Raining Words.

Dark grey clouds hangs over your head but the invisible string which is usually tied to your jacket did not exist. You are not attached to the gravity that the clouds has upon you, but still, you do not budge. You stay. Stagnant. Waiting for the clouds to get darker, heavier, and finally the downpour. Ironically, you anticipate with full knowing that you'd be drenched. Maybe you were tired of moving away. Maybe subconsciously, you think that the invisible string still exist. Maybe, you just needed to be soaked. Or maybe, it's all of the above. Your legs are tired from trampling over the thoughts in your mind repeatedly. Your heart is convinced that no matter what happens, you wouldn't be able to fight the law of gravity. And your soul needs to be flooded, for the times of draught it has been experiencing. And so, it happens. Then what?

We are often tired. Be it, physically or emotionally. Either way, we are human. But sometimes, we think that we are built. Machines. And we work our minds like it's some sort of gadget but we forget that unlike any other machinery product, it can't be -serviced. There isn't an expiry date to it neither is there a button that resets.

So, maybe what you are waiting for is the downpour. Just know that with each downpour, the clouds will part. Maybe, what you are searching for is the nearest exit out of your mind and the grandest entrance into your heart. Well, know that it was never locked.

Word for the day: faith.

A lil' heads up; I won't be around for the next 8 days! :) Well, at least not around the blogsphere lah. :b

Mine's On Shuffle and So is Yours.

We are separated by...

5 feet of distance
4 people between us
3 stops before our destination
2 pair of earphones
1 heartbeat.

But we are connected through the sounds of the same melody ringing through our ears.

Separated but very much in sync. I guess we'll never know, will we?

One more paper to go but why do I feel like I'm already on holiday? =D

One Way Mirror.

The scorching sun pierces his skin like pricks of a million tiny needles. He races to the nearest tree and sat himself under an umbrella of leaves. But still, he paced around the empty grounds, anywhere but beneath the cool shade. He found comfort in the stinging of the summer sunshine against his sweet olive skin. Anything feels better than the splint of glass making its way through the flesh of his heart. An excrutiating pain that no branches, no leaves, no cool breeze, could relieve the ache. Finally, he ends the conversation and held onto his phone tightly. With all five fingers wrapped around it, he silently wished that he could strangle and suffocate it. But really; what he wanted was to suffocate the life out of the conversation which he would never forget.

The glass remains, but at least the sun is starting to set.

4 more days till I embrace nothingness. :) Well, at least the nothingness of exams and uni but in the arms of fully enjoying the fullness of h-o-l-i-d-a-y! :D

Air Cycling.

The clock resting on his bedside table stopped ticking, but the one in his mind sent an alarming tune through his whole body which shook him out of his bed. It is a good thing that the mechanism of putting on his attire for the day is not as complicated. Well, that was the least of concern to him. All he could think about is getting his butt on the bus, for his work is at stake and he definitely cannot afford to create some sort of flaw for his boss to magnify upon.

Dashing through the doors of his home, he hoped he did not wake his wife. After all, the sun was still fast asleep over a blanket of a 5 am sky. 5 minutes before Bus 850 arrives and he runs across the streets in a somewhat disoriented manner; hoping to catch the bus or else it would take another hour wait for the next bus. And a huge sigh of relief, as he catches the bus just as it stopped at a traffic light. The door swung inwards and he muffled some sort of apologetic string of words to the driver. Well, the start of a morning would not have been complete without him on the bus. And of course, the start of his morning could have been worse if he did not wake up to the biological clock ticking somewhere in his mind.

I'm not cut out in writing interesting posts about my daily life lah...neither am I a good writer. So I'll just wring out whatever's left of my so called "creativity" but in reality it's like a record with scratches on it. The tune, skipping at every few beats of a number. Mixed with the inspiration I find in my daily life. :)

Step By Step.

And first in line... :)

Mount Dandenong Trip with me Housemates!

