Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Surprise! surprise!
hey peeps... been a LOOOOONG time since someone blogged HERE. ok cant take it anymore... everytime i load the page, i see the same things.. so here.. is something. haha! ok anyway was browsing around and hey!! our blog needs some updating! haha or it's also good the wasy it is. LOOK ABOVE!! NO ONE RETAINED! so yeaps! so happy.. and thinking back, how we mugged last year and received our 'qualification' for the respective R papers...
anyway our class tee's really good..mr lam told me material's good.. and people around have been giving positive feedback.... THANKS JONK! ok... i bettter goo.. this is somehow, just to fill the page but i mean every thing i say!~ woohoo~! see yah all tmr 06a14!
MELISSA
anyway our class tee's really good..mr lam told me material's good.. and people around have been giving positive feedback.... THANKS JONK! ok... i bettter goo.. this is somehow, just to fill the page but i mean every thing i say!~ woohoo~! see yah all tmr 06a14!
MELISSA
Saturday, January 20, 2007
class tee
i have a few words before the critics start:
if you don't like it,do it
yourself.
Friday, January 19, 2007
erm..galore on hold. view it in your homes or in the com lab on monday. note! please bring your own thumbdrive to copy the photos! THANKS! =D
just one to whet your apetites!
here's steph doing what she does best. except, this time, its physical! hahah.
photo galore coming right up!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
a bit of a love poem
there were many times i thought i loved you
i loved you when i thought i loved you
and i loved you even when i was convinced i didn't
you probably thought i only loved you sometimes
when i felt like it i loved you,
but most of the time i felt nothing else
maybe i might have only loved you and you alone
then again i loved you when you lost yourself
i could have loved you even if you weren't you
if you made me cry i wouldn't love you,
i said with my fingers crossed behind my back-
you knew tears could only mean i loved you
what did you do to make me love you
i tried not to ever love you the way i loved you
but i loved you before i fell in love with you
who were you that i should have loved you
i loved everything about you
loved the things you were and things you never were
maybe then i didn't really love you
because now i don't believe i loved you
but in my dreams i always loved you
i loved you all the time, i think
i loved you when you acted like you loved me
i loved you when you couldn't say you loved me
i loved you pretending i was too short to be seen
i loved you when you bent down so i could reach you
i loved you 'cause you agreed to hug me twice
i loved you being good to make me happy
i loved you despite you being bad but never telling me
i loved you because i knew you had no choice but to lie to me
i loved you when i could tell you loved me
i loved you even if i was completely bluffing myself
i loved you through my conscious and my sub-conscious
i loved you when you didn't dare to put your arm around me
i loved you more when you squeezed nearer to me instead
i loved you eventhough i wasn't thinking about you
i loved you and those dimples on your face
i loved you allowing me to hold your hand for hours
i loved you all the years you took to grow up
but no matter how much i remember loving you
i also remember hoping to stop loving you
praying our footprints in the sand would disappear
so what if i loved you when i ran my fingers
through your short brown hair, smiling
'cause you purposely left the gel out
did it matter that you were the only one to ever
say i meant more to you than i would know
and i knew then you were telling the truth?
we could have stayed up the whole night talking
your head resting bravely against my shoulder
voice low and trusting, unafraid
and i would have loved you more than anyone
but baby you never loved me once or twice yourself
yes, i love you, i love you, i love you;
but now i loved you.
-based on a few true stories.
i loved you when i thought i loved you
and i loved you even when i was convinced i didn't
you probably thought i only loved you sometimes
when i felt like it i loved you,
but most of the time i felt nothing else
maybe i might have only loved you and you alone
then again i loved you when you lost yourself
i could have loved you even if you weren't you
if you made me cry i wouldn't love you,
i said with my fingers crossed behind my back-
you knew tears could only mean i loved you
what did you do to make me love you
i tried not to ever love you the way i loved you
but i loved you before i fell in love with you
who were you that i should have loved you
i loved everything about you
loved the things you were and things you never were
maybe then i didn't really love you
because now i don't believe i loved you
but in my dreams i always loved you
i loved you all the time, i think
i loved you when you acted like you loved me
i loved you when you couldn't say you loved me
i loved you pretending i was too short to be seen
i loved you when you bent down so i could reach you
i loved you 'cause you agreed to hug me twice
i loved you being good to make me happy
i loved you despite you being bad but never telling me
i loved you because i knew you had no choice but to lie to me
i loved you when i could tell you loved me
i loved you even if i was completely bluffing myself
i loved you through my conscious and my sub-conscious
i loved you when you didn't dare to put your arm around me
i loved you more when you squeezed nearer to me instead
i loved you eventhough i wasn't thinking about you
i loved you and those dimples on your face
i loved you allowing me to hold your hand for hours
i loved you all the years you took to grow up
but no matter how much i remember loving you
i also remember hoping to stop loving you
praying our footprints in the sand would disappear
so what if i loved you when i ran my fingers
through your short brown hair, smiling
'cause you purposely left the gel out
did it matter that you were the only one to ever
say i meant more to you than i would know
and i knew then you were telling the truth?
we could have stayed up the whole night talking
your head resting bravely against my shoulder
voice low and trusting, unafraid
and i would have loved you more than anyone
but baby you never loved me once or twice yourself
yes, i love you, i love you, i love you;
but now i loved you.
-based on a few true stories.
mass dunking dayy.
HEY GUYS! MY FIRST POST ON THE CLASS BLOG! HERE'RE SOME PICS OF THE SEA REGATTA!
more to come when i get the time.
study hard people! =D
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Re-Examination Schedule!
Thursday, December 14, 2006
398th post!
hi guys! i shall contribute in the revival of the blog. anyways this is the 398TH post! let's hit our 400th anniversary soon...
hey i'm not going any where either bleargh. so all you lucky people out there, must cherish your trip!
hey i'm not going any where either bleargh. so all you lucky people out there, must cherish your trip!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Good evening Starshines!
i dont want school to start!! lets skip school on Day One. Miss Lim will FLIP man.
anyway, just hear to say GOODBYE before i depart for Korea on the 16th! try not to miss me too much, though i know it'll be rather difficult since im such a lovable person.
ngehngeh.
take care of all your health and don't eat so much during the festive season! (HAHAH PERSONAL REMINDER)
KISS KISS, STEPHHHHHHHHHHH
look i wrote the post in CHRISTMAS COLORS! can you feel the spirit yet? i can't. i've not felt it for a couple of years, in fact.hahaha ((:
i dont want school to start!! lets skip school on Day One. Miss Lim will FLIP man.
anyway, just hear to say GOODBYE before i depart for Korea on the 16th! try not to miss me too much, though i know it'll be rather difficult since im such a lovable person.
ngehngeh.
take care of all your health and don't eat so much during the festive season! (HAHAH PERSONAL REMINDER)
KISS KISS, STEPHHHHHHHHHHH
look i wrote the post in CHRISTMAS COLORS! can you feel the spirit yet? i can't. i've not felt it for a couple of years, in fact.hahaha ((:
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
re: royce post
damn, dint realise every1 was at other countries, homeland guarding can be a really boring thing to do. same as royce, i dint even step out of the country.
they probably should pay those who dint step out of the country some money coz u get paid in ns for guarding ur homeland. hopefully royce get the job for me! exerting some pressure on him thru this blog! haha laters.
they probably should pay those who dint step out of the country some money coz u get paid in ns for guarding ur homeland. hopefully royce get the job for me! exerting some pressure on him thru this blog! haha laters.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
HI PEOPLE
HEY. EVERYONE IS LIKE GOING OVERSEAS CAN! IT'S SO IRRITATING SEEMS LIKE IM THE ONLY ONE STAYING IN SINGAPORE TO GUARD OUR MOTHERLAND!!!! ARRGHHH JEALOUS!
anw this is a random post to sort of help to revive our blog which is like dead!!!!
EVERYONE START STUDYING FOR YOUR R PAPERS AND FOR THE BRIGHTER-A-BIT PEOPLE START STUDYING FOR YOUR H3!! HOPEFULLY YOU WILL ATTAIN NIRVANA FASTER THAN THE REST OF THE PEOPLE.
IM bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and OASIS roxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
wee.
anw this is a random post to sort of help to revive our blog which is like dead!!!!
EVERYONE START STUDYING FOR YOUR R PAPERS AND FOR THE BRIGHTER-A-BIT PEOPLE START STUDYING FOR YOUR H3!! HOPEFULLY YOU WILL ATTAIN NIRVANA FASTER THAN THE REST OF THE PEOPLE.
IM bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and OASIS roxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
wee.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
to spicen things up a lil
hey guys.. what a disappointment! today's suposedly the BBQ day and i got NO NEWS! and it's so dead here...so to lighten things up.. a lil photos.. that we took donkey years ago.... and pls pray for me? check my blog and you'll see why... i need courage to face tomorrow... and oh wells.. enjoy the pictures ..
