Hahax.
The key to having friends loyal to you and you loyal to them is to be honest. I have this theory in me, it goes somewhat like this.
Whatever you do, you have to be responsible for it. It goes for every single thing, and this includes your friendship. Because you set out to make this friend in the first place, you have every responsibility in the woirld to keep this friendship burning. If the friendship fails or falters, then the fault is yours.
The flaw of course, lies in the fact that it takes two hands to clap, two lips to kiss and two people to run a school(P and VP). If the other party doesn't co-operate, obviously the friendship will fail because we all know distances kills friendships. So do you blame yourself for that?
Then its a matter of endless arguements-perspectives. The confident ones push the blame onto the other party(and i'm not saying its wrong, actually, its right~), the not-so-confident ones, like me, still blame ourselves.
In other words, this is but a senseless entry. I just wanted to say honesty is the best policy. Bare your hearts and the flame of friendship burns on.
On a more mundane, self-indulging and HAO LIAN note, I got highest readership of 67 readers for the entire history of my blogging task. It's minutely tiny compared to Xiaxue and the likes, but I'm just a 17-yr-old kid noe~~ *blink blink*
Hmmmmmm
why cant life ever be lived in ignorance?
Hanor hanor.
A good friend.
I think I am in love with Kenny Shen.
How can a guy be so nice? From my point of view, for someone to be trampled on, spit upon, scowled at, fingers pointed at, laughed at, he is still so nice.
Reminds me of koksin too, just that kenny look less barbaric.
Don't worry kenny.
The world can fall on you and nuclear bombs drop on u, but i will still lovesupport you as a gd fren.
Woot.
体会
An afternoon of thoughts... Xiang tong le?
体会了很多。 似乎以前蛮重要的人变得十分重要， 而看待重要的事变得分文不值。 我的心被禁锢了好久好久， 我还以为是为了同一件事。。。 原来， 现在的我， 因为一个人而放下了那两年来的伤心， 转为为那个人的关心。
那个人释放了我， 也禁锢了我。
但， 这次不一样。
这次的我， 是心甘情愿地被禁锢。
不管那个人理不理会， 我也只能静静的等着。。。
等着发生几率几乎是零的结果。
Fountain of life.
There's always something to kick me down the well of despair every single day. I must admit that as i always think if i'm the only one who feels this way i think at the same time that are others facing the same bad things? I whine a lot, others don't, so they're living a better life than i do? It just seems as if the constant demoralizations by life, work, school, friends and love only happens to me all the time.
The difference in today than any other day is that while i dwell in this well of despair, i am not despairing.
I just feel empty.
The same emptiness i felt a few weeks back that made the tap open on me on the bus is now just... nothing. Really. I feel nothing. I know i should be very sad and bothered by my just-failed-attempt-on-an-outing; or be very sad thinking about how i might be ignored. Or be very worried on how i'm trapped in the corner with the impending common tests of mine and the examinations of that lazy sister.
Thankfully, none of these emotions are in me. Should thankfully be used? hahaz.
Life's an irony. Maybe i've just toughened up. A little more cruel. A little more cold. A little more attitude. A little more numbness. Maybe a little more optimism?
Or simply given up? Hope not.
the change..
I was seen and avoided?.. Hope its just a wrong thought.
Anyway, today's dialogue was crap. Totally.
From the Cannot Push, Fine board, the speaker was late, he left some slides at his office, he gave a not-very-captivating talk. And he was not even a tad bit serious. It just feels like he came to fufil his duties and get his pay, come here talk talk can liao lor~ kinda thing.
I think the gahmen people too slack le, metal rice bowl ma, you sit there shake leg do what is needed can liaoz get salary. When needed get the pro ones go out talk on TV a bit can appease people liaoz.
I think this is a highly dangerous entry, hence...All subjects mentioned showing similarities to anyone or
anything living or dead are purely coincidental and tyco. Plz don't sue
me.
