For we must all learn to howl.

I'm going to sound so silly posting this, but I just felt that I had to. It was a swelteringly hot day this morning, about 30 degrees celsius. Not fun. When I checked Twitter this morning, I saw one of the ROTG Jack Frost Twitter accounts tweeting about where we wanted him to send some love (in other words, a nice cold day). I asked him, "Why not Singapore? It's 30 degrees here and we're dying!" It was meant as a joke, you know? Of course we wouldn't be able to have snow or frost or ice in Singapore. We're not a tropical country for nothing. Plus if Jack Frost were to come here, I'm sure he'd die or something. It's way too hot here. But it's raining heavily now, and the water droplets are dancing outside my window. They're just like tiny particles of snow. And I can't help but sigh happily as I watch the rain falling, as I watch little drops of rain splash onto my window. It's like the rain itself is t...

If life were like a mountain, did you, did you not fall? I have missed you since I was five. And I don't recall your eyes but your hands I do recall,  And I know how you smelt when you were alive. You died - like we're all gonna go someday. You died. I was five and I wish you'd stayed. They say you crossed a river to touch God's hand But I did not understand where he lived. So I tried to write him letters - letters of demand,  Saying "She's my sister - back you give her" You died - like we're all gonna go someday. You died. I was here and you went away. I didn't see you die, I didn't see your casket. Don't remember if I cried, but I never quite got past it. You're fragile like a bee, and skinny as a steeple,  And all these memories - are they mine or other peoples? When you died - like we're all gonna go someday,  I was five and I thought I could make you stay. I just finishe...

I see him in my dreams. I don't know what he really looks like, since he never takes on the same look twice. He always looks different, feels different, and yet I always know that it's him. And sometimes, like last night... He's a shadowed face. A glimpse of a smile, a fleeting laugh, a whisper in my ear... That's all I remember when I wake up. He's not always there in my dreams, only sometimes. And yet I feel like he's always waiting for me. I just wish I knew who he was. I always feel safe with him, like he's the one thing that will keep me sane if everything crashes to the floor. It's like he's my missing puzzle piece, do you know what I mean? And when I try to remember what he looks like, or what his voice sounds like, I come up with nothing. I can't remember anything. I remember his presence, but that's all. I remember that he was with me the entire night last night, when I was particularly upset. He didn't even ask me why I...

It's supposed to be the end of the world today. Or at least, that's according to the Mayans. They had a prophecy that predicted the end of the world, which was supposed to be today. Well, it's 12:18AM on the 21st of December, and I'm sitting here crying. It's odd because I hadn't felt anything, except that I was getting pretty nervous about it being the end of the world and all that. I mean, in case something actually happened. Nothing's happened. And I'm so sad, so disappointed in myself. Because it's now, 23 minutes past the so-called end of the world, that I realise exactly how much I had wanted to die. Please. I never thought I'd say it and mean it so strongly. I just want to die.

It's gonna be a busy start to the new year for Dramatec, what with 4 major events coming up. 1. Those Who Can't, Teach 2. Tomorrow Is Too Late 3. Open House 4. Lecture + Eulogy Yes, if you haven't guessed, or if I haven't posted here, I AM BACK WITH DRAMATEC :) Happiness and joy, rainbows and sparkling clouds. YAY. But yes, it's going to be a busy-ass start to our new year. We've got a major play that we're preparing for, titled Those Who Can't, Teach. It's a play by Haresh Sharma, and we've really got to put in our best effort (when have we not, really?) for this! Casting has been done, and................... I've been cast as Mrs Phua Su Lin in the play! For those who don't know who the characters are, I say go get a copy of the book and read it. It's pretty good! I was so nervous about the casting, but now that it's over, we have to start memorising our lines and working on our blockings/motivations/emotions/reactions. ...

A friend mentioned today that I had the innocent look, which basically allowed me to get away with almost anything. Of course, that was before he realised that he'd just bought the lie I spun, about me living in Woodlands when I really live in Pasir Ris :D Wish you could have seen his face when I broke it to him that I'd lied to him! But his words really left me rather speechless. Me, innocent? Yeah, right. I can act  innocent when I want to, but I most definitely don't believe that I actually have the innocent look. I mean, innocent looks like this : Let me assure you that I definitely don't look like that. I don't have the "soft" look. I've always reckoned that innocence had that dewy-eyed schoolgirl look, like a little girl or a living doll, a little lamb just waiting, just begging  for the wolves of the world to eat her. I don't want to look like that. Being short already means that people assume I'm easy prey, for some reason that...

Sorry guys, this is gonna be a long-ass picture post! Feel free to scroll through all these pics (no freaky ones today, I promise) and let me know what you think :) Plus JACK FROST. Goodness gracious me, I totally regret not watching Rise of the Guardians. I only managed to see the trailer and dear sweet kami, Jack Frost is HOT. Did I ever mention that I have an unhealthy habit of developing really big crushes on fictional characters? Cos it's the truth - I have fallen in love with tons of fictional characters: Danny Phantom, Syaoran (from Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles), Zero (from Vampire Knight), L (from Deathnote), Fuji/Ryoma/Shinji (from PoT), Harry Potter and so many more. It's such a bad habit... But still. Sigh. It's like they say, girls falling for the guys they can never have... Cos this is so true. I think this crush is getting pretty serious though (as always!!)