Wednesday, 15 Aug 07
Posted in Sing a song [of sixpence] at 11:25 am by jadeite
Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there’s no-one else to blame
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere else to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
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Posted in @#$@#RANTS, Hurhur :D at 11:05 am by jadeite
My roomie moved in last week when I wasn’t around and…cleaned up the whole room, including my table; swept, mopped, and cleared all the garbage the previous tenants left behind.
Shock.
Awe.
Instant guilt. :P
Anyhow, last night I went to bathe at about 4am. I was about to key in the number code when I realized the code had already been tripped and the door was ajar. I shrugged and walked into the first available shower cubicle; doing so, I realized the door to the first cubicle was locked, and I assumed there was someone inside.
Funny, but the floor was dry and there was no sound coming from the cubicle. Another assumption - this time that there was something wrong with the cubey and so the cleaners had locked it. I closed my own toilet door and started hanging my clothes up on the hooks.
Then I froze. My heart whipped into double time. I had distinctly heard some sound from the next cubey. I immediately looked downwards and studied the bottom of the wall divider intently, just watching it in total silence for a full minute. There! There, shadows moved. I heard quiet muffled sounds, like someone trying very hard not to make any noise. There was definitely someone next door - but that someone also definitely wasn’t showering. And if you’re not showering, what are you doing in the cubicle?!
All kinds of horrifying possibilities ran through my mind. Peeping tom! Ghost? Horribly maimed child abandoned by parents? Alligator? (Okay maybe not the last one.) Without another second’s hesitation I gathered my things and fled the toilet. I thought to go to the toilet on the other side but to my chagrin realized I didn’t have the number code for that block’s loo. Blah. I was just about to give up on my shower for the night when the sound of the toilet door was heard and then I saw a guy lingering outside the girl’s toilet I had just hurriedly vacated.
Aagh! Had he really been inside?? Was he a peeping tom? Ugh. The weirdest thing was that…he was wearing roller blades. Like seriously…a peeping tom who wears roller blades to spy on girls in the loo? :/
But then! Everything fell into place! When a girl then came out of the toilet!
GEEZ. The couple had probably been making out in the cubey next to mine and had probably frozen in mid-act when I came in all happy and innocent and wanting a nice shower. Gyaaarh. Get a room, people.
I’m just glad I managed to get my bath in the end.
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Monday, 13 Aug 07
Posted in Picture-Perfect at 7:16 pm by jadeite
The man is gorgeous but the jersey?
Pbleh.
Adidas has managed to make me sad :(
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Posted in Love, Praise and worship at 6:40 pm by jadeite
I spend far too much time traveling these days, wrapped up in a little bubble of me-time in the two-hour journeys to and from NIE. Sometimes I have a book with me, sometimes I only have my thoughts (but I always, always have my iPod; thank God for Steve Jobs and portable music). Today I finished rereading ‘Boy Meets Girl’ by Joshua Harrison on my journey toward school (there’s just something indefinably wrong about traveling back and forth for four hours and spending only two hours at your destination).
I was just thinking how unexpected life can get sometimes - how brilliant an architect of life God is. I don’t know why it’s so difficult to place trust and faith in Him when every time I manage it, things miraculously fall into place; then two seconds later I decide, okay, I can take it from here now, and then I go and screw things up for myself.
Must…learn…patience :) and forbearance, and faith.
I’d actually thought I’d hate traveling but you know, it’s kind of nice to have that time to myself away from my computer and where I can’t really do anything but sit and write and read and think. I’ve penciled countless notes to myself in my journal on these trips, unraveling my thoughts, putting my days in perspective, planning my week, to-do lists and prayer points. Scribbling down lists of things that make me happy all over. I’ve finished about four books in a week, having rediscovered Orson Scott Card and his gorgeous ‘Women of Genesis’ series. So I suppose the long bus rides aren’t that bad after all.
And I think of unrestrained smiles, of lollipops; breathing in the quick and heady scent of Hugo Boss. I think of sand in my shoes, endless blue water, sunshine like a hot dry palm on my cheek. I think of sharing prayers, hopes and dreams; I think of Adidas and Stevie (whether Wonder or Gerrard) and celebrating every red goal. Chicken drumsticks and double cheeseburgers, wanting to be a zoo-keeper, drinking bottle after bottle of water, sweet popcorn (not salty). Nasi lemak. Liverpool jerseys. Singing my favorite hymn. Random things that make me happy.
