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Thursday, December 16, 2004
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why do people have to lie regarding the simplest of all things!
bump into a few people. sometimes its my choice to keep quiet. buh humgug
i dont see the need to lie. especially when both u and i know what a freaking obsurd lie it was. matt DAVIES would have known
but then again why should i bother. i jus like to snap. hah. oh well.
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Posted by huh?
at 06:20 a.m.
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Wednesday, December 1, 2004
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manchester is the reason (not a footbal joke)
i cant believe what's happening now. you disgust me. you and him.
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Wednesday, November 24, 2004
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crap. darn. well, my video (yes the one that i wasted all those precious travelling time back and forth from hougang to cck) was well accepted by the majority, even with all the hidden messages ive entailed to it. gosh. but im pissed as they didnt live up to their end of the deal of paying me $200 for it. fucked up. such is the political drive powerful people in my "company"(they refused to be labelled as a 'hospital') have achieved. and by the way, my case aint over yet. i can foresee them digging up more shit with regards to my "professional behaviour". well, retribution with a cynical laughter is due for the moment. anyway, pictures are up from my "company's" yearly dinner and shat. retro bitches. i had an afro but didnt took pictures with my digicam. but fret not slut fans, i have pictures taken by professional slut-o-photo, which i will scan and put up once i get my slut-o-ass moving. it was a cheap dnd. food was dirt. beer was expensive... but cam sideshow bob who provided beers enough to make a platoon of ns fools drunk. plus the traditional "liqiour under the malay table" which we have been practicing all these while. haha. by the way, saw some memories with their pain tagging on. oh well. enjoy peeps
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Monday, November 15, 2004
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back. from a long hiatus. almost a month. anyway, RIP to the following
John Peel
Old Dirty Bastard
i need a new release. a new gimmick.
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Posted by back
at 12:53 p.m.
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Saturday, October 2, 2004
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too many things happening that does not have any meaning at all but its taking up too much of my time that im forgetting the fact that im alive. thats what makes me so dead. ive lost the thrill of living for the time being. i need a goddamn holiday or i'll end up killing myself.
"shame, joan, shame" will be recording end of october. hopefully things turn out ok. i'm still hoping that dear arson will get another dose of rejuvination. cos we're dying.
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Wednesday, September 8, 2004
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please stop bothering me with your silly messages. i laid it out clear that i dont want to hear from you anymore. try to absorb that in that thick skull of yours. because im not one of your play things ok. just do all your strange things with other guys.
i miss the bitch.
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Posted by huh?
at 06:33 a.m.
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Saturday, September 4, 2004
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howdee. its been 2 weeks i guess since i last updated. firstly, happy belated bday to bio sis! we had an awesome time celebrating her birthday with a bbq/picnic at sentosa. pics are up at the gallery bar. be warned tho, there were some gay nudist on the loose that has attracted my camera's attention. i'd really love to do it again. the bbq part i mean.
oh. and then there's our friday night-out @ Paulener Brauhaus (did i got that correctly??). the band was pretty...uh.. entertaining.they are a three piece pub sorta band, with mister "save miiiieee" on the guitar, and the getai auntie and my (ehem) girlfriend on the mikes. haha. insider joke. yesterday was another one of those nights of singing along to cheesy songs and s club 7. haha. but time with friends are always appreciated. sis and i nowadays bonding liao. haha. sheesh.
and then there was jamming. with the mystery band. we have 3 songs, namely "jagermeister", "i heard u singing an s-club-7 song on the night i got super-wasted" (HEH) and "hey there! wanna dance?". will be jamming soon this coming week, along with xdearxarsonx.. and hopefully the other rock band as well.
i did well. but it was not good enough. i'll try again.
and yes, somebody knows my phobia.
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Monday, August 23, 2004
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what's black and big and freaking sensitive?
heh
howdee. reporting live from work. pretty bored. been doing my excel work. sigh. bored bored bored.
been listening to take that at work. hah. i know.
you still disgust me
hmmm. opps., i just farted below.
