Friday, July 16
yo kiddos! so happening.. kewl.
ok. i guess i have to apologise for not writing in for so long alredeh.. busy with dance and school work and stuff. phew. been a tiring week. still got the mural painting tingie tomorrow.. ok. its a mural that my friends and i are painting on this metal fencing around this construction site. it's for the PPIS Jurong Family Service Centre. it's just opposite rulang primary school (tt's in jurong west, btw), so if u guys wanna see it, or be a part of it.. just come on down. there's cip hours also lah.. for those who got not enough. ok. sorry for the bad english. im just real full just now so my head's kinda like "yummmieeee..". haha. i remind myself of homer simpson sometimes. "dope!"
random thoughts.
u know what... sometimes we tend to overlook things. and non-aircon buses help put things into perspective. well, at least for me.
i guess in this organised sort of chaos we have been programmed to focus on superficialities. i was alone on the bus just now when it passed by the chinese gardens. now, i know for sure that this is one heck of an underappreciated plot of greenery. i mean, i've probably passed by this place millions of times, but i've never really taken the time or effort to stop and admire its serenity and the beauty in its simplicity. To tell you the truth,most of the time, i dont even spare it a glance.
but just now, i saw probably one of the rarest and most beautiful scenes i've ever seen. Imagine this-- the sky was beginning to darken, it was probably 7.30pm or so. the lake in the gardens was still, yet the water was reverberating with a sort of energy you see even in the stillest, shallowest pond. on the background, lights from the nearby HDB flats. in the foreground, tall, willowy trees slightly bent in the breeze. the lights of the urban landscape captured and reflected by the waters. as if it was one giant, black mirror. and then the pagoda, by the side, standing.. silent and resilient as if it holds a thousand secrets.
tell u what. it was beautiful and i was lucky i didn't miss it. then, as if that was not enough an upliftment for a day, the smell of processed cocoa greeted me as the bus was going towards the boon lay interchange. it was from the cadbury chocolate factory nearby and i didn't quite mind that it was mixed together with fumes from other nearby industries. i took a deep breath, thinking, if i were to die suffocating, let it be because of the smell of hot cocoa.
i thank god that i boarded a non-aircon bus today. and i feel so bad that i whined when it first came. it taught me to step back and to appreciate the things i have around me. including the friends whom i so dearly love. henceforth, i shall not just look. i shall try to see.
ok. i guess i have to apologise for not writing in for so long alredeh.. busy with dance and school work and stuff. phew. been a tiring week. still got the mural painting tingie tomorrow.. ok. its a mural that my friends and i are painting on this metal fencing around this construction site. it's for the PPIS Jurong Family Service Centre. it's just opposite rulang primary school (tt's in jurong west, btw), so if u guys wanna see it, or be a part of it.. just come on down. there's cip hours also lah.. for those who got not enough. ok. sorry for the bad english. im just real full just now so my head's kinda like "yummmieeee..". haha. i remind myself of homer simpson sometimes. "dope!"
random thoughts.
u know what... sometimes we tend to overlook things. and non-aircon buses help put things into perspective. well, at least for me.
i guess in this organised sort of chaos we have been programmed to focus on superficialities. i was alone on the bus just now when it passed by the chinese gardens. now, i know for sure that this is one heck of an underappreciated plot of greenery. i mean, i've probably passed by this place millions of times, but i've never really taken the time or effort to stop and admire its serenity and the beauty in its simplicity. To tell you the truth,most of the time, i dont even spare it a glance.
but just now, i saw probably one of the rarest and most beautiful scenes i've ever seen. Imagine this-- the sky was beginning to darken, it was probably 7.30pm or so. the lake in the gardens was still, yet the water was reverberating with a sort of energy you see even in the stillest, shallowest pond. on the background, lights from the nearby HDB flats. in the foreground, tall, willowy trees slightly bent in the breeze. the lights of the urban landscape captured and reflected by the waters. as if it was one giant, black mirror. and then the pagoda, by the side, standing.. silent and resilient as if it holds a thousand secrets.
tell u what. it was beautiful and i was lucky i didn't miss it. then, as if that was not enough an upliftment for a day, the smell of processed cocoa greeted me as the bus was going towards the boon lay interchange. it was from the cadbury chocolate factory nearby and i didn't quite mind that it was mixed together with fumes from other nearby industries. i took a deep breath, thinking, if i were to die suffocating, let it be because of the smell of hot cocoa.
i thank god that i boarded a non-aircon bus today. and i feel so bad that i whined when it first came. it taught me to step back and to appreciate the things i have around me. including the friends whom i so dearly love. henceforth, i shall not just look. i shall try to see.
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