beautiful, isnt it
Monday, June 30, 2008
real fact #56

"your feet contain 1/4 of the bones in your body!"


real fact #57

"your body contains 4 bones :-)"



volodos is mischievous, and today is the first day of proper school, went by really fast though by the end i was half alive cos i am still sick.. :/ oh well haha, today on my way as i walk out of school to j8 with jonho and melvin, it started raining, and as it got heavy melvin and ho took out their umbrellas and put them to good use haha. instead of realising i dont have an umbrella, i realised that i barely got wet as i ended up sheltered by trees (and dunno what as i crossed two roads without shelter). and once we reached j8 the sound of rain was hard as hail. (:


life is beautiful.
at 9:46 PM
Sunday, June 29, 2008
at 9:45 PM
my father buys coconuts for us, and it is one of the many best things in the world haha :D

"if there's anything i've learn from tom clancy, its that if you dont write it down, it has never happened before." - chong pao er
at 7:02 PM
Friday, June 27, 2008
1. Preludio saudade


today is the last day, bio, or as people say, to 'liberation', which i do not believe in, because work never ends, its just better parts and worse parts, better and worse depending on many small things, beautiful and ugly and all hahaha. um i think i'm blogging this for the sake of just saying that yea my exams are over, at points feeling a bit sian, prob cos i'm falling sick and am really tired and exhausted so screw it zz. want to and need to get rest today la haha so yea. but its not so bad, nth as bad as the impression given by these words with fullstops! hahaha i'm actually very happy! bittersweet happy..! lost and missing person. anyway i hope to nap or smth soon D: and to be at ease when i'm playing!


2. Andante religioso


[will]"Endgame" says: (3:34:37 PM)
what do u Want
hiokhong! i just wanted to hold you in my arms; says: (3:38:02 PM)
nth


3. Allegro solemne


"let's meet in the skies"
at 3:42 PM
Thursday, June 26, 2008


"There are two children, Benedito and Zeca, who seem to follow Orpheus around throughout the plot (especially Benedito) who believes that it is Orpheus's guitar that causes the sun to rise in the morning. After Orpheus dies, Zeca is compelled by Benedito to pick up the guitar and play so that the sun may rise again. Zeca is able to play the guitar and the sun does rise. A little girl comes by, gives Zeca a single flower and the film ends with the three of them dancing."
at 12:13 AM
Monday, June 23, 2008
helping will


at 6:30 PM
Friday, June 20, 2008
I see trees of green........ red roses too
I see em bloom..... for me and for you
And I think to myself.... what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue..... clouds of white
Bright blessed days....dark sacred nights
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are also on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do
Theyre really sayin......i love you.

I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow
Theyll learn much more.....than Ill never know
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world

(instrumental break)

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are there on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do
Theyre really sayin...*spoken*(I ....love....you).

I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow
*spoken*(you know their gonna learn
A whole lot more than Ill never know)
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself .......what a wonderful world.
at 11:37 PM
Thursday, June 19, 2008
taken hold of my mind but you dont exist
at 1:44 PM
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
i like the way things are now, and i really dont want it to change. sure, there's unhappiness here and stress there, but things are nice, amicable, laidback, innocent, everyone seems happy in a way or another, and there is casual talk which amounts to nothing but "interest". there is stability of a state too normal to seem to last.

somehow, my image of the future is perpetually filtered through galadriel's bowl of water, and most images just seem black and orange like sauron's eye, and everyth is bad, it is desolate as relations are strained by growth and time, and innocence, of course, is no longer there.

i dont think it'd be so bad, in fact i dont think it'd be like that at all. but i seem to cant help but see this. perhaps its my longing for this state to stay like that, forever. however, thermodynamic laws state that processes with ∆S > 0 are probable events. i understand the meaning behind the 1st and 3rd thermodynamic laws, but not yet the 2nd i think, it'll come with time.

anw read kev's and yea wat he says is kinda related and kinda right too. and wat we talked abt ytd, being at the alhambra, in granada, sevilla, etc, will be a humbling but definitely breathtaking experience, i hope we can go.

ok i'm like 30 mins overtime wth, ok 31 mins, but talking w kev is ever so enlightening, i realised i hath 'legacy' confirmed, but i still wonder if its a good opp cost for the impression of normalness and properness i lost. must seek equilibrium.

anw i dont think the images i see are probable. so i'll make sure i dont see them cos its dumb. must be at ease.
at 3:01 PM
Saturday, June 14, 2008
inhibition. when will i become a pure perfect crystal at 0 K?
at 8:34 PM
Friday, June 13, 2008
one of the nicest and more meaningful poetry lying around, lanimilbus, you'd nv've known

一时失志不免怨叹
一时落魄不免胆寒
那通失去希望
每日醉茫茫
无魂有体亲像稻草人
人生可比是海上的波浪
有时起有时落好运歹运
总吗要照起工来行
三分天注定七分靠打拼
要拼才会赢
一时失志不免怨叹
一时落魄不免胆寒
那通失去希望
每日醉茫茫
无魂有体亲像稻草人
人生可比是海上的波浪
有时起有时落好运歹运
总吗要照起工来行
三分天注定七分靠打拼
要拼才会赢
人生可比是海上的波浪
有时起有时落好运歹运
总吗要照起工来行
三分天注定七分靠打拼
要拼才会赢



this is another nice song, some excerpts

far away
this ship is taking me far away
far away from the memories
of the people who care if I live or die

starlight
i will be chasing the starlight
until the end of my life
i don't know if it's worth it anymore

hold you in my arms
i just wanted to hold
you in my arms

our hopes and expectations
black holes and revelations



night after night i toss and turn in my bed, deeply troubled, i cant help it, and it goes through my mind again and again and again, the agony of something so slowly unfolding, and i want to do something about it.

but night after night it seems just not enough.
at 9:44 PM
Monday, June 09, 2008
i think we are afraid of loss because of the existent fear that everything beautiful we once stood for will be crushed and destroyed. "apocalyptic" is accurate, happy meals at a McDonald's with a fountain disappears.

ie. you are 20.9 and you wonder who's gonna feed you when you turn 21. work harder,
at 10:30 PM