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  • Wow.

    If my life were mine, it would go like this:

    After college, for a few years I will live with my closest friends and do nothing but realize myself. Then I will purchase a caravan and start touring the world in my caravan. First I will go to Switzerland, then Georgia, then maybe Nepal or somewhere in the slums but beautiful. Those years belong to myself.

    There I will meet my lover, she will be a she – but it doesn’t matter. She will leave behind the life she had and be in mine. We will ride in our caravan around any country we desire to at the moment. We go to Iceland, Greece, Denmark, Italy, England, Japan, Bolivia, Egypt.  She will dance – maybe paint – or both. I will do theater. We will both write.

    When we move on to another country we sell our old caravan and buy a new one in the new place. After awhile there will be tension, because we want a child but are afraid for the child and there will be uncertainty and that makes us forget we were once in love.

    We still write, and act, and dance (or maybe paint) – and because we have ~angsty angst it will be really tragic and ~angst so we become famous. This is where we mature and find ourselves in our art and subsequently we start to believe and we have a child using one of the fancy shmancy artificial child birth thing. We love each other again, this time more than ever.

    We have a beautiful son, (and later a daughter – but that’s for later). Our son makes us find God. We travel in our caravan. When our son is a teenager and we are over nearing fifty, we go back to where I started in Switzerland and purchase a vineyard. Our son does everything he loves and wants and succeeds, as does our daughter.

    They love to travel as we did, and they do. Slightly lonely after all the adventure, we set up a day care service in our vineyard and everyday we are surrounded by children, animals and wine and vine (or whatever it is they grow in vineyards).

    When we are over fifty many of our friends join us there and we have age gracefully.

    She will die at fifty-seven, maybe a couple of years after me or before me, and then I will go.

    Wow.

    December 2, 2010

  • if that was really you

    If that was really you.

    It was strange. Strange to have felt almost nothing but so much at the same time. As if I were of two separate times, one still remembering what it was like and the other relieved because I don’t need – or even want – this anymore.

    What struck me was the way I recognized you. I guess when someone was so much a part of your life once you identify them not by sight but almost by this sensory field radar-esque thing. Odd, I know, but true.

    So odd in fact that I somehow still doubt it was really you and felt a little silly turning around to get a better look and all at once there was this weird, weird feeling as if I were in a car with those tinted windows and everyone else can’t see what I’m looking at; like you were in an enclosure – or maybe I was.

    Anyway, in retrospect – the fact that it was so surreal made me realize how much has happened in between. I’ve learnt so much, done so much, met so many other people and although I can’t really understand the logical link in this I am suddenly grateful for where I am today and everything that happened.

    SO.

    I’m trying to get my homework done, and have so far done ONE unseen essay for literature. Which I must say left me languishing in such a thorough sense of accomplishment I forgot I still have a long, long way to go. Things to do: stop stuffing my face together with the mugsclub and/or sleeping all my time away.

    Baking/cooking/eating at Xin’s yesterday and today was so blah I can list my schedule in a couple of lines:

    wake
    eat
    sleep
    wake
    go out
    eat
    tuition
    eat
    sleep

    WOW. JUST WOW. But secretly I’m loving this life.

    :-)

    December 1, 2010

  • keep you sleepy as the south

    So I have been doing nothing constructive to my future as of recent.

    Just hanging out a lot and wasting my life away. At the same time, I’m pretty worried that As are less than a year away oh Lord. :-(

    On your to-watch list, all of you:

    Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows

    Because it’s the best yet since HP1, (which was only great cuz the trio were cute beyond words and Dumbledore wasn’t a menopausal psycho bitxh yet.) no srsly, Daniel Radcliffe went past his angst to portray something good this time. Also, stunning scenery. If not, just watch for Dobby. He’s the only CGI character I have cried so much for.

    Easy A

    Easily the best chick flick along with Mean Girls. Emma Stone was of pure talent, along with the rest of the cast – just. watch. It’s really really good.

    Tangled

    Because it is the last Disney Princess movie to ever be produced. No wait – just get it on DVD.

    Kokuhaku

    ARE YOU KIDDING FRICKIN’ AWESOME AS ALWAYS MINDFUCKING JAPANESE PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER. No missing this.

