past,present,future

i'm striving to be a novelist someday. HAHA. for the fun of it.

i realised that so many people in my life have changed so much within these few years. change is good, but it's freaky too. i guess i'm still clinging on really close to the past and what's left of it

miss roo is holding on to the past, concerned and living in the present, and dreaming of the future.


now to truly start work. hope peng's doing fine in dubai.

More-than-a-million Coloured Sunset

It was one of the most beautiful sights to have witnessed. The Artist was painting profusely on his blank empty canvas that stretched across a million stars. He dabbed and mixed, dabbed and mixed. There were fierce strokes, mild blotches, gentle curves and even swrils that would stir up the emotions deep down within you. I could not count the number of colours that appeared on that single block of canvas. There were at least a million. No. Plenty more than a million colours; they integrated with each other, some more outstanding than others. Nevertheless, all were beautiful. The combination was just divine.

The Artist started picking up his pace. He had a time schedule to meet. This piece of art has to be done by 7pm. Despite being weary and exhausted for painting numberous times in the day, he still gave it His best shot, nothing less than that. For He did not want to disappoint those who appreciated His artworks, and even those people who will not seem to notice or care. It didn't matter to Him. They were equally important.

Watching Him paint that nothing short of gorgeous portrait was just breathtaking. Bruised and battered I was, yet, the pain faded away instantly. Just like how paint would dissolve into the to-be-disposed-off murky paintwater everytime He cleansed His paintbrush. It filled my heart with all good feelings, namely hope, faith, trust and love. It made me feel truly deeply madly loved. It told me that there is always someone who loves you a great deal walking right beside you. I was fortunate enough to capture a mental image of the final masterpiece. And now, I share it with you.

NC 16

CAUTION. THIS IS NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN BELOW 16

jo: *rolls pen on floor under ERHEM's chair*

jo: (exclaims) OPPS.. I DROPPED MY PEN..

jo: AIYA...

roo: (whisper)the pic not clear. sorry i laughed too hard

jo: OH NO. I DROPPED MY PEN AGAIN!!!

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Stealing CORA-CORA

these were from yesterday. papaya, jo and i stayed in sch till 10pm. we love school so much.

we tried stealing coke cos we were broke and thirsty. later we saw a security camera. OOPS.

tp's so beautiful at night. i sorta love my school. it's a love-hate thing. but i love the company. =)

Eraser in my head

yay! 2 projects down, 1 more report to go. but let's see... soci,jap,ob,comskills,bcs... 5 more presentations. and many many more tests coming. i tell u. this course is a crazy course. it's out to get you. it's like dynamite packaged in pretty flower pink paper with a big midori bow tied outside. oh well...

today i watched a show called a memory to remember. it's a korean movie btw. it was kinda like a sad love story, but it was heart warming too. cos it had a happy ending? i'm not sure about tht. i'm wierd. i thought meet joe black had a depressing ending when it's supposed to have been happy.

as i was saying. the girl had alzhiemer disease so she sorta forgot the guy and stuff. she called him by her ex's name and said 'i love u'. i think at tht point of time, his heart really broke. later she remembered who he was, and she actually meant to have said tht she loved him with all her heart.

'There's an eraser in my head. I will forget who you are, I will forget who I am. It's only a matter of time. But even if you have been erased from my mind, you will always be a part of my body and my soul.'

I think that this blog is turning into some movie review corner cos i'm such a movie junkie. tht's almost junki. LOL.

still pursuing an endless quest in chasing the rabbit. in this case, pupu. HAHA.
it's ok. AJA!