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Posted by bored
at 03:36 a.m.
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Monday, August 23, 2004
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hmm. i guess we've had enough. and i thought you diy kids have learned to grow up and realise tat, DIY doesnt have to be ugly. and that you people (especially shaiful xerox and SOME peeps from lcd) do not own the rights for the term DIY. but you all act as if you invented it. aimless points you provided and aimless idiots you bunch are. veterans? oh please. for the majority of you, where were you in 97? doesnt matter. elitist, we all are? i dont think so. your people are the ones acting that way. so get a job, get a fucking life. just do you own shit. and we will do ours. im not speaking on behalf of rsc, cos seriously, i myself cant give a shit. but im sick and tired of your irrelevant accusations. your diy cos of the way u do shows and the way you comb your hair and the style that you wear and the prices of your shows and the bands thats u put up and the way you organise your shows and the bands that u listen to. im diy to. if thats how u define diy bitch.
for anybody who got offended do not hesitate to call my hp at 90011774 and we'll have a chat, diy-style or whatever.
otherwise, dont talk abt diy as if u own it.
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Posted by diy?
at 01:12 a.m.
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Saturday, August 21, 2004
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listening to: postal service "against all odds"
howdy. have been pretty busy as of late. since i moved out and currently staying on my own, i rarely have the chance to update this pathetic journal. either its im too busy at work, or im just procastinating too much with regards to updating. oh well. but much things have happened as well.
hmmm. there's my IELTS exams (which i think i screwed up royally in the writing department, tho listening, comprehension and speaking portion was a blast!). Im not pretty confident abt my performance. but we will see in a week's time..
then there's GrrlFest 2004. Had an awesome time there. caught up with old friends, itd helpdesk.. (hah). was mesmerised by bands such as never to late, mantra (awesome bassist!), harakiri, lunarin and (was defunct now defunct) obstacle upsurge. glitch still has her same growling voice. took pretty pics and videos of harakiri and OU. as expected the show was a fashion parade. hah. (sic).
been trying to struggle with work and the fact that im all alone now. mom is in redmond seattle having dinner functions with bill gates (hah). by the way my mom sold out and is now working for microsoft.
and now, some special announcements and shout outs:
stop hurting people please. you know you have the ace of spades. if its not worth it, don't even put in effort. thank you.
you disgust me sometimes. sheesh
nothing is as normal as it looks. ive written one last letter to carry with me until i reach where i want to be.
do you think your pretty?
what's up doc.
oh well. chekc out harakiri @ grrl fest pics on my gallery. sayonara for now.
am i asking to much, to keep you in arms length?
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Tuesday, August 10, 2004
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listening to: "miss machine" - DEP.
its weird how certain significant events leave you wallowing in self-realisation of what could have been. its not obligatory to produce fake smiles. why be superficially relevant. i dont know.
dyfectra militia JB takeover pictures on the gallery. check em out. yo love. yo puta.
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Monday, August 9, 2004
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blergh. dammit. night shift sucks. doing my bar charts now for our statistic board. hopefully i wont be wasting my brain cells doing such thing next year. blergh. im so disgusted now.
dear arson jammed last saturday. we kinda overcome our "writing songs" block. hah. seriously, we were like stuck the past few jammings trying to come up with a song. and we finally produced one slutty one. heh. anyway, if anybody were interested to know, well.. dear arson is a "slutcore" band. yep, u heard it here first. slutcore. haha. so nice...
life has been brutal. blergh. wats new. oh. definitely not you. cos you still haven't changed one bit. if there was a rehab program to cure anyone of being addicted to you, i would have made that institution my home. i repeat, home. not house.
saturday is a big day. im sitting for my (super expensive) IELTS paper. 3 freaking hours. i realised something, listening and comprehension is easier compared to the writing segment. im not worried with the speaking part of it cos i know i can bullshit my way thru (like how i've always had). but its the writing section that im a bit worried abit. yes, blogging kills your brain cells. look at what happened to me. haha.
listening to DEP's "miss machine" now. another good way to deplete your brain cells.
