Things You Never Knew...

We've been together for so very long
But now things are changing, oh I wonder what's wrong?
Seems you don't want me around
The passion is gone and the flame's died down

I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem
That time that you made it with the whole hockey team
You used to think I was nice
Now you tell all your friends that I'm the Antichrist

Oh, why did you disconnect the brakes in my car?
That kind of thing is hard to ignore
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

I knew that we were having problems when
You put those piranhas in my bathtub again
You're still the light of my life
Oh darling, I'm beggin', won't you put down that knife?

You know, I even think it's kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down that elevator shaft

Oh, if you don't mind me asking, what's this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometime I get to thinking you don't love me any more

You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill
Now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will
You set my house on fire
You pulled out my chest hairs with an old pair of pliers

Oh, you think that I'm ugly and you say that I'm cheap
You shaved off my eyebrows while I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my head
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead

Oh, you know this really isn't like you at all
You never acted this way before
Honey, something tells me you don't love me any more, oh no no
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

because i don't know my pupil master, i had to poke around drew's website to find a number to call them and find out. while doing so, i came across a page detailing remuneration package and benefits and what not.

I quote verbatim...
"Upon retention, our lawyers can look forward to the following additional benefits:... 30 days of annual leave."

is it just me, or does something about the above sentence sound exceedingly fishy? Like, technically, if i wanted to i could take half a day leave EVERY WEEK and still not use up all my leave? i've heard war stories which seem to suggest that if you get to take THREE days of leave a year you are very good life already, not to mention thirty!

who can tell you why?
fools give you reasons
wise men never tryyyy

Yes, I know this particular quote has appeared in this space before, but this time it's actually pertinent and relevant. For the life of me (well, us) we can't figure out how we came to be a household of three. It's like one day we suddenly decided we'd hang out together, and that was that.

krispy kreme and kettle chips. unrelated to grad trip though, but rather from the brother's trip to england.


(for the uninitiated, a dozen original glazed and a dozen assorted)

(cause the resolution isn't so good, Mexican lime with a hint of chili, soulmate cheeses with onions, buffalo mozerella tomato & basil and sea salt & balsamic vinegar)

Have a good eye for composition, an understanding for how lighting works, a steady hand, yadda yadda.

Alternatively...

Buy an expensive camera, and take 20396820936820936832 photos and hope 2 of them turn out nice.

Out of my 20396820936820936832, here are a couple I like... (in no particular order)

Apple campus, circa May 2004


Apple campus, circa May 2007


I can't believe I've already made the pilgrimage twice.

i am no longer an undergraduate student.

when you check your results online, the system first makes you read some stuff (sorta kinda like terms and conditions) and there's this pdf titled "Admin Notes for Graduating Students" which says a lot of ominous things such as how we aren't allowed access to the NUS network anymore and should backup our mail asap, we have to return matric cards within 2 weeks, our library membership ceases...

bleargh.

hello, working world.

other than the fact that home =/= the united states of america, and that its insanely hot:

this morning i wanted to get into the passenger seat of my car to drive. and about a minute later, i turned into the wrong lane. good thing i was still in my estate and the oncoming car wasn't driving all that fast.

and going at 80 i felt i was going very fast already. not that i had a choice to go much faster, since there was traffic everywhere. and to think that last week i was doing 180 and wondering if i could go even faster...

randomly taken pictures with a person or two in mind. (the usual suspects) since they're mostly self explanatory i won't bother, so if a picture makes you smile (or alternatively, go GRR) then it's probably for you. you know who you are.

well, this is as good a place to start as any!

Days spent out of the country: 25

Number of bags at the start: 3

Number of bags on cart wheeled out of the arrival hall today: 7 (Unbelievable but true)

Countries visited: 5

Distance driven: 2022 miles

Amount of money spent: (i don't know. i don't particularly want to either. but it's a rather large number, believe me)

Number of photos taken: 1005, taking up a whopping 5.04GB of space

Birthdays celebrated: 2

Days spent shopping: 2 and part of a third.

Number of rides on Space Mountain: 4

Highest temperature experienced: 104 deg F, which works out to something like 40 deg C

Lowest temperature experienced: Not sure, but it was snowing so it was definitely below zero

Trophies won: 2 (Okay, not really related but still.)

Oh, and of course, last but not least: 2.7818.

Whom we have to thank for the number two. (this one's an inside joke)

ya rly.

it's a but surreal, but i'm sitting at my comp for the first time in almost a month. hohum.

here we go again.

PS Contrary to what the last post was about, prepare for a whole lot of photoblogging. Apologies in advance.

but before that, here's something i want to put up before i forget it exists.

(thanks sandy for the linky)

From http://hej-kobenhavn.blogspot.com/2007/05/things-you-learn.html

sometimes when we travel, we get too caught up with trying to best capture the moment on camera because we believe that once we capture that moment, it will remain with us, the memory etched loud and clear in photographs. plus this whole need to have physical proof to show people that "look here, i was actually in this place, this time" kind of mentality.

when we get too kiasu in phototaking, we totally miss the point of coming to a place and experiencing its maximum value when we try to reduce it to a photo. photos can only capture what the lenses tell them to see. they cant reflect anything else if you dont have an emotional or sentimental attachment with the place to begin with.

ok, that being said, im such a serial photowhore you might think im being contradictory. you can take all the pictures you want of course, but sometimes slow down and smell the flowers for a bit while travelling. like how we take 5mins for our pre-meals food shot, one plate but several different perspectives and in different lighting, flash no flash.

remember, photos cannot tell you how those flowers smelt like.

i love this breed of rabbits!
makes me laugh my head off everytime i see them :D
okay rabbit hearters, here's your therapy: http://lionheadrabbit.net/

and for those paper hearters,
i recommend http://printpattern.blogspot.com














haaaaaahhhh. so much eye-candy :D :D :D
i need to go do my eye-vision exercise now.

it seems such a shame that things should end this way. months of toil and labor, maximum effort week in week out. all that time invested, the house of cards painstakingly built, to come crashing down just like that.

i'll always remember the moment. on a windswept pavillion overlooking elliot bay in seattle, washington. the fateful words, forever sealing our fate.

and thus, all good things must come to and end. just that in this case, for reasons beyond my ability to comprehend, they must end prematurely, and... with such pain and sorrow.

such pain, such sorrow.

such heartbreak.