Thursday, November 16, 2006
1. I MISS YOU GUYS(and girls)
2. I NEED PEOPLE TO STUDY MATH WITH ME
3. LETS GO OUT NEXT WEEK, HOW BOUT MONDAY, BLADING!?
REPLY PLS, IM ABOUT TO DIE OF BOREDOM.
2. I NEED PEOPLE TO STUDY MATH WITH ME
3. LETS GO OUT NEXT WEEK, HOW BOUT MONDAY, BLADING!?
REPLY PLS, IM ABOUT TO DIE OF BOREDOM.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
PRISON BREAK SEASON 2
THIS ROCKS ITS LIKE YOU TUBE but not
http://www.dailymotion.com/drathosxeon/1 GO HERE TO WATCH SEASON 2 WHILE the link still works! GOGOGO
http://www.dailymotion.com/drathosxeon/1 GO HERE TO WATCH SEASON 2 WHILE the link still works! GOGOGO
Friday, November 03, 2006
emo song
Right now my comp is lagging big time.Maybe it's now 4 45 in the morning, approx.I'm completely taken in by fullhouse.some exciting episode next!!!can't sleep if i don't get to see if yoo min hyuk proposes to han ji eun!
reminds me,that my korean name is...kwak ____ eun.trinette hasn't figured out what 'chong' is in korean.but nevermind.hehe.the kwak sounds pretty gross yeah.
aiyarrr.waiting for my show to load!argh.well,this is the PW vid i did for steph.i think it's really nice la.hehe(: very emo.
anyway,realize that our class blog is dying.what incentive cld there possibly be to make ppl START blogging?! but i guess i haven't even been blogging on my own blog..but perhaps as we go off for hols you guys can keep each other posted thru the blog.like who's been up to what.write a story of our a14 lives for ms lim's keeping(:
aiya,sian.take video easier.maybe one day i will become a famous director like er...zhang yi mou.or maybe ill direct cute korean dramas(:
we should film goong in class.i remember we were discussing who should be who.but seriously,who fits the role of shin,who is tall skinny and sullen?? HAH,im thinking of someone who's name starts with D.and of ever so feminine and gentlemanly yul? none,definitely.i think mercy said eugene or sth right.har har har.and crazy but endearing bingungmama chaegeung? evil auntie taehu mama? funky grandma the great queen? stick in the mud parents? ballet dancer min hyorin? (mercy!)
aiya.MUST film sth soon.im itching to direct again.
after goong,it's fullhouse!
oh yay everyth's loaded!
Thursday, November 02, 2006
hero!!!
haha i actually got not much to say. jus wana tell u ppl gd luck for ur chinese... i tink sum of u need it. and to tell li kuang not to be zuai... u gona get beaten 1 day man. lol
chinese very easy wan... no need to panic. haha. if i can do it, so can u!! Jiayou
Saturday, October 21, 2006
IMPT: STAYOVER
hey everyone, dinner's cancelled tmr cos of unforseen circumstances, but the stay over is STILL on. we can all reach Jonk's house ard 10 plus. like the previous time. those who are going pls msg Jonk yea (:
Friday, October 20, 2006
what is happening this sunday??
guys,seeeeeriously.we need another treehouse meeting la you guys are so annoying.must tell me when you can make it to my house,otherwise how do i prepare anyth? my room needs cleaning la.massive cleaning.
how bout this...
sunday to monday --any objections? tuesday should be used for proper OP prep.
what are we going to do? there are several suggestions,and they will affect the TIME.
who's still up for the sushi party on sunday night? that means we will start at about 6 plus 7, and we will need to settle who prepares what who brings what.my mum will be doing the proper cooking la.but the menu is up to us to decide.so THIS IS CRUCIAL.please DO reply lor.who can make it for dinner?please alert me NOW NOW NOW.otherwise no dinner for you.and if you guys don't want dinner and instead want to come at like 10 sth again...(eugene don't come at 8 unless you want to help me again)....then yeah.10 sth lor then no dinner.but i think sushi party will be nice. (:
1. xbox,duh,but PLEASE not excessively.not too excessively.ah whatever.
2. i was going to ask kumkay to bring us to the PT rooftop and stargaze.a really lovely thing to do at night and highly illegal.but fun.who's for this? not sure if you guys would agree.
3. watch movies,movies,movies. (i am sam,walk to remember,...any suggestions?...goong?(:(:(: )
4. bake again?!?!?!
5. go for a nightwalk and explore my lovely neighbourhood in the dark,i loveee doing this.
6. gather in the balcony and lie around talking without the xbox on.HAH.
7. discuss OP together.(: oh YEAH my group needs to film you guys doing a gang clashing scene in the middle of the road.so you could bring some duapaikia clothes to wear instead of regular pyjamas.PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
8. in the morning...how bout a beach trip to sun tan(:? then lunch,then go home.
if you guys don't message me,im taking it that ur not coming.so please drop a note on the tagboard or sth okay? cooperate!
see you on sunday!(: oh yes and swan,my chinese file please.
how bout this...
sunday to monday --any objections? tuesday should be used for proper OP prep.
what are we going to do? there are several suggestions,and they will affect the TIME.
who's still up for the sushi party on sunday night? that means we will start at about 6 plus 7, and we will need to settle who prepares what who brings what.my mum will be doing the proper cooking la.but the menu is up to us to decide.so THIS IS CRUCIAL.please DO reply lor.who can make it for dinner?please alert me NOW NOW NOW.otherwise no dinner for you.and if you guys don't want dinner and instead want to come at like 10 sth again...(eugene don't come at 8 unless you want to help me again)....then yeah.10 sth lor then no dinner.but i think sushi party will be nice. (:
1. xbox,duh,but PLEASE not excessively.not too excessively.ah whatever.
2. i was going to ask kumkay to bring us to the PT rooftop and stargaze.a really lovely thing to do at night and highly illegal.but fun.who's for this? not sure if you guys would agree.
3. watch movies,movies,movies. (i am sam,walk to remember,...any suggestions?...goong?(:(:(: )
4. bake again?!?!?!
5. go for a nightwalk and explore my lovely neighbourhood in the dark,i loveee doing this.
6. gather in the balcony and lie around talking without the xbox on.HAH.
7. discuss OP together.(: oh YEAH my group needs to film you guys doing a gang clashing scene in the middle of the road.so you could bring some duapaikia clothes to wear instead of regular pyjamas.PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
8. in the morning...how bout a beach trip to sun tan(:? then lunch,then go home.
if you guys don't message me,im taking it that ur not coming.so please drop a note on the tagboard or sth okay? cooperate!
see you on sunday!(: oh yes and swan,my chinese file please.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
"Disney"-like poem
Cinderella walked on broken glass,
Sleeping beauty let a whole lifetime pass
Belle fell in love with a hideous beast,
Pocahontas risked her life for a feast
Jasmine could have had anyone,
Instead she chose a poor man
Ariel walked on land all for love & all for life
It was all about blood, sweat & tears,
Love's about facing your biggest fears.
haha i got it from my cousin's blog, and she couldnt remember where she read that from, real neat eh?
enjoy the rest of the break! even though i guess most of us will be caught up with PW, but oh wells :)
Sleeping beauty let a whole lifetime pass
Belle fell in love with a hideous beast,
Pocahontas risked her life for a feast
Jasmine could have had anyone,
Instead she chose a poor man
Ariel walked on land all for love & all for life
It was all about blood, sweat & tears,
Love's about facing your biggest fears.
haha i got it from my cousin's blog, and she couldnt remember where she read that from, real neat eh?
enjoy the rest of the break! even though i guess most of us will be caught up with PW, but oh wells :)
Monday, October 09, 2006
love anyway by Mother Theresa
People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfishness, and
ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and true
enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone may destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is all between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway.
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfishness, and
ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and true
enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone may destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is all between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway.
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dis is one sweet poem by mother Theresa =)
Saturday, October 07, 2006
I see a red door
And I want it painted black
No colors anymore
I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head
Until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars
And they're all painted black
With flowers and my love
Both never to come back
I see them turn their heads
Quickly look away
Like a newborn baby
It just happens every day
I look inside my self
See my heart is black
I see my red door
And I want it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away
And not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up
When your whole world is black
No more will my green sea
Go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee
This thing happening to you.
If I look hard enough
Into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me
Before the morning comes
-found this on huishuang's blog and i think it's really good stuff.hs is this a song or did u write it?(:
And I want it painted black
No colors anymore
I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head
Until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars
And they're all painted black
With flowers and my love
Both never to come back
I see them turn their heads
Quickly look away
Like a newborn baby
It just happens every day
I look inside my self
See my heart is black
I see my red door
And I want it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away
And not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up
When your whole world is black
No more will my green sea
Go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee
This thing happening to you.
If I look hard enough
Into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me
Before the morning comes
-found this on huishuang's blog and i think it's really good stuff.hs is this a song or did u write it?(:
Friday, October 06, 2006
a greater show of modelling prowess from daryl and johnnie
beautiful.won't mr josef be proud?centralization!gentrification!stephication!
accidentally took this shot while trying to focus the camera.willis looking menacingly at his food.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
GOOOD DAY EVERYONE.
