yes, let people learn, not teach them
you know what. it really sucks. it seriously sucks. having the feeling of wanting to do a particular thing, yet you can't do it. you know. like a god damn big super duper ultra spikey durian stuck in your throat. yes. that serious. once you move, you are bleeding profusely. you can't speak. you can't move. that feeling sucks.
sigh. how i wish i am able to do the things that i really can do, and i really want to do.
a thrilling day. nevertheless, ended with a fulfilling chat. at least it's one thing i love to do, able to really find someone to sit down and talk to. really great a feeling. you know, those one to one, talking sessions. and both sides feel enriched. okay, i don't know about the other, but yes. i do feel enriched.
yeah, new year resolutions.
- boost those figures upwards stated in my account book
- more friends needed
- watch
- ps2
- a nice PC
- girlfriend?
haha. so far, that's it. the list will go on.
yeah. so how do you spread your love around? haha.
you like someone, you say it out do you? like duh~ of course... and yes, wait for the rejection. argh, i hate this part.
you look into his eyes, nice feeling. it's so amazing. haha. sounds like some "The Bachelor" kinda thing. yup, i'm watching it now.
and yes, i'm going to watch it.
buaiz.
=)
cya people
2005! rock on.
oh yeah, taking da initiatives...
Sunday, December 26, 2004
one post after christmas
before anything, MERRY CHRISTMAS to one and all. of course, be-lated. but being me, i shan't forget to wish everyone, again, after the day of loving and sharing.
okay, back on track.
it's sunday, and i think i am suppose to work. but i'm working with people that makes me unhappy. so how? simple, don't work loh. bluntly put it, fucking dulan.
let's not spoil things aight? haha.
i reckon, that, one day after christmas would be me reflecting alone at home. think and think and think. then *poof* i'm sleeping.
ya, the hot weather woke me up. i didn't dream. but my pillow's wet. hmm, i wonder why.
perhaps, i took my dreams for real, then those water might be tears then.
nah, let's not go on.
the christmas mood is gone. for my case, nothing seems to bother anymore.
i walked along the streets,
my legs are heavy and sinking down
onto the earth below.
just like quick sand sucking me down.
didn't wanna move on, but had to.
to keep me above the quick sand.
fortunate thing is, i'm not alone.
there's a lot others with me
struggling through.
snow flakes fell, white they seem
but they smell (*pukes*)
snow fell hard and have to avoid them,
of course, with the quick sand beneath me.
and yes, i've came out of the crowd, and the sand, and the disgusting snow.
everything came to a still.
i started to realise those around me.
things i've never noticed before.
they've became more beautiful.
okay, my personal perception.
but they are really beautiful. haha.
found a personal space and lean against something grey,
thought things through, regret many, thankful many, sorrowful many.
the clock strikes,
merry sounds were heard.
Merry Christmas. =)
okay.
i don't know if i'm blind,
or i'm clear headed.
i've stepped onto this road, that is deem as wrong
when
i just stepped out of another, that is deem evil.
haha.
gotta go.
cya all.
take care. =)
bring the person you like to your place, see if she likes the books and cds you have...
before anything, MERRY CHRISTMAS to one and all. of course, be-lated. but being me, i shan't forget to wish everyone, again, after the day of loving and sharing.
okay, back on track.
it's sunday, and i think i am suppose to work. but i'm working with people that makes me unhappy. so how? simple, don't work loh. bluntly put it, fucking dulan.
let's not spoil things aight? haha.
i reckon, that, one day after christmas would be me reflecting alone at home. think and think and think. then *poof* i'm sleeping.
ya, the hot weather woke me up. i didn't dream. but my pillow's wet. hmm, i wonder why.
perhaps, i took my dreams for real, then those water might be tears then.
nah, let's not go on.
the christmas mood is gone. for my case, nothing seems to bother anymore.
i walked along the streets,
my legs are heavy and sinking down
onto the earth below.
just like quick sand sucking me down.
didn't wanna move on, but had to.
to keep me above the quick sand.
fortunate thing is, i'm not alone.
there's a lot others with me
struggling through.
snow flakes fell, white they seem
but they smell (*pukes*)
snow fell hard and have to avoid them,
of course, with the quick sand beneath me.
and yes, i've came out of the crowd, and the sand, and the disgusting snow.
everything came to a still.
i started to realise those around me.
things i've never noticed before.
they've became more beautiful.
okay, my personal perception.
but they are really beautiful. haha.
found a personal space and lean against something grey,
thought things through, regret many, thankful many, sorrowful many.
the clock strikes,
merry sounds were heard.
Merry Christmas. =)
okay.
i don't know if i'm blind,
or i'm clear headed.
i've stepped onto this road, that is deem as wrong
when
i just stepped out of another, that is deem evil.
haha.
gotta go.
cya all.
take care. =)
bring the person you like to your place, see if she likes the books and cds you have...
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
hey you !
often i heard, "argh~ troublesome to find a gift for this guy of mine" so on and so forth. haha.
let's see if this helps. *for the girls perhaps? that is if there's anyone reading this space...
Symbolic Gestures
Present-presenting is a challenge no matter who the recipient is. But when it's a guy you're gifting, your relationship may hang in the balance -- or at least it may feel that way. "Guys don't like to think they're having a relationship, and they don't ponder its intricacies when you're not around," says Dr. Kate Wachs, author of Relationships for Dummies. "We women, on the other hand, start daydreaming and even picture the future until often there are two relationships -- the one in our heads, and the real one." Buy a gift that reflects the real relationship, she says. And think of the things he wants, not the things you wish he'd want. Here are some further fail-safes to help you along the way.
Guy-Gift Category #1: Your Crush
When you've got your eye on someone and you want to give him the green light to ask you out, a gift can be a great way to get his attention. But what kind of attention do you want to get? You want to hit the proper note of mysterious and sexy, without coming off as a one-night stand. Tantalizing, not trampy.
So instead of a red mesh thong, give him a gift that implies sophistication with just a hint of naughtiness, such as a mini bottle of fine Scotch or a Dominican cigar -- the kind of thing that makes it clear you think of him as a man.
Or maybe you want to appeal to the friendship you already have, but bump it up a notch. "You want to send up a flare that will surprise him into thinking about you in a different way from how he already does," says Dr. Wachs. "So figure out how he sees you, and twist it slightly." You could burn a CD of songs you both like, with a couple sexy ones thrown in the mix.
Just stick to the middle ground between friend and Sex and the City's Samantha Jones. You want to start a relationship, not end it before the first date.
Guy Gift Category #2: The Guy You Just Started Dating
So you've been on, say, three dates -- the sparks are flying, but you haven't had the "we're-going-steady" talk. And a gift occasion comes up. Danger, Will Robinson! Get this one wrong, and you can knock the whole train off the tracks. You don't want to startle your stud and make him run -- or give him the impression that he's The One when in fact you're still making up your mind! So keep things light and friendly.
A gift that's thoughtful, not stalk-ful, is one that takes up the thread of communication you've established and takes it one stitch further. Give him a book you think he'd like, based on a conversation you've had with him. Bake him some cookies. This gesture says you're nurturing and low-key, and implies that in addition to the lips he's been kissin', you've got some home-and-hearth potential.
The note you want to hit is, "I like where we're at and want to keep it going, but I'm not trying to get my claws into you or anything." Can be tough, but if he's a cool guy, he'll get the message. (If not? Good riddance.)
Guy Gift Category #3: Your Boyfriend
The guy you know you'll be with on Saturday night and Sunday morning -- the steady boyfriend who lights up your life -- deserves a special something. "You want to pick something that shows you know him," Dr. Wachs advises. "Think like him, but don't overdo the togetherness thing." The key here is to be the only person who understands a particular part of him -- making him cherish you all the more.
"What's his secret goal?" she asks. "Does he have an old hobby that he wishes he hadn't dropped?" Get a wannabe pilot a beginner's flying lesson, or a guy with an unpublished novel a book about breaking into publishing, or a frustrated guitarist tickets to see B.B. King. You're telling him "I know who you really are, and I support that."
Just don't give him anything that makes him feel trapped by you. A romantic weekend away can backfire. This is supposed to be fun for him.
Making a Statement
Guy Gift Category #4: Your Live-In Lovaaah
Once you've signed a lease together, it's easy to start taking each other for granted. Swoony evenings give way to knockaround nights, camisoles give way to comfortable jammies, and by now, he's bound to have seen you in those big granny panties from laundry day. Your gift is allowed to be a bit domestic, but not overly so -- you do want some romance involved.
At this point, slight alterations to his style are allowed: groovy sunglasses, a watch upgrade, a sweater in a solid Merino wool. Stay away from pants, even if his pleats drive you up a wall -- that's getting a bit too Mommy about it all. You can also get more lavish, as this may well end up being a gift for the two of you -- a camera, a TV, a Palm Pilot, fancy steak knives.
The idea is to look around and see what'll complete your picture together, still keeping in mind that this must be something he craves, not something that you think he should want. That can be tempting, but save it for a let's-buy-it-together anniversary gift.
Guy Gift Category #5: The Man You Married
The ring's on your finger, but that doesn't mean the romance has to go out of gift-giving. Au contraire. Now's the time to drive home the fact that regardless of holy matrimony, you still want to feel like you're living in sin. You want to make him feel that landing a life with you is the best thing that ever happened to him.
Sexy gifts are great -- you can buy yourself those crazy Victoria's Secret panties with the keyhole that shows off butt-cleavage. "If there's something that he always hints about, but that's not your style, do it now so he knows you're doing it for him," Wachs says. It might just be a shorter skirt that you only wear for just-you dates, or wearing your hair down when you usually choose a practical ponytail. "You no longer have to worry about your status as girlfriend, so you can be as naughty as you dare," she says.
For his main present, you should shoot for something he's been dying for, that any "normal" wife (the kind you see on sitcoms) would put the kibosh on. Yes, you need to be practical -- you're saving for a house, the kids' college, whatever -- but you're also still fun. And you know that even though he never gets a chance to work on car engines anymore, that upscale pair of mechanic's gloves would remind him that he really revs your engine. Celebrate his love of sports with a personalized jersey (to make up for the times he misses the game these days).
Let him know how much you appreciate who he is and what he does for your life together. And let him feel like the guy he was before he became the man of the house. Because that's who you fell in love with -- and you want to keep him around, too.
Guy Gift Category #6: The Guy You Wish Would Dump
YouSometimes a relationship's been limping along, but just won't give up the ghost. In that case, a gift-giving event can provide the perfect season-ender. No need to be a b-word about it, but a slightly crappy gift can be a good final out.
Potpourri for his bathroom says "you stink." Anything teddy bear related tells him "you need to work out, fatty." A baseball cap shrieks, "Hey, baldy! I can't stand the way you look, and I don't think you're worth more than twelve bucks!"
ya, that's about it. haha.
might be applicable to the guys too ? i don't know. haha...
take care.
=)
i don't want you to be alone, there's me...
often i heard, "argh~ troublesome to find a gift for this guy of mine" so on and so forth. haha.
let's see if this helps. *for the girls perhaps? that is if there's anyone reading this space...
Symbolic Gestures
Present-presenting is a challenge no matter who the recipient is. But when it's a guy you're gifting, your relationship may hang in the balance -- or at least it may feel that way. "Guys don't like to think they're having a relationship, and they don't ponder its intricacies when you're not around," says Dr. Kate Wachs, author of Relationships for Dummies. "We women, on the other hand, start daydreaming and even picture the future until often there are two relationships -- the one in our heads, and the real one." Buy a gift that reflects the real relationship, she says. And think of the things he wants, not the things you wish he'd want. Here are some further fail-safes to help you along the way.
Guy-Gift Category #1: Your Crush
When you've got your eye on someone and you want to give him the green light to ask you out, a gift can be a great way to get his attention. But what kind of attention do you want to get? You want to hit the proper note of mysterious and sexy, without coming off as a one-night stand. Tantalizing, not trampy.
So instead of a red mesh thong, give him a gift that implies sophistication with just a hint of naughtiness, such as a mini bottle of fine Scotch or a Dominican cigar -- the kind of thing that makes it clear you think of him as a man.
Or maybe you want to appeal to the friendship you already have, but bump it up a notch. "You want to send up a flare that will surprise him into thinking about you in a different way from how he already does," says Dr. Wachs. "So figure out how he sees you, and twist it slightly." You could burn a CD of songs you both like, with a couple sexy ones thrown in the mix.
Just stick to the middle ground between friend and Sex and the City's Samantha Jones. You want to start a relationship, not end it before the first date.
Guy Gift Category #2: The Guy You Just Started Dating
So you've been on, say, three dates -- the sparks are flying, but you haven't had the "we're-going-steady" talk. And a gift occasion comes up. Danger, Will Robinson! Get this one wrong, and you can knock the whole train off the tracks. You don't want to startle your stud and make him run -- or give him the impression that he's The One when in fact you're still making up your mind! So keep things light and friendly.
A gift that's thoughtful, not stalk-ful, is one that takes up the thread of communication you've established and takes it one stitch further. Give him a book you think he'd like, based on a conversation you've had with him. Bake him some cookies. This gesture says you're nurturing and low-key, and implies that in addition to the lips he's been kissin', you've got some home-and-hearth potential.
The note you want to hit is, "I like where we're at and want to keep it going, but I'm not trying to get my claws into you or anything." Can be tough, but if he's a cool guy, he'll get the message. (If not? Good riddance.)
Guy Gift Category #3: Your Boyfriend
The guy you know you'll be with on Saturday night and Sunday morning -- the steady boyfriend who lights up your life -- deserves a special something. "You want to pick something that shows you know him," Dr. Wachs advises. "Think like him, but don't overdo the togetherness thing." The key here is to be the only person who understands a particular part of him -- making him cherish you all the more.
"What's his secret goal?" she asks. "Does he have an old hobby that he wishes he hadn't dropped?" Get a wannabe pilot a beginner's flying lesson, or a guy with an unpublished novel a book about breaking into publishing, or a frustrated guitarist tickets to see B.B. King. You're telling him "I know who you really are, and I support that."
