change is a double-edged sword.
change breaks your spirit, holds you down and then gives you a mighty kick in the ass to spur you forward. dynamism- adapt or be stepped on.
having left behind the comfort of home thriving on idealistic pastures, life on the other side has proven to be interesting. different. thought-provoking. overwhelming.
somewhere in the midst of growing up, i lost myself. and found the necessary bits of sanity to keep me going. the struggles continue, but always with renewed hope and admittedly the ocassional bouts of surrender-ism. but the turbulent cycle always follows the trustworthy sinus curve- a routine, expected and cliched set of ups and downs. looking at it optimistically, every low will indefinitely accentuate the highs that follow.
i never thought id reach the day when i realize i've lived too much in the present. that despite all the thinking, i did not foresee the future looming ahead. who knows what exactly is in store for us? what do we plan to do with our degree, our career, our life? where does this road of self-discovery lead to? delightful episodes of weekend thrills may have made our nights, but it is only short-term. what remains are the memories, and how they can shape our thoughts and guide our actions. how we can maneuver the negativity into passion-driven ideas, work around the setbacks and make the most of our somewhat neglected potential... how we can make a difference.
the vast amount of possibilities that drape the wheels of every decision are mind-blowing.
being a student challenges your time management and academic prowess. being an international student confronts your strength, in more ways than one. i have learnt so much in a short span of 4 months, and it is only the beginning of what must be a lifelong journey.
May 31, 2006
May 29, 2006
the moment
the sky was ominous, threatening to rain. already droplets of tears were showered lightly down upon the city, casting a mild shadow of uncertainty in the air. two people stood on the edge of the street, patiently waiting for the lights to turn green. the girl was a picture of serenity, her brown hair drifting softly in the wind. from behind, whispers of nothing and everything were imparted quietly to her, soft enough so no one else could hear, but loud enough to touch the heart and complete her soul. an arm hung loosely around her neck, keeping her close and warm, with just the right amount of care. there was no need for her to say anything. the bond was intangible, but very much evident. behind her stood the boy who held her heart. and hold her heart he did.
i am perpetually mesmerized by the beauty in the most effortless moments. watching two souls in connected invisibility, virtually unperturbed by the walking blur of people around them, can instill a sense of calm even in the most frazzled of souls. basking in the instance of mindless, almost instinctive sharing, is perhaps something most of us fail to treasure. i am lucky enough to be enthused by such displays of affection, and even luckier to drown in moments like these with you.
to me, there really is no need for sparkling glitters to light the pathway to heaven. all it takes is a touch of faith and that bit of fervor to make that one second seem like eternity. i could be blindfolded, and it wouldnt matter.
i am perpetually mesmerized by the beauty in the most effortless moments. watching two souls in connected invisibility, virtually unperturbed by the walking blur of people around them, can instill a sense of calm even in the most frazzled of souls. basking in the instance of mindless, almost instinctive sharing, is perhaps something most of us fail to treasure. i am lucky enough to be enthused by such displays of affection, and even luckier to drown in moments like these with you.
to me, there really is no need for sparkling glitters to light the pathway to heaven. all it takes is a touch of faith and that bit of fervor to make that one second seem like eternity. i could be blindfolded, and it wouldnt matter.
May 26, 2006
masquerade
behind every face lies a well of secrets, hidden desires and talent.
see that girl with the beaming smile? she cries every night. the nerdy guy up in front isnt just book-smart, he has substance that could put you to shame. a conversation can prove that in no time, except no one bothers. your aunty bakes the best chococolate cakes for you each time she pops over. she sees the psychiatrist every week. your regular fruit grocer who gives you discounts uses his earnings to pay for his sick wife's medical bills.
there is so much that the naked eye cannot see.
i have fallen into the sinking boat one too many times. why is it that first impressions are never right? why do we make our own assumptions based on one tiny detail? why is the deception rate so high, when we claim to be pragmatists inside? we indulge in such entertaining antics that can only show how profoundly shallow we really are.
that itself, is another facade on its own.
humans' ability to conceal and express is brain-numbing. precisely why the act of conveying a message can differ so greatly from one another. and also why various types of smiles- genuine, beckoning, sad, forced, tight, reluctant, playful- have found their way onto our lips. do you really believe in good packages? the ribbon is sealed tight, only few can open the box. the rest are relentlessly fooled into eating the upper crust of the cake. who gets the real deal? most of the time, only family. in rare cases, trusted confidants whose friendships were built on years. the crust-eaters? they get multiple whiffs of fake goodness layered with underlying motives and bad intentions.
im a believer of reality. truths reveal themselves to you only with time.
ride the waves of plays, and prepare to be captivated. we are the best actors, no doubt about it.
