Extremely Random

Sometimes I'd attempt a little dramatic self-photo session thing in my quiet little hostel room.

Today it turned out rather like the cover of some children's book teaching life lessons in my imaginary world.

Hence I added a title to it.

A story quite close to my heart from the time of being small and waif-like and feeling like a lonely child in the cold.

Of course I am still small having not grown a millimetre since I was 14 (pssst! I only grew 10 cm from when I was 10). But I am no longer waif-like. More like some weight-lifting dwarf, darn those musckles. And no longer a lonely child! Although lecture theatres still do make me feel very cold indeed.

Enough banter!

Dream of 28/09/2013 Morning

It was night. Ben and I were at macs, sitting at a two seater. I was facing the open area outside that particular macs we were at. I don't think there exists one like that in Singapore. Then I started seeing something strange. Houses were floating in the air, attached by strings which were visible. Like to hot air balloons, but without the balloons. I couldn't see the source. It may have been hidden in the clouds. These houses were being carried closer and closer to us.

Then, they began to drop them.

Whoever it was started releasing the hold of those strings and letting the houses fall onto us below. They were crashing down and crushing people.
Then i realised this was a real war - an actual attack. And in my mind I knew it was an attack by aliens.

Everyone was screaming n panicking. Chaos everywhere. Then the house throwing stopped.
Then i saw it. The flaming ball being dropped. A sphere flickering in all its scarlet wrath. It was some distance away and i had no idea what the effect would be. It was like being in a movie except it was real. i plugged my ears really hard and closed my eyes.... For a long moment, I felt nothing. It seemed the bomb's effect didnt reach us. We thought it was over. People started getting up, looking around.

Then the next attack came. Sonic waves (what the..??!!). Huge ripples of sonic waves pulsed across the field headed directly at us. I shut my ears again and when it passed through me, I felt it. It pulled on my heart a little, and pushed through my body like a possession by a spirit.
Then I looked up and saw the houses around us getting lifted up. They were now carrying houses from this area, to be dropped on other places. Of course everyone freaked out again and started to lie down on the ground, hands over their heads. It was as if everyone knew they wouldn't take houses that had people standing up in. I have no idea how that was planted in my head.

Somehow I knew they still wanted useful people, so we tried to show them we would be useful, me by outrunning the sonic waves and ben by being some sort of bookkeeper. That was what the ad had said. Book keepers and Special Talents wanted. What's with this crazy dream??

Throughout the dream it was still night outside, and the macs we were at was lit by its usual bright lights. And the walls were the usual bright orange.

It's been

quite a long time since i last attempted to rhyme something. In my previous word waterfalls, I would put rhymes in my rantings ever so often, it became just so simple, seamless. Partly because I used to listen to rap so often (Linkin Park mainly because they still got a little tune and keyboard going on) that everything I ended up typing or saying just became twirled and twisted into a rhyme.

But now I hardly do any of that. It seems like the magic dust in my soul has been scattered so far out into the universe I can't remember who I used to be, what I used to love. I know I don't want to be the exact same person as before, that would be terrible! Character development being all important and whatnot. I just took too long to find myself, and kept changing and kept going down this yellow brick road and that... and still I haven't found the golden key to the kingdom of my heart. I just want back the parts of me that believed in drawing and painting and trees and sunshine and little mice families smiling happily at the dinner table with honey and cheese and berries bursting with the life of the Earth.

I just need to have that part of me back, that younger, more carefree and imaginative me. Not this concrete-headed inflexible pens and notes me...

Even at this point of my life, I'm neither a scientist nor an artist nor a bookworm nor a musician a nerd or geek...

but it's okay. All I want to be  is that pony with rainbow hair, or that sparkly-skinned silver-haired mare.

The Adventure to Pulau Ubin

I went on an adventure to explore Pulau Ubin with my sister yesterday, in lieu of her birthday on which the actual date I would not be able to celebrate due to a competition.
It was quite wondrous and fascinating seeing all bits and pieces of nature this little island had to offer. We took the trial that would eventually lead us to the Chek Jawa Wetlands Boardwalk. It was about a 3.4km walk there, but we decided not to rent bikes because we wanted to stop often along the way to observe the little things that one would easily miss zooming along on a bike.

It is quite rare to have someone that will stare at little ferns and mosses with you and agree to stop at every slightly interesting looking leaf or creature so it was great to go on this adventure with the right company!

We saw a snake slither away from our feet only because we stopped to look at an interesting leaf, and as we got up from finishing our packed lunch and continued our way down the path, a wild pig galloped across the road with much belly wobbling involved. Three leaf skeletons showed us their journey through life through their running veins. A butterfly posed for pictures. Fiddler crabs waved us good-day.

Though it was scorching and felt like the Earth was melting under me, I enjoyed every bit of it (except maybe the part where we were walking back and our feet were aching like mad because we had walked over 6km already!). We drowned ourselves in chin chow and even had dessert at a newly discovered place near home called D'zerts Cafe. They have some awesome looking desserts that I can't wait to try!

