Saturday, February 25, 2006

am actually looking foward to going back. no anxiety. no fear. no confusion. hafent been so focus in a while about anything. for once i know what i want in the next one year. work hard. get the right honours. and get out of there for good. get back. hopefully get the right job. and move from there.

ive surprised even myself by how much am actually thinking about right now on the future. on what i want. not for myself. guess the pressures working on me. not that ive just realised that everythings on me being the only child. the fear is doing good on me, for i know i cant afford to fail. alls at stake. and the fear has turned into pressure, but for some weird reasons its actually turning into a quiet confidence.

few has seen the serious side of me. myself included. =)

guess this is one of the few post that digs out a bit of me for a while.

without crap.
desmond scribbled at 11:59 PM.
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i didn't know that knowing that you are in someone else's prayer can bring so much warmth to the heart.
desmond scribbled at 8:31 PM.
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am gonna invent a friggin' luggage packing machine.
desmond scribbled at 2:52 AM.
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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Sinbad and Mr. Lifestory.

i was free falling into the ocean and fell so deep that i almost drown. and then there i was hanging by some tree branch with nothing but cars below me. and before i knew it i was singing to the ocs tamil song which i learned for commissioning. the final straw came when Sinbad decides to ring the door bell to visit me.

what a weird dream.

and at 1.35am waking up to the tune of the tamil song and the image of Sinbad in his turban, my phone rang.

as if it was a continuation of the dream, the fella went in mandarin, 'where did i stop just now? oh the kids were running around the house....yaddayadda' before i even got a chance to say hello. and before he got too carried away i cut him off with a damn sleepy and pissed, 'wrong number'. and he just hung up.

and to think that that would have scare him off, my phone rang again. and this time, more pissed than ever, i was deteremined to cut him off before he continues his life story on me. 'you've got the wrong number.'

he didnt even wish me goodnight and sweet dreams.

blardy idiot.

and all thanks to whoever he scare off by giving him a wrong number. of all the number combinations, he got mine.

if only it wasnt a private number, i wld ring him back right now and tell him about how Sinbad came looking for me.

so now at 2am, am more awake then ever. all thanks to Sinbad and Mr. Lifestory.

pissed.
desmond scribbled at 1:52 AM.
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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

vday06




























so dinner at fosters was great. always love the ambience there. becoming an annual thing. 4th vday, how time flies. many great memories. got her these ransom magnets and created a puzzle for her to solve on the car. and she got me a flying pig she made. woohoo. ended the night walking down siloso with the wind blowing into our hair, what more can i ask for.

much love.
desmond scribbled at 11:51 PM.
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v-daydinnerwithfolks@nosignboard























and so cranky dad decided to bring us all down to no signboard @ oasis for what he claims to be v-day dinner for mum. it only means crabs and more crabs for me. =) and in case u hafent been there before, its a must for their chilli crabs. am so hooked. the bamboo shell thing that the fella introduced wasnt the best value i wld say at 12 dollars a piece.


loved.
desmond scribbled at 1:25 AM.
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Tuesday, February 07, 2006

dino comes to visit.




















isnt he the cutest fella ard...
desmond scribbled at 6:16 PM.
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