Just don't give him anything that makes him feel trapped by you. A romantic weekend away can backfire. This is supposed to be fun for him.
Making a Statement
Guy Gift Category #4: Your Live-In Lovaaah
Once you've signed a lease together, it's easy to start taking each other for granted. Swoony evenings give way to knockaround nights, camisoles give way to comfortable jammies, and by now, he's bound to have seen you in those big granny panties from laundry day. Your gift is allowed to be a bit domestic, but not overly so -- you do want some romance involved.
At this point, slight alterations to his style are allowed: groovy sunglasses, a watch upgrade, a sweater in a solid Merino wool. Stay away from pants, even if his pleats drive you up a wall -- that's getting a bit too Mommy about it all. You can also get more lavish, as this may well end up being a gift for the two of you -- a camera, a TV, a Palm Pilot, fancy steak knives.
The idea is to look around and see what'll complete your picture together, still keeping in mind that this must be something he craves, not something that you think he should want. That can be tempting, but save it for a let's-buy-it-together anniversary gift.
Guy Gift Category #5: The Man You Married
The ring's on your finger, but that doesn't mean the romance has to go out of gift-giving. Au contraire. Now's the time to drive home the fact that regardless of holy matrimony, you still want to feel like you're living in sin. You want to make him feel that landing a life with you is the best thing that ever happened to him.
Sexy gifts are great -- you can buy yourself those crazy Victoria's Secret panties with the keyhole that shows off butt-cleavage. "If there's something that he always hints about, but that's not your style, do it now so he knows you're doing it for him," Wachs says. It might just be a shorter skirt that you only wear for just-you dates, or wearing your hair down when you usually choose a practical ponytail. "You no longer have to worry about your status as girlfriend, so you can be as naughty as you dare," she says.
For his main present, you should shoot for something he's been dying for, that any "normal" wife (the kind you see on sitcoms) would put the kibosh on. Yes, you need to be practical -- you're saving for a house, the kids' college, whatever -- but you're also still fun. And you know that even though he never gets a chance to work on car engines anymore, that upscale pair of mechanic's gloves would remind him that he really revs your engine. Celebrate his love of sports with a personalized jersey (to make up for the times he misses the game these days).
Let him know how much you appreciate who he is and what he does for your life together. And let him feel like the guy he was before he became the man of the house. Because that's who you fell in love with -- and you want to keep him around, too.
Guy Gift Category #6: The Guy You Wish Would Dump
YouSometimes a relationship's been limping along, but just won't give up the ghost. In that case, a gift-giving event can provide the perfect season-ender. No need to be a b-word about it, but a slightly crappy gift can be a good final out.
Potpourri for his bathroom says "you stink." Anything teddy bear related tells him "you need to work out, fatty." A baseball cap shrieks, "Hey, baldy! I can't stand the way you look, and I don't think you're worth more than twelve bucks!"
ya, that's about it. haha.
might be applicable to the guys too ? i don't know. haha...
take care.
=)
i don't want you to be alone, there's me...
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
Rhapsody of Hannukkah
How's everybody ? goooood? =)
that's great.
haha. dumb start. but still, a start.
and then, there's school. school today, not bad at all. a couple of hours. but seems like minutes. very occupied at work. thinking and thinking.
then played badminton in school. wow. long time no play. aching all over.
Nice feeling to be aching
and well, slacking semester as usual.
*PROUD
haha. ker-ray-zee nuts.
i'm outtta here.
all i want for christmas... is you...
and yes, you.
ciaoz~
for eternity, i shall wait... for.. you...
How's everybody ? goooood? =)
that's great.
haha. dumb start. but still, a start.
and then, there's school. school today, not bad at all. a couple of hours. but seems like minutes. very occupied at work. thinking and thinking.
then played badminton in school. wow. long time no play. aching all over.
Nice feeling to be aching
and well, slacking semester as usual.
*PROUD
haha. ker-ray-zee nuts.
i'm outtta here.
all i want for christmas... is you...
and yes, you.
ciaoz~
for eternity, i shall wait... for.. you...
Monday, December 13, 2004
My Inner Hero - Rogue!
It's a good thing I use my powers for good and not evil, because quite frankly, I could get away with murder. I'm clever, tricky, and charming. I know how to make you laugh with one hand and pick your pocket with the other. Not that I'd ever DO that, of course...
How about you? Click here to find your own inner hero.
It's a good thing I use my powers for good and not evil, because quite frankly, I could get away with murder. I'm clever, tricky, and charming. I know how to make you laugh with one hand and pick your pocket with the other. Not that I'd ever DO that, of course...
How about you? Click here to find your own inner hero.
don't rush into things
yep. i'm still awake. for some reasons. yes i am still awake.
created some posts in the month of december. but well, didn't know where they went. but i guess no one bothers. but i just go on. it's trying to be part of my life.
school starts. everything starts. new subjects to work on. not a bad feeling. just that the time table a little cranky. and yeah, my time table's alright. except that little tiny monday slot. gosh~
i need to buy sets of stuffs. haha. i'm rich people. officially, rich. muahaha.
tomorrow school starts at three pm. yup. three to five. fantastic right. not really. half a day gone already. but i think i left out something which i forgot to do, just that i don't know what it is.
beautiful pair of legs is really shown when the thighs ain't touching each other. don't know if it's true or not. but i'm definitely gonna check it out. =)
definitely worth it.
just be careful.
ocean's twelve is next.
good night.
even if it means to take away my life, i would still want to love you...
yep. i'm still awake. for some reasons. yes i am still awake.
created some posts in the month of december. but well, didn't know where they went. but i guess no one bothers. but i just go on. it's trying to be part of my life.
school starts. everything starts. new subjects to work on. not a bad feeling. just that the time table a little cranky. and yeah, my time table's alright. except that little tiny monday slot. gosh~
i need to buy sets of stuffs. haha. i'm rich people. officially, rich. muahaha.
tomorrow school starts at three pm. yup. three to five. fantastic right. not really. half a day gone already. but i think i left out something which i forgot to do, just that i don't know what it is.
beautiful pair of legs is really shown when the thighs ain't touching each other. don't know if it's true or not. but i'm definitely gonna check it out. =)
definitely worth it.
just be careful.
ocean's twelve is next.
good night.
even if it means to take away my life, i would still want to love you...
Saturday, November 27, 2004
woah, strong body mist
he's tuned to perfect ten.
yeah. today is saturday. what's supposed to happen on saturday? mystery shopper, soccer betting, and saturday is my supposedly unofficial skiving day. that is, sit around and do nothing. okay. that's out. i'm working. for what? for money loh.
yeah. work for money. *laugh~
today i went to work. i noticed something different. it's either me or them. them as in people. any people. and well, i'm starting to notice the beauty in everything, and everyone. that's nice. haha. it just seems that the world is beautiful. and yes, i hate ugliness. although i may not have the rights to say this, but yes. i do hate it.
time will heal all wounds, clear all misunderstandings.
i can't believe how tired i am right now. and it's my A shift. and wow. am i tired. maybe mentally. i think i have enough of something. not to be named. and of course, i've missed you today. not saying i didn't any other day. it's just that. ESPECIALLY TODAY. oh god~
okay, maybe i've found the reason why i'm not myself today. i need to get myself out of the "missing you" thingy. haha.
"after work, you'll wanna go home and think of nothing but home." thanks brother. haha. you are the next most sensible person i've ever met so far today.
yup.
i guess alot of people around me is feeling very vexed. things are occuring very fast. but well, people can handle their own things very well. so take care. need me, dial my number.
okay. i'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry. flew ya aeroplane ya. i need to say this out. so i might just feel better. i am really sorry. that's it. i'm so sorry.
i just had to go, help my dad.
and yes, i'm tired.
so ciao.
catch me if you can.
tata~
it's so strange, the blood gushing up to the head, the heartbeat turning faster and faster, upon see-ing you...
he's tuned to perfect ten.
yeah. today is saturday. what's supposed to happen on saturday? mystery shopper, soccer betting, and saturday is my supposedly unofficial skiving day. that is, sit around and do nothing. okay. that's out. i'm working. for what? for money loh.
yeah. work for money. *laugh~
today i went to work. i noticed something different. it's either me or them. them as in people. any people. and well, i'm starting to notice the beauty in everything, and everyone. that's nice. haha. it just seems that the world is beautiful. and yes, i hate ugliness. although i may not have the rights to say this, but yes. i do hate it.
time will heal all wounds, clear all misunderstandings.
i can't believe how tired i am right now. and it's my A shift. and wow. am i tired. maybe mentally. i think i have enough of something. not to be named. and of course, i've missed you today. not saying i didn't any other day. it's just that. ESPECIALLY TODAY. oh god~
okay, maybe i've found the reason why i'm not myself today. i need to get myself out of the "missing you" thingy. haha.
"after work, you'll wanna go home and think of nothing but home." thanks brother. haha. you are the next most sensible person i've ever met so far today.
yup.
i guess alot of people around me is feeling very vexed. things are occuring very fast. but well, people can handle their own things very well. so take care. need me, dial my number.
okay. i'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry. flew ya aeroplane ya. i need to say this out. so i might just feel better. i am really sorry. that's it. i'm so sorry.
i just had to go, help my dad.
and yes, i'm tired.
so ciao.
catch me if you can.
tata~
it's so strange, the blood gushing up to the head, the heartbeat turning faster and faster, upon see-ing you...
Friday, November 26, 2004
OH YA!
back from work. not bad a feeling. very hyper just now. but that's just now. no more. haha.
that's it.
was asked. is there any song that, when you hear, you might feel a feeling of sadness swelling up.
though i answered. hmm maybe no.
but well, i know the answer clearly myself.
selena - dreaming of you
god bless all.
i don't know how.
so i just do it here.
happy bithday girl.
=)
lalalaa... bring it on, da rhythm and blues...
back from work. not bad a feeling. very hyper just now. but that's just now. no more. haha.
that's it.
was asked. is there any song that, when you hear, you might feel a feeling of sadness swelling up.
though i answered. hmm maybe no.
but well, i know the answer clearly myself.
selena - dreaming of you
god bless all.
i don't know how.
so i just do it here.
happy bithday girl.
=)
lalalaa... bring it on, da rhythm and blues...
Thursday, November 25, 2004
let's go!
i'm tuned. to www.yes933.com.sg
awhile ago, lying on my bed. or mattress. looking through the window. looking at the sky. blue sky. with patches of white. keep staring at it... my surroundings turn greyish. then, not long later. grey clouds floated into the picture. god. this spells. d-i-s-a-s-t-e-r.
fine weather i suppose. nothing better to do so far. haha.
WHY am i not to get my OT. sian. claim hours. then now at home. haha. supposedly to go to work already. but well, five means five. that's it. work is history.
let's say. know others and know yourself. which one is more important. not knowing yourself is bad? knowing alot about others is bad too ? haha. trouble some la. but well, know strangers is good. they don't go with your current company. that would most likely mean that things won't go out of hand. yup.
so today, one third day of work. not bad. no comments on it too. haha.
a few days back. work work work. and of course, am still hooked to the games. WE ya? addicted. don't know why. maybe because of the ever changing happenings. but well, yes. it's nice.
hold on. one message recieved.
.
.
.
.
.
okay back, haha. actually just needed to get this post longer. but well, with the small fonts. it's gonna take more than 1000 words.
congratulations to everyone. those taking results. those exam finished. and what so ever. haha. just be glad. ya.
just let it out will ya. no point just repeating things to yourself. share. just share. of course. pick the correct party to share things ya. no point playing music to a cow. main point is that, once you share. perhaps things will change a little. perhaps. you might be able to view the whole situation from another point. perhaps things doesn't look as bad as you think. perhaps you just have the situation under control. there's nothing to worry about. and of course, be yourself. know yourself well.
some reactions to particular situations are deem as eye sore to people. some people just ain't happy with the things it seems. you get caught in a situation and you ain't handling it well. people gets upset. you get upset. that's it. CUSTOMER COMPLAINT. argh. dumb right.
and staffs say "haiya, customer gei gao la"
okay. not staffs. is jin yi say.
just trying to make one feel better. just ... trying...
people seeking love out there. cool it. haha.
people seeking money out there. you're in DA club. yep.
people seeking company out there. c'mon. friends are everywhere. (not for me)
well, do enjoy...
god bless you.
all.
taTA~ =)
she's the one...
i'm tuned. to www.yes933.com.sg
awhile ago, lying on my bed. or mattress. looking through the window. looking at the sky. blue sky. with patches of white. keep staring at it... my surroundings turn greyish. then, not long later. grey clouds floated into the picture. god. this spells. d-i-s-a-s-t-e-r.
fine weather i suppose. nothing better to do so far. haha.
WHY am i not to get my OT. sian. claim hours. then now at home. haha. supposedly to go to work already. but well, five means five. that's it. work is history.
let's say. know others and know yourself. which one is more important. not knowing yourself is bad? knowing alot about others is bad too ? haha. trouble some la. but well, know strangers is good. they don't go with your current company. that would most likely mean that things won't go out of hand. yup.
so today, one third day of work. not bad. no comments on it too. haha.
a few days back. work work work. and of course, am still hooked to the games. WE ya? addicted. don't know why. maybe because of the ever changing happenings. but well, yes. it's nice.
hold on. one message recieved.
.
.
.
.
.
okay back, haha. actually just needed to get this post longer. but well, with the small fonts. it's gonna take more than 1000 words.
congratulations to everyone. those taking results. those exam finished. and what so ever. haha. just be glad. ya.
just let it out will ya. no point just repeating things to yourself. share. just share. of course. pick the correct party to share things ya. no point playing music to a cow. main point is that, once you share. perhaps things will change a little. perhaps. you might be able to view the whole situation from another point. perhaps things doesn't look as bad as you think. perhaps you just have the situation under control. there's nothing to worry about. and of course, be yourself. know yourself well.
some reactions to particular situations are deem as eye sore to people. some people just ain't happy with the things it seems. you get caught in a situation and you ain't handling it well. people gets upset. you get upset. that's it. CUSTOMER COMPLAINT. argh. dumb right.
and staffs say "haiya, customer gei gao la"
okay. not staffs. is jin yi say.
just trying to make one feel better. just ... trying...
people seeking love out there. cool it. haha.
people seeking money out there. you're in DA club. yep.
people seeking company out there. c'mon. friends are everywhere. (not for me)
well, do enjoy...
god bless you.
all.
taTA~ =)
she's the one...
