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Xuebing Du
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Love Begins
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
noise dept.
hello vonnie
PR's Tumblrdome
One Nice Bug Per Day
Sweet Seals For You, Always
trying on a metaphor
roma★
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Cosimo Galluzzi
wallacepolsom
we're not kids anymore.
Not today Justin
Origami Around
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in with the new
got a new macbook air. maybe i'll start blogging again.
feels good to type on something so lightweight and portable. convenience. lethargy. the lack of willingness to share new parts of my life. the presumption that people wont get it. wont get me. thats what has kept me from this place.
my own thoughts, in the meantime, have been swirling around in my head uncontrollably.
爱过最重要。是吗。
When you fall in love, I guess nobody ever does mean to fall in love. But it happens, and love brands itself on your brain. It’s like a new street appearing overnight in the city you’ve lived in your whole life. The street is one way–you can’t turn around and get off it–and it curves up ahead so that you can only see far enough to know that you are veering into the unknown.
Fearful Symmetry
But whatever it is the two of you have been building is a flimsy thing, a we’re-never-going-to-love-each-other-but–isn’t-this-nice-sort-of-thing and already you know you are on borrowed time. That it’s only lasted as long as it has because you’ve been so lonely. But you’ve learned so much from this man who never loved you—this man with no intention of ever loving you. This man who always paid for dinner and when he smoked never did so in your presence. This man who offered to call the airlines and reminded you to wish your mother a happy mother’s day. Who always gave you his jacket and always ordered dinner and always asked just what it was you wanted to do with your life. This man who was so not the right man, but cared for you as he knew how, and held you close when he could. This man who you will meet one lazy Saturday years from now, who will buy you a drink and say hello and kiss you softly and ask how you are and really want to know. This man you will never pretend not to know.
http://www.megfee.com/
Red skies, motorcycle diaries
Kinda like listening to a fisherman's tales, or a sailor's stories at sea. There is something charming about the richness of experience of another who has gone before you many years. Maybe that is what kept me fascinated. How much I did not know, how different each life course is. Sitting under a red sky, talking about the turbulence of the sea and the signs of the clouds, I felt very at peace with this conversation, with this moment. // Everything looks slightly larger than life from the back from of a fast moving, open seat. The moon looks brighter and bigger. The Night feels more awake. I lift my head slightly to see the fast moving lights that line the road and I had a small perksofbeingawallflower moment in the infiniteness of the ride. // It is always the simple things. Familiar roads, tau huey for supper, Toh Yi Drive on a quiet night. Sometimes I feel too pampered. The simple things come too easy. I enjoy it way more than I should, perhaps. A quiet delight when I realise this is, for me. But it is the simple and the straightforward that have been my saving grace for awhile now. // At the back of my head there is an assurance of youknowwhatyouaredoing. And I feel Safe. All the reasons to be thankful for silver linings and respite, in the face of brewing unrest.
YAP ADVENTURESSSSSSSS RETURNSSSSSSSSSSSSS
4 months after the holiday.. and just a preview. BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER!
2012 2012
I never had wanted to be part of your world, nor did I ever belong in it. This is not something that I was unaware of. But I waded in, dipped my toes and yes, got to the point where I played with fire. It was exciting being part of your world for that while. Before I realised I needed to choose the right thing above novelty and thrill. And tonight, of all nights, I do not know quite how to feel. I had withdrawn, we had marked out the line, we had both retreated somewhat back into our lives. But tonight, when I heard about it, there is a weird, dull ache. I dont know what to make of this kind of ache. Am I angry? Bitter? Confused? Indifferent? Does this affect me at all even? And should it? I dont really know. The only thing I know is that now I really do not ever wish to part of your world again. It is not for me. It is all yours, you can have it. I pray so hard that I will never have to cross back into it ever again, and I pray so hard that we both take our separate turns, paths, routes to where we belong. I belong here and you do not belong anywhere near me. I want to say goodbye but it seems harsh. I just want to say, okay. Okay.
"breath of life" circa vegas 2009
It's been awhile since we chatted and I'm so glad we did. Talking about the past is weird. It is strange, beautiful, sad, cryptic, hollow and full all at the same time. I laugh and you laugh at the crazy things we did. All the 'do you remembers' and 'i cant believe its been so longs' and through the sentences and phrases I see you smiling and thinking about that same moment that I am thinking of. It is the most blessed thing to be able to come full circle like this.
Then we start talking about abstract things, about memory, about future, about life as we know it. And it starts to become us again, it starts to become who we were together, it starts to become why I fell in love with you and why you fell in love with me. And suddenly I am awashed with this sense of yes, yes this is why. It was then and it is not now, but this is why. We spoke soul to soul in this way and how I miss it. And for a sudden moment I am so happy and so sad at the same time that I burst into tears. Tears that have been unfamiliar till this moment, tears that I do not understand, just, tears.
We continue talking, and the conversation settles into something warm and familiar. Hello old friend, I miss you, I miss this, and thank you for being such an important part of my life and still being that, today.
I know its been ages since I've updated and I rarely seem to anymore or at least, can't find the time to, but this video, and this movie trailer (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0b5jjS1zt4). It's so very beautiful don't you think.
