boring me to tears??nah.. not a chance..

before i start.. condolences to those.. who are missed..

they may have moved on.. but the footprints are never erased in our memories..




ok wake up time.. 0800.. almost.. abit later. wel but still around there.

then brushed up.. watch some tv..had orange juice and chips..

hmm.. yummy..



then i was in my room trying to fix up my com.. which miraculously got jolted back to life. fomr whic i am able to blog in comfort of a full sized keyboard..ahhhhh
then did some sketching.. trying to one day be able to do like wat those chunks at pininfarina do soooooo well..

i mena the p4/5 glickenhaus is wat the enzo should have been.. its just amazing..
well my alol time fav is still the bugattis atlantique...ever faithful..everlasting lines.. or fine craftsmanship.. if only i could but sit in and get smothered in the deep depths of sumptous leather in your interior..gosh dream come true..

later got to town.. fav spot for a cuppa and some bites followed by mr clarkson once again..loved his style.. if thats the word for it.. but seriously its funny all in the right spot.. maybe just for me.. but if mr bean was funny.. he's not too far..


well olio is as usual.. quiet with an ocasionl clink or metal on china.. but the entire place has this really provincial feel to it..ecept its air conditioned with not outgrowned vines and chirpping chafinches or watever they are...but then it got a little too crowded .. so went to catcha flick called click...

laughed mostly but cried at this one scene when adam sandler is about to die and he handed his wife a note .. it was so sweet... and so tear jerking.. i burst...


nice feeling to cry..its like everythign is goign to be alright..and cleanses your eyes..

well.. after which is home and back to fixing my com.. which right now is semi fixed..or in other words semi dead..heheh..

sigh

browsing back ... i found this pic fomr my pb..


looks so tiffany and co..


(well even though i am no woman.. i really like to say.. that i like tiffany is absolutely up there for jewelry with georg jensen if
you ask me..)


well i used to havea crush.. on thiss person.. ages ago..

so ancient is this that the person probabaly dun remember..

andd the think is that.. crushes seemt o be the norm for me.. cos i seem to just pick up and go..

like a whole lists of trials and errors..

well this is one of a kind...

and so far i can only say there are 4 "one of a kind" i have known so far..

but this one just buries deep..

well its like this..

imagine ferarri builts gorgeous vehicles..

but there is the 288 gto and the f40 , f50 , the ENzo , the p4/5 glickenhaus

it all is like the creme de la creme..

but somehow this one is like that one particualr out of these crop.. for watever chronic reason.. she jsut seems to rise up and ove.r.

and she used to fill my mind.. all the time.. jjust imagine if a physicist is to be full of numerical shit.. and statistics and stuff..

she was everywhere except the poo place..

i mean a physicist can be fascinated by terminology of poop falling from his juff down the bogs.. but this kinda thing just dun work in the bogs.. where bog rolls.. and pee stains run all round the place.. and it stinks to the highest heavens..

well she was there in my notes ... exams... teachers face... ceiling wall roof.. everywhere.. she was in my guinness books the only one.. to have been seen in every cranny in my grey matter..

and then... i blew,,, and told her..

andd after which.. i sorta got to a enlightened state..where it all drifted away .. with time..

and then it started all over..

i think i am nutz..

..












well...

saw lake house... its the sorta film that will make you awwww...


and i liked it.. its sappiness.. squishy soapiness.. all that wishy washy stuff..



i just loved it.. and that song by any williams.. i wish you love...

i truly do...


wish you love.. in every single most attainable way possible..

a sunday..

some one is on a plane today... someone who used to imprint my day.. ..

in english some pple say "rose-tinted glasses"

well my case was more like "HER-tinted glases"..


and it gets worse..


well thats the past..

more about it in future posts maybe..





well today is sunday..

and its today i joined my friends in a churcch cell grp for a bit of fun..

heard of shi zi lu kou??

well its chinese it kinda translates to the culinary crossward puzzle sorts..

pics below..


the "gang"


salad @ tcc

well.. its was funzz.. but exhausting.. andd frankly.. it was filling..

haha..

after the exhaustion we all sat down at star buck for a cuppa..

before i headed for dinner.. and a flick before i flicked home..


and here i am..

tired still..

something all of us seek.. but few would ever find..

this sentence rang in my head and shook me..

something all of us seek.. but few of us shall ever find..

it illustrates.. nothing concrete and definite..

an ideal.. or a astral projection of somesorts..

issit always as it is??

or isst??

just moment before work begins..



a stretch before a days rest..




the embrace of a loved one..



the bliss of living..



the peace in life..



to look into the eyes of another... experience joy diffusing.. pain conducting.. sadness overwhelming...



the urge to feel.. to touch.. to taste.. to see.. to smell.... the world. in all its unworldlyness...



we feel divine..



in the depths of mortal doings and believes.. principles and standards..



we hope to find.. abit of simplicity..



peace..



and a moment..



i found many.. and i am thankful for the moments the pple in them..the places they were in..