Friday, November 19, 2004
mai hor wah xia lan
reached home not long ago. now raining. was thinking. "something lucky today happened. it rained after i reached home". don't wanna be drenched. but well, if it happen again tomorrow night. it's disastrous. yup. D. sigh
today is just another day. went for work. off work. go home. auntie say i should go somewhere. hmm. somewhere is where? no place to go. go home lor
you know. if you have golden or near to yellowish white spikey hair. you do not need to stare at someone like saying "my gosh, your hair's black" come on. please
oh ya. 9 more days to go before i finish up the entire month of work. not bad right. haha. even if you don't think so, i think so. so ya. something to look forward
that's it. for now.
buaiz.
is saying out "i love you" the only way to say i love you...
reached home not long ago. now raining. was thinking. "something lucky today happened. it rained after i reached home". don't wanna be drenched. but well, if it happen again tomorrow night. it's disastrous. yup. D. sigh
today is just another day. went for work. off work. go home. auntie say i should go somewhere. hmm. somewhere is where? no place to go. go home lor
you know. if you have golden or near to yellowish white spikey hair. you do not need to stare at someone like saying "my gosh, your hair's black" come on. please
oh ya. 9 more days to go before i finish up the entire month of work. not bad right. haha. even if you don't think so, i think so. so ya. something to look forward
that's it. for now.
buaiz.
is saying out "i love you" the only way to say i love you...
Thursday, November 18, 2004
I want to complain!
firstly, about work, dreadful.
okay. maybe a friendly start.
muahaha.
i'm glad today's my off day. haha. alone at home not bad one wor. but then.. haha.. sian. the weather's so freaking hot ! @#$!$#@% i don't need a heater already. though i wanted one ten thousands years back. that's how hot it gets. argh. can't wait for my pay to come. so i can earn more money. YOU SEE. money do grow.
ok. COMPLAINS.
this stupid blogger. the counter for my number of posts DON'T work. they make me count myself. manually. oh god. am i stupid? haha. to realise. that i can ask someone to count for me. BUT. who wants to read my postings. except me, myself and fishhhhh.
food. where's my food at home? why no biscuits? why no maggi? why no cookies? why no soft drinks? why no this why no that... argh...
water. soft drinks not nice! fattening. why must boil water then drink. why tap water taste so awful. why leh. huh .. you tell me LAH...
accessories. computer too slow la. how? dun wan to upgrade LEH. totally. sian. come to think of it.. my pc almost four years old. haha. virus also don't want to attack ar. attack for what. they might just sleep in there. yawn
work. haha glad ar. good thing is manager not around. supervisor not around. worse thing is they are not around. everything you do. every blame u take. tell me lah. is this the way to treat staff. yawn. wad robinsons very good to staff. promote add raise. wah lau eh. why i cannot get breast cancer. fuck it. why get money for an illness at work? join robinsons LOR.
muaahaha.
okie. feel better. already. haha.
2005 june initial D movie will be showing. let's see. Edison Chen as Ryosuke. Jay Zhou as Takumi. Huang Qiu Sheng as Bunta. Chen Xiao Chun as Koichi. and one more Yu Wen Le i dun noe who is he in the movie. but well. enjoy
ho seh. i'm gonna spread my love. NAH give you.
muahaha.
ciaoz~
*wipe sweat* bow. waves.
teach your kids about money and send them to school...
firstly, about work, dreadful.
okay. maybe a friendly start.
muahaha.
i'm glad today's my off day. haha. alone at home not bad one wor. but then.. haha.. sian. the weather's so freaking hot ! @#$!$#@% i don't need a heater already. though i wanted one ten thousands years back. that's how hot it gets. argh. can't wait for my pay to come. so i can earn more money. YOU SEE. money do grow.
ok. COMPLAINS.
this stupid blogger. the counter for my number of posts DON'T work. they make me count myself. manually. oh god. am i stupid? haha. to realise. that i can ask someone to count for me. BUT. who wants to read my postings. except me, myself and fishhhhh.
food. where's my food at home? why no biscuits? why no maggi? why no cookies? why no soft drinks? why no this why no that... argh...
water. soft drinks not nice! fattening. why must boil water then drink. why tap water taste so awful. why leh. huh .. you tell me LAH...
accessories. computer too slow la. how? dun wan to upgrade LEH. totally. sian. come to think of it.. my pc almost four years old. haha. virus also don't want to attack ar. attack for what. they might just sleep in there. yawn
work. haha glad ar. good thing is manager not around. supervisor not around. worse thing is they are not around. everything you do. every blame u take. tell me lah. is this the way to treat staff. yawn. wad robinsons very good to staff. promote add raise. wah lau eh. why i cannot get breast cancer. fuck it. why get money for an illness at work? join robinsons LOR.
muaahaha.
okie. feel better. already. haha.
2005 june initial D movie will be showing. let's see. Edison Chen as Ryosuke. Jay Zhou as Takumi. Huang Qiu Sheng as Bunta. Chen Xiao Chun as Koichi. and one more Yu Wen Le i dun noe who is he in the movie. but well. enjoy
ho seh. i'm gonna spread my love. NAH give you.
muahaha.
ciaoz~
*wipe sweat* bow. waves.
teach your kids about money and send them to school...
Sunday, November 14, 2004
indeed, i am feeling shallow, maybe, empty...
14th november, it's up there right. well, never mind. it's a sunday. it's sunny when i leave for work. it's dark now outside when i return. heard it rained. oh well, i missed it. today, i ain't feeling at my best. something troubled me from deep within. i don't know what. ok. rephrase. i feel troubled. yup.
away from the bustling living room, i'm in my untidy room. everything seems still. i know if i were to open the door. i will have to enter the noise. noise in this context, is something that makes me irritated. well, i realised i don't keep my cool like i usually do.
feeling no life? lifeless? c'mon. there's someone here typing away feeling the same as you do. dare to share. dare to tell. tell it to a stranger or whatever, let it out somehow. play pool, play soccer, play basketball. anything ya. definitely will make you feel better somehow.
like i keep saying today, "yo! give me a smile!"
the laughter will never fail to wake me up alittle.
feeling a little disheartened at work already. dude, you said i'm losing my confidence. i don't know. maybe you're right. maybe i am. well, that's it.
the cup is half empty.
let it out will ya? i won't choose. i let it come.
haha.
screamed, and heard the echo "i'm missing youuuuuuu..."
14th november, it's up there right. well, never mind. it's a sunday. it's sunny when i leave for work. it's dark now outside when i return. heard it rained. oh well, i missed it. today, i ain't feeling at my best. something troubled me from deep within. i don't know what. ok. rephrase. i feel troubled. yup.
away from the bustling living room, i'm in my untidy room. everything seems still. i know if i were to open the door. i will have to enter the noise. noise in this context, is something that makes me irritated. well, i realised i don't keep my cool like i usually do.
feeling no life? lifeless? c'mon. there's someone here typing away feeling the same as you do. dare to share. dare to tell. tell it to a stranger or whatever, let it out somehow. play pool, play soccer, play basketball. anything ya. definitely will make you feel better somehow.
like i keep saying today, "yo! give me a smile!"
the laughter will never fail to wake me up alittle.
feeling a little disheartened at work already. dude, you said i'm losing my confidence. i don't know. maybe you're right. maybe i am. well, that's it.
the cup is half empty.
let it out will ya? i won't choose. i let it come.
haha.
screamed, and heard the echo "i'm missing youuuuuuu..."
Saturday, November 06, 2004
officially, i'm bored.
i realise i will need pictures to motivate me to blog. i would like to express thanks to www.sggirls.com for that's where my pictures came from. (i don't want to be sued in anyway ya.) haha. honesty is, yet, another virtue. another boring principle to follow. but well, thanks.
boredom forever lingers around on my off days. october went past, and now november is here. results also came and now the timetable is going to be here. no idea when. but soon enough. yes. soon enough.
off day off day. yes. off day. what did i do. wake up early today, 8.30am to be exact. went to the bank. god. why must there be such a long queue. there you see a young man grumbling about the long queue. and i walk past him, press the red button, took the white paper. took a peek, 9014. i looked at the counter 9012. i smiled.
and that means, yes, i've managed to lose my ATM card, be it grey or blue, 5 times in two months i think. some sort. think it just want to run away from me. but that's it. i'm going to keep it.
salary came. very little. but well. enough. going to check out the story the figures tell.
starting to hate work. sometimes, those really nice people really turns me off. okay la. not people. it's person. but well, just turns me off. and thus, i might hate work. but well, there're still moments, people that are worth to stay. and okay lor, spare that loathsome person. but seeing that person really makes me sian
what to do when i have ten bucks? well, spent five on dinner another five on betting soccer. yup. make the 5 grow into another ten. haha. that's what i am going to do later.
guess that's it.
anything later then say.
i miss you.
ciaoz.
no worries for the rest of the day...
i realise i will need pictures to motivate me to blog. i would like to express thanks to www.sggirls.com for that's where my pictures came from. (i don't want to be sued in anyway ya.) haha. honesty is, yet, another virtue. another boring principle to follow. but well, thanks.
boredom forever lingers around on my off days. october went past, and now november is here. results also came and now the timetable is going to be here. no idea when. but soon enough. yes. soon enough.
off day off day. yes. off day. what did i do. wake up early today, 8.30am to be exact. went to the bank. god. why must there be such a long queue. there you see a young man grumbling about the long queue. and i walk past him, press the red button, took the white paper. took a peek, 9014. i looked at the counter 9012. i smiled.
and that means, yes, i've managed to lose my ATM card, be it grey or blue, 5 times in two months i think. some sort. think it just want to run away from me. but that's it. i'm going to keep it.
salary came. very little. but well. enough. going to check out the story the figures tell.
starting to hate work. sometimes, those really nice people really turns me off. okay la. not people. it's person. but well, just turns me off. and thus, i might hate work. but well, there're still moments, people that are worth to stay. and okay lor, spare that loathsome person. but seeing that person really makes me sian
what to do when i have ten bucks? well, spent five on dinner another five on betting soccer. yup. make the 5 grow into another ten. haha. that's what i am going to do later.
guess that's it.
anything later then say.
i miss you.
ciaoz.
no worries for the rest of the day...
officially, i'm bored.
i realise i will need pictures to motivate me to blog. i would like to express thanks to www.sggirls.com for that's where my pictures came from. (i don't want to be sued in anyway ya.) haha. honesty is, yet, another virtue. another boring principle to follow. but well, thanks.
boredom forever on off days. october went past, and now november is here. results also came and now the timetable is going to be here. no idea when. but soon enough. yes. soon enough.
off day off day. yes. off day. what did i do. wake up early today, 8.30am to be exact. went to the bank. god. why must there be such a long queue. there you see a young man grumbling about the long queue. and i walk past him, press the red button, took the white paper. took a peek, 9014. i looked at the counter 9012. i smiled. haha.
and that means, yes, i've managed to lose my ATM card, be it grey or blue, 5 times in two months i think. yeah. some sort. think it just want to run away from me. but that's it. i'm going to keep it.
salary came. very little. but well. enough. going to check out the story the figures tell.
starting to hate work. sometimes, those really nice people really turns me off. okay la. not people. it's person. but well, just turns me off. and thus, i might hate work. but well, there're still moments, people that are worth to stay. and okay lor, spare that loathsome person. but seeing that person really makes me sian
what to do when i have ten bucks? well, spent five on dinner another five on betting soccer. yup. make the 5 grow into another ten. haha. that's what i am going to do later.
guess that's it.
anything later then say.
i miss you.
ciaoz.
no worries for the rest of the day...
i realise i will need pictures to motivate me to blog. i would like to express thanks to www.sggirls.com for that's where my pictures came from. (i don't want to be sued in anyway ya.) haha. honesty is, yet, another virtue. another boring principle to follow. but well, thanks.
boredom forever on off days. october went past, and now november is here. results also came and now the timetable is going to be here. no idea when. but soon enough. yes. soon enough.
off day off day. yes. off day. what did i do. wake up early today, 8.30am to be exact. went to the bank. god. why must there be such a long queue. there you see a young man grumbling about the long queue. and i walk past him, press the red button, took the white paper. took a peek, 9014. i looked at the counter 9012. i smiled. haha.
and that means, yes, i've managed to lose my ATM card, be it grey or blue, 5 times in two months i think. yeah. some sort. think it just want to run away from me. but that's it. i'm going to keep it.
salary came. very little. but well. enough. going to check out the story the figures tell.
starting to hate work. sometimes, those really nice people really turns me off. okay la. not people. it's person. but well, just turns me off. and thus, i might hate work. but well, there're still moments, people that are worth to stay. and okay lor, spare that loathsome person. but seeing that person really makes me sian
what to do when i have ten bucks? well, spent five on dinner another five on betting soccer. yup. make the 5 grow into another ten. haha. that's what i am going to do later.
guess that's it.
anything later then say.
i miss you.
ciaoz.
no worries for the rest of the day...
Monday, November 01, 2004
flipping a book of such brillance, not knowing the true meaning...
"you're going to make it..."
"i'm not. and i know it..."
"no..."
"hush... thank yo...u..."
the sun rose... what a pleasant sight...
if you do not have a strong reason or purpose in life.
don't read on.
no lah. it's not a threat. haha. just a simple reminder. yup. i'm not busy. i'm hardly tired. i just took three days of MC from work. that three days suck. don't even have the strength to on the computer. haha. and that is.. totally.. yuck.