My Favourite

Word in the entire vocabulary is

DREAM.

There are many definitions to it, all of which, quite wonderful. Here's what dictionary.com has to say:

dream[ dreem ]
noun
1. a succession of images, thoughts, or emotions passing through the mind during sleep.
2. the sleeping state in which this occurs.
3. an object seen in a dream.
4. an involuntary vision occurring to a person when awake.
5. a vision voluntarily indulged in while awake; daydream; reverie.
6. an aspiration; goal; aim: A trip to Europe is his dream.
7. a wild or vain fancy.
8. something of an unreal beauty, charm, or excellence.

verb (used without object)
1. to have a dream.
2. to indulge in daydreams or reveries: He dreamed about vacation plans when he should have been working.
3. to think or conceive of something in a very remote way (usually followed by of): I wouldn't dream of asking them.

verb (used with object)
1. to see or imagine in sleep or in a vision.
2. to imagine as if in a dream; fancy; suppose.
3. to pass or spend (time) in dreaming (often followed by away): to dream away the afternoon.

adjective
1. most desirable; ideal: a dream vacation.

Synonyms:
bubble*, castle in the air, chimera, daydream, delusion, fancy, fantasy, hallucination, head trip, idea, image, imagination, impression, incubus, mental picture, nightmare, pie in the sky, pipe dream, rainbow, reverie, specter, speculation, thought, trance, vagary, wraith

Okay I wouldn't say all the synonyms are wonderful, but "castle in the sky", "pie in the sky".. kinda cute too huh!

I don't know why but I am greatly attracted by this word. Maybe I just love dreaming. For one, I get the most fantastic dreams. Also, they relate to reality. Like goals. Aspirations. Good stuff and unicorn fluff.

Anyway i saw this shirt in Editor's Market for a crapsicranium $159. It's a shirt. And a thin one. And the words aren't even the original artwork in raw medium. I don't know how they priced it. And I will attempt to paint my own version.

The Random Thoughts

I think it is so greatly intriguing, how you can see some people repeatedly while the world out there is so big.
Why do some people just stand out more in your visual space? Is it because the girl had a loud, piercing voice as she asked for directions to the person behind you as you queued to board the bus in school? I've repeatedly seen this girl since then, whether she was a customer at the school cafe i'm part-timing at, whether she was eating with her friends in the science canteen, whether she was simply waiting for this bus. Somehow I keep indadvertedly noticing her around now.

And then this chap on the MRT, wearing a formal work shirt and work pants, but on his lap this striking royal blue pleather backpack with silver studs in an arc across the top... I've seen this chap before, just last week. I suppose its because we are both on the way to work and leave about the same time and are on the train at about the same time. And it's just because he has such a strange matchup of accessories to his clothes that i find him more distinct than anyone else that might well have been on the same train and the same cabin at this time last weekend.

And then there were others, all very randomly observed on the train, and then at random events at other places at totally different times. I'm most certain its because these people have something really unique about them that made them stand out. It's just quite interesting to notice how often I am actually around the same people while thinking, "meh, will never see this chap again anyway," or "should i tell her i know the way? blah. Will never meet her again anyway."

Just interesting.

And it's raining again. Peter. Patter. Broke his platter. Lunch fell down in one big splatter. Does it matter? I wouldn't know better. But he certainly isn't gonna get any Fatter.

Omg. Now I'm going crazy.
Ending off with a cute pic I came across on facebook.

The Fun Bits of School

Now school for me is all Catching Spiders, playing with the spectrometer, slipping in and out of a daydream, scribbling on my scheduler... My timetable is so empty but my school life is incredibly packed. I'm either at the office playing with the spectro, at work, at training, at classes or at tuition (although this will be phased out soon). It's amazing how I still get enough sleep. Or at least I think I do.

Anyway lab today was quite a blast for the senses, but also quite the prance in the park. It was a simple fish dissection and then a quick sketch to match. Had fun eyeballing the insides of a rather unappealing muscle man (or rather, fish) :b

And then in the afternoon it was playing with coral cores for marine biology. Cool stuff 'em coral skeletons. And man, just gotta love that digital caliper! If we only had those on our tioman trip, seriously.. handling those snakes would've been a hundred times less slithery I say... Speaking of the Tioman Trip, i should really record that down sometime. Did not do any diary writing during the trip! Way too exhausted and drained (despite being soaked for field work every night)..

Cut Hair. Ran. Had Brownie with Vanilla ice cream (self-prepared) (kinda negated the running but hey.).

School shall continue being fun!
I demand it.

The Words 2

Another random wisp of inspiration donated to Goaty a bunch of weeks ago.

This time with a photograph of Lake Kawaguchiko, Yamanashi Prefecture, Japan.

This place is all about the things we've been missing. The swaying dandelions, the soft breeze, the quiet fisherman, the elegant trees.

Another day is another opportunity. Another chance to do something different. Even if it may be drastic or crazy, it is a chance to change something. Or work on something. Or make something better.

So do it!