Walloping wildflowers wave hello

Yeap, this photo pretty much sums up my life right now.

Let's get down to business

Concert practice has begun.
A musical titled Flower Drum Song has been chosen and a dance named You are Beautiful has a spot for me. It has been said that since 2008 was English, 2009 was Malay, it was seen fit that 2010 should be Chinese. I dare say Kim is absolutely right - Mulan all the way! But oh well, such things, or may I say certain people, cannot be helped :D

It used to be a goldmine

If I am stubborn for refusing to do it your way,
are you not stubborn for forcing me to do it your way?

Cheap wine tastes the same

I wonder if any of their wishes ever came true.
Maybe writing it down on a piece of paper and tying it to a sacred tree branch gives them just a little more hope.
More importantly,
Would they thank the tree when their wishes really do come true?
Or would they blame the tree when their wishes didn't come true?
I suppose that it's always about the tree either way.

Sweet child O' mine

If only I could.

Monte

I love Zee Avi. You should too.

Release the Hounds

For one, I've realised that I'm incapable of blogging continuously like certain people. I cannot bring myself to sit down in front of a computer and tell you about my whatnots.

For two, I quite believe that all this is caused by the belief that blogging comes with long interesting posts and pretty pictures. Well, to be frank, I think that blogging should rather be truthful and straightfoward instead of what everyone else wants to read.

For three, I don't think anyone even reads this blog anymore. I guess it's pretty much my fault.

But I have this desire to blog now and then.
Oh damn you, desires.

kiss me, i'm contagious.

And I like how the studs and lace just make this picture.

Now I want studs and lace.

Oh wait, I already do have studs and lace.

But not studs and lace like that though.

Oh well.

A sunday without sun.

Oh dear history,

Why do you torment me so?