*been a long time*
Whoa.. i'm finally back it seems. Really a long time since i updated tis blog of mine. Ahh.. well, i'm updating now.
I guess i've made up my mind. I don't really need romantic love at tis stage of my life. Maybe i've given up on love already. There's really no point at all.. i've been foolish all along. For now it seems.
Nope, i didnt get rejected or neither did i break up wib someone recently. Suddenly it just hit me, falling in love may be easy but should u get into a relationship, its a whole new story.
I was chatting wib tis friend of mine, my klas mate for 2 years for sec 1 and 2. Never once was he linked with anybody, and im sure some of my frens, will probably die of shock if we do find out he gets attached. And nope, hes not ghey. He just don't feel the need of having girl friend. And I admire him for that.
Comparing him to my other frens whom are love sick or wallow in self pity after lost love, he is so much happier. Yes, it may feel weird when you see friends who are attached and ure not. they may be cuddling away and all. That's just a fraction of what couplehood is all about perhaps.
Yes loneliness, it hurts. comes without giving any warning, and leaves after making you feel miserable. The cure? Good friends who are singles, and whom are independent. Who needs girls when you've got loads of buddies right?
So all in all, searching for love will be fruitless. Maybe in love, its the only time you can wait under the tree, and the rabbit will lay unconscious right in front of you. so yea, good night.
Better to love and to lose, than to never love at all? I rather not have love if I were to be left, scarred for life. Till death do us part? For better or worse? A bull load of crap for now.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
*1000 apologies*
sorry for not updating recently. been nothing short of busy, busy and busy. spending time with friends etc. and tomorrow's christmas eve, gonna have a feast over at Qin yu's house too. and umm.. staying overnight. Perhaps xmas's the time i can chill and relax. i shall now post up a inspirational story.
The donkey in the well
One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.Finally he decided since the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway, it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. So, the farmer invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed shovels, and began to shovel dirt into the well.
All the other farm animals were very upset about this, because the donkey was their friend. But they discovered there was nothing they could do to help him. At first, when the donkey realized what was happening, he cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well, and was astonished at what he saw.
With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off, and take a step up on the dirt as it piled up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well, and trotted off!
MORAL: Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. But each trouble can be a stepping stone. What happens to you isn't nearly as important as how you react to it. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not giving up!
Shake it off, and take a step up!
Setbacks have been part and parcel of my life. I choose to learn from it, and stay strong.
sorry for not updating recently. been nothing short of busy, busy and busy. spending time with friends etc. and tomorrow's christmas eve, gonna have a feast over at Qin yu's house too. and umm.. staying overnight. Perhaps xmas's the time i can chill and relax. i shall now post up a inspirational story.
The donkey in the well
One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.Finally he decided since the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway, it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. So, the farmer invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed shovels, and began to shovel dirt into the well.
All the other farm animals were very upset about this, because the donkey was their friend. But they discovered there was nothing they could do to help him. At first, when the donkey realized what was happening, he cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well, and was astonished at what he saw.
With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off, and take a step up on the dirt as it piled up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well, and trotted off!
MORAL: Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. But each trouble can be a stepping stone. What happens to you isn't nearly as important as how you react to it. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not giving up!
Shake it off, and take a step up!
Setbacks have been part and parcel of my life. I choose to learn from it, and stay strong.
Saturday, December 18, 2004
*man of few words*
There are many ways you can die.
You can hang yourself on a rope and drift off to eternal sleep.
You can dig a hole and ask your buddy to bury you alive.
You can make your way to the highest building and plummet to your death.
You can take a knife and stab yourself repeatedly.
You can feed yourself to the lions.
You can listen to my singing, taste my cooking or watch me dance ballet.
Please do not attempt any of the above. I'm just being corny.
There are many ways you can die.
You can hang yourself on a rope and drift off to eternal sleep.
You can dig a hole and ask your buddy to bury you alive.
You can make your way to the highest building and plummet to your death.
You can take a knife and stab yourself repeatedly.
You can feed yourself to the lions.
You can listen to my singing, taste my cooking or watch me dance ballet.
Please do not attempt any of the above. I'm just being corny.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
*a story to share*
Oh dear, i'm back here again, for the 2nd time in this day. Too free perhaps. Anyway, a pal was bugging me to update my blog. Since i've got nothing much to say, I shall post a story about true friends. Here goes.
True Friend
Horror gripped the heart of the World War 1 soldier as he saw his lifelong friend fall in battle. Caught in a trench with continuous gunfire whizzing over his head, the soldier asked his lieutenant if he might go out into the "no man's land" between the trenches to bring his fallen comrade back.
"You can go," said the lieutenant, "but i don't think it will be worth it. Your friend is probably dead and you may throw your life away." The lieutenant's advice didn't matter, and the soldier went anyway. Miraculously he managed to reach his friend, hoist him onto his shoulder and bring him back to their company's trench. As the two of them tumbled in together to the bottom of the trench, the officer checked the wounded soldier, and then looked kindly at his friend.
"I told you it wouldn't be worth it," he said. "Your friend is dead and you are mortally wounded." "It was worth it, though, sir," said the soldier. "What do you mean; worth it?" responded the Lieutenant. "Your friend is dead" "YES, Sir" the private answered. "But it was worth it because when i got to him, he was still alive and i had the satisfaction of hearing him say, "JIM........, I KNEW YOU'D COME."
