a-o-positive!

lifting up from the bland, tedious days, i've come across a new-found love for summer and the holidays.

i want to:

• re-decorate my room - new colour? wallpaper perhaps?
• read books-english and leisure
• really really really want to organise a Lucky 7/primary school bestie day
• kingkathy and trial toootz
• dine somewhere fabulous
• have a successful yeleki sleepover
• really realy really really really really want to hang out with jess and ange at ewood!!!
• swim in elena's pool
• have a mella and kim happy day
• hang out with bui, jun, johkii- my sexy men ;)
• watch Breakfast at Tiffany's
• shop with the girls
• some little furnishings and deco - i want a big martini glass just for the heck of it
• since i cbb downloading music these days i'm going to buy cds- sarah blasko, coldplay, leona lewis spirit, jack johnson, lisa mitchell
• start driving - yes guys, kim's got her L'S!
• possibly go to camparadise 2010
• spree with jimoiz(as promised) for summer dresses, shoes etc
• attend a formal party or a party will do :)
• go to the beach!
• do something awesum for NYE
• really refresh and rejuvinate myself for a hectic year, yes siree!

Snoopy

You cute little thing,

I remember when we first got you in a box and all you wanted was milk

Then when you got older, you hated milk

Digging into mum's new poppies

Raging at my friends and scaring them,

But I know you love me most :)

Only letting dad bathe you, and then going off to roll in the grass,

sunbaking and then falling asleep,

biting the leash and dashing off to Lucky's kennel,

You gobbled up all of those little treats and always fought with Jason,

You spent your last night walking around the house,

weak, with every little careful step,

finding your way into my room

and we sat there

you and your shaggy hair with a few strands of grass,

we'll miss you.

Rest In Peace Dear Snoopy,

June 2001-November 2009

sweet sunday secrets

to write love on her arms

I couldn't resist...

A few years ago I came across this campaign through my friend Lenny. Yeah, it was pretty rad how all the cool scene kids would write it on their wrists and arms and wore their tshirts. I wanted to belong too...(AOS F YOU.) so on this special day, the American non-profit organisation To Write Love on Her Arms along with the "Love is the Movement" project, myself and many rejoice in writing "love" or "To write love on her arms" on our arms to share the message around.

TWLOHA(kinda looks like TWLIGHT doesn't it? psh twihards and twiskanks, relax brew.) aims to present hope and help people struggling with mental problems like depression, drug addiction, self-injury, and suicide. They seek to connect people to treatment centers, websites, books, support groups and etc. They also encourage people to have honest conversations about these issues, to live in community and to seek help for these treatable conditions.

Finally having the chance to research about this, I feel immenesly slack for those times I laugh and joke about these problems. I feel bad for not taking the opportunity to talk to people, to get to know them, to help them. There are always people out there facing many problems and hold this pain inside of them, they could be in our classes, in our neighbourhoods, the person we sit next to on the bus or train. And it is only so, that us, the soberly unproblematic peeps of society, should take a step forward and prove that help is always around.

To Write Love on Her Arms, join me.

do or don't ?

These strokes of motivation get me from time to time, and it's probably all talk. It's all been "I wanna, I will, I shall"- and not being able to justify that. It's not good enough.

There's been a talk over dinner about "don't let yourself down" and "try your hardest, you've got only one shot." And they're right, you know. I really can't believe I'm only starting to listen now.

I've been told that things you've been passionate about, courses you'd want to get in to, either make it or break it for you. People you'd plan to "hang out for drinks" could slip away right from the graduating moment. And sometimes, its for the best. The real world is ten times bigger than what you'd imagine.

That's what they say.

I'm doing quite fine actually, I'm just figuring out what works and what doesn't for me at the moment. In all honesty, I really don't know what to blog about anymore these days. School just seems to drown and consume you, and there's nothing left to talk about but "school". But have no fear lads, this ongoing cycle will go by in a jiffy. One more year.