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.
can you guys just list your dates of availability in chunks of 'weeks' so we can get something going for the end-of-the-year chalet please.
e.g ' steph -- 1st-2nd week of Nov'
just edit the post will do.
IT'S TIME TO PAAARRRTYYYYY!
The Four Quartets
the end
how i adore the end.
not a comma,
not a pause -
end.
the end is near
here.
come,
begun -
sweet end.
whatever has a beginning
has an end.
heck the beginning,
once upon a time -
the end.
what we call the beginning
is often the end.
and to make an end,
is to make a beginning -
the end is where we start from.
ending by T.S. Eliot
how i adore the end.
not a comma,
not a pause -
end.
the end is near
here.
come,
begun -
sweet end.
whatever has a beginning
has an end.
heck the beginning,
once upon a time -
the end.
what we call the beginning
is often the end.
and to make an end,
is to make a beginning -
the end is where we start from.
ending by T.S. Eliot
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
they drag us down
under the iron sea
shipwreck our inner desires
set our dreams ablaze
they tear us apart
splice us into two wholes
beseige us with gloom
revive us with fear
they hail wind and rain
thunderstorms spear from within
clouds stole the sun
moon lighting our eyes wide open
they draw us together
invite affectionate smiles
pats on the back
wiping wordly weariness away
because , we're all in this together.
c'mon people we're all in this together 1/2 more days to go so lets get rid of the stinking exams and play with some sunshine.
under the iron sea
shipwreck our inner desires
set our dreams ablaze
they tear us apart
splice us into two wholes
beseige us with gloom
revive us with fear
they hail wind and rain
thunderstorms spear from within
clouds stole the sun
moon lighting our eyes wide open
they draw us together
invite affectionate smiles
pats on the back
wiping wordly weariness away
because , we're all in this together.
c'mon people we're all in this together 1/2 more days to go so lets get rid of the stinking exams and play with some sunshine.
Friday, September 22, 2006
of godbrothers and what not
close,
but not yet.
far,
but together.
what one sees
may not be the
truth,
yet,
appearance IS
reality.
what makes the clock tick?
what makes the time run?
philosophy
psychology
and
all of the sights unseen.
unheard.
I see.
but not yet.
far,
but together.
what one sees
may not be the
truth,
yet,
appearance IS
reality.
what makes the clock tick?
what makes the time run?
philosophy
psychology
and
all of the sights unseen.
unheard.
I see.
Friday, September 15, 2006
A Math (-'Inspired') Poem
Permute the senses
Sketch the soul
Equate all truths to be realities untold
Graph the mood
that swings from glum to glee
Combine all glories into one heavenly dream
Integrate the mind
Sum up all thoughts
Differentiate what's right, what's not
Transform the memories
functioned with double-angle shots
Induct them into one electronic log
Expo-se all progression
Cover-up the inverse
think Nike, Adidas, Reebok and Converse
Delete past sin
cos time can mend
...
Now all i want is a healthy tan :)
The bolded words sorta like have some math connotation with it, whether it's for partial fractions or trigo or P & C and whatever. And you can see the result of what happens when you get too much math running in the head and your brain just feels so..fried up, lolness.
This is crazy, i came up with the poem at like 11 + pm last night when i was doing Tutorial 9.1 and i couldn't fully solve a single bloody question. Har de har.
Well, back to the books and worksheets and what nots.
Enjoy the weekend pple ! and happy studying :p
Sketch the soul
Equate all truths to be realities untold
Graph the mood
that swings from glum to glee
Combine all glories into one heavenly dream
Integrate the mind
Sum up all thoughts
Differentiate what's right, what's not
Transform the memories
functioned with double-angle shots
Induct them into one electronic log
Expo-se all progression
Cover-up the inverse
think Nike, Adidas, Reebok and Converse
Delete past sin
cos time can mend
...
Now all i want is a healthy tan :)
The bolded words sorta like have some math connotation with it, whether it's for partial fractions or trigo or P & C and whatever. And you can see the result of what happens when you get too much math running in the head and your brain just feels so..fried up, lolness.
This is crazy, i came up with the poem at like 11 + pm last night when i was doing Tutorial 9.1 and i couldn't fully solve a single bloody question. Har de har.
Well, back to the books and worksheets and what nots.
Enjoy the weekend pple ! and happy studying :p
Monday, September 11, 2006
"DRAINED"
I am a fragment of my imagination
Schizophrenic, double-minded
Wounded so full of sorrow
Yet devoid of feeling, drained
An outcast in a world of no identity
Struggling to lose my definition
In hope to one day shrink from critics' eyes
And cease to be the very source of my pain
Shouting, screaming
Consumed in the silence of my person
This is my voice I say
Hear me, hear me, let me out
In me memory rots a shallow grave
Denied of blood to flow into
Torn from emotion to fill the cracks
I learnt to smother grief in time before I died
Stop me, but I am torn in two
I exist as one but live another
Broken, put together, apart
You were the fatal hope I thrived on
You. How I embraced you into me
Tasted your bittersweet acidity upon my tongue
It killed me and I never felt more alive
From you my destruction began
Oh how I needed You.
Schizophrenic, double-minded
Wounded so full of sorrow
Yet devoid of feeling, drained
An outcast in a world of no identity
Struggling to lose my definition
In hope to one day shrink from critics' eyes
And cease to be the very source of my pain
Shouting, screaming
Consumed in the silence of my person
This is my voice I say
Hear me, hear me, let me out
In me memory rots a shallow grave
Denied of blood to flow into
Torn from emotion to fill the cracks
I learnt to smother grief in time before I died
Stop me, but I am torn in two
I exist as one but live another
Broken, put together, apart
You were the fatal hope I thrived on
You. How I embraced you into me
Tasted your bittersweet acidity upon my tongue
It killed me and I never felt more alive
From you my destruction began
Oh how I needed You.
"There you dwelt in the depths of my soul;
Never a part of me, but always in control-"
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Picking up the pieces
like a drill through my chest
your words hurt me
more than a bullet ever could
so ice cold
but it sets me on fire
like even when you hurt me
you turn me on
like even when you push me away
all i can think about is you pushing me down
yeah down in your bed
and you do it so well
that i can't even feel you giving up
pulling out
letting go
why do i always end up with my esteem on the floor
and why do i always end up loving it
yeah i'll always love it
some random stuff i wrote, while doing math. or copying math tutorial from myself, bleah. happy studying ppl. its kinda a weird poem. laters
your words hurt me
more than a bullet ever could
so ice cold
but it sets me on fire
like even when you hurt me
you turn me on
like even when you push me away
all i can think about is you pushing me down
yeah down in your bed
and you do it so well
that i can't even feel you giving up
pulling out
letting go
why do i always end up with my esteem on the floor
and why do i always end up loving it
yeah i'll always love it
some random stuff i wrote, while doing math. or copying math tutorial from myself, bleah. happy studying ppl. its kinda a weird poem. laters
i can't seem to sit still and study till my brains fry today, and furthermore, it's a Sunday! Gimme a break man. I scribbled this down sometime this week, when i was just..pondering the complexities/simplicities (whichever way u see it) of life.
"You know, maybe, i could deal with no one knowing my name. Does knowing someone's name automatically equate to the popularity index of that particular 'well-known' person? Does popularity determine true resounding happiness that you are able to revel in when times seem grey and bleak? Do your dimples, carved so intricately and perfectly into your already flawless skin sensualize your relationships with the people around you? Does your instantaneous ingenuity ensure a neverending supply of free-flowing, unprejudiced love that's not defined by the limited boundaries of this world? Will your skin color attract, repulse, or electrify? Do your eyes beckon a familiar soul to walk hand in hand, or will they close softly to the strangers haunting the silence that constantly envelops you?
Will life pass you by, before you rudely awaken to the muted chimes? "
Greater love, STEPH.
/peace out
"You know, maybe, i could deal with no one knowing my name. Does knowing someone's name automatically equate to the popularity index of that particular 'well-known' person? Does popularity determine true resounding happiness that you are able to revel in when times seem grey and bleak? Do your dimples, carved so intricately and perfectly into your already flawless skin sensualize your relationships with the people around you? Does your instantaneous ingenuity ensure a neverending supply of free-flowing, unprejudiced love that's not defined by the limited boundaries of this world? Will your skin color attract, repulse, or electrify? Do your eyes beckon a familiar soul to walk hand in hand, or will they close softly to the strangers haunting the silence that constantly envelops you?
Will life pass you by, before you rudely awaken to the muted chimes? "
Take a break,
have a kitkat,
but don't grow fat.
have a kitkat,
but don't grow fat.
Greater love, STEPH.
/peace out
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
ATTN: to proud students of ehhh oneee ffouurr!!
HI PEOPLE!!! THIS IS A NOTE TO ALL OF YOU. hehs (bet all of you are nerding now)
this FRIDAY'S GEOG REV SESSION + things to do...
-9AM! SHARP (venue .. i also dunno.. T28 perhaps...perhaps..perhaps.. hah!)