Many times in life, whether a thing is worth doing or not, really depends on how u look at it. Take up all your courage and do something your heart tells you to do so that you may not regret not doing it later in your life.."May each and every one of you be blessed with the company of TRUE FRIENDS." "A true friend is one who walks in, when the rest of the world walks out." War doesn't determine who's right. War only determines who's left.
I do have my fair share of friends. To my friends out there, i thank you for being my friend.
Oh dear, i'm back here again, for the 2nd time in this day. Too free perhaps. Anyway, a pal was bugging me to update my blog. Since i've got nothing much to say, I shall post a story about true friends. Here goes.
True Friend
Horror gripped the heart of the World War 1 soldier as he saw his lifelong friend fall in battle. Caught in a trench with continuous gunfire whizzing over his head, the soldier asked his lieutenant if he might go out into the "no man's land" between the trenches to bring his fallen comrade back.
"You can go," said the lieutenant, "but i don't think it will be worth it. Your friend is probably dead and you may throw your life away." The lieutenant's advice didn't matter, and the soldier went anyway. Miraculously he managed to reach his friend, hoist him onto his shoulder and bring him back to their company's trench. As the two of them tumbled in together to the bottom of the trench, the officer checked the wounded soldier, and then looked kindly at his friend.
"I told you it wouldn't be worth it," he said. "Your friend is dead and you are mortally wounded." "It was worth it, though, sir," said the soldier. "What do you mean; worth it?" responded the Lieutenant. "Your friend is dead" "YES, Sir" the private answered. "But it was worth it because when i got to him, he was still alive and i had the satisfaction of hearing him say, "JIM........, I KNEW YOU'D COME."
Many times in life, whether a thing is worth doing or not, really depends on how u look at it. Take up all your courage and do something your heart tells you to do so that you may not regret not doing it later in your life.."May each and every one of you be blessed with the company of TRUE FRIENDS." "A true friend is one who walks in, when the rest of the world walks out." War doesn't determine who's right. War only determines who's left.
I do have my fair share of friends. To my friends out there, i thank you for being my friend.
*healthy lifestyle*
Boohoo! I did it. yeap, i went to jog 10 rounds at a neighbourhood park. If im not wrong, this is my very first time I ran on my own accord. Normally, its either my friends asked me out for jogging, or like in the past, the coach "forced" us to run. It's a great feeling by the way.
I have some friends who smokes.. and sometimes i wonder, what's the thing with smoking? how does it helps you? Of cause, no one would smoke just for the sake of smoking, and i believe most ppl are mature enough not to smoke just because to look cool. Well, i guess its a way to destress for them.
The thing is, everybody has stress, and that everybody has to relax and destress at times. we cant possibly just let this stress condemn us to a lifetime of depression rights? After all, life is short, who doesnt want to live in happiness?
I've found many ways to destress. I can listen to some rock music and get some life back into myself. I can play soccer and be happy. I can simply shout out loud. I can pour my feelings out into tis blog of mine. I can call my friends out for a chat. And I can jog. So why smoke when there are so many other ways available? I can only advise you not to smoke, but the decision ish ultimately yours.
It's kinda late to realise that jogging's really enjoyable. But better to be late than never ya? I'll never smoke in my entire life, and by doing so, i'll never know what does "feeling high" is all about. It doesnt matter. Jogging makes me high, the fresh air, everything, it's all good. Maybe you may find me stupid, but seriously, you guys should give jogging a shot.
Alright, i should stop blabbering about my jogging. Time's up! Great, i've got pizza later by the way =)
Love can't be forced. Can't be rushed either.
Boohoo! I did it. yeap, i went to jog 10 rounds at a neighbourhood park. If im not wrong, this is my very first time I ran on my own accord. Normally, its either my friends asked me out for jogging, or like in the past, the coach "forced" us to run. It's a great feeling by the way.
I have some friends who smokes.. and sometimes i wonder, what's the thing with smoking? how does it helps you? Of cause, no one would smoke just for the sake of smoking, and i believe most ppl are mature enough not to smoke just because to look cool. Well, i guess its a way to destress for them.
The thing is, everybody has stress, and that everybody has to relax and destress at times. we cant possibly just let this stress condemn us to a lifetime of depression rights? After all, life is short, who doesnt want to live in happiness?
I've found many ways to destress. I can listen to some rock music and get some life back into myself. I can play soccer and be happy. I can simply shout out loud. I can pour my feelings out into tis blog of mine. I can call my friends out for a chat. And I can jog. So why smoke when there are so many other ways available? I can only advise you not to smoke, but the decision ish ultimately yours.
It's kinda late to realise that jogging's really enjoyable. But better to be late than never ya? I'll never smoke in my entire life, and by doing so, i'll never know what does "feeling high" is all about. It doesnt matter. Jogging makes me high, the fresh air, everything, it's all good. Maybe you may find me stupid, but seriously, you guys should give jogging a shot.
Alright, i should stop blabbering about my jogging. Time's up! Great, i've got pizza later by the way =)
Love can't be forced. Can't be rushed either.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
*breathless*
*pant*. now, dont dink dirty. Had a soccer match early on in the morning today. Gawd was it terrible for me.. sigh, must have put up loads of kilograms that I find it so tough to run around like i used to previously. I was so freaking tired after such a short time.. argh!! I have the mental power, the desire to win the ball, to score a goal, to pass accurately, but its just thoughts, i didnt have the physical capabilities to pull it off.