X'mas sales. Expo sales. so many sales. job vacancies filling up on the double. *yawn* i'll be schooling sia. what the heck.
i wonder. who doesn't need to apply perfume and smell good all day in this humid if not hot weather in singapore. even if you stay in the air con twenty four hours a day. surely, there's bound to be some queer smell right?
busy people ar you all. haha. I'M HERE. YOU BUSY PEOPLE.
*bored* as usual. :P
just waiting for work to start.
lalala...
ciaoz~
got to go eat medicine...
enjoy the rest of the day ya..
and the day after today...
and the day after the day...
=)
what if we want to see the world after retirement...
"you're going to make it..."
"i'm not. and i know it..."
"no..."
"hush... thank yo...u..."
the sun rose... what a pleasant sight...
if you do not have a strong reason or purpose in life.
don't read on.
no lah. it's not a threat. haha. just a simple reminder. yup. i'm not busy. i'm hardly tired. i just took three days of MC from work. that three days suck. don't even have the strength to on the computer. haha. and that is.. totally.. yuck.
X'mas sales. Expo sales. so many sales. job vacancies filling up on the double. *yawn* i'll be schooling sia. what the heck.
i wonder. who doesn't need to apply perfume and smell good all day in this humid if not hot weather in singapore. even if you stay in the air con twenty four hours a day. surely, there's bound to be some queer smell right?
busy people ar you all. haha. I'M HERE. YOU BUSY PEOPLE.
*bored* as usual. :P
just waiting for work to start.
lalala...
ciaoz~
got to go eat medicine...
enjoy the rest of the day ya..
and the day after today...
and the day after the day...
=)
what if we want to see the world after retirement...
Monday, October 25, 2004
Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.
what happened was to happen
today is my off day. haha. what a start. but well, stating a fact as a start isn't so bad. RIGHT... anyway, just now is pouring with rain man. you gotta believe it. lucky it's my off day. haha. but tomorrow. i seriously pray there's no rain. maybe when i work. not before. not after LOR...
*ding dong* today's service message. keep all displays dust-free and crean. our store is going to open in pive minutes chime.
what the fuck man.
now no rain after i wake up. haha. sian. nothing to do.
there's this man that came up.
i did my 5 NN. i swear.
and he said i should go and be a promoter for cosmetics.
KNNBCCBKPKB
haha. he SURELY didn't mean it right.
i don't have the gay tendencies...
right?
errrr..
haha.
love the rain.
lydia~~~
don't be unhappy. be happy. haha.
ciao
feelings comes and goes, you make me want to fall in love...
today is my off day. haha. what a start. but well, stating a fact as a start isn't so bad. RIGHT... anyway, just now is pouring with rain man. you gotta believe it. lucky it's my off day. haha. but tomorrow. i seriously pray there's no rain. maybe when i work. not before. not after LOR...
*ding dong* today's service message. keep all displays dust-free and crean. our store is going to open in pive minutes chime.
what the fuck man.
now no rain after i wake up. haha. sian. nothing to do.
there's this man that came up.
i did my 5 NN. i swear.
and he said i should go and be a promoter for cosmetics.
KNNBCCBKPKB
haha. he SURELY didn't mean it right.
i don't have the gay tendencies...
right?
errrr..
haha.
love the rain.
lydia~~~
don't be unhappy. be happy. haha.
ciao
feelings comes and goes, you make me want to fall in love...
Saturday, October 16, 2004
two people one stopped heartbeat...
the man thought to himself, "yes, i've done my part. this two parties get along well. my job is done"
as he fold his arms and walked off, someone taps on his back,
"err, i'm sorry. would you mind giving a hand before you leave?"
the beautiful lady spoke, pointing to the rubbish that's everywhere...
"how much are you paid for all the hard work that you put in?"
asks the charming lady to the so-very-well-artistic artist.
"a couple of hundreds for this drawing. and how may i help you?"
"i see that you need someone to pose for you. pay me twice the amount people pay you."
"alright. remove all your clothes and sit over there on the couch. you'll get twice of what i get. for the same number of hours i worked." *grins*
the lady removes her clothes...
first week of the holidays going to be gone. this period of the holiday working. not a good experience so far. lost the stamina and everything. couldn't focus and everything. and basically, that's it. rotten luck.
need to find other sources of income. betting. and all sorts of other things. trying to cut down on the expenses. although it seems to be burning right through the leather.
that's it.
no more.
keeping track of scores.
good bye.
don't put me in the middle, either the best or the worst...
the man thought to himself, "yes, i've done my part. this two parties get along well. my job is done"
as he fold his arms and walked off, someone taps on his back,
"err, i'm sorry. would you mind giving a hand before you leave?"
the beautiful lady spoke, pointing to the rubbish that's everywhere...
"how much are you paid for all the hard work that you put in?"
asks the charming lady to the so-very-well-artistic artist.
"a couple of hundreds for this drawing. and how may i help you?"
"i see that you need someone to pose for you. pay me twice the amount people pay you."
"alright. remove all your clothes and sit over there on the couch. you'll get twice of what i get. for the same number of hours i worked." *grins*
the lady removes her clothes...
first week of the holidays going to be gone. this period of the holiday working. not a good experience so far. lost the stamina and everything. couldn't focus and everything. and basically, that's it. rotten luck.
need to find other sources of income. betting. and all sorts of other things. trying to cut down on the expenses. although it seems to be burning right through the leather.
that's it.
no more.
keeping track of scores.
good bye.
don't put me in the middle, either the best or the worst...
Monday, October 11, 2004
lack the touch of maturity
"i'm sorry for what i've done.. and not done.."
she held on to his hands... let it rest on her chest where her heart is..
"nothing can ever heals the scars you left.. right here..."
the guy thought of her breasts...
yup. exams are over. for now. till next semester's exam. but that has got to wait. got things to do now. haha. have to keep myself occupied. yup.
chose to start work earlier. more income that way. haha. have to push up the numbers one way or another. before the holidays ends. and they end fast. nothing else matters.
ok.
somethings do matter. some... things...
haha...
nothing to post today..
good luck guys..
and
girls...
played soccer today.
horrible experience. haha.
the useless man wants to say, "my~ how tall have you grown"...
"i'm sorry for what i've done.. and not done.."
she held on to his hands... let it rest on her chest where her heart is..
"nothing can ever heals the scars you left.. right here..."
the guy thought of her breasts...
yup. exams are over. for now. till next semester's exam. but that has got to wait. got things to do now. haha. have to keep myself occupied. yup.
chose to start work earlier. more income that way. haha. have to push up the numbers one way or another. before the holidays ends. and they end fast. nothing else matters.
ok.
somethings do matter. some... things...
haha...
nothing to post today..
good luck guys..
and
girls...
played soccer today.
horrible experience. haha.
the useless man wants to say, "my~ how tall have you grown"...
Saturday, October 09, 2004
Sunday, September 26, 2004
Saturday, September 25, 2004
self 'explainatory' ...
"the fences have holes...
"yeah, horrifying gunshots...
well well... guess what.. i'm back blogging.. haha...
was away for a couple of hours.. left the computer on.. alot of people ignored.. sorry people... it just wasn't intentional.. maybe i should just do this mobile MSN thing.. maybe it will just help..
things ain't going right. it never was. haha. life has never been so down. i'm just so unlucky this semester. i can only blame it on luck. no one can i blame it on. i blamed myself. and then now, i'll shift it to luck for the time being.
human beings are great creatures because they dare to dream. i guess i dreamt. but it ain't helping when i ain't doing anything towards it. losing the identity. losing it..
the A factor, N factor and H factors are what is to be found in females.
okok. *somewhere from the back of my mind, rang "judge yourself, before you judge others.".. i thank god for this piece of advice. it has managed to refrain me from talking.
yup. it did. many thanks.
*sigh* totally disgusted at myself. i'm an empty shell after all.
well.
haha. wanted to check out some soccer matches' score. url as www.livescore.com i typed www.lovesore.com .. oh my oh my.. what on this beautiful earth am i thinking...
man utd won, chelsea won, arsenal won, newcastle won, liverpool won... this is craziness...
"the fences have holes...
"yeah, horrifying gunshots...
well well... guess what.. i'm back blogging.. haha...
was away for a couple of hours.. left the computer on.. alot of people ignored.. sorry people... it just wasn't intentional.. maybe i should just do this mobile MSN thing.. maybe it will just help..
things ain't going right. it never was. haha. life has never been so down. i'm just so unlucky this semester. i can only blame it on luck. no one can i blame it on. i blamed myself. and then now, i'll shift it to luck for the time being.
human beings are great creatures because they dare to dream. i guess i dreamt. but it ain't helping when i ain't doing anything towards it. losing the identity. losing it..
the A factor, N factor and H factors are what is to be found in females.
okok. *somewhere from the back of my mind, rang "judge yourself, before you judge others.".. i thank god for this piece of advice. it has managed to refrain me from talking.
yup. it did. many thanks.
*sigh* totally disgusted at myself. i'm an empty shell after all.
well.
haha. wanted to check out some soccer matches' score. url as www.livescore.com i typed www.lovesore.com .. oh my oh my.. what on this beautiful earth am i thinking...
man utd won, chelsea won, arsenal won, newcastle won, liverpool won... this is craziness...
checked out alot of blogs today. tons of them. haha. i think i covered many that i can ever cover. except some that are really so secretive about their address and such. totally amazed to what i have read.
it's cool to know everyone is having their life. be it good or bad. mostly good loh. everyone have a life. they always have things to blog about. compared to me. i guess i am under par. it's a great feeling to be able to read about people's life. blog on people. there's always "i" reading your posts and such.
yes yes. it doesn't mean i only go to your blog once every few months. there are blogs i visit everyday. no fail. just that. maybe you ain't in the list. haha. but nevertheless, you will be read by me. haha somehow. in one way or another.
nope. i am not going to study till tuesday. yup. not going to touch anything till tuesday. got reasons. but i guess i need not say it out. HEEEEE.
hmmm. let's see. from some blogs i can remember. people are enjoying till the last minute. envy. some are just out to crap. nice. some are just out to say everything out. cool. some are just to describe their daily routines. constant effort. and some. are just out to say everything in orange.
different colours tells different story. what does orange says?
why orange. coz it blends to the entire layout? haha. no idea. i've liked orange. don't know since when. but i am very easy influenced. one way or another.
movies to catch. New Police Story. Whit e Chicks. Exorcist. Resident Evil. and some forgotten show. haha. total boredom to list them all out. and some RA shows. Uncensored.
no more studying.
fish had enough.
tata~
those that drink to drown their sorrows, should be told that sorrows can swim... -angel_hl86(my msn loh.. don't know who lai de... )
Sunday, September 19, 2004
lingering obsession, romantic salvation...
"the weight of water...
"this is for you,
"my dear...
i shut my eyes. i feel her skin under my mouth.
the sun hits my face. warming my face with its heat.
i took a look at her. she is ripe with sleep or her condition. she lays there, resting her own fingers over where mine is resting.
i leaned forward to kiss her on the side of her face. she just lay there. on the bed.
i thought.
if only my luck will hold...
To my dearest:
your hands erase the memory of others.
a part of you is inside me,
and i will always remember that.
you have made me give up all the secrets,
i am lighter now.
you talk of days stretching after days,
you believed in those days.
but i did not believe in them,
but i believed in today
your mother's blanket,
has the sweetest smell.
she had secrets too,
she is lighter now.
and i'm glad
i have told them to you.
your face shimmers in the water,
sometimes,
i think that i can i see.
i will feel and smell you
but you will never see my face
we will leave this place and not return,
in our dreams,
all will turn to dust.
i shall stop here. this is all i could provide. for her. for now.
good night.
a few landmarks away, so near, yet so far..
"the weight of water...
"this is for you,
"my dear...
i shut my eyes. i feel her skin under my mouth.
the sun hits my face. warming my face with its heat.
i took a look at her. she is ripe with sleep or her condition. she lays there, resting her own fingers over where mine is resting.
i leaned forward to kiss her on the side of her face. she just lay there. on the bed.
i thought.
if only my luck will hold...
To my dearest:
your hands erase the memory of others.
a part of you is inside me,
and i will always remember that.
you have made me give up all the secrets,
i am lighter now.
you talk of days stretching after days,
you believed in those days.
but i did not believe in them,
but i believed in today
your mother's blanket,
has the sweetest smell.
she had secrets too,
she is lighter now.
and i'm glad
i have told them to you.
your face shimmers in the water,
sometimes,
i think that i can i see.
i will feel and smell you
but you will never see my face
we will leave this place and not return,
in our dreams,
all will turn to dust.
i shall stop here. this is all i could provide. for her. for now.
good night.
a few landmarks away, so near, yet so far..
Friday, September 17, 2004
don't blink, you wouldn't know what you've missed
"from what i see, this is all nothing but a mistake...
"from all that i can see, this is all nothing...
"from all of what i can see, this is something...
"from all of what i can't see, there is nothing but feelings...
tell me a story. a story about a boy. a story about a (let's say) 19 year old boy. or man. or male. whatever. it's just a god damn guy.
he's cute, friendly, helpful, and just plain sweet to girls. he never fails to attract girls to him. and everyone knows. this guy we are talking about here. is always focusing on friendship, family and many others.
where's love? where's the girl of his dreams?
*Interruption*
i just love to blog when my hairs wet. i don't know why. Or maybe it's just an occurence that maybe. just maybe. while i am undressing, bathing, singing with the water, something just struck me. and i needed to blog.
well. i'm glad things were okay. not much of a hassle. helped alot of others. but the most worked done has got to be my bro.