Yet another...
Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you?
Too many of use stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person do not care as much, or even at all.
A few years back hardly any of us thought that they would never want to grow up. Now, everyone around would be thinking of that. And its not just the never-ending tests and tutorials.
Its the hypocrisy we face and we show. Be it to friends, family, teachers... All of a sudden, we are wearing on masks that just adds on to our face each time we meet someone. Occasionally, in front of your real friends do you put that facade down, revealing what's behind that is a battered, tired, and sickly you. Sick of the role-playing.
But there isn't much choice, do I? Maybe it seems that I do, but i guess if i were to be 'true to myself' , it will eventually cause my isolation; the fact is that there really isn't a lot of people i like(in the sense that i don't hate them).
I don't like this mask. Because smiling in front of those hateful people makes me numb to the real feeling of a smile. Occasionally, the barbarian makes me smile from the bottom of my heart, or the gathering with those old peers that allow me to put that acting aside and be the real bastard i am. But other than these rare times, its either i smile in that fake arch or i put on that stinky face which my mother always complain about. Don't blame me for being who i am at home, mom, blame the society, hahaz...
But the truth is, we didn't realise that in the past and took the ability to smilie sincerely as granted; its only when we lose it that we cherish and miss it. Albeit the basic flaw human nature has, to only take notice when its lost.
Then again, what's rare is what we'll cherish, isn't it?
Sua gu meets Subway.
Besides MacDonald's, KFC, Long Johm Silver's and the occasional Pizza Hut, there really is no other fast foods in my life. Today, while returning home and pretty hungry, I decided that I should do a breakthrough and eat at the newly opened Subway! 我一向认为， 自己是个没有耐性的人。 原来， 我的耐心只给另一些比较重要的事。 等着等着， 耐心反而变成了愚昧。
Feeling a lil apprehensive at first, i hesitated for a while before making my order. Because its gonna be such a disgrace if i have problems ordering. Bracing up myself and giving as pro a look i have, i ordered.
The bastard broke through my defences on his first question as i lost the look and it changed into one of shock+what?+sua gu-ness. Damn. I didn't know you get to choose your own bread-_-.
可惜， 无人回应， 只留下自己一个痴痴的等。
我知道
我知道我的能耐， 我知道我的地位， 也知道我的该与不该。我想， 事情想得太透彻， 反而更难过。 越想， 脚步越沉重。 忧郁， 是喝下了咖啡， 而回流的不是现实般的苦涩， 是思念的灰色。 忧郁， 是踏着沉重的脚步， 而撩起的不是匆忙的灰尘， 是挂念的灰烬。
...
今天好冷。 冷的不是天气， 是人。
Can anyone got stupider than this? 2 mistakes...
Let me pick up the bits and shreds of confidence that got eroded to its bottom today.
Not saying much doesn't mean its ok.
No...
No, I don't want that to happen... Suddenly, i am feeling scared..
When you wake up in the morning, remembering a dream so vividly for the first time in your miserable life, with the dream so damn real and so prone to occurring, your pillow all wet.
You know you'll be very bothered by the dream for the rest of the day...
Power of words.
Making promises that are so out of your control, that you are so prone to breaking, that you made in a moment of folly. Isn't that immaturity of a kind? You're obviously not able to take responsibility for them, then why make them in the first place?
Like how i made the promise to buy my mum a bungalow when i grow up, it is only now that i realise how immatured that promise is; not just because its near impossible, but I have absolutely no control over it.
Words are very powerful thing, and if i were to explain why, it would be a GP essay on how the mass media and politicians manipulated words to their advantage. When was the last time when a guy says the forever-love-you promise only to have him leaving you? When was a last time a guy promised not to make you cry but after some time, you weeped and weeped and he doesn't give a damn? Or the last time a girl told she'll never leave and you caught her holding hands with another guy on the streets? Very theatrical, but ren shen ru xi, xi ru ren shi, bu shi ma?
