Hello (=
this will be the last post for a leave of a certain period of absence.
Until then, a few humble words. (=
Thank You to all the friends for the warm messages. you will all be cherished in heart and often [ not tooo often la, siao. XD] thought about. (=
My family, hmm. my turn, i suppose, after my sister's sojourn to australia.They'll be alright.
Since the blog is a self-indulgent [admit it, ye bloggers. no point denying that =p] tool of expression , as so far as it doesnt land you in trouble for whatever you wish to type, then, dear reader, humour me as i go through the simple paces.
i will miss home. as to the extent, let me find out so. it is merely a trip of longer proportions, in all practical terms.
i take it as an opportunity to know God and my own embattered faith. again, how much of an extent is measured in large parts by the individual, so...
there is anxious uncertainty. There is also excitement. there is also a certain amount of sadness in which, if what im typing does not reach you...and only you alone.. then..there is nothing more i can do (=
there is also the internet. -_0
there is also change.
.........
& there are also the taiwanese girls. coughs. ..............heh.
till then, to all whom i care, cherish, love, neglect, taken for granted, abused, confused and so many more for,
God bless you.
I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
but she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually changed
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me
11 September, 2008
08 September, 2008
Lazy Afternoon
eeNoob slept for awhile this afternoon. (:
I'm a pig!!!!
Oh noes.
Never mind. Soccer later!!!
I'm a pig!!!!
Oh noes.
Never mind. Soccer later!!!
07 September, 2008
Good morning! im happy (; the gum bleeding stopped and the swelling went down (; no Zee its no TTOTM.. you ass. (;
federer shows us why he was no1 for soooo long this early morning battling aside the world no3 Djokovic. His moments of unparalleled magic may wow & thrill the crowd, but what was special was his inability to even give up when Djokovic seemed intent on putting the Federer express on in his tracks . sure, everybody loves a winner but right now, for me, Federer epitomises the undaunted, the self-belief embodiment of an athlete. To keep on going no matter how improbable things may turn out. To clinch victory in his hands. even defeat, wont be a loss because he carved out what he already could., giving everything. for me, its not so much that he kept his invincibility when he was top of the tennis world. its right now, we see him, a human, achieving incredible feats. bravo.
Another piece of news that was particularly touching and inspiring was the opening paralympics. pity the world forgets that we have such outstanding athletes. i refuse to even type handicap because i think, in many aspects, they appreciate and love life, people etc so much more than us able bodied idiots. when i saw that Chinese guy climbing up vertically in his damm wheelchair to lit the paralympic flame ...it just puts a lot of things back into perspective once more. no doubt it moved many to tears.aye suffice to put it i got thoroughly moved. hurray! (;
The human spirit. yesterday was dark and crushing, though calming. this morning in the darkness sport once again, even in its commercial induction, moved me. Like Lord Ferg. with his smile and 3 words..."they can talk" (: football fans will know what im talking about.wheverer the challenges come you just have to accept it.it doesnt change anything.
im at the stage of going through so many self examinations that its no longer an expression of being down in the dumps.not so much like last year. but i think, at the end of this, is a small beam of shinshine.its not really that bright, but..nevertheless comforting.
at this point i want to..express my gratefulness and appreciation to all you pals! & to a certain person, thank you too. i know i probably confused you with my words. hah. i just want you to know how thankful i am, these past few months that you've always been by my side....& i didnt even realsie it! ><>
(: thank you, ci en. you always make me happy and put a smile on my face. (;
federer shows us why he was no1 for soooo long this early morning battling aside the world no3 Djokovic. His moments of unparalleled magic may wow & thrill the crowd, but what was special was his inability to even give up when Djokovic seemed intent on putting the Federer express on in his tracks . sure, everybody loves a winner but right now, for me, Federer epitomises the undaunted, the self-belief embodiment of an athlete. To keep on going no matter how improbable things may turn out. To clinch victory in his hands. even defeat, wont be a loss because he carved out what he already could., giving everything. for me, its not so much that he kept his invincibility when he was top of the tennis world. its right now, we see him, a human, achieving incredible feats. bravo.
Another piece of news that was particularly touching and inspiring was the opening paralympics. pity the world forgets that we have such outstanding athletes. i refuse to even type handicap because i think, in many aspects, they appreciate and love life, people etc so much more than us able bodied idiots. when i saw that Chinese guy climbing up vertically in his damm wheelchair to lit the paralympic flame ...it just puts a lot of things back into perspective once more. no doubt it moved many to tears.aye suffice to put it i got thoroughly moved. hurray! (;
The human spirit. yesterday was dark and crushing, though calming. this morning in the darkness sport once again, even in its commercial induction, moved me. Like Lord Ferg. with his smile and 3 words..."they can talk" (: football fans will know what im talking about.wheverer the challenges come you just have to accept it.it doesnt change anything.
im at the stage of going through so many self examinations that its no longer an expression of being down in the dumps.not so much like last year. but i think, at the end of this, is a small beam of shinshine.its not really that bright, but..nevertheless comforting.
at this point i want to..express my gratefulness and appreciation to all you pals! & to a certain person, thank you too. i know i probably confused you with my words. hah. i just want you to know how thankful i am, these past few months that you've always been by my side....& i didnt even realsie it! ><>
(: thank you, ci en. you always make me happy and put a smile on my face. (;
God, my Good Lord, i come to you in confidence.