*resume*
listen to my story. listen well. there's the 17 year old female. a girl. a woman. a lady. she's everything a girl can hope for. she's what guys are looking for. she never fails to attract guys. but, never did she have committed herself to love.
where's the love? where's the relationship.
now. now. he likes her. she doesn't know. she felt the sweetness when he helped her. gossips rose and spread to her ears. he likes her. she felt normal. she thought it's just any one of those guys out there. but he prove her wrong.
many girls was jealous. jealous of the girl. the girl lives a couple of blocks from him. the same street. many chances for them to get together. never fail to create much laughter. and many girls were jealous. many girls have hated.
but surprise, surprise. the guy didn't take the initiative. the girl neither. this went on for two years. and two years flew by. nothing happen. nothing really happen. the guy and the girl are still friends. for two years, he liked her. but they are still friends.
now the girl is leaving. away the same street. far far away. same country. just west.
the guys felt the regret. and the point of her move. the regret is that he should take the initiative. the point is, her move determines her leave. away from his life.
initiative counts alot to the guy. he doesn't know.
if the girl didn't leave, would he ever know? =)
what the eye sees, the ear listen, the mouth tastes, the nose smell and the skin feels,
are all nothing. nothing at all.
what counts truly,
is those that is inside on the overall.
*exception:
-appearance and looks.
good night.
the hair has dried.
it's time for bed.
for what may seem like a regret, awaits an opportunity...
"from what i see, this is all nothing but a mistake...
"from all that i can see, this is all nothing...
"from all of what i can see, this is something...
"from all of what i can't see, there is nothing but feelings...
tell me a story. a story about a boy. a story about a (let's say) 19 year old boy. or man. or male. whatever. it's just a god damn guy.
he's cute, friendly, helpful, and just plain sweet to girls. he never fails to attract girls to him. and everyone knows. this guy we are talking about here. is always focusing on friendship, family and many others.
where's love? where's the girl of his dreams?
*Interruption*
i just love to blog when my hairs wet. i don't know why. Or maybe it's just an occurence that maybe. just maybe. while i am undressing, bathing, singing with the water, something just struck me. and i needed to blog.
well. i'm glad things were okay. not much of a hassle. helped alot of others. but the most worked done has got to be my bro.
*resume*
listen to my story. listen well. there's the 17 year old female. a girl. a woman. a lady. she's everything a girl can hope for. she's what guys are looking for. she never fails to attract guys. but, never did she have committed herself to love.
where's the love? where's the relationship.
now. now. he likes her. she doesn't know. she felt the sweetness when he helped her. gossips rose and spread to her ears. he likes her. she felt normal. she thought it's just any one of those guys out there. but he prove her wrong.
many girls was jealous. jealous of the girl. the girl lives a couple of blocks from him. the same street. many chances for them to get together. never fail to create much laughter. and many girls were jealous. many girls have hated.
but surprise, surprise. the guy didn't take the initiative. the girl neither. this went on for two years. and two years flew by. nothing happen. nothing really happen. the guy and the girl are still friends. for two years, he liked her. but they are still friends.
now the girl is leaving. away the same street. far far away. same country. just west.
the guys felt the regret. and the point of her move. the regret is that he should take the initiative. the point is, her move determines her leave. away from his life.
initiative counts alot to the guy. he doesn't know.
if the girl didn't leave, would he ever know? =)
what the eye sees, the ear listen, the mouth tastes, the nose smell and the skin feels,
are all nothing. nothing at all.
what counts truly,
is those that is inside on the overall.
*exception:
-appearance and looks.
good night.
the hair has dried.
it's time for bed.
for what may seem like a regret, awaits an opportunity...
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
what a wonderful world... sigh...
"as i say to myself..."
well well... i'm not going to blog what happened today. which routines i've been through today. haha. it feels kinda sad that humans are so prone to be slaves of routines. that kinda suck.
have this feeling of ultimate fatigue. time to go to bed soon. haha.
just came out from a shower. hair wet wet. so type this. wait for hair to dry. catch up with one person and then go to sleep. routines.
you know what. seriously, it's always easier to be bias. it's always better to stand on one side. rather than the other side, or the outside. everyone screams their head off when they are inside. k.p.o so much when they are outside. lines are drawn. alliances are clear. chocolate ice cream can never be white.
everyone is born into this world to contribute. that's what i believe. if you ain't good in this, wait for help. get it done yourself if there's no help. in any other words, it's often best to be independent then to be dependent. no offence.
but well, nevertheless, everyone should trust each other. everyone should be friends. even if we don't click, then make 100% sure that our paths don't cross. cross it twice, stuffs the water bottle up your ass. needless to say, three times and so on.
faggots are some,
maggots like others.
sounds like one,
actually another.
preferred white,
makes you look plump.
black preferred,
the curves appeared nice.
crumpler bag fits some,
others' bag cost a handful sum.
a bad that is useful,
is better than any other.
~* 24-SEP-2004 : A New Police Story
~* 30-SEP-2004 : Resident Evil - Apocolyspe(?)
argh. feeling restless.
hiak hiak
good night people.
take care.
like the sand through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives...
"as i say to myself..."
well well... i'm not going to blog what happened today. which routines i've been through today. haha. it feels kinda sad that humans are so prone to be slaves of routines. that kinda suck.
have this feeling of ultimate fatigue. time to go to bed soon. haha.
just came out from a shower. hair wet wet. so type this. wait for hair to dry. catch up with one person and then go to sleep. routines.
you know what. seriously, it's always easier to be bias. it's always better to stand on one side. rather than the other side, or the outside. everyone screams their head off when they are inside. k.p.o so much when they are outside. lines are drawn. alliances are clear. chocolate ice cream can never be white.
everyone is born into this world to contribute. that's what i believe. if you ain't good in this, wait for help. get it done yourself if there's no help. in any other words, it's often best to be independent then to be dependent. no offence.
but well, nevertheless, everyone should trust each other. everyone should be friends. even if we don't click, then make 100% sure that our paths don't cross. cross it twice, stuffs the water bottle up your ass. needless to say, three times and so on.
faggots are some,
maggots like others.
sounds like one,
actually another.
preferred white,
makes you look plump.
black preferred,
the curves appeared nice.
crumpler bag fits some,
others' bag cost a handful sum.
a bad that is useful,
is better than any other.
~* 24-SEP-2004 : A New Police Story
~* 30-SEP-2004 : Resident Evil - Apocolyspe(?)
argh. feeling restless.
hiak hiak
good night people.
take care.
like the sand through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives...
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
what a wonderful world... sigh...
"and i say to myself..."
just bathe. just put in books into my bag. knowing that i will be early for tomorrow's nine am lecture. i decided to blog a post and also to wait for my hair to by drier before i go to sleep. i won't want a headache. although i am having one already. don't wanna worsen it.
well, let's say something about today. today's weather, totally sunny in the morning. turned hot in the afternoon. actually i wasn't so sure. 'cos i was indoors most of the times. things worsen as the sky darkened. focus seems to be leaving me. i am lagging behind time. i'm no longer "enthu" in whatever i am doing. stop.
how about tomorrow. i hope there's no presentation. i'm getting the jitters at the thought of it. to what i have recalled, i am presenting lesser and lesser compared to year one. i'm lacking of my own confidence already. haha. recalled.
nothing much around actually. there are things that shouldn't be typed out here. so if you just wanna kpo your way in, call me. leave me a comment. a tone. a "whatever-you-can-ever-think-of".
i wished i could type them out here. i seriously wished to do so.
but no, there's no way i am going to do that. haha.
well, that's all for this morning. today. i guess.
yup.
good night guys.
~* take care
->->-@
there's no feeling in it at all, but, it was definitely pleasurable... -princess diaries 2
"and i say to myself..."
just bathe. just put in books into my bag. knowing that i will be early for tomorrow's nine am lecture. i decided to blog a post and also to wait for my hair to by drier before i go to sleep. i won't want a headache. although i am having one already. don't wanna worsen it.
well, let's say something about today. today's weather, totally sunny in the morning. turned hot in the afternoon. actually i wasn't so sure. 'cos i was indoors most of the times. things worsen as the sky darkened. focus seems to be leaving me. i am lagging behind time. i'm no longer "enthu" in whatever i am doing. stop.
how about tomorrow. i hope there's no presentation. i'm getting the jitters at the thought of it. to what i have recalled, i am presenting lesser and lesser compared to year one. i'm lacking of my own confidence already. haha. recalled.
nothing much around actually. there are things that shouldn't be typed out here. so if you just wanna kpo your way in, call me. leave me a comment. a tone. a "whatever-you-can-ever-think-of".
i wished i could type them out here. i seriously wished to do so.
but no, there's no way i am going to do that. haha.
well, that's all for this morning. today. i guess.
yup.
good night guys.
~* take care
->->-@
there's no feeling in it at all, but, it was definitely pleasurable... -princess diaries 2
Saturday, September 11, 2004
eye lids dropping, yawning
nope, i'm not here to complain about me being tired. nope, i'm not here to complain about me being super-duper occupied. nope, i'm not here to complain about the massive outflows of cash. nope, i'm not here to complain about anyone, someone, him or her. nope, i'm not here to complain how sucky things can get. nope, i'm not here to complain about me being defeated anyway or anyhow in life.
situation now, it's so whatever.
wondered around in the past. not looking at the future. "you should move on" said from behind. huh? who? is it me. is it my three year old inner child. no? WHO?
i took out the pictures. place it on my palm. it felt real. the lamination. the picture. the border. the graffiti that wasn't suppose to be there. it feel so real. so god damn real. the people in it. needless to say, without them, the picture is never complete. the picture needs the poeple.
great. one day off. am really feeling guilty. gotta start doing work.
this post has ended.
for now.
comsuming alcohol a.k.a drinking is bad. just like smoking.
if you wanna smoke, smoke less.
if you wanna drink, drink less.
if you wanna smoke, call me.
if you wanna drink, call me.
that's all.
bye.
for every one step to success, there's the three steps to failure...
nope, i'm not here to complain about me being tired. nope, i'm not here to complain about me being super-duper occupied. nope, i'm not here to complain about the massive outflows of cash. nope, i'm not here to complain about anyone, someone, him or her. nope, i'm not here to complain how sucky things can get. nope, i'm not here to complain about me being defeated anyway or anyhow in life.
situation now, it's so whatever.
wondered around in the past. not looking at the future. "you should move on" said from behind. huh? who? is it me. is it my three year old inner child. no? WHO?
i took out the pictures. place it on my palm. it felt real. the lamination. the picture. the border. the graffiti that wasn't suppose to be there. it feel so real. so god damn real. the people in it. needless to say, without them, the picture is never complete. the picture needs the poeple.
great. one day off. am really feeling guilty. gotta start doing work.
this post has ended.
for now.
comsuming alcohol a.k.a drinking is bad. just like smoking.
if you wanna smoke, smoke less.
if you wanna drink, drink less.
if you wanna smoke, call me.
if you wanna drink, call me.
that's all.
bye.
for every one step to success, there's the three steps to failure...
Tuesday, September 07, 2004
your attitude towards everything, counts
school for a year 2 student experiencing his first semester is one tiring experience. lots of submission. meaning lots of reports. lots of presentation. meaning lots of talking. i hate talking to people i don't know, i don't like, i don't like what's coming out of their mouth. but well, interpersonal skills starts today. i will talk.
but who cares right. whether you talk or not. i've been quite silent for moments. no body also care one.
well, since being lame is the only key for guys to be near girls. just be lame.
hypothesis contributed by big umbrella.
nothing much to complain about. having phobia of typing. endless to type for reports, it seems. 15 pages of essays. haha. no wonder JC students, literature students complains. fingers are tired.
haha.
before i go.
here goes nothing!
ciaoz.
good luck guys.
if you want to smoke, smoke less...
school for a year 2 student experiencing his first semester is one tiring experience. lots of submission. meaning lots of reports. lots of presentation. meaning lots of talking. i hate talking to people i don't know, i don't like, i don't like what's coming out of their mouth. but well, interpersonal skills starts today. i will talk.
but who cares right. whether you talk or not. i've been quite silent for moments. no body also care one.
well, since being lame is the only key for guys to be near girls. just be lame.
hypothesis contributed by big umbrella.
nothing much to complain about. having phobia of typing. endless to type for reports, it seems. 15 pages of essays. haha. no wonder JC students, literature students complains. fingers are tired.
haha.
before i go.
here goes nothing!
ciaoz.
good luck guys.
if you want to smoke, smoke less...
Monday, September 06, 2004
young, single and loaded.
yeah. that's the whole idea now. very conceptual.
how about the day. go read my bro's blog you will have a "agaration".
how about now. well, just finish bathing. and just trying to give this keyboard a little exercise here.
stress. the common killer amongst all of us. but guess eac of us have different ways to handle it. i've met dozens that can't sleep. dozens that complains and grumble till they are satisfied. or maybe not. but well, my method for now is to go to the void deck after this post and enjoy the cool breeze.
yes you've read it. i'm gonna sacrifice my few minutes of sleep for this little enjoyment.
that's basically my sunday.
my saturday? considered "off". hey~ there's the 5 days working week ok? but who cares. basically, i do. let's see. saturday i was all alone at home trying to figure out how some codes, programming work. what should be done for the many projects. and what should be packed out for the examinations.
~*examinations will take place first week of october.
and then went out to grab a couple of CDs. then went to find my friend. a friend of mine. had a little supper, chat a little, drank a little and smoke a little. that's about it.
quite a wasted saturday. nothing productive.
but well, i'm off now.
good bye.
~*hope you like my little gift.
~* *ponders* about your return.
~*and also about you leaving...
~*how about the saying "you'll only know how to cherish, after you lost it."
night guys.
i wanna be 3, naive and fat...
yeah. that's the whole idea now. very conceptual.
how about the day. go read my bro's blog you will have a "agaration".
how about now. well, just finish bathing. and just trying to give this keyboard a little exercise here.
stress. the common killer amongst all of us. but guess eac of us have different ways to handle it. i've met dozens that can't sleep. dozens that complains and grumble till they are satisfied. or maybe not. but well, my method for now is to go to the void deck after this post and enjoy the cool breeze.
yes you've read it. i'm gonna sacrifice my few minutes of sleep for this little enjoyment.
that's basically my sunday.
my saturday? considered "off". hey~ there's the 5 days working week ok? but who cares. basically, i do. let's see. saturday i was all alone at home trying to figure out how some codes, programming work. what should be done for the many projects. and what should be packed out for the examinations.
