a poetic tragedy

2005-12-16T10:19:00.000+08:00

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The Light & The Glass

2005-11-24T16:42:00.000+08:00

Slowly the pen touches paper in the guidance of the words that you write.

Memories roll in of the things you once did and who you had shared them with.

Is somebody thinking of you?

Did I bother telling you this, with the words that cross teeth and jump lips?

A poor choice of words, in wanting to tell you anything.

But words don't come with ease.

They're forever my hurt.

Would it really matter, if you were to count the days left with your hands?

Your focus secure and the loves you left well

Smiles staged in photographs here until

You, you left the light on.

There's a chance I might have tripped, girl.

You were there to hold on.

Ignoring the words of your obnoxious little brother

'Kill or be killed' spilled the words from your mother.

I'll lay awake for a while.

I'll leave the light on a while.

But you couldn't last a lifetime.

Caught between here and the days of it

Carving her name across your arm

With every wish it's hit or miss her.

I told you so.

I measured distance in lines departing the rest of my life.

But you, you, you

You had better things to do

Liar, liar, liar, liar.

If you get put to sleep, like an old dog, you're better off.

If you get put to sleep

I've been cautious with the words I extend.

Allow this year before the world starts to end.

Your father's dead. He passed in his sleep

And I woke to the sounds of her crying

Your father's dead. He passed in his sleep.

PRAY FOR US ALL

Coheed & Cambria

The Light & The Glass

before you leave

2005-11-21T09:14:00.000+08:00

so give them the story they want.

you too.

a kiss to you girl before you fall down and leave me.

you too, before you leave me.

keep quiet

2005-11-21T09:04:00.000+08:00

i know i should just keep quiet. cause anything i say will just make it open up more. like hot water on my hips.

just 1 year

2005-09-01T12:14:00.000+09:00

gimme one year and i swear. my bike will be different.

very different.

sec sch.

2005-09-01T12:04:00.000+09:00

i went back to my secondary school yesterday.

sembawang secondary school.

it has seriously become a prison.

why i say so?

1. when we were at the entrance of the hall, security stopped us and went
"are you here to see the teachers?"
"ok, go in"

2. there were metal spikes at the top of every gate there is.

3. and there are cameras every corner. like literally.

and i met naufal and his vespa. one word. gorgeous.

not overdone. but a definite head turner.

1st year

2005-09-01T11:53:00.000+09:00

happy 1st year anniversary bebeh

long overdued post part I

2005-08-29T12:28:00.000+09:00

long overdued post part I

haha.

had my birthday celebration proper at that sheesha place. as usual, she lied to me saying that she booked at a restaurant that her mum booked and bla bla bla.

and you know what!? i got the helmetenz! haha.

after that we shark, faz, nut and me went to esplanade to take some pics with the 'i was here' crap.

honestly i thought it was crap.

the artist went on to say that. giants left them words after a word game. yeah right. a big sheesh right there.

i sound as if my birthday was just yesterday.

'nuff said. here are them pics stolen from nut's blog.

the cake.

usual group photo.

her and me.

and the rest of images are in nut's album.>

ah tu ah! main alipom lagi!

2005-08-26T10:52:00.000+09:00

insert 'bad day' song here

wanna talk about bad day? i'll talk about 3 bad days.

1. i bought them sticks two days back. had 4 of them. 16 of them were lost.
that one nevermind.

2. yesterday, at 10, i just realised that it was the FINAL Ship Design Presentation at 2 later that day.
that one nevermind.

3. yesterday, also had COMANAS final test. didn't know till yesterday.
that one nevermind.

4. had MOT BBQ night yesterday. it was boring.
that one nevermind.

5. ten at night yesterday, i lost my bike key, my tank cap key, my ambellina keychain and my road tax.
ah... THIS ONE I MIND.

and thats not all folks, if you order now, you get not 5, but 6 swayness!
and to top it all off,

insert drum roll

6. i brought my spare key and and tank cap key and realised that my tank cap key was for my old cap. so now i can't top up my fuel.

now let's see my dear watson, the last time i topped up was like when?

A FUCKEN WEEK AGO?