- Read up all your HYDRO stuff.
-Prepare QUESTIONS for ms lim to CLARIFY ALL DOUBTS.
=)) haha happy studying!
take care...
sincerely, Mel
this FRIDAY'S GEOG REV SESSION + things to do...
-9AM! SHARP (venue .. i also dunno.. T28 perhaps...perhaps..perhaps.. hah!)
- Read up all your HYDRO stuff.
-Prepare QUESTIONS for ms lim to CLARIFY ALL DOUBTS.
=)) haha happy studying!
take care...
sincerely, Mel
Sunday, September 03, 2006
sleepover videos.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
THE BLOG IS (almost) OFFICIALLY DEAD.
Everyone say ' Thank God for Stephanie' (:
So the class sleepover rocked. Even though the guys were totally, entirely, and wholeheartedly glued to the X-box, the bringer of all evil and the purger of humane conversations, even though there was a tiny glitch when we were forced to bake chocolate chip cookies without the chocolate chips cos nowhere sold it at 3am in the morning, even though Royce looked so extremely distaseful in his specs that would actually look rather charming if only they weren't placed on the bridge of his nose.
The pictures, or rather videos taken will clearly illustrate the potency of 11 of us co-habitating together as a family unit, and the destruction of all humanity when we come together to shake the earth with the surround sound system thats inbuilt into us.
You should have been there
AND WE AWAIT THE 2ND SLEEPOVER, with bubbling anticipation.
Everyone say ' Thank God for Stephanie' (:
So the class sleepover rocked. Even though the guys were totally, entirely, and wholeheartedly glued to the X-box, the bringer of all evil and the purger of humane conversations, even though there was a tiny glitch when we were forced to bake chocolate chip cookies without the chocolate chips cos nowhere sold it at 3am in the morning, even though Royce looked so extremely distaseful in his specs that would actually look rather charming if only they weren't placed on the bridge of his nose.
The pictures, or rather videos taken will clearly illustrate the potency of 11 of us co-habitating together as a family unit, and the destruction of all humanity when we come together to shake the earth with the surround sound system thats inbuilt into us.
You should have been there
AND WE AWAIT THE 2ND SLEEPOVER, with bubbling anticipation.
Monday, August 28, 2006
a dreary mind and bleary-eyed,
i trudge on
ignoring the call of
sweet, sweet sleep.
neglecting the lullabies
cooing and enticing.
words and words,
syllable by syllable,
they swarm to me
merciless, ruthless, unforgiving,
they sneer.
of bread and bakeries,
of surveys and interviews,
yes, the hidden agenda
beneath that lovely golden,
pearl-adorned, diamond dripping facade
is the intention to torment.
beautiful black eyerings
frame the windows to one's soul.
the thoughtful gift, unwrapped,
in its true form,
the countless yawns and
deadening of the mind.
project work.
i trudge on
ignoring the call of
sweet, sweet sleep.
neglecting the lullabies
cooing and enticing.
words and words,
syllable by syllable,
they swarm to me
merciless, ruthless, unforgiving,
they sneer.
of bread and bakeries,
of surveys and interviews,
yes, the hidden agenda
beneath that lovely golden,
pearl-adorned, diamond dripping facade
is the intention to torment.
beautiful black eyerings
frame the windows to one's soul.
the thoughtful gift, unwrapped,
in its true form,
the countless yawns and
deadening of the mind.
project work.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Relax Time
hey, realised this is my first time posting here... Just to show u sum retarded pics of how i wasted my sunday. haha. there are more but my fren haven send me yet. but i feel its worth it. managed to meet up with my best frens... For those of you wondering whose [d.e.w.e.l], they are mostly there.
Its was kinda like a send off party for 1 of my fren... and we had some food so we decided to bbq. surprisingly, the food was super nice. best i ever eaten(considering the fire wasnt perfect but we got too hungry and decided to heck care and just cook)
its was dam cool... just sat around,sing songs and catch up.... a welcome break from stupid sch... had lots of laughs.
Best quote.... The bbq wasnt bad man.... it was robin. (get it? dun beat me up i didnt cum up with it)
Friday, August 25, 2006
Some things about Royce =)
THE SOLE PURPOSE OF THE WRITING BELOW IS TO PUSH THE DAM DISGUSTING PICS DOWN SO PPL WUN GET TURNED OFF WHEN THEY VISIT OUR DAM NICE BLOG.
royce is thin
and he's not mean
royce is cool
and he's no fool
royce is witty
and pretty
royce is king
eat chicken wing
royce is nice
just like rice
royce is chinese
and has a niece
royce is mugger
who eats whopper
haha i dunno what im writing! hey this was written in like 3 minutes can! wlao!
royce is thin
and he's not mean
royce is cool
and he's no fool
royce is witty
and pretty
royce is king
eat chicken wing
royce is nice
just like rice
royce is chinese
and has a niece
royce is mugger
who eats whopper
haha i dunno what im writing! hey this was written in like 3 minutes can! wlao!
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
royce and eugene,and the respective sizes of their bowls.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
in loving memory
how long has it been, my friend?
since you spread your wings and flew
left me here in the noise and restlessness of my life
every night was silent and tearless without you
i haven't heard much about you after that day
the weeping hour i stopped my crazy addiction to you
pulled away unwilling, from what increasingly became my life and soul
i sunk into solitude, i hope you know
if you ever understood how empty my days lay in your absence
you'd see why i had to learn, why i needed to learn to be alone
i had to stop talking about you, going hot and cold about you
the more i found in you the less i held on to myself
and things would never have worked that way,
right? assure me baby...tell me you still know me
how you know every manner in which i function
if anyone should know the answer, it'll be you
in your eyes i fell beneath your great expectations
did you ever think a girl like me could possess so much love for you?
oh baby i didn't believe it either when i realized it
i cried for my own folly; you were always my weakness even in strength
but you stole my heart with yours, you really did
and the way you looked down on me, behind those prejudiced eyes i saw
in soft pools of lighthearted joy a waft of sadness
drifting by me as i fell into the deep crevices of your simple smile
i wonder if you were ever sad to leave me -
did you even know you had gone far far away?
that day i stopped hearing from you every waking moment
from my open hands you were set free from my world
you fluttered back to chasing the wind, didn't you?
riding on the swift currents of your destiny
and in all this, i wish you love and happiness
fulfillment, faith and the finest pieces of life
one day i hope you'll chance upon my message scrawled across the table
my name and yours, carved in past lives
a lopsided heart, in the same way you grinned
because i once tugged on your line, and i tugged hard
my friend, it's been a very long time
since i wished i could climb a ladder to plant a kiss upon your cheek
but for now i stay here firmly on the ground
and whilst you fly above, i sigh and stuff your picture into my pocket.
since you spread your wings and flew
left me here in the noise and restlessness of my life
every night was silent and tearless without you
i haven't heard much about you after that day
the weeping hour i stopped my crazy addiction to you
pulled away unwilling, from what increasingly became my life and soul
i sunk into solitude, i hope you know
if you ever understood how empty my days lay in your absence
you'd see why i had to learn, why i needed to learn to be alone
i had to stop talking about you, going hot and cold about you
the more i found in you the less i held on to myself
and things would never have worked that way,
right? assure me baby...tell me you still know me
how you know every manner in which i function
if anyone should know the answer, it'll be you
in your eyes i fell beneath your great expectations
did you ever think a girl like me could possess so much love for you?
oh baby i didn't believe it either when i realized it
i cried for my own folly; you were always my weakness even in strength
but you stole my heart with yours, you really did
and the way you looked down on me, behind those prejudiced eyes i saw
in soft pools of lighthearted joy a waft of sadness
drifting by me as i fell into the deep crevices of your simple smile
i wonder if you were ever sad to leave me -
did you even know you had gone far far away?
that day i stopped hearing from you every waking moment
from my open hands you were set free from my world
you fluttered back to chasing the wind, didn't you?
riding on the swift currents of your destiny
and in all this, i wish you love and happiness
fulfillment, faith and the finest pieces of life
one day i hope you'll chance upon my message scrawled across the table
my name and yours, carved in past lives
a lopsided heart, in the same way you grinned
because i once tugged on your line, and i tugged hard
my friend, it's been a very long time
since i wished i could climb a ladder to plant a kiss upon your cheek
but for now i stay here firmly on the ground
and whilst you fly above, i sigh and stuff your picture into my pocket.
Monday, August 21, 2006
jonkkk.
jonkkk is actually not a very very philosophical blogger. Neither is she too much of an auntie. To many of her unfortunately desperate clients, she is more of a potent mixture of fiery passion and cut-throat wit characteristic of your regular high-class mamasan. Due to the pressing demand to finally qualify her highly-valued words of immense wisdom which randomly fly from her if you catch her in the right swing of mood, jonkkk has relented to mellowing into the role of Auntie Philosophy. If you're feeling lucky, find enlightenment at her sacred gossip shrine or offer a sacrifice of your slice of life to delight her. Maybe then she'll decide to spare your life from total ruination. Har har.
