i cried.

between jen & me, she always d strong one.. okie.. i hv my ‘moments’ but yeap, she d tough cookie.

surprised to received her msg.

just like that.
she left.
fulfilling her always wanted – going somewhere by herself.
(note: i dunno where..)

goodness ! we talk abt it and she ‘suppose’ to inform me if she goin somewhere. i preferred to be keep in the loop, gave her a hug, a farewell, a promise to stay very safe.

cried at the hair salon when i saw her msg. the staff passed me a box of tissue..felt better when d news sank in & after tokin to pumpkin..

replied her with the following instruction – call me if needed, i’ll take d next plane out & bring her home. call me when she’s home, i promise not to scream at her ! haha !

i’m okie. a little .. shocked. like she mentioned, if she wasnt ard, i still hv pumpkin & guy. that’s true but nobody could replace her? 9 years, i always noe where she is.. and what she’s up to..

im worried abt her but..well, life goes on.. pls, someone up there, pls watch over her..

– ying

cant make it for cruise, gotta attend classes.

anyway, bintan !:D

haha !

demanding me thought- i am goin ! someone have to go with me, either jen or pumpkin !

i need a break, i need to sit on a beach and do nothing, think nothing.
just waste time. sound boring? not to me !

– excited groove !

pumpkin = my editor *brain-dead (from assignments)
*bored, took out my camera for some fun.
note: i had written, re-wrote, read & re-read, edit and re-edit the assignment..

*my jc boy.
sat beside him while he read through my assignment..  hehee he nearly vomit blood.. opps !

thank you pumpkin ! 😀

– nite

from guy. okie. i am wols. he gotta explain the joke to me 😀

(read: experiment disappointment 02th feb)

haha ! really. this is sucha ‘funny’ day.

we both goes..
.. i give up !

10.30am swensen’s at jurong point

after breakfast.. how abt a movie?
nothing exciting and i dont watch chinese movie.

sat in the car. where shall we go?
suggested imax. okie. sound good.
but, the trailer.. looks boring.
scrap the idea.
body world? been there, done that.
scrap the idea.

he suggested – okie, let drive to bt batok and we will watch whatever movie is available. sure !

along d way, i suggested playin wii at cinelesiure.
sound good !
we head to tpy instead.

the shop has closed its doors.
goodness!

tea break at delifrance.
borrowed two books from the library.

home sweet home.

what a.. hhaaha day.
stupid?!

oh well !

20th feb. sat.
stumbled across this blog by a taxi driver with a PhD from Stanford.
love his style of writing & interesting pple he met.
read his blog on / off

taxidiary.blogspot.com/

let me just share one of the entry he wrote.
read: wed, feb 10, 2010: july 22, 2009. wednesay: the unbearable heaviness of being

*ahhh..

what a powerful but sad entry. found myself reachin for tissue.

__________________________________________________________

re-wind.

19th feb. friday.
11.30pm

lie in bed. with my soft toys around me. staring at the ceiling.

jie came back, ‘what’s wrong with you?’
whine to her abt my assignments.. and asked abt her day.

she sat on my bed. just came back from a wake.

a 70 year old man.
who lost his sight / hearing 30 years ago.
communication is strictly through writing alphabet by alphabet on his palm.

but he is a faithful servant of God.
all these years..he pray for an impossible dream. regain his vision.. knowin that its impossible.

last christmas, he was diagnosed with brain cancer.
gradually, he lost his sense of touch.
on one could communicate with him & he stop tokin altogether.

this cny. he started tokin again to his family / relatives.
and.. he passed away 3 days ago.. 4 days after cny.

17th. wed.
3 days ago,
jie called me. when she received news abt his death.
off my monitor, switch off my radio and listened to jie.
she cried. remembering what a kind man he was.
and i cried with her.

back to last nite, 19th feb. friday.
jie, a stage fright individual went on stage to share her story.
how the old man understand her fear of blindness and how he always kept her in prayer.

silence.

passed my teddy bear to her.. hugs

silence.

“WHAT assignments?!” i asked.

in the grand scheme of things, assignments suddenly seem less important.
well. that’s was just the soft-hearted minying toking.

still, do what i have to do ..
but.. less stress on myself.

-G

a dare.
– issued by pumpkin !

will work on this entry after assignments / exams.

*bleah

– groove

‘Once, the Yupitt say, there was a man who was always quarreling with his wife. they fought over everything. the wife said her husband was lazy. the husband said his wife only wanted to sleep with other men. finally, the wife went to a shaman in the village and begged to be changed into another creature. anything but a woman, she said.

the shaman turned her into a raven. she flew off and built a nest, where she mated with other ravens. but every night, she found herself flying back to the village. now, ravens cant come inside dwellings, so she would sit on the roof and hope to catch a glimpse of her husband. she’d think of reasons for him to come outside.

one night, he stepped through the entry and stood under the stars. oh, she though, how lovely you are.

the words fell into her husband’s outstretched hands, and just like that, the raven turned back into a woman. just like that, the man wanted her once again to be his wife’

tots:
from my book.
i love it.
i’m not sure abt you but it seems to remind me to cherish what i have? the man & woman in the story are lucky, they got back what they lost.

so, yeap. nice story and all.

gtg. whacked out.

– G

quick post & i’m outta here. its 3am?! the life of a part-time student 😀

dinner with pumpkin at cafe cartel.
he went to get chilli and i started to day-dream.

i noticed an old man selling tissue paper outside cafe cartel.
made me goes, its cny but he doesnt have any family.
here i am, inside a restaurant, waiting for my dinner.

pumpkin came back and without thinking, i asked, can i go buy tissue from him? quite poor thing. i’ll be back.

stunned. he turn ard, noticed the old man and of coz he said yes-yes.

gave the uncle 2 bucks, took a pack of tissue and walked back to pumpkin.

lets talk abt me den pumpkin.

mm. no surprise at my own actions. its quite-me, somehow. i do donate and stuff, plus the festive season.. u cant help feelin more for pple who are less fortune den u? and yes, i will still buy tissue IF pumpkin say no. smt like that.

with pumpkin,  i think its nice. i dunno how one might react but maybe, some guys will find it too much? or just goes, no need lah. dont be silly. without words, he understand. he understand abt the we’re at the restaurant and the old man is out there, he understand not everyone is as fortunate as we are and he understand in our little ways, we try to make life better for others. smt like that.

nitey nite.

– G

i went to..
with the boys. kor, francis, 2 johns and my cousin.

greeted by this.

the hot sun.

i like this. my own shadow. lets go for a ride?or a swim?a bird. fisherman fly me to the sky? just njoy this ! and this. chicken out..from this. scared. told kor, i cant climb up.. how? haha blue blue skyimagine being there..fellow photographer last two good nite. cant believe we are at changi ! jurong-ers to changi..!

i love the sea.. G

note:
took 100+ photos.. haha ! dont ask.

back to assignements. do me a favour? kill me :p