And we lost, i guess by 2 goals. I failed to last thruout the match, im really misfit! So yeah, i guess its back to my strict exercise plan. Push ups, squats and sit ups. To intensify it, i'm gonna throw in some jogging as well. Looking for jogging partner! anyone?
And maybe its just another case of all talk and no action.. but i'm kinda serious tis time round(i was serious too last time, so whatever man). I can do it, yes i will! (dere am i, motivating myself)
Life's indeed a roller coaster. full of ups and downs. yesterday was great, today was simply crap. Ahh.. i shall stop whining right now and get to sleep. good afternoon all. =(
Sadness allows us to fully appreciate Happiness. Boredom allows us to fully appreciate Excitement. Being HeartBroken allow us to fully appreciate Love. If there wasn't for downs, we wouldn't be able to appreciate ups.
When you feel that things are going against you, do remember that the aeroplane has to take off against the wind.
*pant*. now, dont dink dirty. Had a soccer match early on in the morning today. Gawd was it terrible for me.. sigh, must have put up loads of kilograms that I find it so tough to run around like i used to previously. I was so freaking tired after such a short time.. argh!! I have the mental power, the desire to win the ball, to score a goal, to pass accurately, but its just thoughts, i didnt have the physical capabilities to pull it off.
And we lost, i guess by 2 goals. I failed to last thruout the match, im really misfit! So yeah, i guess its back to my strict exercise plan. Push ups, squats and sit ups. To intensify it, i'm gonna throw in some jogging as well. Looking for jogging partner! anyone?
And maybe its just another case of all talk and no action.. but i'm kinda serious tis time round(i was serious too last time, so whatever man). I can do it, yes i will! (dere am i, motivating myself)
Life's indeed a roller coaster. full of ups and downs. yesterday was great, today was simply crap. Ahh.. i shall stop whining right now and get to sleep. good afternoon all. =(
Sadness allows us to fully appreciate Happiness. Boredom allows us to fully appreciate Excitement. Being HeartBroken allow us to fully appreciate Love. If there wasn't for downs, we wouldn't be able to appreciate ups.
When you feel that things are going against you, do remember that the aeroplane has to take off against the wind.
Monday, December 13, 2004
Saturday, December 11, 2004
*forever lost*
Do you guys hate it whenever there's nothing to look forward to? And in which you live life just because it has to be lived, since you cant possibly kill yourself. Perhaps i should stop procrastinating and get my homework done.. but argh, I lack the freaking will power.
So here am i, whining and grumbling, and I can see myself whining and grumbling over and over again. It's like I have some super duper cool looking rifle, but there's simply nothing for me to aim at. Yeah, im like wandering around aimlessly. how tragic.
With greater hope come greater disappointment. Perhaps i should frame tis phrase and put it up on the wall and remind myself that constantly. I'm a dreamer, yes a dreamer that feels things will go in my way, and that everything will have a sweet ending. Apparently, life doesnt allow things to go in ur way all the time.
I do want to make things happen, but is it the right decision to act now? I guess not. I should just wait and wait and wait. Until fate decides to place the perfect opportunity for me. I don't know, i just need a good night rest i guess.
I bet you guys don't understand what the hell's going through my mind, i've failed to explain how i feel properly either. Whatever, here's a story.
All of us are entitled to a bank account when we were borned. The bank deposits 86400 dollars into the account during the start of the day. However, it doesnt allow cash balances, or bringing forward the money for usage the next day. At the end of the day, the bank takes away the money that's left unused.
Being humans as all of us are, we'll probably withdraw every single cent and use it happily right? So what is this bank account im talking about?
It is TIME. All of us are entitled to 86400 seconds everyday. If u fail to use your time wisely, time will just disappear into thin air. There's no turning back. Time just constantly moves on and doesnt wait for anyone.
Tell your loved ones you love them, do the things you always wanted to do and live life as tho there's no tomorrow. Time is valuable, and do cherish it.
So ya, maybe i should really find something to invest my time on. Oh yea, my story's half way done by the way. hopefully after a week or so, i can publish it. so yeaps , adios.
Where are you..
Do you guys hate it whenever there's nothing to look forward to? And in which you live life just because it has to be lived, since you cant possibly kill yourself. Perhaps i should stop procrastinating and get my homework done.. but argh, I lack the freaking will power.
So here am i, whining and grumbling, and I can see myself whining and grumbling over and over again. It's like I have some super duper cool looking rifle, but there's simply nothing for me to aim at. Yeah, im like wandering around aimlessly. how tragic.
With greater hope come greater disappointment. Perhaps i should frame tis phrase and put it up on the wall and remind myself that constantly. I'm a dreamer, yes a dreamer that feels things will go in my way, and that everything will have a sweet ending. Apparently, life doesnt allow things to go in ur way all the time.
I do want to make things happen, but is it the right decision to act now? I guess not. I should just wait and wait and wait. Until fate decides to place the perfect opportunity for me. I don't know, i just need a good night rest i guess.
I bet you guys don't understand what the hell's going through my mind, i've failed to explain how i feel properly either. Whatever, here's a story.
