on my own.

i'm doing fine.

i get lonely sometimes... then again, we all do. i just need to find ways to occupy myself, and everything is swell. the nights aren't too bad - falling asleep from exhaustion doesn't give me too much of an opportunity to think.

i need just a little bit more... maybe.

how are you doing?

they call this isolation.

the Suzuki Night Market is on tonight at Queen Victoria Market! i can hear the music from my apartment and, judging from the crowd turnout which i am getting a clear view of from the balcony, it looks pretty fun.

i should be out there.


but here i am, sitting in the silence of my room with only my thoughts to keep me company.

how did you switch off so suddenly?

what do you know?


what hurts the most
was being so close
and having so much to say
and watching you walk away.

zhong yu kan kai ai hui bu lai

so over it.

sir, that attitude has got to go.

it was cool once, it was cute once, now it's just getting old.

i believe in looking for the best in people, but sometimes i can't help but wonder where they leave their brains.


so you sailed away
into a grey sky morning


i don't know if i'll be lonely when you're gone.

cold as ice.

i can't help but feel that there's something missing here.

how do you let go of the one thing that you were once so completely sure of?

living has never looked so good.

we've got to hold on to what we've got.

appreciate all that is in your possession; always be grateful and have a positive outlook.

there is too much time and energy wasted on negativity - learn to live without it.

have all the fun you want, but don't forget that reality check every now and then.

this is the life of our times.



i can't quite get my head around the fact that 'meh' has officially earned a place in the Collins English Dictionary.

it's just like, whatever. so... yeah.

what we cherish & protect.

it's like what i said before -

the world may be burning down to the ground
everything we knew and loved may be going up in smoke

but to live for this one moment which precedes time, space & logic,
impenetrable by all that surrounds us

it comes as a rare commodity these days
and it brings with it a certain feeling that has been unearthed for too long

and that itself, is worth existing for.

got rice?

Soph; says:
ALLAN WU

Soph; says:
le sigh

Soph; says:
I want to eat ice cream off his abs


amen to that, sista. azn pride represent, yo.

grave news.

from the will of Bali bomber Imam Samudra:

"Isn't it Allah who has ordered us to kill them all, just like they have killed us and our family? Have a desire to become the slaughterer of kaffir people. Educate your children and grandchildren to become terrorists and slaughterers of all Kaffir (non Muslim) people."

how messed up is that.

i wonder what these people are smoking.

back to basics.

sometimes my mind draws a complete blank. other times it runs wild with a myriad of thoughts, strewn all over the place that it's hard to hold on to even one.

and then, there are moments when i am filled to the brim with ideas and inspiration... yet my ability to string together a sentence with even the simplest words, fails me.

let's strip ourselves bare of complexities.

leave the jargon at the door.

basic is the new black.

how to change the world 101.

it's like a dream come true, isn't it.

even watching the joyous reaction of non-Americans all over the world gives me goosebumps. it is that amazing, the fact that it has such a tremendous effect on so many people from different ends of the globe.

as S puts it, this sole figure has the ability to restore our faith and belief that every little miracle may eventually lead to something revolutionary - and that is the closest i will ever get to making a religious statement!

i am so scared for Obama and his family's life and safety. some people are just insane beyond human comprehension. i really hope those white supremacist shitheads don't get to him, both literally and figuratively. these people need to be securely locked up away from society.

just a little sidetrack - why aren't the Bali bombers executed yet? my apologies if that sounded harsh, but they don't feel the slightest remorse for their actions and they will always believe till their last dying breath, that what they did was for the greater good - so why should we waste our mercy and sympathy on them? why should they deserve to be pardoned? can anyone forgive them for all the grief and pain that they have caused?

back on the topic of Obama, i truly hope that he manages to deliver the promises that he has made, since it is only human nature to point an accusatory finger at the first trivial sign of incompetence or failure while the bigger picture is often neglected. the world will always be waiting with bated breath for his next move.

let's see those changes happen. or better yet, let's MAKE them happen.

all eyes on america.

America Decides 2008 has definitely been history in the making.

i've always thought of politics as a filthy word, but i'm all for change and Barack Obama's victory is just that. charisma and looks aside, i really hope that his administration will bring significant developments to the country's social and economic turmoil.

to celebrate Obama's win i have painted my nails in OPI Yes...I Can-can! from the France collection - it's not exactly his famous mantra that we've all come to know and chant, but it's close enough.

i know, i'm such a dork.

is it weird that i felt a twinge of sympathy for McCain during his concession speech?

tumbling thoughts.

what are you gonna do when the fog clears?

what are you gonna do then?


i don't know if i'm ready for this,
i don't know if i'm ready for you.

the best thing.

the start of a new month... already? sometimes i feel like the year has barely kicked off.


i'm back from my 3-day conference at Couran Cove off the Gold Coast. it was lots of fun - i met lots of people (welcome to the world of socializing and networking, baby!), the food & drinks were great (the fact that they were on the tab made it even better), sailing was heaps of fun and we had sunny blue skies all around.

it's funny how some of the more interesting conversations i had were with men twice my age. i like listening to life stories and they like telling them. with our age gap we could have passed off as father & daughter, but as we laughed and drank the night away i found myself wanting to know more about what they knew, and i digested all this information with an earnest thirst to see, to watch, to learn.

iPhones, Blackberries, Burberry polos, trips to Europe and Asia, family sedans with baby car seats securely fastened in the back, spending time with the wives & kids - these were some of the things that made up their lifestyle. not really a far cry from the narcissism and self-absorption of Gen Y, when you think about it... although i suspect they might have managed to weed out the detrimental aspects of living in a technology-dependent, wealth-obsessed, image-conscious era.


reality bites. sometimes it gives gentle nibbles and sometimes, when you're extremely well-behaved, it might even give you a playful lick - but mess with it too much and it might chew your arm right off.