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rushing

2005-08-25T12:03:00.000+09:00

im rushing so can't blog 'nicely'.

my bike is so dirty, there's like flies around it when i came down to go to school today.

i'm bidding for a coheed and cambria comic at ebay. yey!

i'm saving money for alot of things.

i'm rushing to do reports and presentations. well, its actually one report and one presentation.

i miss the ides of march gang. especially them soldiers.

so tata.

vocabulary

2005-08-11T20:38:00.000+09:00

and now a lesson on vocabulary

understanding the art of "selling out" - music brings the fans. fans dont make the music. even for you 'hardcore' old timer fans.

understanding the true meaning of "poseur" - hating something because it is trendy is just as bad as only liking it because it is

understanding "emo" - next time you go to use the word, just don't.

coheed and cambria

2005-08-10T18:26:00.000+09:00

coheed and cambria to come to singapore?

no no no you ignorant freaks.

they're not two mascots from horlicks coming to town to promote, well, horlicks.

they're a band. THE band. an anatome of a band.

perfection in every song i tell you.

and if they do come here, it will bring singapore's music scene up, as buzz lightyear would say, 'to infinity and beyond'.

i will save money as soon as it is confirmed although mr. j and mr. f doubt so.

but to prove them wrong. you, yes you, will just have to click on this petition to make it all happen. so please do your bit.

just imagine when you download co&ca vids online and they name reads 'co&ca live at singapore'.

just the thought of that is giving me an orgasm.

ladies and gentlemen, man your own jackhammer, man your battle stations. for coheed and cambria might just come and christen singapore.

celebrity bike

2005-08-04T12:03:00.000+09:00

people are praising my bike.

i'm happy.

my bike is getting quite 'famous' in school.

people feel malu want to park beside me.

ok bye.

i wanna hug my baby.

and polish her tail.

tsk. tailpipe la.

2005-07-28T17:57:00.000+09:00

see?

that's why i don't like to update.

must we?

2005-07-28T11:29:00.000+09:00

my plate number fell early morning yesterday on the way to school. while on mandai road.

after school i couldn't go straight to tommy's cause of 'The Ides of March'.
we were promised that we ended by the latest at about 9. but it didn't end till about 11.

i then had to rush back with all ambellina's sprinting prowess back to tommy's. it was nice that he opened up the shop till about 1 in the morning for me.

all this while i was thinking 'my batt's flat. is she calling me?'

all i could think was to get home as quickly as possible to call her. by the time i could actualy lie on my bed after all the yada yada yada that you have to do after reaching home, i called her. by then it was about 130.

i then called her. keeping in mind that i had to wake up at 630 later. i talked to her for awhile and later had to put down the phone. she was mad at me, as usual if i might add, about putting down the phone too soon.

which brings me to this question: must we call each other EVERY night?

i am not like her. i can't feel sleepy but yet not sleep. i can't stay up till the wee hours of the night and still can wake up early the next day. i am early sleeper.

i understand that you miss me and all that. i miss you too. but sometimes sacrifices must be made. i am riding. its not like i can sleep on my way home. its not like that anymore.

i am frustrated. i too feel like hurling vulgarities at you.

sometimes i just feel like sleeping while riding and then crushing onto some 18 wheeler and make your eyes open.

you must also understand my situation.

please just fucken understand my situation.

all bling bling baby

2005-07-07T11:40:00.000+09:00

ambellina went for extreme makeover 2 days in a row. and believe me, its not done yet.

now i have to dress appropriately when i ride her or risk embarressing her. gosh, the 'ride' her doesn't sound right.

nuff' said. just check out this pic

look at that. ain't she a beauty?

fun

2005-07-06T17:59:00.000+09:00

saturday was fun. period.

good as dead

2005-07-06T17:57:00.000+09:00

this place is as good as dead. no one visits it. no one cares. not even me honestly. i only update it when i need to.

miss those times when i would update 4 times a day. damn that NEC

to the end

2005-06-15T09:05:00.000+09:00

he calls the mansion not a house but a tomb. he's always choking from the stench and the fume. the wedding party all collapsed in the room. so send my resignation to the bride and the groom.

let's go down.

this elevator only goes up to ten. he's not around. he's always looking at men down by the pool. he doesn't have many friends. as they are face down and bloated snap a shot with the lens.

if you marry me, would you bury me? would you carry me to the end? so say goodbye to the vows you take; and say goodbye to the life you make; and say goodbye to the heart you break and all the cyanide you drank.

she keeps a picture of the body she lends. got nasty blisters from the money she spends. she's got a life of her own and it shows by the benz. she drives at 90 by the barbies and kens.