    The Other Guys

    The trailer was LOL so maybe.

    I HAVE ALSO BEEN DOING LOTS OF READING.

    BECAUSE OF THIS:

    You’re supposed to bold the ones you’ve read and italicize the ones you’ve read parts/excerpts of. Most people have read at least an average of six by middle age or something. It also made me feel really inferior cause I haven’t heard of a full quarter and have read less than half on the list.

    1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen

    2 The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien

    3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte

    4 Harry Potter series – JK Rowling

    5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee

    6 The Bible

    7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte

    8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell

    9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman

    10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens

    11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott

    12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy

    13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller

    14 Complete Works of Shakespeare

    15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier

    16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien

    17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks

    18 Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger

    19 The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger

    20 Middlemarch – George Eliot

    21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell

    22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald

    23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens

    24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy

    25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams

    26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh

    27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky

    28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck

    29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carrol

    30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame

    31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy

    32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens

    33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis

    34 Emma – Jane Austen

    35 Persuasion – Jane Austen

    36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis

    37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini

    38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Berniere

    39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden

    40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne

    41 Animal Farm – George Orwell

    42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown

    43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez

    44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving

    45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins

    46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery

    47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy

    48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood

    49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding

    50 Atonement – Ian McEwan

    51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel

    52 Dune – Frank Herbert

    53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons

    54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen

    55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth

    56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon

    57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens

    58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley

    59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon

    60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez

    61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck

    62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov

    63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt

    64 The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold

    65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas

    66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac

    67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy

    68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding

    69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie

    70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville

    71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens

    72 Dracula – Bram Stoker

    73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett

    74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson

    75 Ulysses – James Joyce

    76 The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath

    77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome

    78 Germinal – Emile Zola

    79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray

    80 Possession – AS Byatt

    81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens

    82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell

    83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker

    84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro

    85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert

    86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry

    87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White

    88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom

    89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

    90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton

    91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad

    92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery

    93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks

    94 Watership Down – Richard Adams

    95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole

    96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute

    97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas

    98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare

    99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl

    100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

    In repentance, I picked up The Time-traveler’s Wife and The Alchemist so as to (however minutely) improve my literary scope. After that I will prolly give in to guilty indulgence and eat up some chick lit.

    So as you can see, I’m going nowhere on the academic scale neither am I pimpin’ my portfolio like the rest of the J1 world is. All I’m doing is.. idk. Reading and Lookbooking and Watching Movies and being an obnoxiously carefree teen.

    Now to watch Big Bang Theory and then 3 Sisters later (which I got scammed into offering 20 bux for. No srsly, 20 bux and NO TRANSPORT? Angst.)

    Alright laterzx.

    November 27, 2010

  • HI.

    I KNOW, I’M SORRY.

    I want to live my life as a hobo riding in a caravan around the world frying wild chicken with a fire made from sticks.

    November 23, 2010

  • Sleepover Musts

    I can’t get sick of this.

    November 14, 2010

  • Camp Re:Act!

    Camp ReAct was just.. pure fabulous.

    All the moments of crazy, of high, of absolute creativity and spontaneity.

    You kids really inspire me. :-)

    <3

    November 14, 2010

  • きゅうけい

    Took the day off to rest.

    It was an invigorating day reducing the self into a sitcom-watching, eating, napping non-contributor to Lee’s social state. And a well-deserved one too – at least according to my yardstick for what over-worked is. After tearful days of trying to meet the mentorship deadline (and failing rather miserably), chionging for Oral Presentation, the actual presentation, followed by 5 hours of training, I was ready to kill any bitch standing between my bed and I.

    So I ate six dumplings and cheese fries and promptly fell asleep in front of the telly.

    And then woke up mid-day, ate, watched the telly (sometimes concurrently), and then fell dead to the world after awhile. It’s like I’m on life support and it’s of such very shoddy quality I’m unable to sustain past 2 hours of Cougar Town.

    The only thing that managed to dupe me out of my stupor was the redolence of dinner.

