Final Destination, in Vacuum

He was one of the lucky ones to get shoved into the train just before the doors slammed shut behind him, an inch off from his ears. The only way he could have survived standing in such an awkward position is that he does not move at all, with his knees slightly bended, chest forward and buttocks sticking out. It was rather an amusing pose if one would isolate him from the crowd, like in a photoshop software where you could trace along the outlines and just detach the subject from its surroundings, put it on a new drawing board; put it in vacuum.

As close as he is stuck to the other travelers' torsos as a consequence of boarding the train at this ungodly hour when everyone is released from work like bees from a hive, he felt isolated from them. As uneasy as it is to feel the hot breath of the overly obese man behind him whose abdomen constantly grinds against his arched-forward back, he felt quite serene. As numb as his fingers could get from clinging on too tightly to the handle bars before him and as shaky as his arms were from carrying a luggage that is too heavy for his skinny frame, he was oblivious to all these dreadfulness. It was as though he was in vacuum.

Growing up, he was never a muscular, active kid, raised by his single mother who had to carry the burden caring for him and his two sisters when their father left them for a lady younger and more vivacious than his quiet mother. He was 6 when his father left, and since then, he never got the chance to experience all the father-son moments just as his friends in school have with their fathers. He grew up isolated from his chirpy sisters; he grew up to be like his mother, silent; withdrawn. But he was happy within his own world.

The train sped at an alarming speed, occasionally stopping at stations to allow passengers to disembark. At the fourth station, the fat man alighted. He was relieved to have more space to move his sore limbs around. There was even sufficient room for him to sit down on the train floor, and so he did. From the side pocket of his large suitcase, the fished out a purse, the one with the head of a tiger stitched onto it, his 4th birthday present from his father. How he had loved tigers then.

He had money in it, 500 dollars to be exact; his 4 years' worth of savings from the odd jobs he took up with the homeless old people around his school. What a fine lad, they would say, soft-spoken and kind-hearted. He took out a hand-drawn route map from his jeans pocket, its paper already yellowing from the sleepless nights spent tracing his fingers over them, memorizing them with his eyes closed. He knows from all these memorizing that he would get down at the next station, walk 20 minutes north by the river and then take an interchange bus that would drive him to his destination.

The destination, a place so familiar from the visitations in his dreams, day and night; but yet so unfamiliar to him now. He froze, stared blankly ahead of him, unaware of the quizzical looks the other travelers were giving him, flinched back into reality, lowered his head, and smiled to himself. He kept away his purse and his treasured map with an "X" marked on the final destination, and released a sigh of relief. He was on an adventure, an adventure that only he knows of, to a place where he could live life away from himself. For the first time in his 20 years of life, he felt empowered.

"Final Destination in Vacuum"
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she swirls and she twirls

last assignment of the semester officially done.

throat is sore and nose is runny.
so i did a little shopping today after class,

and a few pictures from here and there over the weekend.






1, motif on a surface
2, rm5 chain necklace with flowers
3, ring. i didnt fall head over heels over it initially, but i m starting to love it a lot
4, 5, abbey lee 10mag; knightcat
6, summer stripes; jak&jil blog
7, he cooked tomyam noodles for lunch on saturday. my bf cooks and i dont, i m the luckiest girl on earth :)
8, blue sky. i just love blue skies.

these days

i feel quite uninspired, i have no idea why. i dont feel like writing too much here, maybe it's because i did a lot of writing and typing already for the assignments. i very much prefer expressing my feelings through pictures, and through dressing myself up, for class.

i have been feeling very spring-y lately,
on tuesday i wore a dress to class;

yesterday a soft flowy tube top layered with a comfy cardigan,

and today a white eyelet tunic top with floral shorts,

paired with minimal accesories. but i stacked up on the bracelets today as i felt more hippy than usual.

and i get hungry easily, but am lazy to budge or cook, even instant noodles or pasta. so i made these toast for dinner. i craved for meat floss and tuna sandwich so i spread one half of the bread with tuna, and the other half sprinkled with meat floss. not to forget the cheese.

and i still feel hungry now.

she is uninspired up to the point that she is not quite worried for her last assignment of this semester which is due next wednesday. she just feel like curling up to a cozy corner and read some of the books she have been dying to read but does not have the time to since the start of all these assignment rushes.

blue skies, white clouds.

on the chair,
legs crossed,
shoulders relaxed,
short nails,
mug unwashed,
bottle empty,
books strewn,
doors closed,
back slouched.
reflection in the mirror,
stomach growling,
room quiet,
four necklaces,
lots of rings,
cameras,
calm and serene.
eagles,
soar high,
crossroads,
traffic lights,
white clouds,
blue skies.

the skies of home, from my archives.

i am still alive

and kicking, in fact. but not for long. because i still have an ethics report due this coming wednesday. late nights are my best friends now. but after handing in my public relations proposal this afternoon, at least a portion of the burden has been thrown off my shoulders.