Lord teach me courage to change the things i can. & more courage to confront the things i know i cannot.
Lord guide me with your infinite wisdom to tell the difference to change what i can & cannot
Lord with your grace, serenity to what has been done and cannot be undone.
Father, i try, not to give up. no longer how much beating it takes. patience, and love. like a small sapling that eventually grows into a tree. its not how much love we have in the beginning. its how much that keeps us together in the end...and You teach me this constantly. I Thank You.... Lord with your gentle mercy and everlasting love.. i pray this upon everyone. amen.
Lord teach me courage to change the things i can. & more courage to confront the things i know i cannot.
Lord guide me with your infinite wisdom to tell the difference to change what i can & cannot
Lord with your grace, serenity to what has been done and cannot be undone.
Father, i try, not to give up. no longer how much beating it takes. patience, and love. like a small sapling that eventually grows into a tree. its not how much love we have in the beginning. its how much that keeps us together in the end...and You teach me this constantly. I Thank You.... Lord with your gentle mercy and everlasting love.. i pray this upon everyone. amen.
06 September, 2008
fragile lucidity
hello (=
Its speaks echoes, when someone you should trust becomes a person of suspect no matter what they say. that every single word said is received with the insertion of doubt and suspicion. Against every fibre of emotion emitted toward the person lies the seeds of mistrust and deceit. & gentle reader, slow resentment.
its a flaw of my own to expect honesty from anybody. ideally even that comes across as far fetched. when it occurs to a person you thought you can place your love in acts according otherwise- to some, a nasty shock, to me, a dull disappointment- does one dive deeper into cynicism? or does one allow himself to?
reading the blog of the girl, who's boyfriend died in Brunei [ the oct case] & hearing the.......from zee.
i pity, and i almost empathize completely with her. she is strong, but in breavement, she seeks no solace. grief is her friend, though it will offer her no words of comfort. sleep is her ally, though it be brief. how long will she hold, or move on, it is a dark valley she alone will have to traverse. her memories with him, will pull and or push her towards closure or entanglement. that alone. none of us will fully comprehend the extent the abyss that she is in, that she looks at everyday, nor the depth of how abyss looks at her.
still bleeding. it isnt a dark day, despite the content of my post. the rain is lovely, and its sets me asleep in a gentle lullaby. it makes me think, and there is clarity, not chaos.
sometimes, i wish. that you will just come and take me away.
Its speaks echoes, when someone you should trust becomes a person of suspect no matter what they say. that every single word said is received with the insertion of doubt and suspicion. Against every fibre of emotion emitted toward the person lies the seeds of mistrust and deceit. & gentle reader, slow resentment.
its a flaw of my own to expect honesty from anybody. ideally even that comes across as far fetched. when it occurs to a person you thought you can place your love in acts according otherwise- to some, a nasty shock, to me, a dull disappointment- does one dive deeper into cynicism? or does one allow himself to?
reading the blog of the girl, who's boyfriend died in Brunei [ the oct case] & hearing the.......from zee.
i pity, and i almost empathize completely with her. she is strong, but in breavement, she seeks no solace. grief is her friend, though it will offer her no words of comfort. sleep is her ally, though it be brief. how long will she hold, or move on, it is a dark valley she alone will have to traverse. her memories with him, will pull and or push her towards closure or entanglement. that alone. none of us will fully comprehend the extent the abyss that she is in, that she looks at everyday, nor the depth of how abyss looks at her.
still bleeding. it isnt a dark day, despite the content of my post. the rain is lovely, and its sets me asleep in a gentle lullaby. it makes me think, and there is clarity, not chaos.
sometimes, i wish. that you will just come and take me away.
duuuuudes (=
someone's uber shy. =D
not so shy. =D
ta daaaa. & her purse makes an apperance
Zinger (=
ManHunt '09
sleeping position form IVfrom the zen master heng
Ning's meatballs. 8D
salt and caramel tastes surprisingly good. ((=
clarice decides her fave old man was churchill.
pre-ns-oct-2nd left man.
marc shows how to play the guitar one leg standing.
clarice aspires to join NS with the boys
mr pre-ns-oct-2nd lefty in action.
zen of a cat's stare
((=
somebody's unsuitable prezzie
our gain.
wingsum.
yunyee-celebrity cam-er
jehan and her candybar
....
