Wednesday 25 March 2015

W

Love is a spark. 
Sometimes it lights up your life; sometimes you burn down things with it.

Love is a key. 
Sometimes it opens a door for you; sometimes you lock yourself in with it.

Love is giving up. 
Sometimes it rids your vices; sometimes you sacrifice your dreams for it.

Love is a change. 
Sometimes it changes your world; sometimes you use it to change the other.

Love is a connection.
 Sometimes it guides you to happiness; sometimes you trace grudges through it.

Love is a trip. 
Sometimes it brings you to the greatest wonders; sometimes you find your way back with it.

Love is a gamble.
 Sometimes it wins you a future; sometimes you lose yourself in it.


At the end of the day, I'm still sorry how things had turned out for us.
But hey, it's time to face the music. 
Love is not as bad as we've made it to be.
I am sure.
Hope you would come to realize that from the next person.

So this is for you.
The last time you as you.  


Sunday 15 March 2015

What You Seek Is Seeking You



Mom once said,
The moment you find yourself looking at the sky, you are already a philosopher.


I am dreaded by the thought of stop feeling feelings. That's the worse thing you could ever do to a person, or to yourself.


So show me that you are a person.
A person fully capable of rich thoughts, vast emotions, meaningful communications, deep connections, chaotic struggles, dark desires, unwavering pursuits 
And in turn, you will see me as my own 

I promise.

Thursday 12 March 2015

SILKAIR screwed it up again and again and again



Religion teaches us to be okay with people fucking around with us.
Even so, there IS still a limit to it.
And besides, when was I ever religious?


But it's not too rude a compliant isn't it?
I mean, given they screwed up NOT ONCE NOT TWICE BUT FREAKING THRICE for us just in this quarter alone. 
And now I have to biologically control my eyeballs from rolling whenever people mention Singapore airlines and quality in the same sentence.


As the email said, I actually FORGOT about all the unpleasantry after my own flight until the saga repeats again for my mum recently. 
One simply does not accidentally off her bitch mode TWICE.

So yup Silkair, clock is ticking for you and I am not kind anymore.

Sunday 8 March 2015

It's 2015 baby

Hi I'm back, albeit after a few months. Apologies for the lack of consistency in writing, I'm still working with that.

I totally agree that we all experience accelerating rate of change in our twenties. And that's why I found myself missing this space, I need a point of reference, I need an anchor.
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In the past few months, I went to China for a month plus, where I realised how closely knitted my life is with Google (which is banned in China as you know). I cant go to email, blogger, Youtube, Google Playstore, Google itself, and to make things worse, Instagram and Facebook dont work there as well. My life became nonfunctional, but that also meant I had a lot of time for myself. 3/4 through the month, I actually grew to know more about myself. 

Suddenly I felt free, I was no longer compelled to 'be updated' and resulted to having a lot of genuinely free time for myself.

The instant access I have in Singapore is taken for granted, the censorship in China is not challenged, but the common point is, we ALL seem to be OKAY with immersing our lives in technology. And the extent is rather sad. I admit through this experience, I've learnt I can never live without it now (I secretly always dream of running away and live as a cavewoman in the mountains), but I also know life is so much more than just facing the screens. 

Then it's the job-search. 

I am graduating this May and though I had NEVER see any appeal in the 9-5 regime, I'm starting to see work in a different light - and that is to be in control of my learning and path. And for this, I am actually looking forward to it. Guess this is part of growing up. 


Love is perplexing, as usual. We are all going through a rough patch now and still trying to figure out the right way out. But it's no longer unhappy, we have grown a lot since the unhappy days.

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Last thing, I managed to find the photos of the earlier accident back in Phuket. So you may want to take a look here.


This was where we slept in Changi airport cos we missed our flight.



The place where we were surrounded by the wailings of wild dogs.



The Thai military camp lies behind that turn. This was also taken seconds before our crash. 


The very kind restaurant owner sent us to this clinic and it was my view for that half an hour.




Selfie with the owner's kid whom we picked up along the way.



We threw away a few pieces of clothes cos there was blood everywhere.





Back to the restaurant for a dinner with view. 



The owner securing our scooter at the back of the truck in the rain before he sent us back. 



 All water activities had to be cancelled cos of our wounds. So all we could do was chilling.

Wow, it was only 9 months ago. Felt like ages alrd.