5 posts tagged “subliminal”
how come the mid sem break passed by so soon!?!?! ok, granted that monday was spent in lalaland after too many drinks at the lawiv afterparty, the other 4 days so far have marched by and forgotten to sign in at HQ! I'm damn glad that there's no urgent assignment to hand in after the break, cos there's no way that i can make the transition from production rehearsal mode to muggermaniac mode so soon. stilll... there's chinese corp exam and islamic law research paper due in 3 weeks. Run for the hillssss!! went to the old campus today to try to fulfil the research aspect of the research paper and felt so old but also rather out of place cos in some undefinable way, the btc folk atop our ivory hill just look and act differently. of course i'm not assessing the tiongers' standards, but slug to snail, we're just not the same. must have been evolution after being booted out of the west and being subject to Summit food over the years. anyway the curtains have fallen gracefully on "the perfect wedding" and i'm happy to report a successful production. but now that we no longer have to dance those same dances day in day out, nor hide backstage or wait in the audi for our rehearsals, there is a sense of emptiness and lack of direction in life. i guess "at the end of the day, we can turn around and say, This is what Love is..."
the air conditioning in my room is getting cold. i wish i had my old blue fuzzy bedroom slippers to hide my feet into.
a few nights ago, i wished that i could round up some friends and eat supper on a whim in the holland v crystal jade restaurant. i didn't need the food, i just wanted to be there.
today i passed by that window on the 4th floor of pgp block 8, i wished that the past was a video store and i could just walk in and choose any part i wanted to replay.
and then there was that route from the old school, guild house, kr, pgp. taken many times, by many people.
events have unfolded that i wish didn't taunt me in the face; they'll still be there even after i stop closing my eyes
i'm in a comfortable cocoon,
but i don't merely want to be content.
what's the point of moratorium if firms are already offering places so blatantly? i'd have thought that getting offered would be a good thing, but now it's more headache than happiness.
back to reality, no more tales of exploration and discovery. well, at least i've got a month more of vacation left to ease myself back into mundaneness, but looking back at the many hostel booking and flight confirmation emails in my inbox, i can't help but feel a tinge of sadness that it's all over now. flashes of memory- a hostel common area, indefinite trekking in search of the next destination, buskers and crowds on a bustling main street; these are all that're left. receipts or tickets appearing randomly in bags or wallet trigger further rushes of nostalgia. i keep them all in an envelope to perhaps revisit someday; they might be good mementos, they might mean nothing at all. i'm trying to delay the unpacking process in a feeble attempt to maintain some elements of the past month, but as the clothes get hung back on the rails, life becomes as it was all too easily.
again, i bid thee adieu for another month...
packing has been a mad rush; i've done up the photos for the parents, settled more pro bono work, not revised my spanish, had nice outings with my dear friends and left my body clock conveniently set in europe time by sleeping at 4am and waking up at 11. my bag of chargers and thumbdrives decided to give me a scare just now by disappearing, causing me to flip the entire house upside down (even the kitchen sink cupboard) to no avail, only to manifest itself in my original backpack in the end. wtf. wwwwhich brings to mind the really wise observation that the item u're looking for is always in the last place you think of; simply because after you've found it you don't have to search in another place. i haven't prepared a list of things to see and do in the countries i'm going to be visiting, hopefully lonelyplanet is as bible-riffic as reputed.
// drinks in indochine // with siew men ping ying // the greek character from hades with a dog adrienne and me // shooo cute. it must have been a very sweet kahlua milkshake //
COCKROACH!! or at least, that was what adrienne heard me say in her moments of panic upon first chancing upon this suspicious item. that woman screamed like... like... damn loud out of nowhere and every head in the bar turned to look in our direction, which was very convenient for her cos she was currently burying her head in my shoulder, leaving my reddening face to face the world. if i didn't feel so maluated it would have been very funny because when i first tried to dig around in her cup and saw the thing clearly, i definitely said...
