Well it did.

I can't believe it's that time of year again. And in my final year of law (during the Christmas season, which is just downright cruel) and graduation around the corner. A frightening thought, being thrust into the world the working class.

I've been asked to blog a long post about the rest of 2011 since my last post in July.

But there's always later haha!

A few snippets:

1) the Cleo-Clinique Competition and Zouk Bar Cocktail Affair

2) the various offers and events that have transpired since the aforementioned snippet

3) the nittygritty details of my love life

4) the trips to China, Hong Kong, Disneyland and Singapore

5) and of course my poignant thoughts on the new year as always.

Yes I'll get around to it. Sometime. My computer crashed back in July, the reason I got lazy.

BUT. I has a new friend now, whose name is Barry, and since Barry is an iPad and all, he is most obliging when it comes to this sort of thing. Except when it comes to uploading photos. And forwarding emails for some reason. He has issues with that.

SO. I'll end off by saying Tschuss.

slice of life

am wading through and cleaning my room, post-exam (the reason i haven't been blogging in months) and it has its benefits. self-discovery is one. i've found i'm a sentimental nut; there are clothes and books, bits of paper, ticket stubbs, and knickkacks that i've been reluctant to throw or give away simply because they form a little bit of the past, the last remnants of happy times that i now only remember in fragments.

i found this little note, from an old friend:

hello there :)

christmas this year has been a season of mixed emotions for both of us eh? well, life has to go on i guess, i won't say it's been easy coping with the split but i'm happy we're still good friends :) hope you like the simple gift i got you. I have one myself.. you can treat it as a friendship band i suppose, it could also symbolize all the good memories we shared together. merry christmas alana!

~

i miss that friend.

there have been other finds. another note:

for the deserving sweet soul that you are!

that i happened one day to find attached to a snickers chocolate bar dropped into my bag, that signified another significant happening in my life, along with a little green pin shaped into a heart that someone gave me while we were both seated next to each other waiting for a train.

there was the newspaper drawing of me someone gave me when i asked her to write in my 13-year-old autograph book, the post card and letters from the sweetest japanese pen-pal ever, the little coin and five dollar note from Hong Kong a friend brought home from a trip to Disneyland, and the card four friends had all signed, cementing the friendship we'd formed in the 8th grade together. there were the daily post-its someone had thoughtfully written for the time spent apart, and the dried rose petals kept from valentine day's past from friends and more-thans.

~

i doubt i'll start throwing them away now. but i might at least keep them in neat little piles of sentimental slices of life. i'm good at neat little piles.

you're yesterday's child

i used to have time to sit at the computer and fiddle with my blog posts for hours on end (it sounds sad, but sadly i'm somewhat of a perfectionist like that) but lately there just has been too little, or too much going on for me to do that, and i now lack the energy to sit down and make things pretty.

i worry i might be coming down with dullness or something, from lack of the outdoors or any form of decent social interaction.

oh well. i really miss aerosmith.





and my bubby





who is the cutest thing, sending me that.

oh i wrote a haiku

bubby is the man
he has impressive forearms
the abs are coming.

~

and with that,
i will thank the genius behind power-steering,
and be on my merry way.

we're in the last leg of 2010. 5 hours to go.

on a side note, today i put coloured contacts on for the first time. hurray for firsts!





~

here's to a fantastic, victorious 2011.



mad love to all the special, wonderful people (and Person) in my life

i know it's going to be another beautiful year with all of you

and i love you dearly



to my Savior, thank You for all I've received.

it's only fitting i bring the New Year in with You.

off to service!

~

Punzie!

oh yes i did.


i watched Rapunzel and it is the sauce of AWESOME.

who cares if it's cg and not hand-drawn? it is beautiful disney stuff anyway.

Punzie here is so pretty.

swinging on her hair and everything.


AND I WANT TO TAKE FLYNN RIDER
(aka Eugene Fitzsomethingortheother)

HOME WITH ME

just to huggles him because he is so very, very adorable.


and because he is voiced by the equally adorable Mr. Scruffy here, Zachary Levi.


whom i love a lot.


not to mention I want a Pascal of my own.



watching it with the gang (Jude, Syarifah, Vinho, i know you wanted a shoutout) last week Friday was great. The afterparty at Gasoline was pretty wonderful too (Thasha!)

we will do it again! :DD


~

Christmas is coming.
I think i'll take pictures of my house for the next post for the heck of it.

and Kath is back! :D

less than a week to my week in Singapore. Have lots of prep to do.

I'm going to miss bubby a lot. and my family too.
not being with them on Christmas Day kind of sucks.
but i will look at the bright side of things,
am looking forward to seeing Claire, Jon and the everyone else.

and gotta make things special for the King, you know?


~


"poppin' bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
when we drink we do it right gettin' slizzard
sippin' sizzhurp in my ride, in my ride like Three 6
now i'm feelin' so fly like a G6"


on a side note i find these lyrics thoroughly fascinating

acoustic insanity

it amazes me that i actually like this.

as fond as i am of boyce avenue, the masterpieces that are their acoustic arrangements, and their willingness to cover almost every genre on the music scene today, i'm not inclined to think they can make good on every cover they attempt.

i thought 'dynamite' would flop, cause let's face it, it's taio cruz and with lyrics like

I came to move move move move
Get out the way of me and my crew crew crew crew
I'm in the club so I'm gonna do do do do
Just what the **** i came here to do do do do


i doubted alejandro's mellow vocals could pull off, you know, the emotional complexity behind those deep, and no doubt meaningful words.


but yeah i like it! alejandro makes them pretty hammers and pulloffs, and it doesn't even matter sometimes that he's singing utter mainstream rubbish.

~


i really, really want a Taylor.


they're not particularly flashy, but the sound is brilliant, and really crisp.

and watching all these covers on youtube makes me want to do one with somebody considerably more musically inclined than i am, cause then their sheer epicness could make it worth watching.
and it's fun.


~

i also want more chocolate-covered raisins.




~

just pristine

i've noticed my blog has taken on a rather somber tone the last couple of months, as compared to before, when it was all happy and colourful (quite literally)


i don't like that, cause i'm quite the happy person actually. it's just sad that the happiness i experience encompasses the simple everyday joys that just make me forget about blogging altogether. it's sad then when i actually am depressed or contemplative i feel the need for an outlet..

then people get the idea i'm this sad little emochild. AM NOT AN EMOCHILD PLZ.

~

anyways


i had a good day with you today,

JUDE,
SHARIFAH, (forgive the misspelling, dear, if you ever read this)
VINHO,
CARINE,
SUHANA,
TIM,
RAVIN.

and Vinho, i know you read my blog, you sneaky little thing

Thank you so much for the deepavali goodies, I love you muchly! <3


~


"kept falling over
kept looking backwards
went broke believing
that the simple should be hard

all we are, all we are
and everyday's a start of something beautiful"

granite

tasted salt on her tongue
look past the granite she keeps
she melts, it scatters



he lingers, he moves
underneath
do you feel him clench your heart?



the whispers sweep, he calls
into the night, into the wasted space,
she slips

~

scribbled to 'The Moon' by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova.

nowhere complete, nowhere perfect.
just an instant feeling.

i'm considering tumblr.
emoposts seem to fit better there.

where are you, Alana?