Just a little thank you , A14 :)
HEEEEEYYYY all
Just wanna say a big thank you for the birthday song and the card today :) it's real sweet yea
and speaking of sweet, today i declare i have just contracted
'Temporary Visual Diabetes'
especially during math lecture lol *ahem*melaaron*ahem* [hehes]. Alas, i dont have the poetic state of mind now to write a poem on this for the blog, lol except for like, two lines which goes ...
Visual Diabetes
I give my true blessings to you
Sugar One and Sugar Two
...
Lol ah well, see you guys tomorrow yea, and thanks again :)
Just wanna say a big thank you for the birthday song and the card today :) it's real sweet yea
and speaking of sweet, today i declare i have just contracted
'Temporary Visual Diabetes'
especially during math lecture lol *ahem*melaaron*ahem* [hehes]. Alas, i dont have the poetic state of mind now to write a poem on this for the blog, lol except for like, two lines which goes ...
Visual Diabetes
I give my true blessings to you
Sugar One and Sugar Two
...
Lol ah well, see you guys tomorrow yea, and thanks again :)
Saturday, August 19, 2006
hey i couldn't tag somehow.. so anywayz... can link up my blog: alpine-grove.blogspot.com
thanks!
thanks!
Friday, August 18, 2006
love my a one four
when my brain comes back to life at night
staring at the countdown till promos arrive
i look behind the days before me
think of the way you doubled over in laughter
through the rain and through the canteen
echoing in the shopping centres we haunted
smashing the foundations we tread upon
and when i relish in the cacophony of our joy
I'm happy
the times we congregated at the canteen table
the times you complained you were fat and on diet
and then one of you would sit down with an omelette and wedges
dripping with ketchup so inviting
nobody went hungry that day
you were never on the front pages
never on top
never in front
yet you caught attention even from the back and bottom
like a phoenix rising from the ashes
(not that all of you would understand how a phoenix does so, only 15)
you slouched up town and slouched down town
besieged the free TV at Marina Square and invaded Cartel
paid Carl's Junior a trip or two
then rushed back for lit, but not without betting
on how late you were going to be this time
you and your disgusting black bag with its detachable flap
(don't play with it!)
you and your long braided hair
(you two look alike)
but next time when i remember you
i would remember the scandals
the passion, the fire and flame
those we fueled were the very ones that blew up in our faces
the calvin klein underwear jokes and the melaarons
the eye candy investigations and the elf boy watching
the kopi breaks in the middle of school
bribing the security uncle and gossiping about the PAP
chattering relentlessly as we slug from one class to the next
but our lips are sealed when given a chance to answer in class
you posed as kan on the tagboard
spouted love poetry to disgust jeffrey
told mr lam you took drugs and invited him along
your clock operates an hour too slow, school starts at 9 for you
ah, you really stole my heart
in all your ways you strengthened my belief in miracles
my faith in good in all things evil
and most of all my abs which are defined with the crunches your laugh brings me
the way you nudge each other when a hot thing struts by
stifle shrieks of laughter in the lectures we endure together
get accused of monkey business though we only go bananas not eat them
and discuss about migrating to siberia every once in a while
you ruin lives, really
tell of triple kills and happily married couples
floorball escapades and those delightful GP survival courses
ah,an 06a14-shaped hole in my heart for you alone to fill
some call it the magic of our souls together
others the power manifested which brings the house down
but only you know how well we stick together
and why you are a force of nature in the world's eyes
these are the things that make you mine,a14
you are the apple of my eye.
staring at the countdown till promos arrive
i look behind the days before me
think of the way you doubled over in laughter
through the rain and through the canteen
echoing in the shopping centres we haunted
smashing the foundations we tread upon
and when i relish in the cacophony of our joy
I'm happy
the times we congregated at the canteen table
the times you complained you were fat and on diet
and then one of you would sit down with an omelette and wedges
dripping with ketchup so inviting
nobody went hungry that day
you were never on the front pages
never on top
never in front
yet you caught attention even from the back and bottom
like a phoenix rising from the ashes
(not that all of you would understand how a phoenix does so, only 15)
you slouched up town and slouched down town
besieged the free TV at Marina Square and invaded Cartel
paid Carl's Junior a trip or two
then rushed back for lit, but not without betting
on how late you were going to be this time
you and your disgusting black bag with its detachable flap
(don't play with it!)
you and your long braided hair
(you two look alike)
but next time when i remember you
i would remember the scandals
the passion, the fire and flame
those we fueled were the very ones that blew up in our faces
the calvin klein underwear jokes and the melaarons
the eye candy investigations and the elf boy watching
the kopi breaks in the middle of school
bribing the security uncle and gossiping about the PAP
chattering relentlessly as we slug from one class to the next
but our lips are sealed when given a chance to answer in class
you posed as kan on the tagboard
spouted love poetry to disgust jeffrey
told mr lam you took drugs and invited him along
your clock operates an hour too slow, school starts at 9 for you
ah, you really stole my heart
in all your ways you strengthened my belief in miracles
my faith in good in all things evil
and most of all my abs which are defined with the crunches your laugh brings me
the way you nudge each other when a hot thing struts by
stifle shrieks of laughter in the lectures we endure together
get accused of monkey business though we only go bananas not eat them
and discuss about migrating to siberia every once in a while
you ruin lives, really
tell of triple kills and happily married couples
floorball escapades and those delightful GP survival courses
ah,an 06a14-shaped hole in my heart for you alone to fill
some call it the magic of our souls together
others the power manifested which brings the house down
but only you know how well we stick together
and why you are a force of nature in the world's eyes
these are the things that make you mine,a14
you are the apple of my eye.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Do you?
Do you smile at my text message,
the way i smile at yours?
Do you remember the days we spent,
goofing around and playing the fools?
Do you still pause for a moment and think,
about what life has done to us as the years flip by?
Do you let your mind wander,
let your thoughts about our dying friendship unravel?
Do you, sometimes, on a perfect sunday morning,
spend time gazing into the near future?
Do you miss me exponentially,
or have you clean forgotten what i look like, speak like?
Do you know when i think of you,
i think of the old you?
Do you reckon this friendship so neglected,
will stand the test of time; or dust?
Do you remember,
or do you forget?
the way i smile at yours?
Do you remember the days we spent,
goofing around and playing the fools?
Do you still pause for a moment and think,
about what life has done to us as the years flip by?
Do you let your mind wander,
let your thoughts about our dying friendship unravel?
Do you, sometimes, on a perfect sunday morning,
spend time gazing into the near future?
Do you miss me exponentially,
or have you clean forgotten what i look like, speak like?
Do you know when i think of you,
i think of the old you?
Do you reckon this friendship so neglected,
will stand the test of time; or dust?
Do you remember,
or do you forget?
Friday, August 11, 2006
or rather,the lord of the rings.daryl looks like sauronHAHA.the eye.
...uh.somehow daryl's face looks morphed into drunkard format.it's not though.
the only pic with royce and that towel.he deleted the rest.bah!
woops i think i posted 2 of the same pic.hmm to this one.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
im the proud adoptive mother of 1 swan,2 dogs,1 lk,and 1 chocolate.
Some photos from my 4G bbq on National Day eve.
thanks to yong wen who uploaded these photos! =D i jus took from his blog. heh.
[fireworks(:]
The fantastic-fireworks-which-were-much-nicer-than-ndp's by the Singapore Team. Probably they exhausted all the nice fireworks on 8/8 so the fireworks on 9/8 was rather pathetic.
[satay]
Lord Of The Rings 4 - The Satay Ring.
haha.
Cool rite. Still can eat one.
[royce looking dumb]
ME ruiyang and justine. haha. Imitating the sculptures.
As u can see I'm as thin as the sculpture I'm imitating.
[royce and friend]
Me and Ruiyang! We're both from VjC hahahhahahhaaa.
Here is the juxtapose(dunno whether use correct or not, but must try) of me n him.
1. He's black I'm white.
2. He's fat I'm slim.
3. He supports Brazil and I support France.
4. He is Science Fag and I'm from Arts fac.
5. He got A1 for Amaths and I got B3.
Similarities:
1. We play soccer.
2. We were both badly tortured badly by our Maths teacher in the past.
3. We're cool ppl.
That's all. Jus did WR - whoppingg rubbishh today and i'm exhausted. Well, watched CSI Miami and Las Vegas and Spongebob though =X
hahahaha and Swan's dogs were so cute when they were shaved.
Wimpy and Snowy.
We left at six and left 1 bird and 2 dogs living in harmony
happily ever after..
[fireworks(:]
The fantastic-fireworks-which-were-much-nicer-than-ndp's by the Singapore Team. Probably they exhausted all the nice fireworks on 8/8 so the fireworks on 9/8 was rather pathetic.
[satay]
Lord Of The Rings 4 - The Satay Ring.
haha.
Cool rite. Still can eat one.
[royce looking dumb]
ME ruiyang and justine. haha. Imitating the sculptures.
