Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Movies night

Predetermined movies I might wanna catch. 


Monday, August 30, 2010

Voyage de la Vie

One of the many things which I like is performing arts. Performing in such a grandeur brings about excitement and the anticipation of what will happen next. Perhaps many of you might not know, but I enjoyed my Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra experience at the KLCC where music from "Tchaikovsky: Swan Lake" filled the hollow walls of the theater.


Studio Festi's - "Dancing in the Sky" was amazingly beautiful along the streets of Singapore. How did one production company manage to  stage one of the most amazing shows live on the streets? Spectacular was the only word to describe the movements and the music.


Being in Sydney, there was no way I could miss a chance to catch "Romeo & Juliet" being played at one of the greater places on earth, the Sydney Opera House. The view was spectacular from up close and inside. Although my tickets were very reasonable, but they were very far out. The next time I pop by Sydney, I would die to step in the Opera House, with slightly more pricer tickets. 


In Melbourne, there was my beloved Cirque du Soleil with "Dralion", the Asian inspired tale. Accompanying the magic and acts, there was humor. Good humor. It was really cool to watch the clowns up and get personal with them. For this show, I purchased almost the best seats in the house, blowing me an estimated AUD150. So worth it, and I'll do it again. My only wish is to go to the United States and have a go at the various shows Cirque du Soleil has. 


Okay, so the point of this post is to tell myself I should go for something new I saw while vacationing in Thailand. There was a poster hanging with the words "Voyage de la Vie". What was this all about? Looked intriguing, but was it enough to captivate me? So I shrug it off. Yesterday while watch "Parenthood", the advert for "Voyage de la Vie" came up. So it was being held in Resort World at Sentosa. Nearby, and pretty cheap change for someone who lives in Kuala Lumpur. Whats the pricing? OMG, the VIP tickets only cost SGD188. Best of all, they have a package (2D, 1N) where you can pick out Hard Rock Hotel as one of the rooms you stay in.Hmm, is SGD498 all worth it? 2 tickets for Category 3 (not exactly what I wanted, I wanted the VIP tickets), the hotel night stay and breakfast for two. 


Dwell over it.............its so nearby.





Burnt

Plan is to have a BBQ soon, as soon as possible. Perhaps like tomorrow? Crazy. I so wanna create the food list right now. Should my meals look like those, my heart shall melt. 



Saturday, August 28, 2010

Friday, August 27, 2010

I never told you by Colbie Caillat

I miss those blue eyes
How you kissed me at night
I miss the way we sleep
Like there's no sunrise
Like the taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe

But I never told you
What I should have said
No I never told you
I just held it in
And now I miss everything
About you
I can't believe I still want you
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

I see your blue eyes
Every time I close mine
You make it hard to see
Where I belong to when I'm not
Around you
It's like I'm not with me

But I never told you
What I should have said
No I never told you
I just held it in
And now I miss everything
About you
I can't believe I still want you
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

But I never told you
What I should have said
No I never told you
I just held it in
And now I miss everything
About you
(still you're gone)
Can't believe that I still want you
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

Skipped heart

"People see what they want to see, people hear what they want to hear"

The irregular rhythm of my heart beat was cause by a misguided view and a buried hope. How naive could I have been to constantly be reading the wrong name? The fear of answering overtook every sense, every happiness, every sadness, every pain. It's not just my sight which has been failing. The confession of my lips muttered out the wrong name. My fingers seems to know your name so well, that it feels right jotting your name down on a paper and my life. 

I never saw my heart again once you left. 


I cannot find the heart I gave to you. 



Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Angels

You saw the mistake coming, but stood by it and closed your eyes,
Should have told you to leave me, but your on your knees begging me,
Let me go, let me spread my wings and allow me to be the angel I am.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Argh..............


"good evening =)
i think i have been contacting u at the wrong moments these few days
i shall do hope i have better luck this week
have a good evening =)"



What's so wrong about being polite and nice to someone? Instead of the usual annoying little "Hello's". There is really so many things wrong about those four sentences. 


1. What is with the good evening? Who the heck says that anymore these days? Any sense of chivalry these day (i.e. on me) will automatically be thrown down the drain. Come on, seriously. 


