Reflections in the mind, pondering thoughts
Lookout Point*. There's a reason for the name.
Awesome beautiful place to be at.
The thousands of lil bright shining light brings a smile to your face.
What more the dazzling twin tower, and the cooling weather.
I don't mind going there again and again and again.
Just that it's so faaaaaar.
Thank you for bringing me there,
and speeding all the way back just to meet my curfew.
And the dinner at Izzi's.
The thousands of lil bright shining light brings a smile to your face.
What more the dazzling twin tower, and the cooling weather.
I don't mind going there again and again and again.
Just that it's so faaaaaar.
Thank you for bringing me there,
and speeding all the way back just to meet my curfew.
And the dinner at Izzi's.
To have a 12am curfew for a teenager touching 20 this december. It does suck to a certain extent, and I've been trying to push my limits further, and with a little luck, I'll get away by getting home close to 1. For that, it's an accomplishment. To reach 2am, pure bliss. I don't blame the overprotective parents for setting such rules, given the condition of safety in the land of Malaysia. Yet I am always hopeful, for the curfew rules to be abolished, or to be extended. [Rosanne, faster be 21 years old, graduated with a good job. Hehehehe. ]
And because of an awful lot of contradictions in life, lately I've been putting on a mask to face the world. It's not being fake, but it's just not letting my true feelings show. Even though on the surface I've been enjoying life, somehow it feels hollow inside. I think I know the reason, and I should start building it back again. Slowly, but steadily. Definitely not easy as it seems, but worth it to start building it all up again. Because I've had enough of it all.
Jiayi's adorable bunnies.
Fatty bombom, avatar, err i forgot their names already.
I'm trying, real hard to be who I really am again. No pretense, just the plain ol' simple me. Somehow, I drifted apart from principles I hold two years back, and when I reflect through my ol' self, I'm pretty intrigued of how surroundings and people can change you. It's so blatantly true, that's why people say changes are never ending. To friends out there, if I ever "ill-treated" you, I'm sorry. I've been pretty selfish and stuck up in my own world.
So who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
I miss that night. It was a good one staying up till 6.30 am.
Even though we can hardly stay awake the next day.
Resulted in 16 hours of sleep.
"And the extreme bimboness.
Miss blue! Miss Yellow! Cupboard and doors.
Hahahahahahaha.
I swear it was the tired brain plus migraine."
Maybe in a few years time, I'd gradually grow into who I am inside. 20 years of age should be that year of transition where loads of things happen I supposed, the good ones, and the not so good ones. Life molding situations. Learning from mistakes through the hard way. Heck, I'm just starting this journey, hopefully it'll be good. As Esther once quote:"Smiling through tears." I don't mind the tears, at least there's still that smile, like a rainbow after the storm.
This are little joys while visiting Singapore.
They have these!!! (:
[The brownie is sooooooo good!
Officially voted 'the best']
On a random note, in three more hours, election officially starts. I'm hoping for a wind of change, that people start opening their eyes and ears. Gosh, it has been too long. Hehehe, I went to some ceramah yesterday with the parents and jia. It rained so heavily, everyone one was soaking wet under their umbrellas yet still so semangated to listen. We were the ones climbing up the playground's slide having a good view of the whole padang. Good experience. Only once in four years you get to do that kind of thing. (;
Rosanne feels like getting a lil basic make up. Hee.
Foundation + blusher + mascara will be good.
Foundation + blusher + mascara will be good.
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