As u can see I'm as thin as the sculpture I'm imitating.
[royce and friend]
Me and Ruiyang! We're both from VjC hahahhahahhaaa.
Here is the juxtapose(dunno whether use correct or not, but must try) of me n him.
1. He's black I'm white.
2. He's fat I'm slim.
3. He supports Brazil and I support France.
4. He is Science Fag and I'm from Arts fac.
5. He got A1 for Amaths and I got B3.
Similarities:
1. We play soccer.
2. We were both badly tortured badly by our Maths teacher in the past.
3. We're cool ppl.
That's all. Jus did WR - whoppingg rubbishh today and i'm exhausted. Well, watched CSI Miami and Las Vegas and Spongebob though =X
hahahaha and Swan's dogs were so cute when they were shaved.
Wimpy and Snowy.
We left at six and left 1 bird and 2 dogs living in harmony
happily ever after..
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Music to be Hated
its white and black
the skill i lacked
'tho many remarked about Talent
i knew i knew myself
scaling up running down
twenty times i counted
till the hammers swung
my fingers wounded
you defeated me wholly
i've never felt so strayed
pray never to touch me again
yet return all you've taken
bestow upon the music yearned
and allow for once -
these sixteen years
to touch the foreign heart
deep within that art.
the skill i lacked
'tho many remarked about Talent
i knew i knew myself
scaling up running down
twenty times i counted
till the hammers swung
my fingers wounded
you defeated me wholly
i've never felt so strayed
pray never to touch me again
yet return all you've taken
bestow upon the music yearned
and allow for once -
these sixteen years
to touch the foreign heart
deep within that art.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Apologia
i'm sorry
i tried
but it wasn't good enough
i listened
but you turned your back on me
no matter what i do
its just never what you dreamt of
so long ago
when you were just me
its different now
i'm another person already
so why don't -
just for opinion sake
- make me another girl
but i know
you will never heed me again
i can't give you what you want...
i tried
but it wasn't good enough
i listened
but you turned your back on me
no matter what i do
its just never what you dreamt of
so long ago
when you were just me
its different now
i'm another person already
so why don't -
just for opinion sake
- make me another girl
but i know
you will never heed me again
i can't give you what you want...
now you still see it,but without lk.PW OUTING OBVIOUSLY ROCKED.
i was given a chance to be the tallest for once,thanks to royce.
we ditched the drinks and tried again,muccch better but royce is STILL DUCKING.
first and hilarious attempt at grp photo using timed shot!we thought it'll be damn small.
royce and his honey dew milk bubble ice thing.and lk and his i forgot what ice thing.
our delicious ICE BLENDED DRINK FROM SNOW-ICE AT SMU!and i look quite cute.
a good example of a hilarious,hideous,set-smiling....royce.
recognize that little tuft of hair?no it's not the CHINAMAN.
we forgot bluetack,so lk used adhesive plaster instead.HAA.
i look horrible!!!this was swan's first attempt that caught us all off guard.royce is,er..er.
eeh rather unglam shot but er,sticker plagerism! to con ppl that we were printing some company stuff.
royce's weird icecream bread (instead of BISCUIT) was poisoned so his eyes were closed.
we never found that bus to Peace Centre.but,my hair looks pretty nice there.
SWAN took this,not me!and look at the angmoh guy at the back hehe.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
ornamental
Silver Angel
alone in a corner
forlorn and silent
perhaps calm and collective.
Happy? maybe.
Forgotten? perhaps.
Unwanted? not really.
A recollection of memories
faded with time,
just as flowers bloom
and wilt,
just as they do not endure
the wind,
rain,
cold
and heat.
Placed in a box.
Immortalised? Who knows?
alone in a corner
forlorn and silent
perhaps calm and collective.
Happy? maybe.
Forgotten? perhaps.
Unwanted? not really.
A recollection of memories
faded with time,
just as flowers bloom
and wilt,
just as they do not endure
the wind,
rain,
cold
and heat.
Placed in a box.
Immortalised? Who knows?
Sunday, July 30, 2006
<3
I LOVE A14
AND I LOVED CARTEL.
but i didnt really love Lakehouse.
BUT I STILL LOVE eating bread and
drinking coffee and laughing like the
world's never gonna end.
cheerup rolls-royce we're all here for you! =)
AND I LOVED CARTEL.
but i didnt really love Lakehouse.
BUT I STILL LOVE eating bread and
drinking coffee and laughing like the
world's never gonna end.
cheerup rolls-royce we're all here for you! =)
Friday, July 28, 2006
Grandmother
Ah Ma
That is what I've always called you
Not until today
Did I find out how important you were to me..
When I held your hands today
The past just flashed in front of me
Remember how you shielded me from Mum's caning..
It was funny, but I can never forget
Remember the toy car game which we played together..
It was childish, but I will never regret
Remember the yolk in the mooncakes which you always left for me..
I never liked it, but I will never reject
We couldn't communicate well
My Hokkien wasn't good
Your Chinese wasn't any better
But today
I just felt
I could feel what you were feeling..
There were tears in my eyes..
I saw them in yours too..
When I see you in pain..
Struggling to talk..
Enduring the pain in your heel..
I could not feel any worse
I want to bear the pain for you
I want to see you laugh..
I want to hold your hands forever..
and I don't want you to leave
it's not a poem.. i dunno what it is..
this poem is dedicated to my ah ma..
even though you wouldn't see it..
I still wan to tell you..
I love you ah ma..
That is what I've always called you
Not until today
Did I find out how important you were to me..
When I held your hands today
The past just flashed in front of me
Remember how you shielded me from Mum's caning..
It was funny, but I can never forget
Remember the toy car game which we played together..
It was childish, but I will never regret
Remember the yolk in the mooncakes which you always left for me..
I never liked it, but I will never reject
We couldn't communicate well
My Hokkien wasn't good
Your Chinese wasn't any better
But today
I just felt
I could feel what you were feeling..
There were tears in my eyes..
I saw them in yours too..
When I see you in pain..
Struggling to talk..
Enduring the pain in your heel..
I could not feel any worse
I want to bear the pain for you
I want to see you laugh..
I want to hold your hands forever..
and I don't want you to leave
it's not a poem.. i dunno what it is..
this poem is dedicated to my ah ma..
even though you wouldn't see it..
I still wan to tell you..
I love you ah ma..
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
ode to elf boy
great poets say, write with emotion
write with emotion spilling out, flowing in
saturate your words with feeling
fling your heart in the faces of those who read on
dare you read on then
if i hide my face away from you
write without my name or not try
to help you feel me inside out up and down
i dare you to stop
i could change the whole story
throw you off your fairy tale endings
marry the villain shun the prince
if i unwrap my heart and keep my head
tell the fortune teller she's all wrong
win the cute guy over but
fall in love with my bestfriend
swoon about elf boys
without a bat of an eyelid
or a quickened heartbeat
will you believe me?
one fabulous sunny day,
i prance down to meet the very boy
i dread meeting alone
say hi, I'm that psycho you heard about
the one who broke her little heart over you
gosh, will you believe me?
see how i cling to no emotion
my love is hidden in another
so no one can find it
who's going to believe me?
ah elf boy, you're really cute
but I guess that's all your pointy ears
will ever hear me say to you.
write with emotion spilling out, flowing in
saturate your words with feeling
fling your heart in the faces of those who read on
dare you read on then
if i hide my face away from you
write without my name or not try
to help you feel me inside out up and down
i dare you to stop
i could change the whole story
throw you off your fairy tale endings
marry the villain shun the prince
if i unwrap my heart and keep my head
tell the fortune teller she's all wrong
win the cute guy over but
fall in love with my bestfriend
swoon about elf boys
without a bat of an eyelid
or a quickened heartbeat
will you believe me?
one fabulous sunny day,
i prance down to meet the very boy
i dread meeting alone
say hi, I'm that psycho you heard about
the one who broke her little heart over you
gosh, will you believe me?
see how i cling to no emotion
my love is hidden in another
so no one can find it
who's going to believe me?
ah elf boy, you're really cute
but I guess that's all your pointy ears
will ever hear me say to you.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
All The Time
I save my breath, knowing what you're
Wanting me to say, I only love you when I'm down
You say that midnight opens its arms to me
Leaving you alone, and then I fly so far away
Until the light blurs my vision and I have nowhere to roam
I only love you when I'm down
And I only love you when I'm down
And I'm only near you when I'm gone
But one thing for you to keep in mind you know
I'm down all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time
And in your happiness, I'm always drowning in my grief
Wanting me to say, I only love you when I'm down
You say that midnight opens its arms to me
Leaving you alone, and then I fly so far away
Until the light blurs my vision and I have nowhere to roam
I only love you when I'm down
And I only love you when I'm down
And I'm only near you when I'm gone
But one thing for you to keep in mind you know
I'm down all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time
And in your happiness, I'm always drowning in my grief
Sunday, July 23, 2006
VICTORIA SCHOOL
Nil sine labore.
We felt but did not grasp
That truth, until the years.
