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Christmas Entitlement

2009-12-03T22:46:00.002+08:00

We seek a myriad of things.

Some emotional, some material, some illusional. We seek so many things, some for obvious reasons, yet some for puzzling subtle occurrences you might never figure out. That intuitive initiative that mysteriously commands that bandwagon for that endless search, sometimes with so much resistance.

There is no time for contemplation nor procrastination.

Yet, there are times we feel so strong, but so wrong.

We can laugh it off , but we know it still bugs that small part of us that ain't letting it dissolve into our sea of thoughts. We make decisions, we have resolutions but we fail to stand by these decisions and resolutions that could have induced so many lessons life bestowed us with.

For a simple reason: Fear.

Fear for failures, fear of dismal and sadness that comes along unfortunately. We will do anything and everything to escape these adversities. But undeniably, there are that so many times we are trapped within that vicious cycle of our own. One that we unconsciously created.

Facing problems are one of that few instinctive abilities that mankind are equipped with. With a snap of our fingers, these problems can vanish. But it would be all a matter of choice: To be happy and satisfied, or to be adventurous and capitalise, hoping we can get the the most out of it.

Lessons learnt, stay applicable for a long time. I would definitely avoid making the same mistakes again.

Easier said than done. We do have our many foolish moments that we fail to listen and observe to sieve the rightness in it.

And on the festive mood, wishing you a Merry Christmas. :)

Minorities

2009-11-30T13:18:00.002+08:00

Minorities irate our cosmopolitan city terribly. The bolster ought to hit them a thousand times, just enough to bring them to concussion and give the tormentors a job to die for.

In such audacity, these infiltrators dare strewn accusations associated with my community. There couldn't be compromise, neither further communication. We have a proud history dating back 5000 years and if there was a imminent problem, we would be most informed- at least much more than you can tell us about.

In my opinion, I would deny their rights to seek redress for what they would like to call- a chinky problem. I would strip all yours rights and empower our people to trample on the outcasts of our society, none other than you.

Now, step back into your habitats of construction grounds while arming yourselves with vacuum cleaners.

感覺

2009-11-15T16:54:00.004+08:00

己個鐘頭後就要起飛了，

心情卻七上八下。

跟原本盼望的夢想旅程哪麼的接近，

心情卻哪麼的遙遠。

送我那個力量吧！

Entitlement

2009-10-28T01:17:00.002+08:00

You are the sweetest entity in my coveted dreams.

That's really sweet.

The Existence

2009-10-16T23:25:00.002+08:00

That subtle feeling of losing that particular part of me is largely responsible for that irregularity that is brewing in me. Everything just does not interest me anymore, and i'd prefer a bland life of having quiet nights in than wild nights out.

I got to take a little time, that little time to think things over. And i'd better read between the lines, in case i need them older.

I want to know what love is, and i want you to show me.

I want to feel what love is, and i know you can show me.

The life

2009-10-14T00:04:00.006+08:00

The number 2 has dawned itself upon me. 2 accompanied with a 0.

Yes, 20.

The significance of this number is nothing but just a simple arithmetic addition to many, looking ahead to so much more fun and excitements. But somehow, this number seem to strike that chord in me that it is in relation to so much more responsibilities and incessant worries that life bestow me with.

We live for today, everyday indeed- moving on from yesterday yet obliged to take into consideration for tomorrow.

Doesn't it sound too much of a hassle?

The number 20 harps on the start of another decade of living. Yet it seemed that I had lived that much- that much of happiness, that much of sorrows and that much of procrastination.

Happiness are short-lived. Sorrows seem to echo itself magnificently at times.

It all ends with, how much happiness am i willing to make. In other words, how much sacrifice would i give in exchange for that happiness that seem so ever bleak and the sorrows i never want to experience and possess.

Hellos and Goodbyes

2009-09-27T04:06:00.004+08:00

We gain some, we lose some.

We embrace some, we bid farewell to some.