........................05 September, 2008
the little things;
i never thought they mean anything to me.
hello (= the surgery went off pretty well. by the time i woke up i was already wheeled into the rest/hold area where a hilarious [back then. anything was funny] situation happened. i was awake, but so bloody tired, so whenever i fall alseep my heart rate will drop below 60. the machine would scream urgent , loud beeps that woke me up and had the nurses rushign over to switch if off and check on me. repeatedly, so i gave up sleeping and consigned to feel my face--totally numbness. all i could taste was predictably blood.
lost quite a bit of blood. when they took out my first guaze it was thoroughly soaked-crimson no longer aptly described the hue. it was so dark it was almost dyed black-red.it continues to bleed, even at this moment, though no longer so much. inverse to say, for the growing pain. (=
went back home[thank God for a car] and fell asleep. its..actually more dramatic but right now, im too muted/tired/stunted to go into detail. as such its porridge & babyfood for a week.
i feel so stupid.
fool.
all along.
i chose not to see.
all i can offer is a gentle shake of the head and a woeful smile. if theres even such a thing.
foolish. foolish. foolish.
hello (= the surgery went off pretty well. by the time i woke up i was already wheeled into the rest/hold area where a hilarious [back then. anything was funny] situation happened. i was awake, but so bloody tired, so whenever i fall alseep my heart rate will drop below 60. the machine would scream urgent , loud beeps that woke me up and had the nurses rushign over to switch if off and check on me. repeatedly, so i gave up sleeping and consigned to feel my face--totally numbness. all i could taste was predictably blood.
lost quite a bit of blood. when they took out my first guaze it was thoroughly soaked-crimson no longer aptly described the hue. it was so dark it was almost dyed black-red.it continues to bleed, even at this moment, though no longer so much. inverse to say, for the growing pain. (=
went back home[thank God for a car] and fell asleep. its..actually more dramatic but right now, im too muted/tired/stunted to go into detail. as such its porridge & babyfood for a week.
i feel so stupid.
fool.
all along.
i chose not to see.
all i can offer is a gentle shake of the head and a woeful smile. if theres even such a thing.
foolish. foolish. foolish.
hello...
before surgery, a little bit to share.
sometimes the things you thought you'd long forgotten surface.
which is fine until they appear in your dreams.
this particular leaves, i believe, a similar experience. not necessary of loss, but a possible sense of disorientation.
do you know whats it about?
a hint, a vestige, a little left over ember glow of that love.
a love reserved for a certain soul.
i loved you once.
let that be enough.
but i cant help but be reminded, as i have, this morning, how....lovely..
do you remember how it was like?
we were both soaked to the toe.
i stood alone, grinning as i waited for you to make your way; towards me;
in a dejected but still cheerful demeanour.
the way your hair, the way the wet clothing clung to your svelte figure
the way you tied it up..still puts a smile upon my face.
lets go! i said , as you finally reached up to me.
you whispered your plan in a sideway glance.
another sideway glance, that faint, wry smile.
the way the droplets roll down your cheeks, that little babyfats still existent.
how the shinning wetness glistened upron your brows, how you bit your lower lip...
as i stood there, allowing you to catch up, perhaps in pity, perhaps in empathy
not yet in realisation.
as you turned to face me with that silly, sunshine grin even under near twilight skies
another side glance
you held my right hand.
& changed everything.
fingers interlocked, eyes on each other. how then, i knew right away, you already stole my heart right under my nose. in your shy , lovely way that only you, and you alone, know.
how i acted nonchalant,as we ran....inside, the thundering beats just grew louder...
& so i awake this morning, with a smile on my face.
i loved you once. let that be enough.
it might not have gotten to anywhere else had we allowed it to.
a pleasant memory.no more, no less.
in the morning hours of now
my heart beats with a dull, keen ache still.
i loved you once. as did you.
you gave me awesome memories. i hope i gave you some too.
let them rest for good. let them come up, sleeping , into my dreams once in a while. i wont mind.
not if its yours that you made for me. i dont think you would mind either .dont be disturbed by it (=
but let that, be enough.
before surgery, a little bit to share.
sometimes the things you thought you'd long forgotten surface.
which is fine until they appear in your dreams.
this particular leaves, i believe, a similar experience. not necessary of loss, but a possible sense of disorientation.
do you know whats it about?
a hint, a vestige, a little left over ember glow of that love.
a love reserved for a certain soul.
i loved you once.
let that be enough.
but i cant help but be reminded, as i have, this morning, how....lovely..
do you remember how it was like?
we were both soaked to the toe.
i stood alone, grinning as i waited for you to make your way; towards me;
in a dejected but still cheerful demeanour.
the way your hair, the way the wet clothing clung to your svelte figure
the way you tied it up..still puts a smile upon my face.
lets go! i said , as you finally reached up to me.
you whispered your plan in a sideway glance.
another sideway glance, that faint, wry smile.
the way the droplets roll down your cheeks, that little babyfats still existent.
how the shinning wetness glistened upron your brows, how you bit your lower lip...
as i stood there, allowing you to catch up, perhaps in pity, perhaps in empathy
not yet in realisation.
as you turned to face me with that silly, sunshine grin even under near twilight skies
another side glance
you held my right hand.
& changed everything.
fingers interlocked, eyes on each other. how then, i knew right away, you already stole my heart right under my nose. in your shy , lovely way that only you, and you alone, know.
how i acted nonchalant,as we ran....inside, the thundering beats just grew louder...
& so i awake this morning, with a smile on my face.
i loved you once. let that be enough.
it might not have gotten to anywhere else had we allowed it to.
a pleasant memory.no more, no less.
in the morning hours of now
my heart beats with a dull, keen ache still.
i loved you once. as did you.
you gave me awesome memories. i hope i gave you some too.
let them rest for good. let them come up, sleeping , into my dreams once in a while. i wont mind.
not if its yours that you made for me. i dont think you would mind either .dont be disturbed by it (=
but let that, be enough.