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Wednesday, August 4, 2004
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life is going well as it should be. will be sitting for my ielts on the 14th and 16th is the oral date. i've been enjoying my new humble abode so far. nice bed. nice room. would be nice with company cos it gets cold at night.. but i'll survive. i need to. in order to wipe away the pain that has been embedded all these while.
your bday is in 30 minutes time. i wish u happiness. which i think u have now. and no, i didnt forgot abt it. in fact, your gift is still with me. its whether you want it or not. spider spider. happy 25th.
now at cck. going off to meet shafa the man soon.
i pray to god that im not living a lie now.
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Saturday, July 31, 2004
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its been awhile since i had quality time with a computer. hence i decided to update. hah.
Wednesdaynothing much, was trying to setlle in my new places. met my fella compass kid fion. hehe.
Thursdaymet mom for dinner at novena. she's glad im still alive. hee. did some last minute shopping for groceries. mom was so lovely, she bought me a cheese cake. hah,
FridayDRUM AND BASS at Rouge. the place was wicked. i loved the decor. went with sham, bio sis, cher and fion. cher was busy doing her weird ass dance moves, and everybody else seem to able to accept the fact everyone was extremely cheesy. haha. the toilet was weird. menu for the night were heineken, guiness, champagne, and some mixture of watever that shidah was passing around. haha. the sets were awesome.
and as for today, im at work, and the day is just abt to begin. tomorrow, heading off to JB with the dyfectra boys to watch em play for the first time overseas. (HAH). anyway, all's good on the other side.
the bitches bday is coming.
i promised you i'll be there. heh.
cheryl mc feryl is leaving tomorrow. anyway, i guess we had more fun this time round compared to last xmas. im gonna miss tat puta for sure.
you puta, i love you!
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Tuesday, July 27, 2004
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im moving to my new abode now. will be quite some time before i update. or maybe i'll jus update at work. hah. anyway, friday drum n bass at centro. i'll be there. see you all there!!
goodbye suburbia
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Tuesday, July 27, 2004
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well. ive uploaded the pics from baybeats and our pizza reunion (go to the gallery at the side of this crappy site). enjoy! wink!
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Monday, July 26, 2004
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hmmm. i'll comment abt baybeats next time when im in the mood to do so. basically, well. oh well.
went out with the woman during the weekends. so here's wat transpired during friday and saturday
friday
met the woman at HMV. had ice cream by the road side. lotsa ball grabbing and burping. hah. went to watch a midnight movie, "WHORE", at beach rd wit huggy bear, anne and amran. had prata at bugis for supper (pretty much lame ol shit).
saturday
the whole day i was humming to the cure. dont ask. met the woman at commonwealth (not suprised that she came late). procedeed on to Holland Village to meet fion and ronny. had our pizza reunion (which took like a whole year of planning hah!). i swear to god the squid on top of the pizza was stil lalive (i kept poking it with my knife. sheesh). cheryl and me were pretty in pink. and to fion, i've said it countless of times, im not GAY. i jus happen to love the colors pink & purple and girlie bags. thats all. hah hah hah. ronny was sight for sore eyes. its been so long since i last had a decent conversation with him. hhmm. we kinda like went abt holland v for awhile b4 heading on to the dodgy kopitiam nearby. had stout (oh yes, i've been into guiness stouts lately), but i still miss the taste of san miguel's cerveza de negra. we then went to wala wala's to check out the place (might be there on tues. heh. wink!), and we parted ways with fion and roni to head on to zouk. drum n bass was good. hip hop was awesome. sham was huggy the bear and roger was the bunny. awesome time there, and the vibe jus made my day. had 4 more bottles of guiness and 2 jugs of cranberry vodka. the woman was pretty much drunk, but being the good liar that she is, everyone thinks she's not drunk! (well she was more drunk than me cos she "lost" her bag. hahaha). met up with bok, yanling, steve, caiyun (heh). the rsc boys were there as well. fun. bump into a few secondary school friends. supper at newton was great but dodgy.
im moving to hougang on the 27th. but i'll be transferring some of my stuff later after work.
by the way, me got a get up kids tee from the woman. thanks.
so i save the best seats for you, at all tomorrow's parties.
