the holidays are boring. i need a job, need the money more than anything. sigh. because i went on a shopping rampage with bimbo president and hong. there was this vintage flea market which i thought esoteric but i was wrong because The Straits Times ran an article on it the very day before the event which pissed me off. first the music, now the clothes, thanks ah really. lazy for words, photos will do. oh and my cousin's car's arriving today hmpfh. hmm ok la, i'm not really jealous, really.
iridescent with paradox
illuminate my path
so i may run the race
broken and contrite
Veil the lights
of long ago
Life is poignant
with memory
but let's not dream
till we forget to live