Officially Moved.

Phew! Finally moved with Hire a Box. Unpacked and settled down. Hehhehe.


My last move around blogspot! I hope!


So jump over to http://sue-qing.blogspot.com/ by simply clicking the link <-------

Might-

I might be changing to a new blog, again.

This might be a temporary move or it might be a permanent one.

I have totally no idea why I am doing this.

I might be looking for some constant fixture in the storm.

To Love, Unconditionally. Is that possible?

Why do you call your loved ones the names of food? Honey? Sugar?
Are you supposed to derive some sort of sustenance from that?


-Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper

(I still maintain that books are better than movies, but I'll make this one exception)

What I Should Tell Myself #1

a.
Have you ever experienced this rush of excitement that starts from your tummy then fills up your whole body? A head-spinning type of feeling that makes you smile so wide that you think you're going to burst out laughin? A tingling prickly sensation that makes your hairs stand on ends coupled with a positively euphoric sense of certainty?

Mode:
Currently searching for this brand of happiness.



b.
Last semester, I went to class just to see a smile. It was a nice smile. It wasn't captivating, it wasn't glamorous, it wasn't sexy. It was just right. Bright, positive, cheeky with a hint of boyish innocence that seemed lost on everyone else. It kind of lifted up my day everytime I saw a hint of it round the corner of his lips. In Twilight, Edward says that Bella is his personal brand of heroin. I think I can finally relate to that...now. It felt like I lived to see his smile in that semester. On the final day of class, I said 'Hi'. He rewarded me with a smile.

Mode:
Fell in love with a smile. Just that, nothing more.



c.
I have weird study habits. I watch an episode of House or Criminal Minds to tune into my study mode. Previously, Gilmore Girls used to do the trick...then it got really sappy. After one good epsiode of hearing 'intelligence' sprouting around the screen, I feel that I'm ready to gain some knowledge of my own. I wonder sometimes how this actually works...Do I relate to geekiness or am I just a bonafide geek myself?

Mode:
I really can't stand Gossip Girl. I just watch it for the clothes, but the clothes aren't so great anymore. Now on the hunt for Fringe. Seems interesting.



d.
Financial independence is harder than it seems. I have yet to have a nett profit just yet. Hahahha! Kidding. I do have nett profits- just not the kind of numbers that I would like to see. While I do not (thank god) have any difficulty in the financial department, I thought it would be good just to see if I can survive on my own, for once. Note to self: CUT ALL SHOPPING EXPENSES and YOU WILL BE ABLE TO DO THAT.

Mode:
Still longing for many 'I NEED' items on my shopping list. (Ahem) SELF CONTROL.

Miranda July- reminds me of Life and living it

The Hallway from The Hallway on Vimeo.

Dancing on the wall

Let us make a fairy ring,
Shadow children, hand in hand,
And our songs quite softly sing,
That we learned in fairyland.

Shadow children, hin and small,
See the day is far behind,
And I kiss you, on the wall-
On the curtains, on the blind.

- Katherine Mansfield 'Evening Song of a Thoughtful Child'

The Story So Far

The stillness of the air and the quiet voice of the wind is oddly comforting. Tis another night of endlessly surfing websites to obtain more, more, more information for projects...with some procastination in the form of fashion websites thrown in for a good measure! During such times, I suddenly relish in the stillness of early morning serenity. Sleeping housemates (only two accompanying me on my quest to view the first sunlight), warm water and a good chatting buddy on msn is all one needs for such nights. Simplistic and not overly crowded, or else, how is one going to actually get work done?


The only movement in my room, other than my typing fingers and roving eyes; is the whirl of the fan beside me. I don't know if this is hard to believe, but I need the sound of a moving fan to lull me to sleep. The effect is akin to babies and lullabies. Even with air-conditioning, I need some sort of noise to provide a stupor effect. Otherwise, the ringing in my ears gets too loud to bear.


The only productive thing I've done this Easter Hols is max up my enjoyment points. Heading out with my gals and random groups of friends, eating breakfast at 12 and getting away with it, just sitting in front of the laptop and randomly searching for places to eat, doing a 45 minute walk to Victoria Park (just for the sake of it) and totally kicking back and reveling in the word: Relaxation.


The thing is: I think I need to head to bed. Why? Because my lovely, caring mother sent me this scanned article from some health magazine which states that sleeping actually keeps you slim. Yes, its a diet aid. Who knew? The magazine then went on to say if you lack sleep, you have more appetite stimulants in your body thus the urge to eat more. All voiced down to hormones. -_- Underlying message from my mother, much?


The truth is, I am really geared up now for a whole instant noodle snack. Aiks. Is the appetite stimulant theory a fact or fiction, then?

Pondering:
Pros and Cons of eating IndoMee at 2.30 a.m.

Listening:
To the quiet notes of silence

Planning:
Tomorrow's excursion to Perth's ChinaTown

Loving:
All my Freo pictures