We love some, we hate some.

Departures only serve to remind us of the good that once lingered, the bad that you burnt your fingers and learnt your lessons from. Embracing the moment allows us to treasure things that are close to us, enjoying the moment, preserving them as awesome memories in years to come.

Yet, we are theoretical creatures.

We always know what is ideal, what is best for us. However, we never fail to prove our theories wrong. We hate when we are suppose to love. We fail to see the good, yet echo, scrutinise and brood on the bad. We behave like we were born to hate after all.

This, is life after all.

People who love

2009-09-08T23:14:00.001+08:00

I witnessed the "shaving ceremony" of my friends who are enlisting in a few days time. My experience a few months ago, seemed ages back though.

That feeling of insecurity the night before enlistment just seem to amplify itself on the actual day, when i was sitting on the hairdresser chair. You know you are entering a regimental life but you fear. Fear not being able to fit just right in, fear to wake at inhumane hours of the day, fear you might not be able to do pull-ups.

With all your hair gone, you emerge from the chair, all prepared to live the life you had heard so much about, but has yet to experience.

A person who is sensible about love, isn't capable of it.

Everlasting Song

2009-08-29T15:27:00.004+08:00

Different songs represent different parts of my life.

Maybe it is this song.

But maybe it is this part of my life that i cannot really concuss and move on without looking back.

Two years and counting, I swear it has been played on my ipod by the thousands.

空虚

2009-08-14T00:33:00.006+08:00

在臥室里徘徊着，沈重的心七上八下，腦卻一片空白。

我嘆，我又嘆。

人生中凡是都要做出許多決定和選擇，真令人絞盡腦汁。

每當遇到挫折時，心裡的掙扎卻讓人無可奈何。

但在路的交叉口，始終還是要做個決定。

很遺憾的是，我目前做的每個選則或決定都幾乎是個錯誤。

生命做的許多決定，是對是錯，也罷了。

我要變的更自私，更無情，就是為了保護自己。

所為俗語說的好：人不為己，天駐地滅。

Celebration

2009-08-04T23:21:00.000+08:00

The start of a romance is not defined by a commemorative date that demands annual celebration but rather a commencement of a lifetime celebration.

Check

2009-07-04T13:56:00.017+08:00

POP, next ORD.

17012011

It had been an arduous month i guess. Life's not exactly smooth sailing to begin with. Fretting over posting order, getting the wrong people in my cabin and getting into a significant number of NS woes. Trouble seems to be finding its way, creeping into me.

Wednesday would be the liberation day i'd look forward to. Get posted out, out of hell to be exact. Life was great, with great company of fellow diver trainees to a very much lesser extent, a fucked up routine. But many times in life we do exercise some intricate planning, for the fact that i am reminded many times; we do have a choice. And i escaped the system to my successes and dismal.

This statement seem absolutely terminal in NDU; you have one and only one. And thereby they pronounce you dead.

But life's taking a better turn i hope. At least there is something to look forward to, finally which i can thankfully take a breather and soak in the miseries that life bestow me with.

And happy birthday to a young at heart old man. :D

POP! :D

2009-05-22T18:48:00.000+08:00

Been months in the Naval Diving Unit. I am getting really sick of the mundane routine of running, swimming and hammering.

But like what they used to term, POP loh! :D

Excitment

2009-03-17T23:46:00.001+08:00

Goodbye world!

Enlistment

2009-03-17T04:19:00.002+08:00

Emotion check : Firm

A day to enlistment into the Naval Diving Unit. I'm filled with much excitement accompanied by that bugging sense of uncertainty. Like my friends say, why am i always the special one.

I really have so much to say, but has this feeling that I am leaving this mundane repetitive life to another brand new regiment or routine. I just feel like leaving with few words or none at all.

This message is going out to people who are close to my heart. I am sure going to miss the amazing company of you guys, and last but not least, my baby. You guys have walked through, with me, the most amazing part of my life and i am really looking forward to tomorrow.

