everything in
it's right place

1) smoke a lot
2) drink a lot
3) think a lot


4) lung cancer
5) liver failure
6) highly stressed and confused!

i'm just rambling.
i've heard many girls say that guys have zero EQ;


in my case,
i think i'm probably in the negative one million range.

i feel it
a hundred miles around

waiting in the dark
these halogen stars
they shine for me
and me
alone

i say the most stupidest things ever.
somebody punch me

it's good to hear a familiar voice after so many years.

lubdublubdublubdub lubdub lubbbb dubbbbb lub dub






beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
(help)

the taxi speeds down the highway
but my heart has stalled,






(i'll just close my eyes
-- in electric dreams)

breathebreathe

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one
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iness

recently, i've been attached to one of tan tock seng hospital's many research labs. in particular, the neuromuscular laboratory. what is the goal of the lab? frankly, i have no idea at all. my interest has been waning of the past 6 months, and i wonder to myself why i ever chose biomedical science.

although i turn up at the office daily without even a sliver of passion for my work (or the lack of it), i feel that time spent here has not been completely futile. the pure act of staying up 9-10 hours in the dreary lab environment, slowly getting my daily dose of fluorescent light tan, has completely changed my outlook on the future. money is of such importance, so many things we do revolve around money, earning it, spending ; we are only human. and i won't be getting much money at all running gels or doing PCRs.

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

sleep, sleep tonight
and may your dreams
be realised
if the thunder cloud passes rain
so let it rain
rain down on him
let it rain

when the nights seem so long and dreary
i wonder what i'm really longing for
a longing so mysterious, elusive

i've been so tired these few days, not because i'm jet lagged (i should be) but because my internal clock has turned itself on it's head. i was supposed to study today, since i was slacking off and decided not to go to the lab. instead:

1) woke up at 12noon
2) packed my room (this is a good thing)
3) facebook-ed and msn-ed nobody in particular
4) finished reading Concise Chinese-English Dictionary for Lovers by Guo Xiaolu
5) napped!
6) spent 2 hours trying to play 'Where the Streets Have No Name by' by U2

ok, off to check youtube and facebook again...