There. That was a moment, the kind that makes me stop and stare and my mouth go round in a little ‘O’ because just for that split second, everything falls into perfect place. My lips curve up in an uncontrollable smile, and a fanciful part of me can almost hear a triumphant soundtrack start to play the indescribable happiness and comfort in my heart. You know the feeling, don’t you? It’s always so humbling to have my prayers answered, or to find out that I’m part of someone else’s answered prayer. Of all the billions of people on this earth, God knows me personally - every hair on my head, every thought in my heart (good or bad :/), every word before I say it. Me. He knows who I am, and He still loves me.
And everything becomes right with the world.
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Posted in Hurhur :D at 2:31 am by jadeite
You know how the seats at Ben and Jerry’s at VivoCity are shaped like cow’s udders?
Shyam: There aren’t enough chairs leh.
Me: It’s okay, because, hurhur, we can just get an-udder.
Shyam: *blank look of incomprehension*
Me: Geddit? Geddit? An udder? Another?
Shyam: *silence*
Me: Never mind. :/
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Sunday, 12 Aug 07
Posted in Sing a song [of sixpence] at 12:50 pm by jadeite
Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plum
You came along and everything started to hum
Still it’s a real good bet, the best is yet to come
The best is yet to come, and babe won’t it be fine
You think you’ve seen the sun, but you ain’t seen it shine
Wait till the warm-up is underway
Wait till our lips have met
Wait till you see that sunshine day
You ain’t seen nothin’ yet
The best is yet to come, and oh baby won’t it be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
Come the day that you’re mine
I’m gonna teach you to fly
We’ve only tasted the wine
We’re gonna drain that cup dry
Wait till your charms are right, for these arms to surround
You think you’ve flown before, but you ain’t left the ground
Wait till you’re locked in my embrace
Wait till I hold you near
Wait till you see that sunshine place
There ain’t nothin’ like it here
The best is yet to come, and babe won’t it be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
Come the day you’re mine
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Posted in Musings at 12:16 pm by jadeite
Pool won their opening EPL match for the first time in man-I-don’t-know-how-long, and I’m over the moon :D
Torres assisted a beautiful own goal in the first half; then Stevie baby rescued us from one-point oblivion after Villa equalized in the last five minutes, with a real scorcher of a 20-yard goal. Simply gorgeous. A beautiful curve ball that just soared lightly into the goal like there was a magnet in the corner of the net *swoon* I do loves my Stevie :P
Happy happy happy that the premiership is back again. I finally have something constructive to do with my Saturday evenings :D
Playing Chelski next week! Cavern here I come :P
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Thursday, 9 Aug 07
Posted in Musings at 8:36 pm by jadeite
- The fact that Singapore is so small, I can watch the planes on TV then immediately rush to my window and be able to see the planes fly past my house in the next two seconds
- The old-school Singapore songs
- Fireworks, fireworks, fireworks. I can hear them from my house too :) One day I’d like to watch fireworks with someone I love
- The flag fly-past with the helicopters
- Damn sexy water maneuvers
- Being able to look at the set and saying proudly, Yu Hsien designed all that!
- Today the emcee was talking about how skilled and smooth the rollerbladers were, just as the camera zoomed in on one of them going up the ramp, tripping, and falling on his butt. Class, this is irony.
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Posted in Picture-Perfect at 6:21 pm by jadeite
I don’t know why this reminds me of Matthew :D
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Posted in Musings at 3:48 pm by jadeite
- Having four good books to read, so I can go as fast as I want and not have to pace myself to read slowly in case I have no more books to read.
- Being able to blast my music really loud, with the bass turned up and thumping, because my mother isn’t home to complain about the noise
- Stealing my brother’s Reese’s peanut butter cups from the refrigerator. My favorite.
- Apple cheese sausages in the fridge, for me to flash-fry later with olive oil and drizzlings of honey and sautéed onions. Oh baby, yeah.
- The anticipation of the National Day Parade on TV. Yes, I have a soft spot for the NDP, remember.
- Thinking about what I had for breakfast this morning. It tasted so, so good - I wish I could have more.
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