Like my Dad and celestial counterpart KYM reminded me:

Gerald is going SCUBA DIVING tomorrow! :DDD

Goodbye world, see you in weeks time.

Besties

2009-02-25T15:08:00.003+08:00

Something in life just never change.

No amount of words can depict this macromolecular massive bond. :D

Chronicles of the Celestials- Perhaps The Craziest

2009-02-20T18:08:00.005+08:00

I was pondering how should i begin this post.

Okay, it should just start how it all started.

Yesterday started with HXG being reprimanded by her fairy godmother leaving me and KYM stranded at her celestial palace carpark. After interactions with a very lovely puppy and an embarrassing brush with the machine outside a mortal salon, we decided to quit waiting. Armed with misleading information by DPK (me, myself) to savour the mortal world famous Chong Pang Bak Chor Mee, we got that celestial decree (via radiation) which summoned us back to pick HXG up- obviously we dropped our plan and orientated ourselves back to her celestial palace.

So that led us to the original plan, to visit Swissotel for what we were supposed to do. The journey was infested with traffic jam on CTE (the mortal expressway) and we were bursting the carriage with incessant laughers- driving on the road shoulders with (us) saying "PIPOR PIPOR PIPOR" trying hard to pass off as an ambulance.

Hilarious? That's not all. This is just the beginning of the series of unbelievable events.

After finishing what we were supposed to do at Swissotel, the hotel's stairway bears that striking resemblance to the ones we visualize in L4D. So we posed for those action shots (from deities to zombies) :

okay i m not finished but i need to satisfy my celestial sleep already. :D other day lah

Left 4 Dead

2009-02-18T03:51:00.009+08:00

This game has tremendously captured the attention of all the celestials that have descended earth for the wrong reasons (spending many hours at LAN outlets) :

Hunter! Boomer! Hooker!

Anyway we were contemplating if we should give WCG a shot.

Mind you, World Celestial Games. :D

My Celestial Dairy

2009-02-15T17:31:00.015+08:00

It has been weeks- great ones, since i last descended onto this mortal world.

Life's awesome till date but all about the joy of having celestial company, blissful occurrings and an ambitious departure.

It has been a non stop visiting combo from Day 1 to Day 7 of the Chinese Lunar New Year, a whole brand new record. Various prawning trips accompanied with fruitful catches and an emotional yet joyous send off at the airport and not forgetting those crazy party nights.

The happiness I had within this short period of time - so overwhelming that i'd be so afraid that god's giving me all at once and not so much in the later part of the year.

Ahem, late nights out has been a norm and it's something i'd like to cut down for now, as enlistment is drawing near and family time is absolutely necessary.

These few weeks had been physically draining but i reckon it is going to be a great year ahead afterall.

我们是快乐小神仙！ :D

Celestial Counterparts

2009-02-04T15:25:00.006+08:00

Recently, i have been hanging around with my celestial counterparts namely KYM,MLF, MDXZ and the fearsome WMNN that i wake up from bed really thinking i possess superpower- like tiu tiu tiu and my aircon is turned off and tiu tiu tiu again, i m in my bathroom bathing myself with pomelo leaves.

Whenever i feel lazy getting to my destination, here i go:

TIU TIU TIU, HOIK!

Tadah, i m at my destination.

and not forgetting the 500 ban lards we must attain to go back to our celestial home. sighs

You, you you

2009-02-01T02:14:00.006+08:00

That is when i know who and what you really are.

It is not about the respect like you claimed i didn't have, it's about the courtesy you lacked at null point.

Profilation

2009-01-20T21:29:00.006+08:00

What is with some people and online profilation- to showcase their very so called glamourous lifestyle to which some are just very apathetic and uninterested about. Attention seekers (sickos) i would label. People definitely do not want to know how many buns you ate for breakfast and how many milliliters of booze you drank for the night. Period.

