Wednesday, October 31, 2007
12:16 PM
He would have been 17 years old on the 29th of October. What a pity he didn't make it; a pity for him and for us, because we were cheated of that extra time we would have had with him. I love you Kenneth. We'll celebrate for you. We'll celebrate the beauty your life exuded to all those who were blessed to know you.
Monday, October 29, 2007
11:23 PM
I've had soo many things going in this past week. Where do i even begin? Mmm, well, the beginning always seems to be a good place.
There was the last official day of school on wednesday. It was a rather somber day, all in all. and i'm not merely describing the emotions felt by all the Year 12 students. it was raining, and well, we were cold, wet and sad. not too hot a combination. farewell gifts were given to the teachers, who in turn imparted to us their words of wisdom for the future in the form of ultra long speeches. but all in all, it was a good day, though i ended up with disguisting hair from the rain at the end of the day..haha!
Thursday was the last Year 12 excursion, and its kind of like part of the school's tradition, so we went to the beach, Flinders, no no, we didnt GO there, we had to HIKE! all in all, at the end of the day, we'd hiked a whopping, mind boggling 6 km! Most of which was uphill, and the last few kilometers was to see a lighthouse we didnt even wanna see! I mean, don't get me wrong, i simply ADORE lighthouses, i love em, but the hike up there has converted me, i was a changed person with renewed views 1 km into it. the sand dunes at the beach were beautiful though, and the guys had a field day jumping off it and pretending that they could fly. and for one moment in time, they actually could, till gravity worked its magic and they came crashing down. mostly one on top of the other. here are the pics...
Elles & Me on the Bus ride there
Faire and Me!

They can FLY! Too bad it only lasted 5 secs..LOL!

Me & my darling Rachel-La!

Bean, Me and Kim @ the beach!
Aw! Me and JB!
Self explainatory...
Etched into the sand, only to be washed away 5 secs later! haah!!
On Friday was our muck up day! Where we got to do anything and EVERYTHING to our uniforms! weee! and lemme tell you, most of us pretty much mutilated them! haha! it was hilarious the ideas that some of them came up with..! Me and Helen decided to do ours together and it turned out wonderful! took us AGES, what with the food colouring to dye the dresses and the transfer paper to print the pictures on, but it all turned out good in the end. Here are the pics!
Elles & me!

Evan and Me!

Some of the girls right b4 their trip to Hawaii!

Hel and ME with her famous FISH FACE!

Luke & me!

This was CREATIVE GENIUS! Perri, Dayno & Clinchy!

All the Year 12's. Love u guys!
More pictures of graduation night and Kim's 19th will follow soon. For now, i'm off to bed! Night world!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
11:02 PM
Graduation is tmr! Woo hoo!! I'm so excited! and what seems like an eternity of an era of adorning school uniforms is about to come to an end!I'll write more soon, but for now, i'm just too damn tired...can barely keep my eyes open. They're drooping that much. Literally.i have this weird sense of nostalgia that seems to enveloping me and encapsulating my senses. Cant quite place my finger on the reason. but oh well, hopefully it'll come to me eventually.Cause as you all know (those who know me anyways), i LOATHE not knowing. with a raving, undying passion.Sleepy time! GoodNight World!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
8:35 PM
Friday night marked the first time in approximately 2 years that i've seen so many indians congested in one place, for one solitary event. I think the last time i saw such a battalion of indians would have to be in Little India. in singapore; so i think it was more than a slight awakening for me when i saw close to 1000 indians at this function i went to with a couple of mates an my brothers. I think its called "garbhar", and it was MASSIVE! i was seriously standing there for about one entire minute, awe struck, mouth agape, just soaking it all in.
and the wonderful part is that there were people from all ages and all walks of life just dancing together in unison, with no reservations whatsoever and the multitude and myriad of colours was so beautiful. i didnt realise how much i missed being "indian" till then. you could almost taste the freedom in the air. it took us a while to get used to the steps since all the girls were wearing long skirts or saris making it rather difficult to see their feet movements, but we got it eventually, and we got to dance with the sticks too!! haha! i've always wanted to do it, and now i have! YAY ME!
Here are the pics...we were too busy dancing to take more than this..haha!
Rish, Me & Nas in b/w dances!
Us Girlies!
I have NO idea what i was doing...too hyper after all the dancing!
Me and my Bro!
The STICKS people! ARGHH!! i loved it!
and i love being indian...! the food is almost sinful, the clothes are impeccable, the colours are vibrant, the music is addictive and once you start dancing, you can't stop for anything save a desperate need for water or a sprained ankle...there's so much culture and history involved! i mean, wat more could you ask for?
Thursday, October 18, 2007
9:20 PM
The truth; Essential or Overrated?Over the course of a lifetime, we find ourselves yearning and wishing for so many things. Placing our heart and soul, our very essence into "talking" some higher power into fullfilling what we think to be our "greatest, most desperate desire". The wishes come in all forms. Some big, some small, some vibrant with a magnitude of colours, some tarnished by gut wrenching sorrow.Doesn't matter. Its all the same. A heart that wants for something. But is there really any point in mere "wishing"? Wouldnt all of our time be better spent putting in some effort in making the illusion not just a figment of our imaginations, but a fragment of our reality?
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
6:57 PM
its been 2 months to the day since you've been gone. and somehow, i find myself missing you more each day. 17th of August. One day that will forever be etched deep into my memory. The day my best friend left this world. The day i was left to pick up the peices and deal with the repercussions of loss. the day i lost the one person i could say anything and everything to without fear of being judged of being a nuisance. I miss you Kenneth. more and more each day. and i'll never stop loving you...“Suddenly I find myself remembering all sorts of things.
Seems like ages ago but in reality it was just last week that you got your wings.
I can’t seem to remember a time when the days didn’t’ feel like years.
Memories of joy and laughter have now transformed to tears.
Why didn’t fight just a little bit harder to stay?
Why oh why did I always keep my feelings at bay?
I’m so far gone now that it’s all I can do to keep breathing.
If I focus hard enough, I can almost forget the memory of you leaving.
After all this time, I still can’t believe you’re gone.
And though a new day has come, my heart’s still just as torn.
But I promise you this day. Promise that I’ll never forget to remember. Never forget to remember. Never forget to remember. You.”
Sunday, October 14, 2007
12:18 PM

