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Wednesday, September 03, 2008


hello there this is gossip girl.xoxo. you know you love me.
we are back after a 3 month hiatus
thats my many alter egoes typing. (don't bother)

the collective me says i've missed this avenue of rants.
and today my very particular inspiration is serendipity
imagine this.... you meet 2 different people from you school on a single trip to a medical appointment (actually 4 but 2 of them is more important)
and they are not as innocuous as they seem
as in they're not total strangers
nor are they intimately intimate
they're just people you know that knows you
the point i'm driving at is pretty vague
its an insider's cipher
but heck lets cut to the chase

i guess i've kinda received an affirmation of sorts
their sinister gathering is actually a probable a sisterhood of sorts
common interests in more than one way
and i really believe now that its not my bloated ego hyper inflating.
being registered as a memory and being able to evoke innocuous smiles
is not in the capability of a flash in a pan.

seriously.that really made my day.

but god knows whats behind this. and truth be told this incident really stokes my intrepidity to actually clarify the entire situation. but i actually know procrastination is my eternal excuse.


// wishing for a could be // 5:55 PM.

Saturday, May 31, 2008


regina spektor - the call

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
'till it was a battle cry

I'll come back..
When you call me
No need to say good bye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before

All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to the war
Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back when its over
No need to say good bye
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say good bye.

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stonger and stonger
'til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye
You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye


a song that invokes nostalgia.i caught it on from chronicles of narnia: prince caspian
a compelling storyline, vivid scenery, beautiful music, all the makings of a fantastic show

apart from that
i must say i'm very impressed
people do mature with time
although a very cynical starting foot seems a lil' off balanced.

these days i reek with nostalgia
nostalgia for the simple things i had been able to do only just the previous year
nostalgia for the people, the company i would have the same previous year

i tell you i do miss
and very much so.


anyways theres something to look forward to
nus business in like 1 and a half years time.



// wishing for a could be // 10:59 PM.

Sunday, May 04, 2008


a one month hiatus
and i'm back.
not really for good

everything is going in motion
desperate housewives resumes
and one tree hill
and gossip girl
and grey's anatomy

my life itself had never really stopped, not like any of those dramas
on the contrary i've been through so much
this lost month was a year
yet i passed it unregrettably

some of us have matured. thoughts focused beyond oneself.
and i do really admire the change

it just seems so abstract, the thoughts i have inside
people change, yet i'm stuck on
a ghost of a good thing


on a lighter note
i've got this really good song

chiisana koi no uta
"Small Love Song" by Mongol 800



One of many in this wide universe
In the great world of this blue earth
This tiny feeling of love will reach
You on the little island
Time have passed since I first met you
The letters with my feelings grow in numbers
Without us realizing, it is already echoing between us
Sometimes intense, sometimes sad
It echoes distantly
This gentle song changes the world

*Look, the person who is important to you
Is right beside you
I just want to reach only you
This echoing love song
Listen, Listen, Listen to this echoing love song

You noticed that even the dark street
We walk on is lit up by the moon every night
Not letting go of the hand I grasped
The feelings are strong, I promise forever
In the depths of forever, I’ll surely say
These same words with my feeling unchanged
But it’s still not enough and turns into tears
It turns into joy, I can’t put into words
Just embracing, just embracing


* Chorus

If it’s a dream, don’t wake up
If it’s a dream, don’t wake up
The time I spent with you
Will turn into everlasting stars

*Chorus


// wishing for a could be // 6:56 PM.

Sunday, March 30, 2008


I've had this pressing notion in my mind;
one that flashes intermittently about my head,
yearning to get out.

Pride
is a sin.
a deviation from one's personality
in itself not inherent to one's traits

with pride,
every instinct to the contrary had simply been a denial of the following truth

with pride,
every word left unsaid died in deafening silence

is there any reason in yielding to pride?

that has been my regret, pride.
the sin i have not denied for so long.
and now, my only triumph is a moment of clarity,
an understanding of my "miss - fortunes".


on a lighter note.i guess i wish for perseverance to survive through sispec
ciao.


// wishing for a could be // 7:01 PM.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008


we occasionally forget who we were,
the dreams we have avowed to,
the beliefs we once held strong.
we were invincible then,
full of pride, notion and direction.
now we find our sense of purposefulness waned,
our confidence enervated.

have we lived our lives in a idle romantic reverie
or what have we become ?
have we been heading the wrong direction all along,
or merely veered off course?

i guess our conviction was merely eroded by time
worn thin through the vicissitudes of life

so take a break
search for the essence of your conviction
search for your soul out there which you have left behind


// wishing for a could be // 1:25 AM.

Friday, March 07, 2008


its really really been awhile
and here i am
walking down memory lane
wishing i could have spent more time in school
not that i haven't but i really mean more constructive time in school
bonding
getting to know people

the regrets that rise in torrents
raged through my heart when i went back
could i have gotten to know her
and would it have been different
apart from wishful thinking
the overwhelming sensation of this homeliness
alleviated my post-result anxiety

i will miss and always remember
these little wonders
those simple days
my halcyon days

speaking of which my grades are totally disappointing
i mean part of it
but that makes the entire picture bad
=(


// wishing for a could be // 9:01 PM.

Saturday, February 02, 2008


when its over is it really over again?
ahha
field camp is over

brings me to treasure life in civilization much much more
not that i dont already do

i have this to comment
she rambles so innocently
and so innocuously captures
the essence of a happy life
with the bright smile

and that i will remember for life
while i'm looking forward to seeing it again
soon =D

sayonara solitaire
i'm sleeping to dream of you
perky mraz quote


// wishing for a could be // 9:34 AM.