With reference to those "I'm such a bitch/ I'm such an asshole" terms.

dIsHx iShh aKiNnxz tOox tYpInGx lIkez tHatx wOrxx.

Many of the 2nd Gen Y would had been guilty of that. We put that behind, grew up, look back and giggle over that deed. (right, xIaOz pRinCessxx? :D)

It's an evolution, of twits. Twits now label themselves bitches/assholes for those ridiculously childish things they do, and they definitely need to be taught a lesson. Bitches and assholes are not meant to be thrown around like that, for these newly evolved twits, do not even deserve being near the term asshole/bitch.

So let us together, embrace and usher in the newly crowned 3rd Gen twits, just like how we are going to usher in the year of ox.

And for that, i am standing here gloating, never enough. For no one else dared, and i took you in my hands, and crumbled you apart.

You, deserved it. Hahaha

The Lonely Root Three

2009-01-03T02:18:00.003+08:00

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

A three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath a vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

Iknow I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed.

I know when i am in love, when i try to figure out the tangent of the cosine function of the root of three.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

2009-01-01T00:00:00.002+08:00

2009.

A new year, a new beginning.
2008, not exactly a year to reminise but definitely picking up things as we move on.

Wishing everybody a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Christmas and New Year celebration were awesome!

And to all my friends who had been by my side all along, in good times or in bad times.
Here is a big thank you for you guys.

So good.

2008-10-31T01:23:00.006+08:00

These are the times i feel so good. Hardly having them in 2008 but slowly unfolding as it approaches the end of the year. Getting all the love i am getting, all the pleasant surprises unfolding in their order of goodwill. It is so blissful to know you have good friends by your side, sharing the time of your life.

Thank you, for whoever putting forth whatever in my life.

Maybe it is the idea of Christmas drawing near, where the atmosphere becomes dreamy and seemingly magical. Sometimes, don't you think festive seasons give us more optimistic feelings than normal times?

No, i am not talking about Deepavali. But, people show their love and appreciation more readily than ever at times of such festive seasons. Love blossoms, friendships strengthened and misunderstandings cleared.

Maybe it's the luxury of time one has during the festive season to sit down and reorganize his life. It'd be great to take a walk at major departmental stores now and you will find yourself drowned in the soothing caroling of young voices, reminding you of the true meaning of Chirstmas, the festive of giving.

And you realize you're gonna burn a hole in your Santa's costume soon. Hee

and, HELLO COUSINS! (;

Cool weeks

2008-10-28T00:51:00.010+08:00

HELLO WORLD!

I am back feeling so rejuvenated, after some long hauling human relation disaster stretching a month long. haha, you are such a poor liar. (;

I went to hong kong for a week, followed by bangkok for a week the week after.

very exhausting, really.

Hong Kong was great. Disneyland was okay, but mickey made it great. Afterall, mickey had been my playmate since the first day i landed on earth. The halloween attraction in disneyland was so well done that it really freaked me out greatly. AHHHH!

Bangkok was sick. and i meant sick, literally. I got admitted into the hospital due to some allergy reaction and infection of some kind i still can't figure out. It was such a value for money stunt since i stayed the mosdt of the days there in the hotel resting, rather than trotting the streets for the whole day, leaving the last few hours of the day in bed. (the hotel was really big and nice (;)

Welcome to Disneyland!

Halloween themed Disneyland

MICKEY MICKEY MICKEY!

Mulan's dragon. I still can't figure out his name

HSM

Goodbye Disneyland!

It's my second visit to HK Disneyland this year but it was still nonetheless magical in one way or another, putting aside the incessant grumbles that it's so not comparable to Japan's and US ones in terms of size.

Coach boutique at lan kwai fung.

Hello Bangkok!

A view from the hotel i was residing at. It's really high isn't it

The Fragility Of Relations

2008-10-07T10:31:00.006+08:00

The Fragility Of Relations

Relations come in an array of defination.

