Peace

It just happened, my childhood flashing before me, there and then.

Warmth filled my chest as I listened to mum chattering vividly about my infancy from the front seat.
Dad joined in the fun, adding nitty little details which mum had missed.
My sisters giggled, I looked out into the night and smiled.

It was such a magical moment, I didn’t want it to end.
I realised how strong our bond is.

We spent our afternoon at that special place again.
A place of peace, tranquility and zen.

I could spend my whole afternoon here.
Love how the leaves on the Bodhi tree rustle amidst the wind,
and how the meditation chamber exudes the faint aroma of timber and incence,
and how slowly time trickles here.

Even the air felt fresher when I closed my eyes and breathed it.
Fascinating place.
It’s here I found peace and the silence I yearned to listen to my inner voice.

Yes or No

Is it too much to ask for a decent, straight-forward and honest reply?
It’s getting excruciatingly difficult to swallow the indifference and nonchalant attitude of some people, who simply love playing the cat and mouse game.

Mind you, we need manpower, but we’re not desperate Afghan refugees seeking for alms and pity(as if you have any to spare)!
So save your remorse for yourself, and have fun imitating Tom and Jerry.

Something I wouldn’t miss

Asian Youth Games 2009 Opening Ceremony

Now that it has ended I feel kinda nostalgic.

Though initially there was the issue of the fugly-shocking-pink costume and slippery-until-can-fall-down shoes (and me pulling my hamstring),
I think everyone had fun in the end.
Coolest thing is it was live telecast.
That’s the bad thing about being a performer, you have no idea how you look on stage.

We had a preview show on Saturday but it was nothing compared to the real thing on Monday where the stadium was brimming with spectators and of course with the presence of the Prime Minister.

Banner

The Kallang indoor stadium. Nice ceiling.

Performers from other items rehearsing.

Backstage in the changing room.

Cute little kids that look like pineapples from the front and tomatoes from the back.

Mr Patrick Loo, the soul behind the AYG theme song choreography.

Oh and I found these stunning pictures of one of the items online.
Dancers from a combination of different JCs and sec schools.
Honestly it was the performance that left us gawking during the rehearsals.

The theme song we danced to, awesome, though it got a lil hard to digest after the nth time you listen to it.

Once-in-a-lifetime experience, love it.
Kudos AYG =)

July Resolutions

1) abstain from clubs.
2) start studying before term starts.
3) have at least 6 hours of sleep a day.
4) train dance and cheerleading like mad.

“A little learning is a dangerous thing.
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain
And drinking largely sobers us again”

-Alexander Pope-

White Wine . Red Shades

Finally met my slut to dine, chill and club.
Two big kids with a tons of gossips to share over wine and under starlit night.

Shen still knows me best, and he can cartwheel better than me =(

Our Song

You wanted me to listen to the lyrics.
I’m sorry.
Sorry for giving up the fight.
Sorry for leaving you behind.
Sorry for letting go.