time travels
and everything in between.
tea leaves and mint cubes
summer wind, salty nose.
it’s a kaleidoscope
when you look real close but
what about eight bars
on a guitar loop.
minute hairs
that prickle
the edge of a specific reason
and the world spins a little
out of control.
unlike icarus
i don’t quite collide
but crash
into you.
bruised bums and burnt faces prove our brighton beach bike ride.
:)
spending a morning&afternoon taking in the awesome melbourne coastal line, lying on our backs soaking up the sun and drinking superpink slushy slusshies make fantastic summer days.
pictures up soon!
i wonder how we looked running up the steps of parliament house, lugging a tripod trying to appear inconspicuous.
i’d like to think we kinda looked like professional photographers.
well, him anyway. i was professional tripodkulicarrier :)
evening spring street strolls (but actually the whole eastern city side) are simply lovely.
you surprise me all over again.
and i realise how right i am.
eternal sunshine.
hunched over hotchocs and skinnymochas, there’s nothing quite like a cold early morning natterandlaugh.
that,
and so much more.
:)
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like drunk on Happy
cocoasips and
dappledcoffeefroth lips
he says he’ll tell me a secret
if i only promise to promise after
so i do.
over and over again.
was reading an online feature article and came across the word ‘hienie’.
yeah yeah, i know what it means, but gracious me, don’t you think it’s just about the weirdest looking word ever?
hieniehieniehieniehieniehieniehienie.
hie.nie.
high knee.
on a separate note.
deepest condolences to ejoos over the loss of his beloved fishyfishy.
a moment of silence to be observed.
(aforementioned silent moment punctuated by a certain person going “cheyyy… so small how to eat?”)
he was a good fishyfishy.
albeit a fat one.
two whole hours of a diablo-ic barbarian named HooooOOoo, a GilaGirl sorceress, and a shallnotbenamed whatshisface, and one starts to get the hang of all that ’senseless’ slaughter (what senseless? *indignant look* there’s just so much evil in the world. we have to eradicate and destroy for the good of all mankind!)
ok, so maybe i was the kelefeh kpc with her legs very comfortably propped up on the wall. but i sure as heck had a blast mentally recording hilarious in-unison-boy-exclamations and fights over superior short bows, mana potions and armours (there were a whole host of other shmazzy magic stuff, but i forget).
alrite. i consent to ejoos installing diablo II into my pc. nothing like frost nova-ing demons to release some of that final sem stress, eh?
eating out of a white&red noodle box has got to be a novelty in itself.
i’d keep it if it wasn’t so darn oily.
eggshaped chairs,kissing greenfrogswithcrowns, squishysquishy jabs, off the balcony duck fling imaginations, late night after work movie marathons, lazy schmazy lie ins, hectic run arounds, spaz out moments, ocd intentions, corona beeryellows, iwantaplant demands, twenty (thousand) questions, sixteen kg missed rest stops, two guys and a girl, drum dreams, frappes for two, feet-dipping seagulls and hokey pokey creamies.
how can one not enjoy summer?
an old friend called from perth today and reminded me of our long a.m chats during college days. i was always very impressed with the way he tricked the system by rigging the payphone and calling for free. i suppose it pays to be interested in wires and cables that the telekom men mess around with.
with no permanent abode yet, my eating habits have left little to be desired. i will go marketing and cook wholesome meatandvege dishes once i move into my new apartment. but for now, let me revel in my diet of cereal and lindt intense orange.
