Wandering aimlessly through blogs, i see posts of friends geared up for the holidays and new year. I think its great, and I'm really happy for them. I would never rain on anyone elses parade. December trips abroad with family and loved ones, new years resolutions and holiday bashes litter facebook statuses and blogs.

Such i pity that i have to end the year on a bad note.
That and well, all the work is just tiring me out. But i've never really been one for the holidays anyway so that works out. And as many times before, i sit by the com, whisky water by my side and ponder about the year. Not about anything in particular, but bask in there really being nothing to be thankful for. Oh, how selfish of me. Don't get me wrong, I Am thankful for my family, my health and all that usual stuff. What I MEANT, was nothing great happened this year to be proud of. Well i Digress. Before i let myself continue to blabber on, i'll end it here, sweet and short.

Merry Christmas friends, if i haven't spent time with you or seen you, I apologize, you still mean the world to me. May this holiday bring you together with the people who you love, and who love you. That is what should matter, above anything else. Adieu.

Everyday I live and learn and grow. Just when I think i've got it all figured out, revelation comes knocking. Life is all about balance, harmony, ying and yang, if you will. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I believe in a cosmic greatness. It is not an entity and doesn't go as far as being a religion. Part of this whole cosmic way of things is that things in life need not be forced. Love, life, money, happiness, creativity, it all comes in its most perfect and undiluted when not hindered by yourself and the world. And when it does, it feels right. We need to let the world come to us, time waits for no man, and hurries for no man either.

Choosing a blogskin is always such a hassle for me,
Sifting through page after page of skins.
Searching for one that represents who i am as a writer
and at the same time without all the little trinkets
which might make me come across as a prepubescent
teenage girl. Well, after spending a fruitful morning
fiddling with skins i've finally arrived at this..

I always wished i could type beautifully like some of the girls i know.
And after reading their blogs I'm always left with two things.
One, inspiration to write something meaningful.
Two, the realization that i lack the writing ability to do so.

Georgia with her, "Queen of the world, I am right and anyone who thinks
otherwise will be sentenced to a slow painful death" straight anecdotes,
and Sophie with her "Let me take you on a serene journey, through events
in my life, through boundless questions where insight and enlightenment lie"
daily observations. And then there's me, who after reading their posts,
ends up feeling like i belong back in primary school remedial english.

Somehow i manage to butcher my thoughts no matter how profound
and beautiful, tearing it to shreds somewhere between thought to finger
to keyboard.

Amazing isn't it.. :)

i blame my gender.........

A hush falls upon the city as the light seeps
into the corners of the alleys and sidewalks.
And one by one the lights of the skyscrapers
flicker on like fireflies littering the night sky.
It comes in full view against the cloudy back drop
of the azure blanket.
The Hudson river shows a scattered vista
of the city skyline and a silver trail to the moon.

I am there, by the pier, in a trench coat
and wool scarf wrapped around my neck.
And i ponder "Could this be home?"

I'm lost in time, flashes rush by
and the days and moments are a yesterday.

i'm lost in direction, the usual turns
lead to foreign outcomes.

Slowly i'll be back in order.
And maybe it won't be so much of a bother.

Make an incision on the skin..
Just enough to see what lies beneath.
To find what started it all,
inspiration, intention, direction,
love.

In moments, all will be clear.
All,
shall be revealed.

That is the roots of life
now shrouded by the overgrowth
of sights and sounds.
Spotlights of expectations,
and reaching for that pedestal.

To truly fly, we must hold, feel, believe.
Testament that we are born,
to live for so much more.

I've been running around alot lately
doing God knows what at god knows where.

Pageant stuff, working at the Singapore Int
Photography Festival and watching Live Contender
fights. Brushing my work aside and staying
up till all hours to rush completion.

I'm normally not that last minute, but this sem
i've really let myself go.

Sucks
to
be
me

She's a trooper..