Family, Love, Countries, Human. In general, do they ring a bell?

Mother and son, boyfriend and girlfriend, America and China, you and me.

It's so delicately crafted, that the fragility of it expresses it all. Yet, we're dealing with relations everyday of our lives. Relations give us happiness and joy, yet they stress and vex us. However, it's one thing that brings you along the journey of life, never regretting the choices you've made whenever you look back.

If only we could deal with these relations with so much more love, so much more understanding. It would then give us so much more joy, and so much more happiness.

Some words and actions just do not tally. They might say they want it, but they never really showed they wanted it. They might say they mean it, but they never really showed they meant it.

The world is such a sick place to live in. People just don't mean it, sincerely.

the southern ridge

2008-10-04T02:11:00.019+08:00

One word, awesome.

I never knew such a place could exist in our city state. An ultimate escape from the hectic demanding lifestyle of city dwellers. All your worries thrown aside for that few hours, immersing yourself in something that is wholesomely nature.

Somewhere where you will certainly be drowned by the surrounding canopy of lush greenery that blends coherently with that continuous melodious tune of nature.

and that naturally sums up the day.

one word, awesome.

The Joy Of Teaching

2008-09-11T19:17:00.000+08:00

goodness

language fusion

snapshots of the very interesting happenings in class.

Better In Time

2008-09-10T22:15:00.000+08:00

Things are looking up once again. I know, things have always been ever looking up (once again) but we do definitely have our down times periodically. I was doing some random reading during N level invigilation today when i chance upon this very pun intended article regarding the recent interest on housing foreign workers. Very invoking, accompanied with that wicked tinge of humour.

Residents of Serangoon
"We shouldn't let them infiltrate our neighbourhoods. They might rape our women, sleep with our maids and rob the poor. They will cause our property to depreciate in its value too."

Residents of Jurong
"If you don't set up the Quarters in Serangoon, are you implying that you're going to build more Quarters in our estate which is already infested with them?"

A resident of Bishan
"I'm against the building of the luxury condominium in the Bishan estate. From what i read in papers, people living in such housings are extremely rude, snobbish and they will definitely look down on us, living in the HDB flats opposite them. They will jump queues at chicken rice stalls, buy up all the wines at convenience stores. They will drive their Posche and parade the roads and make eyes with our women. And they will also inflate the prices of prawn in our wet market. Futhermore, with these skyscrapers towering over us, our property prices will plummet. I insist that our little HDB haven be protected from all these outsiders which wil corrupt our way of life." (wrt the foreign worker issue. how cynical)

Not the same thing?
Yeah, right.

A feasible study suggested by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was to set up a foreign worker village which is self contained, a "win-win" situation whereby they could lead their way of life without causing much distress and discontentment amongst heartland Singaporeans. In my opinion, that is akin to putting them on a far strung foreign-land, when they are already in a foreign country. That is so much for that benevolence and sympathy.

So where do we house these foreign workers? I look at them with much sympathy too. Afterall, they have contributed to our economy, toiled long hours to build our HDB apartments, the schools our children study in, kept our estates clean and green. Yet, we are just so stingy with that bit of graciousness to acknowlegde and thank them for their efforts, and sad to say to the extent of depriving them of that little space to live and work in.

But to house them in the backyard of my neighbourhood?
No, thanks.

The Pursuit Of Happiness

2008-09-08T18:27:00.001+08:00

The Pursuit of Happiness

We live in a world of consumerism, one which emphasizes on the wants rather than needs of one. It is so fast paced, so realistic, so materialistic. It has evolved to this stage whereby everyone is hopping onto the bandwidth of that hedonic treadmill whereby their pursuits are endless.

We want Gucci. We want iphone. We want happiness. We want love.
The list is endless isn't it?

These wants distort the many simple values we used to live for. Think, a birthday. Friends would visit one's wishlist to try to take stock and strike off items on the birthday boy wishlist. Why do you even bother for a wishlist in the first place, birthdayboy?

