Monday, November 29, 2004

Wouldbeforeverknownastheboywhonevermadeitnevermadeittocollegenevermadeittopromwhenitallfallsdown


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Saturday, November 27, 2004

Bridget jones diary was, aiiight. 2.5 pointer/ outta a 5. I thought it didn't really lived up to its hype, even as comedy attempts do spontaneously occur once in awhile. Hugh grant stuck out like a sore thumb, and as i was telling Cheryl, placing him in this movie was an utter waste of his time/talent/money. Overall, it was a pretty decent show, i guess. Brit movies are always much better with hugh grant on the cover thank you very much.


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Friday, November 26, 2004

Question intriguing me brains: How do you carry so much faith, in an entity so unknown?

No offence to one and all, just extremely puzzled.




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Midnight prances on midnight's dawn-
all was calm
Till twas the twinkling of the twilight's magic
and all hell broke loose.




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Thursday, November 25, 2004

Ok, this is reformatting of comp number 4 within this year. Glad i actually did it myself, instead of spending another 50 hiring some guy who does nothing but re-install my system. My comp is left with nothing but an empty shell already, sad but true.


Love is onnnlyy a feeling, drifted awaayyy.


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Sunday, November 21, 2004

I tot this particular blog was extremely well written, and touching. Kudos to this particular author of which i have no clue to credit to ( taken off sarah's friends blog ).




"I saw two people today that changed my perspective of love.
They were gay. Real, in-your-flesh gays. They were holding hands and whispering to each other and were completely oblivious to the stares of the rest of the world. And yet they weren't those handsome, gaudy looking individuals whose clothes and faces scream FAGGOT, and who walk around with that little sway of the ass that says "dick in here, pls". One was short, balding, and carrying a little primary school bag complete with bata shoes. The other was skinny, half blind, and spoke with a pathetic stutter. And yet they demonstrated such concern for each other that you didn't see them as a couple, you saw them as a collective being.
There was no explosive public display of affection; long drawn out kisses or erotic embraces. Whispers and held hands. That's all. You see couples all the time on the bus and on the train, hands around each others hips, heads on each others shoulders, chests pressed so close together you have no idea how they manage to breath. And yet there was no way these people would ever be as close to each other as the two mildly handicapped men.
I'm a self-confessed homophob. I get goosebumps down my spine each time I see two guys holding hands down the street. And yet I couldn't help but feel touched when I saw this couple. Which girl would want any of these two men as their life partners. They may take care of them, and show concern, but that would be purely out of pity and sympathy. And I have to admit, I felt pity comparing their under-privileged lives to my own affluent and painless one. And it would hurt me if someone did that to me. These two don't need any more love and concern. They've got each other.

I think I've always had a warped conception of romance and love. Now i think romance is fuck. Flowers and rose-scented letters are all fine and dandy, but those things don't build love. We all dream of taking long walks down the beach and eating pasta together under the stars. We all dream of proposing to the girl we love in the most ingenious, most passionate ways, and having a glamorous wedding in the finest clothes and with a thousand guests. But after the romance, after the passion, what's left? Two tired strangers wondering how the other became so boring. Love isn't a fiery conflux of emotions and feelings. Love is a slow, dull calm made of hardwork and commitment.

I dunno what festival today was, but anyway, there was this bunch of mats and minahs in the most colourful and pretty looking clothes. And as each couple walked down the bus-aisle, looking like that many romeos and juliets, my eye turned towards the two sad figures in the front of the bus, and there was no doubt as to who was the most beautiful couple."

P.s shall this particular piece of writting belong to you, please give me a note. Many thanks again for the usage of your work :)


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It's tiring to be with a brother who gambles,
puts on a terrible sulk all the time,
nags, scolds, hell even scream, but at the same time does the very same vices he preaches against.

It's bad to be me.


Everytime i hop on the one-way train to destiny, my heart would tremble two beats, fearing for the worst, fearing that i would have (accidently) forgotten to bring something along. Yet, once you get on board this one-way train, you've bought yourself a ticket for no-return.


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Friday, November 19, 2004

These consequences rendered redundant,
i found myself trapped in this dellusional mindset
again, and once again,
its the frenzied insanity
wrecking (temporal) havoc.

Yet, i know every game you play,
you devil's spawn.


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Monday, November 15, 2004

there's something inside me
that pulls beneath the surface
consuming confusing this lack of self-control
I fear is never ending
controlling/I can't seem to find myself
my walls are closing in(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
so insecure

fear is how I fall
confusing what is real


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Saturday, November 13, 2004

Somewhere along the lines of the night, i was told that solitude had met its match.


