Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Exercise

I think if I counted all the push-ups that I did from this year to after A divs, it would probably add up to about 100,000.
No this is not a joke.
I'm going to get scarily muscular arms, fear me.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

"Do you know how sometimes - when you are riding your bike and you start skidding across sand, or when you miss a step and start tumbling down the stairs - you have those long, long seconds to know that you are going to be hurt, and badly?"
I knew that tonight was going to be different once I asked about her, but I couldnt help it, I just couldnt let it go.

I can't wait to leave for Australia, I feel trapped and aimless in Singapore. I just want to be free, you know.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009












My love, look at how close we are instead of how far.









Monday, November 16, 2009

I've finally found the friends that I've always dreamt of having.
I should tell you all the wonderful things they have done.
But instead I will keep it close to my heart.
I need not boast about those friends I have.
I just hope that everyone will someday find friends like these.
J, K, R
You do not know how glad I am to have got you all.

We might as well be strangers

I cannot help but not be myself when I am around you and her.
We are so different alone and in a crowd.
Which is the real us then?
I cannot and will not tell you to forget her.
Because the way you look at her is exactly the way I look at you.
&& if someone were to tell me to forget you, I would tell them, not a chance.

As muuch as I hate to admit, you both actually do look good together.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Into the future.

I was at the eleventh floor today.
Dinner was Jap, how I enjoyed making my own sushi.
Laughter and drinks flowed freely.
The adults were comfortable around their companions.
I cannot help but think that they are everything I want to be when I grow up.




Drawn

Is it okay that I gravitate towards you when you are near?
Is it okay that my insides glow when you are next to me?
Is it okay that I cannot help but need you?
Is it okay that you know how I feel?

But most of all, is it okay to carry on this way even though I know we can never have a future?