~*examinations will take place first week of october.
and then went out to grab a couple of CDs. then went to find my friend. a friend of mine. had a little supper, chat a little, drank a little and smoke a little. that's about it.
quite a wasted saturday. nothing productive.
but well, i'm off now.
good bye.
~*hope you like my little gift.
~* *ponders* about your return.
~*and also about you leaving...
~*how about the saying "you'll only know how to cherish, after you lost it."
night guys.
i wanna be 3, naive and fat...
Monday, August 30, 2004
too logical
"You Decide"
That's not the answer ladies are looking for when they ask for a suggestion.
Where to eat? What movie to watch? Where to go for fun? You don't have to be the "go to" person for everyone of these questions, but try to imagine the image that you are projecting if your answer to all these is "you decide."
So have a few places for food in mind. Check out the newspapers for good movies you want to watch. If nothing strikes you as particularly good, just be open to any suggestions. Find a place you like to hangout because you're comfortable there. If you don't have any ideas, ask your friends, check the Internet and papers.
In other words, do your homework: be prepared.
Fortune favours the prepared. Even in dating.
Listening
As you get more experienced with life and dating, maturing and growing old, you learn to read between the lines.
"I'm not ready for a relationship right now" translates to "you're not the one".
"It's not you, it's me" translates to "It IS you."
"Let's just be friends..." - "... Looooong distance friends."
The truth is most people are too polite to say what they really think, so you have to truly listen to what they mean to say, not what you would like them to say. It doesn't mean that there's anything wrong with you... well, there probably is - no one's perfect. But you are probably not worse than anyone else, and you'd have something special to offer that special someone. You just haven't found that one yet.
And not to be overly cynical, sometimes, "let's just be friends" means precisely that - I want to be your friend.
You are nice. You are sweet. I'm just not attracted to you that way.
And while it may be a little disappointing that you have not found that special someone, that new friend is a new resource. That new friend could tell others about you - and how you might be compatible with their friends.
Shoot for the moon and sometimes you might just hit a star. But that's alright because a star could light the way.
Who loves you, baby?
Assuming you'd love yourself. It is natural. You know yourself best and you know your strengths and weakness and you know best what is most lovable about yourself.
Why do you need to love yourself? Well, if you don't love yourself, how can you love another? If you don't love yourself, why should another love you?
you can't make someone love you.You can only make yourself lovable.
Simple Ingredients, Special Effort
It's all about the famous Prawn Mee Soup.
The secret of that dish, it seems, is the flavourful soup.
How is that soup made?The ingredients are simple: Garlic, Prawns, and Dried Scallops. Bags of garlic, prawns and dried scallops are tossed into a huge 40 gallon tun and boiled.
It takes 18 hours of continuous boiling, stirring, and simmering to make that characteristic flavourful soup. And tending the soup, stirring it often is important to prevent the soup from burning.
The ingredients are so simple, so common. But it is the effort that makes it special.
We are not all famous people, or blessed with talent, good looks, or an abundance of wealth. If we are special it is by virtue of our effort.
So the ONE you are looking for will be special because of the personal effort and attention given to you. Similarly what will make you special in the eyes of the ONE is your personal attention - offering your help lending an ear, giving a sincere compliment, or just brightening the day with a smile or a joke.
It's the little things.
"You Decide"
That's not the answer ladies are looking for when they ask for a suggestion.
Where to eat? What movie to watch? Where to go for fun? You don't have to be the "go to" person for everyone of these questions, but try to imagine the image that you are projecting if your answer to all these is "you decide."
So have a few places for food in mind. Check out the newspapers for good movies you want to watch. If nothing strikes you as particularly good, just be open to any suggestions. Find a place you like to hangout because you're comfortable there. If you don't have any ideas, ask your friends, check the Internet and papers.
In other words, do your homework: be prepared.
Fortune favours the prepared. Even in dating.
Listening
As you get more experienced with life and dating, maturing and growing old, you learn to read between the lines.
"I'm not ready for a relationship right now" translates to "you're not the one".
"It's not you, it's me" translates to "It IS you."
"Let's just be friends..." - "... Looooong distance friends."
The truth is most people are too polite to say what they really think, so you have to truly listen to what they mean to say, not what you would like them to say. It doesn't mean that there's anything wrong with you... well, there probably is - no one's perfect. But you are probably not worse than anyone else, and you'd have something special to offer that special someone. You just haven't found that one yet.
And not to be overly cynical, sometimes, "let's just be friends" means precisely that - I want to be your friend.
You are nice. You are sweet. I'm just not attracted to you that way.
And while it may be a little disappointing that you have not found that special someone, that new friend is a new resource. That new friend could tell others about you - and how you might be compatible with their friends.
Shoot for the moon and sometimes you might just hit a star. But that's alright because a star could light the way.
Who loves you, baby?
Assuming you'd love yourself. It is natural. You know yourself best and you know your strengths and weakness and you know best what is most lovable about yourself.
Why do you need to love yourself? Well, if you don't love yourself, how can you love another? If you don't love yourself, why should another love you?
you can't make someone love you.You can only make yourself lovable.
Simple Ingredients, Special Effort
It's all about the famous Prawn Mee Soup.
The secret of that dish, it seems, is the flavourful soup.
How is that soup made?The ingredients are simple: Garlic, Prawns, and Dried Scallops. Bags of garlic, prawns and dried scallops are tossed into a huge 40 gallon tun and boiled.
It takes 18 hours of continuous boiling, stirring, and simmering to make that characteristic flavourful soup. And tending the soup, stirring it often is important to prevent the soup from burning.
The ingredients are so simple, so common. But it is the effort that makes it special.
We are not all famous people, or blessed with talent, good looks, or an abundance of wealth. If we are special it is by virtue of our effort.
So the ONE you are looking for will be special because of the personal effort and attention given to you. Similarly what will make you special in the eyes of the ONE is your personal attention - offering your help lending an ear, giving a sincere compliment, or just brightening the day with a smile or a joke.
It's the little things.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
the taste of defeat, ain't sweet
today, is full of defeats,
lost in life,
lost in studies,
lost my purpose.
just shut up.
the monitor, gleefully staring at me
my eyes, for once
was filled with tears
as they read between the lines.
just shut up.
i looked at the teacher
his hands ain't trembling with the paper
my friends passed me the yellow sheet
i trembled upon meeting the marks.
just shut up.
hopes seem far
facts seem near
i'm losing it
losing almost everything
just shut up.
lee hsien long talk for three hours
filled with nothing but empty claims
i talk for three hours
fill with empty claims that are nothing
just shut up.
thinking back, how long was it.
how long was it since i felt her.
i needed to.
i wanted to.
just shut up.
money don't come by easy.
work means money.
laziness is the killer.
mind you, lonliness kills too.
take care.
i might just go on.
but since the rain has stopped.
i see no reason.
so well,
good night.
i am afraid of responsibilities...
today, is full of defeats,
lost in life,
lost in studies,
lost my purpose.
just shut up.
the monitor, gleefully staring at me
my eyes, for once
was filled with tears
as they read between the lines.
just shut up.
i looked at the teacher
his hands ain't trembling with the paper
my friends passed me the yellow sheet
i trembled upon meeting the marks.
just shut up.
hopes seem far
facts seem near
i'm losing it
losing almost everything
just shut up.
lee hsien long talk for three hours
filled with nothing but empty claims
i talk for three hours
fill with empty claims that are nothing
just shut up.
thinking back, how long was it.
how long was it since i felt her.
i needed to.
i wanted to.
just shut up.
money don't come by easy.
work means money.
laziness is the killer.
mind you, lonliness kills too.
take care.
i might just go on.
but since the rain has stopped.
i see no reason.
so well,
good night.
i am afraid of responsibilities...
Monday, August 23, 2004
do yourself a favour
i've forgotten how to blog. or rather. i've forgotten i got a blog. that explains the previous two posts that so happen to be on the same day.
seriously, i've forgotten the blogging style i used to have. it's like a photo album. everythings gets caught on film. published it out. slot it in. put in the cupboard and be forgotten.
but well, there's always a chance where you take out the photo album. flip it through. realised how wonderful you've always look. or how awful you have looked. and wishes to take out the camera again. and to take new pictures.
but note. this time. the person might have different looks, different perceptions and different in many other ways.
in life, we need a purpose. just like you enter pizza hut to have pizza. enter mcdonald to drink. enter ajisen to eat mee. enter a book store to buy books. what do we live for? what do you live for? what do i live for?
money. the key issue around me. and around you. but well, things are obvious enough. enough elaborated.
eyebags. dark rings. ( is that what you call it? hei yan quan in hanyupinyin ). serious problem. haven't been sleeping till 10.30. not even 9.30. always 9am wake up. distorting timing. and then. have to last throughout the day till like 2am. if not 2.30am. how can one go on like this. it's not good now. not good in the future.
sensibility. be sensible. very sensible. do what you are suppose to do.
friends always have an expiry date. who doesn't have an expiry date? i'm totally convinced.
i'm no catholic.
praise the lord.
amen.
good night.
may god bless you.
take care.
the real killer, loneliness. laziness. lameness...
i've forgotten how to blog. or rather. i've forgotten i got a blog. that explains the previous two posts that so happen to be on the same day.
seriously, i've forgotten the blogging style i used to have. it's like a photo album. everythings gets caught on film. published it out. slot it in. put in the cupboard and be forgotten.
but well, there's always a chance where you take out the photo album. flip it through. realised how wonderful you've always look. or how awful you have looked. and wishes to take out the camera again. and to take new pictures.
but note. this time. the person might have different looks, different perceptions and different in many other ways.
in life, we need a purpose. just like you enter pizza hut to have pizza. enter mcdonald to drink. enter ajisen to eat mee. enter a book store to buy books. what do we live for? what do you live for? what do i live for?
money. the key issue around me. and around you. but well, things are obvious enough. enough elaborated.
eyebags. dark rings. ( is that what you call it? hei yan quan in hanyupinyin ). serious problem. haven't been sleeping till 10.30. not even 9.30. always 9am wake up. distorting timing. and then. have to last throughout the day till like 2am. if not 2.30am. how can one go on like this. it's not good now. not good in the future.
sensibility. be sensible. very sensible. do what you are suppose to do.
friends always have an expiry date. who doesn't have an expiry date? i'm totally convinced.
i'm no catholic.
praise the lord.
amen.
good night.
may god bless you.
take care.
the real killer, loneliness. laziness. lameness...
Monday, August 16, 2004
three things: desire, time, learn
after today, i guess i am able to sit through any lectures.
went for a business talk today, classified BIP. Business Introduction Programme. rather interesting talk. which took up like five hours of my Sunday.
supposed to go for the fireworks. but then. cancelled it. well, then was being held back by annoying people, i thought they were.
they weren't.
after attending the BIP, sitting down for another three, four hours to talk with one millionaire, two managers, three employees, i sat down and think. of course, after hearing their concepts which is brilliant i must say. haha. they are. seriously are. talk to me for one common purpose. obviously enough is to join their network. who doesn't want to earn big money. who doesn't. don't let this opportunity slipped off. fireworks cancelled? fate you must stay. join us.
some interesting things those people brought up.
1) if you dare to dream, we dare to hire you
2) singapore education system grooms people to be able to study well. not work well.
3) only one employee earns five million annually. some electrician. (forgot the details)
4) a degree only proves that you can study. nothing more.
5) a degree is as good as a diploma. if not, worse.
6) a degree's worth died down two years ago.
7) take risks to make it big.
8) smokers smoke because they feel relaxed. it's because they are controlling their breathing when they smoke.
9) why fireworks? why not a big balloon containing thousands of 50 dollar bills and and burst it in the middle of the stadium, releasing them to the audience.
10) nothing is deem as impossible. it's how you want to do it. are you willing to face it. how are you going to manage it.
11) don't let emotions run you. run your emotions.
12) never work for money. let money chase after you. work to play.
13) the world has become so small, the market? bigger than the world.
14) one small step to a huge success. that small step is never simple.
15) sadly, there are many many many many many small steps to being successful.
and alot alot more. bedazzled.
well, don't know about my decision.
what a Sunday.
abit regret. never do a lot of things then go listen to such crap. or are they crap?
noone believes you. believe in yourself.
noone understands you. understand yourself.
noone talks to you. blog.
noone wanna be friends with you. be friendly.
noone bothers about you. care for them first.
noone cares for you. care for yourself.
be independent. very independent.
losing patience with myself...
after today, i guess i am able to sit through any lectures.
went for a business talk today, classified BIP. Business Introduction Programme. rather interesting talk. which took up like five hours of my Sunday.
supposed to go for the fireworks. but then. cancelled it. well, then was being held back by annoying people, i thought they were.
they weren't.
after attending the BIP, sitting down for another three, four hours to talk with one millionaire, two managers, three employees, i sat down and think. of course, after hearing their concepts which is brilliant i must say. haha. they are. seriously are. talk to me for one common purpose. obviously enough is to join their network. who doesn't want to earn big money. who doesn't. don't let this opportunity slipped off. fireworks cancelled? fate you must stay. join us.
some interesting things those people brought up.
1) if you dare to dream, we dare to hire you
2) singapore education system grooms people to be able to study well. not work well.
3) only one employee earns five million annually. some electrician. (forgot the details)
4) a degree only proves that you can study. nothing more.
5) a degree is as good as a diploma. if not, worse.
6) a degree's worth died down two years ago.
7) take risks to make it big.
8) smokers smoke because they feel relaxed. it's because they are controlling their breathing when they smoke.
9) why fireworks? why not a big balloon containing thousands of 50 dollar bills and and burst it in the middle of the stadium, releasing them to the audience.
10) nothing is deem as impossible. it's how you want to do it. are you willing to face it. how are you going to manage it.
11) don't let emotions run you. run your emotions.
12) never work for money. let money chase after you. work to play.
13) the world has become so small, the market? bigger than the world.
14) one small step to a huge success. that small step is never simple.
