the post-exams period had been peaceful and rejuvenating.

having spent the past two weeks sleeping, watching old tv dramas and stuffing myself silly, i think i've rested enough. the upcoming month will be exhilarating but exhausting, and i wonder if my friend was right about me never giving myself a break.

what's so desirable about a break? it extracts me from the system and engulfs me like a black hole. it throws me into an vast abyss that runs infinitely as i lose track of time, people and my self. i wake up, wash up, watch the same shows and wonder about the same questions all over again. and while im stuck in this cycle, snapping out of the trance can such a herculean task. bit by bit, i need to start looking at my calendar, my address book and my phone. and as i open my mouth, i feel that i'm speaking for the first time. words spill out in splatters, and start filling up the vacuity. the noise inside my head softens, the silence around me is broken.

the hardest part is getting out of laziness. i've become too accustomed to doing nothing but ruminate. that is why committing myself to six weeks of lessons during the three month break will do me more good than bad, and prevent my mind from getting too rusty and dusty.

cheers to school holidays. (:

come 25th may, it will be the third time in four years that i'm leaving the country on this particular date.

strange coincidence? :X

i want to steal the polar bear that fann wong is wearing. ):

my inability to say no has cost me six hundred bucks.

can you feel my pain and regret?

the curtain falls, the emptiness calls,

i need to wake up, a little more.

been doing a bit of soul-searching recently - part of me has flown away for a while.

as usual, i try to find the answers in dramas, in songs, in books, in people, but they always shrug me off or stare point-blank at me. they beat around the bush, make me dance in a circle before throwing me back into reality, the fallen paradise.

i get this funny feeling once in a while, almost on a regular basis, and usually when i meet a stumbling block. but i always snap out of it somehow, even without working it through. i can't work it through. i dont even know what the question is. i have no leads or clue, and i sniff out useless details all the time without making a real connection. i feel like i am living in somebody else's skin.

and for this, i am thankful that i will be going away soon for three weeks. and i pray that i can do better than to write a few random, broken lines for my last exam tomorrow.

no prize for guessing whether its a female with a very low voice, or a male with a very high voice. its the latter as you can obviously tell from the picture, though i thought it was a female at first and was actually searching high and low for the name of the song.

i like it partly because it has a nostalgic feel that makes me choke. you know, the kind that reminds you of some place, some time in your life, or somebody.