when i walked into the airport terminal this evening, i was caught quite unexpectedly for what i felt; the feeling of missing something that has been forgotten but somehow the body remembers and when the scent of the terminal hits me, all those memories of traveling suddenly makes me yearn to grab a ticket and backpack once more.

as i rode on the sky train gazing out the window, i saw people walking towards their gate, while some stood waiting for boarding to commence. i miss that feeling, walking alone in the transit area and the excitement of what's to come. somehow it's like as what paul theroux will say, traveling is the most ideal way to simply disappear.

there's all these

oh my gosh, the last time i baked something was in February and now it's already the middle of March. i've got quite a few numbers i wanna attempt but i need a long weekend to work the wonders. i am craving for the smell of vanilla, the sound of my kitchen mixer and the wamth of my oven.

just a few days ago the moon graced the night sky with her beauty and how magnificent it was to see the night sun. the clouds, like ripples across the water illuminated with a mysterious bluish grey hue that seems only to make the night more eerie. and with all her style, i saw the moonlight shattering into sparkles, twinkling pieces of diamonds on the sea as i marched by.

you know at times when you are dead bored but your friends are either working or busy studying or worst still, overseas; i feel so alone. i wanna go osaka please.

another note, i guess

as the cab drove down the expressway in the early morning, the sun rose above the buildings and those warm glorious rays of light simply poured into the cab. the feeling was familiar, like those times when you are on a holiday and the sun rises just as you are reaching the destination. still a little blur from the sleep but when you look out the window the view is stunning.

last week i was in the bus on the way home on a saturday morning and i realised how much i miss those days when i was having breakfast in a coffee shop. aunties strolling to the market, kids off to school for whatever reasons and those people off to work. then there are also those scenes where neighbours catch up and gossip on their way back from the market. how singaporean.

just a note

seriously these days i have no idea what to write about, i mean life is already sad enough and gosh the sky is awfully dark. where was i again? anyway i was reading this article on kate winslet on why she's the best actress in time magazine and it was really quite a piece that somehow made me a little more happy about the situation i'm in now.

lately whenever i go catch a movie with my friends, i kinda feel depress at the end of the screening cause the next evening i have to return back to camp. life really comes to a halt and it seems everything is moving on and yet i am stuck. i just look forward to that august when life gets back on track.

oh i am in need of a holiday, one to hong kong will do just great.