I thought I should just record it down somewhere, even in the fleeting, non corner of cyberspace, to remind myself that I found this beautiful, one night, when the rain was pouring outside and my soul was rather still.
Twas the father's birthday today and Father Yap turns 59! <3 I luv this picture to bits and it is always how I will remember that my parents are the ones who lift me up. Love you daddy.
This is my confession
Of unrepentant sin that so easily entangles. That wraps around me and refuses to let go. That engulfs me in its wordly pleasures and senses that I become powerless and blind to what is Right, Pure and True. This is my confession of my weak ability to cast it off, of my lack of strength against the Devil's continuous attacks. This is my declaration. Of dependence on the only One who can grant me sufficient strength, grace and forgiveness for me to lift my head and face the new day with His new mercies. This is my acknowledgement that when your mind is not set on things above, then neither is your heart and neither is your will. You are what you expose yourself to. I must be foolish to think that I can prance around in the world, defenseless from the worldliness that accompanies it. How do I remind myself that I am a child of God and this world offers Nothing for me? How do I hold fast to His promises that He washes us clean time after time after time, even after we knowingly run straight into that puddle of mud to soak ourselves in it again and again. Kicking and screaming and having so much fun but hating the stench and dirt that accompanies it later, longing for cleanliness so desperately. You cannot stay covered in mud. I digress. This is my letter to the One who washes me with the Blood of the Lamb. I am not worthy to be forgiven and made right over and over. Yet this is the beauty of the cross and I will never understand it. I may hate myself to the core and yet the Cross extends its everlasting arms toward me and crowns me with its splendour. How can one make sense of this? I cannot. I can only come before Him and whisper my words of repentance which may come to mean nothing as my actions negate it the next day. But He understands. He Understands. And that is more than enough for me.
chope seems half the work of weddings nowadays is all about the asking. bigger better bangs and bucks, and every suitor sets a higher bar for better men to raise: flash mobs and fireworks and fighter rides - the shock and aww is how a bride computes your manhood, though the snazziest of suits will sink without a rock of proper size. is there an issue of sincerity if over coffee, talk turns by and by towards the prospect of a hdb? would it be disrespectable if i, while at a hawker stall, drop to a knee, and place a tissue packet on your thigh? \ A part of: Sonnets From The Singlish, Poems by Joshua Ip
PROUD TO BE A YAP 4EVA.
Yen-J 严爵 - 好的事情
So thanks to my ipad and amazing apps that let me stream shows woohoo I managed to finish an entire taiwanese drama - 醉後決定愛上你.
From it, I took away a few quotable quotes, AS I ALWAYS DO.
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没有办法陪你往前走的人，就把他留在原地。
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我们都傻，宁愿牺牲也不愿放弃天真。
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爱是一种遇见，不能等待，也没有准备。
PHOTO COURTESY OF TARNIA. My hair looks short but its not. ITS GROWING, REALLY IT IS!!!!!!
O what would I do without Gid to indulge in my camwhoring with me.
june instagram
SUCH A LAZY COP OUT WAY OF BLOGGING.
Sorry, this will have to do for now *insert remorseful emoticon*
Let's see, what have I been doing recently?
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- Explored the most beautiful garden that is kept away from the public eye
- Got myself NEW AMAZING SMELLING SOAP from Soap & Glory (omg such a sucker for scents 4eva) CANT STOP SHOWERING NOW
- Yellow nails and UNICORN-IFIED my ipad to suit myself :>
- Went for a CUT RED TAPE course and kena arrowed to give the presentation for my table - my title was "OH HAY WE ARE DUCK TOURS" yes I kid you not.
- New arm candy, trying to be #21again
- Healthy lifestyle (attempts) with guavas, strawberries, yoghurt and home made sandwiches
- THEN GID CAME BACK FROM AMERIKA WITH A BOX FULL OF REESES AND SPOILT EVERYTHING HEALTHY ABOUT MY LIFE
- Crashed Cheryl's condo just to use her pool to tan on a Saturday afternoon (hai cheryl. love you and your pool that is near my house that i can abuse)
- 8tracks app is da best thing evar
- SALTED CARAMEL ICE CREAM FROM THOMSON IS THE BEST THING EVAR. AFTER 8 TRACKS. OR BEFORE.
- Muay thai lessons woot woot
- MOST ANTICIPATED RECCE OF THE YEAR @ GBB hahahaha the day finally came :>
- Easy french manicure courtesy of Sephora nail strips
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YEA, I just captioned almost all my instagram photos. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. Been a tiring week. Had dinner with Sherms on tues and then bumped into LOW XZ ahahahahhaha and almost coerced him into staying so he could send me home but that #FAILED.
Meanwhile, changes in this dysfunctional but endearing department lols our lives are always exciting. ALWAYS.
not cool.
I'm sorry, self, I let you down tonight. It was not cool and it was not fun. Breaking a promise that you made to yourself is fundamentally more shameful than breaking a promise you made to someone else because the circumstances are within your control. NOT COOL. Dismiss, and push away.
