Saturday, April 19, 2008

hong kong

ok ok, to put me out of my misery, i'd like to say something happy.
just recently, in the span of 6 days and 5 nights from the dates 9 april-14th april. 9 criminals from singapore, set off to the land of hong kong. to find freedom. and of course sex. well not really.

in doing so. we had the best time watching rocky on tv. and especially the discovery channel. i myself, had the pleasure of seeing cecilia cheung, in her most unglam state, of being drugged out at club beijing, as if that didnt stop me, i wonder how'd edison felt for a night. but then again, when i realized i had 2 other monkeys in my room that night, i decided i would pass. but it doesnt stop there. walking around the streets of hongkong, i must say the ban of smoking on public pathments and areas is somewhat a a ball with edges. i do not see the reason of selling cigrettes so cheaply and yet have every other place smoke free. except for the clubs though, which after july 2007 in sg, i was able to smoke and drink and oogle at the same time in that dimmed location.

however, like how them hongkong ads on tv go. there's stuff to eat and buy, eat and buy, eat and buy. yes we've gone there and made our mark. no restuarant's fei cha was safe. no mongkok auntie was spared. we went there to eat our hearts out, and slash them overpriced fake goods off the shelves. we came back victorious. with that, i am proud to say, we have successfully gone to hong kong with a half empty bag, and come back with 2. as wells as coming home with the airplane have trouble to cope with our weights.

thank you hong kong. thank you criminals.

ps. i didnt mean to snore

Friday, April 18, 2008

i'm not making any deals

despite my plight to stay determined to post something happy.

i feel this strong urge to say that there's so much empty promises.

i've tried my best in school to get myself graduating with a decent GPA.
i've excelled in my CCA in school which has opened so many doors for me.
and inspite of my determination to get the things i want,
i'm so sad to say that sometimes, mom, you don't really care. i doubt you even know my graduating GPA. i doubt you know what i've won. i doubt you know where i stand.

and if my mom can't even see where i am, or what i can become.
i'm so sick and tired of trying so hard to come home to boast about things to you. only to know that you only forget it the next day. throw my 2nd places aside.

and the worse part. you'd say you'd do so many things. but yet i dont see anything developing. so much for hitting back at me that if i work hard for something, i will get it.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

you sleep well.


you're right beside me now, sound asleep as usual.
you lift up your hand occasionally in your unconsciousness to scratch your face.
you keep turning and tossing all over the bed in the hope of finding the sweet spot for you to sleep soundly.
your hair's a mess but you still looking adorable to me.
and even if i had a bad day, just having you by my side, is worth the wait.

b. i love u