Surely I come quickly.

when did we stop liking to play in the rain? to let those giant beads go splat on your skin.

sometimes i wish it would rain,so no one could see your tears amidst the streams of water.

i guess it is when we become sensible. when we know we will get sick the next day, and 'important things' cannot be done then.

or when it doesn't feel good anymore. to be weighed down by those waterlogged clothes. when it is not easy to lift up your face against the torrent.

like a dust ball, growing in size, provoking disgust, contempt. no one wants to associate with a dirty dust ball. it is well deserved indeed.

many times when crossing the road, i'd think maybe this is it. my life would just go *snap* like that. crossing the road near the botanic garden is more dangerous than wandering the streets in the middle of the night.

when love departs from you and leave you shivering in the cold. it is not because of the temperature. it is a heart devoid of love. your love kept me warm.

torn.i wanted to go up to give a reassuring touch on her arm, to say come, lets talk about it, to give a hug.that's when i realise how needful this cold is, so that i can empathize with others.

being a public nuisance

taking pretty peektures

spying on people

stalking people

taking weird pictures

embarrasing my friends

i've learnt how to take pictures of people without them noticing. hurrays! hehe

the proper way to eat mongolian steamboat - mix your own sauces

the red soup is the spicy one

yums

the way lights twinkle in the distance. or off the water surface. when you just hush your heart and look on, when the lights start dancing and the night seems so peaceful.

the raindrops here fall like flakes, they wisp into your face. unlike the big blobs you get in singapore, where u can really feel the gravity, and it weighs you down in no time, so everytime u feel the rain u feel the urgency to get out of it. but here, you can dance in the rain.

i remember

one of the worst conditions i ran in. reminded me of the day we spent in the grampians trying to make ballpoint markings on an utterly soaked piece of paper while peering through the thick torrent of raindrops trying to get some observations.

frosty the snowman on a frosty window. this week is warmer again, but the temperature is slowly but surely progressing to winter.

i dreamt

we were such really good friends in school.

we met again, like long lost family members.

when will u start to love an apple for being an apple, and an orange for being an orange?

it is really freaky to wake up and find that your nightmare is real.

first week of school. attended only 1.75 of the 4 subjects' first lectures.

retail therapy before uni started.the most expensive item is the jeans for $20.beams:)

yes i am a cooperative rebel. i wonder what's going through their brains. but still,must be thankful for this grouping.they are all full of ideas.bossiness is just a small price to pay.

i just realised i have been sounding quite depressed. today was a great day! i love waking up refreshed and feeling energised and happy the whole day. even without the sun! maybe it's the coffee in the morning. hehe