All of us are entitled to a bank account when we were borned. The bank deposits 86400 dollars into the account during the start of the day. However, it doesnt allow cash balances, or bringing forward the money for usage the next day. At the end of the day, the bank takes away the money that's left unused.
Being humans as all of us are, we'll probably withdraw every single cent and use it happily right? So what is this bank account im talking about?
It is TIME. All of us are entitled to 86400 seconds everyday. If u fail to use your time wisely, time will just disappear into thin air. There's no turning back. Time just constantly moves on and doesnt wait for anyone.
Tell your loved ones you love them, do the things you always wanted to do and live life as tho there's no tomorrow. Time is valuable, and do cherish it.
So ya, maybe i should really find something to invest my time on. Oh yea, my story's half way done by the way. hopefully after a week or so, i can publish it. so yeaps , adios.
Where are you..
Thursday, December 09, 2004
*that's what friends are for*
IT was great yesterday/early morning. Really enjoyed myself being with my pals. Indeed, i should hang out more often, than to stay behind closed doors and rot. It is only after good times that i realised holidays are passing real fast.
The bbq was alright. I didnt eat as much(key word) as most of the guys. Had a really small appetite yesterday. Wonder why? The butter flies prolly filled up my whole stomache. I was so jerky and nervous. I suck as a male. But it was worth it.. I don't mind losing everything just to have that talk.
Okae, girls, don scream. Yeah, we saw sylvester and maia together yesterday. Yup, over at east coast. Sly was taller than I actually thought(no sarcasm) and maia, well.. for a girl, pretty average. And man was she hot. Nah, I didnt drool as most of the guys did. Young wei drooled over Sly for some reasons or another btw. Maybe sly and maia are really an item? I will post a foto of them "pretty close" up once young wei sends me the pic.
I guess there's nothing much thats coming up.. so i'm pretty free. I'm up for dates, anyone? =x Nah, i reckon I'll be busying penning my story and get it done asap. Man, the feeling of running out of inspiration sucks. So till then, au revoir.
Being the game, I often turn depressed whenever I have to be force to show the "Game Over" sign. But it is up to you to insert new coins, for another try, another attempt, another shot at it.
IT was great yesterday/early morning. Really enjoyed myself being with my pals. Indeed, i should hang out more often, than to stay behind closed doors and rot. It is only after good times that i realised holidays are passing real fast.
The bbq was alright. I didnt eat as much(key word) as most of the guys. Had a really small appetite yesterday. Wonder why? The butter flies prolly filled up my whole stomache. I was so jerky and nervous. I suck as a male. But it was worth it.. I don't mind losing everything just to have that talk.
Okae, girls, don scream. Yeah, we saw sylvester and maia together yesterday. Yup, over at east coast. Sly was taller than I actually thought(no sarcasm) and maia, well.. for a girl, pretty average. And man was she hot. Nah, I didnt drool as most of the guys did. Young wei drooled over Sly for some reasons or another btw. Maybe sly and maia are really an item? I will post a foto of them "pretty close" up once young wei sends me the pic.
I guess there's nothing much thats coming up.. so i'm pretty free. I'm up for dates, anyone? =x Nah, i reckon I'll be busying penning my story and get it done asap. Man, the feeling of running out of inspiration sucks. So till then, au revoir.
Being the game, I often turn depressed whenever I have to be force to show the "Game Over" sign. But it is up to you to insert new coins, for another try, another attempt, another shot at it.
Monday, December 06, 2004
EDIT: I can't post the whole story up regularly for now. I guess there are many editing to do. So it'll be up when its complete. Stay tune =)
*plain bored!*
I've read loads of love stories today. So i was like wondering, maybe i can try penning one myself? Haha, and so i did. and here's a sentence that gives a brief outlook of what my story will be about. "two lovers. two thieves. and they stole each other's hearts"
I've stolen your heart
Introduction
"Come back you good-for-nothing!" the shop auntie screamed as I robbed her of her hand bag from behind. I laughed at her folly. Would I even go back to her knowing that I'll be so darn screwed by the authorities?
I ran into a pretty dark corner. It's been quite a while since I ran such a long distance. Nevertheless, I praised myself for making this such a success. The hand bag was really heavy, probably loaded with cash and jewellery. I pried open the loot with a great sense of triumph.
I am Soichiro Arima. You've guessed it, I'm a thief , a liar, an occasional murderer and an outrageous braggart whenever the situation calls for it. I do not care if I'm devoid of any hint of honour. For I love the thrills, the pleasure I get whenever adrenaline surges through my blood, and most of all, the money I get to splurge on what I desired.
Perhaps you are wondering, what led me into this line of profession? Would any sane man do such stuff for a living? Wouldn't it be wiser if I were to hide behind some computer and do my work? It all started when I was a merely a kid
"Here take this shit money!" my damned father yelled when he threw the dirty coins at my mother. She was tugging his leg, refusing to let go, for he'll be leaving with his mistress and kids to some other place. He had come to our tiny house and took all of my mother's money. He left me battered when I gave my weak resistance.
'Not until you return me all my money!' she screamed, yet weeping at the same time. There I was, recovering from the push, and watching all this happening. All this action.. which had such a great impact of me that it became recurring nightmares. I hate him, the man who left my mother to fend for herself when she's pregnant with me. Why must you come back to make things so miserable for my mother and I?