Lying on the bed, head propped up against some pillows,
she lies an old women. Around her the dimly lit ward filled
with lost faces, all of which tired and worn. And a smile creeps
across her face when we approach. Comfort she desperately
seeks, desperately needs. She squints through eyes that have
seen too much, and reaches out her hand to feel my touch,
and I squeeze back sending all the reassurance i can muster.
Her rough hands show hardship, her journey, her struggle.
She looks up through glazed eyes, longingly at the future
he has worked so hard for, which she now firmly grasps in
her hands, a manifestation of blood and flesh. She must be so
proud, that before her stood her mark on the world, a new world,
and her long nights of toil, when she worked through grit and bone
were never in vain.

And now it seems so clear what she was fighting for all along,
was for him, for me, for my family, for her family.

I love working in the bar, i really do. Surrounded by individuals with
strong personalities, each superstars in their own right. The flairing,
the customer interaction, drinking on the job and not to mention the
amount of flirting that goes with. But working these last 2 days at
powerhouse has made me realize that i really can't keep up with
working nightlife anymore. I'm dead tired, I've got cuts and bruises
all over my hands, I slept at 8AM after spending my whole night on
my feet running around for 10 hour work shifts and I burnt my entire
weekend. It just sounds plain crazy as to why ANYONE would do this.

ON the upside... The customers at Powerstation really seem to like me.
I got a lady's number on the first day at work, tonnes of customers who
gave me drinks and impressed the manager of Mos with my service.
Looks like i still got it.. ;)

I can't help it, I'm just a sucker for a girl with a great smile.
One who isn't afraid to let loose and be free, stylish and live
in the moment. Yet come home and bask in the moment of
quiet togetherness. Huddle under a blanket watching a DVD,
spontaneous lunches and picnics at the park. Walking along
the sidewalk just because we can. It has to be that easy,
that comfortable, it has to be, perfect.

Something doesn't feel right.. giving tuition, joining the pageant,
drowning under my work. It all feels somewhat surreal, unplanned
even. Normally i like to fly by the seat of my pants now and again but
seems to me like a lot of change, a lot of new. I need to wrap my head
around it and get busy, there are different methods to the madness
after all. Should i just smile and take it in stride, or coldly calculate
the safest way to survive the temporary lapse of judgment?

Acceptance must surely be the first step to improvement. If so,
let the journey to wellness begin.

Another medal to add to my tiny collection of achievements. $70 bucks for 2minutes of quick climbing :)

Up a wall in 12.25 seconds! enough said. Lots to do Lots to do..

*oh and i tried to bite into my medal.. you know to see if it was one of those chocolate covered gold foil coins...... yea.. bad idea.....

Argh..! My head is buzzing like an angry hornets nest.
All the things i have to get done,

CONSIDER participating in the Pageant,
prep for MGS midterm next week,
meet Guao for drinks and entertain his Korean friends,
Make an appointment to cut my hair with ashley,
settle a tuition date for Mrs Siew's daughter

AND *oh my god there is an AND*
catch up on my school work...

Its times like these i wish i had that cigarette..
God just take me now....

Today i took part in the SIM rockclimbing competition
in both team and individual categories
Cuts and scratches on my arms, i eagerly await the results.
Team UB stands proudly in first place awaiting
a worthy or just plain lucky adversary to steal our title.
On the other hand, individually, i currently place 3rd.
Where we stand amongst the ranks, only tomorrow will tell.

Picked up a book of prayers at a book sale in school last week.
The beautiful little prayers within resemble poetry.

Let us pray for wisdom. Let us pause from
thinking and empty our mind. Let us stop the
noise. In the silence let us listen to our heart. The
heart which grows buried alive. Let us be still and
wait and listen carefully. A sound from the deep,
from below. A faint cry. A weak tapping. Distant
muffled feelings from within. The cry for help.

We shall rescue the entombed heart. We shall
bring it to the surface, to the light and the air. Nurse
it and listen to its story. The heart's story of pain and
suffocation, of darkness and yearning. We shall help our
feelings to live in the sun. Together again we shall find
relief and joy




I'm not the prayerful sort but i know and appreciate
beautiful writing when i see it. Touch us, move us,
take us away.

