growing older and watching the years go by is realising that my life has essentially gone from ‘happy new year’ in RENT to ‘the new year’ by death cab for cutie (and I hate it) so this is the new year and I don’t feel any different the clanking of crystal explosions off in the…
Category: Ramblings
“God Help the Girl”
discovered a new song while watching Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.: Making Friends and Influencing People a few weeks back, but didn’t really get to looking for the song (although it did stick in my ear like the time I had tinnitus— it just wouldn’t go away!) so I went searching last night, and finally…
subtlety
depression is a funny thing really. you never really know that it’s there. it’s this sensation that barely creeps up on you; it ghosts upon your skin, your thoughts, your consciousness…
–29: “nothing happens. nobody comes, nobody goes. it’s awful.”
another update just because it’s a Sunday and I have almost nothing to do.
passenger seat
I roll the window down and then begin to breathe in the darkest country road and the strong scent of evergreen from the passenger seat as you are driving me home then looking upwards I strain my eyes and try to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites from the passenger seat as you…
–39: “the year you were born marks only your entry into the world. other years where you prove your worth, they are the ones worth celebrating.”
went back to ACJC on Monday to collect my School Graduation Certificate (SGC) after my freshman medical check-up at NUS. my first reaction wasn’t one of happiness or relief, but rather… “two years of intensive torture-like study for a maroon folio with gold embossing. na beh.” true story. “The year you were born marks only…
–54: “you only have to do a very few things right in your life so long as you don’t do too many things wrong.”
(image credits to Entrepreneur) today, I was thinking about the time I spent studying for the ‘A’ Levels and my work ethic then— hours of cramming with nothing but snacks, notes and two earbuds in my ear.
–55: “besides, who ever asked you what you wanted in this world, girl? the answer to that question, reader, as you well know, was absolutely no one.”
(image credits to Amid Night Suns on Blogger) I must admit, I’m not a perfect person robot capable of completely compartmentalising my feelings— this post stems from annoyance and anger at a certain relative over an argument on Saturday. said feelings of annoyance/anger led me to reflect on the happenings of the past few weeks…
–65: “wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.”
here’s a quick shot I snapped on my way to Yishun earlier on after alumni choir rehearsal. so, An Evening With Friends 2014 (ACJC College and Alumni Choir’s annual concert) begins tomorrow and I have been nothing short of excited for the whole five months in which I’ve been rehearsing with the alumni choir.
–90: “after silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”
(image credits to Edmund Arthur Gray on deviantart) first post while at work and the only thing running through my mind is music and how hauntingly beautiful it can be. I’ll leave things at that. now, back to work! Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And…
postcards from far away 