even the sun must make way for the rain sometimes in order for the trees to grow and the flowers to blossom.

but nevertheless, you have been generous with your kindness and grace. (:

they always say that there is no such thing as a free lunch. but during my short getaway with my mum, there were many free lunches, breakfasts, dinners and suppers as well. ((:

one of the most frequent sights i saw in the heartland were advertisements of young girls wearing colourful bikinis and a pleasant smile. and no, these posters were not trying to promote their brand of bikinis. they were advertisements of saunas that were mostly situated at corners of a dark alley or on the second floor of some building which probably couldnt afford better lighting.

when somebody is scolding you, it definitely helps if you dont understand the language he is cursing in. it is almost like listening to a symphony of sounds that you have never heard before.

on average, i think i walked for about eight hours a day, and most of the time with my sandals and the bottom of my jeans wet.

my eyes, my feet and my brain need a rest simultaneously now. and it feels good to be home, as my comfortable bed embraces me.

unlike this time last year, my heart is heavier than my luggage now, and as i leave before the dawn breaks, i will not only be bringing my bags along with me, but also my worries and my unsettled mind.

i know i have done something wrong but i cant apologise because i dont know what to apologise for.

getting the work done is important. but making sure that everybody is happy with the work thats been done, is even more important.

after ten breathless days, i treated myself to a haircut at a salon near my place cos i couldnt afford the time to go anywhere further than that.

i love getting my hair cut, partly because the hair-dresser always surprises me. usually i would step into the salon with an idea of what i would like my hair to be, but the end-product has never once tallied with the image that i had initially. sometimes it is better than i expect, and unfortunately, most of the time it isnt. but in the process, i get the pleasure of watching the burdensome locks and its split-ends fall to the ground, making my head lighter than before.

i think i can do better with less weight.

you have lived your life like the chocolate inside the marshmallow - sweet, soft and sheltered.

and when somebody takes a bite, your world crumbles.

when it comes to fiction, im a sucker for fairy-tale endings and it always pains me to see the good people perish and the somewhat ambiguous villains triumph in the end.

but then again, there can never really be a clear line that distinguishes right from wrong, and good from evil in reality. (only different priorities, remember?) by drawing the line and saying that this is right and that is wrong, we are judging other peoples actions based on our own values and principles. but who are we to make such a biased judgment. i feel so powerless sometimes.

i wanted to begin this post, lamenting the loss of my hero in my latest anime obsession. but i ended up asking myself, was my hero a good person to begin with.

and soon before i know it, i would indulge myself in a new tale and a new adventure, and i would forget about this hero i once grieved over.

do you experience a sense of disappointment everytime you wake up from a really deep sleep.

it is as if somebody took a vacuum cleaner and suck you out of the chink that you have been hiding in, and away from the wall you have been clinging on.

and bang, you are back in that cold dusty bag.

i wanted to start slow and pick up speed along the way, but now im forced to step on the accelerator.

i just hope the car wont break down midway, or collide with the oncoming traffic, or crash into a tree on the sidewalk.

God please keep me alive, at least for now.

a few days ago, i got a shock when i stepped out of my home.

i had been too caught up with fiction and fantasy that the world out there didnt seem real at all. neither did i.

it was like trying to find a green bean in the grass.

and when i found it, the bean had already sprouted.

what do you think singapores greatest resource is? it is the government, not the people.

we are often so quick to criticise others, and even quicker to defend ourselves.

no wonder MINDEF introduced the concept of total defence.