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Plans. Something to get you to where you wanna be.

I used to have plans. But they weren't for getting me to something, more like getting me away from something. I used to think about my plan in every spare moment, because, of course I wanted to make sure that it wouldn't fail. That my plan would succeed.

But what happens when the thing I wanted to get away from leaves my life because of another incident? Suddenly all the plans I made were of no use to me anymore. Not because it wasn't a good feasible plan, but because I knew it was a much longer timeline to happiness, to a life of my choice.

Now? I have no plans. I believe that trying to get away from something is much stronger motivation than aiming towards something. People will tell you to reach for the stars. And you may try, try quite hard in fact, but you won't try as hard if the ground around you was filled with rotting rubbish rather than the tiled floor it is now.

After all, the stars are pretty, but the tiled floor ain't so bad. 

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crystalise.

It can't get any better than this.

It can't get any worse than this.

Yet every time such thoughts cross my mind, it does get worse. It does get better.

The bad makes the good that much sweeter. Because the good times go by twice as quickly as the bad times so you gotta enjoy it as much as possible.

People have told me that university life is the best time of your life. There have also been others who would give anything to go back to being a teenager. Then there are those who long for the innocence of childhood.

Whether or not the best times of my life have gone by, I'm happy exactly as I am.

And hopefully continue to be for a long long time. 

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ombre.

I've always sought solace in the written word. From reading it in books or online to writing it out on paper or typing it out on my computer.

While my computer might hold more than half of my attention what with this blog I update, the fanfics I read, updating twitter and facebook (yes I consider that writing, even if it is just a sentence or two). There's still something about physically holding a book to read or holding a pen a putting my thoughts down onto paper. It feels a lot more comforting for some reason, less mechanical and more natural. Like how it is meant to be.

Life nowadays is moving closer towards a technological one. Even I have to admit that I don't read as much as I used to seeing as I spend most of my time glued to my computer screen. Most people now have a kindle or an iPad in which they read on as it is a lot more convenient than carrying a book around. And people don't seem to write anymore as it is definitely more efficient to type everything out onto the computer with it's autocorrect and search functions just in case you want to change something.

From time to time however, when I'm in the mood, I like to sit down and write. While I have been mainly putting my thoughts into blogposts (after all, I've been blogging since 2005), there are moments when I pick up a pen and just pour my thoughts out onto a piece of paper. It might not always be my opinions or thoughts about my day, it may be something completely fictional or descriptive that I just wanted to get out of my system. When I'm done, I promptly scrunch up the paper and throw it away. One thing I dislike is re-reading my work so if it's on paper I chuck it, if it's online I either delete it or just never open up the same file again.

I guess this blog post is mainly to remind myself of how I will always cling to the 'old' ways of reading and writing with paper instead of a screen. 

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instant.

Everything in life boils down to the choices you make.

As cliched as it may sound, there is no better way to put it.

While we try to make the good or right choice all the time, there will be times when you make the wrong one. I wonder though, how many of us unknowingly made it? Cause I know for me, there are instances where I know for a fact that the decision I'm going to make is not quite the right one.

But I make it anyway.

Why?

Just so I can know what it was like. I mean, if I made the right choices all the time, life would be pretty boring I think. And it's these mistakes that make a story worth telling ;). 

Though I'm careful to avoid any wrong decisions that could forever screw up my life.

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warmth.

Too many fairytales in my head.

Delete them?

Or hope someone will make them come true?

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haruharu.

Dear Imagination,

I know I haven't really been spending time with you since the days in the playground where we played masak-masak together and you convinced me that leaves and twigs and sand could somehow look like fried rice with vegetables.

I'm sorry that over the years of growing up my attention has been hogged by Reality who is both bossy and demanding and seriously a pain in the ass. With you having to take a back seat in my life, you must have a lot of pent up energy since the only time I ever ask you out to play is when Fantasy is tired of copying off the movies or books I read.

But now that Reality has taken a chill pill and I've laid off reading too many books or watching too many movies, I can spend more time with you. The only thing I ask of you Imagination, is to STOP running wild! I'm too old to be chasing after you or having you running around while I'm trying to sleep.

Thank you very much.

Sincerely,

Mentally exhausted Weng Yee.

Haha. Random much? =P

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movement.

