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@intellingual
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Who do we have?
Why can’t we pursue?
What we want for our lives,
In spite of what they say?
In this race we run
In hot pursuit half the time
If not for what we want
Then why stay the race
This night rings true
The sound of my heart
It tells me one thing
What I had never knew
Had I been in love
With a fantasy
Is this true, all this chemistry
Or something I had only imagined
By Name
I want to remember you by name
Even though we’d only met by chance.
The odds of meeting amidst this maelstrom is a million more than one
Per chance in a train, a platform, or between two sliding doors.
I want to hold onto this chance
My one in five hundred and sixty two.
Even if it weren’t, I’d be happy to follow through.
According to Rachel Riley, you are my seventeen percent leap
And since we are talking about Math
You’re the first person I spoke to, for five hours straight.
I read that the ESTJs, they are natural protectors
They are stable, trustworthy and very reliable.
I may not get there yet but I would like to earn your faith
To one day enter your world and be the one you trust.
Five hours and counting..
Amidst the 562,
Whatever the odds may be
I hope to be with you.
Even for a moment,
For a fleeting period
Whatever the world may bring
Let’s not give this story a miss.
What IF (inspired by The Willoughbys soundtrack “I Choose”)
Stranger danger when we first 'met'
With not much to say
Only our favourite films yet,
From Portrait of a Lady to the timeless Casablanca
Broadway musicals and our beloved tracks
When I went to the cinema
You said it was unsafe
And commented on my (ahem) level of social distancing
To prove my point, I captured every solo picture
To show you how responsible I was while sitting at every table
We could have gone for a run
We could have had some oysters
But then circuit breaker came
And every plan tumbled after
I don’t remember when
Or how our conversations grew
From one show to another
Our binge list started to balloon
It could have been the films that brought me out of space
Or your virtual companionship that fueled my make-believe
Was it chemistry?
No, it must not be
Because I was the only one between us who claimed it exists
I love how our convos grow longer
And how topics get a little wider
From animal spirits to zodiac signs
Into the night, it gets later and later
But thankfully, we don't stay up to talk about dead partners
Will this grow and how will it evolve
This story leaves much yet to be told
We’ll make the most of it and there’ll be no regrets
Because “when the sky turns to grey”, at least, I watched it with you..
Decided to revive this
Been inspired by some literary goodness and am reminded of how much I missed reading and writing, so decided to revive this and maybe post some random writings. Hopefully, it’ll fire up my engine, and get some scriptwriting underway. Here goes nothing!
There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.
W. Somerset Maugham
Collective memory is an odd thing: what we consider shared experiences are hardly ever truly shared at all. Fraught with disconnections and distortions, they are felt and interpreted individually - subjectively - as our personal journeys impact the moments we remember and the recollections we make.
Synapses by Pleasantry 22 Aug 2014, Fri, 9.30pm Esplanade Recital Studio
Life is a journey you take in the sights You make a few stopovers and experience the flight You meet with beautiful people and then you don't Sometimes they stay but mostly they don't You can't keep stagnant because you constantly move Because that's what life is, a journey. A journey you should never bemoan.. Even if the people you love never return You can take heart the experiences will forever be your own~
Thank you for coming into my life. My heart thinks of you all the time...
I Love You Mama
"I love you Mama", chirped Kai when i was preparing dinner.
"I love you too Kai", I replied.
"But I love YOU more", he exclaimed.
"Oh yeah?" I asked.
"I think I love you more Kai", I teased.
"But I love you from Earth to Space to the Universe and all the way to Pluto and I’m never coming back to Earth. That’s how much I love you! And sometimes I write your name with a heart!", he pointed at our magnetic wall and this is what I saw:
I can’t compete with that.
The Living Cube by Till Könneker
I moved into a apartment studio without storage room. So i made a minimalistic cube design with a shelf for my vinyl collection, my TV, Clothes and Shoes. On the cube is a guest bed and inside the cube is a lot of storage space. Remo from www.holzlaborbern.ch transferred my sketches very beautifully. My friend and Photographer Rob Lewis made this great photos. Info via Behance
Dude. This would be a DREAM come true if i could have one of these in my studio apartment. I mean, after a few glasses of wine i wouldn’t be able to get to my damn bed, but whatever! SOMEBODY TAKE MY MONEY.
Ok this is def one of the first designs if consider if I'm getting my own studio~
My national duty... #PledgeMoment #NDP2013 #Fairprice
Me speaking with mini me this Hari Raya
Me speaking with auntie me for Hari Raya Fairprice Special
Despite what critics say, I actually enjoyed “Disconnect”, and I’m glad that 81% of RT users agree with me.
In the likes of films like “Crash” and “Babel”, it’s been a long while since I last saw films brilliantly narrated like this one. Using technology as its backdrop, it shows how socially disconnected we have become, and addresses very real issues we all face today. Each of the story was believable for me, and I was certainly bought over by the subtle performance by the cast, in particular Jason Bateman, who plays the father and Colin Ford as the Bully/Victim. In parts touching, I like how real this film is, and how it didn’t aim to please everyone. Perhaps not a critics sort of film, but definitely mine.
I wish I could dig up the part of my heart that contains you, so I can pretend it never happened, or that I ever knew you.. Then we would walk on the streets and even if I saw you, I could just take a second look at you like a total stranger and walk home happy that I just met someone gorgeous but that would be all.
That feeling will just pass and it wouldn't sting like how it stings my heart now every time I think of you..
You know one thing about memory? You don’t just keep the stuff in your head. It’s all over your body. One night I woke up with a pain on my shoulder and I realised how much I missed the weight of his head lying on it. And some days I get these chest pains. That’s memory too. And why does it attack the heart, of all organs? Because the heart is a clock. It beats time. And memory wants it to give up the present. You must miss him a lot.
Alfian Sa’at, Collected Plays One: The Optic Trilogy
Optic Trilogy
An absolutely moving and provocative piece of work by Afian Saat, and I’m so glad I caught it. I cried at at least 2 of the stories... Some of the quotable quotes from the play:
"This country is made for tourists."
"If you look into my eyes, you’d see the longing inside."
"Memories. They don’t just stay inside your heart, they’re all over your body."
Take my word for it, go catch it. You won’t regret it. At the very least, you get to catch the very mesmerising Janice up close and personal ;) The show runs from now till 20th July 2013.
You can't sew a stitch with one hand while you're taking it apart...
Substance dulls the mind, Traife wine clouds the heart
