Tuesday, 9 February 2010
A cheesy love letter
Dearest Clesias,
It comes as a surprise to me that I would even begin to write this. But as the days draw nearer, I realize that life is just simply too short to keep silent. Maybe I will be crushed, disappointed; elated with the smallest probability of 0.012, but at least.. at the very least, you know how I feel about you.
They say you will never know who she is when you first see her,
but I knew.
When you walked into cana hall,
the wind blew north-east,
right into your face,
and your face shone..
like a yellow egg yolk in a sea of egg-whites face people
When you first approached me,
my heart skipped a beat or two,
because your breath smelled like the
egg and onion roti prata I had in the morning,
and I knew we had more in common than ever.
The sunsilk shampoo you use,
only heightens my feelings for you,
darkening your hair.. to a black comparable
to my favourite chin-chow along upper Thomson Road.
And when we dance together,
I feel like the whole world just goes into a whirl,
we may look like fools,
but I know that 2 left feet will make it right.
I guess I was never good with words,
people always misunderstand what I want to say...
But I know you will understand.
But just to make it clear:
Your hair got caught in your mouth that day the wind blew,
You know how I love to poke an egg yolk from a sunny-side up,
and onion pratas make breath smelly
and sunsilk shampoo dries my hair,
and there is no chin-chow along thomson road (but if you do find one, tell me)
and I get exhausted trying to make your two left feet become right.
but because we are lumped together in this world,
I thought I had to let you know, how I truly felt about you.
yours faithfully
Gracia
P.S. The expenses incurred for coffee and entertainment will be shared equally between us. Later, based on your performance, I might take up a larger share of the expenses. However I am broadminded enough to be taken care of, on your expense account.
(disclaimer: the above letter is a copyright from 'The Gracia's BRAIN' and
adapted from: http://www.freesampleloveletters.com/loveletters/funny-love-letter.php)
Thursday, 28 January 2010
my brilliant days as an artist in secondary 2
It seems as if it was just yesterday I spent hours in the art room with Ms. Koh, touching up my art pieces and touching them up again. Yet, as I look at the pictures once more, it seems as if the artist in secondary 2 was another person. Today, my creations lie in humble cartoon drawings of friends on cards. Done with a simple black-ink pen and some coloured markers. Perhaps this long break will give me the chance to sit down and take up this... rather pricey hobby once more.
My mock-ups. OR drafts. We do cropping. For my final project in Secondary 2, I decided on the topic of Nature.




I was truly inspired by the wings of the butterfly... so it became my focal point in my final piece.


My mock-ups. OR drafts. We do cropping. For my final project in Secondary 2, I decided on the topic of Nature.
I was truly inspired by the wings of the butterfly... so it became my focal point in my final piece.
TADA! my final piece. I must admit, I don't really like it. I like the drafts better.
Here is another art project. Its called my childhood.
ribbons... these are a few of my favourite things!
Its upside down! I dunno why. how frustrating.
this is the final piece... which is not the right way up either. WELL.
haha. and these are what I gathered from cleaning my room today.
Here is another art project. Its called my childhood.
haha. and these are what I gathered from cleaning my room today.
Friday, 25 December 2009
My little blue shoes (draft 1)
My little blue shoes
they carry me
Along rocky roads, and narrow paths,
on long tracks that see no end
My little blue shoes
sold at a price
that never was justified
but yet, it humbly stays
as it always is
My little blue shoes
they collect my tears
that form a ripple
to the endless sea
softly, gently, untold.
My little blue shoes
may they be the last,
while my toes may squinch in pain
I still have to carry on
because my little blue shoes,
they carry me .
-- written on the 15th dec. a day when I realised I was stronger than I thought I was. because of my father(s).
they carry me
Along rocky roads, and narrow paths,
on long tracks that see no end
My little blue shoes
sold at a price
that never was justified
but yet, it humbly stays
as it always is
My little blue shoes
they collect my tears
that form a ripple
to the endless sea
softly, gently, untold.
My little blue shoes
may they be the last,
while my toes may squinch in pain
I still have to carry on
because my little blue shoes,
they carry me .
-- written on the 15th dec. a day when I realised I was stronger than I thought I was. because of my father(s).
Friday, 30 October 2009
I read, I laugh and I smile.
From the Straits Times- 29 Oct 2009
- Thaksin was once given 'the Most Exalted Order of the White Elephant'
- When a list of reasons why the smart money is on Mr. Balkenende to become Europe's president included- (He visited Singapore last week)
- When a BN member was so proud to have smiled and gave his Hacks sweets to a PR member while both parties are at loggerheads on which party is the legitimate state government.
From the noticeboard outside my library
- 'Old age is a big price to buy wisdom'
From Albert Einstein? I can't remember.
- This- I thought it was slightly controversial but true to some extent and the irony lies that it is packaged so well.
"But without deeper relection, one knows from daily life that one exists for other people - first of all for those upon whose smiles and well-being our own happiness is wholly dependent, and then for the many, unknown to us, to whose destinies we are bound by the ties of sympathy."
en route to tuition observation:
the unmistakable smell of crisp coffee buns... mmm. and. (momentary pause) that girl so cute... try to be ah lian but ai yoo, just to chubby to pass off as one. :)
- Thaksin was once given 'the Most Exalted Order of the White Elephant'
- When a list of reasons why the smart money is on Mr. Balkenende to become Europe's president included- (He visited Singapore last week)
- When a BN member was so proud to have smiled and gave his Hacks sweets to a PR member while both parties are at loggerheads on which party is the legitimate state government.
From the noticeboard outside my library
- 'Old age is a big price to buy wisdom'
From Albert Einstein? I can't remember.
- This- I thought it was slightly controversial but true to some extent and the irony lies that it is packaged so well.
"But without deeper relection, one knows from daily life that one exists for other people - first of all for those upon whose smiles and well-being our own happiness is wholly dependent, and then for the many, unknown to us, to whose destinies we are bound by the ties of sympathy."
en route to tuition observation:
the unmistakable smell of crisp coffee buns... mmm. and. (momentary pause) that girl so cute... try to be ah lian but ai yoo, just to chubby to pass off as one. :)
Saturday, 24 October 2009
more observations at kopitiam
Laughing to myself while observing the silly antics of people -
a chinese bespectacled lady fanning herself in an air-conditioned room,
a teenage girl with a palm-size white ribbon blooming from her rebonded hair,
number of caucasians eating ice-kachang suspiciously,
a lady with an inverted smile as a permanent fixture on her face,
and last of all,
at myself for laughing to myself at everything and recording this down.
a chinese bespectacled lady fanning herself in an air-conditioned room,
a teenage girl with a palm-size white ribbon blooming from her rebonded hair,
number of caucasians eating ice-kachang suspiciously,
a lady with an inverted smile as a permanent fixture on her face,
and last of all,
at myself for laughing to myself at everything and recording this down.
Food for thought
Chew. Don't gobble.
Its bad for digestion and as a potential eye candy.
HAHAHAHA.
observed at dhoby ghaut's kopitiam
Its bad for digestion and as a potential eye candy.
HAHAHAHA.
observed at dhoby ghaut's kopitiam
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
justification for macdonald's
The smile on the small little boy makes me realise that although macdonald's is unhealthy for the masses with its high amount of trans fat and what not, it still puts a smile on families as they munch happily on the fries or cakes. Life is simply too short to eat healthily and monotonously... After all, I think the joy of munching into that packet of fries offsets the knowledge of it staying in your stomach for days. But such is knowledge and exposure, for I still hesitate to purchase a mac meal no matter how happy it will possibly make me.
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