Tuesday, March 31, 2015

back when we were kids

Callie, if you really want me to 
I can always get you down 
If you got the money for me

Saturday, March 28, 2015

a hard day's night

As we are in a period of national mourning, I feel that I should take this time to pen my thoughts on the recent passing of Mr Lee Kuan Yew, the founding father of Singapore. I was deeply saddened and emotional when I heard the news. I've been dreading this day for the past few weeks, ever since it became apparent that this time, he was indeed very ill. Although death is inevitable in everyone's lives, it is always a difficult pill to swallow, especially with someone as revered and as remarkable as Mr Lee. As a Singaporean, I have nothing but great respect for the man who built our nation. I cannot say that I agree in all entirety with everything he has ever done. I understand that he was sometimes too harsh with his words or that some of his policies were difficult to stomach. However, I believe that Mr Lee's intentions were always for the good of Singapore and her people in the long run. In a time when I was not yet born into the world, Singaporeans like my parents and their parents were encouraged to make hard sacrifices for the good of their futures.. and ours. They placed their faiths in this man, his party and their promises and they were not let down. I don't believe that Mr Lee built this city on his own, I definitely give recognition to the other great politicians and leaders that have brought Singapore to where we are today. To bring a country, no matter how small, from third world to first world in one generation is a stunning feat that no other country can ever take from us, and one that would have been impossible if not for the foresight and audacity of one Mr Lee. Living in modern Singapore, we are enjoying the spoils of his labour and dedication. In Singapore, we enjoy everything so easily to the point that we don't even notice it anymore. We don't notice how clean our streets are, how we have easy access to clean, drinkable water, how well lit and organized our streets are. Yes, living in Singapore is expensive and yes, the political situation is not exactly ideal. Nobody has it all. But as a Singaporean, I can't bring myself to say that what we have isn't sufficient, because it is more than good enough. I have long considered myself as patriotic, despite it not being the popular view amongst my peers. But I will always be proud to be Singaporean. And as a Singaporean, I grief and mourn the tragic loss of our founding father. Thank you for everything, Mr Lee Kuan Yew. I will always be grateful for everything you've done for us.

(Photo credit: ST.com)

Sunday, March 22, 2015

like a complete unknown


 Our impromptu trip to Hong Kong was surprisingly good, with plenty of food adventures (fried milk anyone?) and running away from life's problems.. that always catch up to you. This just may be the end of an era. The last week or so was an administration nightmare, but a lot of it was my own fault. But also: who cares about these things when they're in their teens? I can't believe it was all so long ago. I'm so different now from the way I used to be, and not necessarily in a good way. Perhaps it's the last few months (lol joking years) but I've lost my drive and motivation. I want an easy life.. I mean, who doesn't? Well whatever it is, it's simply time to man up and accept that I can't live a leisurely life forever.. I guess.

Monday, March 16, 2015

the mean reds

"You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself."

Sunday, March 8, 2015

don't forget me

When we're older, a little slower 
It doesn't matter now, come on get happy 
Cause nothing lasts forever 
But I will always love you

Friday, March 6, 2015

elastic heart

I have no idea what's so important to you.. But I know it isn't me.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

bae

 it's hard to believe how old we are #26

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

ground control to Major Tom

There really isn't that much more to say that I haven't already said. We're both the worst in our own horrible ways and it's definitely time to stop poisoning each other. And while you can be very sweet, you're also the absolute worst. What more is there to say really?


Sunday, March 1, 2015

that's a fine looking high horse

There simply isn't anything more to say.