So today I had a dream, a happy one at that. You were in it. It felt so realistic I genuinely woke up with a smile plastered to my face and had me desperately trying to fall back asleep just to experience it again.
Sometimes I forget the whole purpose of this blog, invisible dreamer. So after what feels like forever I’m going to add an entry.
So it started out at my house. We were having a gathering of some sort. Food was ready and I had just stepped out of the shower in my hideous XXL navy blue tshirt and a pair of shorts that were merely peeking through. Hair soaking wet and stuck down the sides of my face just dripping. Gross la. Anyway, I realised that there were guest sitting in the living room. My friend had showed up and she brought along a guest. I couldn’t see who it was as there was a wall blocking his full face. Managed get a sideways look by peaking and low and behold it was him. HIM. In my house again. I panicked. I can’t look like this. So I started to dry my hair with the towel. Couldn’t exactly have a change of clothes. After a while I just decided to walk through the hall to my room and I made no contact with anyone at all. I just looked forward and walked. I reached my room and start trying to look more presentable when he walked in. We had an awkward exchange of glances. We said hi and then I proceed to sit on the yoga mat which was spread on the floor(what even) and he sat on the bed. He just got back from a long trip overseas. I started talking about his journeys and wanted to know all about it and I was just basically gushing over all the pictures he had. One picture striked up and it was of his sitting on top of a cliff. That was a really great shot. He mentioned he took that in Italy( weird that that is true). We talked and laughed and it all felt too familiar. I longed for this again for the longest time. After some time he had to leave and I wanted to give him a hug good bye but everyone was there and I didn’t want to get murdered by my dad so I controlled myself. Sending him off to the lift and I said, hey let’s have a proper catch up over lunch or something to which he replied, yes that would be nice.
And that’s it.
Btw I feel fucking crazy when I was writing this post. Am I crazy? I think I am. Damn.
What’s sad is that I still think about you. If not today, tomorrow.
What’s sad is that the thing I honestly miss the most is the friendship. Nothing more. Just friendship. We made a pretty good team you can’t deny that. All I want is for you to ask me how I’m doing. Is that too much to ask? Just a simple, hey how are you? what have you been up to? That’s all. Wish things could be the same again.
What’s sad is that you probably forgot about me.
What’s sad is that we stopped talking more than a year ago and I still feel the same way.
What’s sad is that we stopped talking more than a year ago and I sometimes still cry myself to sleep.
You’ve been there through all my bad times.
What’s sad is that you’re not here for me to share all the good times with.You’re not fucking here for me to share it with.
I still think about you. If not tomorrow, the very day after.
And that’s sad.
Nothing else ever seems to hurt like the smile on your face, when it’s only in my memories.
Pictures snatched out the frame
Bitch I scratched out your name,
and your face,
What is it about you that I can’t erase?
Feels like I’m spiraling down again
And yet again there is but no one to catch the fall
And yet again I feel,
I feel the need to relive the moments
I wish I didnt want to at all
It’s sad to say I still care, I will always care
You were my first and I hoped only.
Ok so one of my new year resolution was to read the newspaper almost every day.
Now I’m thinking, maybe I can blog about some of the articles that I read? I said maybe.
Anyway most of the articles would be food science/safety related.
So this is the article ft my 80 cent kopi.
It’s about high tech farming.Vertical vegetable farms are being used as it provides higher yield when compared to traditional farming. The article talks about Sustenir Agriculture, an indoor farm which produces about 54 tonnes of vegetables a year which is highly efficient considering the small space they are working with. They grow imported varieties like the Tuscan kale and arugula .This reduces the need to import these vegetables thus lowering the carbon footprint*.
The vegetables are grown in rolling racks about 3m tall and are packed together for maximum light absorption from LEDS. The vegetables are also tube fed with nutrients and CO2 comes out through the air con ducts.They are grown and harvested withing 2 weeks which is half the time needed compared to the outdoor farms that grow vegetables under normal conditions(Sustenir Agriculture grows the vegetables between 14 to 22 deg C). They also stay fresh longer than produce imported from overseas.
Growing crops in a controlled environment has its own advantages such as lower carbon footprint and reduced water wastage.
Also, Singapore’s consumption of local produce has increased from 7% in 2010 to 12% in 2014 according to AVA.
I guess it’s good that there is a shift from traditional farming to high tech farming especially since Singapore has little land space.
Also with a global population that is projected to increase by a billion by 2050, we definitly have to resort to more efficient and high yielding methods to feed all the extra mouths. lol Food Security** uh.
*A carbon footprint is defined as: The total amount of greenhouse gases produced to directly and indirectly support human activities, usually expressed in equivalent tons of carbon dioxide (CO2)
**Food security [is] a situation that exists when all people, at all times, have physical, social and economic access to sufficient, safe and nutritious food that meets their dietary needs and food preferences for an active and healthy life
Done with my specialist dip. Done with my interview. I have all the time in world right now. Too much time tbh. I really prefer being busier and occupied. Prefer being stressed about shit. Prefer having something to look forward to.
My head’s too silent right now. You know what they say bout an empty head, it’s the devil’s workshop.
It’s 130 am and I can’t sleep.
All those thoughts I’ve worked so hard to push away are slowly creeping back in. I don’t want this.
My heart literally skipped a beat. For a second there I really thought I saw you. The height. The hair. The facial hair. The posture. You. I was like 95% sure and then I remembered that you were in a foreign land halfway across the globe. Also, the legs. This dude had straight legs lol.
Then it got me thinking. How the fuck would I have actually reacted if it really was you? Would I have ran? Or would I say hi? Just thinking about how I’d react made me kinda tear. Lol fuck. I hate it when my eyeballs get all sweaty in public. Like WHAIIIIII.
Anyway. Whatever. I shall not think about how I’d react cause comeon I probably won’t bump into you for another year or yearssss. There’s no reason why our paths would cross in the near future.