Don't Fool
Monday, August 21, 2006
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints, but I can help the fact, that everybody can see these scars
What I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe this is real
I am a little bit insecure, a little unconfident
'Cause you don't understand, I do what I can, but sometimes I don't make sense
I say what you never wanna say, but I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, for once just to hear me out
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you want what I've got
I can't feel the way I did before
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Handful of complaints, but I can help the fact, that everybody can see these scars
What I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe this is real
I am a little bit insecure, a little unconfident
'Cause you don't understand, I do what I can, but sometimes I don't make sense
I say what you never wanna say, but I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, for once just to hear me out
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you want what I've got
I can't feel the way I did before
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Friday, August 18, 2006
Alright. Saw this video on youtube and decided to have it on my blog.
Ladies and gentlemen, presenting to you the most absurb, ahem, perhaps, amusing if I may add, breakdance video.
This is just absurd and totally amusing.
Ladies and gentlemen, presenting to you the most absurb, ahem, perhaps, amusing if I may add, breakdance video.
This is just absurd and totally amusing.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Testing testing!
Weee! 1st post since Twenty 'o Four. It's been 2 lengthy and exhilarating yrs of ups and downs. Right, I wonder who still visits this place.
The big question in my quivering heart is still - the misty future. If you ask me if anything's changed? Yes many things are. Am I still the same? I guess so. Haven't been working hard since the beginning of JC. Any regrets? Yes, absolutely. However if given a chance to go back in time, I guess I'll probably end up doing the same stuffs over again. It's 6 weeks to the much dreaded promotional exams and truthfully, from the bottom of my heart, I know I'm still not working. Yea I started paying attention during lectures, started doing homework, but you can't do shit with 6 weeks. Let's just say you wanna do one subject in one week. Sounds brilliant! But my man? Lessons are still going on every week. It feels lyk shit to trying to figure out wat new chapters are talking about and concurrently trying to revise. It's awful, 1000% awful.
Studies aside. The most heartbreaking, heartrending, distressing, depressing, cheerless & miserable thing that happened this year, and perhaps the whole of my entire life, is - the departure of my baby. It felt lyk u lost a relative, someone dear. Yea I know she's alive, and still kicking hard, but it juz felt as appalling as losing someone dear. Reeeaaaalllllyyyyy dear. M I ok? Yea I am most of the time. I cried lyk a baby for weeks aft she left. Totally beaten by the emptiness and loneliness. Recalling the days we spent together, I sometimes feel regret of my actions. Rmb Koon? I still rmb wat he said to me when tt nasty incident happened to him. And I'll lyk to tell this to someone else, but... Will it make any difference to tt person's life? I doubt so. Sometimes we juz keep somethings to ourselves.
A7X - Seize the day:
Seize the day, or die regretting the time you lost.
It cold and empty without you here, too many people to ache over.
I'm overwhelmed with emotions. And it's impossible to put them down in words. May fate do wonders for the two of us, again? I wish, truthfully, honestly, without a doubt.
Socia life? Hmmm, m still close to my foreigner friends, the Indonesians. Drifted away from some of them, hmmm, actually juz 2 of them. Rmb my cactus and rose story? Yea, tt's the 2 of em. Met new frens, and, m doing good, as usual. It's interesting to contemplate about the complex relationship between people. Why do they quarrel? Why are they best-friends? Why they stopped talking? I cant help thinking why I lost tos 2 frens. And I cant care. I've made myself clear, and they din dig it. So, I don fucking care. Leave tt esoteric issue for the pychology wonks. Yea, screw them. After baby's departure, I spent more time with frens (duh). Socializing, mingling, and blending. It's lyk a cocktail, u cant mix it too much or it'll taste lyk shit, it might even burn lyk a Molotov cocktail ( ok this is lame, sry). I rmb our most loved gay chinese teacher said you have to adopt a Zhong Yong Zhi Dao in everything you do. Tt's true. So.. I cant blend too much. Gotta leave some personal space for myself, to reflect and plan about how I shall proceed. Exactly why I'm blogging now. It's better to write down your tots than to think bout it.
There's nothing either good or bad, but thinks made it so - Shakespeare
Wat nxt? Oh yea, of course it's dance. Oh let's do it, let's dance, dance across the floor. This yr I joined MAD (music and dance society, wat a fucked up name) Joined bboyin' of course (ain't no breakdance nigga, it's BBOYIN' ). I did good, most of the time. During training sessions, during performances, during Dance Night, during Tapestry, during National day, and with anticipation, hopefully during the upcoming Teacher's day too. What happened to Not Yet? Sighed.. Sad tt I'm out of the music scene. I turned down all the jamming sessions and said tt I need to take a break. Tt was b4 baby's departure, I wanted to spend more time with her. Yea, but alas! This break is kinda long? Perhaps forever? I dno, I'm gonna get my drum set when I get to USA. This I promise myself. Bboyin' is cool, it's a good form of exercise too. I've gained much from doing it. Knew more frens and learnt valuable lessons about life, and of course, passed thru the magical moments on the stage. I definitely enjoy tt limelight.
Wat make the show beautiful is the hours of training I went thru painstakingly, is the laughter with frens, is having my baby watching at me, and the jumpy keenness before I step out to do my set. Every time I'll hold my breath, literally. And prior to tt I'll feel lyk puking. But it's cool. Way cool.