I don't know why, but examples of broken promises are found most commonly in relationships. Maybe its because ai de shen, er mang mu, that made people so blind to the extent of being so irresponsible with their words, or maybe simply they believe that love can accomplish everything and hence, thinking that they can really keep the promise. This is what i see as an abuse of the power of words, how a simple sentence can send your love ones flying with joy, how a simple word can turn an angry girlfriend around.
Quoting a cliche, with great power comes great responsibility; especially when everyone has the power to words, everyone of us possesses this great power. It is the basic human nature in us that make us abuse the power when we have it, it is indeed a feat to keep that urge down.
Talk is cheap, practising what you preach is a far cry from reality; like what i'm doing now, i am typing all this out, yet i am so prone to making this humane mistake, so easily falling prey to the curse of power abuse.
Maybe i can try to control this.
But.. but...
But i am only human...
happi-ness.
http://colinandkero.blogspot.com/
Before you click on that link, there's a few things I need to warn you about.
Scroll down to the bottoms of the page if you still don't know whose or what's going on.
蒲公英
我如蒲公英。 风带我来到远方， 学会与寂寥相处， 当我饮着漠然的水分长成时， 风再把我肢解带向虚无的未来。
又有谁会了解我？
Random thoughts.
What am i to u?
There are times when you change yourself knowingly or unknowingly, and you had realise you changed, you think to yourself, how did i do that?
Has that happened to you?
I never know there is a part of me that can supress the urge to speak out, because I say, therefore i am. Not happy, say, happy, say. There really isn't many secrets about me to those buddies of mine, cuz i'll always buay tahan and find one of them to talk to. But, I've realised that change. Maybe its that fear of somehow, what you wanted to say got leaked out; or maybe i've just decided to lost trust in humanity. Whatever the reason, this is one change i just realised because i just realise there's suddenly so many things bottled in me: this never quite happened to me, and even if there were, it would only for a slight period before i tell it to someone.
Another change, I never knew there is a part of me that can supress hatred. Not saying much here.. But the difference is that I know who or what i made this change for.
You do things that had seemed like impossible to you before, and this always pops up along in your life.
Like from the start of my life, I never knew i can stop smiling.
我要快乐
Some parts of 张惠妹's '我要快乐' sounded especially loud now.想做乐观的人 每种雨声听了都不冷
我并不是天生爱寂寞 却比任何人都多
就算把世界给我 我还是一无所有
我要快乐我要能睡的安稳
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我要快乐 哪怕笑的再大声
心不是热的 全都是假的
只有眼泪是真的
I feel like... like a lowly being that doesn't deserve to live on this world.
I need a gun. And i need someone to pull the trigger.
Hopei feel betta tml. =|
And i'm sick.
When will I be free?
I feel pain each time i recall it.
No matter what, i'll never forget that disappointment; of trying so hard yet yielding no results.
Somehow, there's something to weight me down every day.
Talentime
Greatly inspired by all those participants of Talentime, their awesome bravery to sing in front of the audience... Despite the occasional S'pore Idol style jokers... despite those whom i had a great time laughing at.
I have decided!
I SHALL JOIN TALENTIME!
What? Cannot register liaoz? Awwwww~
Sad. Next year lor.
Tried.
Do you understand?
Maybe not.
I tried so hard to tell myself its not my fault, i tried shirking the damned responsibility. I really don't feel like blaming myself. Becuz i tried, dammit. Becuz i tried so damn hard.
Where were the nice people who would come up and tell me its ok, its not ur fault, u tried... Whatever that'll make me feel better. Yes, outright lies, but it makes ME feel better.
But in the end. I was the one who did the paper. Who screwed up the paper and thought he could pass it. Whose fault but mine?
Sometimes. Trying is no where near enough.
Of barbarians and giants.
They say never judge a book by its cover. So true. Borrowed this fancy-looking book and turns out content really very fanciful too.
