Sunday, February 27, 2011

Art never comes from happiness.

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Me: Which part hurts the most?
Deon: THE ONE YOU'RE DOING.

Hahaha but I think the most painful part should be at the rib? It was still painful for me though. I must have been the noisiest and whiniest customer ever. I declared my fear for like about a hundred times. And I say the stupidest things when I'm scared.

I'm glad. Goodnight.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out.

Tuesday.
We had the most productive 2h break ever because Zeeeee and I completed our parts for the ppt slides!
I keep thinking that I'm taking psy343 instead of psy321.
LLY showed us some videos during soc101 and I'm incredibly impressed with lawyers.
Unlike a typical Tuesday, it didn't feel draggy.
I liked how the day turned out.
(:


I woke up from a nap not too long ago and there are so many things on my mind I think it's about to explode. It's like this.

studies psy321 test on friday tattoo friends what time should i sleep later? what to wear tomorrow? unearthed topshop vouchers with an expiry date of 31 march so what should i get? friends studies research paper bisexuality or thematic apperception test? research paper deadlines birthdays i've already paid my school fees i need to tidy up my room again whatever happened to followyourheart? pressure I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING kristal's last day is on the 28th i need to see her before she flies back everything is in a mess i need to swim i need to tan my tanlines are fading but when should i? why don't i have a stand any stand at all i need to stop being an ignoramus................ it's endless.

I ought to study for psy321 now.

Monday, February 21, 2011


I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached, in which I say to Natalie Portman,

“If you miss me, you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.”

I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?

It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours, but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.

Now we exchange numbers, but text instead of call because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u.” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear to care, but not too much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.

Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?

There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. There is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. Think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car.

Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. In some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: you are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored? Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see. But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.

We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal, deliberate, and means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most importantly, it’s flawed. There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say,

“This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.”

— Ashton Kutcher

Saturday, February 19, 2011

And even if your heart is built like the Titanic you go down.

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This is less than half of what we ordered in total.

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Haha candidddd.

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It was my second XLB buffet of the week. I'd never eaten so many XLBs in a span of four days before. :/


Headed over to Nat's house for Just Dance 2 after school yesterday. It was impromptu again! Played in her living room and we perspired so much. And I suck at Guitar Hero haha I need to practise more!
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I think it's called Nibbles. A very violent bunny.

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Maxi's so adorable. It was rubbing its face against me and Nat said it shows that its accepting me! ^^ It tried to scratch the bunny though, and got scolded by Nat haha.

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I've always thought that if there's a problem, we should talk it out. Talk about it, ask, explain, clear all doubts and misunderstandings, instead of overanalysing, misreading and making up our own assumptions. I've always thought that if there's an instant that we have anything to say from our hearts at all, we shouldn't hold back. Tell people how we feel about them. 'Cause most of the time we regret the things we didn't say. The intensity of our emotions isn't the same all the time. The capacity of our hearts varies from time to time. And if we wait too long for the perfect moment, it will pass us by.

But I've come to realise that sometimes, it's best to just shut up. Doesn't mean we have to pretend to be fine, doesn't mean we have to deny the existence of a problem. Just be silent. Say nothing. Save the fruitless attempts. Save the heartaches.

I like to talk things to death. So I wear my heart on my sleeve, I let my guard down, I put myself in such a vulnerable state, I explain, I try to listen and I try to be heard, I try to understand, I try, and I try. I like to talk things to death. So I make things worse, just by trying to make them better.

I say nothing. It really doesn't matter.

Friday, February 18, 2011

You've got the love I need to see me through.

Wednesday: School, sent Cheryl off at the airport, Marina South Pier.

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Why do you always close your eyes when you take a picture with meeeeee. Looking forward to April! Please take care of yourself (and Rupini) over there! Miss you ):

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HAHAHAHA this picture makes me laugh 'cause Nat looks sooooooo happy. ^^

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I likeeee.

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This is the part when they didn't tell me that they were doing a heart so with my own assumption, I wound up being the only loser doing binoculars.

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And when I got it right, I very smartly blocked my face with it.

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Don't know whose idea was it to cover our faces with hair haha we looked like a mess!

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We were trying to WHIP OUR HAIR BACK AND FORTH.

When I laugh my eyes are ^^ hahahahahaha.

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Nat looks cheeky here. "I'M A BEAST!" Hahahaha inside joke.

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We had one freakin' awesome night at Marina South Pier. Isn't it awesome when someone drives? We should really do this more often. Love love love y'all. (:

I have a new nickname given by Ben. He calls me xiao mao mi in school every single day hahahaha.