Tormented
s t a r m | s t April 12th, 2007
when you dream of your greatest fears,
you cannot help but wake up and cry.
this is how much the issue haunts me,
that even in sleep, i cannot escape.
s t a r m | s t April 12th, 2007
when you dream of your greatest fears,
you cannot help but wake up and cry.
this is how much the issue haunts me,
that even in sleep, i cannot escape.
s t a r m | s t April 10th, 2007
So I’m on it again, after almost a year of non-activity.
Meimei once surprised me by commenting that I am a very ‘on-the-go’ person [which I totally disagree by the way] because I take up whatever I wish/want to, go wherever my interest[s]/passion[s] brings me to. First it was perc, then bowling, then hockey, then flute, then saxophone, then salsa, then sign lang, then trained up to be a terp, then volunteer and perform, then EDT, then hip hop, yadda yadda yadda.
Jack of all trades, and master of none?
Maybe, maybe not. Prefer to look at it with a glass-half-full perspective and take it that I learned something new each time. Afterall, life’s a journey, don’t you think?
This time, it is….

Gakkoo e ikundesu!
s t a r m | s t April 10th, 2007
.. like the sand that is slipping away..
when the heart crumples
its breath goes swoo-ooossshhh!
like a slippery tablecloth
being yanked from the table
and so everything crumbles
like a fal-ling sand tower
dust whi s k e d a w a y
by the invisible wind
so little by little
in-beat-ing-se-cond-s
soon you shall have
no more of me.
s t a r m | s t April 9th, 2007
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.- Robert Frost
s t a r m | s t April 6th, 2007
His love is timeless.
For God so loved the world, that He gave his only begotten Son…
We were slightly late for service at Trinity today [thank you Yh & Jms, for rushing us there], so we got ushered into the chapel instead of 4th floor where Meimei, Ad and Ed were at [whew, what a mouthful.].
The play was good, though not as ‘powerful’ as the previous one. But it was alright because what matters was that I wanted to be there and I was there, to thank Him, to celebrate Him, to open up to Him.
It is such a secret place. When [one of] the pastor spoke of how his wife had to enter [delete place name] because she fell seriously ill, something in me turned to ice. It was as if the ice automatically formed to protect that fragile bit which contained a huge torrent of rain. The pastor’s words ran by me blindly, The room was such a cold place. Bare minimals. There was only a bed, a toilet and all the walls were white. and.. all I could think of was you, friend, and how terribly lonely and hopeless you might have felt when you were there. I know I tried to block you out of my mind.. because it was too difficult to deal…
Anyway. I sat there quietly, got all normal emo, and was embarrassed cos Rich Monde was there beside Little Miss Emo-Me. Wonder if he finds it irritating that the emo-ness is there everytime we go for service. =/
His love is timeless.
Sometimes I feel that I’m ready to give my all, yet why is there this small bit of hesitation in me? Could it be.. fear?
s t a r m | s t April 4th, 2007
God has an amazing way of taking care of His children. I am awed and humbled by His love!
[If you can't stand this kind of stuff, don't read on.]
s t a r m | s t April 3rd, 2007
Worried sick.
Yet a selfish part of me is reluctant, and very sad, to give up my dreams, my passion, my future plans.
s t a r m | s t April 1st, 2007
*Updated *
Been ages since I last went Zouk, but some of them wanted to go, so…
[Another backdated entry]
We went in really late, yet we were the earliest of the group. Nothing interesting happened so some of us girls entertained ourselves by looking out for cute girls and laughing at people with spastic dance moves. After some drinks, more self-entertainment, some nonsensical talk, some boredom, we were herded into Phuture later by Mike [the place was sooooooooooooo crowded, goodness!] and that was when the groove got to us.

My super hot dance partner. Gosh, I thought I retained some of my ED techniques, but she has the hotness down pat. Spotted some of the guys salivating after watching us her dance. Laughs. We were also.. endorsing the same range of watches.
Oh, don’t ask me what that guy behind was looking, I don’t want to know either.

Cheers to the group! Everyone dared drink anything except Long Island Tea. Hur hur.

Nadnut heart me! I heart Nadnut too!
I think I am getting… o.l.d.
Can’t keep up with such stuff. Maybe just once in a while.
For more, please go to Nad’s Zouk post.
*Updated*
Me: i‘m old already (oops, same age as you haha), not much energy left.
M: yar right.
you move good
add a little alcohol
even better, kinky moves
i think you girls dancing is very sellable on ebay
Me: -_-”
M: cant you see we guys were stunned looking
when you, nad and joelle were dancing?
we were actually pushing other guys off
becoz they tried joining in
lol
Me: serious! i didn’t notice that!