~the gardens paving the way for autumn's scatters
see that girl with the beaming smile? she cries every night. the nerdy guy up in front isnt just book-smart, he has substance that could put you to shame. a conversation can prove that in no time, except no one bothers. your aunty bakes the best chococolate cakes for you each time she pops over. she sees the psychiatrist every week. your regular fruit grocer who gives you discounts uses his earnings to pay for his sick wife's medical bills.
there is so much that the naked eye cannot see.
i have fallen into the sinking boat one too many times. why is it that first impressions are never right? why do we make our own assumptions based on one tiny detail? why is the deception rate so high, when we claim to be pragmatists inside? we indulge in such entertaining antics that can only show how profoundly shallow we really are.
that itself, is another facade on its own.
humans' ability to conceal and express is brain-numbing. precisely why the act of conveying a message can differ so greatly from one another. and also why various types of smiles- genuine, beckoning, sad, forced, tight, reluctant, playful- have found their way onto our lips. do you really believe in good packages? the ribbon is sealed tight, only few can open the box. the rest are relentlessly fooled into eating the upper crust of the cake. who gets the real deal? most of the time, only family. in rare cases, trusted confidants whose friendships were built on years. the crust-eaters? they get multiple whiffs of fake goodness layered with underlying motives and bad intentions.
im a believer of reality. truths reveal themselves to you only with time.
ride the waves of plays, and prepare to be captivated. we are the best actors, no doubt about it.
~the gardens paving the way for autumn's scatters
May 24, 2006
whoops
yin san has a delectable taste for EyeCandY~~
how do you like people peeping in on you in the loos?
peekaboo in the ladies..
and gents!
but the truth is..
haha woman! where you find your entertainment?
how do you like people peeping in on you in the loos?
peekaboo in the ladies..
and gents!
but the truth is..
haha woman! where you find your entertainment?
May 22, 2006
take me away
when the sky shed its tears
and poured gloom over the city,
where were you?
when i joined its shedding
and saw no end
or beginning
or hope,
where were you?
when there was no salvation
no faith
no dreams
nothing at all,
where were you?
when words were lost
and warmth in need
and the pit kept digging itself
deeper, larger, steeper,
where were you?
when i despaired and asked for attention
or called for comfort
in dependence
and reliance,
where were you?
when the cold seeped in
and robbed everything within
where were you?
when i needed you most..
where were you?
and poured gloom over the city,
where were you?
when i joined its shedding
and saw no end
or beginning
or hope,
where were you?
when there was no salvation
no faith
no dreams
nothing at all,
where were you?
when words were lost
and warmth in need
and the pit kept digging itself
deeper, larger, steeper,
where were you?
when i despaired and asked for attention
or called for comfort
in dependence
and reliance,
where were you?
when the cold seeped in
and robbed everything within
where were you?
when i needed you most..
where were you?
May 20, 2006
five petals
time: 5pm- forever
venue: wooden furniture, QV foodcourt
motive: to study
sidelines: donuts, sushi, burgers, drinks, fruit salads, camaraderie
key driving forces: lilmich, piggyoinks, fayefly, bbypers, lissoism
five little petals, sitting on a bench, T-A-L-K-I-N-G.
five little petals, struggling with their work, T-A-L-K-I-N-G.
five little petals, trying their best, T-A-L-K-I-N-G.
five petals of a flower spent the whole evening & night, EaTinG, TALKING, MuncHinG.
who knew how passionate we could be about health, and all things under the sun?
cancer strikes one in every four.
the reality of facing death never strays far away. the proximity is suffocating, but facts jump out at you. too many lives have been taken far too early. but it's never too late to take that one step forward and equip ourselves with the knowledge.
Ovarian cancer is dangerously subtle. early detection is crucial, but how can one accuse abdominal bloating, eating difficulties, constipation, weight gain, urinary frequency and severe fatigue as a reason to see the doctor? Be proactive, be mindful of little changes in your body and more importantly, be aware. For more information, go to www.ovca.org
Breast cancer is appallingly common. again, early detection instills hope in removing lumps of fatality. Look for any changes in: size & shape of breast, skin colour, swelling, inverted nipples or dimpling of skin. Have an open mind, please visit www.breastcancer.org if curiosity gets ahead of you.