Having a light fever right now. Bad headache. Eyes are red and my movements slow. But it feels good to blog. I love this entry. To end off, let me wish everyone a happy mugging month. I'm gonna go on coffee mode. Yea, and surely I'm not gonna fall sick again. Oh fuck, how many times do I have promise myself tt - there's no 2nd time to such results. How many? Maybe how much cos it's uncountable. I wish tis is the last time.
The End.
p.s. I spent eons lookin for stupid black bg pic for the blog cos my y02chs168 is gone. sch is fucking stupid. Summer’s over peep, gotta run. see ya.
Weee! 1st post since Twenty 'o Four. It's been 2 lengthy and exhilarating yrs of ups and downs. Right, I wonder who still visits this place.
The big question in my quivering heart is still - the misty future. If you ask me if anything's changed? Yes many things are. Am I still the same? I guess so. Haven't been working hard since the beginning of JC. Any regrets? Yes, absolutely. However if given a chance to go back in time, I guess I'll probably end up doing the same stuffs over again. It's 6 weeks to the much dreaded promotional exams and truthfully, from the bottom of my heart, I know I'm still not working. Yea I started paying attention during lectures, started doing homework, but you can't do shit with 6 weeks. Let's just say you wanna do one subject in one week. Sounds brilliant! But my man? Lessons are still going on every week. It feels lyk shit to trying to figure out wat new chapters are talking about and concurrently trying to revise. It's awful, 1000% awful.
Studies aside. The most heartbreaking, heartrending, distressing, depressing, cheerless & miserable thing that happened this year, and perhaps the whole of my entire life, is - the departure of my baby. It felt lyk u lost a relative, someone dear. Yea I know she's alive, and still kicking hard, but it juz felt as appalling as losing someone dear. Reeeaaaalllllyyyyy dear. M I ok? Yea I am most of the time. I cried lyk a baby for weeks aft she left. Totally beaten by the emptiness and loneliness. Recalling the days we spent together, I sometimes feel regret of my actions. Rmb Koon? I still rmb wat he said to me when tt nasty incident happened to him. And I'll lyk to tell this to someone else, but... Will it make any difference to tt person's life? I doubt so. Sometimes we juz keep somethings to ourselves.
A7X - Seize the day:
Seize the day, or die regretting the time you lost.
It cold and empty without you here, too many people to ache over.
I'm overwhelmed with emotions. And it's impossible to put them down in words. May fate do wonders for the two of us, again? I wish, truthfully, honestly, without a doubt.
Socia life? Hmmm, m still close to my foreigner friends, the Indonesians. Drifted away from some of them, hmmm, actually juz 2 of them. Rmb my cactus and rose story? Yea, tt's the 2 of em. Met new frens, and, m doing good, as usual. It's interesting to contemplate about the complex relationship between people. Why do they quarrel? Why are they best-friends? Why they stopped talking? I cant help thinking why I lost tos 2 frens. And I cant care. I've made myself clear, and they din dig it. So, I don fucking care. Leave tt esoteric issue for the pychology wonks. Yea, screw them. After baby's departure, I spent more time with frens (duh). Socializing, mingling, and blending. It's lyk a cocktail, u cant mix it too much or it'll taste lyk shit, it might even burn lyk a Molotov cocktail ( ok this is lame, sry). I rmb our most loved gay chinese teacher said you have to adopt a Zhong Yong Zhi Dao in everything you do. Tt's true. So.. I cant blend too much. Gotta leave some personal space for myself, to reflect and plan about how I shall proceed. Exactly why I'm blogging now. It's better to write down your tots than to think bout it.
There's nothing either good or bad, but thinks made it so - Shakespeare
Wat nxt? Oh yea, of course it's dance. Oh let's do it, let's dance, dance across the floor. This yr I joined MAD (music and dance society, wat a fucked up name) Joined bboyin' of course (ain't no breakdance nigga, it's BBOYIN' ). I did good, most of the time. During training sessions, during performances, during Dance Night, during Tapestry, during National day, and with anticipation, hopefully during the upcoming Teacher's day too. What happened to Not Yet? Sighed.. Sad tt I'm out of the music scene. I turned down all the jamming sessions and said tt I need to take a break. Tt was b4 baby's departure, I wanted to spend more time with her. Yea, but alas! This break is kinda long? Perhaps forever? I dno, I'm gonna get my drum set when I get to USA. This I promise myself. Bboyin' is cool, it's a good form of exercise too. I've gained much from doing it. Knew more frens and learnt valuable lessons about life, and of course, passed thru the magical moments on the stage. I definitely enjoy tt limelight.
Wat make the show beautiful is the hours of training I went thru painstakingly, is the laughter with frens, is having my baby watching at me, and the jumpy keenness before I step out to do my set. Every time I'll hold my breath, literally. And prior to tt I'll feel lyk puking. But it's cool. Way cool.
Having a light fever right now. Bad headache. Eyes are red and my movements slow. But it feels good to blog. I love this entry. To end off, let me wish everyone a happy mugging month. I'm gonna go on coffee mode. Yea, and surely I'm not gonna fall sick again. Oh fuck, how many times do I have promise myself tt - there's no 2nd time to such results. How many? Maybe how much cos it's uncountable. I wish tis is the last time.
The End.
p.s. I spent eons lookin for stupid black bg pic for the blog cos my y02chs168 is gone. sch is fucking stupid. Summer’s over peep, gotta run. see ya.