2. Contacting me the wrong time? Or perhaps the wrong person is contacting me?  Do you think I would wait by the phone to pick up the mobile when it is ringing at 12 in the morning constantly? Guess what, its on SILENT....totally silent. Shhhhh.....don't wake me when I am sleeping. 


3. Better luck? Haven't you being going on and on about your "bad luck", your "horrible, tiring job". Cut the crap. You seems pretty dead. Please die trying on me. Don't give me all the god forsaken excuses. Regarding your luck, you seem to be crafting it to be bad.


4. Again with the have a good evening? Argh. 

Logical or fantasy

Logically, something / someone may be so misplaced that they are so far out of reach. While, the Fantasy seems closer than ever. Logically logic, we know how we should be approaching this situation, but instead we choose to indulge in something intoxicating. 

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Hit and run

Hit me hard in the head and the heart. Am I seriously considering Balenciaga NUMBER TWO? Someone please HIT ME! Must be feeling so bloody lonely that I am beginning to think my bags can actually talk to me?

Sunday, August 15, 2010

I am sorry

I know what I did, and I know it was being hypocritical, and I am sorry. I am sorry for myself, for what I have done - losing myself along with what I believed in. I am sorry for the disappointed I caused you. I will not say I am sorry to you, as I m too proud to do so. I want to know so much, but if you choose not to tell me, I will just say okay and leave it be. I can cry myself to sleep, as long as you don't feel the pain I feel.


Stop crying please. Crying won't solve any problems. I can't stop because I fear something which I don't want to be true. 

Lies – Liar; Used – User.

LIES and the Liar

How should one respond to “I love you” when it is being confessed to them? Should we remain silent when we are not ready? Or do we smile back and reply “I love you too” when we barely love that person, and we do so to maintain decorum.

Why would one think they are ready to say “I love you”? Are you sure the other person deserves to hear it, or is that person on the same level as you are? Do you mutter out “I love you” as a gesture of kindness or do you really mean it?

Where do we go from here? I know I don’t love you, although you have shown much kindness and support. But it’s barely enough for me to phantom. I don’t love you. I barely know you. No, I know nothing about you. I’ll pull away even more this time around, as I feel you somehow seem real about it, but it also seems like a nightmare.

USED and the User

Why do we keep doing this to each other? We seem to love cutting each other up, and throwing one another into the dump to heal, and we return to push that knife slightly deeper the second round. You will not see the abrasions on my face, nor my hand, arms or legs. They are all hidden deep in the depth of my soul. Even if you found that scar, what can you do about it? You don’t care enough to heal it for me. You only stare at the pain you have caused and apologize. I don’t need your pity sorry and pity looks. I would prefer if we stop hurting each other and heal all the past scars.

When I say you and I, it works both ways. I do not deny I have treated you any better. Perhaps I only feel the cuts as I only feel you. There is not a cloud clouding my better judgement, and I can see things for what they are.

At times, I feel used by you and the revelation impairs me. Perhaps I may be nothing more to you, and you may not be everything to me, but definitely you are someone to me. I can’t stop my eyes from welling up; when I suspect that I might be used to ease your pain.  


Much damage has been done, and it’s not over yet. 



Saturday, August 14, 2010

You lost me

Christina Aguilera's - You lost me......

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Glance and there was no one

Out of the blue, there I met you. I find it hard to believe you are completely complete. I so adore and I missed you today. There you were walking past me, but I saw and glared past you. 

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Vortex

This is how I begin. No. This should be how I begin. There is so much going on that it is becoming increasingly difficult to see where I should be heading. When you see and feel like a vortex, it literally sucks you and stabs you slowly till you have cried your eyes out and bleed your soul out. I see the scars and wounds but I refuse to put a band-aid on it. I want to cry over it but when I think about it, I can barely see the days of tears. It somehow constantly feels like I need to be held and comforted constantly this week. 



Monday, August 9, 2010

LOST

The feeling of being lost is back Being lost, just makes me feel lost. LOST.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Ear-Ring in the gift

So I know this post has been long delayed, but to be fair, I just got my gift last 2 weeks ago. Nevertheless, it was a beautiful gift - simple and elegant.