it was yoshinoya at milennia walk today! (: with seanchua/ian/timseow/ivan. i went to CANDY EMPIRE! and bought 2 willywonka chocolate! the caramel chocolate one and the purple wrappered one. it wasnt exceptionally delicious nor worth $2.20 each, i think it's just an advertising gimmick.

being caught up with the complicated world we live in, maybe pretty purple coloured wrappers which alludes to Willy Wonka Chocolate factory gives us an escape route into a fairy tale world. it's psychological. everyone just wants to tread into an ethereal world, surrounded by fantasies and everything nice and happy. the light heartedness, the surreality, the make belief. its the fire escape from entrapment, illness, unhappiness and mind forged menacles and all the miserablity of the human race. its the passport to attain divinity, the blur distinction between reality and surreality. the ironic tangibilty of it all. for that minute or so with the melting of one of the chocolate hats in my mouth, i felt, Larger than life.






it would be splendid to find that in my chocolate bar later on (:
and they say, chocolate evokes happiness. (endorphin?)
sure, it does. (:

over oreo frappe at cartel with sean&ian, we started a discussion on religion. hey, i really love such talks, it's really.. Enriching. yesterday the topic was on nuclear strength& wars, today's pertaining to religion. so the issues boiled down to 2 contentions.

1) are youth fellowships a societal grouping or does it really enhance one's faith?
2) is God male/female?

and no matter how heated or extensive our points of view were, there are no answers to it. and probably, never will have.

with a Battery Low!! handphone and forgetting to bring my ipod out today, i was forced to listen to the music of my thoughts and solely that. i tried to give myself a logical answer for questions regarding existence. i couldnt. i took out The Glass Menagerie and read the part on Laura.

theres a Laura in all of us. she appears weak and vulnerable, allowing us to perceive that she is susceptible to the darts of cruelty in life. and yet she encompasses just strength and resilience, unfathomable from the outlook she portrays. this is shown when Jim broke her unicorn, her prized possession of treasury. she blocked out her disappointment and distraughtness and rather than cry&moan&groan about the snapping of her source of life, she mastered up her courage and hid her emotions. she even reassured Jim that it was alright and tried to make a humor out of it. to me, character moulds a person. similarly, even though we may seem fragile and delicate on the outside, we possess a form of Strength we never thought we had. that strength is just entrapped within us for now, but one day, it'd untangle itself and unleash its power. only then we realise that Hey, we're actually not that liable to circumstances.
and as they say, what doesnt kill us makes us stronger.

and as i periodically look out of the window, i came to a bustop which reminded me of you. at that instance, a surge of emotions just overwhelmed me. i wished that perhaps, i could be pleasantly surprised by seeing you stepping up the steps and tapping your ezlink card. i pictured an image of you occupying the empty seat next to me and us catching up on our lives. it wasnt too long ago, yet so much have changed. i wish we didnt break that tangible thread which had binded us tgt. i was enticed by your courage and sheer perserverance. you were always that strong one, lifting me up from the downs and yet being shrouded by unhappiness yourself. if i had said something else, reacted differently, maybe things would be different now.

*l just reminded me of you, whatever it is, hope you're happy. and *l too. hope the sisters will be too.


we ain't no supermen
nah its ok
we're teammates
these things shld be touch and go
sorry if i evr offend u la...just noe tt i nvr mean it
cos we're teammates...we've all only got each other to rely on..

yeah (: to me, its the small things in life which touches me the most. its the little actions which makes life all worth living. like while at yoshi today, i saw this boy ard 6 in his little sister's pram. he was so blissfully sleeping, unperturbed by anything. his little sister aged ard 4yrs old was fondling his face with her baby soft fingers and later, gave him a peck on his cheeks. isnt that just so sweet? (:

Somewhere Over the Rainbow,
Way up High,
There's a land that I've heard of,
once in a lullaby.

Somewhere Over the Rainbow,
Skies are Blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
really do come true.

Some day I'll wish upon a star and wake up where
The clouds are far behind me,
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
away,
above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me.

Somewhere Over the Rainbow,
Blue birds fly
Birds fly over the Rainbow,
why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the Rainbow,
Why, oh why can't I?

today was a Seans&Ian&Mel study day at beautyworld macs. Haha, what boring ulufied people we are! did abit of lit and one page of econs. GAH!! i cant believe that my productivity rate is so very low. this is no good, at all. went to Hair Business awhile to cut my hair. was enticed by the big signboard. the washing hair technique was damn coooooolios. you just lie there and the machine washes your hair for you! heh. ..uh. i dontknow man, the first time the woman cut. i felt it was..too long. it looked the same as before, only thinner. so i went back to the shop to get it cut shorter. and now..i think its, pretty. short. pretty short! ):

nvm la, the comforting thought is that it'd grow back.
slowly, but surely (:

the 2hr dinner we had at the market from 9-11pm was gratifying! we thought abt all sorts of stuff, from nt-very-pleasant-ones to political affairs. enriched my interest in History! holla. talking about that, i better start history revision too. but the 3 thick files put me off la. ):

sigh,
i need to go running or smth.
feel so damn freaking unfit, and stuffing myself with food all day isnt make things better.

felt so weird the whole day.
at 3plus, i looked at my watched and was asking seanchua,
"eh, usually at this time what'd we be doing?"
"oh, suntec slacking la."

yeah.
i miss $1 autistic milo.
and buddy. and knight.
and the funny looking chicken.
and maybe, just maybe, the salem. (:

i'm a shorthaired, fat, unhappy girl who has to study. ):

okay la, bye.