of jazz.

saturday night.
1.5K word assignment, and i’m still out.
jazz bar.
plain ol’ chillin’ to the groove.
elana stone.
crazy piano playing.
the band was just.
crazily good.

that’s what saturday nights are about.

i wake to find You more beautiful than before.

oh you’re absolutely stunning.

somehow or the other, i tend to procrastinate blogging. that is how bad my procrastination is. i’m sure no one wants to hear me blog about how each time i’d open blogger as ONE OF MY MANY OPEN windows, and never get round to blogging anything… i shall spare you the details.

in the midst of telling my tutor why gender portrayal is important in media, i started thinking. yeah. mish actually started thinking.

if you actually do remember me, i actually had many things that i wanted to do and had all these little projects that i used to set myself and actually do them. lately, i’ve just been one, procrastinating them or, more likely than not, doing them halfway. the latter being the worse one. i hate doing things half way. same goes for the assignments. i love to finish things in one sitting. that’s just me. i just can’t focus properly nowadays. i think you should take away my connection to the world, then mayb i’ll just finish something properly.

as the holidays come and hopefully don’t go so fast, i think i should start on those little projects i love doing. like, doing a 3D picture thingy that i saw on better homes and gardens [yes, i was that bored when i was sick]. that would be really cool. start on that intensive crash course on electric guitaring, photoshopping and all that. and i hope this winter, i could go to the mountains and feel on top of the world again. feels like a long time since i’ve felt that way.

i think i better end here. i’ve got no better picture to paint.

like it that way, so shy that way.

one of those things.

i should really sit down, rearrange my life, get it in order, and start again.
i should start editing photos again.
i should take photos.
i should play guitar.
i should play electric guitar.
i should clear my harddrive. again.
i should write more.
i should read more.
i should start on assignments.
i should.

i really should.
I WILL.

procrastinatorr. rawrr.

note to self:

people don’t forget. they just forget to remember.

that’s my half full glass for you.

of eggs and crosses.

this easter has been AWESOME BEYOND AWESOME! God really worked at the C.O.O.L camp and His power could really be felt.

His love is steady and unchanging,
Your love carries me!

brainless.

i’m completely brainless now. after rushing two assingments, not exactly rushing, more like, i-have-no-inspiration whatsoever so therefore it’s last minute kinda thing, i’m just brain drained. and it’s so not funny that i need to clean my room, vaccum and all that. times like these, you miss your mum and dad. grrr.

on another note, brrr. it’s getting cold. my fridge, has got no food. in the freezer, there’s just ice. looks like eating out is on my list this week. not healthy at all. need some exercise. need some sun. need alot of things.

with two presentations on my back before the long awaited easter camp…

i need You.

i’m sorry i made you all read an entirely brainless entry. but that’s really what i am right now.

aiyar. but it doesn’t matter lah.

paint my skies a better blue.

maybe today, only pictures of snow covered wintery streets in newyork’s grandcentral park and pretty snowflakes falling on grand, big christmas trees with red trimming and bright lights [like rockafella centre] would make her day a little better.

nylondon photography

child-like wondermoment.

“my chest feels full of glitter and helium, the way it used to when i was little, and riding my father’s shoulders at twilight, when i knew that if i held up my hands and spread my fingers like a net, i could catch the coming stars.”

-jodi piccoult, my sister’s keeper.