December 2009
29 posts
“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...”
– Neil Gaiman.
Happy New Year, Tumblr.
Once in a...
A blue moon - the second full moon in a calendar month - will occur on New Year’s Eve this year, as well as a partial lunar eclipse.
I guess the universe is telling us to go make the best out of this rarity.
Technobabble
I really, really hate technology sometimes.
I realise the irony of this even as I type it out on my Macbook. But the thing about technology that annoys me isn’t about whether it’s breaking down human communication or not, or about my fear of robots over-taking the world that stems from too much Battlestar Galactica and Terminator.
It’s the kids.
You know the ones. The...
Why can't we all be romantics?
Who You Really Are
sundaytrain:
There’s always talk about just being yourself and not care about what others think of you. Do not put on airs or facades, throw away the pretensions and let the world see who you really are. It makes life a whole lot easier to live and enjoy things as they are.
Sure, that’s true undoubtedly but it’s hard, not because you have to put on airs (well maybe certain circumstances really...
I Never
Seen an eclipse or a shooting star; Skinny-dipped; Backpacked; Kissed in the rain; Made a snowman or snow angel; Slow-danced (!!!); Had my heart broken; Sneaked out of my house in the middle of the night; Skydived; Sung in public; Taken a road trip; Pierced any part of my body; Been to any Disneyland; Swam with dolphins; Played the ukulele, xylophone, or cello; Paint-balled; Traveled alone.
At...
“People change and forget to tell each other.”
– Lillian Hellman
Say Anything
Something terrible has happened in the last year or so.
Like how this entire decade has become defined by our use of the Internet as a primary forms of communication, this year is defined by people communicating in 140 characters or less.
I’ve found myself increasingly asking friends out using tweets, or short notes via private messages or wall posts on Facebook. Don’t even begin to...
I fell half in love with him just from his smile...
You stood out from the mess of jumbled arms and strangers’ faces in a hastily taken group shot; I wished I was there right then so I could have caught that smile in three dimensions.
To Build a Home
There are layers of paint underneath the bright yellow outermost shell on the walls of my room. The dark, midnight blue that you only see in kids’ rooms is the very first layer, covered with my dad’s drawings of ferris wheels and clowns in pencil, from back when my older brother and I still shared a bedroom. The colours changed as we grew up, and became girlier when he moved into the...
jhnmyr:
I’ve been thinking of a way to say thank...
