Please Mister Postman

Mothers' Day celebration? Haha, nope; not this year too. Dad's taken her out on a date, disguised as a trip out to buy some home appliances.
Once in a while on a lazy afternoon, from the obscure corner of my mind, memories of my mother singing to the tune of "Please Mister Postman" by The Beatles as she went around doing the house chores would flash pass. That was a long long time ago, of sweets and toys which did not involve screen of any sort.
Happy Mothers' Day, Mom.

Brain Wash

An afternoon downpour seems to have

this amazing ability to slow the world down.

Everything simply decelerates,

but never to a complete halt.

Perfect for a warm cuppa tea

and at the same time,

soak oneself in the music of "Lover Man"

by Stan Getz & The Bill Evans Trio.

Beautiful.

Down The Road

People say that time heals.
I say time erodes.

It's amusing how time belittles everything in its path.

What's eventful today turns mundane tomorrow.

Your joy isin't as plentiful as yesterday.

Your sorrow isin't as bitter as yesterday.

You'll look back and laugh it all off.

Everything Happens To Me

I've mortgaged all my castles in the air.

I pray that you'd pray for me.

You Happy, Me Happy

Before I get enlisted into the army,

I'd like to say THANKS! to

Rochelle for being there for me all the time

even though she's halfway round the globe.

ROCHELLE! YO MAH BITCH!! WOOHOO!!

See ya 2 weeks later. Bye.

In Circles

Nobody stays at the top of the ferris wheel forever.

And neither does anyone remain at the bottom all his life .

Self

You are not

who you think you are.

Neither are you

what others think you are.

You are what you think

other people think you are.

On The Road Again!

Mr Mat Rempit

Vroom Vroom!!

Walk the Walk

Nil Sine Labore

See you at the top.

The Chameleon

Not the second home.

I wonder if this suffocates you.

Hiya fellow inmates!

Fence Sitters

We'll watch what happens.

And enjoy the show.

Excuse Me

Ah, I've noticed my counter jumping rather consistently.

But not so for my comment boxes.

This means that there are blog stalkers here,

and blog stalking is bad, people.

Of course, I'm actually quite flattered by this fact,

but it's only polite to leave a comment(critique?) here

since this is a place for my self-improvement

and a lil' bit of ego-inflation.

Therefore, I present you this picture

I'd gotten from http://bliz.blogspot.com/

This photography pretty much expressed
my simultaneous elation and fustration.
So, thank you.

And fuck you.

Oh, 2nd point,
feel free to use to photographs here,
BUT, do not use the pictures out of the context
in which they were taken
or distort its meaning.
And of course, give credits where it's due,

like what I'd just done.

Otherwise, all the bad things in life will happen to you.

You, and you alone and nobody else.

Remember - comment. =)

Aftertaste

At the end of every great experience,
we walk out of it enthralled,
by the fact that it happened to us

and not somebody else.

Brisbane trip with the VSCB was one of 'em.
We all want to carry such fantastic memories along
as our lives go on; in a pocket or something.

Once in a while, looking back,
just wished we could get back in there.
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It's a bittersweet thing.
Bitter; in the sickening apathy that numbs
you to the guts as we plunge back into daily life.
You ought to know what's sweet about it.
I'll leave it to you.

No-win Situation

Thinks like a cat.

Acts like a dog.

Wrap Your Troubles In Dreams

Awhile ago, I woke up with this song of Dean Martin on my mind.

"When skies are cloudy and grey,

they're only grey for a day."

"So, wrap your troubles in dreams,

and dream your troubles away."

The words didn't make any sense to me,

but it sure sounded good.

I Can't Get Started

Dear Letterbox,

would you tell me, please,

why can't I get started?

Yours sincerely,

Egoman

Hello To You!

Aah, fellow photog!

Nice to meet you.

One More Trip Back To Birdland

Seeing eternity in a second.

Remember to catch it.

But Beautiful

Ju Ling's winning birthday card.

Lucky you that it had gotten 2nd prize.

.

I love my sunsets as much as sunrises.

But I take the former as my reward

at the end of each day.

Sunrises - they take my mind off the dread

of starting each day with school.

.

"Same shit. Different day." -Egoman

Too Blind

They say there's nothing I can do

but talk to strangers and wait for it.