OK. I'm blogging here. No more here.

I seriously seriously do not enjoy blogging as much because I am sick and tired of my present skin and there are not much  livejournal templates online.

I'm going to change my blog.
Back to the dashboard at blogger.

I haven been blogging here because I have been blogging at some where else.
You could ask me for the web if you want to know.


Anyway,
Life's been pretty ok.
I spent a good 2 days with Stef, Ryan and Nic.
Gosh, didnt know people my age are also so fun.
We went bowling before going down to church to help out for evoke.
We did up the evoke backstage background! Wanna take a look??



wah wah. Aiseh. Look at Nic's muscles!
Haolian only. Got smell la brudder. ~~ phieww.

Ok, I guess thats all I'm going to blog about.
I'm actually at work now.
I'm gonna blog at the other place now.


When I am trying to forget,
why does those damn reminders have to come up?

And as I ask myself that.
A voice showed it to me.
The things I see are just simple similarities alot of people have.
The fact that I thought about the same person because of those similarities...
it tells me that somewhere in there.
That person's still there.

But yet that makes me feel like I have to swallow those words that I just said.
Of forgetting; of letting go.

Oh gosh.
Mind vs Heart.
Why does it have to be so hard?

Airport by ~Doublemind on deviantART


I'm at my work station now.
The transit mall is almost clear of people save for a few.
No flights in the wee early mornings.
My laptop is for me to watch twilight later on.
An uncle was actually lying in front of me just now.
Snoring. His shirt flipped up to expose his stomach.
Ugh. Talk about peace and sceneries.

No friends for me to meet today.
I met Joe and Irene yesterday!
In the transit mall! How conincidental.
And they bought me a nice hot cup of coffee from Coffee Bean. Thanks!

My eyes are actually quite close to closing now.
If I was at home I'd probably crash into bed right this minute.
But I still have 5 more hours to go. Sad me.

I've been studying my highway code yesterday!!
Oh and you know wads so good working at night in the airport.
Its like you have the entire terminal to yourself.
No suffocating crowds.




You know. When you have problems and are given options.
Your only way through is to choose the best option.
But what if...
you are not given any..
           not a single
    option.
You have 
                           no where to
           start.
How would you solve the problem?

I can only let time show me.


And I miss my God.
I ought to bring my bible next time on night shifts.

the car by ~thrillhasgonst on deviantART

Work is tiring tiring. So tiring I slept at work.
Hawhawhaw!
Working nghtshifts has its good and bad.
There's not much people so I am free most of the time.
I kept reading my storybook.
In the middle of the night I get to sleep!
Doze, snooze. I sat right there at the table. Snoozing.
But still. by 4am my eyes are tired and dry.
Thank God for eyedrops.

The job is ok la. Not bad. Not my favourite.
But Im there for the ka-ching it gives.
That doesnt mean I dont do a good job.
Picked up a few fancy words in different languages.

Jiyoku - Strong
Karuku - Light
Moto - More

Plus fort - Stronger
Moin Fort - Lighter

Jangan terlalu keras - Not too strong
Ringan - Light/soft

Working at the airport and not being able to understand alot of people and communicate with them frustrates me. And it reminds me of a very strong desire to learn lots of languages. Well, at least I had part of one covered. French. I guess I could go revise and all that. And I am just glad that living in Singapore means I speak English and Chinese. Hokkien is a plus too.

Languages that I want to learn.
Korean. complete my french. Spanish. Bahasa Indo.
Daddy wants me to learn Arabic.

Anyway,
I just registered for my driving lessons.
Taking my BTT in April 17.
Then followed by my Final theory.
I'm also starting my practical in May.
The uncle said if I consistently have lessons 2 times a week or more.
I could easily get my liscense (if i dont fail) by August. Latest.
Cool.
Wish me luck.

Seems like this year has packed up lots of things for me.

Dreamdance by *werol on deviantART


Haha. Bella and Edward are driving me close to addiction.


I am starting to think that I should keep a small booklet always by my side.
And a nice pen. To write down all my thoughts.
I realise my thoughts get very very interesting.
Without people being able to appreciate them.
Since they come and go. And are gone.
I seldom remember the same thoughts.
And seldom think them twice.
Mostly comments, opinions, perceptions, analysis, or realisations.

I'm feeling really dry and tired lately.
And my nose bleeds. Jeanette if you are reading this.
Its not the same as yours. Its dried blood.
Only when I clear my nose den I will see it.
It always happens when I'm overworking or too dried up.
I am drinking alot already. Maybe more.
And I tink I probably should sleep more too.

I have overnight shifts next week.
I should think they are fun.
Cause there's little people.
And I could be reading Eclipse or Breaking Dawn all night.
Maybe bring nail polish there to apply huh?? You think?
Maybe chat up a few handsome tourists?
Heh. Cheeky.


Sidenote: Ohmygosh. Me and Wanhui just used Twilight to talk about God. Oh my gosh. I'm not going to be a hopeless twilight addict afterall. Twilight is like a crush/infatuation. God is like my soulmate.

Fishing For The Sun by `gilad on deviantART


Click here to read the beautiful story behind the picture.




I won't open my door
unless someone comes pounding for me.

Unless I feel in my heart
a strong

tud tud tud.

And on the contrary to the image,
no one is welcomed for now.