Off topic. Anyway, sometimes you really do meet people who just don't do things or display characters that reflects like their looks. Example: Sat went to play basketball with a group of guys from CSS, 4/6 guys were there as well. There's this really big guy, name is Hor Ping(if im not wroong), whose height challenges weiliang's and width only lose a bit. Thought he'll be really fierce and all; turns out he's as much a joker as xian yao is. Xian yao is another guy, he has this very cool dyed fringe that makes him the friendly neighbourhood ah-beng, but he is in essence, damn crappy.
And of all classic exmaples, Ong Kok Sin is da most classic.
He talks like a barbarian, sings like a barbarian, walks like a barbarian. eats like a barbarian... WAIT. He is a barbarian!
Ok. What doesn't reflect is how gentle this barbarian is to his girl =)
helpless.
要帅不帅的男人
Its so interesting to read a story where the leading character bears such a striking and uncanny resemblance to yourself. Except for the part where the guy is actually pretty good-looking and good at studies.
Its so sad to know the life the guy has been leading too; just like yourself.都大三了， 原本以为念大学理所当然就该恋爱， 这个逻辑就像吃牛排得用刀叉一样自然。 怎知道我刀叉拿在手上那么久还是不见一块牛排上桌。。。
"想吃牛排就得找服务生点啊！ 被动的男孩追不到女生， 就跟被动的客人总是会比较晚吃到餐点一样。。。除非你帅到爆， 又或者。。。 女生想不开咯。"
老友说着
yawn.
Tryin to keep those over-sensitive thoughts at bay. Haiz.The winds blow and sway the leaves. The winds blows and my thoughts rattle. Thy winds blow and my heart fumbles.
Woot.
Today is sleeping day. Thank goodness i slept.
Sleep so much. Wake up watch Gundam, sleep, help someone do something, sleep again... Damn shiok.
But if you have been through such wonderful days, you would have surely know of one side-effect; ultra-laziness.
Juz bored.
How many times are they planning to run Jackie Chan's RUSH HOUR on TV?
终于明白
Besides the ultra-corny effects and even more corny fighting scenes, 仙剑奇侠传 actually motivates me into some in-depth thinking which i have lost touch for some time already.
因为拥有过， 才会感到放手时的痛楚和不舍。 姑且不谈‘道’， 平时的处事也时一样道理， 不是吗？ 我还没经历这种很强烈的不舍， 但从现在简单的尝试不想都有困难， 大概可以感觉到吧。 很多时候， 本来是自己在给自己痛苦烦恼， 却把责任推给了其他因素， 久了， 也变得盲目了。什么都说 我不想懂
至少我还拥有美丽的梦
什么都说 我真的不想懂
终于明白 该放手
本来开始还觉得片尾曲, '终于明白' 跟戏不搭， 现在却发现它是贴切地不得了。 人， 总是在面对现实时， 想逃。 结果， 才恍然发现自己握得太紧了。
今天， 终于明白， 相爱不如相知的道理。
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Strangely, using Eng and Chi interchangeably seemed so strange yet essential. The above in Eng would be strange, i don't even how to start, if used in Chi, and the thoughts wouldn't be accurate were in Eng.
And, I can't seem to use Chi for suan-ing(example, suaning the bad effects of the show) though i'm adept with it in real-life. It just doesn't packs the punch Eng has, like the F-word is so powerful compared to its Chi counterpart.
In other words, i feel that Eng for me is more for the real-life and streets; but Chi is more poetic and virtual. Hurhur.
Nothing.
I think I lost track of how long have i not slept.
The essence of life lies in you making mistakes then learn from them, seeing other people make mistakes and learning from them. To make life more exciting, you forgot what you learned and then you make the mistake again.
The frustrating part is when you does it for the third time.
Process
Eh?
Arh!
Orh...
Haiz...
hmmm!
huh?
Haiz...
sobx.
waiting.
waiting...
waiting...
waiting...
