hello and goodbye.
ask me if you'd like to know what's the new url.

steady beats of thunder drum the society
as darkness envelopes the streets. i sit and watch
the umbrella parade. i guess i can welcome some
colour in to this real live black/white photo.

a satiating dream of blankets and warmth
poisons my mind.

who's with me?

let's trade in our yawns for krisflyer miles
and get ourselves some first class seats.

here i am at monday, recalling the past week.
my feelings stand mixed and in between.
it was rough and i have punching bag eyes as evidence.
yet it's been fun and enjoyable all at the same time.

i have come to the conclusion that when we
grow up and spend three quarters of our days at work,
we become ugly, horrible people.
maybe because we are washed with the mundane,
that we just have to dirty it with backstabbing and
bitching just to add some sick pleasure in our lives.
if that is the package maturity brings,
then i want to live in this play ground forever.

but my baby bought me yet another no reason present,
and it is by-far the best present ever.
awesome dcfc seats.

pictures will have to wait.

i'm having this dire need to have my eyes wide shut.
it's that feeling of dilemma where you keep awake,
yet stay soundly asleep.
it would be my little secret.

my contacts are as dry as a bone because
i sit here beneath the fumes of the air conditioning.
the same air conditioning that has caused me to
have a now sensitive nose. i'll have you know that
before i started work here, my nose was fine. while
everyone piled their breakfast table with tissues as evidence
of morning sniffles, i sat there like a healthy being.
despite the fact that nicotine stains my lungs.

i now embrace the silent air around me.
but it'll soon be gone when something or other
comes round to poison it.

there's still more to studying, but dinner is being
prepared so i'm going to take a rest by easing my brain for today.

before "procrastination" is pulled out of your vocabulary
and clearly displayed through your eyes behind your computer screen,

in my defense, i will say that i am proud of myself.
i have studied a good number of hours.
it's on the top of the list in
"rachel's book of world records"

but what i have however, been procrastinating -
is the uploading of photos.
lisa has been bugging me, and you probably
are going to be disappointed when you see
the few that i'm going to throw up on this website,
but they are in my com,
so not to worry!

i suppose she wanted a change from the rainy weather
where she came from. so while on my aunt's holiday, we headed
to Coastes - Sentosa.

i decided to skip the swimming bit and lie
in the sun instead.
armed with the camera and whatever's on my seat.


and of cos, humidity goes very well with
a good bottle of iced tea.


oh and lisa looks very happy. it must have
been the water because it sure looked good.
but i have this nasty impression about sea water.
i don't mind it sometimes but, other than that,
doing a back stroke with coke cans for companions
doesn't seem very enticing.


my grandma was throwing out this hat,
and gave it to aunty joanne to bring along.
haha.
the attempt was to act all vain and dramatic,
but clearly, i'm not a good poser.


yes, me and my rib cage.



oh and this is the best.
i was trying so hard to keep my face straight.
i'm a closet ah lian, didn't anyone know.

seriously, why do people do that?
pEaCe oUt eVerYbOdY! lUb lUb!

there was this caucasian family building sandcastles.
i swear they had the most awesome sandcastle building gadgets!
it's such a "tech-y" world now.
there's even improvements to traditional sandcastle building.


aunty jo - and she's probably going to strangle
me on her next trip back.
apparently her excuse is, "i'm eating"



that's about all i'm going to upload.

* * * * * *

everytime i burp i can feel the fumes of lunch
pass through my lips.
and disgusting as it may sound,
my hunger is increasing.
haha.

i can hear my boyfriend laughing hysterically.
(he's on the 2nd floor and i'm here)
(my music is at it's loudest)
i wonder what's so funny.

so excuse me while i "kpo".