Thailand with the boys

wow.. where do i begin... Along the trip there are these certain shining moments that you stop and attempt to put into words, and you fumble and grasp at straws and yet the words just never do the experience justice. Looking at that perfect sunset, we saw the amber sun sink into the blue waves along the horizon, with an array of purples, oranges and yellows littering the backdrop as we walked along the beach to find a dinner spot for sustenance. Our night of crazy partying which though somewhat strange, still ended up with everyone having a good time. Cruising on our motorbikes along roads that encapsulate the island, talking in the views whilst maintaining enough acceleration to keep ourselves thrilled. Swimming in the waterfalls, late nights playing drinking games out on the patio, bargaining with store owners in the congested alleys of the weekend market.

There were definite ups and downs of the trip, it wasn't perfect, but which trip ever is..
Regardless, the photos we have are a reminder of the bond we have and the moments we shared.

Okay.. now that i'm done with all that... the photos will be on Face book.. and school starts in like.. 3 days.. oooh crap.. OH and bye the bye, Guess who got straight A's this sem??
Hint.. his name sounds like *Bandrew*

She's the kinda girl that blows your mind
you never seen one look so divine.
She's the kinda girl that drives you insane
you watched her dance from your window pane.
She's the kinda girl that drives you wild
whenever she flashes that sassy smile.

she is, everything you ever wanted
and everything you could possibly need.
you know you're in love.

Spun around the dancefloor she lips:
"When the day comes look into my eyes."
He puts his hand in the small of her back and whispers
"Tonight is the start of our brand new lives."

I'll see you in a week.. i'll be in Bangkok with the Boys...
Much Love..

Sweet Sweet Relief..

Okay, exams are finally over and I've been putting off this post since Friday.. but in my defense, this last week has REALLY REALLY worn me out physically and mentally. Late nights wrecking my brains over managerial accounting and business statistics, my body running solely on redbull and junk food. But, it's finally over. Not blogging was one of those," I wish i had more time to do it, when exams are on, but now that exams are over, I'll put it off" kinda things. After my paper on friday and celebrating Shawn's 18th at doubleO the same night, i've pretty much been just catching up on loss sleep for the week before. Sleep... sweet sweet sleep..
I think I've worked really hard this sem. Been pushing for straight A's. not even -A's. And I really hope i get it, just to validate my efforts. Anyway, basketball tmr and Bangkok on Thurs.. :)
Let the vacation Begin~

Part and Parcel...

It's late in the evening, too early of a morning. And this blog needs a post. You know when you're a kid and when things go wrong and your parents say,"It's all part and parcel of growing up"? You should really pay attention. On the road of life there will be bumps and these bumps all have a sequence, a time and a place. And they are just there, like it or not, no detours, no stopping. Big obstacles and small, ones that will probably drive you up the wall, in all shapes and unimaginable sizes, you name it, they're there. Now some people have it easier than others, but still, we all have our fair share of moments. And then again we are all different, for some, they just brush it off, others have a harder time. The point here is that, on this one way road, we can only go forward. Like they said, it's all part and parcel of growing up. And to quote my very good friend Mr Johnny Walker, "Keep on walking"..

Don't you just love booze... :)

Day Dreamer..

Take me to a place where i can be away from the ratrace
and the daily hustle and bustle that dictates our lives.
Where left is left and right is right,
green means go and red means no.

Under clear blue skies surrounded by great company
To a place where i no longer feel the need to be me,
where creativity, wonderment and passion are free.
To rediscover the magic of the moment,
the sights and smells, the people, for the first time.

A place that i can finally dream.

Quick Post...

My blog has been neglected as of late,
and i know the next few weeks hold little sleep.
Exam after exam till the first week of August.
As usual I'm procrastinating and attempting
to yank the rabbit out of the hat in marvelous
fashion.