anyway, today i got the pictures that yujia took last week in italiannies! there were lots of pictures of us, unlike mine that consisted mainly of food and random stuffs. it was not my first time there, but one wonders why is it so that when you are with your bunch of best friends, everything seems so new and interesting? like the mural painting, we took turns posing before it hehe

it has been a long while since i posted what i wore, so here goes, one of me that i like very much, acting all pro. thanks yujia :D

dad's old shirt over an mng basic spaghetti top, f21 ankle length skinnies, gap belt and my trusty carlo rino wedges. with an owl necklace, and f21 and vincci rings.

i really love all these pictures from yujia's point of view, to me it seemed to capture the moments spontaneously, and beautifully.

the drizzling of vinegar into olive oil,

a half eaten doughnut,

our beautiful smoothies for a hot day -- my peach 'something' and their strawberry 'something',

pizza caprese, topped with tomatoes, onion, parsley and mozzarella cheese chunks!,

i won that last piece cuz my mouth was bigger. heh,

and embarrassingly uncivilized pictures like this, which was only one out of a series of almost 20 pictures of me and rita playing with cutleries. dont try this at home, or any other restaurants, it's rude. but as i said when you are with your best friends, i guess there are always exceptions to the rules?

last but not least, all of us being posey-posey in front of their "eat, drink and be italian" wall. why eat drink and be italian i wonder?

she's gonna hit the sack early tonight, and hopefully wake up earlier tomorrow morning to start working on that ethics report. night all!

happy mothers' day

so i was late, that was because i was so terribly bound by the burden of planning a hypothetical awareness campaign for my public relations case study. and it really sucks. but it will be over and done with on friday hehe! so, HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY MUMMY! i know she wont be happy i put up this picture of us, because it was almost 20 years ago, with the hair and the glasses. but nerd glasses are back in trend now, isnt it? and she looked cute doesnt she?
I LOVE YOU MUM, I MISS YOU!!


and i was totally speechless when he gave me this swarovski necklace as a be-very-lated birthday present. it was sparkly and all, and i bet it cost him a bomb, so i was pained that he spent all his hard-earned/saved money on it. but on the other hand, it was still very sweet of him to do that. that's the paradox of it all, i guess.

lunch today, salmon don, and all other things salmon. we just love our salmon.

these pictures (except the first, it was scanned) were taken with his and my htc's due to my stupidness of taking the d60 along with me but left the sd card chucked to my laptop's card reader. i rock, hah.

yesterday

the usual company and the usual lunch together on fridays after public relations lecture, this time it was my treat at italiannies. i say, they are one of the more camera-friendly restaurants around; waiters would gladly wait at the bottom of the stairs when we were sitting there taking portraits of each other, and even help us take a group photo in front of their eat, drink and be italian wall.

their 2 course meal menu was so cheap and in such big portions that the four of us ordered only 2 sets. their smoothies were heavenly. i only have a few pictures on my drive now, so the complete set would have to wait.

complimentary bread, eaten dipped in olive oil and a few dashes of vinegar

ah my fave toasted bruschetta

yujia with a slice of pizza caprese

shrimp linguine!

pan fried dory fish with angel hair

and i sunk my teeth for the first time into a krispy kreme doughnut, it was only sensible for me to document this historical moment hehe i had to withhold my eagerness to chow it down to take a few pictures of it first before gobbling it up in record-breaking time.

more pictures to come next week as most of the "fun, scandalous" moments were captured on yujia's cam. now back to cracking my brain thinking how in the world would i plan a hypothetical "curb discrimination against transsexuals" awareness campaign for my public relations case study.

duras:provokes.illuminates.destroys

mulberry alexa bag, jak&jilblog
rebecca taylor spring2010 rtw, style.com
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brighten up

i have been feeling rather unwell the past 2 days due to the changing weather here at sunway and at home in penang. this second it's hot like an oven but it rains cats and dogs the next, then all of a sudden the rain stops and the sun shines like it had never shone before. so, yea, my nose and throat suffered, and i too. what better excuse to wear a bright-coloured, whimsical-print top with my prized possessions than the excuse (except that it's not just an excuse) of feeling unwell?

h&m printed babydoll tunic top, a gift from auntie su

white gold necklace, anniversary gift from, who else? ;)

f21 owl ring that i bought last week

took all these pictures with dad's d60 in exchange for the d90, and since they're all pretty random stuff, here's another picture that i love, for no reason at all. maybe it's the colour combination of the gourd and the dried-out pandan leaves against my study table.

oh, and i did fairly well on the authorship essay, i didnt fail and flop, that is. and i thank andrew for having to go through all the trouble of scrutinizing every comma and full-stop for errors, and for all the wacky commentaries he made on every single page.

why are all my subjects at the right side of the photos?