if you ever say never too late. i'll forget all the diamonds you ate.

lost in coma and covered in cake. increase the medication share the vows at the wake.

and say goodbye to the last parade; and walk away from the choice you made; and say goodnight to the hearts you break. so say goodbye to the vows you take; and say goodbye to the life you make; and say goodbye to the hearts you break and all the cyanide you drank.

to the last parade, when the parties fade and the choice you made to the end.

random thoughts

2005-06-08T09:28:00.000+09:00

right now i am in class on a wednesday morning.

will be going bowling with the pantatz later today.

it was raining just now.

i am cold.

my jeans weigh 78925729 kg.

and i thing i'm gonna have rashes cue to the rainwater.

back to school

2005-05-26T11:27:00.000+09:00

back to school.

maybe you can expect updates once again.

dear mum

2005-03-15T09:39:00.000+08:00

dear mother,

you made me so mad/angry/disappointed, i don't know where to begin.

next time, don't say yes.

directly or indirectly.

2005-03-11T10:14:00.000+08:00

as how kim jong il would say:

I DIRRIT! I DIRRIT!

the day that i have been waiting for all my life finally arrived yesterday.

well, not all my life actually.

since year 1.

i got my license!!!

woohoo!!!

2005-03-08T16:55:00.000+08:00

"two tickets for Team America World Police please"

"705 sir?"

"ok" (thinking that it was the price of the tickets)

"705 sir?"

"oh yah"

"ok for Team America World Police, i can only put you at seats fifth row from the front"

(her and me)"aiyak"

"but the theater is a small one. only 8 rows"

which means that dumbass of a ticket seller is trying to say that we're the 3rd row from the back.

what a pessimist.

geez. and i thought ghana was bad... haha.

gosh did i just typed '...'?

goodness.

she told me to

2005-02-28T17:01:00.000+08:00

please note that the only reason i'm updating is that the prick of a girl beside me asked me to many many many times to update.
i'm sure that many of you agree.

i notice that nowadays that the computer lab in my school has hardly any air conditioning.

this could be due to some reasons:

1) feathers from the same bird flock together (i'm not sure of the exact saying),

2) peanuts always forget their skin,

3) you asked the fence for a favour, the fence go and MAKAN the wheat,

4) your cat has hardly any fur,

5) the pink form from that pajak shop just expired

and lastly...

6) you're a jerk who just waxed your pubies with a, well, a waxer.

please tune in religiously to my blog and see if i update anytime soon.

shie shie ni shing jia por

same same

2005-02-17T09:39:00.000+08:00

"dowan ah! i don't like. abeh i nak buat apa duduk ajer?"

well, well, well. hello miss. what do you think i have been doing all this while while i'm waiting for you to finish your classes.

honestly, im kinda tired hearing things like:

"i dowan ah means i dowan ah!"

"no! i won't do it. i don't like."

"i tak suka la!!!"

i've said this and i'll say this again. do you notice that things ALWAYS go your way. you say that if you say no my face will ngonyok. well thats because i've tried to stop doing what you don't like me to do and i'm proud to say that i acheive some of them. but the one thing that i can seek refuge to whenever i feel down, you don't let me do it. i know you want me to stop but you're just not saying.

you always have issues like you won't talk about golf because he likes golf, you hate bikers because he was a biker, you hate wankers because his a wanker. for god's sake why don't you just say you hate guys because he is a fucken guy? damn, get over it. doesn't mean you hate one means all are the same. girls say all guys are the same. but maybe, JUST MAYBE, she treats all the guys that she (a general she) went with the same thats why all the guys react the same, and thats why they say all guys are the same.

open your eyes and see what you are doing to me. please.

i have a feeling your period is coming/have come.

'nuff said.

physiotherapy

2005-01-20T09:18:00.000+08:00

for those of you who are avid fans of championship manager, the next paragraph might make sense to you somehow.

"MOT's hardworking right winger, Dzool, will be out for a few weeks due to a broken foot. MOT fans have displayed their grief publicly by saying that the title chase is almost impossible without the wingers sublime through passes."

hah. enough dreaming.

but for now. must... climb... stairs...

moved

2005-01-19T13:24:00.000+08:00

after a few years at pitas, i'm moving to blogger. stoopid mainstream blogspot.

haha.