With the light at the end of the tunnel being a
well deserved and YEARNED for 2 week break.
i know.. it ain't much, but I really REALLY need it.
Get out of this one horse town and set mind
on FUN. Oh and Babes too.. fun and babes..
Sounds about right..

But for now, Redbull and study..
Redbull and Study

Whiskey by my side I recapture old thoughts
whilst attempting to put new ones into words.
The night wind carries a breath of fresh air
into the room, but the thoughts remain stale.

I had a moment strumming on my guitar,
when i felt so lost, as if mourning a loss.
And i searched for answers in the random
lyrics, furious that they lead me back to you.

I pause and muse on the audaciousness
of the momentary heartbreak.
Running logical patterns and trains of thought
putting 2 and 2 that just doesn't equal 4.

Feedback from the amp shakes the foundation
of thought and consciousness sets in.
In the end, the breadcrumbs lead me right
back to you.

I'm a romantic.
I saw you in a dream last night.
Where vivid and lucid collide.
I held on tight knowing what the
morning held in store.
Dawn breaks stealing my perfect moment,
and the perfect life with it.
I guess dreams are all they are.
And everyday we try our best to reach them.

Music is my medicine..

Sing and play we find our way.
I miss writing songs. There is a
indescribable feeling of relief when singing
something you came up with. Like a bubble
that pops with all the good, bad and ugly racing
away. Sing what you want, how you want it,
with all the emotion you can possibly muster.
With the lyrics taking you on highs and lows,
moments of joy followed by heartbreak,
stretching you to the extremes of dimension.
And all we hope is that the universe hears it,
cuz we sing for the magic.

Sometimes we just gotta rock.

Lunar Passion..

Chilled martini glass set on the counter,
a flick of the wrist and flip up the shaker.
Catch it mid-air and fill it with ice,
look at the liquors, this is when it gets nice.

Half a shot of Peach schnapps,
for sweet floral bliss.
Three-quarter shots of Amour,
for that seductive kiss.
A healthy shot of vodka, or more if you like,
to keep the mood up and last through the night.
Cranberry and fruit punch
to meld and to bind.
And just a hint of apricot,
garnished with orange rind.

Cover the shaker and secure the top,
shake up the mix and strain out every last drop.
Into the glass and you will find,
Lunar passion.

Seduction in a glass my friends. Don't ask how i came up with it or where you can find it. Its a self-created mix. Classy and elegant and light with floral notes transcending mere taste. It is a drink of moments that last an eternity, where words fail to describe perfection.

Cocktails are about getting the mix right..
knowing your stuff, what goes with what
and with how much. The reasons for
doing things and why.

Sound familiar? Now I don't mean to be trivial,
but the way I see it, life is like a cocktail. All things
fly when you got the mix right and you take that
first sip. You hear the sound, and breathe it in.
Everything around you heightens and it is
in a word its magic.

we all gotta find the right mix, not take ourselves
too seriously and learn to take it all in. And along
the way we do our best to style it out. : )

Love and Peace..
Drew

Where's the Love

Its late, girl be sitting on the bed at night.
Arms crossed, so jaded, waiting for Mr Right.
She knows how it goes and she knows what its like,
waiting for that puzzle piece that fits so tight.
And its tough,
all her thoughts just running around.
so hard to get her feet back firm on the ground.
Wondering about decisions,
all the choices she made.
It all seems kinda shakey,
cuz all the colours have shades.

Hold on for a second, baby take it slow.
Don't need to rush girl just go with the flow.
Pieces fall into place if you let them be,
and when things go wrong,
I'll be here if you need me.

We all have ups and downs. And trying to find that right partner isn't easy. But have faith that things will fall into place and you'd be surprised how they naturally work themselves out. Love and Peace.

Drew

6 week modules are scaring the shit out of me...
Project assignments already handed out, midterms in 2 weeks
and on top of that we just covered 2 chapters in 2 lessons.
talk about intense huh. The red alarm siren is already blaring
at the back of my head, but as usual i'll just pay no attention.

*smiles* we just gotta work it out.. Its all about getting it done.
*shrugs shoulders* better stop complaining and get my ass in motion then.