The risk of developing cervical cancer is highest for women between 20-29 years old. you need a Pap test, a detecting means that has saved the lives of 70% of United States women. Go for regular screenings to get rid of HPV- a sexually transmitted virus. Or check out www.cervicalcancercampaign.org immediately.
Leukaemia cancer is also source for concern. White blood cells,while serving as our body's soldiers, may develop cancer. No matter what, anaemia, frequent bruising, infections and abnormal bleeding must be looked into. Make a stopover at www.leukimia.org if you care about you.
heartbeats soared a little too high for comfort when us sensives (self-made plural of the noun sensitive) hit raw nerves. Perhaps that was what kept us away from our books- our inner child fighting to be heard, to poke awareness and spur our thoughts a little. Can i say it was an informative girly session that created guilt runovers, worry overloads and unusual bonding? it could have been the lighting, the (major) distraction being food, the hordes of people streaming past out 'strategic' table.. or it could be the company.
a company of five full-fledged young adults, exploring and discussing our thoughts in an unstoppably enthusiastic manner.
cheers!
venue: wooden furniture, QV foodcourt
motive: to study
sidelines: donuts, sushi, burgers, drinks, fruit salads, camaraderie
key driving forces: lilmich, piggyoinks, fayefly, bbypers, lissoism
five little petals, sitting on a bench, T-A-L-K-I-N-G.
five little petals, struggling with their work, T-A-L-K-I-N-G.
five little petals, trying their best, T-A-L-K-I-N-G.
five petals of a flower spent the whole evening & night, EaTinG, TALKING, MuncHinG.
who knew how passionate we could be about health, and all things under the sun?
cancer strikes one in every four.
the reality of facing death never strays far away. the proximity is suffocating, but facts jump out at you. too many lives have been taken far too early. but it's never too late to take that one step forward and equip ourselves with the knowledge.
Ovarian cancer is dangerously subtle. early detection is crucial, but how can one accuse abdominal bloating, eating difficulties, constipation, weight gain, urinary frequency and severe fatigue as a reason to see the doctor? Be proactive, be mindful of little changes in your body and more importantly, be aware. For more information, go to www.ovca.org
Breast cancer is appallingly common. again, early detection instills hope in removing lumps of fatality. Look for any changes in: size & shape of breast, skin colour, swelling, inverted nipples or dimpling of skin. Have an open mind, please visit www.breastcancer.org if curiosity gets ahead of you.
The risk of developing cervical cancer is highest for women between 20-29 years old. you need a Pap test, a detecting means that has saved the lives of 70% of United States women. Go for regular screenings to get rid of HPV- a sexually transmitted virus. Or check out www.cervicalcancercampaign.org immediately.
Leukaemia cancer is also source for concern. White blood cells,while serving as our body's soldiers, may develop cancer. No matter what, anaemia, frequent bruising, infections and abnormal bleeding must be looked into. Make a stopover at www.leukimia.org if you care about you.
heartbeats soared a little too high for comfort when us sensives (self-made plural of the noun sensitive) hit raw nerves. Perhaps that was what kept us away from our books- our inner child fighting to be heard, to poke awareness and spur our thoughts a little. Can i say it was an informative girly session that created guilt runovers, worry overloads and unusual bonding? it could have been the lighting, the (major) distraction being food, the hordes of people streaming past out 'strategic' table.. or it could be the company.
a company of five full-fledged young adults, exploring and discussing our thoughts in an unstoppably enthusiastic manner.
cheers!
May 18, 2006
be inspired
When you spend three hours with a 50-odd capacity of females listening to the success stories of five passionate, different and strong-willed women, you're bound to emerge refreshed and brimming with inspiration. Incorporate the free flow of champagne, wine and finger delicacies into the picture, and you will see a sea of feminity indulging in food and drink underneath the intricately beautiful details of the Parliament House.
Welcome to the 2006 womens forum, hosted by the admirable FMAA who managed a full sponsorship from NAB, and endorsement by the University.
One outstanding personality is Nicole Lvingstone, former Olympic gold medallist and co-founder of OvCa Australia. Standing tall in a swimmer's physique, Nicole shared her glory and salt pinches with all. Among others, one significant issue was raised- freedom of choice.