Its that kind where you knew nothing will happen, yet you stupidly stay on and wait and wait... Just like what i've always been doing.
But i guess i don't mind being stupid ba.
Update
Went out to eat and shop for a certain friend's coming birthday. Eventually settled for a kimono, $20 worth of toilet paper, $20 worth of tissue paper, a cock and a pair of shoes. Hurhur.
And i think olives are terrible food.Its an irony, isn't it?
On one hand you want the concern.
On the other hand you are trying to make yourself better so as to not make people worry.
That's a tough job in itself.
But, there are some people, who faces this dilemma, go on to make the situation worse for themselves by continuing to publicise out their sadness, desperation, pathetic-ness, showing how down their situation is, then ending the post by saying they'll get better. Not very convincing isn't it?
I saw myself in that observation. Something new learnt today, isn't?
Cold
冷淡.
Trying hard.
时上的每一样事都有两种极端的对比。 -wy
所以你越开心， 伤心也会以同样的数量来补上。
What i am experiencing now is an emotional breakdown. Yep, not depression, but a breakdown. What's the difference? You may ask, well, the difference is: when you are in depression, you are depressed 24-7, when you are in an emotional breakdown, you despair, then you laugh happily, then you depress, then you play joyfully.... If you are still unsure, go and ask Hongyi or koksin about my SHM of moods.
I am ultra over-sensitive and insecured; but the problem is I don't say it out. I'm sure if i did i'll be better off cuz my questions will be answered and all that conspiracy theories in my mind vaporizes. But its not happening, i have to keep mum or things may spiral out of control.
Usually, I have a 'theme' for myself to think and hu si luan xiang. Recently there has only been one.
And its tearing my logic apart.
Nothing to worry though since there isn't anyone who'll worry. I hope i can get out of it soon enough.I still have that sense of humour.
Ooomph
but i guess what's the worst is when the person lies about how they feel. keeping away the truth, hurts more. :))
-Chian Wen
That struck a chord. Though i'm not sure if she meant it hurting the one lying or the one being lied to.
I am more in favour of the one lying.
But the truth is, sometimes you can't help it.
Emo
Tried to do my NS pre-enlistees registration thingy...
Log in, change username and pw as required. BAH!
System cropped up again.
Called MINDEf. And they have to freaking reset the damn thing again.
Then i'm REALLY pressed for time to get my registration done.
Well. At most go jail sit lohz~
I-Am-The-World theory
WARNING: Whiny.
Basically, I-Am-The-World theory is one that i use it on self-centered people who imposes their view on others, forcing others to conform to their own beliefs; as such, usually it's the powerful people who displays such characteristics. Who am i talking about?
Ahhh.. This is, afterall, a public blog and God knows if the school set up a secret agency to keep tabs on students' blogs. Therefore, the subject of my post today shall be code-named, Potassium Hydroxide(use symbols, if u might).
So here's the example of the I-Am-The-World theory.
Potassium Hydroxide here, said that he had saw a couple holding hands and pretty intimate with each other. He doesn't like it, so he says its not allowed.
Potassium Hydroxide said he kept seeing students wearing their headphones, 'with wires here and there'(it appeas that 2 wires is too much, either that or he's seeing double), listening to their music even as they cross roads, and he doesn't like it, so he say its not allowed(i dun tink he said that explicitly).
Get the point? I-Am-The-Worlders ban things they don't like, thinking that since he/she doesn't like it, then its wrong. That's frustrating isn't it? Potassium Hydroxide is what i'll say, a so-called Communist-inspired person, what do you think will be the things that he'll dislike??
Tons.
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And since i'm on the topic of this person, can i complain as well that Mr Conservatalist here imposes things without asking for public opinion? hello? What was supposed to be the completion date of the Powerful Dota block? And where is it now? What happened to Love Fiesta and what's up with that EOY-thousand-people-dinner? And the Chinese Cultural lessons? Can't Mr Potassium Hydroxide look at the GP grades and think, using his logic????
