random snaps

Someone wants to sit  beside me. 

And he did, like a boss. :)

Granpa in the train looks so cute carrying a Doraemon bag.

Train hush.

Sprained hand is tired? Yes.

Pedicar. Kidding, heheh. Maserati.

Tampines

Ainee and I at Tampines

Waiting

moody weather in a week

Sunny at Khatib

train ride

test shot goes too bright

Cloudy and cold Commonwealth

Train depot at Bishan

Started to rain

Work table window view

Windy afternoon

Can i just say i love heights! I enjoy looking at vast horizons and the interchanging mood of the skies.

The air feels nice during cold weather (i just hope it won't rain too much).

*These last two photos of me are taken by Carla.

surreal

You've got to hide your love away

End of the Road

I was listening to my Sir Eddie Vedder‘s playlist the whole night. The Into The Wild soundtrack have really nice lyrics.

Last night has been difficult. I felt a hard kick on my chest, indescribable feeling i have never felt before. Like i got knocked out of my breath and the world came spiraling down. Like i wanted the ground to swallow me as the air left my lungs. Like i was being sucked into a black hole.

On my way home, i was in a deep thought, instead of going down to Bishan, i got down to Nicoll Highway. Hahah, that deep darn it! I guess i was staring outside the window so hard, staring at the city lights or staring into nothingness, and didn't give much thought of the train door opening and closing. I was silently chuckling about my stupidity when i came out from the wrong station.

Sixteen train stations! :P Ten additional stations. Surreal. Love is evil. The beer is good anyway.

strange feeling

Traveling from North-South to East-West means twelve train stops and two train transfers. Trying a different route, i took East-West to North-South by the circle line, three train rides through the same twelve train stops. It's funny how the three train transfers seemed like a faster way than the two. Or maybe i just got  quite entertained by my own nerdiness of observing my surrounding, taking mental notes, looking at city lights, the flicker of lights from the speeding cars and the speeding train crossing the Khatib lake with the water reflecting the city in the evening.

It kindles a strange feeling. I feel like an absolute stranger. Today was a scenery of cultures inside the train. I lowered down the volume of my ipod, letting the noise of my surrounding merge with the music i was listening to.

The effect is so amusing. My right ear focused to this track from WFAFNC:

While my left gave way to faint noises of:
           French guy talking to someone over the phone
           Two Italian men laughing and talking to each other animately
           Two Indian girls getting excited over something
           A German or Dutch woman (i'm not so sure) cooing her baby in the stroller
           A Singaporean humming some K-pop tune

Even if i close my eyes, i heard distinct sounds of everything right at that moment. It's like a scene forming in my head accompanied by a good music. Then when i opened my eyes again, i saw a Myna bird speeding its way as the train rushed by, just in time with the climax. What a splendor.

It gives me a strange feeling.

alone again, naturally

The train arriving at Braddell Station. Such a very quiet ride.

Random thoughts: I can't wait to go back painting again. I want to make pizza.

I missed my furry alarm clock in the morning ~ Mori.

And train soundtracking:

Trying to remember a song lyrics of Afterhours.

Bye Bye Bombay

Something like... "che la paura e una cicatrice

che sigilla anche l'anima piu dura" ~ that fear is a scar that seals the soul harder...

i'm not very sure about the translation though. :)

Hannah Georgas

Enemies

Guster

Satellite

Elevator to the moon, Whistling our favorite tune

Trying to get a closer view

*all images came from google images

Wandering Lights

car stop at fort park, lovely afternoon sky



sunset near my apartment



the station where i take daily train rides



and more city lights



I am walking ahead Balerie & Japo because i want to give the pair some privacy, hahah. 
**
Ps. Farewell Sugarfree. O kay tagal din kitang mamahalin... 

december eleventh could have been my last

First time midnight train ride. Five before twelve.

I was thinking that i could have died if the electric cables sparked
all the way down. People were screaming and i just remained silly
frozen, arms tightly embracing my canvas ~ staring up at the
blinding bluish lights. Why do i always have to be in the wrong
place at the wrong time. Next time, i should run, hahah.