And I clicked 'Send' ;

The end of innocence, the end of ties.
At the end, we only uncover lies.
Lies we believe, lies we see,
After all that's happened, I doubt you'll ever believe me.

So goodbye. And I will be locking this blog soon, to prevent unauthorized access. So if anyone wants to be on the list, leave your gmail add! :)

愛我別走 Part Deux ;

So. Update, hey.
Well, I have been much occupied with what is the last semester of my Undergrad uni life!
Uni stuff like research, essays, exam preps, partying, shopping (oops I don't know how they sneaked in, really!) takes up most of my time these days,
and Anch is also in Melb visiting so been spending some QT with her in Melbourne whilst I still can.

Also been staying in a lot because my body is failing me majorbigtime.

Here, there, everywhere.
Tash came over the weekend too and there was a great, great cause for celebration so we went out and I drank nothing but Jaegerbombs all night (at least 6, spankyouverymuch)!

And just another to show you I'm well...

(albeit pale as a sheet)...

...and crazy as ever! ;)

愛我別走 ;

我不敢想的太多, 因為我一個人...

Oh babe, it's been a year. Memory is being cruel
And somewhere in there, is your name.

She's like, so whatever ;

Don't pretend, I think you know I'm damn precious.
And hell yeah! I'm the mothafuckin' princess!


...what the hell were you thinking!??!

Ironically funny ;

So, I spent the last 15mins or so on youtube, enjoying a new found video series that basically consists of storytelling-through-picture-drawing - Tales of Existence. And just when I was marvelling at the ingenious idea of being able to convey a story without any spoken narrative whatsoever, I realised that this was so only because I myself had my 'Mute' function on. Smart, Ena, real smart. Hence effectively, I am going to rewatch all of it again! Oh yes, do check it out for a bit of a laugh as you reflect on its reality and matter-of-fact delivery:

How to break-up:


Story of my life!

"I have to get ready!"

Oh and also, I was absolutely enchanted by Stardust last night, as I always am with epics of the like. :)

Provocative / innuendos ;

"I've been looking all night, wanna kiss you one time,
I may do what you like"

- So says Nicole from PCD

As such, I've observed with much success that despite having dinner at home, men like to eat out if not for the sheer variety, then for the excitment at being able to satisfy their palates elsewhere.


(The words you hear - he speaks freely to another as well, my child.)

Tipsy debaucheries ;

We scratched and won some fantastic Nicole Ritchie inspired sunnies! And of course, what do we do with it? Cam-whore! Duh?! Loves it :)

Uhm..I should've gotten a pot instead of a pint. It even looks toobig for me!

(fyi, I finished it!)

;)

Your love's a gathered storm I chase across the sky.

I guess we have all made choices we will regret sometime, if not presently. Some choices involve leaving, and leaving behind. Others involve staying, whilst someone else leaves. For most part its true, Reality sucks and truth hurts; my heart aches for you, and every other girl who has had their own heart broken, used, and then trampled on. That indescribable tormenting pain that aches in the most remote parts of your body that you didn't before know existed; that woeful chasm that refuses to be sewn up; that gap, that single wide gap someone left in your heart. One should not be so melancholy, although the weather should pardon the mood.

And since we’re here, we might as well

"Accept that Truth, is absolute, and more cruel than any lie."

- OTH

Such is Life. Welcome, young child.

And I too, am trying to believe in things I didn't before.

Make it work ;

You understand me
At least you say you do
Lately thats enough for me
Looking for perfect
Surrounded by artificial
You're the closest thing to real i've seen
Sure, everyone has their problems
Thats a given
Yours are the easiest to tolerate
This wasn't what we was wanting
How we're living
But let's take this good enough and turn it to great
Baby understand...

This can only be as good as we both make it
Guess sometimes its gonna hurt (yes sometimes its gonna hurt)
We can be as happy as we want to be girl
But we gotta make it work
We gotta make it work...

After the demise of Because of You as my favourite Ne-Yo track from his new album, I conclude that I've found my new distraction!

Uplate update ;

• I was in my lift going back up to the 14th floor, and this girl to the 11th. After the 11th, the lift went a bit wonky and when I looked at the display panel, it said 15. WTF?! The lift also stalled for a bit, and then proceeded to go up to the 24th floor. Argh! Scared and agitated, no doubt. But when the lift doors opened there stood this tall ABC-looking guy. Ooooh. Hottie on the 24th floor alert!
• I made a smart decision of writing (with a non-permanent marker, no less) on the missing alphabets on my keyboard, and then promptly managed to smudge ink all over the rest of the perfect little keys! Alex laughs.
• Since my anemic episode on Monday (getting out of bed and feeling extremely faint and like I was about to topple over if I attempted to stand up straight), I have not been feeling very well at all; Monday afternoon was horrible, Tues was slightly better with intermittent fainty feelings, but today, it was accompanied by intolerable fatigue and extreme faintness (occurring with even a slight nod of the head). How I even lasted the day, I don't know. But now I must rest.

Just as soon as I'm on top of my life there you are again;

You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
And I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
From spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

Black fingernails, red wine.

My life stinks. People look at me and they think they see this perfect life, this girl who has everything she asks for and more. But do they know how she feels when her parents don't even bother to get fucking tickets to attend her graduation? I mean, what and who the fuck did she go to University for? Is it so hard to just ask for something so trivial? Some time? To just get fucking tickets to come to Melbourne even for a day? Today, I remember exactly why I left home. And other days? Well, you just lose sight, you just don't know. But my parents suck major bigtime and they think that materialistic goods and money can make up for their lost presence. But guess what? It doesn't. It doesn't change the fact that at the end of the day you are alone and empty inside.

Liberation from within.

"I never loved you. I settled for you."

- One Tree Hill