Recipe for a perfect Saturday night:

1. Extract dad and sibling from house. (Send to Singapore)

2. Allow mum to go off. (To Seremban)

3. Stir in a long hot bath.

4. If desired, blast favourite music.

5. Slowly savour a good book. (In my case HP7)

6. When the time is right(tummy growling is a good sign), add in a cup of hot tea with favourite snacks =D.

7. Sit back and enjoy this moment of bliss.

Yes. That's my idea of a perfect Saturday night.

May sound super anti-social but seriously, moments of peace and quiet are hard to come by.

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ouch.

It's nice when

you find out that

the reason you felt guilty

was actually all just a mind trick

and that your conscience can now be guilt free!

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gold.

Would you rather step into a place that is so familiar you know it like the back of your hand?

Or perhaps into a foreign place where you know not what to expect?

While some people cling to what's familiar, others are always seeking a new adventure elsewhere.

As for me? I'm torn between both. There are times where all I want to do is keep to what I know. That I'm prepared for pretty much everything that comes my way seeing as nothing can surprise me. Yet there are times when I wanna do things that I wouldn't have thought of doing before just to experience something new.

Most of the time, I compensate. Like when I wanted to cut my hair short. I was actually thinking of it really short as in pixie cut. But when the time came, I just had it cut to chin length.

Sigh. I feel like there are two people living inside me. Though not in an MPD way.

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option.

How do you guys pick songs to stay in your iTunes(Or whatever other music player you use)?

Do you pick the songs that are catchy?

Cause you're hot then you're cold, you're yes then you're no....

Songs that will calm you down?

The world is all around us, it's much too big to see...

Or maybe songs that you hope will someday mean something more?

I'll be your crying shoulder, I'll be love's suicide...

Perhaps songs that you think would sum up your life?

I don't wanna be like Cinderella, sitting in a dark old dusty cellar...

Maybe just songs that get you dancing?

Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard...

For me, it's mainly the lyrics. If the lyrics suck, the only way it stays in my iTunes is the song is sooooo catchy that I can't bear to delete it. Though after some time I do go through all my songs and delete the ones that I don't like anymore.

P.S Props to you if you could guess all the songs right without Googling the lyrics =). Answers below.

Hot N Cold by Katy Perry

The World by Earlimart

I'll Be by Edwin McCain

Cinderella by The Cheetah Girls

G6 by Far East Movement

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style.

There are too many fine lines in the world.

Too much has become blurred that the only way to make it through is to wing it and hope for the best.

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lace.

People say,

Learn from the past.

Live in the present.

Look to the future.

BUT

What if I'm really bad at multi-tasking??

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hustle.

Everyone could do with a little ego boost sometimes =).

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fireworks.

Sometimes, just sometimes, I'm positively sure of who I am, what's going on in my life and how I'm going to proceed.

Though people say that as you grow older, you mature and become more confident of your identity and where you stand.

I find that as time passes, I get more and more confused with the person I really am and the person I've become.

Perhaps there is no real me. Cause nurture trumps nature.

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lament.

Sometimes I feel very young,

sometimes I feel very old.

So when exactly will I feel my age?

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open.

When will I stop pretending?

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thai.

All of us have insecurities.

But as we grow older, we become more sure of ourselves that after some time we even forget why we felt insecure in the first place.

Yet you know there will always be those moments that remind you just how you felt those many years ago.

And you know what?

I hate those moments.

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restless.

Decided to share my top 3 favourite movies. Mind you, they're my favourite movies but they may not be the best movies I've watched.

These are the three movies that I don't mind watching again and again. In fact, I think I've watched Center Stage more than 5 times.

As to why they're my favourite movies, well, I guess you'll have to watch them and find a connection =).

1. Center Stage.

2. Dead Poet's Society.

3. I Not Stupid Too.

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elementary.

I think I've finally stopped biting my nails =D.

Haha. All thanks to the 10 cold days in UK.

Hmm.

Why is it that people usually don't get over their first love??

Just a random thought.

Okay. Maybe not so random. Reading Hana Yori Dango(The original manga that BOF is based on) now.

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unparalleled.

Gah. Two days into the New Year and I already want to go back on what I said in the last post.

Optimism??

Pffft. Totally useless.

Pessimism is the way to go.

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