Bimbotic Dialogue From The Past
Boredom has nudged me to dig some ‘dirt’ on Ais (a close friend of mine). Hopefully the dialogue between Eileen and her five years ago would give you some laughs. Sorry Ais. Sponsor ZUJI SG - MLOB Cannonball 300x250 Find Me The Best Priced Flight From: Singapore Bangkok Bombay Jakarta New Delhi Denpasar Bali Hanoi Kuching Kuala Lumpur Los Angeles Langkawi London
Contemplating On An Jing
I’m sure you know how certain songs can bring back nostalgic memories of the past. Unexpectedly I came across the song, An Jing on Zhi Wei’s blog. This song represented an era of time when I was young and stupid, between the secondary school years 2004 and 2005. I was in a class of crazy idiots who loved mandarin music, so naturally I was exposed to the mainstream mandarin music of that time. While listening to the song after half a decade has passed, I’ve contemplated my journey in life and realise how much older and wiser I’ve become. I’ll soon graduate from polytechnic and reach the crossroads to decide the path I should pursue. And by now I know, once you choose your path and leave behind the crossroads, you can never turn back....
Nostalgic Stories Waiting To Be Penned
After a long hiatus from writing poetry and proses, I find myself drifting. I am at heart a story-teller. I like to immerse myself in different worlds and dimensions, feel the moods and hear the thoughts of my characters. I find myself wanting to write lately, but cannot find the time to do so. My emotional turmoil from the period of depression channeled my efforts in creating worlds within my head. It was the time when pain allowed me to be creative. And the byproduct of such dark creativity was slightly morbid stories and gothic characters. It was my way of keeping myself sane. I couldn’t trust anyone enough to confide in, and writing ambiguously was an outlet for pain to be released. Yes. I find myself lately to be in a gothic mood. I smell nostalgia...
Somewhere by Within Temptation
The song, ‘Somewhere’ by Within Temptaion, has sentimental value to me, in that, it has carried me over through the time I went through depression. As many of you know, I create many fantasies with my imagination. For example, the Dragon Village. The inititial appeal to fantasise was a means to deal with the pain and melancholy I was going through. I used to pretend that I was from another dimension, where elf-like beings existed. And I was abandoned in this world as a child, unwanted and unloved. While listening to this song in my darkened living room, the shadows in the dark seemed to move and I’d see a silouhette of a woman in the kitchen. The darkness can play tricks on your eyes. This made the hairs at the back of my neck stand, but I...
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