Sunshiney

Today's Japan Inspired quote (or I'd prefer to call silly self-declared poetry).

"Sometimes things of glittering gold
Can't be Bought and Can't be sold
But still stay with you till you grow old."

Here is 金閣寺 (Kinkaku Ji) which I visited with Pomelo during our rampage in Japan this May~ We caught it bathed in the evening glow. It's quite pretty isn't it? It's sort of like the Eiffel Tower. It looks a lot nicer and more mystical from further away, or in pictures, rather than in real life. But it's nice to have been there and look at your own pictures of it too :D lol
This is the only landmark we actually managed to enter in Kyoto because we were too late for anything else lol.

Dream of 10th October morning

There was a house we stayed in during our vacation. It was a vacation with other people from the archery club. Around the house there was a forest, and a stretch of shoreline. We would play a game each night, sort of like hide and seek. One of us would be the seeker while the rest would go hide. We would switch off all the lights to make it harder for the seeker. They would have to rely on their sense of hearing to find us. It would be pitch black in the house, but the outside would still be lit by moonlight. You were allowed to hide outside too.

The house was double-storied, and had plenty of nooks and crannies for you to hide in. Under the shelves, in the drawers, in an abandoned corner just below the rooftop. I was scared of hiding alone because of my fear of the paranormal, so I insisted on hiding with Pomelo. Unfortunately, we lost contact halfway through the house because of the darkness and anxiety that the seeker would find us soon. In the midst of finding Pomelo, I found some other club mates hidden in the weirdest of places. Yup, there were people hiding in the drawers I wondered about those who had hidden so well they wouldn't be found. I wondered when they would come out then?

I think there was a lunatic in the house. Maybe it was the landlady. Because there's always some element of crazy in my dreams. Because I remember this dream was creeping me out the whole time i was in it. The dark house, the dark sands, the dark forest, the dark waters. Everything about it was just creepy and dark. Even our game.

I guess those who never came out of hiding would have been left behind? Forever?

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.