"I'm not a born actress, as such, I care about expressing feelings." -Audrey Hepburn

Many times I care too much about feelings and feelings make up my whole world for me. It makes me wonder whether the world I'm living in is the real one. Cause I feel surreal in my own delusion more than anywhere else.

I want to play a grand piano on some gorgeous stage with a million audience.
I want to learn as many instruments as possible; saxophone will be next.
I want to dive in a swimming pool-sized of chocolate fondue.
I want a field flooded with orange daisies.
I want to teleport to Berklee!
I want a library of books with classics, and very very very extremely good books & novels.
I want to own a home movie theatre with my very own ice cream fridge.
I want to direct my own gore movie and write my own gore novel. (this is thrilling.)
I want to get married to some rich guy and be a tai tai. HAH.

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It's been really dead tiring these few days. Having those India students in S'pore is indeed a pleasure. And still looking forward to going out with them. But that definitely kill away so much of my revision time for O's. I'm not confident at all to take my O's or even prelims. I guess the readiness and preparation of my work is where I would get my confidence from, which is something I haven't been consistently doing.

Nothing much these few days. Emotional roller-coaster. I felt like a kid when my emotions are so unstable. Like how a kid would be happy by merely giving her a lollipop and the next moment weeping by taking it away from her. And it's kinda terrible.

Probably seeing how some people around me are facing b-g-r problems really sadden me alot and even contributed to that emotional instability. I believe that b-g-r intensify emotions and it's rather tiring due to the constant dealings of your ups and downs emotions. It's too much and it's a vicious cycle.
What I look for in a relationship is definitely not thrill. But for the constant reliance and trust. Thrill will never last.


Your voice is the soundtrack of my summer,
Lingering at my ear,
Wandering in my head,
I hummed that same old tune.
And at the back of those eyes were uncoloured images.

You were standing there.
I remembered the shadow of your smile,
it was sewn right to my heart.
I asked myself, what can be more beautiful than this?

None. Soon, the beauty faded.
Humid frowns replacing laughters,
Where the air wells up in an afternoon sky.
Clouded tears replacing that once thought bliss,
Where the droplets of rain came hitting right into the pond.
Was it that once felt beauty?

You were still standing there.
All I remembered was the tears shed,
And the screams yelped.
What was that beauty then?

I realised, that was no beauty.
Your voice remained to be the soundtrack of my summer.
Haunting and tearing.
It was merely a love yet jaded lifesong.

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