Surrounded by so many, yet i feel so alone. There are so many thoughts in my head, and i want to share them, sometimes its gets to the extent that i just want to burst, to cry out, so that someone, anyone will come and hold me and just let me cry out all my pain and anguish. but yet, i'm so afraid to let anyone in, because all the experiences i have all point towards dissapointment, leaving, sadness. Not too good an insurance policy. I feel like i'm diagonally parked in a parallel world. I wanna get rid of this sadness, this overwhelming fear that i have, wanna love with no reservations, wanna smile with a light heart, wanna have a spring in my step from my carefree thoughts.. but everytime i take those first baby steps, i choke up.
"To her, each mountain, each prairie looked the same; to them, there were subtle distinctions."
Why can't i ever make out that demarcation?
That being said, my Baby Brother who isn't much of a baby anymore just turned 18 today!!! woo hoo!! So, in light of this....
HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY JOEL!! I LOVE YOU!! YOU'RE THE BEST BRO A SISTER COULD ASK FOR!!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
7:33 PM
I was on the way home today, on the Burwood Highway. The sun was just about to set, and there was this beautiful, warm glow cast over us. Like this perfect cocoon. A halo. It was so beautiful and mesmerizing that it almost took my breath away, and what made it ever more picturesque was that this perfect sunset was the backdrop for the Melbourne City skyline.
For a moment, i just gazed at it, so captivated and awe-struck that such exquisite beauty actually still existed in a world now so full of hate, war and trepidation. and at that moment, i was thankful; so grateful that God placed me here, in a place so beautiful that it can more often than not render you speechless. Just by its very existence, and it was then that i thanked God for all the beauty and wonders he has bestowed on us, and that i'm fortunate enough to be witness to.
So, in honour of my "lightbulb", "picture perfect" moment, i thought i'd share with all of you some of the beauty that i've been blessed to see...Enjoy!
A beach on the Great Ocean Road
Soverreign Hill- Ballarat
The 12 Apostles
Phillip Island
Melbourne City Skyline
The Yarra River
Flinders Street Station
The Cathedral in the heart of the city
No idea what this is, but it looked gorgeous, so i snapped!
Federation Square
Friday, October 5, 2007
12:48 PM

I'll write an entry the next time about the "Miss Highvale Pageant 2007"...think its nothing special? Think again, its the boys of the sch, the jocks, the cool guys, the smart guys, the nice guys, the quiet guys..all of em dressed up as girls and strutting it on the catwalk! WOO! haha, more next time...come back for it!
Monday, October 1, 2007
10:45 PM
I hate feeling this way. I've never felt it before , and i have no wish to feel it ever again. It's eating me up, from the inside out. I'm stuck in this rut and i'm trying to clas my way out, but somehow, i cant seem to...
Just when u think its as bad as its gonna get, it gets even more horrendously laconic. How wonderful! how damn wonderful...! I hate the person i've become, so cynical, so scared to trust anyone, to open up, to believe that life holds nothing but "glass half empty" moments. I hate it, and yet, i find myself remaining idle.
PS...Ruth & Sammy, i cant WAIT for u guys to come to Melbourne! Its gonna be AWESOME! wooo hoo!! love u guys! psk...aruna, i'm still hoping and praying for u. I havent forgotton... :)