Can you imagine what she went through? She had to undergo such a great heart break and losing all her hard earned money to this bastard whom I will never address as my father till the very end of time.
She tried her best to be as strong as she can be. She failed to take the set back well. The very morning I woke up, I found her lying dead in her room, with both of her wrists slitted. She left a note on the table, "I am sorry."
She left me all alone. I was only seven then. I had no other relatives. The person I was closest to, was my mum. And there she went, into the heavens, and get to savour every single minute of good life up there.
But does the word "sorry" act as food whenever I'm hungry? Or does it quench my thirst? Does it act as a companion whenever I'm lonely? Most of all, do you think "sorry" can make up for what I went through for my child hood?
Other kids get to go to school, get some handy dandy degree and settle down with a promising future. What about me? I have got no idea whether is it my fortune or my misfortune when a gang of thieves took me in..
To be continued.. tomorrow i hope.
*plain bored!*
I've read loads of love stories today. So i was like wondering, maybe i can try penning one myself? Haha, and so i did. and here's a sentence that gives a brief outlook of what my story will be about. "two lovers. two thieves. and they stole each other's hearts"
I've stolen your heart
Introduction
"Come back you good-for-nothing!" the shop auntie screamed as I robbed her of her hand bag from behind. I laughed at her folly. Would I even go back to her knowing that I'll be so darn screwed by the authorities?
I ran into a pretty dark corner. It's been quite a while since I ran such a long distance. Nevertheless, I praised myself for making this such a success. The hand bag was really heavy, probably loaded with cash and jewellery. I pried open the loot with a great sense of triumph.
I am Soichiro Arima. You've guessed it, I'm a thief , a liar, an occasional murderer and an outrageous braggart whenever the situation calls for it. I do not care if I'm devoid of any hint of honour. For I love the thrills, the pleasure I get whenever adrenaline surges through my blood, and most of all, the money I get to splurge on what I desired.
Perhaps you are wondering, what led me into this line of profession? Would any sane man do such stuff for a living? Wouldn't it be wiser if I were to hide behind some computer and do my work? It all started when I was a merely a kid
"Here take this shit money!" my damned father yelled when he threw the dirty coins at my mother. She was tugging his leg, refusing to let go, for he'll be leaving with his mistress and kids to some other place. He had come to our tiny house and took all of my mother's money. He left me battered when I gave my weak resistance.
'Not until you return me all my money!' she screamed, yet weeping at the same time. There I was, recovering from the push, and watching all this happening. All this action.. which had such a great impact of me that it became recurring nightmares. I hate him, the man who left my mother to fend for herself when she's pregnant with me. Why must you come back to make things so miserable for my mother and I?
Can you imagine what she went through? She had to undergo such a great heart break and losing all her hard earned money to this bastard whom I will never address as my father till the very end of time.
She tried her best to be as strong as she can be. She failed to take the set back well. The very morning I woke up, I found her lying dead in her room, with both of her wrists slitted. She left a note on the table, "I am sorry."
She left me all alone. I was only seven then. I had no other relatives. The person I was closest to, was my mum. And there she went, into the heavens, and get to savour every single minute of good life up there.
But does the word "sorry" act as food whenever I'm hungry? Or does it quench my thirst? Does it act as a companion whenever I'm lonely? Most of all, do you think "sorry" can make up for what I went through for my child hood?
Other kids get to go to school, get some handy dandy degree and settle down with a promising future. What about me? I have got no idea whether is it my fortune or my misfortune when a gang of thieves took me in..
To be continued.. tomorrow i hope.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
*negatively positive*
Today's a strange day. Life is indeed full of ups and downs. Well for today, I woke up kinda late(as compared to the recent days) then made my way to tampines mall to get some house warming present for Warren. OH yea, his house ish fabulous. So "chalet-like" cept that, its his home. Wow man, everything is so wonderfully designed. Wonder who is the architect?
so yeap, we made our way to his house. Played cards and stuff. Freak, i lost all my money, over 3 bucks. Just my luck man.. yea so thats a down for me. Well, i learnt more about myself today.. i'm a pretty bad loser actually. Yes i admit. My joyous mood completely went down hill. Yeah, i became darn pissed when i kept losing. Or close to winning for that matter. Anyways, I'm sorry guys, for choosing soccer over basketball. Paul's here once in while, so yea, decided to play soccer with him.
I didnt exactly regret my decision. Life ish lyk this isnt it? Full of crossroads, and you get to choose what path you can take. So yeap, it was an up for me. I suppose i played pretty well, i throughly enjoyed kicking around the ball.
And it ended eventually. And my chicken rice at home toppled over when i attempted to pour the chilli sauce in. Oh man, it was the first time i actually groaned pretty badly over it. Not because i hab to clear it, but because the chicken rice smelled so darn nice! A down i suppose. oh yea, i settled for some cup noodles in e end.
Time really flies, my ncc camp's over, its already coming to the end of year 2004.(soon it'll be christmas! i never spend any xmas with any girl before. sad. or my birthday ) So many things happened.. I think I'll take tonight to remember the highlights of this year. And perhaps I'll do a post on my year 2004 soon. Hope you guys had a great year.
