Happy New Year!

This year, I spent New Year’s Eve at home with my family and my favourite boy – an unlikely and totally unexpected combination :) Miles gave up his clubbing and dinner party plans while I gave up numerous shisha dates (seems that that’s all I do these days) in order to spend the last few moments of 2009 together <3 Granted, it wasn’t at all what I expected but I ended up having a ton of fun anyway, which is not hard considering I spent the end of this ridiculously monumental year with the people I love the most :) Here’s to the end of a great year, and here’s to the start of one that’s going to be even better ^^

♥

karma, kismet, kamikaze suicides

I got a little surprise just before midnight :) Miles came down to my place, bringing with him some good old McDonalds (no shaker fries though, arhhhggg) and a little present.. It made my entire day :) They’re a pair of bronze-coloured earrings that when I saw in Diva a while back knew I needed in my life.. Of course, I never actually ended up buying them because I was on a tight budget of $4 at that point in time :( I eventually forgot all about them and avoided any sort of costume jewelry shop from then on to limit the expenditure of money I didn’t have, so what a surprise it was to receive them tonight!!! I love these earrings so much I have an almost identical pair in silver :)

If you ask me, there’s one thing he does that has got to be the absolute sweetest thing of all time – everytime we have a fight, he always, always, always surprises me with a little present after that. His “peace offering”, he calls it. You’d think I’d get used to his gesture of getting me something little after each of our hair-raising arguments after a while, but it always makes me smile every single time.. :) Anyway, if you can see the plaster on my knuckle in the photo, it’s cos I accidentally punched the corner of my mirror :( Stupid x 2073740640307, I had to shower with my hand stuck of the shower because it hurt so much!

Looking forward to knocking out for the next 10 hrs.. Exhausted.

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jelly hearts, jupiter, jumping on the bandwagon

I spent the evening peeling off my cheap fuchsia nail polish (got to be one of the most therapeutic things you can do) while eating a slightly diet-damaging lemon cupcake and watching silent films on miotv (something’s gone wrong with the sound upstairs :( ). All because my brother had about 700 of his friends over for a Christmas party.. The minute I stepped through the doors of my house I was hit in the face with an explosion of people everywhere I turned!! So anyway, I was supposed to watch Sherlock Holmes after school with my sisters today but it was sold out everywhere.. It was a blessing in disguise though, because after being food deprived for the entire day I ended up having the most satisfying dinner ever at Crystal Jade with Miles ^^ We had a huge cup of yoghurt at Frolick after that for dessert with a ton of strawberries, orea bits and milo chocolate bits.. Mmm it was definitely one of the most amazing meals :) But then again, it must’ve been cos I was so goddamn hungry!!!

Three new books passed down from my sisters that I can’t wait to start reading!!! I’m particularly excited about reading Larsson’s third book in the Girl With The Dragon Tattoo trilogy – I’m always trying to get Miles to read these books but he just does not have my astounding patience for books with beginnings that drag on for years before they become mildly interesting. So anyway, I didn’t really have anything to blog about today because I haven’t uploaded any photos recently (can’t post photos of the two pairs of AMAZING, KILLER, SEX-ME-NOW shoes the best boyfriend in the universe got me for Christmas.. they give me the shivers whenever I look at them ^^) but there is one thing on my mind: I HAVEN’T DONE MY FUCKING EE! Bonny Morris is going to burn me alive.. My only hope is to do it this weekend, but fat hope of that happening. Speaking of Bonny Morris, Junhung was telling me about this one lesson where he was late and his excuse was that he was trekking through the jungle.. Hahaha it’s times like this which makes me miss school.. Okay no NO why did I just say that?! Ugh I am going to sleep >:(

