Monday, August 27, 2007
"We must always be intoxicated: whether on wine, on poetry, or on virtue, whichever suits our inclination - but we must be intoxicated"- Baudelaire, an absolutely decadent French poet.
oh please let me be inebriated in the beauty of words, imagination and visceral needs. sometimes humans need some surrealism to assuage the wounds of the living. living this damn damn world, chasing for that wee pot of gold, and that (oh it blights my mouth to say) dream job.
hush hush, please leave me alone, i need to worry about my future.
what you, you repulsive parody.
hello to you peanut-crunching crowd, shoving in droves to watch the duel. my duel.
ps: the more i look at my lit lecturer, the more he looks like squidward. they even share the same kind of dry humour, and that wry comportment. its uncanny! haha
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Readers are so different from one another. They are very hard to corral into one place with your writing. I think reading, much like writing, is a sort of journey. I let them take what they will.
- Ian McEwan, Times Magazine
i concur.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Dear God,I'm sorry I've been selfish. For always lamenting about everything, when all i had was to look to You. I'm sorry I've stupidly shut Your amazing grace and love out of my door, when You patiently waited outside for me to open up. With Your grace and love, I shall learn to forgive myself.
Thank you for inspiring me through these special people around me, for I see so much of Christ in them. Thank you for saving me, for loving me. Your acceptance is divine. I cannot give thanks enough.
Love,
Si Yu
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Psalm 23
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
i am not a charity, dont expect so much and treat me like dirt.outflow > inflow. ha how strangely ironic when business school teaches otherwise. the fissure in ones character. and you, prying and prodding perniciously at my seemingly benign orifice.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
sometimes...sometimes, shitty things happen that make you soooooo thankful for being single.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
hello readers! my dear friend Diana is trying to sell her stuff to fund her trip to Japan, so do pop by and help her out ogay!!AT http://www.anukscloset.blogspot.com/
Friday, August 10, 2007
im merry like Christmas :DDD
im on a shopping fast for a week!! please wish me good luck HOHO.
Monday, August 06, 2007
hk!
flying on a jetplane with siyou the tyrant haha!
pedder red shoes that i bought on day one! :DD /lustlustlust
the stellar view from the top of ocean park, with pretty little yachts adorning the deep azure portiere./amorous sigh. i just cant rave enough about how much i love the tranquility of the sea. please fly me off to some beach holiday!
getting semi-fried at ocean park and a little peeved at the obnoxious behavior of tiongs! haha
battle of the MORs (hair)!
beer and food fest at lam kwai fong
ouw.
beer, man's best friend. lim jiu and be hairpee!
our drinks! siyou's absthine.(is that how u spell it?!) hoho
the xi in xi-nu-ai-le. i love this picture, freaking funny!!!
nu
ai (we look like demented druggies haha!)
le (Isaac looks remotely upset. haha. maybe its me HUR)
goofing around in espirit outlet at mongkok, Isaac's territory!
siyou's emo shot (and nice hair day, i second that!)
krispy kremes! sorry we ate too fast so no pictures of donuts hahalastly, ORGASMIC DESERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /punch chest.
its SO BLOODY GOOD.
next up: hongkong partII
quotes from Closer, one of my all-time favourite movies
Larry: So Anna tell me your bloke wrote a book. Any good?
Alice: Of course.
Larry: It's about you isn't it?
Alice: Some of me.
Larry: Oh? What did he leave out?
Alice: The truth.
"It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and... all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone... But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so... the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie."
life huh. /dry laugh.
Larry: So Anna tell me your bloke wrote a book. Any good?
Alice: Of course.
Larry: It's about you isn't it?
Alice: Some of me.
Larry: Oh? What did he leave out?
Alice: The truth.
"It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and... all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone... But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so... the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie."
life huh. /dry laugh.
lily said that her friend's friend is so muscular, that his packs are like waffles. HAHAHA! what a hilarious analogy!