Because we all, want.

So what about that hedonic treadmill we tread on? - The pursuit is endless.
We have iphone, we want iphone3G. We have happiness, we yearn for love.

Only the bests survive today. Are you one of them?

Define happiness - the quality or state of being happy.
i had a difficult time defining what happiness meant to me.

But now, for me, happiness is to be happy. okay, rubbish i know.
I am sure i'll find my happiness someday somewhere.

Oh well, my friends and i were en route NUS today when we caught Spellcast on the TV. Goodness, i really really cannot spell. Very proven.

And oh well well, i hate being ignored. Tell me that

Nostalgia

2008-09-07T19:35:00.003+08:00

i happen to be meddling with my blogger dashboard when i chance upon the 4/2's blog. its last post was actually in 2006. thank god we are still meeting up periodically. for a moment, i miss the class and our nonsense alot. reminising about secondary school life because i'm leading a rather mundane life now.

been rather cranky these recent days.

three deep breaths,
i am fine already.

shall visit lasers, semiconductors, simple harmonic motion, kinematics later.
very random, i know.

and i just realised i started blogging in 2004!

that's long isn't it?

Humanity

2008-09-05T12:35:00.002+08:00

it's nice to be important, but it's also important to be nice.

something in life has intrigued me greatly, hence the call for this long awaited post
(just an excuse for not updating)

It's very interesting to note how some individuals can get on with life honouring his very anti-social acts and being seemingly oblivious to them. Wait, the irony lies in himself being the world's greatest joke without his knowledge. Fingers pointing, tongues wagging, but his ears being placed on Pluto, where itself has ceased to be associated in the league of the planets anymore. How interesting!

Sidetrack, i am really very very bad in my spelling. :(

And life has been cool, yeah cool these days. Yes the weather being cool, and nothing upbeat in my life. Except from some diabatic stuff integrating my life, i am still largely cool (sweetened).

"It's not true that nice guys finish last. Nice guys are winners before the game ever stars."
- Addison Walker

2008-08-09T19:17:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday Singapore!

This marks the 43th year of massive transformations of my city state.
Ridiculously clean, magically corruption free and awfully authoritarian.
I am grateful to Singapore for,
itself identifies my soul
and a place where i truely call home.

Cheers to Singapore.

Life

2008-08-02T15:23:00.000+08:00

People come, people go.
This, is life.

When expectations recede in the background, what is left on the surface would then be much easier to comprehend.

Words

2008-07-31T22:03:00.000+08:00

People say things to invoke, some to encourage, whilst others do to strike up some endless banter. Invoking comments are somewhat constructed in that fashion that leaves one to ponder and question. Encouraging ones, when taken positively could motivate, and demoralise when taken negatively. Endless banters add colour to our lives, making us more conscious of our surroundings and ourselves.

The opaque is gaining clarity, and the grey is toning its white once again.

Physics of fucking

2008-07-18T16:19:00.000+08:00

The physics of fucking

Something in life people'd engage themselves in, so oftenly overlooked. Who'd have thought the act of love making is governed by the many laws of Physics. Torque, couple, collision, heat capacity, simple harmonic motion, gravitation, and eeons of them.

The bangs, bongs, heat and friction. The different styles with the element of strain. The ooze and booze and the speed of sound. The list ain't exhaustive.

Newton, Dalton, Rutherford- the fathers of love making.

The world embraces you.

You and Me

2008-07-16T17:10:00.000+08:00

You and Me, three feets apart.

Those times when a month felt like a day, and a day felt like seconds. It was way too much that we've done, to what could have been done.

The arcade floors, the flip flops swap, the scoop accompanied with a full bag of you know what. The stripped green cloth with that backseat tingle.

You know what in my stomach, flip flops swapped yet again. Floooded floors. Stripes that turned monotonous.

No, it's just a remedy.