Wah, I feel a lil' rusty already trying to blog about updates in my life. o.O Anyway, thanks to feL for her ingenious ideas ;) We picked a few good spots from the lot and came up with #1; morning market #2;scones at the famous Ms. Marples and walking through the stretch of cute lil shops that sold cute lil' things! #3; lavender farm and to fill our tummys at the end of our day journey, #4; dinner at Sofias :) The weather was perfect and the company was perfect-er (haha). The drive was abit challenging but nevertheless we made it to all of our destination safely! Thanks feL! :D (drive manual summore) :b

Carribbean Gardens and Market filled with an assortment of goodies! :) from a variety of sweets to fruits,vege, and a nice atmosphere... I don't mind doing my groceries here every week! Lol

The delicious scones! Of course, alongside fresh cream and strawberry jam! muahaha!

Strawberry Waffle. yumm.



Quiche! which my roomie knows how to make also lah actually... Lol. Whee I just figured out how to resize my pics! Thanks to my roomie! Wakaka.

Me housemates! feL.shan.xuetying.me.and qing. :)



Lavender Farm! By the time we reached there, the shop which sold none other than lavender merchandizes/cafe was closed! :( But, the shop owner was nice enough to open the shop for us ! Of course lah, xuetying and fel gave them business... HEEhee

Dinner at Sofias and their risotto (which I failed at replicating the last time I tried T.T)

Me month stay with the lovelies in the Glen!

This is really the reason why I haven't been blogging... Yep, too busy preoccupying myself with the lovely Kong Sisters in the heart of Glen Waverley! ;) Oh well, the hugee assignment which were due right smack in the middle of my placements took up a fair amount of my time that of which I shan't discuss no more! T.T Anyway, my stay at the Glen and placements at Dandenong came to a bittersweet ending after I gave vannie the tightest hugg and kissies on her cheeks, a nice assuring i-will-see-you-soon-hug to meiyin and cuddles to kiffymiffyriffymufufufu (i'm lost) HAha... I had nothing but a BLAST with the girlies and what better way to describe em' if not, with visual effects! ;)

Dinner at T.G.I.F



The two lovelies who always makes me feel at home! (By the way, if home is where the heart is, then a piece of my heart lies with the both of you... whee).

Steak with butter mushroom sauce and long beans as side. :)



Jack Daniel's Rib with fries! Seriously good!

Chicken salad! We need those vegies! heee

We had dessert as well but didn't take a picture of that... It was an outrageously outrageous Friday's Sundae! HAha... Remember reading somewhere that women actually have two stomachs, one for mains and the other for dessert, always! ;) Lol. More than that, we had a train of conversation (insert) laughter and (cough) deep matters on the table that night too! Aih, missing those convos already!

:( I only have this picture that reminds me to Tim... Sorry Tim! HAha. We had many good times throughout my stay (Friday night's-random-chillin'-session-at-van's, studying-session which also turned into dinners, burito-session, badminton-filled-conversations lol) and this is one of the many when you came over and made us some baked pasta! :D Which is what I'm gonna be making tonight for my housemates! WAkaka... See, go stay with girlfriend, broadens my culinary skills as well! ;)

One morning, Van and I discovered the yumminess of bagels. Thus, we went bagel-istic! Not funny, we ate bagels for the next consecutive dayS! HAha...

Our breakfast; poached egg; mushrooms; (we also had cream cheese and smoked salmon); and of course, BAGELS!

Last Girls Night Out before I headed back to Bundoora At Shira Nui

Van and Meiyin took me to this Japanese Restaurant which really defined quality over quantity. You see, there are only two sessions available for bookings (either at 6pm or 8 pm). We were there at 6 sharp. :)



Missing ya gals already!!!

Sashimi and sushi mariawase (I think.) HAha...

Goten Mori (which is basically a platter of five different appetizers) You see the center lemon piece? It has oysters in em and for someone who isn't a huge fan of oysters, I'd say that it's YUM-O level reaches err the heights of my room ceiling. Wakaka...

Of course, black sesame creme brulee... :)

Cream Cheese Crepe with black sesame ice cream. :)

The next day, my aunt came and picked me up...And so it was time to bid Glen farewell. Bye-bye bus station which I so faithfully walk to almost every single morning and seeing the regular passengers hopping in and out of the bus. Seriously, I could even remember at which stop, who is gonna come up the bus! ( I should write about a bus post) Ok, yes I shall. HAha. Bye-bye, Glen Centro... where I'd always go and do my groceries for the week and peer into the windows of the shops every once in a while... Bye-bye Grand Tofu, where I tapau-ed dinner twice and Ah-Lik (the guy who works there) is expecting my return and well I was too lazy to explain to him that I'm only at Glen for a month. TEEhee. Bye-bye 2/11 Fairhill Parade and the two lovelies whom I miss oh so dearly! But I know we'll see each other again like, soon ? :)

Anyway, one last update then I'm done! Woah... this post has taken me three whole days to complete! That's a first timer man. By the way, this is all for you helena lim my babyboo! :)

And to complete this post:

The Return to Bundoora, Swan Lake and Dinner at Ying Thai! :)

With none other than my housemates! Whee... By the way, when I was young; probably about 7-9 years old? I remember feeling very upset that my sister got to watch the Swan Lake and I didn't okay! Lol. Didn't understand why I was too "young" to watch such beauty and grace on stage... Ok, maybe I was too young. I was too young lah. HAha. Watching it now (as I'm turning 21 might I add...). I understood my dad's decision to not allow me to go with him then. Randommm :b

Tom Yum Seafood which was sour enough! >.<

Crispy pork skin salad...My favourite! :)

The triplets! Wakaka... me.xuetying.fel.

No need introduction liao. You should know them by now ;) Wah, I look so tall here but that's because I was wearing a 3 inch heel! :b which then leads me to another story... one that consist of a bare sole! Not that it's not normal for me. Sigh, if only I was that tall. Lol. Anyway, Swan Lake was so good! :D Although the first act was abit lengthy for me and I have to admit, there were times when my mind were pacing about. And my eyes were squinting at times... but the performance was too good! :) Thanks Qing for doing the Ticketing stuff and feL for driving us to and fro! :)

So, I guess that pretty much sums up my whole of September-Early November... I forgot how it feels like to update about the happenings around me. HAHa. Hope I didn't do such a crappy job! :b

Mirai E.

I had to literally hold on to the neck of it or lean it against my shin at a certain angle so that it would not topple over. But maybe, I didn't have to. Maybe it would not crash onto the carpeted ground. I don't know, I never tried. I sit and I wait while mentally going through the notes and key areas of the song which needed more focus i.e. areas which I'd be more than likely to screw up. If I had the time, I would take it out of the sleeve and place it on my thighs; especially when my photographic memory becomes slightly distorted.

The process of waiting could sometimes be nerve wrecking but most of the time, exciting. Overjoyed, if it was my favourite tune. Excited mostly, because it is the time when I leave everything by the door and walk into the room where I could scream every ounce of stress through the strumming and plucking. Most of the time, not being loud and hard enough would be offensive.

It used to feel like forever waiting to be called in and a second before I ushered myself out of the door, greeted by my dad. I'd intentionally forget about the worries I left by the door like a forgotten umbrella and look forward to the next cycle. :)

Giselle in Boots.

Sweet Morning to you and you and you, :)

Even though the due date of my next assignment is approaching (MONDAY!) and my heart jumps into a puddle of nervousness, still, I refuse to generate these lazy bones into putting in the extra effort MUCH needed for this essay. T.T I am seriously lazy unimaginably... but but how can I not blog about this sweet morning. With the full moon of the sun and cool breeze. Don't you long for these days minus the heap of work?

Holidays; I await upon your arrival almost impatiently but boy I'm ready whenever you are. ;)