Meet Me Halfway x The Black Eyed Peas

With the month of Ramadhan amongst us, comes unexplainable, intolerable cravings, for me at least.
What I wouldn't do for a thick, ghee laden Roti Bomb.

This photo?
I'm craving for every single thing (and person) in it.
I want, I need.
In clockwise order: Han, Paper Prata, Butter Prata, Egg prata and ROTI BOMB, YO.

And on a totally random ending note...YOU, Spurs, how I wish that the league season is over now, with you at the top of the table.

If only it was... I'd print it out and hang it on my wall :)

Don't Trust Me x 3OH!3

NDP '09 with El, had me some good ol' neighbourly company :)
Literally.
Nothing like screaming like a bunch of teenyboppers and calling out Rain's name (like as if he could hear us from way over the floating stage), Kallang waves and singing national songs.

And you, I love more than yesterday and lesser than tomorrow.
Thank you, for everything.
More to come.

I believe that I kinda have this little blooming feeling for you.
It’s just that - you’re you.
You’re nice.
You’re what I’ve always wanted in a guy.

Do you think you’ll ever have feelings for me?

Gosh, is it me? Or is Jiaxuan leading onto something?

Or maybe it’s just me… Gosh girl.

Our train came at the exact same time… How perfect is that?

I played this little mind game before you stepped foot into the train…

I was chanting to myself over and over and over again…

“If he likes you, he’ll turn…If he likes you, he’ll turn… C’mon turn!”

I was looking at you through the reflection on the glass panels… and

You turned. Needless to say, my heart soared.

I know its dumb la… But I can’t help it…

15 December 2005


Something I found, stowed away in a little folder on my laptop.
A little excerpt from the story of you and me.

Blogger's being a bitch.
As a certain someone would've said it with much exaggeration "Laaaast warning."

Indeed, it is.