Drained

2008-07-13T17:51:00.000+08:00

Love and hatred have always been a lethal combination.

So you may have thought your actions helped the person, instead it held him to great grievances, where he struggled so hard to find solace- but to no avail. You may have been mad, but you drove him insane. You selfishly took away his freedom, proclaimed trust, whatnots. And you killed his life. He was driven, having nowhere to run, cornered and brutally stripped.

Yet he wondered if you'd have the slightest idea what he had gone and is going through.

Yes, he hates you, terribly too much in that ironic fashion lest slapped with guilt (he wished it existed). It's now innate. For, you left him with little alternative (he'd claim of non existance). Facing discrimination from deep within with an altitude of attitude, naked- he walks back to the world, clading himself with dressings of an ousted soul.

That is for so much you have done.

I guess by this age, we all been through much in life. Not all we've been through, but maybe that very uncertain part of your life before one step into the mudane repetitive life. However interesting, the process of self discovery nonetheless satisfying. It feels yet so good to find yourself and what accompanies, the things that shaped and made you for who you really are.

It'd get better in time, definitely.

A matter of perspective, in retrospect- which I see no boundaries

Alas, a breather

2008-06-09T22:21:00.000+08:00

First, from the filthy streets of Hong Kong, to the freezing dorms of the Camelot Campsite at Changi. And to the deafening classrooms of Chong Boon & Ngee Ann Secondary.

From the melancholy of the airport departure gates, to the stressful gates of Nanyang. Next to the dog eat dog gates of the university applications and across the rocky deserts of Australia.

And that issue.

My mind has definitely been perturbed and ranched through these few months.

Nothing is sacred, nothing is safe. Privacy in today's civilisation was a delusion, a myth. Every citizen was exposed, his deepest secrets laid bare, waiting to be read.

Alas, a breather.

2008-01-30T20:51:00.000+08:00

i wished i knew how to quit you,
for i am dying inside to hold you once again.

At certain points of our life, things may not always be always smooth sailing for us. And it's our instinct to blame it on the unjust that life brings.

2007-10-05T13:10:00.000+08:00

" love is patient, love is kind.
it does not envy, it does not boast.
it is not proud, it is not self seeking.
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
love is not a facade but rejoices with the truth.
it always protects, always trust, always perseveres.
love never fails "

it's a BIG one year for ms kong and her boyfriend.
how time flies.
congrats to both of you and
may there be many blissful years ahead for both of you.

to every couple out there;

relationships are such special things.
they can make you the happiest person on earth
yet make you cry the world deepest bucket you can ever find.
there are certain times whereby you think you want to give up,
and you are sure you want to give up,
because it just isn't working and most probably it just wouldn't work.
but, hang in there!
for the unhappiness no matter how hurting would cease one day
and the goodness of the relationship will continue to shine on,
for the love is always there.

"a flaw will always find a way to amplify itself,
and make us forget about all the other
reasons to pardon that small mistake"

solve tomorrow's woes today for the
accumulation will only serve to remind both how
you've been tolerating each other
and when things go wrong,
all the happy times you have had together
will not be remembered

lessons are best learnt from others and
to compromise and think rationally
reaps a much stronger relationship.

treasure your relationship and
everything around you will be beautiful

by the way,
check this out:

http://www.clicknetwork.tv/watch.aspx?c=2&p=10&v=79

it's freaking hilarious

2007-09-22T17:11:00.000+08:00

the bays and the sneaks
that all was scandalous

the nudge induced tingle
that was so yearned for

the lustful innocence
that was completely out of the world

the game led cheats
that was all but misunderstood

the abused trust
that was so accustomed to

the impetuous latter
may it be reminisced and not abated

tu amor

2007-09-22T15:48:00.000+08:00

i'd miss you guys, really

the perfection in the flawed

etched memories

art of utter annihilation in the most ordered manner possible,
the beauty of rugby.

2007-06-27T19:33:00.001+08:00

testing