03 September, 2008
Harro! intended to update this last night but was caught in an absorbing read of watchmen. Other than that its been the pretty much sedentary civilian lifestyle so once deeply craved and now chucked carelessly with an easy nonchalance. Other than a run and some sucky soccer-more on that in a while- its been pretty much a very quiet period of time. Its enjoyable, because i know its about the only time left i get to slack and rot like this in a near-non consequential manner.
In brief, football yesterday was thoroughly unpleasant because the people we palyed against seem to be more intent on breaking legs. its fine to do it in the name of a mischievous fun but on a regular basis? it wasnt much a challenge either.
Watchmen! ((= its not like the common super-hero storyline, but insteads spins a sombre, sobering tale on the fatal flaws of humanity. yeah, its pretty bleak even as i kinda struggled with reading it in a graphic novel form [ eh, manga IS different kay ((= ] what i like is that like batman, everybodys' flawed. even the watchmen themselves are fully susceptible to mistakes , and the prices they pay last longer-in some instances, unpredictable- to the extent their lives become a torn down husk of their former selves. batman will fit in right here with the emotional anguish and pain, but other that that, i cant think of any other superhero film released thus far to even come close to the bill. then again, watchmen stands proudly alone , redefining the genre- abolishing the thresholds of what makes a a particular form of medium of expression. its highly recommended, but as i fortunately do have the time, do ponder a little. otherwise you'll be left disturbed by the ruthless, and very honest parallels that still exist with that alternate 1985 world in comparsion to ours.
as you busy people will already know by now im super free- hence the news papers reading. two things spring to mind, that is, the clearing up of our food in food courts and the mess we usually make in cinemas [ no some of you. im talking FOOD stuff here. pl0x XD ] ps. though they did find some condoms...o.0! must be the wee early morning shows. i hope. BUT the main point is, yeah, made me a lil ashamed of myself of the former. i mean, in army we're taught to return what we use, so why cant i do it in food courts or fast food areas? dont give me the bullshit its part of the cleaner's job scope. i dont remember dogs' poo being cleaned up by estate cleaners. i dont recall that you can whore items and them throw them away. bullshit. booo me too. ))= i resolve to make a conscious effort to return my trays and be courteous by saying thank you to the cleaners. not for the show of it but because i appreciate it. its NOT easy, clearing up the mess of so many people in so little time. next time, before you leave the place, think, of the mess before your eyes that you, my dear non-artistically intentionally inclined, no how you plan to clean up the table [oh be a spot, would you, stop all those self-masturbatory, divine thoughts -of -a-man/woman-on-a-mission-to-complete-his/her/it-tasks for once =p ] and then proceeed with the next 10. imagine picking up the spitted bones on the greasy table. and thats if you're lucky ((=
as for th e cinemas....so how? booo. got me chuckling when i read a comment of a lady saying that the people should have at least the decency to sweep the popcorn off the chairs. my dear stupid girl, i think you miss the point of it all entirely. we eat, like pigs. we consume, worse than pigs. pretty much unbecoming. sweep it off? nah. why dont you use it for tiny ballistic missiles to anyone who either, uses the phone, or becomes a film narrator, or , loves to make farty noises like you? ((= Heres a thought, why cant we just carry out our own crap and then dump into thrash bags provided by the attendants [ hey, one step at a time =p. self-reliance is an alien concept to us] so we'll make things easier. maybe 30 years down the road one of our spawn will realise that its his/her/its responsibility to bring their own crap and find a bin to dump it into. not the nursery nanny style his/her/its not very smart predecessors were subjected to.
fun over.
thats not much to post, not no a weekday----indulging in much free time. oh. back burner bummer. ((+
errr. simple enough..actually.
i love you?
hmmm.....
yeah i guess pretty much thats what on my mind.
I, love you. (=
i think.
In brief, football yesterday was thoroughly unpleasant because the people we palyed against seem to be more intent on breaking legs. its fine to do it in the name of a mischievous fun but on a regular basis? it wasnt much a challenge either.
Watchmen! ((= its not like the common super-hero storyline, but insteads spins a sombre, sobering tale on the fatal flaws of humanity. yeah, its pretty bleak even as i kinda struggled with reading it in a graphic novel form [ eh, manga IS different kay ((= ] what i like is that like batman, everybodys' flawed. even the watchmen themselves are fully susceptible to mistakes , and the prices they pay last longer-in some instances, unpredictable- to the extent their lives become a torn down husk of their former selves. batman will fit in right here with the emotional anguish and pain, but other that that, i cant think of any other superhero film released thus far to even come close to the bill. then again, watchmen stands proudly alone , redefining the genre- abolishing the thresholds of what makes a a particular form of medium of expression. its highly recommended, but as i fortunately do have the time, do ponder a little. otherwise you'll be left disturbed by the ruthless, and very honest parallels that still exist with that alternate 1985 world in comparsion to ours.