Lots of Love.. Peace!

Drew

Birthday Wishes

Today it comes to pass the hour of birth, a moment of life. Look how we've grown, and what we've become. What the world has expected of us, and what we have made of ourselves.


This birthday like many others has crept up and passed with out anticipation or acknowledgment. Never been a big fan of my birthday. Don't want anyone to throw a fuss or make special arrangements, just wanna smile and pass the let the moment subtly pass while basking in moments of self reflection and day dreams. I will not ask for the material, it has been a long time since i have. I only ask for dreams, my dreams. Rarely come such tall orders as self fulfillment, success, happiness and love, but birthdays allow me the privilege to hope.

Happy birthday Andrew,
and may all your birthday wishes come true.


And on this day it comes to pass the hour of birth, a moment of life. Look how we've grown, and what we've become. What the world has expected of us, and what we have made of ourselves.

My Three Angels

They rest their heads upon my shoulders,
each heavy with disappointment and sorrow.
All of which lost the love of their lives,
been crying each day till tomorrow.


My mind and shoulder and heart grow numb
from consoling these angels as days ware on.
A pillar for broken hearts cracks under the weight
leaving the angels to lie in its wake.

I'm feeling expressive. Between the lines hide the truth of the mind meant to tangle and twist the thoughts of the ordinary. To tease and construe dimension yet seem so perfectly sound and paint you a picture of +A Beautiful Disaster+

Start and Finish

So plain in sight I still
.ignore.
for you the girl that i
.adore.
the months of secret
.love.
dash past your eyes just like a
.blur.
memories I lay to
.rest.
no longer stay inside my
.chest.
of my heavy heart
.despair.
for sure this life ain't
fair.

Beginning and End

The lights dim down and haze the
.edges.
of the world we see through a
.lens.
so narrow our lives it seems it would
.end.
unless you save us
.tonight.
or as soon as you can maybe
.tomorrow.
cannot come quick enough for
.me.
to be free from these
.constraints.
i cannot break that tie me to
.you.
through love and hate it all
.equates.
to a simple algorithm to
.separate.

The Cycle

In the dust it lies once full alive,
the roses wilt destined to die.
The cards fall down on to the floor,
scattered memories of times before.
And from the ashes and tears of old,
new life grows from within this soul.
That the past in all it pain and glory,
nourish our tired battered bodies.

Grant that I may seek to console, rather than be consoled. To understand, rather than to be understood. And to love, rather than be loved. For it is in giving that we receive.

We all need a little reality check now and again. (:
Here i am, supposed to be studying but I got caught up,
as usual. I'm not a Godly man, but when a verse like this
comes along every so often, I can't help but stop and
admire the truth in the word. We are in an age trapped
looking inwards at ourselves. We want new things, want
to look good, grumble at our circumstances, don't treasure
what we have and drown ourselves in self pity.

I'm not being a self-righteous pompous ass on a pedestal.
All I am saying is, look at yourself. Aren't we spoiled? It
has come to a point where we can't look past ourselves to
others. I am sad, I want this, My life sucks. All the "I's"
and "My's". I always believe in the Confucian saying,

"One who cares less for himself, has more to care for others."

And rightfully so. We must surpass self because we have
a lot in life. Nice beds, meals, phones, money in the bank.
You will never know how to appreciate anything, until
you know what its like to have nothing. Some people will
never know what that is like.

Crystal glasses..

I remember looking through Georgia's facebook profile and something she said really resonated in my mind. It was an answer for one of those interview questions that went, "if you could be somebody for a day who would you be?" Her answer blew me away. She said she would be an African kid for a day, because it would teach her to appreciate what she has.

We, and i mean all of us, live day by day doing what we wanna do when we wanna do it. Go for a holiday, buy a new handphone, an ipod, whatever choices we make we rarely give a second passing thought. Me included, sometimes I feel down about life and stuff, but fuck man, we are really all just too high up in the clouds to appreciate what we have instead of looking at those who have nothing.