The changing age confirmed severely:
Nothing without labour,
Nothing is for free.
You grew us well,
Mother of our youth,
Gave grave to toughness,
Tuned mind and feeling.
Our teachers scolded out of love.
We loved them with the fevour
That only mischief has.
We learnt quarrelled laughed,
Little enemies, great friends
In classroom lab assembly
Below the arches of the Hall.
Upon the tower built by Amin
Bock Hai and their scouting gang.
We shared ourselves, so
Found ourselves:
Henry Aziz Boey
Soon Khiang Beng Keng Peter Poh
Guan Noordin Eric Heng Goe
Dhanabalan Teo Yong Chua Seng,
Among the intricacies of calculus,
Adverbial phrase, The Rover,
There was the steadying of the eye
As a though struck deep with beauty,
Or growing symmetry, sudden revelation
We did not feel the day go by
The faces appear each year
Along the corridors to labour, love,
Learn, They too will know
That here our better youth was spent,
That what we are was seeded then.
We do not return to you, mother,
Because we never really left.
Prof. Edwin Thumboo
Class of '51
Monday, July 17, 2006
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Hero
I wanted to do a poem or something but i cant, its like 5.40 am and i cant sleep, overwhelmed with world cup emotions. It really wasn't supposed to end like that at all. Zidane is still my hero , i dont care. I'm not even sure why i'm posting this on the class blog, football is a crazy game and heros are made and villians are made too. The all time french knight, yea he really is a knight stabbed himself with the sword , the blood is the red card. Guilt and shame is the punishment, but i hope he is remembered for his heroics not his self stabbing action. Its a new day tmr and time to get this over with =O
God's Voice
A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?"
After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways. It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town,he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk. The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize thevoice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy themilk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
As he passed Seventh Street, he again felt the urge, "Turn Down that street." This is crazy he thought and drove on past the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street. At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will". He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street" The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid." Again,he felt like he should go and give the milk.
Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here." He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt.He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep.
"What is it?" The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here,I brought this to you." The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk." His wife in the kitchen called out, "I asked him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?" The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand. He turned andwalked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face.
He knew that God still answers prayers.
After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways. It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town,he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk. The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize thevoice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy themilk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
As he passed Seventh Street, he again felt the urge, "Turn Down that street." This is crazy he thought and drove on past the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street. At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will". He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street" The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid." Again,he felt like he should go and give the milk.
Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here." He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt.He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep.
"What is it?" The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here,I brought this to you." The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk." His wife in the kitchen called out, "I asked him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?" The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand. He turned andwalked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face.
He knew that God still answers prayers.
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
My Friend
this is for You.
My Friend
I glanced when I first saw you
stared the second time round
I struck up a conversation
you put it in a mixer and whirled it about
I stopped seeing who you were
and tiptoed to try and uncover you, really.
I tried so hard to pull the blinds
you tried equally hard to keep them up.
I let you drift in and out
but I guess you'd never know how much
I swept the frown and painted on a smileas you breezed past,
but you probably don't remember.
I stole secret peeks which accidentally leakedyou knew,
and desperately tried to ignore it.
I slowly gave up trying
somehow I knew it wasn't going to come through
I saw you less and less
as we paused to breathe in between.
I dropped you and turned around
you went away and left without a sound.
I checked to make sure I left you behind
before I continued my walk through life.
I saw you yesterday and remember,
cos' you were smiling.
I thought I didn't feel a thing
my heart was toying around with my mind.
I remembered the laughter, without the tears
your weird facial expressions, and my loud cries.
I messed you up and flipped you upside down
yet you remained, still there for me, without a frown.
I tried so hard not to whine a river Nile
while you spoke incessantly.
I loved the bus rides, and your deep thinking
it got me utterly serious, when nothing else could.
I looked forward to the end of school
Somehow; you managed to turn all the bad days around.
I regret not spilling my insides out
because now, I fear our time is up.
I felt a jab somewhere deep down
and realized, that maybe,
just maybe,
i miss you.
I glanced when I first saw you
stared the second time round
I struck up a conversation
you put it in a mixer and whirled it about
I stopped seeing who you were
and tiptoed to try and uncover you, really.
I tried so hard to pull the blinds
you tried equally hard to keep them up.
I let you drift in and out
but I guess you'd never know how much
I swept the frown and painted on a smileas you breezed past,
but you probably don't remember.
I stole secret peeks which accidentally leakedyou knew,
and desperately tried to ignore it.
I slowly gave up trying
somehow I knew it wasn't going to come through
I saw you less and less
as we paused to breathe in between.
I dropped you and turned around
you went away and left without a sound.
I checked to make sure I left you behind
before I continued my walk through life.
I saw you yesterday and remember,
cos' you were smiling.
I thought I didn't feel a thing
my heart was toying around with my mind.
I remembered the laughter, without the tears
your weird facial expressions, and my loud cries.
I messed you up and flipped you upside down
yet you remained, still there for me, without a frown.
I tried so hard not to whine a river Nile
while you spoke incessantly.
I loved the bus rides, and your deep thinking
it got me utterly serious, when nothing else could.
I looked forward to the end of school
Somehow; you managed to turn all the bad days around.
I regret not spilling my insides out
because now, I fear our time is up.
I felt a jab somewhere deep down
and realized, that maybe,
just maybe,
i miss you.
Monday, July 03, 2006
superman
You-Kryptonite
if you were lana,
i'd be your clark kent.
but it seems to me,
you're with another man.
hello, im superman.
i have x ray eyes
but i can't see through your heart
i have laser rays
but i can't reduce you to wobbling jelly.
i have sharp ears
but i can't hear what your mind says.
I'm superman to the world,
but a mere mortal to you.
Bet you didn't know,
i saved your world when you were asleep.
Yet when you awake,
you're holding hands
with your other
we're merely friends,
one another.
I might have been made of steel,
but the heart hurts for real.
What's that seeping into my brains?
i feel weakness in my veins.
It must be you,
kryptonite,
you....
love the movie, and i dint really write that XD
if you were lana,
i'd be your clark kent.
but it seems to me,
you're with another man.
hello, im superman.
i have x ray eyes
but i can't see through your heart
i have laser rays
but i can't reduce you to wobbling jelly.
i have sharp ears
but i can't hear what your mind says.
I'm superman to the world,
but a mere mortal to you.
Bet you didn't know,
i saved your world when you were asleep.
Yet when you awake,
you're holding hands
with your other
we're merely friends,
one another.
I might have been made of steel,
but the heart hurts for real.
What's that seeping into my brains?
i feel weakness in my veins.
It must be you,
kryptonite,
you....
love the movie, and i dint really write that XD
Friday, June 30, 2006
pour mon ange
how can i be nothing
that when i whisper your name
you cannot hear me
even when you're miles away
when i speak about you
only they can appreciate it
and when i pray for you
God knows but you don't
am i mere presence
a wind stirred by my passing
a kiss of sunshine upon your face
dropping like rain from the sky
falling down your cheek
a smear of water beads together
that when i laugh you hear music
faint and far away, imagined
because i hide myself away
hoping you won't find me
unless you looked for me
if you never realize i was gone
you'd never realize i was here
waiting, wondering
perhaps that look you held
when my eyes passed yours
meant that you saw me for a bit
before you turned away unflinching
because you heard some music in the wind.
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BACK AGAIN.it's like 3 35 am now,is there a soccer game starting or sth? haha.anyhows,i just watched Just Like Heaven.and it was SO SO GOOD!!!!! enough to help me write a poem,which the class blog (of sole poetical purpose) has been so deprived of recently!since im back here,shall contribute this one i just wrote.i totally stole the title off that engravement on eva longoria's necklace from her boyfriend though HAH.it means For My Angel.which is really sweet in..french issit.heh.class outing not bad at all eh.iv got 3 dvds!(: the just like heaven one,the longest yard, and nicholas nickleby (the modern one,by charles dickens i think).daryl has not objected violently to movies at his house so far.but let's see wat happens.i can borrow scary movie 4 vcd from meng if u guys want!! they went over to his house the other midyear-scarred day to watch.yep.CLASS BLOG,MORE ACTION PLEASE!(:
that when i whisper your name
you cannot hear me
even when you're miles away
when i speak about you
only they can appreciate it
and when i pray for you
God knows but you don't
am i mere presence
a wind stirred by my passing
a kiss of sunshine upon your face
dropping like rain from the sky
falling down your cheek
a smear of water beads together
that when i laugh you hear music
faint and far away, imagined
because i hide myself away
hoping you won't find me
unless you looked for me
if you never realize i was gone
you'd never realize i was here
waiting, wondering
perhaps that look you held
when my eyes passed yours
meant that you saw me for a bit
before you turned away unflinching
because you heard some music in the wind.
