II.
now she's got to go
keep moving keep moving
too fast and you hurt yourself
but slow down and you die!
in tears in madness
in fear in blind fury
little miss nobody screams
at everything and nothing
i'm leaving i'm leaving! she cries
why won't you do something!

tired and lost she falls down
she falls asleep, again away
today in may.
dreams of killer cars and firemen bears
flames that sing tunes to all
and none so bold
the storm brews
she knows its coming.

UNTITLED

I.
little miss nobody fell into a drain
and fell asleep there
when she got up she tried to figure out a way out
but got distracted by some very poetic looking weed
growing by the side of the channel
there was also a slowly trickling stream of lacklustre water
which despite being dull and un-sparkly,
still had its drain-like charms
she got up and started to explore along the drain
it got considerably deeper and narrower
but miss little nobody has by now
forgotten
it was not in fact
her intention to be in a drain.

after what felt like many
comet showers later
little miss nobody misses flapping curtains!
and clean clear sparkly water!

...SO LA LA LALA LA LA

my saturday:

• took a walk to the mall, ran a couple of errands, bought lunch home for family (sushi-sushi for mom and i, bbq chicken with pineapple rice for dad)
• watched the latest episode of gilmore girls... and then it hit me, IS THIS THE FINAL FINAL FINALE???? i can't say more, just that.. it could well be. i think. i should do some research on this.
• said bye and closed the gate for dad and mom as they went out on a nice saturday excursion to vivocity to watch spiderman3. for some reason this felt like an event worth mentioning. even though, really, it's just closing of gates.
• shiv picked me up and brought me on a very romantic date to simlim. hehe. ok to be fair, he was helping me settle my computer issues, so many thanks and soft serve treats to come! simlim is depressing largely due to the chronic lack of social skills of ALL-MALES-THERE. 99.99999999% of them have a negative 500 score for EQ. plus they smell. bad. the elevators are little metallic depressive smelly cubicles for shoving rude people. and don't even get me started on the escalators. hell-in-an-efferverscent-bottleneck. it's hard to fault them for being rude as i think it's mostly non-personal. it's just all accrued to the lack of social skills. all that said, simlim is still an unde ni ably e ss nt al par t o f u s s z z *f a l l s a a a sl e ep*
• after that! we headed to marina mandarin hotel lobby lounge for a pre-dinner drink. i think we've both fallen a little in love with the place... it's spacious (a gazillion-level volume space), loungey, lighting and air conditions perfect, great string quartet playing, clean fancy and comfy seats, and they serve really fresh cocktail nuts!! we agreed that we shall be returning more often.
• dinner at MacD's. my first since returning from Melb.
• swung by BBBC for some indiepop... stayed for a drink and many head bobbing tunes, then decided to leave due to the overwhelming smoke that was choking us up. and since we were in the area, we decided to swing by Mustafa! yay! always fun. if only i haven't gotten all sniffly from the smokeyBBBC.
  

MOON RINGS

oh here comes sunday night again. time for bed, again.

By starlight I'll kiss you
And promise to be your one and only
I'll make you feel happy
And leave you to be lost in mine
And where will we go, what will we do?
Soon said i, will know

do i keep stretching time for you, or will time stretch me to a snap?

TIME TRIAL

Shiv and I spent friday night having a really pleasant, albeit extremely warm, dinner and drinks session at brewerkz in the delightful company of mei and choy. we talked excitedly about work design books & pretty things, whilst they spoke about cars n such. (didn't catch much about that in detail, quite obviously. but they managed to stay entertained, so that worked out really well.) we promised to initiate shiv into our chimay escapades, and we shall! soon, too!

Mei surprised me with a mid-year christmas gift! Franny and Zooey, Penguin Books edition. Which is great 'cos now my Catcher in The Rye, penguin books edition as well, will have a friend and not feel like he's a loner amongst the rest of the JD Salinger - Little, Brown & Company published books!






look what i found as i flipped through my really aged copy of Raise High The Roof Beam Carpenters... a little quote from S. Beckett! Habit is a great deadener. indeed. indeed indeed indeed.

going through my collection of books is always a very nostalgic journey. just like what music does for the most of us. i couldn't wait to reread franny and zooey.. and i might make it through franny before the night ends. i could sit here and reminisce for hours on end, replaying every moment i've shared with salinger and seymour glass and holden caulfield (naturally)... the ages the schools the classmates the friends the music the libraries the malls the corners the nooks the spots the daydreams the smiles the tears the makebelieve the buses the fashion the clothes the everything i associate with my salinger memories.

i have aged.

SING & SKIP & DANCE & SWIRL

part ii of birthday gift from shiv last night... in his words, to mark the closing of my month.. hehe. My second Phantom of The Opera experience is just as awesome as my first, if not more. I lack the words to describe how the musical moved me.. from the music, orchestra, opera, to the set, the costume, the ingenuity in set designs... the fabrics, the colours, the shimmers... the choreography, the orchestration of every slightest but deliberate movement... the proportions of the stage, the languid spacing and pacing.. i so wish i had the knowledge and language to express my thoughts and reflections! if only i had done theatre studies in junior college the way i planned to when i chose VJC...

are you a sad romantic?

why does nobody ever answer my blog-questions...

THE GOOD THE BAD & THE QUEEN

pictures from last night's 46th SIA GALA dinner at Ritz Carlton...


was really nice catching up with former colleagues, directors, uni-mates... most were great and sincere, one or two were oddly somewhere-out-in-space with either snubby or hate vibes for me. i suspect i know the reason for at least one. haha well y'know what they say... UP YOURS TOO.

after the gala, we - the good the bad & the queen, mr and mrs leong + dong + szeyin, headed off to Oosh at Dempsey road for Lutron's opening showcase... Ben, MD of lutron, also the owner of Oosh, took us on our private tour around the massive place... of all the sleek cool gadgetry he showed us.. we were all most excited by his tank of exotic stingray collection!!! it was so hypnotic watching them glide and flap around... it's like, they weren't really in a tank of water.. but flapping around in the depths of outer space... hmm. (this was BEFORE i had my martinis.)

workwise i've been handed another massive bungalow with bigshot client.. same set of consultants as my current project, so hopefully reliable. i'm nervous but i'm glad and wanna brace myself for it all. i'll be fine it'll be great.

THIS IS A MAY DAY LIST

1. i should never shop for clothes alone.
2. i'm a greatly claustrophobic person, emotionally.
3. conceptually i can move faster than many people.
4. but not physically.
5. i enjoy interactions with intellectually stimulating people. that includes talking about pencils, if the company's right.
6. i like old-fashioned things.
7. loneliness is comforting and self indulgent.
8. so is nostalgia.
9. beauty should be effortless.
10. if you find water delicious you're probably a romantic too.

i'd like to be able to sit around with a tall chilled glass of ice water that has two delicate slices of cucumber dancing playfully in it.. tintilising my tastebuds with its round and clean flavour.. i'd have goldfrapp, portishead and massive attack playing in the background.. perhaps some tricky too. and i'd spend some of that time writing about water... its taste, its form(less), its clarity, its touch, its fluidity, its language, its rhythm...

when things aren't the way you want them to be do you sometimes feel like screaming PUT IT BACK TOGETHER, impatiently? it's unfortunate that i do.

on the one hand i desire to standstill and sip water like it is poetry, and on the other i am all war and noise and riots. there is a lot of conflicting chatter in my existence. i want to be alone because then i won't be a liability.

if you were to be a silver ribbon, what would you be tied around?