Such Summer Recklessness

January, I fell in love with u.
February, I thought you loved me too.
March, Things started to fall apart.

Now it's April and you've left me with a broken heart.

(a.w.)

Just my exact thoughts on 2013

23 April 2013

Been struggling with my social psych assignment since last week. The problem this time, or maybe most of the time, is not the essay topic but my severe lack of focus and determination. In this case, the terms "lack of motivation" would not be apt since I've the biggest motivation yet: To finish it before I head back home so that I'll be able to fully enjoy my short break without worrying about it. I just have this tendency to drag matters. To be exact, important matters. I'll always come up with countless excuses just to excuse myself from getting down to real business. Terrible habit of mine I need to get rid of asap. 

A quote for myself today by my favourite: 

"Better three hours to soon than a minute too late" - William Shakespeare.

Queen of procrastination is me. 

22 April 2013

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Have a great week ahead~

21 April 2013

“We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.”

Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore

I believe in. ♡

I believe in. ♡

I believe in kisses in the pouring rain. 
I believe in moments that can change your life in an instant. 
I believe in how small gestures from a stranger can brighten up your whole day. 
I believe in lying on the grass and looking at the twinkling stars and getting the feeling that the whole universe is gonna fall onto you. 
I believe in going on long drives with no destination in mind. 

But first, maybe I gotta start believing in true love.

18th April 2013

♡ Have a great weekend! ♡

To all the girls having a horrible week:

Chin up girl, or your invisible tiara is gonna fall. ♡

God loves you so much he died for you on the cross. You're loved at this very moment. 

17 April 2013

Brunch at the newsroom cafe. 

Check out my huge-ass bag full of rubbish.

(sorry, my shameless self-shot in the lift. I just had to take a picture to show the size of my garbage bag. But I admit I was pretty scared that the lift door would suddenly open and a neighbour would walk in.)

I enjoy being alone. I like bus rides alone with my favourite music. I like to walk home alone with my music. I like spending time alone in my room. Reading a book, drinking boost or whatever. Being alone lets me let my mind relax, lets me think/reflect and escape into my own mini world. Maybe being alone is not that bad after all. 

But there's a difference between being alone and feeling lonely. 

I like being alone but don't enjoy feeling lonely. 

Sydney 201

Pictures from the short getaway to Sydney with the parents. 

I love the feeling when I am seated at the window seat, leaning as closely as I can to the small window, with my hidden earplugs in my ears playing a certain song filled with nostalgia, suspiciously trying to hide my iphone so that I won't get asked to switch off my phone. And at that moment, the plane speeds up, tilts a little and lifts itself into the sky. Slowly, the buildings, trees, roads start to get smaller and smaller. You somehow feel that you're a big giant looking up from above and you can actually use your hands to pick them individually up. You catch a bird's eye view of the country and wonder why things looked so different while you were on land. Then the clouds come. As fluffy and fake as they look, you suddenly remember how your stupid primary school teacher crushed your hopes and dreams that carebears do not exists or live on the clouds. And how they are actually made of some vapour or idk what and I dont care either.

As you could tell, I was too busy eating my ice-cream to even bother smiling for the camera. Everyone around me was busy snapping pictures, usually I would too (for instagram) but I didn't. But luckily, my mom was pretty enthusiastic that day and was snapping pictures non-stop. 

Some place we had dinner at with my dad's primary school friend and his family who lived in Sydney.

Our view of Darling Harbour from our table at the restaurant. 

Presenting to you the ONE-METRE long pizza. 

OOTD: 

(Knitwear from TEMPT, Denim top from F21, Cambridge Satchel, Jeans from F21.)

Till the next time~

Bloom. 

In the warmth of May

I look at the magnolias

And wonder when I, too, 

Will bloom into something

Beautiful. 

-kmh

p.s. what a beautiful poem. 

16 April 2013

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15th April 2013

Location: BSL Library.

Bye, supposed to be studying. 

9:19pm in bed.

I'm feeling terribly upset. At this point, I wanna give up do badly but I can't. Part of me is this hopeless heartless girl who pushes every nice person away yet the other part of me still believes that things will change overnight, that things may just turn out the way I played the scenarios out in my head. And I know the only way to stop this awful feeling is to really actually stop wanting all these so badly. Yet, I can't stop myself.

Byron Bay 7 April 2013

Just got back from Sydney yesterday and today, the parents and I headed for a day tour to Byron Bay. I absolutely love Byron Bay with its cosy cafes and quaint shops all around. The view from the lighthouse was spectacular and I don't think pictures do the view justice at all. We were even lucky enough to spot some dolphins swimming along the rocks. Looking at the strong waves splashing against the rocks and being at the most eastern point of Australia with a bird's eye view, the feeling you get is priceless. 

But this also marks the end of my mid-semester break. TIme to get back to the real world. All good things come to an end, don't they?

The beaches at Byron Bay. 

The Byron market held every 1st Sunday of the month. 

Towards the end of the trip, we drove through the hinterlands and saw the "countryside" with many old dairy farms, cows and horses. It was really nice. Nice would be the biggest understatement ever.

During the drive, I somehow secretly wished I stayed in one of those houses high up in the hinterlands.

I would have a farm with all the horses, cows and of course, dogs. But I definitely won't kill the cows or anything. Probably just milk them. Every morning, I would be able to see the most beautiful sunrise and sunset. Sit on the porch with white wooden chairs hand-painted myself, drinking my favourite blueberry tea and enjoying some awesome cheesecake with a good book in my hand.

Every furniture and piece of ornament/decoration in the house will be hand-picked by me and the love of my life. The window sill will have all my cactuses. We'll take daily walks together with our dog and talk about everything, anything. When its cold, huddle together under thick blankets. When its hot, complain about the heat together and go for a swim at the beach. When we're bored, look at each other and pout. No handphones, no technology. Just everything the old school way.

Oh and of course, I'll have my cactus garden and bubble tea machine.

But somehow, I don't think this dream of mine will ever come true. Time to be realistic!

Till the next time~

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast