my little retreat
siobhan donaghy - medevac
I captured some mesmerising sights during the onset of dusk from my uncle's HDB apartment [where grandma is recuperating]. The flat is in close proximity to the Woodlands Checkpoint and Johor-Singapore Causeway.
The drying laundry bared witness to the sunset.
The source of distant noise pollution before the break of dawn.
Malaysia is just a 1056-metre causeway away.
Imagine having a liberating jog by the sea with Malaysia in full view.
That was exactly what I did the following morning.
Photography fun subsided shortly after and this television junkie then had a dose of a different entertainment drug - sinetron, or quite plainly Indonesian drama serials. Yes, I spent my otherwise mundane Wednesday evening at my grandma's watching one sinetron after the other with Pini, the Javanese domestic helper whom we'd hired to extensively take care of grandma and someone whom I've grown rather chummy with.
I lost all faith in the good that any sinetron has to offer because the only one that Suria airs is Hikmah, in which a character named Arman (I fuck you not) is perpetually manipulated, taken advantage of and the last I watched, suffered epileptic fits while already bedridden. My uncle's television set however, has restored some of that faith.
I managed to understand the story lines merely in essence, with the translating aid of Pini. The words that poured out of their mouths sounded so alien I'm ashamed to be half-Javanese (although I thoroughly appreciated their sense of humour). But the communication barrier is truly not important because what the ears lack in comprehension the eyes rejoice in appreciation. Indonesian thespians are so motherfucking beautiful canZzZz!
The girls look like they consume, not just apply, skin whitening cream. The boys are so androgynously pretty it should be a crime.
PEACE AND LOVE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [3:11 PM]
I look so grotesque in my graduation robes and photos, it's almost as offensive as Tweedy labelling Lily Allen a "chick with a dick". But that's alright, because WE'VE OFFICIALLY FUCKING GRADUATED!
PEACE AND LOVE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:54 PM]
Khai turned 20 and we had loads of fun.
For the psycho stalkers, more photos can be found on my Friendster page.
PEACE AND LOVE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [10:27 PM]
airport goodbyes suck
ear candy: paolo nutini - loving you
I've been soaking gluttunously and insatiably in a sea of family love. The way certain people love big butts, I just can't deny my love towards campy family moments and I'm not mortified by these sentiments in the slighest bit. We've grieved through unpleasant situations in the past but now it's time for a surge of love profusion. I feel 10 again.
PEACE AND LOVE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [12:09 AM]