as you busy people will already know by now im super free- hence the news papers reading. two things spring to mind, that is, the clearing up of our food in food courts and the mess we usually make in cinemas [ no some of you. im talking FOOD stuff here. pl0x XD ] ps. though they did find some condoms...o.0! must be the wee early morning shows. i hope. BUT the main point is, yeah, made me a lil ashamed of myself of the former. i mean, in army we're taught to return what we use, so why cant i do it in food courts or fast food areas? dont give me the bullshit its part of the cleaner's job scope. i dont remember dogs' poo being cleaned up by estate cleaners. i dont recall that you can whore items and them throw them away. bullshit. booo me too. ))= i resolve to make a conscious effort to return my trays and be courteous by saying thank you to the cleaners. not for the show of it but because i appreciate it. its NOT easy, clearing up the mess of so many people in so little time. next time, before you leave the place, think, of the mess before your eyes that you, my dear non-artistically intentionally inclined, no how you plan to clean up the table [oh be a spot, would you, stop all those self-masturbatory, divine thoughts -of -a-man/woman-on-a-mission-to-complete-his/her/it-tasks for once =p ] and then proceeed with the next 10. imagine picking up the spitted bones on the greasy table. and thats if you're lucky ((=
as for th e cinemas....so how? booo. got me chuckling when i read a comment of a lady saying that the people should have at least the decency to sweep the popcorn off the chairs. my dear stupid girl, i think you miss the point of it all entirely. we eat, like pigs. we consume, worse than pigs. pretty much unbecoming. sweep it off? nah. why dont you use it for tiny ballistic missiles to anyone who either, uses the phone, or becomes a film narrator, or , loves to make farty noises like you? ((= Heres a thought, why cant we just carry out our own crap and then dump into thrash bags provided by the attendants [ hey, one step at a time =p. self-reliance is an alien concept to us] so we'll make things easier. maybe 30 years down the road one of our spawn will realise that its his/her/its responsibility to bring their own crap and find a bin to dump it into. not the nursery nanny style his/her/its not very smart predecessors were subjected to.
fun over.
thats not much to post, not no a weekday----indulging in much free time. oh. back burner bummer. ((+
errr. simple enough..actually.
i love you?
hmmm.....
yeah i guess pretty much thats what on my mind.
I, love you. (=
i think.
01 September, 2008
eeNoob
Hahahaha! yes yes, im mr eenoob (=
said goodbye to everyone at stagmont.
most wont be around when i come back.but its a good thing. ord loh!
yesterday was throughly pleasant.
i miss the laughters, easy, pleasant company in ah peh's place [ eh, seriously, you resemble a uncle at the coffeeshop totally D= ]
tomorrow, a lengthy post!
said goodbye to everyone at stagmont.
most wont be around when i come back.but its a good thing. ord loh!
yesterday was throughly pleasant.
i miss the laughters, easy, pleasant company in ah peh's place [ eh, seriously, you resemble a uncle at the coffeeshop totally D= ]
tomorrow, a lengthy post!
31 August, 2008
quaint
ThankYou to Wey, for all the unintended amusement you gave us today with your err. slightly ill-informed faux pas purchases- heroic rendezvous rocks eh! [i HEART the damm cards]
ThankYou Carista, for your great and lovely company. grow fatter kay, my food buddy! thanks so much for the shirt. err....i promise not to discriminate pink. not too much anyway =x
because;
in my end is my beginning.
ThankYou Carista, for your great and lovely company. grow fatter kay, my food buddy! thanks so much for the shirt. err....i promise not to discriminate pink. not too much anyway =x
because;
in my end is my beginning.
| What the House Test Says About You |
 You are a fairly community oriented person. You like to get to know your neighbors, but you also like your privacy. You get attached to neighborhoods and cities. You are a calm, contemplative, and smart person. You take ideas very seriously. You take good care of your physical appearance. You dress well, stay in shape, and do your best to look great. You are moved by romance and love. You are optimistic about people, and you love hearing about happy endings. |
| You Are a Chocolate Shake |
 You are an expressive, over the top person. You're naturally dramatic. You're the type of person who always chooses quality over quantity. Life's too short to not have optimal experiences. You're proud of being picky. |
| What Your Sunglasses Say About You |
 Your sense of fashion is based on your own personal creativity. You need to be shaded from the mundane parts of life. You feel sunniest when you can express yourself freely and without judgment. |
| You Are a Heart |
 Your greatest wish is to have harmony in all of your relationships. You can't help loving people, even when they're incredibly flawed. You are a true romantic, and you are willing to give almost anyone a second chance. |
| You are the Sense of Sight |
 You are able to take in a lot of information at once. You often see things that other people never notice. You have a good eye for design and aesthetics. You love to be surrounded by beauty - natural or not. When you imagine how something should look, you see it clearly in your mind. |
You Should Be a Film Writer |
 You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen! |
30 August, 2008
the 107th
& its the last time. that i wear that green ting ting ((=
said goodbye to new pals made at cck. thanks guys. you made the past few weeks less monotonous,. its been a real good time hanging and crapping with you all ((= some, will ord by the time i return. others, will be posted elsewhere. a few will remain. if we could, and may fate dictate us the gift of a chance, to gather once more and have a errr. "cohesion" ((=
till then, we fly.