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Merry Christmas ‘09! x

It is during Christmas when you exchange the gifts you spent hours trying to come up with, choosing at the store, then wrapping haphazardly at the strangest hours of the night. It is during Christmas that you’re allowed to get delightfully tipsy on expensive rosé and stuff yourself silly with the widest variety of roasts you’d ever find under one roof, disregarding the 7 trillion calories you must’ve consumed in the past 30 minutes. It is during Christmas when you get together with not just your family, but with all the people you love, to enjoy the festive Christmas spirit and just have a great time by being with everybody. It is during Christmas when you absolutely have to go to church at a ridiculous hour (8:30am for me!) to remember the very reason why Christmas even exists in the first place, and it is during Christmas where the very act of giving and experiencing a person’s joy at your gift makes all the hectic hours spent sprinting across Singapore lugging bags heavy enough to break an arm or two completely worthwhile :)

I hope everyone reading this had an absolutely fantastic Christmas, and if you didn’t.. Just wait for Christmas ‘10 – it’s bound to be twice as amazing :) I don’t mean to rain on anyone’s parade, but as shiny and wonderful as Christmas is, it wouldn’t be complete without some form of remembrance for the past year. For me, this recollection always comes at a heavy price, for I am more often than not struck by an unpreventable surge of crushing sadness at the reality of all the good friends 2009 took away from me: to distance, to miscommunication, to simple lack of effort. It is not so much the betrayals but more the loss that haunts me, for as the wise always preach, “Remember to treasure what you have before you lose it, because nobody really knows just how much they have until it’s gone”.

ANYWAY! I’m late with this post so it’s no longer Christmas but Boxing Day here in Singapore. I hope everyone reading this has great plans for their Boxing Day – more parties? Drinking? A wild night out to practice before New Year’s Eve? As for me, my plan for Boxing Day is simple – sleep for the next 10 hours! I’m wiped out from all these gatherings at the house and present shopping :(

Hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas!

♥

ignorance, indecision, infatuation

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Dear you,

Today I’d have told you about the art of catching sunlight with your fingers, for such magic is surely no easy feat. Sunlight?, you’d have asked me, your face creased with confusion, for in your head you’d imagine liquid gold spilling through cracks in my cupped hands, trickling down my arms onto the sidewalk like blood from the sun, no- like tears from the sun. Yes, I’d have laughed, which in all honesty answered none of the questions in your head, and as we walked down the dirty streetwalks of your mind you’d have frowned at the golden footprints I left behind.

Love, me

No one can make me smile like this silly boy <3

♥

wait your turn

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I absolutely cannot wait for this to come out in Singapore! It looks hilarious.. It’s also slightly terrifying when you realize the sheer number of ridiculously famous people that act in this show. Taylor Lautner and Taylor Swift are in this too.. Ahh! Can’t wait ^^

♥

hereditary, hatred, hundred flowers blooming

I just added twitter and a subscription button to the right-hand side column, not sure if it is absolutely necessary but new technology always makes me cheery! Makes everything so suspiciously easy though.. So I’ve finally cleared all my boxes out of my room and sorted through all the crap that’s covered the surface of my floor for the past, what, 3 weeks.. Feels good to not have to tiptoe through mountains of junk! I found my first “memory box” in one of my moving boxes, aptly named after all the little things I chucked inside.. I had letters, rosettes from riding competitions, the ribbon that was tied around my mast during the most dreadful sailing competition of all time, the tiara from a competition in primary school, about 4 billion neoprints and a ton of other things that once, not too long ago, meant something to me. It was an odd feeling sifting through all these things, and it was even stranger reading the letters that people I don’t even talk to anymore, or if I still do then don’t talk to the same way, wrote to me a lifetime ago. Sometimes I regret the way I never stayed, content with drifting in and out of people’s lives, solid for the briefest of moments and then gone, off to terrorize somebody else. I miss them, all these shadows I hardly remember anymore, but I suppose like everything they too must fade away.

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I lock my door upon myself,
And bar them out; but who shall wall
Self from myself, most loathed of all?

- “Who Shall Deliver Me?”, Christina Rossetti