I'm not an advocate, and i'm not gonna jump on a plane and dedicate my life to building shelters but think about it people, we have it good, now we just need to not be so narrow minded and full of self centered, self pitying crap to be happy. Can't have something, not happy with life, don't sit there and cry about it, do something and stop living for yourself.

Drew
XoXo

Scandalous

What a day. I've been working at club Nana for 3 months now and i'll share something that happened to me today. I was doing my thing at the Bar when one of the girls beaconed me. When i leaned in to ask what she needed, the buxomy 27 year old kissed me and asked if i had a girlfriend. When i said no, she smiled cheekly and asked if i was free to get together after work. Thoughts raced through my head as i lied through my teeth and declined. *Sigh*

This is the second time she's offered to spend the night with me, and twice i have declined. This time i felt like a real fool about it too. Word of her generous offer spread amongst the staff quickly and soon i was the one that turned down free sex with a hot older lady. Honestly it is not that i didn't want to, God knows I haven't been laid in ages and I would have Loved to spend the night. I began to contemplate the reason for my answer. Why...? Honestly, what man wouldn't have said yes. All i could come up with was that, I had a conscience. Fellow bartenders poked fun and said i was naive and that bartenders didn't have morals when it came to getting laid.

I guess had the circumstances been different my answer might have varied, but given the same situation, the funny thing is, i still would have said no. And that would have been a very grudging no at that. Do i still feel like an idiot, yes. And here I am at home alone blogging, when i could have been having a night of wild sex. Life sure is strange

The Pillars of Life.

I'm just rounding up my revision and its 5am in the morning.
Morning people, i have been neglecting my blog because
honestlyother than work and exam stress, nothing significant
has occurred or come to me that i felt the compulsive need
to share about.

Today is the first time an a long while that i have actually
felt blue.I attribute it to simple causes of feeling inadequate
and being lost.And during a nice hot shower it dawned on
me. Men(i am using a general term here as it obviously
involves women too) need torecognize the pillars of life.
Love (relationships) Work (well work) Community
(Social Networks) and Activities (hobbies).These are the
pillars that are the basis for our emotional stronghold.
The trick part is being able to see and balance the weights
on each of them. Weigh too heavily on one aspect and
instability occurs. We cannot look at life through the tunnel
vision of a singular goal, thatonly serves to weaken our
foundation and eventually bring about a demise.

Something happened today that made me look at myself and
question my self worth.I noticed today how heavily i lean on
relationships as a form of self validation. It is a terrible thing.
Luckily someone was thereso shed some light and at the same
time be my wet blanket.

We are so much more if we do not label and quantify ourselves
by role we seek to achieve. All that does is belittle the possibilities
of future growth.

With that said, i need my beauty sleep and i have an exam tomorrow..

You are..

Hello my mystery, our life awaits.
a treasure trove of laughs and smiles.
We are the extremes of the same plane,
the pride in a lions mane.
Too smart for mistakes
yet too silly to turn them down.
That spark in your eye and
wild playful smile say it all.
And we smile so wide ignoring the
envious that surround us.
The world can't stop this,
time won't tame us.

Tangled and twined we managed to find,
a love to die for, the kind dreams are made of.
We are the ones that got away.
We are 2 parts of the same,
never apart, never in heart.


Happy Valentine's day,
this is for you, whoever you are.

For the first time in a LONG time,
i know i'm working too hard..
i've been working for almost 4 days straight..
and <3ing every minute of it..
but with my midterms creeping ever-nearer..
i can't help but feel like i overlooked school
and got caught up in work..

well nothing else to do now but mugg and
hope my boozed up brain will make like a sponge
and soak up all the concepts and formulas..
*fingers crossed*

and i got work again on friday and 2 work
things on saturday.. oh god just shoot me now....
haha.. gotta love it man...

Good morning dreary eyed lover
i hope last night was as good for you as it was for me.
she just smiles and pulls me close,
resting her head on my chest hearing my heart race.