met up with huiting,zhikai, aung & jess for dinner last night to say goodbye to mr nco leaving for harabin. i'll see you again in more than a year's time, but yeah well. true freinds we'll always be, so no worries ((=
& oh, you're just too short for the...XD
a night of many partings, and with quite a few more to come.
its been a week of more muses., though at this point im certainly musing mostly on a few people. the realisation of their impacts in my life.
tonight. im still tinkering a ting ting thinking.
said goodbye to new pals made at cck. thanks guys. you made the past few weeks less monotonous,. its been a real good time hanging and crapping with you all ((= some, will ord by the time i return. others, will be posted elsewhere. a few will remain. if we could, and may fate dictate us the gift of a chance, to gather once more and have a errr. "cohesion" ((=
till then, we fly.
met up with huiting,zhikai, aung & jess for dinner last night to say goodbye to mr nco leaving for harabin. i'll see you again in more than a year's time, but yeah well. true freinds we'll always be, so no worries ((=
& oh, you're just too short for the...XD
a night of many partings, and with quite a few more to come.
its been a week of more muses., though at this point im certainly musing mostly on a few people. the realisation of their impacts in my life.
tonight. im still tinkering a ting ting thinking.
28 August, 2008
its certainly too dry; you could almost see it wet.
Ah yes freedom! had quite a good time in slackmore, despite the travelling distance being a real bitch.[ resigningly not complains] no, its the amount of time wasted that digusts.[ is trying hard not to whine further]
still, its quite the overall postive experience. before that i never travelled further to the west unless good , sensible reasons purposes me to. so in the spare, bored time i took a good look at the west side of the island and the people. some subtle differences. so many many more girls =p
and qutie a few cute + hot ones in white uniform[ i dont know the damm school. certainly not RV.] yay =d hurrah to temporary eye candies...
so lame, al lof this nonsense. im bored. rawrr. time to plan and make outings!
still, its quite the overall postive experience. before that i never travelled further to the west unless good , sensible reasons purposes me to. so in the spare, bored time i took a good look at the west side of the island and the people. some subtle differences. so many many more girls =p
and qutie a few cute + hot ones in white uniform[ i dont know the damm school. certainly not RV.] yay =d hurrah to temporary eye candies...
so lame, al lof this nonsense. im bored. rawrr. time to plan and make outings!
26 August, 2008
23 August, 2008
haycon redux ii
Hola and Goood Morning!
muses for a moment*
in greater detail, pretty much uneventful, other than the bombshell dropped on monday, the hilarious but classified [nah. im too lazy] incident during tuesday, the peacefully conned situation on wednesday, the tiring & emo ponderings on thursday, finally wrapped up with the amusingly informative conversation with the young specialist on my leg injury on a rainy friday((=
this will be a quiet weekend to spend some time with my family before i leave.
Phelp's achievement does not pale in comparsion to the other less published stories of sucess . the former cancer dude who battled the disease and swam a darn gruelling 10km to clinch his gold, or the lady with one leg amputated who competed and finished 16 out of 25. & so many, many more.none, any less mammoth in task, heroic in completion. ((=
it sets you thinking, aint it. how the mind over matter, or mind over body barrier is how much we allow we set ourselves to be. i guess one difference is that these people dont allow such limits to define them.they constantly break it, perhaps out of necessity now, but in later life it will stand them in good stead.
alright. enough musing. *looks out the window and sighs. great weather to sleep. but BAD weather to be playing football. very bad ))= skies darkening so rapidly lights are now on in the place. -_0
thats it for now. so many thoughts swirling in my head though ((=
muses for a moment*
in greater detail, pretty much uneventful, other than the bombshell dropped on monday, the hilarious but classified [nah. im too lazy] incident during tuesday, the peacefully conned situation on wednesday, the tiring & emo ponderings on thursday, finally wrapped up with the amusingly informative conversation with the young specialist on my leg injury on a rainy friday((=
this will be a quiet weekend to spend some time with my family before i leave.
watched the Olympics over the past week and read some amazing feats that 's inspired & touched me. i think the Chinese hosted a very successful event, and they are well deserved to be proud of themselves for a job very well done.((=
without going into the specifics, its caused several points of thinking. four years or even much longer, just for that few seconds, or even less, that separates you a champion from the rest. that mind -hardened resolve to simply not just compete with the best, but to rise above the best.A single chasm of either pure rapture or bitter angst awaits all of them at the end of it.
what of the athletes who retire at the end of it? without something to train for , the youthful years all spent on the aim of a medal, what will happened after all their glory, or past failures on the world of competitive sport? they walk right into the unknown, many of them, completely unprepared.
