Fly

SO CUTEEEEEEEEEE :D

Waiting for the rapture

"Between the click of the light, and the start of a dream."

A lot happens in between. Last night was a prime example. As I switched off the lights and was about to go to sleep, I saw a small figure sitting on my bed. And suddenly, a thought entered my mind; when it's all said and done, beneath all of us there is only one thing - fear. But this time, I did not feel it. Instead, a wave of familiarity and calmness washed over, and I grew more excited than scared as I switched the lights back on.

It was her. Plain. Simple. Beautiful. Perfect. Her.
My daughter.

I had not seen her in a while. The last time she time travelled was all the way back on 24th February 2005. It was a brief encounter then (it is described on this blog on a post of that date), and for almost 4 years I have longed so dearly to see her again. She was about 4 to 5 this time round, with a sleepish grin on her face, as if knowing how happy I was to see her again. I hugged her tightly, as if it would be my last. Letting go, I asked her how she had been. She told me that we had just come back from disneyland and that she had the time of her life and she begged me to remember to take her there one more time when I grew up.

I don't know what it was, but she seemed closer this time, as if she was really going to be permanently stuck in this moment. She then told me that her mother had showed her pictures of me singing her song when I was this age, then she said, "I love you", and wrote "I'll see you soon" on my arms.

White flashes.
Then, nothing.

You're so damn hot

Perhaps it's because of the heat, last night, I dreamt that the world was burning to the ground (literally). On a totally not-so-relevant note, I wish to dedicate "You're so damn hot" by Ok Go to the weather, Ivan Lee, Wei Kee Tan and my kettle, and "You're so last summer" by Taking Back Sunday to Jin Shi and Poh Siang.

Won't get fooled again

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around me
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!

The Who, I will always and forever heart.

Rebecca

On the note of the last post, many people have asked me who Rebecca is.

Let me clarify this a bit, Rebecca is Rebecca. She is fear. She is love.

Set Fire to the Third Bar

I love Taking Back Sunday's 'Louder Now' album, Snow Patrol's 'Run', Death Cab for Cutie's "Plans" album and Starsailor's "On the Outside" album. But there's this fear... this fear I know all too well.

Rebecca.

I'm Outta Time

Today as we sat at burger king, we

1) Laughed
2) Made Plans
3) Laughed some more
4) Made bigger plans

and I grew really scared at one point, because everything that we were talking about seemed so real, and I could see it happening soon. I was scared, because we were growing up, and I couldn't do a damn thing about it.

p.s. I heart you class guys.

Vegas two times

I always knew someone would recognise my love for Iago one day.

By Janus, I think not.

Teenage Queen

Julie, Julie on a another day, you know it really isn't far away,
that I'm longing to be with you.

Champagne Supernova

Tonight, in line with the Oasis' gig and Man Utd's title winning performance, I only have one question to ask,

"Where were you while we were getting high?"