    In retrospect I really do sound (at least in cyberspace) like a morbidly obese unemployed American man who eats off the can, steals his neighbor’s cable, and whose greatest achievement is getting a 12 year old online to believe he’s George Clooney. Offense to Americans fully intended.

    But I’m not that. I’m just a wasting teenager who believes for this to be appropriate preparation for facilitating a three day camp. After which I will be COMPLETELY FREE. Except of course there’s the whole A LEVEL EXAMINATION NEXT YEAR shizz. I’ll be spiraling into impending madness soon TQVM. Watch me stay alive.

    ALSO, WHAT IS WITH TUMBLR?

    I don’t get why it’s even a blog? Is it a representation of how degenerate the human capability to produce original statements has become? Because, idk, this whole REBLOGGING shit? You’re essentially just regurgitating pretty stuff you like online. That’s kind of like cheating, and discouraging self creation. It’s appalling and yes I’m looking straight at you Sim Xin Yi.

    I’d rather have just one incoherent misspelled post from you then five hundred reblogs of Ron Weasley angst and/or whimsical photos of girls I don’t know looking spastic on a rustic sea of grass and balloons. If you know what I mean.

    POST. YOU ARE BETTER THAN THAT BETCH.

    November 9, 2010

  • Right Now

    Right now I aim to rediscover myself.

    It’s a little frustrating, with all the work going on when what I really wanted post-promos is a little rest and alone time-

    I just wanna lay around and sleep to be completely honest.

    But life goes on~ (and poems due in 1 day.)

    :-(

    Well, so. Yeah I’m off Facebook, Twitter and MSN if you’ve noticed. Nothing specific, and I really haven’t been planning it at all. It was just a sudden need to get off this cyber-life we’re all revolving around, a whole lot of other reasons including distraction and privacy.

    And another, I don’t want my social life to be dependent on the internet. I hate the way I’m so accustomed to random, truncated online conversations. So I’m doing it old school.

    I can be found via email or phone- I promise to reply ASAP. Spam me all you want.

    Peace out y’all, see you when I do. <3

    November 6, 2010

  • Stage: Renewal.

    (more…)

    November 6, 2010

  • Sry Xin…

    …for constantly koping your blog posts of our conversations as fillers.

    WQ:  I AM GNA PLAY ROBOT UNICORN ATTACK

    XIN: SRSLY? I JUDGE YOU

    WQ: WHY?  And on my newsfeed it says:  YOUR MORE AWESOME HALF OF FRIENDS ARE PLAYING UNICORN ROBOT ATTACK

    XIN: K OBVIOUSLY THEY ARE LYING TO YOU, BECAUSE IF IT WERE YOUR MORE AWESOME HALF I WOULD BE IN THAT LIST. BUT I’M NOT. HENCE LOGIC FAIL.

    WQ:  Yeap.  WOHOHO.

    XIN: ???

    WQ:  LOL  I dno… There are just so many angles of criticism here anticipating, I dunno which to choose.

    XIN: ARE YOU DRUNK

    WQ: NO LA haha

    XIN:  NO SRSLY ARE YOU DRUNK? BECAUSE I DONT GET WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT AND IT SCARES ME.

    WQ: omg am i drunk!?  ALL I DRANK TODAY WAS MILO PLUS COFFEE BUBBLE TEA and like, plain water so idk.  I also dno what I’m saying BUT I’M NOT DRUNK.  Maybe just degenerated
    intelligence wise

    XIN:
    k maybe your house was like sprayed with with alcohol. I feel so autistic,  it took me 7 tries and google to spell alcohol.  BUT BESIDES THAT. MAYBE THEY SPRAY IT IN YOUR HOUSE.  LIKE YOU CAN SPRAY BUTTER AND OIL RIGHT?  FOR BAKING!  SO MAYBE THEY DID IT TO YOUR HOUSE BUT IN ALCOHOL!

    WQ:  Um…  MAYBE YOU ARE THE DRUNK ONE

    XIN:  K i just realised how deranged I sound.  I’M JUST GOING TO STOP TALKING NOW BECAUSE I THINK DRUNKENESS IS CONTAGIOUS.  THROUGH THE INTERNET.

    WQ: HAHAHAHA

    October 23, 2010

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