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THE OWNER

blogging serves as a memory machine that helped document the chronicles of the owner's life since 2005.

the owner has all rights to express opinions on this site and believes that no one should judge, comment and condemned because everyone have different perceptions of things around them.

running have always been and always will be the owner's favourite sport. in the past one year, the owner took up fencing, windsurfing and mountaineering to better help strengthen the body and mind. other sports that the owner loves are swimming, badminton, table tennis, xcountry, track and field, trekking, snorkelling, scuba diving, field hockey, biking, rugby. the sky is not the limit.

the owner has always been fascinated with music and believes that it is the universal language that gets across any barrier. all time favourite genres includes pop rock, punk rock, classical, flamenco and acoustic being the current one. guitar, the chosen instrument, has been with the owner since may 2007. all-things-guitar are self-taught, as the internet is a wonderful source of learning.

the love for travelling, the owner believes, has been nearly-explicitly written down on this blog. "the love for travelling" is actually an understatement, for the owner live to travel. the places that the owner have been to, although not that many yet, are pieces of puzzles that have taken their place in the owner's heart and soul and words are certainly incomparable with actual experiences.

photography has since played a major part in documenting the owner's travel experiences. thanks to the invention of cameras, the ability to capture emotions and actions of people and the awe of mother nature are made possible. a picture, and may the owner say a good one, paints a zeallion words. and that is the beauty of photography.

interest: sports, music, arts and films, travelling, photography, food

fav. authors: roald dahl, marian keyes, usborne

a date with myself

23 August 2008 11:32:00 PM

no! im not walkin down memory lane and taking crap under the moon. this time round, theres no white wine to savour, no blue roses with lovely lavenders and crab for dinner. for no reason, i love staying at home. esp today when its not a very special day. im glad i was alone (:

before my ramblings, i would like to thank those who sms, THANKS! alright, bk to today. for all i know, the sun has yet to rise and the only logical reason was that the weather was fecking warm (NOT!). mother nature pulled me up at 1142 only to see me sleep-walking to get myself washed up.

saturday's breakfast is always the same, chee kuey followed by my usual restlessness ard the house, watching shows, speaking french with e dog, attempting to starve my chx and scrambling to find food around the house *yawns~* (yea i know its boring)

then i started dreaming~

fries with nuggets and iced lemon tea dropped from above. i thought my celling was leaking but NOOO... magically, there was a blueberry cake too! (i wonder whose house i was in bcos i dont rmb anyone havin bday) although there was no black pepper crab (cos i was in a rush), had chx rice with boiled chx (seasoned with light sauce n sesame sauce) plus the most delicious chili in the world and a grand finale of cabbage soup that had fish mouth in it (sadly theres no butter mushroom). i was stuffed.

then it seem that i was dressed up and when out?...o ya, i remembered. i was wearing this black wool long sleeve shirt with a v collar that seem a little too small on me. i had my grey shorts and my o piang slippers on. i walked under the umbrella ella ella A A with my pinkish book 'further under the duvet' clipped under my armpit as i reached the station and took the mrt to raffles place. [dont ask me why raffles place, i think my unrest soul juz wanted to be there.]

i exited to exit h as instructed by the control station staff to discover myself on familiar grounds. this was where i watched fireworks last year! [time checked, close to 1930] it was still drizzling. i walked down the aisle CHOY! i meant to the same area as last yr juz that the surrounds of the merlion was barricaded up due to the rain, i suppose. surprisingly, without explanation, i unearth a plastic picnic mat from my pocket (i didnt know i had), laid it down and sat till watever was happening next. theres was music! chey, from my ear piece. [seriously, i didnt know what i was waiting but the book came in handy]

i hear voices from afar countin down, '5!...4!...3!...2!...1!' the lights went out but...NOTHING HAPPENING! [argh! when can i wake up from this dream!] i turned to my back and the seemingly almost emptied ground a while ago was packed with aliens!

[time checked, 2110] then gunshots! ignited up into the sky steadily and the light dispersed in all directions. i know what this is! YES I KNOW! ITS FIREWORKS!!! i didnt believe but it was there. front of me, right of me and above me! it was staggering! [omg, i must be some cool shit dude to have dream of fireworks] no, this isnt right...this wasnt last yr's fireworks. its...different? its drizzling, im alone with aliens around me...where in the world am i? *BOOM!* my eyes glued with every gunshot. it was boundless. it was superb. it was exquisite. IT WAS SOME COOL SHIT! then...THERE IT WAS, my fav firework! the sprinklin gold dust as it pervade above me. like how i named it, my golden waterfall. i saw myself smiling. it lasted 12 mins. then everything went fast forward, so blurry and faint.

i woke up. -.-'

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Tschus!

a nice date

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