Monday, February 27, 2012


got used to
sleeping alone, an empty inbox, quiet walks, cold hands, tired neck, unfilled papers, idles.

isn't that bad.

Monday Blues hitting it in

It's already Monday & it's back to school; early mornings and late nights. I should sleep soon & brace myself for the midterm exams.

Friday, February 24, 2012

The Tree of Life

Been wanting to catch The Tree of Life last year in the theaters but I didn't get the chance because of my exams. Finally caught it on Tuesday, thanks to my dad who bought the dvd.
I must say it isn't the typical dramatic or action filled blockbuster film. It isn't one where emotions are clearly expressed and defined in the film. There is a nice flow to it when the different stages were introduced throughout the film though there were some parts that were confusing (like the volcano and microscopic scenes). But thinking about it after it ended, it all made sense.
Sad, but terribly beautiful.
I think forum postings are gonna drive me insane. My whole day has been spent reading posts by the professor for the upcoming exam, with the exception of my morning which was spent continuing my lab report.
I'm getting really restless after the effects from coffee and red bull starts to wear off. I'm feeling rather hungry since I only has half of a piece of garlic bread and a slice of cheese.

it's already friday

Unproductive week, last thing I actually need. Hair's been poking everywhere and irritating my skin, tied and pinned up the whole bunch. Yet to think of what I should do with it.

so swim

Thursday, February 23, 2012

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

beautifully written, be still my heart.

Monday, February 20, 2012

It's a pity how I had so much hope.
It's time to start studying for the midterms.
Anyway, I finished Season4 of Merlin, still am terribly in love with it.
Met Sam for tea at Marmalade Pantry, I love her new dog!

Sunday, February 19, 2012

An Apology

I'm sorry heart for putting you so much that you don't deserve.
I'm sorry body for neglecting your dignity.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012


Skipped school,
Walked a distance,
Bought stuff for baking and junk to fill my insides.
Baked a lot of oreo brownies;
packed individually.

Planned to write some notes,
Didn't know whom should I write to,

Hair smelt strongly of fudge,
Smell still lingers- at least mentally.

Finished series 2 of Sherlock,
Wished I was like Sherlock.
Every aspect.

Yesterday, had a friend who talked me out of
Something I never really did wave surrender to.
My heart
Still arrested.
She told me to throw it all.
I needed that.
I needed to hear that.

Friday, February 10, 2012

Born To Die

She's gorgeous

Kasabian & Vaccine, Singapore

Definitely winners for NME's best live performance. Came home sweaty, smelling of alcohol and legs tired from the jumping but how could I possibly say no to THE VACCINES AND KASABIAN.

Monday, February 6, 2012


shiver me timbers

I can't sleep now cause I have a crushed spider's body next to me, I feel terribly itchy as though there's something on me, & I got a huge fright from spotting the spider and actually crushed it under some paper.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

In the small hours

an abstract

Departures linger. Absences do not
Deplete the tavern. They hang over the haze
As exhalations from receded shores. Soon,
Night repossesses the silence, but till dawn
The notes hold sway, smoky
Epiphanies, possessive of the hours.

- Wole Soyinka

this satire.

The Three Oddest Words

When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.

When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.

When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no non-being can hold.

Wislama Szymborska

Friday, February 3, 2012



My week ended early yesterday since I skipped my last lecture. Had lunch out of school at some Vietnamese food place before trying to memorize some drugs at Starbucks.
Thankfully there's no lab today, finally understand the job of having a day free.

Btw, this pink picture is of Bacillus Megartherium but our cuture has this special mini rods along side.