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Thursday, July 22, 2004
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jus added new pics. of me and a certain person when things was going well, when she was still being herself. when i was at my best behaviour, when we both were .. oh fuck. just enjoy the pics.
the reason
is you
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Wednesday, July 21, 2004
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cheryl is back. and we are gonna paint the town red. or black. or bitchy. or watever. haha
im still pissed that im the last u called. haha. watever
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Tuesday, July 20, 2004
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i will talk abt the weekened more when im sober. and when im not pissed off.
you are so superficial you dumb fuck.
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Posted by snort
at 03:48 p.m.
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Thursday, July 15, 2004
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i wished i took the bus instead of the train jus now to go back home.
your happy. im glad. keep it up. dont even bother to look or whisper into the wind how happy u are. cos its pouring out of your very existence.
good night. jus a few more months.
its 12:17 am and i cant sleep
guess why. sigh. anyway im moving to hougang to live with my colleagues. hopefully till like jan or feb. till i fly off.
for once in my life im gonna stop being selfish to myself, and actually do what i've always wanted to do.
and that is to run away from everything.
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Thursday, July 15, 2004
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everything is happening so quickly. im getting some sorta phobia of leaving but its something i know i have to do. because i've had enough of what this place means, and what it gave me. i'm gonna miss a limited number of people. for these are the people who have stuck by me thru thick and thin. not just some passerby. but the funny thing is that these passerby's are the ones who happen to have taken most of my pieces. and in big juicy chunks. sigh. if only i knew what tomorrow can bring, that would some sort of be a closure for my walks and talks.
see you all at baybeats. i don't bite, so come by and say hi. maybe for the last time.
my dear friend, i really wished that person knows what she's losing. or all else is lost. thnank you for the warm and kind advice.
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Posted by rush
at 08:45 p.m.
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Wednesday, July 14, 2004
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hello. been quite awhile. here's what happened lately if you wanna know
weekend
went up to kl with RTF (cowan, papul, sham, amran and tat crazy beer guzzling swedish dude chris), razi, azli, sis, aidah, peishan and dinslice. pics at the side bar. i suffered tremendously while going up to kl.. imagine, i had to hold my bowels for like 3hours till we reached the hotel. "mind over shit". yeah, watever. we got lost while finding downtown service appartment (thats's where we stayed at). hah. i was in pretty pink for the rtf show. they played at Paul's place, somewhere in uptown. quite cosy and plus points wld be tat the bar was serving whisky and coke for like 5ringit. hah. RTF played 2-3 new songs i think, plus "all tomorrows parties", "she's dead", "all i do is leaving" and "rejected" (the wedding march song on 3lettersessions B). was a good show, tho everybody with us could see how nervous the guys were on stage. i mean, its been like 2 years since rtf played with the full line up. post show, we had dinner. kebabophobia. hah. nice one cowan. we had burgers and stuff. lots of burgers. i mean, ALOT. hah. went to the flea market. so much stuff, so little time!! got myself a pink tee for 5RM. awesome. went to 7-11 where we raided the alcohols.. well, basically we took lots of stout. royal and guiness. went back to the appartment, by the way, kl taxi drivers are awesome!! the cabby we took was manuevering thru the jam.. you know how kl traffics jam can be. he went into the valet area of one of the hotels just to over take 4-6 cars! ok back to downtown appartment.. i think everybody who drank got pissed. really pissed. i dun even remember gettin on to the couch. but i had a gd sleep. heh. amran was smart in the morning (with his corduroy pants and sweater, indie rock points plus plus!), even he couldn't remember how he got into the bed. went to lot 10 for lunch. got myself purple boxers. haha. wats up with my choice of colors nowadays. (if u were still here you wld keep insisting im gay, just like you always do. oh well. im not). got myself the big day out 2003 vcd as well. finally got on the bus back. bump and grind... it was the "hip hop" bus as how cowan referred to it. had dunkin donuts finally!! back to singapore. basically the trip was short, fast, and one hell of a good time with good people. i'll miss these guys when i........
monday
snappy day out part 2 with the model. spiderman two, mitre, conversations.
don't jump onto the ship. not when you're vulnerable. you worth more than you think you are. i heard BBC is on.
as for today, i went to the British Council at Napier Rd to settle my IELTS thingy. im sitting for the paper on aug. one area of it im damn scared about is the reading/comprehension part. i suck at that. bloody exam cost me $280 bucks plus $120 for the seminar.
im moving out on the 27th. guys, room warming the weekend after that?
i can't believe im finally doing this. sigh.
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Thursday, July 8, 2004
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havent you learned your lesson? your supposed to fall into the emotional type of people jus like i do. but no. you just dont get it dont you? well i'll fucking make it clear to you since your "SELF" is always stuck in front of your fucking eyes that you just cant seem to see what others feel nor do
your the fucking reason i'm going
i fucking hate you. i wished i didnt actually do what i did. i do hope you learn something, but then again for someone your age, YOU ARE THE EXPERIENCED one. just between you and me, YOU ARE GOD AND I AM YOUR FUCKING JOKE.
if only you had a heart.
on a lighter note, change of plans. good bye Man U, hello Bondi beach.
s.h.: you're right. i need to take that bloddy paper. i'm sitting for the IELTS in august.
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Thursday, July 1, 2004
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L2R three pics are up..
yesterday was fun. had strawberry bonanza at cafe cartel, conversations and snap shots with me my model. hah. old city hall area still rocks. here are the snaps. will update later on with older pics and stuff on the gallery bar at the side of the crappy site.
anyway dear s.h., this one's for you.
I don't wanna sit next to you
I can't believe your coming so soon
Don't try to justify what you did to me
Your just one of those trouble girls
Using me for everything but love
Don't make excuses for what you did to me
You kiss me then diss me but now you say you miss
And you use me confuse me but you don't wanna lose me
Don't talk to me
Don't acknowledge me anymore
I'm just another score
I used to be nice and sweet
Giving everything you want and need
I can't believe I did it all for nothing
Well now I'm bitter I can't take no more
Don't blame this on your bad childhood
That doesn't justify what you did to me
You kiss me then diss me but now you say you miss me
And you use me confuse me but you don't wanna lose me
Don't talk to me
Don't acknowledge me anymore
I'm just another score
that kinda sums it all up. there's your closure. there's the freedom you need which u claim i took away.
and there's the space u need. sorry i took it all up. sorry it was so fun for both of us. sorry you're confused. no, wait. sorry i made you fall for me so fast.
and this one's for me.
Just say goodbye
and close the door
turn off the light
and pick up the pieces if you need them
this world is cold, but just know you're not alone
no, you're not alone
i know what you're thinking
i know how you're feeling
believe me you're not alone
i've been here before
just where you are
and im not quite sure
that ive done the right thing
believe me
and this world i cold
so ill make sure your not alone
i know what you're thinking
i know how you're feelin
believe me you're not alone,no
why dont you stay with me tonight
because i know everything is not alright
and thats not alright
i know whatyou're thinking
i know how you're feeling
believe me your not alone
no, you're not alone
there. 2 of my favourite songs from homegrown.
dont forget to brush your tongue. and stop those pills. makes you cranky.
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Posted by exit
at 04:15 p.m.
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Wednesday, June 23, 2004
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i am too fucking nice to girls
call me a stupid immature bastard from now on
i shall not lament on things that went wrong. well, actually on things that did not have to go wrong.
but i treasure everything.
except for my life.