yet still i search for that one... who shall stop all that moves.. and still my minds eye..



but the search is hard... lots of trial.. and so far all errors..



a leap of faith... with but two possibilities.. one wowuld be to land on the other side.. all safe and sound.. oor too arrive in an everlasting fall.. toward obliviion.. untill you have finaally found that one other who would find you and turn you fall to flight..

a nothingness from nothing.

lets see..

normally when i start a post with lets see.. it normally means. i am lost....

i was pondering.. are you single??

are you interested???

can we... go out??

the umpteeen possibilities..

before i continue..

watever that is typed out and to be typed out is purely a piece of carbuncle i ahve flicked out of my immense depth of my mangled shallow..

well look at it this way..

wat drifts and differs fomr our regualr modus operandi??

do we call it breaking?? or bending??

christmas morning...are you alright?? there was a time i saw you with with fluffy snow and an occasion snowflake.. against the warmth backdrop and cosy log fire...

of late the snow has ceased to glisten..and soiled to grey.. the logs has burnt out and the smoke diffused the room..

心中有着一万个关心。。。 面对着您的“关心”


i have no other accord but concern..

myloh

oh i see myloh again.. i mean he is soooo cute. too bad i can;t keep him
.. nah,..

well its all things myloh this week.. hehe

a day out..

went out today...

was out today...

been out today..

hmmmm.



before - after...

nvr thot i'd do this but i did anyhoes..

lets see... woke up today..as with any other.. had my morning business done watched some cartoon breakfast and out of the house..

first stop dhoby ghaut.. some how i was hungry.. so got a sandwich. and bratwurst.. its hmmmmm.. recommended.. well for my case anyways.. cos i had the alfalfa swopped out for iceberg lettuce..yummy.... crunch crunch.. and well the i ordered roast beef.. as i always do.. but only its not the stringy stingy bits that are rung dried like jerky like at some place (subway)... and the bread was all crunchy and toasty...

well one other thing.. subway isn't bad....its just the beef.. the olives???yes... gerkins??? yes....lettuce??? yes... onions and tomatoes?? NO..

and last but not least.. please not bread that turns mushy...ewww...


------- well enuff sandwich business..
i also happen to find a drink dispenser that dispenses HOT CANNED drinks.. like in japan.. oh yes.. and i found the milk tea i ahev missed so much.. yummy.. hehe


well enuff hoohaa..

after that went to harbour front met up with peihua.. cute bubbly .. not.. hehe. ok lah.. cutesy woman .. but intimidating. cos she is one of the rare few on this part of the part of this earth that is almost as tall as i am.. boohoo.. then today met up and harbourfront and went around with her to eat and shop .. quite fun but abit boring.. well headed to sentosa and caught and underwelming ride.. well it turned out to be the wrong attraction that we turned up at.. s*&t .. then headed back for more shopping..btw BIG question.. do vietnamese eat beansprouts raw?? cos i was at the orange lantern with peihua and it was gross.... well the rest was ok..

well bougth a few nice shirts .. fomr amby and fitch.. yesh finally.. i finally found it.. do they have a shop somewhere?? and heard gap is coming but its goign to be ex lah so wats the point.. sigh..

till i blog again..

Sony Mylo

how cool is that sony launching this.. its my brother man.. just myloh without the "h" oh please get me this for my bday .. plea plea plea plea...se..
hehe

things i dunnoe wat to do about..

fuel economy or power??

to stay or to leave??

to speak to someone ... or to wait foor them to speak to me???

sleep early...or late??


tell or be told..


well its a never ending rows or q and as. or rather not so many as (answers) ..

i asked my sista recently.. and i realised.. i have weird eyes.. or a weird brain at that..

one that would kill me or drive me up some wall.. and later smash me to bits with the all natural gravity..

how gravitating is that...



well you see.. in search of the one inpractical pursuit in all things humane.. there is but one that stood through the times of men , gods, grief, pain , bliss, dust , storms, winds, blood and tears..

the search for love...

but yet at times.. this irrationale.. is cured bt a bit of somethign called pragmatism.. which inmost cases lead to a more sustainable account called marriage.. where two bliss ful pples.. get together and live blissfully for all eternity ..

and for that i pondered... not mine to.. but i did anyways.. cos i was bored..

well we (my sista and i) said in front of the tv watchign some crap soap.. then i would just pop her qs like ... how about this one?? or how about that one...and one synonymous answer came fomr my sista...


HIGH MAINTENANCE>>>>>>>.....

and in my head i was like.. SHIT....

hw could this be..

i mean i am not rich or anything..

but i look for some one who requires.. manicures and pedicures.. to trim then brows and style their eyelashes.. and do facial once in a while in some wellness spa.. to gain spiritual cleanliness.. onwwho matches her bra to her panty to her pants to her shirt to her belt to her bag to her shoes to he hair clip to her hair colour to ther hair style to her clothing tone to her theme to her pocket or in future maybe mine.... christ.. i am toast..

i need to change eyes.. anywilling donors..??