emptiness. nothingness.
they are all the same.
everything said was all for nothing.

everybody ignores me. like my concern isnt any of their concern.
i dont wanna care anymore.

sometimes, people say they are positively sure of something.
but it will come in time when we'll regret making that decision.

our selfish pride.

i'm shallow.
despite turning 18, i still think that my way of thinking's childish.

i'm still trying to figure out why am i feeling sad.
i should be happy. but why don't i feel it, the happiness?
we think growing older means less restrictions. more freedom.
actually, i think it's not.
there's just too much restraints i can list down.
endless expectations to meet.

reality check.

okay. here's the deal.
i... don't know what else to say.
ooooh. it's a super windy period.
sometimes, i feel like i would have been blown away if i'm a little lighter.
haha.
gotta hang up the laundry now.


100% COTTON!

cotton & mouse.


cotton & mouse.


cotton & hairband


cotton & hairband.


cotton falling asleep.


cotton biting my foot.


cotton (after biting my foot)

careless.

we only start not to care when we take the things we have for granted,
because we'd thought we would have it forever.
it is only when you lose that it which makes you upset,
wishing you had shown more care for it.

why are we so careless.

hmmm...

this would be my first post for the year 2009.
no resolutions made this year.
ah wells.

woke up on 2nd January at 6 plus in the morning.
it's like an auto wake-up.
there's this nervousness in the air. could sense it somehow.
as if the students were anxious on their first day of school.
be it in primary school or secondary.
i had flashbacks then;
flashbacks of my first day in sjc.
wearing the pinafore and thinking how hot it is.
all the other secondary ones also had their new uniform on,
theirs smelling that kind of new-ness as well.
on the first day in my new secondary school, i had nobody i knew.
and then days just zoomed past like that.
met melissa ong. cynthia.
sec one camp.
cca orientation.
posted to npcc.
met my new squadmates.
bonding with the squad. with occasional conflicts within the squad.
ug camp.
met the wonderful iryani senior who people says we're like the exact same.
met juniors!
went through trainings and competitions.
always having clique outing after school. with little adventures of our own.
became ncos.
pass out.
studied for o levels.
took o levels.
and then, the end of my flashbacks.
haha.

anyway,
some random pictures of cotton! (:






















she is why i don't appear online these days.
she is better to stare at than the laptop.
she is the best thing to look at for hours(: