Part II.

Today the sun’s out, shining across the plain green fields just outside her window. She’s definitely gotten the dreamersdisease today. Half way to nowhere, nothing else very much starting and ending in that very (atthemoment) empty brain. Space seems like a good place to be right now, anywhere in between might cause combustion. Which doesn’t seem like the best idea. The air is fresh and clean from the bout of rain last night, cool and clean, cool and clean. Where do I go from here? Too near might end up being too far. Too far might end up being nothing. The sun hides behind a cloud, it darkens up a little, as if afraid that her worries for tomorrow might swallow it up. She turns around and heads back into the house. Just then, the sun peeks its nose around the cloud, creating a silver lining.

Directions, please?

You (all).

We could chase big(boho)dreams together
Run with the wind like no other
Share those big smiles around
Sit where the sunshine could be found
Throw worry down the drain
Forget whatever started the pain

Maybe could never ever
Trade this for more
Would be less compared to this
Wonder but never dwell
On what life might be
Without

Never want to know
Hope I never have to try

Away, away.

Oh how I love the thrill of spending a week planning a 3 day getaway and then putting it all into action. If I could do it more often, I would. The I and DD’s faces were quite priceless [although it was semi ruined by a particular note. Haha.]. Plus, it was really what got us all through the week. Looking for the cheapest ticket to anywhere online, booking it and then going on to look for accomodation and etc. I guess the point of travelling sometimes, is really to have no agenda whatsoever, just pure spontaniety. That with good company. Awesome and happyintheheart.
It’s left me wanting more, wishing I could stay in that place and having time not move too quickly. But now it’s back to the real world, wondering what God wants for me next year, wondering what I want next year. All the possibilities are endless and very overwhelming. As exciting it all is, I’m stepping out, half scared of what it all brings and what sacrifices I would have to make.
Enough musing for now, detox sucks and Boxhill Supper Place fish rocksmysocks. Yummm(:

Shoutout from the Rooftop.

This post comes a little bit late but I think there are still things I need to say before it’s really too late. Debs, thanks for putting up/supporting my crazy ideas over the few years, and being willing to do the silly stuff with me, you’re the awesomest, crate-stealing housemate ever. Thankyou for being there always, we’ve got big dreams ahead! (: Lynsey and Suemei, you guys are the most insane chefs ever. Crazy! But thank you SOOO much for the brilliant food. I couldn’t really ask for anything better. HY, thankyou for the brilliant photos and being so awesomely sporting to be my photographer for the whole night and working with the horrible lighting I know. Jo, Isaac, Davis, you guys were my go-to when I needed help. Thanks for being there to throw ideas and run along with my crazy plans and even contribute all your little knickknacks. You guys rock! Everybody, who contributed in every little way like moving things and helping out here and there, THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. To all of you, thanks for being part of my 20 years and I am thankful and so blessed to have had you guys share the night with me (:
And to all of you who remembered, thank you for making my day all the more special.
ThankYou.

P.S. I’m pretty sure I’ve left out tenthousand people to thank in this post but I haven’t forgotten, really! I haven’t forgotten you guys and love you all so much! (:

Perfect could be.

I’m back home, chilling to some Mayer-music. It’s been a while. Not thinking too much about the weekend away. Or what’s left of it. Saying goodbye to the snow could be potentially a painful thing [pun intended] cos of the massive amounts of packed ice. But I shall treasure the last few runs I have for now. Then it’s time to slap on the summerwax and say hello to Springtime. Which in itself is beautiful. There’s, as usual, so little time, too much to do.
I’m not sure if I can say goodbye; if I had to.
Be back in a few days.
Have massive updates of photos and people to thank (: Like alot. I am super blessed. Thank You.

<happy3.

“Helloooooo foxyaeeee layddeeeee….”
We’ve gotta be the best people in the world. Heehee. No seriously, all it takes, is a tiny roadtrip to the burbs, peidan chok and the preserved works, vegging out on the couch, soaking in the peaceful-ness of the surroundings, watching tv programs and chilling to conversations and stories. That’s really all it takes to make your day feel a little easier, a little better. Of course, the amazinglyawesome company beats anything. By far.

Therefore, we’re all Happy in the Heart (:

10km.

10kms. First 10kms ever. It’s like once you start running, at some point you feel like stopping but you just can’t. The insanely steep slopes at Russel and Fitzroy really killed at some point, but I guess when you’ve gone that far, it’s not that much after all. We both made it under than hour! Thanks for that, you.

I’m now wondering where all my energy all came from for the rest of the day. But thank you to all who’ve made it superspecial, and making me the luckiest girl alive. Thank You, the most, for everything, like holding the clouds back, and giving me more than enough (: