Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Chantel

Went dinner with the welfare folks at New York New York
Greeted with that megawatt smile from you
An impression that struck my heart
No one needs a mic, to hear the beat
It was like it skipped

I left and back
You were still there
With that familiar smile
Words exchanged

You are enchanting enough.
Walking towards us with that melting smile
I am too shy to say.

But maybe you knew what we were doing
Or maybe what I was talking about
And perhaps you were shy too
You slowly stayed away.
And when was time to say goodbye,
you just stared and looked away.
To me except everyone
I was sunken.
Totally drowned

I could have waited for you to leave
But I had little faith
Never will I let a chance slip
But today I failed again
Maybe I would not remember you
Or you will not remember me
It will be like a lunar eclipse
If our paths ever cross

And because of you
I will lay my pens once again

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Bitching is my favourite hobby

I am seriously confused. seriously choked, seriously bluffed. People whom I thought are really close to me are getting weirder, note:is not weird but with an ER. Isn't it weird not to dislike someone? Is really suffocating and depressing suppressing your dislikeness for these people. You just cannot unbottle the hatred, and I don't know why. Maybe my threshold is big enough, maybe the person's too dumb to even notice, maybe i still feel my heart without wearing thermal gloves. Why can't we just hate these people somedays? Why must they exist? And perhaps, their mere existence is just a bane to your own life. My life, for a while, was really free and I was happy til I re-enter the F**King picture. Why do I care? Now, I feel that I am a absolute retard for being concern for the mess, damn it.

I do not know what incurred this wrath in me.
I just wish we can just bitch about people without considering 'how the person feels', you think the person cares? goodness.. with no guilt and maybe even pleasure.
You guys are weak and feeble at this, wearing the 'I am nice/good' tag'.
I rather be mean then be fake.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Back for good

Laptop was down, got it fixed. Explains my mere disappearance Some things had changed during this hiatus Still fitting in More and More trials are coming
Need to be equipped. where the faith lies. Clapton was good
Muse was tremendous, ALBUM LEAF awaits
I think I am still waiting patiently for......
Possible side effects, A.Burroughs
Exams coming up.

*Above is a brief summary of what went on and what's going on during the 'blogging break',
will carry on soon. ride on!

Friday, January 12, 2007

Hail all Kazahis

Finally caught Borat on Monday. It was totally orgasmic. Totally Hilarious(borrowed from mel). Totally Rock. Extremely totally. During the show, I had absolut laughter, really good to laugh it out loud(esp when everyone does it with you, same way I watched Tenancious D, wait till Jackass 2 shows, I will need Valium). Didn't think deeper during the movie but some parts I really liked. Warning: Spoiler The idea of' running from a Jew' was really nice, how he poked fun at the bull people from Espanol and also the past stereotype of a Jew, was damn funny. Then he said, during the national anthem, "we support your war of terror", is a wicked way of telling bushy his antidote of "justified terrorism" is not very much supported. It is Cohen's method of humour, stroke of genius and a huge sacrifice that addresses issues close to some of our hearts but doing it in a light-hearted way, no one is offended. Brilliant.

The End

There is no reason
For anything else now
The last stick's burnt

There is no hope
For anything else now
The top is shed

There is no point
For anything else now
When is*a*you*he*she gone

Washed away, flushed away, washed washed away
the sins, the desire, the love

Little sparks still try to spark
but a flare is distant
though I am beside myself
stop is temporary
a ME becoming me
truth snuggling out from a cocoon of desire

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Gory

Really love this picture. Thanks for the makeup Timmo!

New Year!

A new year that comes, sweeping away the old year ferociously. Night Jaunt finally ended on the 30th, a certain feel of relief, but also means going into the new year with lesser burdens, much lesser ones.(except exams). Had to work on eve though, but was kinda quiet and short, spending time doing weffriddles. Went to church for 'rembrance' service then head off to Jethro house to chill. Talking about that, I am really sorry that WE broke your bed. Slept for another few hours the moment I reached home then had a New Year BBQ downstairs, eating the usual stuff. Wait till I organise my own BBQ, I will cook stuff I love. Quite an eventful New Year it was, but I still feel something's missing. Perhaps time will tell. In the meantime, hang onto Skid Row.
Name:
Location: Singapore

Powered by Blogger


MusicPlaylist
Music Playlist at MixPod.com