I have obviously side-tracked far far from the I-Am-The-World theory. And i seriously don't think i made sense.
Nevermind. This is meant to be a juvenile-whining post and i am pissed.
No one but yourself knows what you've went through.
grrrr~
What's the GRC doing?
Every election walk-over also no need to be so bloody slack right? Na bei, lim peh walk home have to siam here and there, bo dai ji wall also got one army ambush. Reach home sole also quite a few wings or legs there. If that day kan lucky, 4d tio, Toto tio, tua cai(Big Sweep, hokkien) tio, house also heng heng tio few cockroach come patronise la.
Get rid of the freaking cockroaches!!!!
Or else...
Come Chiam See Tong, come Low Thia Khang, i welcome you two from Potong Pasir and Hougang. Jurong loves you.
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Maybe its just a one-way thing.
But this is the first time someone's mood can affect mine so directly.
JJ
Was watching JJ Lin Jun Jie on TV just now, some show that is reminiscing JJ's childhood.
He was a introvert when he was young! Reminded me of myself, though i wasn't as serious as JJ was.
But things change. Look at what he is now.I am holding on. Surprisingly.
What had mattered so much to me no longer seems so indispensible now.
There's always these sharp turns in life that make you realise that letting go of some emotions and thoughts, that seemed impossible to let go, is really that easy.
Aided
There are a lot of things that you cannot post it publicly. Not just because its public, but by putting it up for everyone to see, what do you think the parties involved would think? This is like lining your dirty laundry out for everyone to see, and you're even taking other people's out with you!
Yes yes, i noe i noe, blog is your personal space~ But when you write things that invades into other people's spaces as well, then its no longer your personal stuff only right? Also, if you have persoanl problems, like with someother girl, and you splash it all over ur blog, then how will people view it? And worse, how will the girl view it?
I have made the mistake to posting some family stuff, and although that wouldn't have done a lot of damage, I was tittering on the edge of being overboard.
The media is a powerful thing. And like the many other powerful things...
We lose control over it.
Work work work
I guess there isn't much i can do now. Even it there is, I dunno what can it be.
I like James Blunt's "You're Beautiful". Because the last 2 lines echoed my thoughts.But its time to face the truth. I will never be with you.
Back to work.
MSN faces
Its amazing how a random click on the lists of 'Recently Updated blogs' can bring you.
Look at this page off this week's i-Weekly.
Anything familiar?
With that click, i just hitched myself a ride onto Taiwanese blogs' newest and popular wave. Woot.
爱尔兰咖啡
「請問要點茶或咖啡？」
「咖啡。」
「請問您要哪種咖啡？」
「愛爾蘭咖啡。」
「需要加眼淚嗎？」
「啊？什麼？」
If you were a avid listening of 93.3FM you've noticed this certain segment of 'voice-acting'; to tell a story through the Djs acting as the characters. Essentially, its the TV without the visuals.
To my surprise, they were doing the story on '爱尔兰咖啡', Irish Coffee.
I actually chance upon this story a few months back while surfing, and love the story because it is about my favourite drink, coffee. Of course the story is not entirely about the coffee la. Its more of the origins of Irish Coffee and the very beautiful meanings contained in that glass of coffee; of tolerance and patience.
Till now, I'm not sure about the existence of Irish Coffee cuz i've never even heard of it, though its highly probable. I think when i get older i'll look for it. By the way, Irish coffee isn't exactly a coffee. It contains Whiskey so it can be considered as a cocktail of sorts.
I actually wanted to write it up here, but the story's long and i don't think people would bother to read.
Those interested can take a look here.
PS: The fonts are in traditional Chinese, too bad if you can't read them. If you can, try to get used to their style. taiwanese writers tend to adopt this rather messy kind of style. This is already quite organized de.
Dilemma.
The last thing i ever would want is for people around me to be sad. I'm trying. But its difficult to get rid that part of me and having to keep another part of me beneath.
The fact is i used to be a pretty cocky guy. That was when i didn't have the negativity to keep it down.
The fact is i used to say things at the spur of the moment and hurt people without caring about their feelings. That was when i didn't have the negativity to keep it down.
I don't want to be the negative one and turn people away because being with me would be xin ku. Who wants loneliness when you can get the one you love by thowing away that part of you?
Neither do i want to be the insensitive and cocky bastard I have come to detest so much.I want the best of both worlds. That, is really a lot to ask for...
Really random.
Wrote out an entire entry on my thoughts.
This is what that is left.
A long way to go.
A lot of times, people try to think that when they do something nice for someone else, they do not expect that person to do something in return.
People want to think that way because it makes them look generous, saint-like. The fact is few really can attain that level. I admit that I am one of those people, who claims to do things not wanting returns but gets sour when really, nothing was done. It just a matter of whether i can withhold that sourness and tell myself that that is wrong.
I'm not that matured to be able to think that way. I remembered few months back, my friend complained that he isn't getting much recognition for all the things he had been doing for the clique, saying that after organising an outing, the least he can get is a word of thanks. I replied telling him that people turning up for the outing itself is an indication of appreciation. But the fact is I didn't think that way at all. I know thge feeling of taking pains to try and organise something and in the end, the participants show no appreaciation whatsoever. Some time back, i cared a lot about that issue.
But i'm proud to say now that this is not a problem, because i genuinely feel that people being able to turn up is a blessing in itself already! Looking at the hectic schedule we have, i guess I can pretty much understand people giving reasons of tests for not going to a certain outing.
Then again, that is just a very tiny step to being someone better. There still is many petty and selfish emotions inside of me, those that i will only voice out when I have gotten over those problems.
In the meantime, there is still much to learn.都是你 光良
谁改变了我的世界
没有方向没有日夜
我看着天这一刻在想你
是否会对我一样思念
你曾说我们有一个梦
等到那天我们来实现
我望着天在心中默默念
下一秒你出现在眼前
想念的心装满的都是你
我的钢琴弹奏的都是你
我的日记写满的都是你的名
才发现又另一个黎明
My Life
Smth light.
"It's boring to see people happy. doesn't suicidal blogs attract more attention than sunny, cookie-cutter types?"
Wow.
Following in Xiaxue's footsteps, there's another one over the moon.
*ouch* Happy bug bit me.
Journey to the ethereal.
*Just said it out of convenience.A lot of things are not as it seems.
Today just felt like the Monday from hell. Nevermind if that sounded wrong, I almost died in PC.
Chiong la chiong, never eat go chiong. Halfway through i suddenly realise the world seems different. For once I thought my point of view has shifted and I have trancended into another dimension higher than the normal human is in and i have officially gained immoralityimmortality; turns out to be the opposite. The giddiness continued as i boarded the bus and furiously stuffing myself with sweet things to replenish sugar level. turns out to be rather effective.
But the ordeal of travelling between the ethereal planes of the unknown dimensions giddiness itself had sapped me of my energy, and so upon reaching home, i took a bath and went to sleep.
Right now, I am enjoying my dinner, the usual course for the past week of Maggi Mee. And thank God*, I am given an extra bowl of canned sardines!! Superb, cuisine of Royalty standards and totally extravagant, it makes me guilty to even think about what i have just eaten.
I am mere hours from my FM test. And it is pretty obvious what the stress of the test has done to me. I have reason to believe that the stress is stretching me beyond limits of Hooke's Law, creating an entirely new dimension known as time-space. And yes, smart ones would realise it is the opposite of our current 4th dimension; so in this new dimension, E is not equal to mc2
Other than all these, I have no other information regarding this new dimension, and the next time i can try to find would be probably on Thursday, which i will attempt, once again, to reach across the dimensions and explore. Until then, I'll just go back to getting stressed with my desserts and see if another dimension pops out again. Hopefully i don't lose my life in the process.