So serene i wonder what you are dreaming of
as i brush your hair to the side of your face.
Breathe out, i know this perfect love
buried under folds of pillows and blankets.

The amber leaves rustle outside the window
and the musky autumn air fills my lungs.
Deep breath, i fall back into you
nestled together the world is as good as it gets.

I watched the sky change shades of blue from my window..
i can still see the sun crawling up above the trees.

i finally got back from my second day of work at club nana
(thats where i'm working now for those who don't know)
at around 630am. I've worked two 10 hour shifts in the last
two days and i'm beat.

Its funny how people naturally assume that i'm born with a
silver spoon in my mouth. That i'm one of those guys who has
it easy, with a car bought by mommy and allowance from daddy.
Come to think of it, i haven't had allowance since after A levels.
Haha, God knows i'd like to be. Unfortunately it isn't so, and i have
to work for what i want.

And in the midst of typing this post, i realize it has hit a strange place.
and as such i shall end off here with one last sentence.

'Rarely do people appreciate the hardworking guy or girl these days,
It seems we have let the all mighty dollar filter our eyes.'

Is it too early in the year to type a post on love..? (: ahh, why not?Over the years there are some truths about love i hold near and dear..these rules are actually really apparent to everyone.. but yet we fail to adhere..which only leads to trouble.. So here's how it goes..

1) When you like someone, its kinda like we are blindfolded to the obvious and all we can see is our desire to be close to them. But here's the catch, cliche as it is You really can't force love. Especially when the other party just doesn't feel the same way. Trust me, I've tried. So let love just take its course.

2) Cosmic. Here is where my whole philosophy on love takes shape. I believe in cosmic connection. You can call it fate, luck or whatever. But the jist of it is that Firstly Everything has its time and place. That means, the perfect person will be there when he or she is meant to be there. No need to rush or force anything, it'll just happens. Secondly, the cosmic connection. Its like not only are there sparks but in a moment you know. In a word its magic.

So in 2 tidy sentences..
Relationships are all about going with the flow..
and when a good one happens.. its awesome..

A New Year calls for New resolutions..
Personally i've broken every single resolution i've ever made.
But i thought i'd list down the things to look forward to in 2008.

I am Looking forward to..

1)Finishing my second year at uni. Its just one of those personal milestone goals that my eye is always on. I have to work harder to pull my GPA up from last sem if i still wanna maintain my Honours.

2)Spending more time with the people i love. My friends and family. Going on exciting outings and adventures.

3)Having that perfect relationship i keep playing out in my head. i know.. i know.. these things don't just fall from the sky, and i have high standards, but hey who knows..?

4)A year of great music and parties with mates..!

Resolutions.. *Fingers Crossed*
i Resolve to..

1) Drink less for one. Just don't wanna drink cuz i can anymore. Its taxing on the wallet and body. So Less social drinking, but the occasional party is fine. haha..

2) Patience and maturity. I hope i'll grow personally and emotionally this year. i still catch myself in instances of worry and weakness, procrastinating and impatience. i wanna work on that this year.. 23 is pretty old, and i can't get away with murder anymore.

3) Start working on my driving license this year. Put it off for too long..

4)work hard for my Grades. i am a straight A student if i make the effort, so no cock ups this year.

5) Be more involved in school, music and bartending..

:) well they are just resolutions, have a good year everyone.. Achieve all you aim for and i hope for nothing but the best for all of you in love and life for 2008..

Tell me who i am, tell me what to say.
caught in dead ends with no other way.
I'll say anything, do anything to make you stay.

We turned our heads choosing to forget.
Heart tugging, tears welling, we walk away.
In our heads it seemed so simple.


Emo la.. i know.. i've been writing stuff like this for longer
than i can remember, plus all the music i grew up on.
Just a jumble of words that spilt into sentences.
A mix and match if idle drabble.

There's alot on my mind. Starting work, school, and other stuff.
I'd rather push it all away and hope it all solves itself
and as it is i procrastinate. But gotta grab it all by the balls
and suck it up.