who am i?

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A girl who looks innocent on the outside but truly fiery inside.One who loves procrastinating,fell in love with lobsters dipped in melt butter, spaghetti with extra cheese, and not to forget crab accompanied with chilli shrimps. Her most fond weaknesses: a forgetful nature and a hopeless directions-giver even in places she's supposed to be familiar with.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

getting personal

i do not want to fall into another moment of your gravity...
-gravity- by sara bareilles but i just can't stop myself..

i realise how some people can be so mean sometimes...and somehow i regret i had to be there to see the ugly side of them exposed to me... backstabbing, gossiping, sadists...


i saw u from a distance, the tune you were playing to...
draw my steps nearer to you... my favourite song..
all of a sudden, my eyes narrows down its focus to you alone...
excitement ran in my blood and i exclaimed...
and then you turned around, our gazes locked... but i don't remember who u are....

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

the beauty of the world overlooked

I get lost in the beautyOf everything i see
The world ain’t as half as bad
As they paint it to beIf all the sons
If all the daughters
Stopped to take it in
Well hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin
It might start now.Well maybe I’m just dreaming out loud
-come home- by one republic ft sara basseiles

Sunday, October 11, 2009

when one gets reflective

Here's Bukit Tabur my big brother brought me too before he finally went overseas... it actually came out in the newspaper last sunday. He should really read this: If you’re scared of heights, you should give Tabur a miss. Apparently i'm one of those and i got called a sissy:<>
Sometimes we reach a point in life where we find out finally that our interest may not necessarily be our strength in life. I guess i've just reached mine. Sadly though i ponder about my choices in life, trying to make up excuses not to give up on my interest, but day by day, i realise my proficiency in english is not sufficient for me to continue battling my way through the subject. sigh..

I miss the memories we had during some netball school training. it doesn't matters if i'm not a professional as long as i train my best and give out my best, the ending will always be happy if not bittersweet. But then is then, now is now. Life gets harder as we grow up and mature. Our desires should not exclude our consience or else we will end up doing the wrong things in life. wow..This is scary, i'm becoming so reflective all of a sudden..so unlike the usual Caryn.

hey gesh!! I think I've just come to know a friend just like you. your ravinder guy??still remember him?hehe.. I miss the good old days when gesh will always be picked on by me and my fellow girlfriends... Someday we'll meet up again?? and maybe prank call some guys...whoever is the unlucky one..tsk tsk..haha..





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