Phelp's achievement does not pale in comparsion to the other less published stories of sucess . the former cancer dude who battled the disease and swam a darn gruelling 10km to clinch his gold, or the lady with one leg amputated who competed and finished 16 out of 25. & so many, many more.none, any less mammoth in task, heroic in completion. ((=
it sets you thinking, aint it. how the mind over matter, or mind over body barrier is how much we allow we set ourselves to be. i guess one difference is that these people dont allow such limits to define them.they constantly break it, perhaps out of necessity now, but in later life it will stand them in good stead.
alright. enough musing. *looks out the window and sighs. great weather to sleep. but BAD weather to be playing football. very bad ))= skies darkening so rapidly lights are now on in the place. -_0
thats it for now. so many thoughts swirling in my head though ((=
22 August, 2008
halycon redux
Hola! back from another amusing & equally meaningless week from the "office"
most facial expressions were largely limited to > :) or o.0 or -_0 or z_z
heh.
recovered well enough to run today ((= a little stiff, but otherwise its been relatively satisfying (=
ho hum. continue this tomorrow ((=
most facial expressions were largely limited to > :) or o.0 or -_0 or z_z
heh.
recovered well enough to run today ((= a little stiff, but otherwise its been relatively satisfying (=
ho hum. continue this tomorrow ((=
19 August, 2008
17 August, 2008
Zilly's right. not sleeping enough makes the body just suffer.
but.... still pretty much annoyed that i can feel unwell TWICE in a week
pathetic.
it means my immune system isnt good. it means i was damm stupid to play football instead of using an opportune moment to sleep in. wow. big deal. -_0
this lambasting isnt working.
its childish.
hence the irritation exacerbates and rebounds upon itself.
useless.
i realise now i need to take care of myself more , and not ignore the warning signs. running 8km and playing football the next day just because the body feels fine on pretext.
theres a reason, mr ee-diot, why we complete a set of medication and not leave it behind ignored.
smlj.
but.... still pretty much annoyed that i can feel unwell TWICE in a week
pathetic.
it means my immune system isnt good. it means i was damm stupid to play football instead of using an opportune moment to sleep in. wow. big deal. -_0
this lambasting isnt working.
its childish.
hence the irritation exacerbates and rebounds upon itself.
useless.
i realise now i need to take care of myself more , and not ignore the warning signs. running 8km and playing football the next day just because the body feels fine on pretext.
theres a reason, mr ee-diot, why we complete a set of medication and not leave it behind ignored.
smlj.
inaccuracy
spend this weekend on saturday playing football at marine parade. we havent played since the beginning of march so it was cool to see all the army peeps again. though...could we not talk about army that much please (=
really love playing football.if it was an ideal scenario i would play everyday. but time,circumstance & life does not allow us that luxury, so we make do. [=
im liking marine parade more everytime i visit. mum suggested that i move there. mothers. (= she knows i like windy, breezy open spaces near the coastlines. in the future? maybe so (= marine parade flats are exxxpensive.
went to the band farewell. pretty fun, though i dont need to know about non-participation the moment i arrive. to whom it may concern. give the due respect to those orgainising.they planned and made this work just specifically for you.
as i sat at the back of the bandroom in a familiar position of the fan above me i recall with great fondness of the times spent in that enclosed space. much of the 4 years were spent underground there. so much , so many memories. so many who have come and gone, passed the door.so many times i have walked in and out of it all. a tinge of sadness, but mostly just a sense of raw, open contentment. it makes me want to play again. it makes me saddened at my own pause right now. but i know. its up to me to pick up that instrument and start all over once more. because i love playing. its more than just a simple passion. & no matter how long, or how hard, i just simply cant let it go.
mattering over matter.
this week is AHM! so im hoping for this week to pass by quickly, get the AHM thingy done and over with. & get my half day off! as well as half day off for friday (= woohoo.
i love seeing you smile.
i dont know the reason why
but a little twit told me
i dont need a reason.
& its perfectly true
i just want to see you smile, everyday.
really love playing football.if it was an ideal scenario i would play everyday. but time,circumstance & life does not allow us that luxury, so we make do. [=
im liking marine parade more everytime i visit. mum suggested that i move there. mothers. (= she knows i like windy, breezy open spaces near the coastlines. in the future? maybe so (= marine parade flats are exxxpensive.
went to the band farewell. pretty fun, though i dont need to know about non-participation the moment i arrive. to whom it may concern. give the due respect to those orgainising.they planned and made this work just specifically for you.
as i sat at the back of the bandroom in a familiar position of the fan above me i recall with great fondness of the times spent in that enclosed space. much of the 4 years were spent underground there. so much , so many memories. so many who have come and gone, passed the door.so many times i have walked in and out of it all. a tinge of sadness, but mostly just a sense of raw, open contentment. it makes me want to play again. it makes me saddened at my own pause right now. but i know. its up to me to pick up that instrument and start all over once more. because i love playing. its more than just a simple passion. & no matter how long, or how hard, i just simply cant let it go.
mattering over matter.
this week is AHM! so im hoping for this week to pass by quickly, get the AHM thingy done and over with. & get my half day off! as well as half day off for friday (= woohoo.
i love seeing you smile.
i dont know the reason why
but a little twit told me
i dont need a reason.
& its perfectly true
i just want to see you smile, everyday.
