.:for leisure:.

2012-01-01T08:33:00.000-08:00

Your deep piercing eyes caught my attention,
Your vivacious energy drew me in,
Your thought-provoking words got me intrigued,
Your sensous body heightened my lust.
I wanted you by my side,
but you were at the centre of attention..
Your charm is undeniable,
the girls flock to you like bees to honey, like moths to flame.
Time was not on my side as I was due to leave at the stroke of 1.
You caught sight of me; it was 12:58.
You made your way towards me; time is running out.
You wanted my company but the time is up and I have to go.

2011-08-03T23:01:00.000-07:00

pictures long overdue..

2011-08-03T10:46:00.000-07:00

City of Leaks

2011-07-27T08:27:00.000-07:00

2011-06-11T07:38:00.001-07:00

darkness is all that surrounds me,
there i lay without a sound with emptiness inside me.
i think of the times we shared,
they reminded me of the love we had.
your breath on my skin;
the touch of your hand.
how it ended this way?
i never will comprehend.
but there's one thing i know for sure;
it is that i miss you, and there's no cure..

2011-04-07T11:40:00.000-07:00

As I sit on the soft dewy grass under the leafy shade of a huge mango tree, I look up with squinted eyes at the rays of sunlight that managed to penetrate the thick canopy.I pondered for a moment about the things that I learnt in school today and the assignments that would be due the following week. I pull out a notebook from my satchel and scrummage through it for a pen. I bit on the end of the pen while I sorted out my thoughts and as I begin to list out things to be done before the end of the week, a tall figure tackled me from the side and rolled me on my back. His dark brown eyes piercing into mine, his sharp nose hovering inches above my own, and that perfectly chiseled jaw moving to form the words "hello beautiful". I smiled in return, pulling him closer and pressed my lips to his. As they parted he moved to get up, and offered me a hand. i smacked his palm playfully before allowing him to pull me off the ground. I grabbed my things and stuffed them back into my satchel. He took my hand as we walked through the park and into the sunset.

perth part 2

2010-05-03T05:13:00.001-07:00

perth part 1

2010-04-27T09:21:00.000-07:00

2010-04-07T02:03:00.000-07:00

It's been a long time. It didnt seem like 10 years had passed since i last set foot in this town. With a sense of trepidation coursing through my body, I stepped gingerly out of the train. What would I find? What would I see? Would I still be able to recognise this place which I was once so familiar with? Or would I find it to be another victim of modernization?
I was slowly approaching the exit. My fingers were tightly clenched around the handle of my luggage. I froze in my tracks, I could feel the palpitating beat of my heart. I took in a deep breath to calm my nerves. Then I closed my eyes, clenched my teeth and strided out of the station.
I could feel the sun warming up my body, I could see the light penetrating my lids, and as i slowly opened them, my eyes adjusted to the initial glaring surroundings and it was then that i realise that i had been holding my breath. A smile spread across my face as I took in the sight.
Though modernization was inevitable, the town still retained the essence which I was familiar with.
A wave of nostalgia hit me as I strolled down the street. I ran my hand across the rough surface of the beautiful stone walls that have aged through the years, thinking back on when I used to dislike it whenever I got careless and grazed my arms. I passed many shops and stores along the way, and while most were new, I could still spot the familiar shop fronts that had been there from when I could remember. I peered into the bookstore I used to patronise so frequently, and there I saw Mrs Fields, the shop owner, comfortably seated in her armchair reading a book, and her daughter, Lily, was busy attending to some customers.
I set off once again down the street, and as the street start to converge, I caught an aromatic waft of freshly brewed coffee. I smiled to myself, knowing that I've reached what used to be famously known as the capuccino strip.
It was still as it used to be, a bustling place with many cafes. It was the liveliest street in town, with people enjoying a cup of coffee and sharing their latest gossip, or catching up with their friends.
I didn't stop to soak in the atmosphere, I had something more important to do.
As I reached the end of the street, I hastily followed the path I had been so familiar with, the path which was so vivid in my memories. My feet moved with no hesitation, it knew the way. I broke into a run, and as turn the corner by the old church, I saw it. There it was not too far off, the familiar stone pavement, beautiful cobblestone walls, the exquisite french windows. I eased my pace, and as I slowly made my way through the gate, I was overcome with feelings and memories. I stood on the pavement and look up at the house. One of the windows on the upper floors opened, and two faces appeared, both with equally astonished yet delighted expressions.
I beamed at the slightly lined faces which are undeniably familiar, and said "I'm home."

Pics frm Taiwan trip a few yrs back

2010-04-01T00:27:00.000-07:00

old pics frm germany

2010-02-23T10:10:00.000-08:00

2009-11-06T07:26:00.000-08:00

Thanks for the Memories

2007-09-11T08:10:00.000-07:00

I feel the cool breeze against my face as I stroll along the dirt trail.
Rays of sunlight shining through the gap between the mass of leaves from the trees surrounding me.
The forest has been my best confidant for as long as i could remember.
A feeling so strong it overwhelms me as I recall the times we shared.
It is a feeling so confusing that even I don't fully comprehend.
Right now, the pain and sorrow is surfacing as my eyes are brimming with tears.
I don't understand.

Why do I feel this way when the memories flashing through my mind are those of our happy times.

Finally, after what seems like forever, I have set foot at a clearing some distance away from the entrance of the forest.

It's not much, but the lake is as beautiful as it can get.

I sat down at my usual place, under the oak tree nearest to the lake,

and as though a barrier has been opened, all the times we've shared came flooding into my mind.

The tears which I have been trying hard to hold back is now flowing down my face. Even so, I'm making no effort in trying to stop them.

How much time passed I do not know, but the sky has started to turn a slight shade of orange.

The tears I've shed has long dried up, those memories are now safely stored somewhere in my mind, and my feelings are all sorted out.

I stand and stare at the patch of sky above the lake.

A smile spread gently across my face, as I turn to head on home.

Thanks for the memories.

Heartbreak

2007-03-05T08:08:00.000-08:00

The crashing of waves against the shore is the only sound I can hear.

The blazing sun is now a giant orange orb sinking beneath the ocean.

The sky is dark the clouds, heavy.

The sudden rumbling of thunder and flashes of lightning tells me that rain is immenient.

What's left of the bustling beach is now almost empty.

Even the few people around are all scuttling off in search of shelter.

All that's left is the beach and a lone self, sitting on the soft, fine sand staring into the horizon.

The light ocean breeze against my face stinging my eyes.

Tears rolled down my face.

However I doubt it's only because of the wind.

But I cannot deny the wind triggered what I was trying to hold back for a long time.

It is as though heaven is feeling the same way as I am, as tiny droplets of rain pattered across my face and everywhere else.

I hugged my legs closer and buried my face in them.

My heart felt as though a weight of a thousand tonnes had crushed it.

The feeling of pain overcame all my other emotions as tears streamed down my face.

I stand up and run towards the rippling waves, wading till the water reaches my knees.

I open my mouth to release the pain I'm feeling inside.

Shouting and screaming about nothing in particular, on the verge of hysteria.

Waves of sadness replaced my pain as I staggered backwards due to the waves rushing to shore.