"It's NOT a cockroach la!!" but py insists that i said "mumble mumble cockroach". grrrr fine, if it means being able to save myself from more embarrassing situations such as these, i will happily remind myself to articulate better next time.
ok i'm running late as usual and i haven't printed out my eticket. bye for now and have a great time interning/ slacking/ having fun.
hello i'm homeeee!!!
for 3 more days, that is; i fly off again on tuesday 1am. i've exhausted my supply of inflight movies to watch already so i think i'll have to entertain myself with 13 hours of puzzle bobble en route to copenhagen. grrrr...
italy, switzerland and paris were lovely! it sure helped that i had a wonderful tour guide who was super responsible, funny and knowledgeable, and tour group members who were all rather nice, esp 1 livewire who singlehandedly livened up the whole group. italy wins for its lovely churches, DROP DEAD GORGEOUS men at every street corner and along every street, people who all look like they belong on the runway, for the quaintness of venice and the majesty of the vatican. switzerland was less vibrant, but i was literally at the top of the world, or at least europe, on jungfraujoch (tallest peak in that continent) and i saw falling snow for the first time in 21 years (yes, lagging). paris redeemed itself since that awful NYE incident. i received the best ever service in a store in galleries lafayette's prada boutique; the (very charming) salesman was damnnn sweet! after i bought my bag, i went to printemps next door and saw a design that i liked more and kept grousing to myself for the next few hours before i decided to bring it back to galleries to see what they could do. without much prompting, the humsum salesman volunteered to dash to printemps to get the bag for me so that i could do an exchange in the store. in his spiffy suit, he ran about 4 blocks back and forth in just abt 10 minutes. when he came back with the bag, the rest of the staff helped to repack and settle the accounts. i felt sooo bad and so grateful but happy that i've finally changed my impression of parisians as a bunch of snooty rats. the parental units thankfully didn't cause much grief; and many thanks to them for covering my shopping expenses!
i took so many photos there and now its back to bite me cos i've got to upload them asap so that my parents can view them and do whatever photo album thing that mum has up her sleeves. and there's the packing to do... argg no comfortable tour bus to ferry me and my luggage from point to point now so i've gotta travel light. how!! i've been travel-pampered by this tour already. plus, i wanted to revise my spanish to try to show off abit in spain but there's no more time cos i'll be out everyday till i leave. but it's been nice to meet up with friends again =)
// the famed roman Colosseum // the family // cute cars plying the streets. about 90% of cars are of this mini variety! // trevi fountain // chanced upon an event at the Vatican to beatify some saints. but the earlier crowd created a disgraceful mess // the altar area in the church of churches // macs decided that in rome, they had to do as romans did, so they planted a sculpture or 2 in their restaurants // daily life in the historical city of sienna // the town square that the new james bond movie will supposedly feature // multitasking as i consume my gelato a day // windows to the soul //
a mother with her toddler daughter sat next to me in church today. little girl asked mummy "is it 15 minutes more till mass ends?" her mummy answered "my watch is 10 minutes fast so we have 25 minutes more." the little girl accepted this and stopped fidgeting in her seat. i looked at my own watch and it was 6.45, mass officially ends at 7. i suppose it never registered in her young mind to question the truth of her mother's words.
here's to the questions never asked and the truths held back...
Elan could very well be right... the east is just.more.haps.
for the first time in a long while, i was at parkway parade today (barely a shadow of its dowdy self when i was about 5 years old) and was greatly impressed by the pedigree of easterners. just in the short span of time between walking into the food court and sitting down at the table, i saw SO MANY good looking people, or even if they're not that pretty faced, they had style. isn't this a suburban mall? how come there's an informal congregation of fashionable folk? ohhh and the kids! those gorgeous mix and match creations will grow up to increase the number of heart ailments in the world. the culture shock of it all; mine humble eyes only dareth look upon black font on white paper... it cannot handle this candy overdose.
upon reflection, i actually have many eastside liaisons. from there stemmed the weekly highlights of my childhood, it's home to many people close to my heart, fond memories of beef hor fun/ soya beancurd/ durian escapades and long walks through the hdb blocks to get to east coast beach. easterners have my heart.
