. I know that and believe me, I am way past grateful that my mother is supporting my through this and to ask her to accompany me to the center would already be too much to ask especially since she's so busy with everything else and (plus plus, more importantly) that I'm already twenty, you know? At some point we all have to grow up and do things on our own, yes?

But more to the point, what if I'm meant to be alone?

There. I said it.


What if I'm never meant to find close friends, never meant to find the type of love you split your soul for?


I know time will answer all but for now, can I just have a little sneak peek? These questions are stinging me inside yo.

For my past.


I keep thinking about the past and rehashing everything. You and me and you and me. You were the only one I walked away from knowing that I was really loved. And even when I moved on, the thought of you  still lingers. I know that we can't be cause there's just too many things in the way. And when it comes down to everything, i'd say that past is the past and we were never really meant for each other, just maybe we were right for each other for that time. But if I ever see you again, I'd thank you. For loving me. No matter what.

I think it's save to say that maybe you taught me to love. And I'm sorry for everything.

Ibrahim.

Money out of the bank

Mark this day with a sticky tape of some sort. Today we become adults.
Applied for my license today.
Yes, yes I did.

I smell freedom, 
I envision road trips,
and I feel a lot of money coming out.

96.30 to be exact.

Oh pooey. 

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Thursday, January 19, 2012

So much damn time spent thinking of you that now, even when I'm way past done with you, I just can't stop thinking about you. fuck this bullshit uh, I've got more important things to do, like getting my life in order.

"You were all the things that I thought I knew" and you know the lyrics that follow.
So dinner's done. What now?

Kidding. These past days roll by slowly, one draggy day after another. Absolutely every min of my time is taken up day dreaming about things that might happen, will never happen and things that happened. I know it sounds good, I know it sounds whimsical to spend your days dreaming your time away but it's not.

Hell no, it's not.

It shows you the countless things that you could be doing, the countless people that might happen to you, the countless amount of fun you could be having if you were prettier, smarter, cooler and basically, if you were better than who you are now. How like that ?

 Picture time, because this post is dragging me down.  

14 January 2012: D&D. (yes, that's a dino bouncy castle)


19 January 2012: ITE ACT+ CAMPAIGN ( made a name badge during work!)

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Some days I'm obsessive, and then some days I'm chill

but most days, I just. . .

Most days I don't really know what to do, where to stand and what to say.


Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim
Give me strength to do what needs to be done, 
Give me wisdom to know wrong from right,
Give me patience to let You lead my way,
Give me courage to face the day. 
Amin

Friday, January 13, 2012

Make up books to check out:

Rae Morris Makeup The Ultimate Guide
Rae Morris Express Makeup
Makeup Designer Makeup Book
Scott Barnes About Face
NARS Express Makeup
Kevyn Aucoin A Beautiful Life
Robert Jones Makeup In 5 10 15 20 Minutes 
I have done it. 

I have officially become nocturnal. I spend my nights watching Friends again, finished till season nine by the way. Great accomplishment, very proud. Okay, maybe not as great as it seems but still an accomplishment. One of the many perks of being twenty and anchor-less. 

So these past few days, I've been trying to set a routine. You know, 

twelve - brush teeth - wash face - read book - sleep

and

wake up - brush teeth - wash face - run - breakfast

Not going good, by the way. For some reason, I can't think of, I keep skipping the gym part. Oh and the sleep part. Maybe not a good combi huh? 


Oh wells. Loves
xx

 

MUMMMYYYYYYYYYY

Things I need:
  • mouthwash
  • razors
  • rubberbands
  • face moisturizer 
  • hair mask
  • facial wash
  • bobby pins
  • elastic bands 
  • cotton pads
  • cotton buds
  • make up wipes
  • skipping rope

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.
This aint what I'd thought it'd be.

Plans make the man

Saturday, 14 Jan 2012
  • 5.30 - 11 pm : E.work @Siloso Beach
Sunday, 15 Jan 2012
  • Rest
Monday, 16 Jan 2012
  • Apply for Fig&Olive
Tuesday, 17 Jan 2012
  • 7.30 - 10.30 : Kranji Pri 
Wednesday, 18 Jan 2012
  • 7.30 - 10.30 : Kranji Pri 

Monday, January 9, 2012

I do not miss you but I still think about you.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Can i honestly say that I'm not scared? Hell no.


So tmr I'll have to head down to rp alone and yeah, I'm scared. But this will be good you know, like a step towards being independent. I CAN DO THIS.

hellyeah.
xx

Thursday, January 5, 2012

You can't deny.

Money dont fall from trees, kid. 

So for 2012, here are the biggest things I wanna get: 




Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Things to get done: 4 January 2012

  •     call moe     
  •     call dental  
  •    do laundry  
  • clear up room
  • make fries
  • clear kitchen 
  • clear desk 
  • gather lib books
  • return lib books
meh, let's call it a good day and be done with it? 
Never trust any guy that says "I'll call you".

Monday, January 2, 2012

#if you were mine, i'd love you everyday.

Friends are the family that we pick for ourselves.

Resolutions.

Resolutions blah blah blah.

fuck you fuck you fuck you you damn idiot, you lead me on the you cut me down. Okay, that's a bit uncalled for. Thanks for the lesson?

So, onto the new year, there are things that I need to get done and things that I need to prioritize and just because, here's a list:


  • FINISH UP MY DENTAL APPOINTMENTS. 
  • LEARN THINGS I WANT TO LEARN
  • BE INDEPENDENT - money wise, relationship wise, studies wise.
I want to find someone I can be completely stupid with. To be truly myself with, all my weirdness, my lameness, to tell all my fall flat jokes to. One day, I hope you'll come.

So many words, so little time.


Learn to take better photos.
Learn to drive a car
Learn my religion
Learn .