Often people regret don't they? Things they done and stuff. I'm no exception. But you just have to live with it. I seriously hope, when the very last day of my life ends, when im on my death bed, I can say.. "I've done my best. I have no regrets at all." (no prize for guessing who said that too)
I've been blasting this song lately. An oldie i guess. But nevertheless nice. And wonderful lyrics.
Bon Jovi's Always
This romeo is bleeding, but you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up
It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well,I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me
Yeah I, will love you, baby
Always and i'll be there
Forever and a day, always
I'll be there, till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
I know when i die you'll be on my mind
and I'll love you, always
Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh
Some that made us cry
One that made you have to say goodbye
What I'd give to run my fingers thru your hair
Touch your lips, to hold you near,
When you say your prayers,
try to understand I've made mistakes,
I'm just a man
When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words
You've been needing to hear,
I'll wish I was him '
Cause these words are mine,
to say to you 'Til the end of time
If you told me to cry for you, I could
If you told me to die for you, I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price i won't pay
To say these words to you
Well, there ain't no luck in these loaded dice
But baby, if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams, and our old lives,
We'll find a place, where the sun still shines
ooh.. touching =)
Today's a strange day. Life is indeed full of ups and downs. Well for today, I woke up kinda late(as compared to the recent days) then made my way to tampines mall to get some house warming present for Warren. OH yea, his house ish fabulous. So "chalet-like" cept that, its his home. Wow man, everything is so wonderfully designed. Wonder who is the architect?
so yeap, we made our way to his house. Played cards and stuff. Freak, i lost all my money, over 3 bucks. Just my luck man.. yea so thats a down for me. Well, i learnt more about myself today.. i'm a pretty bad loser actually. Yes i admit. My joyous mood completely went down hill. Yeah, i became darn pissed when i kept losing. Or close to winning for that matter. Anyways, I'm sorry guys, for choosing soccer over basketball. Paul's here once in while, so yea, decided to play soccer with him.
I didnt exactly regret my decision. Life ish lyk this isnt it? Full of crossroads, and you get to choose what path you can take. So yeap, it was an up for me. I suppose i played pretty well, i throughly enjoyed kicking around the ball.
And it ended eventually. And my chicken rice at home toppled over when i attempted to pour the chilli sauce in. Oh man, it was the first time i actually groaned pretty badly over it. Not because i hab to clear it, but because the chicken rice smelled so darn nice! A down i suppose. oh yea, i settled for some cup noodles in e end.
Time really flies, my ncc camp's over, its already coming to the end of year 2004.(soon it'll be christmas! i never spend any xmas with any girl before. sad. or my birthday ) So many things happened.. I think I'll take tonight to remember the highlights of this year. And perhaps I'll do a post on my year 2004 soon. Hope you guys had a great year.
Often people regret don't they? Things they done and stuff. I'm no exception. But you just have to live with it. I seriously hope, when the very last day of my life ends, when im on my death bed, I can say.. "I've done my best. I have no regrets at all." (no prize for guessing who said that too)
I've been blasting this song lately. An oldie i guess. But nevertheless nice. And wonderful lyrics.
Bon Jovi's Always
This romeo is bleeding, but you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up
It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well,I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me
Yeah I, will love you, baby
Always and i'll be there
Forever and a day, always
I'll be there, till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
I know when i die you'll be on my mind
and I'll love you, always
Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh
Some that made us cry
One that made you have to say goodbye
What I'd give to run my fingers thru your hair
Touch your lips, to hold you near,
When you say your prayers,
try to understand I've made mistakes,
I'm just a man
When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words
You've been needing to hear,
I'll wish I was him '
Cause these words are mine,
to say to you 'Til the end of time
If you told me to cry for you, I could
If you told me to die for you, I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price i won't pay
To say these words to you
Well, there ain't no luck in these loaded dice
But baby, if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams, and our old lives,
We'll find a place, where the sun still shines
ooh.. touching =)
Saturday, December 04, 2004
*when a door closes, a new one opens*
Boo! It's over! It's over! I've passed out of my Senior Specialist's Course! I've managed to achieve what i set out to achieve when i was Secondary one. All the hardwork i put in paid off, by the means of my Staff Sergeant rank and a lang yard ( red white string). My role as cadet ends here. And with that, i've got myself another role to play.
with greater power comes greater responsibilities(ahh.. spidey man), now i guess it's time to be some good role model and pass down my knowledge to the juniors. (i can only say i'll try). so yup.. with confidence.
I had a struggle 2 days back. MY confidence level was really low. Thankfully, i got inspired in ways i didnt know i would. Haha, there was this particular instance, i looked down at my boots a few minutes before my turn to deliver my lesson, then i realised how come it was so well polished. Yeah, it was my dad who polished for me.. ( i noe how to do it myself! =x juz tt.. i was in a rush) . And my clothes etc. So yup, i'm gonna do well for him. And indeed! I managed to pull it off pretty well. of cause there are several other factors that inspired me..
Ahh.. i'm a happy man. My worries are all gone. Now it's time to get my private life back on track. Perhaps i should just try. Or should i not? So should i or should i not?
Oh cupid~! It's time to be cruel. Time to fire your love arrow through some hearts!