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Sunday, June 20, 2004
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it doesnt matter now whether im quiet or noisy
cos eitehr way i tend to piss people off.
thanks for the honesty.
i wish i was an invisible and emotionless twerp. then id have a good solid reason for the things i do. and thats my stupidity
sorry im taking up too much of your time.
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Sunday, June 20, 2004
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been really sick. vomitted twice at work on fri. took 2 days off.
finally had enough balls to actually do something im so darn afraid off. all for the cause of making somebody happy. you happy = me happy
yesterday was a very eventful day. waited under the hot sun, finally saw pretty in pink. did lotsa stuff. botanical gardens was a blast. menu for the day was sheperd's pie, ben and jerry's macademia brittle, and of course, strawberries with laced with cocaine. hah. thats actually stolen sugar from mc coffee. took pics.. recorded songs.. played the guitar. did some unlawful stuff at the garden (hee). lil secrets. ended up at esplanade. "why are you standing so far away from me?" well, cos i was lookng out for the darn bus dear.
its not that easy to accept things. but the changes that i went thru during the dark days might eventually pay off. its hard, but as long as your around eveything seems so light.
i do realise that i often talk alot. sometimes i make sense. but if you want to know the real me, look into my eyes when you speak to me. no cat's eyes this time, jus plain old joe.
the cold turkey treatment is not good. not good at all. remember my shirt ? the used? now its our time to shine. i wore that for a reason
everybody makes assumptions. i jus hope my assumption of you is wrong. god help me if they are precise.
i still love you.
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Tuesday, June 15, 2004
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hmmm. awaiting to get home to hear the lullaby's and to sleep it off for the next few days. good night suburbia
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Posted by ms val
at 06:09 a.m.
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Tuesday, June 15, 2004
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hmmm. awaiting to get home to hear the lullaby's and to sleep it off for the next few days. good night suburbia
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Posted by ms val
at 06:09 a.m.
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Tuesday, June 15, 2004
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so yeah. wats new. when people have always given up on u. comes a time when i should give up on people. be on the giving end at times. compramises.
wat does it take to move a goddamn mountain? not me
you want me to let go? here, grab the noose. hang me. you've already done it anyway.
when the weather is cold and the sun wont rise for a million years, then you'd realises that i am for real. as real as real comes.
i wanna pms sometime. maybe its good. goodnight beloved.
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Monday, June 14, 2004
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tomorrow is a day of yearnings and longings. oh well.
people should actually grow up and get their shit together. before they decide to keep it together.
the prize wishes you, to watch over me
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Monday, June 14, 2004
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tomorrow is a day of yearnings and longings. oh well.
people should actually grow up and get their shit together. before they decide to keep it together.
the prize wishes you, to watch over me
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Tuesday, June 8, 2004
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To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me that I can't explain
So would I be out of line if I said
I miss you?
I see your picture
I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine
You have only been gone ten days
But already I'm wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far or soon
But I need you to know that I care
And I miss you
for my super missy.
i <3 you.
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Sunday, June 6, 2004
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my neck hurts. remind me not to head bang to much when playing. anyway, fucking gig was awesome. a few fuck ups, but it was tremendously fun. especially since you came! hah. cheesy. thanks for all that came down and support. we had fun, i hope u guys did. by the way, the bands name is not "the arson". its "dear fucking arson". so anyway, people make mistakes. hah.
i hope things work out well. cos it already has begun.
prior to the show, had lunch at fish and co. huge huge seafood platter. awesome. hah. taxi, taxi, and more taxis today. bus 240. hah. and why were you checking out my gluteus maximus? hah. crazy missy. i dun have a butt. i have fats. but its all good.
flea market was awesome, cept tat i have to surrender half-way through cos peole keep bumping into me and my load. guitar and efx are not a good thing to carry in flea markets. sorry.... but the conversations under the ventilation (which mysteriously has some thinner odour) and taxi rides are lovely.
im drowning in you. help me. drown with me.
i <3 u.
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Saturday, June 5, 2004
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nervousness seeping in. goddamn i hate this. then the stupid "stage" dreams.
i wish u were here so i can get over this. i wish u'd be there toms.
good night. hopelessly devoted to you.
haha. goddamit im cheesy
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Posted by you
at 01:09 a.m.
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Friday, June 4, 2004
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cheesy huh, me? heh. wonder why. maybe too much nacho's and cheese.
i am expecting certain changes, which will inevitably affect my life's future. but i need u to believe in me. believe in this. dont be so pessimistic. everything can go the way we want it to. we just have to keep it together, and plan. yes, plan. long and hard.
sat is drawing near. will u be there? i hope so. i'd want u to stand in front of me and watch me go thru all those stupid facial expressions i do when i play. and i need to be creative.
you bring out the best in me. lup.
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Wednesday, June 2, 2004
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good morning singapore. heh.
the conversation are getting long but not monotonous.. this is not a complain by the way. no wonder we always get ants wherever we sit. i kinda like it.
things to do in june:
->cable car ride
->zoo/birdpark
->movies under the star
->holland v revival
->movie at woodlands
->try to keep it together
its a wonder why you aint getting bored of me yet. its a wonder where we are now. its a wonder what kind of ending are we gonna have. but it never was a wonder as to why we are in this, should i say, mutual predicament?
come saturday, experience what it's like to blown out of your shoes. bell bottoms, tee's, jumper suits, platform shoes, sunglasses, and lotsa eyeliner.
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Monday, May 31, 2004
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Don't stray
Don't ever go away
I should be much to smart for this
You know it gets the better of me
Sometimes
When you and I collide
I fall into an ocean of you
Pull me out in time
Don't let me drown
Let me down
I say its all because of you
And here I go
Losing my control
I'm practicing your name
So I can say it to your face
It doesn't seem right
To look you in the eye
And let all the things you mean to me
Come tumbling out my mouth
Indeed its time
Tell you why
I say its infinately true
Say you'll stay
Don't come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
And there's no cure
And no way to be sure
Why everythings turned inside out
Instilling so much doubt
It makes me so tired
I feel so uninspired
My head is battling with my heart
My logic has been torn apart
And now
It all turns sour
Come sweeten every afternoon
Say you'll stay
Don't come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
Say you'll stay
Don't come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
Its all because of you
Its all because of you
Now
It all turns sour
Come sweeten every afternoon
Its time
Tell you why
I say its infinately true
Say you'll stay
Don't come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
Say you'll stay
Don't come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you
Its all because of you
Its all because of you
Its all because of you
god i love this song. and you
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Thursday, May 27, 2004
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You are Adam Brody! You're adorable dorkiness is
absolutely contagious, not to mention you're
super cute! You're a bit more reserved than
most, and find it harded to open up, but you're
always there when it counts. What's behind you
doesn't really matter, because you're all about
the future, and the people there with you.
Which OC Cast Member Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
hah. so do u like me now? didnt i tell you?
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Posted by quirky
at 02:09 p.m.
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Thursday, May 27, 2004
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with bic runga's "sway" and hoobastank's "the reason", i finally found peace. tho it wont be for long, come the new year, another one will go away. this time round, i wanna make this last till it hurts so much. because only when it hurts that bad then you'd be certain its for real. pellucid. i like your words. and your dictionary.
jus dont go against the forces of nature. it kills.
watched 2 movies the last 2 weeks, "van helsing" and "day after tomorrow". wasnt really good (i was laughin at van helsing while im getting elbowed at my stomach so i'd shut up).. but the company was.. no.. IS great.
hah, u amaze me with your silly self and stupid behaviour at times. i hope you die and go to hell. hah.
we learn from our mistakes. remember that. and the song will be played before your flight of freedom.
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Posted by sway
at 01:41 p.m.