Its terrifying to see what an education system can do to someone right?
sigh
I hate sleepless nites.
Campus Superstar.
Campus Superstar was absolutely fabulous. And i believe the results are pretty obvious.
Who else but Renfred?? The ultimate singer man!! Everyone is so stunned at his amazing voice and renditions of songs. Just listen to him! 'Kiss goodbye', i think if Lee Hom were there to hear it he would have bowed down under Renfred's superior, otherwise, GODLIKE voice. Every note he hit it home, every pitch he got it on, ABSOLUTELY NO MISTAKES AT ALL! Renfred is da best man.
And how can we forget his performance of 'Wo De Mai Ke Feng'? The rap, he made it totally Chinese ma, every word he pronounced it out loud and not make it sound awkward at all. I think if Wilber were there he would have kneel down, offer a cup of tea and pai Renfred wei shi man.
And if there's the good, there's the bad. Zhiyang. OMG. This kind of standard oso can sing? WAH KAO. The judges are deaf izzit? How can let him in? 'Superwoman' really sing like woman, scream scream scream, high note only wad, can't sing oso, haiyo~
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I did that when it seem as if Renfred was winning. Gave up on the competition.
It appears that there is still justice left in the world. Hahaz..
Lucky
There are a lot worse things in life that can happen but i am fortunate enough to not meet with these. I'm not saying i want to, of course i don't, its just that when i complain how sucky life is now or whine about some minor issues, the fact is that i still know i'm pretty fortunate. Yes, there are times where i'll fall back to become the traditional S'porean-style spoilt brat where failure to eat a dinner is the worse thing on Earth, but other times i know exactly what i have and should cherish. Why else am i staying in the house and avoiding conflicts?
I admit i'm not good at expressing my feelings, love, if i might put it. That's why I'll just do it the silent way. I don't mind if they don't see it and appreciate; because I know they've done enough. I dislike some of their actions, but there can be no way for me to hate them.
I do know people who've been through worse things that i have. And a lot of times, i wonder how can they make it through the ordeal; after the entire incident, remain that optimistic about life. And the biggest irony is that they can even be that someone who makes you laugh and laugh...
Youths of my age can be so strong, so determined. it just makes me darken into the background relatively.
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I happen to thought of something last nite.
The six of us, in our mid-forties, sitting around a table in a kopitiam, legs on the chair and whatsoever-essential-stances-that-is-required-in-a-kopitiam, each drinking our kopis or kopi-os then chatting about everything under the sun.
It's so wrong to say i miss them, cuz besides for Lyoe and weimin, i still get to see the others. But yesterday, April Fool's Day, i thought of weimin because of the wonderful prank on him; i listen to some songs, briefly heard the saxophone and thought of Lyoe.
Maybe the dream of us still a gang so many years down the road is so near impossible, but i still prefer to keep it as a possibility, because nowadays, i'm in the mood for hope.
Happiness.
Imagine a scenario here. You're messenging a friend, talking about some gossips about someone else. Very personal stuff, things that are so incriminating that the someone else will kill you if he/she gets wind of it.
So sub-consciously, you're thinking about that soneone else(becuz he/she's the topic of your conversation). Then when you're sending, you went down your contact list to find that someone else's numbe instead of the friend's.
Voila. You just made the stupidest mistake of your life.
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The results of my adjustments were pretty positive. I thought it can go on.
Now its destroyed.
Nice one weiyuan. You're the biggest fool of April Fool's Day.
Blog hop.
I blog-hop by going to the Blogger homepage and clicking on a random link on its "Recent Updated" and "Blogs of of note".
And by some super-duper-freak accident, i clicked on one and found the blogger to have the same birthday as me!
Damn pro.
Here's the link.
PS: Nothing else is special abt the blog. hurhur..