15) sadly, there are many many many many many small steps to being successful.
and alot alot more. bedazzled.
well, don't know about my decision.
what a Sunday.
abit regret. never do a lot of things then go listen to such crap. or are they crap?
noone believes you. believe in yourself.
noone understands you. understand yourself.
noone talks to you. blog.
noone wanna be friends with you. be friendly.
noone bothers about you. care for them first.
noone cares for you. care for yourself.
be independent. very independent.
losing patience with myself...
dare to dream, that's what i want
i believed i am able to sit thought lectures already. given that i've sit through enough today. god. if you people never cancelled the fireworks thing. i could have got out of there earlier. the earlier. the better.
alright. i'm being quite hypocritical at that time. putting on a smile when i don't even wanna do it. but these people. their passion for money is really truly incredible. especially that arrogant asshole. but well. he earns big bucks. smoke big fat brown sticks. he's a millionaire already at the age of 27?
it's all about marketing. even if you have the lousiest product in the whole wide world. it's all about how you go around matketing that shit. do it good. it will sell. do it bad. it will still sell. making a loss.
but watever. it's just so watever. hokay. i'm interested. but not willing to devote the time for it. anyway. thanks for the time also la. shook quite a number of millionaire's hands. or some wanna-be.
the whole thing surprisingly irritates me without fail. though i can grab their concepts. the ideas. it's nothing from school. listen up. school really sucks. tell them i study BIT they question me with wad is being taught to me in school. surprisingly, it's nothing compared to their experience. so what am i studying for?
they tell me. study so as to achieve a short cut with the theoretical path. ok. that's some bright side of things when things eventually boils down to practicals and experience. but well, if there's a short cut. why don't do it well? studying ain't sucky.
all they can end their presentation with is "guess what's my age"
COME ON. fuck your age. hao lian she mo. so wad u are a manager at the age of 20. so what. ask for my age. to prove ur age. no freaking business. but well. i am seriously seriously impressed. so ya. impressed.
guess my decision. 'cos i ain't telling anyone. haha.
chill. enough of today. no fireworks. lotsa crapping. hell nothing.
losing my patience with myself already.
don't mind me. i'm going to scold people.
i'm losing it. lol. with myself. don't get me wrong.
but whatever. i am still very tolerant.
hehehe.
not a problem man.
i have the mindset ready.
it's so whatever~
fuck you right back...
i believed i am able to sit thought lectures already. given that i've sit through enough today. god. if you people never cancelled the fireworks thing. i could have got out of there earlier. the earlier. the better.
alright. i'm being quite hypocritical at that time. putting on a smile when i don't even wanna do it. but these people. their passion for money is really truly incredible. especially that arrogant asshole. but well. he earns big bucks. smoke big fat brown sticks. he's a millionaire already at the age of 27?
it's all about marketing. even if you have the lousiest product in the whole wide world. it's all about how you go around matketing that shit. do it good. it will sell. do it bad. it will still sell. making a loss.
but watever. it's just so watever. hokay. i'm interested. but not willing to devote the time for it. anyway. thanks for the time also la. shook quite a number of millionaire's hands. or some wanna-be.
the whole thing surprisingly irritates me without fail. though i can grab their concepts. the ideas. it's nothing from school. listen up. school really sucks. tell them i study BIT they question me with wad is being taught to me in school. surprisingly, it's nothing compared to their experience. so what am i studying for?
they tell me. study so as to achieve a short cut with the theoretical path. ok. that's some bright side of things when things eventually boils down to practicals and experience. but well, if there's a short cut. why don't do it well? studying ain't sucky.
all they can end their presentation with is "guess what's my age"
COME ON. fuck your age. hao lian she mo. so wad u are a manager at the age of 20. so what. ask for my age. to prove ur age. no freaking business. but well. i am seriously seriously impressed. so ya. impressed.
guess my decision. 'cos i ain't telling anyone. haha.
chill. enough of today. no fireworks. lotsa crapping. hell nothing.
losing my patience with myself already.
don't mind me. i'm going to scold people.
i'm losing it. lol. with myself. don't get me wrong.
but whatever. i am still very tolerant.
hehehe.
not a problem man.
i have the mindset ready.
it's so whatever~
fuck you right back...
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Monday, August 02, 2004
point of stability
*pops champagne* cheers! this has turned one.
and i must admit. this blog totally lacks in-depth content. it's too shallow? or dense? haha.
watever is that suppose to mean. it's something good. haha.
be it physics or wat-so-ever. it's something real nice.
although i might say, that this post is for yesterday. as dated. Aug 01 2004. but too bad. the typist gets a bit too tired. and forget about his online desire.
be it logical or wat-so-ever. it's something worth thinking about.
well, the mid sem tests are near. weightage not that particularly heavy. abit lesser to study. compared to the final sem exams. but, it's still one of a hell thing to do.
be it lazy or wat-so-ever. it's something that requires self discipline and self motivation.
this year's NDP is gonna be such a hit that you're gonna fall off the chair. like which ndp doesn't? the goodie bag to start with. much of a load of rubbish. except that torch light that resembles of a 3200. concluded that nokia is trying to penetrate into consumer's brain that it's a good phone after all. though it doesn't really sell.
be it strategy or wat-so-ever. it's something that you shouldn't be bothered with.
like always, the main event is not the dancing. not the choir. not the indian. not the car. not the band. not the music. not the people around you screaming their heads off. not the goodie bag. not the performers. not the host. not the main lead singer. not the mp. not the sm. not the speaker. not the march in. but it's the fireworks. it's really damn cool. dreamy. with a bit of a shock. where it goes THUD in the first place. and then SPOOOSH. and then WEEEEE. before you know it. your jaws have dropped one inch apart.
be it fascinating or wat-so-ever. it's something you should experience with the one you truly love.
like i said. this post would be the last post for the month of august. did i actually say? haha. don't know. don't think so. but~ watever~. why this decision. 'cos tired. tired of what? tired of typing. haha. no la... being rather the fickle minded me, i just sort of want to go to xanga for a change. so you guys linking me out there! watch out. haha. i might be posting my new xanga address soon. but if you don't care. fuck off will ya?
be it loneliness or wat-so-ever. it's something you should do in order to take a rest. rest? yup. have a break have a kit kat kinda thing?
but hell yes, i should be reading up. not studying. there's a difference. haha. but who cares right. just read lor. won't hurt. just stop awhile to rest my eyes. typing this sentence with my eyes closed. haha. no mistakes? actually i corrected tons of them when i open my eyes. try it. type one whole post with your eyes close. it's fascinating to know what you really wanna type.
don't think
don't doubt.
just believe.
dare to believe.
dare to love.
dare to make a come back.
dare to patch things up.
dare to make things work.
dare to breath.
dare to use smelly toilets.
dare to stink.
dare to bathe.
dare to eat.
dare to walk.
dare to sleep.
dare to cry.
dare to scream.
dare to grumble.
dare to mumble.
dare to yell.
dare to sulk.
dare to pout.
dare to sniff.
dare to sneeze.
dare to clean.
dare to wat-so-ever.
dare to believe in forever.
that's when all the beauty comes out.
but.
be it lengthy or wat-so-ever, you've read this far. just continue.
and like all fairy tales,
the end.
Good night.
if you really love her, you'll let her go - Fairy Godmother in Shrek 2
*pops champagne* cheers! this has turned one.
and i must admit. this blog totally lacks in-depth content. it's too shallow? or dense? haha.
watever is that suppose to mean. it's something good. haha.
be it physics or wat-so-ever. it's something real nice.
although i might say, that this post is for yesterday. as dated. Aug 01 2004. but too bad. the typist gets a bit too tired. and forget about his online desire.
be it logical or wat-so-ever. it's something worth thinking about.
well, the mid sem tests are near. weightage not that particularly heavy. abit lesser to study. compared to the final sem exams. but, it's still one of a hell thing to do.
be it lazy or wat-so-ever. it's something that requires self discipline and self motivation.
this year's NDP is gonna be such a hit that you're gonna fall off the chair. like which ndp doesn't? the goodie bag to start with. much of a load of rubbish. except that torch light that resembles of a 3200. concluded that nokia is trying to penetrate into consumer's brain that it's a good phone after all. though it doesn't really sell.
be it strategy or wat-so-ever. it's something that you shouldn't be bothered with.
like always, the main event is not the dancing. not the choir. not the indian. not the car. not the band. not the music. not the people around you screaming their heads off. not the goodie bag. not the performers. not the host. not the main lead singer. not the mp. not the sm. not the speaker. not the march in. but it's the fireworks. it's really damn cool. dreamy. with a bit of a shock. where it goes THUD in the first place. and then SPOOOSH. and then WEEEEE. before you know it. your jaws have dropped one inch apart.
be it fascinating or wat-so-ever. it's something you should experience with the one you truly love.
like i said. this post would be the last post for the month of august. did i actually say? haha. don't know. don't think so. but~ watever~. why this decision. 'cos tired. tired of what? tired of typing. haha. no la... being rather the fickle minded me, i just sort of want to go to xanga for a change. so you guys linking me out there! watch out. haha. i might be posting my new xanga address soon. but if you don't care. fuck off will ya?
be it loneliness or wat-so-ever. it's something you should do in order to take a rest. rest? yup. have a break have a kit kat kinda thing?
but hell yes, i should be reading up. not studying. there's a difference. haha. but who cares right. just read lor. won't hurt. just stop awhile to rest my eyes. typing this sentence with my eyes closed. haha. no mistakes? actually i corrected tons of them when i open my eyes. try it. type one whole post with your eyes close. it's fascinating to know what you really wanna type.
don't think
don't doubt.
just believe.
dare to believe.
dare to love.
dare to make a come back.
dare to patch things up.
dare to make things work.
dare to breath.
dare to use smelly toilets.
dare to stink.
dare to bathe.
dare to eat.
dare to walk.
dare to sleep.
dare to cry.
dare to scream.
dare to grumble.
dare to mumble.
dare to yell.
dare to sulk.
dare to pout.
dare to sniff.
dare to sneeze.
dare to clean.
dare to wat-so-ever.
dare to believe in forever.
that's when all the beauty comes out.
but.
be it lengthy or wat-so-ever, you've read this far. just continue.
and like all fairy tales,
the end.
Good night.
if you really love her, you'll let her go - Fairy Godmother in Shrek 2
Monday, July 26, 2004
once and never
believe it or not. just now the weather ain't that cold. now that it had turned so damn windy and temperatures's falling fast. once you left. it's cold. it's damn cold.
i don't really have much to say. it's just another side of me wanting to type alot of alphabets on the keyboard. alphabets combine to become words? words combine to become sentences. sentences carry meaning. and this one after the full stop does carry one.
congratulation to you-know-who. if you are reading this that is. passed your driving test. (after failing once). so just drive that stupid black face off your face. it's tanned. and you're making it worse. don't give me that "i'm tired" shit.
ok. i may sound so unfriendly. i always do in this online space. do click my archives for more unfriendly posts.
but actually, i am friendly. in person. though abit guai lan. abit xia lan. abit attitude problem. abit autocratic. abit dao. abit stingy. abit lame. abit cold. abit of everything.
yup.
just abit.
god-so-wat-so-ever
still.
drink d.a.i.s.y m.i.l.k
empty the carton.
'cause i'm filling it up with regrets...
believe it or not. just now the weather ain't that cold. now that it had turned so damn windy and temperatures's falling fast. once you left. it's cold. it's damn cold.
i don't really have much to say. it's just another side of me wanting to type alot of alphabets on the keyboard. alphabets combine to become words? words combine to become sentences. sentences carry meaning. and this one after the full stop does carry one.
congratulation to you-know-who. if you are reading this that is. passed your driving test. (after failing once). so just drive that stupid black face off your face. it's tanned. and you're making it worse. don't give me that "i'm tired" shit.
ok. i may sound so unfriendly. i always do in this online space. do click my archives for more unfriendly posts.
but actually, i am friendly. in person. though abit guai lan. abit xia lan. abit attitude problem. abit autocratic. abit dao. abit stingy. abit lame. abit cold. abit of everything.
yup.
just abit.
god-so-wat-so-ever
still.
drink d.a.i.s.y m.i.l.k
empty the carton.
'cause i'm filling it up with regrets...
Sunday, July 25, 2004
face it man
heh. what a day. or rather yesterday. as dated 24th july. buddy's birthday. everything turned out fine i suppose. almost flawless. memorable it seems.
yet again, happy birthday.
=)
a day with complete disappointment too. no idea how this feeling come about. almost can put a note to myself, for such a feeling, as the first time. felt really disappointed. hope the birthday boy ain't disappointed.
what did i not do.
what did i do.
either way, it's wrong.
felt like saying "watever" to almost everything. note that i used almost. don't come and screw me. had enough.
perserverence is the key man.
it leads to impossibilities being completed.
no matter how impossible it may seem.
miracles do happen.
tired? let go.
trying hard? give up.
speechless? forget it.
penniless? save it.
yawnz.
drink d.a.i.s.y m.i.l.k
the paradox is.. people can't feel me...
heh. what a day. or rather yesterday. as dated 24th july. buddy's birthday. everything turned out fine i suppose. almost flawless. memorable it seems.
yet again, happy birthday.
=)
a day with complete disappointment too. no idea how this feeling come about. almost can put a note to myself, for such a feeling, as the first time. felt really disappointed. hope the birthday boy ain't disappointed.
what did i not do.
what did i do.
either way, it's wrong.
felt like saying "watever" to almost everything. note that i used almost. don't come and screw me. had enough.
perserverence is the key man.
it leads to impossibilities being completed.
no matter how impossible it may seem.
miracles do happen.
tired? let go.
trying hard? give up.
speechless? forget it.
penniless? save it.
yawnz.
drink d.a.i.s.y m.i.l.k
the paradox is.. people can't feel me...