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Friday, November 12, 2004

Today, i was lost. Lost along the streets of bencoolen, lost along the streets of middle road, lost everywhere.

That's all for today. More about myself tommorrow. G'day.

" I want to start to miss you because you make me wanna. "


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Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Hao jian or egg oyster is nice only if

1) It's shared. Like all food is la.
2) Without egg shells. I hate egg shells, makes me feel vomity ( not the ammu-estha vomity please thankyou ) don't ask me why.
3) More oyster. Mine had 4 pieces of small oyster. Sad :(
Hao jian after damage control day. A lil wish for a cuppa too.

If i were to count the number of times i had to clarify matters on my blog, it'll probably be as much time i'm coughing right now. Absolutely annoying, unpleasant, and infinite.So look mister fucking annony-mouse, what makes you any more intellectual by reading a blog not worth your time? Ain't you contridicting yourself? I have my basic shares of detractors of my blog, whom which i sincerely appreciate for having the utmost courtesy to leave a name before they comment. Didn't ya mama taught ya manners before talking to a stranger?




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Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Today, my eager mouth overtook my retarded mind, and mistakes occured. Tomorrow is damage control day over at my work place as i am going to rectify many many problems. Shit..

Anyhow, my cousins came over today and we caught HOME ALONE 5. Yes you've heard it right, HOME ALONE 5. Starring macullarly culkins, as well as Elijah woods. Yes. Never knew that did you. Teeeny weeny toodlers in H A 5. The plot was totally off tangent! Like, macullarly culkin became this pyscho killer who killed off his sister, toodler brother and mum. and Elijah wood was the hero or something. Totally not wholesome, neither was it home-entertainment-home alone 1&2 kinda movie.


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Monday, November 08, 2004

pisang says:
describe yourself in one word

After much thought..

baby don't you break my heart slow. says:
sad.

That's my life. Sad.


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Sunday, November 07, 2004

Day urm.. i dunno since i've been outta pjc. Today was pretty eventful, and my first real day at work in Starhubs ( not counting the training days cuz ). I managed to clinched one sales! :) Pretty remarkable considering i was stammering at the beginning. Hope things will eventually get better.

Anyway, mom and dad came back from granny's place grumpy, and considering that mom didn't speak to me at all the whole day, sometime must be brewing again. :( See how things goes.

Right now everything's so much in a blur, and i just want to shut it all off.


Listening to : Good charlotte- Predictable


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Thursday, November 04, 2004

Lifehouse - Breathing
I'm finding my way back to sanity again
Though I don't really know what i'm gonna do when i get there
I take a breath and hold on tight
Spin around one more time
And gracefully fall back to the arms of grace
Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying
Even if you don't wanna speak tonight
That's alright, alright with me
Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven's door
And listen to you breathing Its where i wanna be, yeah
Where I wanna be I'm looking past the shadows in my mind into the truth
And i'm trying to identify the voices in my head
God wish won't you
Let me feel one more time what if feels like to feel
And break these caluses off me one more time
Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying
Even if you don't wanna speak tonight That's alright, alright with me
Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside of your door
And listen to you breathing Its where I wanna be, yeah
Oh i don't want a thing from you
Bet you're tired of me waiting for
The scraps to fall off of your table to the ground La da da da...
Cause i just wanna be here now Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying
Even if you don't wanna speak tonight That's alright, alright with me
Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven's door
And listen to you breathing Its where i wanna be, yeah
Where I wanna be Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying
Even if you don't wanna speak tonight That's alright, alright with me
Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven's door
And listen to you breathing Its where i wanna be, yeah
Where I wanna be


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Wednesday, November 03, 2004

Congrats Mr bush for winning the election. Though you don't deserve your post of being the american president for being such an asnine bomber, a loser and a lier who feels only for the comfort of his own country certainly deserves a lot lesser.


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I'm officially out of PJC. Incredible as it sounds, i'll fucking miss you guys, every single one of you. Especially you guys in A05, the first ever class that i've been to that i don't hate a single person. You guys had been a real fucking great bunch of people, sorry if i hadn't been much of a friend to you guys. I'll miss you guys very much. Take care god bless, and STUDY HARD. :'(



can't you see that you're smothering me holding too tightly afraid to lose control cause everything that you thought i would be has fallen apart right in front of you


like what i told ariana
its not about me not wanting to cry
but about me not knowing how to
because i've reached this crossroad
with no directions, no sense
and all i'm left with
is numbness.



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Monday, November 01, 2004

Re-edited post; my first post come out to a blank.

Symoblic of my mind right now, its in a blank.
So much of me wants to cry, but i can't.

Tears,
they fall like the authmn leaves
then they perpetuate the ground
hardening.


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