16 August, 2008
rain
My GD (= yes, miss tai tai, you matter. (=
im sorry for not informing you, so here! the post becomes prettier with your picture. (=
(=
Never fails to bring a smile to my face, when the raindrops come a fallin'
its been such a dull week i've brushed aside the collective inert laziness to read (=
so 8 books lie in my coffin, 3 finished within 2 days [ hurray for speed read!] they were all easy , familiar proses from writers i already worked[their books, mind =p] on before.
an addictive hobby. not to mention expensive, therefore... hurray to the national library! =D
if you know of any interesting titles do recommend! (=
im lucky enough to be completely influenced/psycho-ed/brainwashed by a certain person early in my life *hint hint: universally known [= as well as other special ones along the route so far
that advent instigator put thoughts into my head. thoughts to tell me to speak the things way should be. not just truth, but how i feel about things, or in particular, people.
it may hold little weight, words, especially in this age of cynicism, but what matters more is we express out how we feel. at least, thats important to me. how else do you know you arent taking granted of your loved ones? i guess one easy way is to always express it verbally. & that was how i've always been taught. though not necessarily followed.
i have the worst habit of sliding off on people, with or without the intentions. so i guess again, the only one way is to tell people directly how i feel about them. it can be awkward, it can be embarrassing, but i know, at the end of it all, i've spoken my heart. have you? (= pride stands between your way, more often than not, between the realisation and fruition of things.marvellous things. maybe unhappy things sometimes. yet. if you give in to pride, then you would have lost everything you worked/fought/aimed/strived so hard for, only to perhaps salvage what you already owned in the first palce-that very little piece called pride.
im not preaching, i hope. this goes out to a few people who i know arent doing so great right now because of their scenarios they face.or the people that they...=X....but! it comes from mr ee.'s kay. its priceless! XD
& do you know, how much you matter to me?
at the very point of that decision, that very moment
it would never, could never, be the same again.
a defiant whisper argues otherwise. a reluctance to hear.
why am i not letting it die
or does my sturbborn heart, with its endless faith
believe otherwise
may be so, may be not.
nevertheless,
goodbye.
Hanson: " it can only get better when you work at it" [=
11 August, 2008
Hello There Friend;
here, annoyingly back again . heh
sleeping it over. slept it gone. did not notice how tired i was until i hit the bed again and did a quick count of the hours i slept since friday night.
fever's gone, aching's mild now, and eyes are slightly more recharged. thats it about me.
met yazid on saturday. a chance visit at wheelock, hes become so buff! XD
good to chat with him. a strange rush of affection when he said he missed me because he was the only friend i had and to talk to in jc.
)= heart hurts for him. hes witty and actually rather smart. sure his sense of humour and jokes are incredibly self- depreciating, wrapped in a way. but talking to him is usually easy and spontaneous. unfortunately his psychological barrier in socialising mixes a potent concoction with his low self-esteem. )=
met up with mel and wj [= there used to be a much bigger group but like all things in life people move on , from place to place. its good still, makes me appreciate their presence more. (=
another medical falling on wed, hoping its not a 30sec x-ray scan again, wth -_0, that it just wastes the entire wednesday. i dont care. my life now till i leave, is a stagnant static in my employer's premises. what i do during the time inside is what im interested in-reading.
14 new people will join us, but they are posted till the are &^%^&%$)*&%)&*% . heh heh heh. classified infomation ^^ we? like one of my superior says, parked there almost illegally. cant wait for friday 5pm to come back again.
Thank You God, for your wonderful love, incredible care and best of all, your patient guidance.
off for now. back, on friday. praying it wont be so fragmented and disjointed, such as are the recent entries.
i rather contentment than happiness. living on one end of a spectrum of emotions is just too extreme. or maybe because im too pessimistic,assuring myself whats waiting for the other end of this broad brand of spectrum. misery loves company.
sleeping it over. slept it gone. did not notice how tired i was until i hit the bed again and did a quick count of the hours i slept since friday night.
fever's gone, aching's mild now, and eyes are slightly more recharged. thats it about me.
met yazid on saturday. a chance visit at wheelock, hes become so buff! XD
good to chat with him. a strange rush of affection when he said he missed me because he was the only friend i had and to talk to in jc.
)= heart hurts for him. hes witty and actually rather smart. sure his sense of humour and jokes are incredibly self- depreciating, wrapped in a way. but talking to him is usually easy and spontaneous. unfortunately his psychological barrier in socialising mixes a potent concoction with his low self-esteem. )=
met up with mel and wj [= there used to be a much bigger group but like all things in life people move on , from place to place. its good still, makes me appreciate their presence more. (=
another medical falling on wed, hoping its not a 30sec x-ray scan again, wth -_0, that it just wastes the entire wednesday. i dont care. my life now till i leave, is a stagnant static in my employer's premises. what i do during the time inside is what im interested in-reading.
14 new people will join us, but they are posted till the are &^%^&%$)*&%)&*% . heh heh heh. classified infomation ^^ we? like one of my superior says, parked there almost illegally. cant wait for friday 5pm to come back again.
Thank You God, for your wonderful love, incredible care and best of all, your patient guidance.
off for now. back, on friday. praying it wont be so fragmented and disjointed, such as are the recent entries.
i rather contentment than happiness. living on one end of a spectrum of emotions is just too extreme. or maybe because im too pessimistic,assuring myself whats waiting for the other end of this broad brand of spectrum. misery loves company.
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