Boo! It's over! It's over! I've passed out of my Senior Specialist's Course! I've managed to achieve what i set out to achieve when i was Secondary one. All the hardwork i put in paid off, by the means of my Staff Sergeant rank and a lang yard ( red white string). My role as cadet ends here. And with that, i've got myself another role to play.
with greater power comes greater responsibilities(ahh.. spidey man), now i guess it's time to be some good role model and pass down my knowledge to the juniors. (i can only say i'll try). so yup.. with confidence.
I had a struggle 2 days back. MY confidence level was really low. Thankfully, i got inspired in ways i didnt know i would. Haha, there was this particular instance, i looked down at my boots a few minutes before my turn to deliver my lesson, then i realised how come it was so well polished. Yeah, it was my dad who polished for me.. ( i noe how to do it myself! =x juz tt.. i was in a rush) . And my clothes etc. So yup, i'm gonna do well for him. And indeed! I managed to pull it off pretty well. of cause there are several other factors that inspired me..
Ahh.. i'm a happy man. My worries are all gone. Now it's time to get my private life back on track. Perhaps i should just try. Or should i not? So should i or should i not?
Oh cupid~! It's time to be cruel. Time to fire your love arrow through some hearts!
Thursday, December 02, 2004
*saaaaaave me*
Argh.. i feel so sick right now. And thats only after one day of the camp. I wonder how am i gonna survive next 2 days. Something is so darn wrong.. my eyes juz find it hard to focus.. maybe its tired. Or maybe i'm gonna die. I dont know. And its causing me an headache. Maybe i should get contacts soon. Ahh.. save me!
I stammered like some guy hu's having fits. I've got no confidence right now. I'm terribly shaken by the embarassment. What i need now is some encouragemnet.. but i dont think i can find it anywhere.. so yup, the show's on me.. to deliver.
Maan.. i better go work on my mutuals. Wish me the bestest best luck.
Only Love
2am and the rain is falling
Here we are at the crossroads once again
You're telling me you're so confused
You can't make up your mind
Is this meant to be
You're asking me
But only love can say
Try again or walk away
But i believe for you and me
The sun will shine one day
So i just play my part
Pray you'll have a change of heart
But i can't make you see it through
That's something only love can do
In your arms as the dawn is breaking
Face to face and a thousand miles apart
I've tried my best to make you see
There's hope beyond the pain
If we give enough If we learn to trust
But only love can say
Try again or walk away
But i believe for you and me
The sun will shine one day
So i just play my part
Pray you'll have a change of heart
But i can't make you see it through
That's something only love can do
I know if I could find the words
To touch you deep inside
You'll give my dreams just one more chance
To let this be our last goodbye
But only love can say
Try again or walk away
But i believe for you and me
The sun will shine one day
So i just play my part
Pray you'll have a change of heart
But i can't make you see it through
That's something only love can do
That's something only love can do
Argh.. i feel so sick right now. And thats only after one day of the camp. I wonder how am i gonna survive next 2 days. Something is so darn wrong.. my eyes juz find it hard to focus.. maybe its tired. Or maybe i'm gonna die. I dont know. And its causing me an headache. Maybe i should get contacts soon. Ahh.. save me!
I stammered like some guy hu's having fits. I've got no confidence right now. I'm terribly shaken by the embarassment. What i need now is some encouragemnet.. but i dont think i can find it anywhere.. so yup, the show's on me.. to deliver.
Maan.. i better go work on my mutuals. Wish me the bestest best luck.
Only Love
2am and the rain is falling
Here we are at the crossroads once again
You're telling me you're so confused
You can't make up your mind
Is this meant to be
You're asking me
But only love can say
Try again or walk away
But i believe for you and me
The sun will shine one day
So i just play my part
Pray you'll have a change of heart
But i can't make you see it through
That's something only love can do
In your arms as the dawn is breaking
Face to face and a thousand miles apart
I've tried my best to make you see
There's hope beyond the pain
If we give enough If we learn to trust
But only love can say
Try again or walk away
But i believe for you and me
The sun will shine one day
So i just play my part
Pray you'll have a change of heart
But i can't make you see it through
That's something only love can do
I know if I could find the words
To touch you deep inside
You'll give my dreams just one more chance
To let this be our last goodbye
But only love can say
Try again or walk away
But i believe for you and me
The sun will shine one day
So i just play my part
Pray you'll have a change of heart
But i can't make you see it through
That's something only love can do
That's something only love can do
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
*sparklingly new life*
Slept at a time in which Dracula would be proud of you? Woke up darn early all thanks to the seemingly louder-than-usual alarm clock? Then, sub conciously evading air molecules to get to the bath room? Started looking at the mirror and wondering who's the freak in the mirror? Got yourself messily dressed and sat down at some table sipping some hot liquid? The making your way to the front door, waved a good bye and smiled weakly at ur parents? And finally carving ur way to a oh-so-beautiful day.
That was a typical day for me. Whenever i had cca, school or whatever thats boring. and i believe most people (read : lazy people) wld be like that. Ive seen those really diligent ppl, sleep early, wake up early kind. To them i guess. morning's the best part of a day. Alright Alright.. so i was thinking earlier on today, wen i was bathing, how can i actually make myself happier?
