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hazel


still butterflying*
Thursday, April 20, 2006

Sewer Walking

You and me,
we used to talk
like a river
underground.
The sewer where
we used to walk,
the hole at the end
empties to out
to the pier
where paper boats
disappear.
Me, I try
to send this note,
float it
like a paper boat,
but paper sinks
and words are weak.
I try,
but I don't speak.



hazel

4:16 PM
Wednesday, April 05, 2006

butter my fly. i'm sitting on my bed looking at the screen, fascinated by the blinking cursor. yes, a wonderful example of human existence at it's lamest.
So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning


If I could take you away
Pretend I was queen
What would you say
Would you think I'm unreal'
Cause everybody's got their way I should feel
Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love
But I want, want, want to be your love
Want to be your love, for real
Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love
But I want, want, want to be your love
Want to be your love for real
Want to be your everything
Everything...
Everything's falling, and I am included in that
Oh, how I try to be just okay



hazel

11:01 PM
Wednesday, March 29, 2006

stupidity is riding the train from east to west consecutively day after day. but despite the immense stupidity of this stooped madness, we're still so smiled.



hazel

11:25 PM
Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Though you don't call anymore
I sit and wait in vain
I guess I'll rap on your door
Tap on your window pane
I want to tell you Baby
The changes I've been going through
Missing you.
Listen you
'till you come back to me
That's what I'm gonna do



hazel

11:26 PM
Thursday, March 09, 2006

pointless blah. i've hit a quarter life crisis. everyday, i wake up in the afternoon and laze around my house in my boxers till the late afternoon before proceeding to the shower to rid myself of any health danger. it's become so much so like a ritual, an utterly meaningless ritual. and somtimes i wonder how i've stooped to this: meaning-bloody-less. so anyway, in my most recent meaningless ritual, i chanced upon something. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. if you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give it to no one, not even an animal. C.S. Lewis but then Mr lewis loved and got married so his actions contradicts his saying hence it now can be deemed as pointless. so basically, it's meaningless once again.

everything is meaningless. -Ecclesiastes



hazel

11:46 PM
Monday, February 20, 2006

the effect of a compliment. a MOMENT with my mommy.
' mommy, you are so cool, you know.'
'i'm not cool, where got cool? i'm HOT.'
ah yes, the effect of a momented compliment.



hazel

5:31 PM

edited* we are so smiled.
mac and photos, baileys and pink panther, mr darcy and lizzie.. the perfect combi for fun nights.

14/02/06

happy valentines elisa.



hazel

12:40 AM
Tuesday, February 14, 2006

how do i loathe thee? let me count the ways.
blah, it's been somewot like a flooding menstrual. the whole entire place is bleeding with coupledom, chocolates, roses and plenty of smooching. it's weird how so many couples celebrate some dead guy's day but yet still fail to remember the more important note of how everyday in any relationship should be valentines. i mean it's pretty ridiculous to declare your-everlasting-undying-eternal-love for each other on one particular day and then wait for another year before you do the exact same thing again.
blah, be romantics and let loose in a syke world.
so anyway, here we were looking like we were about to head to ching chang while there, the girlies and guys were all dressed up and made up looking forward to wotever it is they look forward to. although i must say, i think we pretty much had a bloody brillant time then anybody else, causual blings and commute bangs.



hazel

11:10 PM