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Thursday, May 20, 2004
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sigh. work. lucky you all. dont have to do night shift. it sucks like william hung. hah
didnt i blow your mind this time? i love that song.
im doing interior designing in my ward now. so yes, im officially a staff nurse / interior designer / computer whiz in my ward. the latter is not because i'm good at computers. rather, everybody else in my workplace sucks at it. so suck my left one bitch.
would it even matter, if you were to count the days left with your hand.
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Wednesday, May 19, 2004
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i'm not a perfect person. there are many things i wish i didnt do
but i continue learning. i never meant to do those things to you.
and so i have to say before i go, that i just want you to know
i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new, and the reason is you
i'm sorry that i hurt, its something i must live with everyday
and all the pain i put you through, i wish that i could take it all away
and be the one who catches all your tears, thats why i need you to hear
i'm not a perfect person, i never meant to do those things to you
and so i have to say before i go that i just want you to know
i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new, and the reason is you
i've found a reason to show a side of me you didnt know
a reason for all that i do, and the reason is you
god i love this song.
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Monday, May 17, 2004
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being i love is a good feeling
i hate it
biosis: why do u always end up liking girls who are very problematic???
shamboy: you too nice a joseph. see ah, entertain some more
me: i noe. that's like the umpteenth time you all have told me this
i hate it when i start thinking of you. your like pringles. you get the whole idea of it.
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Sunday, May 16, 2004
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Venue: Substation Guiness Theatre (Nearest Mrt: City Hall)
Address: 45 Armenian Street, Substation (179936)
Date: Saturday 5th June 2004
Time: 4pm - 9 pm
Tickets: $8
Performing Bands:
Deathsynth
The Forbidden
Dyna Turmoil
Subtle Revenge
Dear Arson
Shadows Embrace
Jackalhyde
Erametin
Demolished
Strayvoice
7 Pound Vein
do come down if it means something to you.
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Posted by UoA
at 08:55 p.m.
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Thursday, May 6, 2004
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why cant people close to you jus live on and on and on.
strike three, your ball, you took away somebody close to me. again.
when i was younger i would often go to my grandaunts place. i loved her house alot. there was a garden outside and she liked to grew sunflowers. the whole place is like a flower shop. there are flowers everywhere. there was warmth. and there was warmth whenever she hugs me. she' s my grandma's only sibling that i knew off. and she was always beeming with radiance of serenity. it was very comfortable to jus sit beside her, and she'd tell me stories of how my grandma and grandpa met.
then i heard the news. monday, 3rd may 2004.
and i didnt even get to see you for the last time.
rest in peace. im gonna miss you. say hi to granduncle for me... i love you.
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Tuesday, May 4, 2004
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how does it feel to wake up in the reality that you amputated your best foot. and that crutches will do you no good.
try picking up the pillar that once lifted you high above everyone else. try picking it up with your bare hands. hurts.
work is but an excuse to carry on walking. but work is not an excuse to keep standing with your feet firmly rooted to the ground, that should your god decided to throw lightning bolts, you'd ony quiver.
have you been moved recently?
i just realised that snapfish is a fucking fuck. ok mind me.
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Posted by exit
at 12:47 a.m.
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Thursday, April 29, 2004
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i dreamt that you were taking care of me. showing me affection. then i realised why. i was paralysed. handicapped. im an imbecile.
and then you said it.
now, how i wish that was reality. i wouldnt mind being paralysed if it will make u want to want me.
but reality check, joseph, who in their right mind would want a paralysed person? i would. if it was you.
but i already am. and i already did.
dear arson will most probably be playing a show at guiness theatre on the 5th of june.
click. click. bang. bang. you're dead.
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Sunday, April 18, 2004
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i know who are the back-stabbers. jus be prepared
and if you think you knew better, then im glad for you
to go under the knife
wait for me ireland, here i come. jus give me some time to deposit my baggages. or maybe i should jus get rid of it once and for all.
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Sunday, April 18, 2004
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november six two-thousand and two. the day the clouds started to play their games on me. now, looking forward for a new chapter
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