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FLY AWAY FROM HERE
by Aerosmith
Gotta find a way
Yeah, I can't wait another day
And nothin' gonna change
If we stay around here
Gotta do what it takes
Cause it's all in our hands
We all make mistakes, yeah
But it's never to late to start again
Take another breath
And say another prayer
Then fly away from here
Anywhere
Yeah, I don't care
We'll just fly away from here
Our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere
Won't let time pass us by
We'll just fly
If this life
Isn't hard enough
It ain't no nevermind
You got me by your side
And anytime you want
Yeah, we can catch a train and find a better place
Yeah, cause we won't have nothin' or no one keep gettin' us down
Maybe you and I
Could pack our bags and hit the sky
Then fly away from here
Anywhere
Yeah, I don't care
We'll just fly away from here
Our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere
Won't let time pass us by
We'll just fly
Didn't you see your blue sky now
You could have a better ride now
Open your eyes
Cause no one here can better or stop us
They can try but we won't let them
No way
Maybe you and I
Could pack our bags and say goodbye
Then fly away from here
Anywhere
Honey, I don't care
We'll just fly away from here
Our hope and dreams are out there somewhere
Fly away from here
Yeah, anywhere
Honey, I don't, I don't, I don't care
We'll just fly away
W A N D E R L U S T
Fly Away with Me
Argentina
Australia Austria Belgium
Brazil
Cambodia
Canada
Czech Republic Denmark
Egypt
France Germany
Greece
Holland
Hungary
Indonesia
Ireland
Italy Korea London Malaysia
Mexico
Norway
Poland
Portugal
Scotland Spain Sweden
Switzerland
Thailand Turkey
United States
Dreamer. Fighter. Sleeper. Wanderer. Idealist. Realist. Imperfect Human Being.
R A N D O M
because I so totally am
ONE Owning a cafe/beach pub is my biggest dream
TWO Wanderlustic soul. A life without geographical transition would depress me tremendously.
THREE A Happy Drunk
FOUR Hate activities that require sun exposure. So I exercise only at evenings/nights.
FIVE Tend to keep my room tidy when I live alone but it's extremely untidy when I'm living with someone.
SIX Can do a mean swing. The playground sort. Watch me fly.
SEVEN 12-hour sleep days are ideal for me
EIGHT Do not leave me with a pair of scissors, I'll start snipping hairs
NINE Really wanna travel to N.America, S.America, Russia and Africa
TEN Closet escapist
ELEVEN Hypersensitive to body language (to a point of reading too much)
TWELVE Don't be surprised to see me smiling to myself, I often conjure laughable scenarios in my head
THIRTEEN The word "fuck" is like "shit" & "damn" to me. Is it even vulgar?
FOURTEEN Eats hash browns with maple syrup, fries with ice-cream & curry sauce with everything (you should follow me to Mc D sometimes)
FIFTEEN Cooks awesome. I should cook more. But I don't. Except when living alone.
LUSTS & MUSTS
because enough ain't always good enough
Digital camera Iphone Polaroid camera
-10kg
Lomo camera Nice pair of booties
$ for more trips
I KNOW YOU READ ME
butter my ego
Too much time, too little faith
11:52 AM - Tuesday, June 29, 2010
"Faith is like electricity; you can't see it, but you can see the light." - Unknown
Ok...that hair & skinny jeans...Criminal!
Aimless in Singapore & in between spamming my CV over career websites, I decided to indulge in couch-potatology by watching loads of internet TV. Total visual carnage: 2 seasons/26 episodes worth of Eli Stone in 4 days flat. Fans or viewers of this show would know that it consists of religious-bearing content & the 2nd season's finale ended with, of course, the likes of such a message: An atheist initially being denied of a heart of a "Christian" girl with strict Christians parents.
As the lawyers were arguing their notion, it began to dawn on me how much of my faith had vapourized over the last 13 years or so. By now, it is a known fact that I'm a believer of Christ, albeit a lousy non-chruch going one. But when I was between 13-17, a teenager exploring & still suffering under the cruel hands of puberty, I was an enthusiastic member of a church & cell group. Heck, I even attended bible study classes, prayed on my knees and got myself baptised. However, somewhere along the way, I decided that I could achieve things on my own effort & that prayer should be carried out only when I need something (like good academic results, lottery luck etc). I became complacent & as expected, I left the church, did whatever pleases me & got myself a nice collection of skin art. Though for the skin art part, I have never regretted discovering my love for them (reserve the eye-rolling & judgement to yourself, thank you very much...). I have never felt as much guilt for kicking my religion & faith to the curb til a few weeks back when something quite epic happened which made me reaccess my attitude towards life, people & especially myself.
I would not elaborate more on that because I didn't want to risk a preachy post, plus, religion has & will always be a taboo subject. What I can say now is that a change is underway. I just told Mavis a few hours ago: Funny how it is so easy to cross over to the dark side, & so bloody difficult to turn over a new leaf. I know it is no mean feat, but from today onwards, I will be making baby steps into becoming an even better person, with the restored faith to boot.
P.S:Shout-out to the Big guy above, for never losing faith on this complacent & blinded young lady.