Singapore oh Singapore....

Lol, I'm such a terrible blogger. All my posts are days late. Anyway, I just got back from Singapore early monday morning, like 1:30am. Lol. The flight was cool, last few rows were empty so I managed to get one and lie out. We had this V.I.P. , whoever he/she was and because of he/she they rushed everyone on the plane first so that he/she could board last. Like wtheck...seriously. And when we arrvied in Brunei, we had to dock with a "special" area meant for the V.I.P. only, so it was like another 15 minutes before we actually got off the plane. So very exasperating.

On another note, Singapore was really fun. On day one I went to my favourite bookstore; Borders and bought about 200 dollars worth of books. (crazy right?) According to one of my mom's friends Borders Singapore makes the most money per square metre, lets just say that's alot of money. Oh and on the same day (after my Borders shopping spree), we went to visit another of my mom's friends, and she told us she had 30% discount coupons for Borders. I was flabberghasted!!

The food was, as usual, exceptional. My picks for restaurants that you should definitely visit (in no particular order) are:

1. Big O's Cafe
2. Carl Jr.'s
3. Crystal Jade Restaurants, (both the ones at Ngee Ann City and the one at Paragon)
4. Burger King (LOL. I'm sorry, I just had to)
5. Sakae Sushi
6. Sushi Tei (It's a tottaly different restaurant then the one here, Sushi Tei Brunei is just using the same name)

My favourite picks for shopping destinations on this trip (again, in no particular order) are:

1. Ngee Ann City (Takashimaya)
2. Raffles City
3. Far East Plaza
4. Lucky Plaza
5. Funan Centre (I.T. Mall)
6. Sim Lim Square
7. Vivo City
8. Shaw House
9. Pacific Plaza
10. Wheelock Place
    

Ah I can't wait to go back to Singapore again Lol. Alright, that's all from me for now, I'll be leaving you guys with two new shots I took at Wheelock Place. Cheers =)


of glass and steel... by ~deviantRealism


then the tower was wrought... by ~deviantRealism

Very late update.

Ah, meant to do this earlier but I procrastinated to much. Went to Yvonne's 17th birthday on friday, had fun. There was twister, cards, karaoke and food from Le Taj =D There were some photos i wanted to upload but photobucket isnt being nice today. So sad =(
On another note, I'll be heading to Singapore tomorrow. Hope to get a tonnes of photos for my gallery. woot~ Oh and my uncle's getting me a job at Incomm come decemeber. Wonder what i'll be doing lol. Hope it's not scrubbing the toilets. hahhaa.

Alright then. that's all from me. I'll probably be able to blog from singapore and upload what new photos I have. See ya.

Another day over...

Hey all, exams are ending on thursday!! WOOT!! Love that feeling of freedom. I'm thinking of having a symbolic burning of textbooks. What do you think? lol. Oh and on monday I'm flying to singapore with the family. ehehehehe!! SHOPPING SPREE!!! =)

Gonna head off for now but I''ll leave you with 4 brand new shots, let me know what you guys think. =)


light's retreat.. by ~deviantRealism


the white light by ~deviantRealism


the approaching darkness... by ~deviantRealism


daylight's end... by ~deviantRealism

The Sky.

Hey everyone, new shot for you guys. Leave a comment if you like =)


reaching out... by ~deviantRealism

Rain

"let he who is without sin cast the first stone..."
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It's raining now but why does it rain?

Every time it rains I feel it, like I'm standing out there, each drop suspended in the cold, damp air...waiting. Waiting for the moment when it hits the ground and it's gone in the blink of an eye. That perfect raindrop, beautiful in all aspects, from all angles...just gone. What would it be like to stand there? Able to see each drop before it fell, and hearing the sound of those that fall, that hollow note, just one but one sound that echoes through all eternity. Our lives are like raindrops, perfect yet utterly fragile, beautiful yet so flawed and then when we least expect it, our lives end...the raindrop hits the ground. They say a raindrop is made of three parts water and one part dirt. How different are they from our lives? All of us have dirt in our lives, all of us have sinned, some...more than others. Is it really so hard to imagine that perfect raindrop being the least bit dirty? The truth is that we, like raindrops never fall without dirt...without sin. A raindrop, like us, has it's purity, it is 3 parts water. For all the good that we have done, some of us still come out more dirty than the raindrop. If only we could be like it,three parts water, one part dirt. Never completely clean but more so than it is dirty. If we're not cleaner than a single drop of rain then we should strive to be like it and then after...we should strive to remove all the dirt from our lives and then maybe...maybe we'll find that flawless raindrop...four parts water, zero parts dirt...utterly pure.

Ramblings~

Mood: Thoughtful
Listening to: Middle of Nowhere by Hot Hot Heat
Reading: Vellum by Hal Duncan
Watching: Grey's Anatomy

*note: I have no idea where this came from, it just came, and I just started typing.

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You know what's the problem with broken things?

We forget about them.

When something gets broken, it's usually followed by this period in time where we try everything in our power to fix it. Eventually...we move on, we put the broken pieces behind us and we keep going forward. We forget. Why is it we never remember where we put that broken door knob or that torn photograph or that bent key. It's because we forget about the broken things. Some people keep the broken things in front of them, all the time. Constantly reminding themselves that it's broken but somewhere along the way these people don't realise thier breaking something else and all it leads to is something else being forgotten. Why do people forget? Why is it we can never just remember, without the hurt, the pain or the guilt or some other depressing feeling. Maybe it just hurts to much, maybe subconciously we don't want to remember the toy with the broken wheel or the empty space on the other side of the bed. Broken hearts are the worse, they give you an ultimatum; "put the broken pieces behind you or we break you too". Usually we choose not to get ripped into a million pieces, torn asunder by the catastrophic havoc caused by a broken heart or at least we try. We try to choose the easy way out, it's human nature but sometimes I stop and I think to myself; what is it like? What is it like to have your soul shatter and you're there watching it fall slowly, each shard caught by the clutches of time slowing down, each shard crashing painfully on to the hard, cold, stone floor. And you're there, you're there looking at those shards and you're looking at yourself as well and you just stare and you don't know what to do. What do you do? What can we do? What can anyone do? We just stand there and stare... Then we realise that our heart is still here, it's still beating, we're still alive and we...we have to move on. We all do...the wheel turns...life goes on...

A new day, a new blog,

mood: jovial
reading: Vellum by Hall Duncan
listening to: Battlestar Galactica Season 2 OST
watching: Battlestar Galactica Season 3
playing: Guild Wars
thinking: I should be studying >.<


Hey all, decided to try my hand at this again. Wanted a place to showcase my photos and to put up anything I happen to write. Can you believe I'm doing this during my o'levels? I feel totally nonplussed. Seems all those years of exams have finnaly desensitized me to the fact that these are one the most important exams of my life. Oh well. *shrugs* lol.

Thats all from me atm, but i'll leave you guys with 4 of my newest photos, let me know what you think, the good and the bad =)


Endless swirls... by ~deviantRealism


beauty unbound... by ~deviantRealism


before the fall of darkness... by ~deviantRealism


Fading Light.... by ~deviantRealism