Nicole related a story that struck a very painful chord.
Gold medals at one particular Olympic Games were swept by German female swimmers who were extrordinarily fast in the pool. Not only were they rich in muscle mass, they talked and looked decidedly masculine. In fact, they swam almost as fast as the men. Having seen the remarkable performances of these girls in the pool, Nicole and the other competitors quietly assumed they were on 'substances' to improve performances. Little did they know the bigger truth.
It was only when released reports got out that the painful truth was known. Females generally have a ratio of 1 testosterone to 1 progesterone. Males, naturally, have a ratio of 3:1. The swimmers, however, had a shocking 27:1. East and West Germany were at war then. These girls were victims of a role forced upon them. They were swimmers trained to win, regardless of the cost. These women were required to take 'vitamin' pills everyday. They did not question the reason for the vitamins intake, nor did they have the slightest idea of the adverse consequences that were to befall them. They believed it was just that- supplements. They were fooled.
It was only at the Olympic Games that they realized they were different from the other female competitors.
The right of choice was never given to them. The Olympic gold medals may have been winning runs of celebrations, but no one should ever be subjected to the abuse of human rights. To think that it was manipulated in such a way that such consequences should escape them is beyond comprehending. These women should never have to face permanent mutation of their physical bodies.. and worse still, incapability of ever having children of their own.
The injustice of such a situation brought me close to tears. freedom of choice. Three simple words that hold the world in them.
Welcome to the 2006 womens forum, hosted by the admirable FMAA who managed a full sponsorship from NAB, and endorsement by the University.
One outstanding personality is Nicole Lvingstone, former Olympic gold medallist and co-founder of OvCa Australia. Standing tall in a swimmer's physique, Nicole shared her glory and salt pinches with all. Among others, one significant issue was raised- freedom of choice.
Nicole related a story that struck a very painful chord.
Gold medals at one particular Olympic Games were swept by German female swimmers who were extrordinarily fast in the pool. Not only were they rich in muscle mass, they talked and looked decidedly masculine. In fact, they swam almost as fast as the men. Having seen the remarkable performances of these girls in the pool, Nicole and the other competitors quietly assumed they were on 'substances' to improve performances. Little did they know the bigger truth.
It was only when released reports got out that the painful truth was known. Females generally have a ratio of 1 testosterone to 1 progesterone. Males, naturally, have a ratio of 3:1. The swimmers, however, had a shocking 27:1. East and West Germany were at war then. These girls were victims of a role forced upon them. They were swimmers trained to win, regardless of the cost. These women were required to take 'vitamin' pills everyday. They did not question the reason for the vitamins intake, nor did they have the slightest idea of the adverse consequences that were to befall them. They believed it was just that- supplements. They were fooled.
It was only at the Olympic Games that they realized they were different from the other female competitors.
The right of choice was never given to them. The Olympic gold medals may have been winning runs of celebrations, but no one should ever be subjected to the abuse of human rights. To think that it was manipulated in such a way that such consequences should escape them is beyond comprehending. These women should never have to face permanent mutation of their physical bodies.. and worse still, incapability of ever having children of their own.
The injustice of such a situation brought me close to tears. freedom of choice. Three simple words that hold the world in them.
May 17, 2006
happy vibes
the simplest, most profoundly wondrous things in life are understated and priceless.
take the glass of white wine sitted in front of me, for example. chilled, clear and crisp with just the right amount of sweetness. you take a quick sip, but you cannot help but be drawn to take another. and another. you're fascinated by the perfectly shaped wine glass, and very much hooked on its content. the cost? $13 from safeway's liquor section, courtesy of hui ting.
the taste doesnt linger in your mouth, unlike reds. yet the exquisite flavour makes it special. this unique self-infused sensation curls around your senses, giving a substantial amount of happy vibes that have been sorely lacking in reserves.
priceless.
take the glass of white wine sitted in front of me, for example. chilled, clear and crisp with just the right amount of sweetness. you take a quick sip, but you cannot help but be drawn to take another. and another. you're fascinated by the perfectly shaped wine glass, and very much hooked on its content. the cost? $13 from safeway's liquor section, courtesy of hui ting.
the taste doesnt linger in your mouth, unlike reds. yet the exquisite flavour makes it special. this unique self-infused sensation curls around your senses, giving a substantial amount of happy vibes that have been sorely lacking in reserves.
priceless.
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