Now that i'm single, and not in love, the vibrant energy seems to have disappeared. After all.. there's zero percent i'll be "bumping into her". So yeah, i must find an alternative way. and that lies in compliments or praises!!
what do i mean? Well, think about it. Let's say early morning, your good buddy meets you up and praised u by saying.. "Hey dude! You look exceptionally handsome today!" (note: the word "exceptionally" plays a major role. try not including that word when u compliment your girlfriend. Good luck.) You'll prolly feel real good, and face the day with a whole new attitude ya? A thing to add, it doesnt have to be necessarily associated with looks. Compliments on one's great character traits works wonders too.
Ever after noticing some popular guy or some flirt(doesnt really apply to gals), you end up wondering, what sets us apart from them? The answer lies in their mouth. Not literally, but their way of talking. Usually, this breed of people are great with their tongues(again, not to be taken literally), as in they have a glib tongue. They can easily make girls swoon and making friends happy with their giving compliments. All in all, they are popular cause people feel comfortable and enjoyable being around them. (note: they make good salesman)
Nono.. im not asking you guys to be hypocrites and compliment people with fake sincerity just as to earn popularity. No matter how well u can act, people will see through you. But what can be achieved, is to be more giving by the means of compliments. Well for me, i'm not a good talker nor can i really compliment people. Perhaps im egoistic, sometimes, i just find it hard to compliment people. (maybe im a perfectionist, thinking that i can do better, i still cant really figure out..) Of course there are times, in which a guy/girl blow me off with an fresh new look. In my mind, I'll go "Wow, he/she looks hot today." but not any further than that. I wont really go up to them and say, you look great today. I do too sometimes, when i'm heads over heels and going ga-ga over some girl.
So yup, it all lies in how giving you're willing to be. Sometimes you can really bring a smile to simply anybody, by the means of a simple, sincere compliment. And the opposite can be achieved via mean criticisms. I dont wanna blabber about that. Its mean!
Went ncc today. Tomorrow there's Senior Specialist Course! Time to be staff sergeant! Can hardly wait. And i hope Nigel gets to go tomorrow too. *prays* So that's about it, a really long post i suppose. Cant help it >.<
ps: you may disagree with me. do drop a comment or two. would really appreciate it =)
So guys! go look at yourself into the mirror! "do what?" you ask. Go tell yourself how great you look today. And laugh about it and face the day with a brand new positive attitude! (even if you are botak. )
Slept at a time in which Dracula would be proud of you? Woke up darn early all thanks to the seemingly louder-than-usual alarm clock? Then, sub conciously evading air molecules to get to the bath room? Started looking at the mirror and wondering who's the freak in the mirror? Got yourself messily dressed and sat down at some table sipping some hot liquid? The making your way to the front door, waved a good bye and smiled weakly at ur parents? And finally carving ur way to a oh-so-beautiful day.
That was a typical day for me. Whenever i had cca, school or whatever thats boring. and i believe most people (read : lazy people) wld be like that. Ive seen those really diligent ppl, sleep early, wake up early kind. To them i guess. morning's the best part of a day. Alright Alright.. so i was thinking earlier on today, wen i was bathing, how can i actually make myself happier?
Now that i'm single, and not in love, the vibrant energy seems to have disappeared. After all.. there's zero percent i'll be "bumping into her". So yeah, i must find an alternative way. and that lies in compliments or praises!!
what do i mean? Well, think about it. Let's say early morning, your good buddy meets you up and praised u by saying.. "Hey dude! You look exceptionally handsome today!" (note: the word "exceptionally" plays a major role. try not including that word when u compliment your girlfriend. Good luck.) You'll prolly feel real good, and face the day with a whole new attitude ya? A thing to add, it doesnt have to be necessarily associated with looks. Compliments on one's great character traits works wonders too.
Ever after noticing some popular guy or some flirt(doesnt really apply to gals), you end up wondering, what sets us apart from them? The answer lies in their mouth. Not literally, but their way of talking. Usually, this breed of people are great with their tongues(again, not to be taken literally), as in they have a glib tongue. They can easily make girls swoon and making friends happy with their giving compliments. All in all, they are popular cause people feel comfortable and enjoyable being around them. (note: they make good salesman)
Nono.. im not asking you guys to be hypocrites and compliment people with fake sincerity just as to earn popularity. No matter how well u can act, people will see through you. But what can be achieved, is to be more giving by the means of compliments. Well for me, i'm not a good talker nor can i really compliment people. Perhaps im egoistic, sometimes, i just find it hard to compliment people. (maybe im a perfectionist, thinking that i can do better, i still cant really figure out..) Of course there are times, in which a guy/girl blow me off with an fresh new look. In my mind, I'll go "Wow, he/she looks hot today." but not any further than that. I wont really go up to them and say, you look great today. I do too sometimes, when i'm heads over heels and going ga-ga over some girl.
So yup, it all lies in how giving you're willing to be. Sometimes you can really bring a smile to simply anybody, by the means of a simple, sincere compliment. And the opposite can be achieved via mean criticisms. I dont wanna blabber about that. Its mean!
Went ncc today. Tomorrow there's Senior Specialist Course! Time to be staff sergeant! Can hardly wait. And i hope Nigel gets to go tomorrow too. *prays* So that's about it, a really long post i suppose. Cant help it >.<
ps: you may disagree with me. do drop a comment or two. would really appreciate it =)
So guys! go look at yourself into the mirror! "do what?" you ask. Go tell yourself how great you look today. And laugh about it and face the day with a brand new positive attitude! (even if you are botak. )
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