Thursday, July 22, 2004
never promise what you can't do, fish
guess what? in another week's time. i'll be having my mid-sem exam. it's a wonder how six weeks fly just like that. it's amusing. not amazing. mind you. it's amusing. studies suck. exams don't. i don't know why. they just don't.
guess what? got another assignment due next monday. one member will go missing in action soon. people. please remember him. he is our friend. if you guys don't, who will? don't look at me.
guess what? heard this mother talking to another. each holding on to their daughters. "oh~ she's well a princess at home. behaves like one. talk like one. don't know who's genes she has inherited." shaking her head terribly in disgust, well underneath is a tingle of peacockness.
"oh man~ you should have seen how mine behaved. she looks into the mirror every now and then. she's so vain. even uses my cosmetics. just look at her. if i didn't help her do it properly, she might have messed up the cosmetics. what a waste of expensive stuffs." shaking her head, make up almost faded. well, underneath is a grin of victory.
the daughters? poor girls. innocent as they seem to be. height just above the knee. are playing with each other. well, imagine what a princess might do. right. you pictured that well. go on further. you might just smile to yourself.
haha.
*sigh* what has it become. no idea. maybe when i grow up, i might just understand. just like what Michael Potter did. well, he's one rich asshole that writes business strategies. if i can make it that big, argh. that is if i can. anyway, i'm a chinese. hard. difficult.
with high expectations, with such high hopes, there's gonna be great pressure. work well with pressure they say. manage your stress they say. but what do they know? just how will they feel if they are under the same amount of pressure.
but i guess everyone is under different amount of pressure. so i shall say no further. before i might just pissed some one off. *zip*
t.a.k.e.c.a.r.e
drink m.i.l.k
to start over new, i don't want you back...
guess what? in another week's time. i'll be having my mid-sem exam. it's a wonder how six weeks fly just like that. it's amusing. not amazing. mind you. it's amusing. studies suck. exams don't. i don't know why. they just don't.
guess what? got another assignment due next monday. one member will go missing in action soon. people. please remember him. he is our friend. if you guys don't, who will? don't look at me.
guess what? heard this mother talking to another. each holding on to their daughters. "oh~ she's well a princess at home. behaves like one. talk like one. don't know who's genes she has inherited." shaking her head terribly in disgust, well underneath is a tingle of peacockness.
"oh man~ you should have seen how mine behaved. she looks into the mirror every now and then. she's so vain. even uses my cosmetics. just look at her. if i didn't help her do it properly, she might have messed up the cosmetics. what a waste of expensive stuffs." shaking her head, make up almost faded. well, underneath is a grin of victory.
the daughters? poor girls. innocent as they seem to be. height just above the knee. are playing with each other. well, imagine what a princess might do. right. you pictured that well. go on further. you might just smile to yourself.
haha.
*sigh* what has it become. no idea. maybe when i grow up, i might just understand. just like what Michael Potter did. well, he's one rich asshole that writes business strategies. if i can make it that big, argh. that is if i can. anyway, i'm a chinese. hard. difficult.
with high expectations, with such high hopes, there's gonna be great pressure. work well with pressure they say. manage your stress they say. but what do they know? just how will they feel if they are under the same amount of pressure.
but i guess everyone is under different amount of pressure. so i shall say no further. before i might just pissed some one off. *zip*
t.a.k.e.c.a.r.e
drink m.i.l.k
to start over new, i don't want you back...
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
buried in a mountain of work
no one cares. no one bothers. no one wanna know. this is gonna be a post of hell.
today is a mother fucking day. yea. such a short day right. 9am to 3pm specifically. but who knows a fuck? who knows the fuck what happened the day before. who the fuck knows. well, i've forgotten all about it by now. i'm too tired.
today is a tired day. not as usual. but just plain tired. yea. late for school. not sure if any one noticed. since it is so damn insignificant. no one knew.
who gives a bloody god damn shit about "you reap what you sow" thing. whoever believes in that today is one big asshole. i personally. don't believe in that. if you believe in that, i'm not saying you are one big asshole. or did i?
did i ever post that i hate hypocrites? i guess not. who would post something so against himself. i'm not saying that i am one hypocrite in that someone, anyone, everyone's blog, online diary, whatever fuck. i'm just bad at expressing my ideas, suggestions, feelings the proper way. but i guess, no one will believe me.
if no one cares, why bother. if no one cares about you, would you give a damn about people? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? huh? would you?
don't get me wrong. i don't mean a thing i typed up there. i'm just not feeling good. and since i'm not under any fucked up obligations to be angry, so i just do it here. sorry blog. sorry people. see? i'm no hypocrite. i do say sorry. when i damn mean it. not like some people. ops.
watever.
i'm going to throw out every cent i have. yup. be friend with me. since i need more friends.
what a disappoinment i've proven to be.
totally disgusted.
be nice. be very nice.
i'm sorry that i've hurt you...
no one cares. no one bothers. no one wanna know. this is gonna be a post of hell.
today is a mother fucking day. yea. such a short day right. 9am to 3pm specifically. but who knows a fuck? who knows the fuck what happened the day before. who the fuck knows. well, i've forgotten all about it by now. i'm too tired.
today is a tired day. not as usual. but just plain tired. yea. late for school. not sure if any one noticed. since it is so damn insignificant. no one knew.
who gives a bloody god damn shit about "you reap what you sow" thing. whoever believes in that today is one big asshole. i personally. don't believe in that. if you believe in that, i'm not saying you are one big asshole. or did i?
did i ever post that i hate hypocrites? i guess not. who would post something so against himself. i'm not saying that i am one hypocrite in that someone, anyone, everyone's blog, online diary, whatever fuck. i'm just bad at expressing my ideas, suggestions, feelings the proper way. but i guess, no one will believe me.
if no one cares, why bother. if no one cares about you, would you give a damn about people? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? would you? huh? would you?
don't get me wrong. i don't mean a thing i typed up there. i'm just not feeling good. and since i'm not under any fucked up obligations to be angry, so i just do it here. sorry blog. sorry people. see? i'm no hypocrite. i do say sorry. when i damn mean it. not like some people. ops.
watever.
i'm going to throw out every cent i have. yup. be friend with me. since i need more friends.
what a disappoinment i've proven to be.
totally disgusted.
be nice. be very nice.
i'm sorry that i've hurt you...
Saturday, July 10, 2004
find me a reason to smile
everyone is selfish,
inclusive of those that do community service.
even for those that are left on the shelf,
why? because they are only care about themselves.
people who are troubled,
people who are stressed.
people who are feeling confused,
what for? for nothing.
it's their own feelings,
no one ever know.
things will be different if they show it out,
or just say it out, loud.
everyone thinks differently,
males and females, generally.
females think though things with their brain,
males think though things with instincts.
the above, well suggested by a friend,
who i believe, is truly my friend.
nonsense it may seem to those,
who belong to "everyone" as mentioned above.
tell me what you think,
share your thoughts to me.
is everyone selfish?
or the environment forced them to be.
i admit i'm selfish,
i hid them well at times.
if i can do it so well,
why can't "everyone" do it...
attitude problem brings out the elegance in you, an optimist might say...
everyone is selfish,
inclusive of those that do community service.
even for those that are left on the shelf,
why? because they are only care about themselves.
people who are troubled,
people who are stressed.
people who are feeling confused,
what for? for nothing.
it's their own feelings,
no one ever know.
things will be different if they show it out,
or just say it out, loud.
everyone thinks differently,
males and females, generally.
females think though things with their brain,
males think though things with instincts.
the above, well suggested by a friend,
who i believe, is truly my friend.
nonsense it may seem to those,
who belong to "everyone" as mentioned above.
tell me what you think,
share your thoughts to me.
is everyone selfish?
or the environment forced them to be.
i admit i'm selfish,
i hid them well at times.
if i can do it so well,
why can't "everyone" do it...
attitude problem brings out the elegance in you, an optimist might say...
Friday, July 09, 2004
treat people the way you want to be treated
accept how people treat you, because that's the way you treat people.
it's that point of the day. when i'm tired. all energy gone. very very tired. but i still leave the very last bit for a post. this is when i like best to blog. i don't know why. but i like it. just bathe come out. just sitting infront of the monitor. type what i also don't know. just watched the words appear out. no expressions on the face. almost dead. and the fan just repeating its cycle.
relaxed i feel physically, cocked up mentally.
newspaper can't help me, neither can the free gifts you got for me...
school today..? getting from bad to worse. don't understand a single thing. yes. school starts at eight. in the morning. cold morning. or rather the weather is cold throughout the day. then realised lost money in soccer. then sleepy. then sleep in lecture. then went for game session. "please call out a number to be the judge" i called my own number. i am dumb.
anything else that happens is not of any importance. except soem parts of it. which i am particularly lazy to type about it now. it could go soo long that i promise you. when i finished. the grey scroll bar is soooooo tiny. think around 0.01mm. that's how long i can grumble for my day.
in other words, pessimistically, wasted.
hair is wet.
can't sleep yet.
i can almost say that my tolerance level is unlimited. too high for any adventure-seeking ass holes out there. if they are trying to climb it. it's too high. i can't get it.
anyway, i'm saying and is implying that i am dumb.
it's a pity i don't understand at all.
enough said. that's all. yawnz.
take care.
whatever personality you hate in a person, you possess that personality.
numb is a word. not a feeling, anymore...
loneliness is a feeling, a word no more...
accept how people treat you, because that's the way you treat people.
it's that point of the day. when i'm tired. all energy gone. very very tired. but i still leave the very last bit for a post. this is when i like best to blog. i don't know why. but i like it. just bathe come out. just sitting infront of the monitor. type what i also don't know. just watched the words appear out. no expressions on the face. almost dead. and the fan just repeating its cycle.
relaxed i feel physically, cocked up mentally.
newspaper can't help me, neither can the free gifts you got for me...
school today..? getting from bad to worse. don't understand a single thing. yes. school starts at eight. in the morning. cold morning. or rather the weather is cold throughout the day. then realised lost money in soccer. then sleepy. then sleep in lecture. then went for game session. "please call out a number to be the judge" i called my own number. i am dumb.
anything else that happens is not of any importance. except soem parts of it. which i am particularly lazy to type about it now. it could go soo long that i promise you. when i finished. the grey scroll bar is soooooo tiny. think around 0.01mm. that's how long i can grumble for my day.
in other words, pessimistically, wasted.
hair is wet.
can't sleep yet.
i can almost say that my tolerance level is unlimited. too high for any adventure-seeking ass holes out there. if they are trying to climb it. it's too high. i can't get it.
anyway, i'm saying and is implying that i am dumb.
it's a pity i don't understand at all.
enough said. that's all. yawnz.
take care.
whatever personality you hate in a person, you possess that personality.
numb is a word. not a feeling, anymore...
loneliness is a feeling, a word no more...
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
i need to know
not sure this is the how-many-times i pressed and hold backspace before i actually decided to publish this post. i needed to type something. anything. just couldn't get the right things through.
this is an ad-hoc post. i don't usually type and post at this hour of the day. but as mentioned. ya. written alot. typed alot. but something held me back. it just occurred to me. they are not important. all into the recycle bin. wastepaper basket. dustbin.
school ain't right today. yup. lessons never end early as they should. all ended late. have to rush from here to there. all sorts of things. "rush" and "wrong" goes with the day throughout without fail. maybe apologetic. failed to get a meeting running. sorry ar, group. wasn't free.
hmm. interesting concept.
a hurdle race is about to begin. eight runners. positioned themselves proper. the gun shot goes *bang*. the eight runners ran forward. like darts to the red target.
the first hurdle nearing. seven runners made it. leaping through. but there's one. who failed. too tense? wrong timing? didn't grab the idea?
the other seven made it. obviously, he's last. sportsmanship. never give up. quickly, he picked himself up. thinking he's going to make it. but again. the other seven leaped through. he fell.
he got up quickly. and dashed forward. trying to catch up. but for each and every metallic obstacle he's supposed to leap through. he tripped and fell. and he thought he could made it. throughout the race, the same thing happened. eventually, he lost. no doubt, of course.
"i'm just like any runner in the race. why can't i made it through?" like any losers will ponder. asking themselves, why, why and more why.
the reason? he's dumb... plain stupid...?
it didn't occur to him that he's being trained to run the 100m. not the hurdle. he just thought he could run the hurdle as fast as the 100m. and there he goes.
sorry ar. no link. just needed to type something. so extract something to type. alot of details missing. yup.
try wacking your bloster against the wall.
if it breaks open, i'll get you a new one.
disheartened.
take care.
for every start, there's an end...
not sure this is the how-many-times i pressed and hold backspace before i actually decided to publish this post. i needed to type something. anything. just couldn't get the right things through.
this is an ad-hoc post. i don't usually type and post at this hour of the day. but as mentioned. ya. written alot. typed alot. but something held me back. it just occurred to me. they are not important. all into the recycle bin. wastepaper basket. dustbin.
school ain't right today. yup. lessons never end early as they should. all ended late. have to rush from here to there. all sorts of things. "rush" and "wrong" goes with the day throughout without fail. maybe apologetic. failed to get a meeting running. sorry ar, group. wasn't free.
hmm. interesting concept.
a hurdle race is about to begin. eight runners. positioned themselves proper. the gun shot goes *bang*. the eight runners ran forward. like darts to the red target.
the first hurdle nearing. seven runners made it. leaping through. but there's one. who failed. too tense? wrong timing? didn't grab the idea?
the other seven made it. obviously, he's last. sportsmanship. never give up. quickly, he picked himself up. thinking he's going to make it. but again. the other seven leaped through. he fell.
he got up quickly. and dashed forward. trying to catch up. but for each and every metallic obstacle he's supposed to leap through. he tripped and fell. and he thought he could made it. throughout the race, the same thing happened. eventually, he lost. no doubt, of course.
"i'm just like any runner in the race. why can't i made it through?" like any losers will ponder. asking themselves, why, why and more why.
the reason? he's dumb... plain stupid...?
it didn't occur to him that he's being trained to run the 100m. not the hurdle. he just thought he could run the hurdle as fast as the 100m. and there he goes.
sorry ar. no link. just needed to type something. so extract something to type. alot of details missing. yup.
try wacking your bloster against the wall.
if it breaks open, i'll get you a new one.
disheartened.
take care.
for every start, there's an end...
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