The only reason why there this post exist is to serve as a divider between my older erratic posts and the new enhanced nonsensical posts to come.
December 2009
October 2009
P.S. Its not that I want to segregate my past from the present. But I’ve changed ever since I came back, and it just does not feel the same anymore.
work-in-progress
i seriously think something is wrong with my parents already. its like as if i have reached a mating age, and they keep hoping i would smuggle a girl home. (recall: my dad always imagine there is a girl in my room every other night).
i was coming back from the cfp at suntec, and my dad was accompanying me. on the way back to office he said.
daddy: why do you keep talking so much
son: nah, just excited to talk to you
daddy: you got dumped right ? no girl talk to you anymore.
son: … …
mummy: wah, save so much money
son: yeah, a man must save money for the future
mummy:you trying to save for your wedding arh.
son: … …
for an undisclosed purpose, i had a photoshoot today, can’t decide which is the less uglier picture though . . . (eh my wordpress got bug ? haha brb.)
perhaps i am stonning or something, but life seems to lost a tad of color lately. maybe i spend too much time sulking in my lab, maybe thats why, anyway, so here is something i came across that peeked a pinch of my curiousity.
it goes like that.
I am : Ruiping
I want : to find myself, and a place in this world
I have : a little bit of time
I wish : to be a little smarter
I hate : to be alone
I fear : my mind
I hear : silence
I search : for the truth
I wonder : why
I regret : what i had forgotten
I love : what i had forgotten
I ache : for some time
I always : am not around
I usually : sulk
I am not : happy
I dance : with my mind
I sing : when i’m sad