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BACK AGAIN.it's like 3 35 am now,is there a soccer game starting or sth? haha.anyhows,i just watched Just Like Heaven.and it was SO SO GOOD!!!!! enough to help me write a poem,which the class blog (of sole poetical purpose) has been so deprived of recently!since im back here,shall contribute this one i just wrote.i totally stole the title off that engravement on eva longoria's necklace from her boyfriend though HAH.it means For My Angel.which is really sweet in..french issit.heh.class outing not bad at all eh.iv got 3 dvds!(: the just like heaven one,the longest yard, and nicholas nickleby (the modern one,by charles dickens i think).daryl has not objected violently to movies at his house so far.but let's see wat happens.i can borrow scary movie 4 vcd from meng if u guys want!! they went over to his house the other midyear-scarred day to watch.yep.CLASS BLOG,MORE ACTION PLEASE!(:
Thursday, June 29, 2006
THE devil secret weapon
There is an old-time fable that the devil once held a sale andoffered all the tools of his trade to anyone who would pay theirprice.
They were spread out on the table, each one labeled -- hatred,malice, envy, despair, sickness, sensuality -- all the weapons thateveryone knows so well.
But off on one side, part from the rest, lay a harmless looking,wedge-shaped instrument marked "DISCOURAGEMENT." It was old and wornlooking, but it was priced far above all the rest.
When asked the reason why, the devil explained: "Because I can usethis one so much more easily than the others. No one knows that itbelongs to me, so with it I can open doors that are tight boltedagainst the others. Once I get inside, I can use any tool thatsuits me best.Are you letting anyone discourage you? Or are you discouraging yourself?
Dont worry anything abt the mids ppl! XD
They were spread out on the table, each one labeled -- hatred,malice, envy, despair, sickness, sensuality -- all the weapons thateveryone knows so well.
But off on one side, part from the rest, lay a harmless looking,wedge-shaped instrument marked "DISCOURAGEMENT." It was old and wornlooking, but it was priced far above all the rest.
When asked the reason why, the devil explained: "Because I can usethis one so much more easily than the others. No one knows that itbelongs to me, so with it I can open doors that are tight boltedagainst the others. Once I get inside, I can use any tool thatsuits me best.Are you letting anyone discourage you? Or are you discouraging yourself?
Dont worry anything abt the mids ppl! XD
Thursday, June 22, 2006
hello this is my last post before term starts again.
dont know how many of you muggers *horrified gasp will actually read this,
but who wants to study before the GP paper on monday 26th June? Location wise, it'll probably be in school. in one of the classrooms. perhaps T14. haha uhhm yup thats about it.
drop me a msg if you wanna!
GOD BLESS ALL OF US in mugging till our hair drops off (every strand)
dont know how many of you muggers *horrified gasp will actually read this,
but who wants to study before the GP paper on monday 26th June? Location wise, it'll probably be in school. in one of the classrooms. perhaps T14. haha uhhm yup thats about it.
drop me a msg if you wanna!
GOD BLESS ALL OF US in mugging till our hair drops off (every strand)
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
ATTENTION:
GOOD DAY ALL YOU (NON-EXISTENT) PEOPLE.
'PLS GO PICK UP YOUR MARKED DICKENS' ESSAYS FROM MY LOCKER,(OF COS NOT FOR THOSE WHO DIDNT HAND IN)' SO SAYS MR LIM (mr.great expectations)
-your friendly neighbourhood lit rep.
'PLS GO PICK UP YOUR MARKED DICKENS' ESSAYS FROM MY LOCKER,(OF COS NOT FOR THOSE WHO DIDNT HAND IN)' SO SAYS MR LIM (mr.great expectations)
-your friendly neighbourhood lit rep.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Soccer (from the soccer ball's perspective)
Soccer (from the soccer ball's perspective)
---SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO AARON CHEONG a.k.a FLYING-SKYPIGS
Chaos!
What is the cause??
They are running after me!
I would really love to do away with the popularity.
Selected for a purpose,
I thought, oh how so glorious.
It never occured to me,
How wild those feets can be.
When i'm in the air,
That is when millions care.
Rubbish i get,
When i dont get tangled in the net.
Those white poles,
How much i hate those!
A slight miss
Brings tonnes of "hiss".
Entire world's kicking
I hope there'll be another round of picking.
Beep! Beep!
Wham~! there i go again, watch how i leap.
haha... just for laughs ;) PS:told you(aaron) the soccer ball is abused. ha!
---SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO AARON CHEONG a.k.a FLYING-SKYPIGS
Chaos!
What is the cause??
They are running after me!
I would really love to do away with the popularity.
Selected for a purpose,
I thought, oh how so glorious.
It never occured to me,
How wild those feets can be.
When i'm in the air,
That is when millions care.
Rubbish i get,
When i dont get tangled in the net.
Those white poles,
How much i hate those!
A slight miss
Brings tonnes of "hiss".
Entire world's kicking
I hope there'll be another round of picking.
Beep! Beep!
Wham~! there i go again, watch how i leap.
haha... just for laughs ;) PS:told you(aaron) the soccer ball is abused. ha!
In good hands, In God's hands
In the past,
Trapped in such an awful cast.
I'm enlightened,
taught not to be frightened.
Like seeds germinating in fertile soil,
Life is not a turmoil.
Filled with glorious warmth,
I'm no more a sloth.
Beautifully confident,
That smile doesnt have a dent.
Magnificently spoken,
This bond will never be broken.
---- heehee.. let my mind wandered for a while. study hard all. :)
With love and smiles and whatever else you want,
Mel
Trapped in such an awful cast.
I'm enlightened,
taught not to be frightened.
Like seeds germinating in fertile soil,
Life is not a turmoil.
Filled with glorious warmth,
I'm no more a sloth.
Beautifully confident,
That smile doesnt have a dent.
Magnificently spoken,
This bond will never be broken.
---- heehee.. let my mind wandered for a while. study hard all. :)
With love and smiles and whatever else you want,
Mel
Sunday, June 11, 2006
HI!- waves madly/frantically/whatever
there's math tmr! yes i now know, after kind mel posted it on the blog, or i'd be happily sleeping my monday morning away.Thank God for her :)
it's seriously dead here, come'on ppl it's the HOLIDAYS! share your life with your classmates! (me) i shall share mine, whether you guys are the least interested or not :D
I FELL WHILE BLADING. for more details, refer to my blog.http://www.xanga.com/walluboo
the wound is huge. pay me 1 buck and i'll let ya see it ;) no refund for puking.
how's everyone's revision going? ROYCE have you FINALLY packed your file? hahaha saili swan and rach are in UK now right..what blessed people. and here we all are drowning in i-have-no-idea-how-many-chapters of geog. hope ms lim doesnt see this ehehe.
Life is more than money, time was never money
Time was never cash, life is still more than girls (boys)
Life is more than hundred dollar bills and roto-tom fills,
Life is more than fame and rock and roll and thrills
there's math tmr! yes i now know, after kind mel posted it on the blog, or i'd be happily sleeping my monday morning away.Thank God for her :)
it's seriously dead here, come'on ppl it's the HOLIDAYS! share your life with your classmates! (me) i shall share mine, whether you guys are the least interested or not :D
I FELL WHILE BLADING. for more details, refer to my blog.http://www.xanga.com/walluboo
the wound is huge. pay me 1 buck and i'll let ya see it ;) no refund for puking.
how's everyone's revision going? ROYCE have you FINALLY packed your file? hahaha saili swan and rach are in UK now right..what blessed people. and here we all are drowning in i-have-no-idea-how-many-chapters of geog. hope ms lim doesnt see this ehehe.
Life is more than money, time was never money
Time was never cash, life is still more than girls (boys)
Life is more than hundred dollar bills and roto-tom fills,
Life is more than fame and rock and roll and thrills
Friday, June 09, 2006
How's the hols?
Hey guys... decided to drop by. Seems like ghost town in cyber world here. No one's talking.. the fire of poetry's died down eh? Gees.. oh wells dun really have much time myself to write now. Dun have time to do anything also. Only consistent thing that i've been doing will pretty much be converting oxygen into carbon dioxide. But i suppose no credit will be given to this larh eh?. Hmm oh wells to scare myself more, we're nearing the 3rd week of the hols and... i dunno i feel like i'm so dead. No.. no need to feel. the fact is, i'm so dead.
Arrgh.. this isnt holidays larh! Heard from Hajar... JJC still have lessons almost everyday! Poor things.. i dunno... i've not started on economics... any pieces of advice?! oh wells.. this is just rather random.. shall see you all on monday for math make-up.
Cheers to all, mel
Arrgh.. this isnt holidays larh! Heard from Hajar... JJC still have lessons almost everyday! Poor things.. i dunno... i've not started on economics... any pieces of advice?! oh wells.. this is just rather random.. shall see you all on monday for math make-up.
Cheers to all, mel
Thursday, June 01, 2006
The Mundane stuff we need to note =O
Hols makeup
Geog- June 6 , time : (not sure) venue (not sure) =O
Maths- june 12, time:9-11 venue (maths room)
got this from sch web
MID YEAR VENUES
GP- 2-5pm V43
Lit h2- 2-5pm LT1 =/
Econs 2-5pm V32 (wif some other classes)
Geog 8-11am Hall
Maths 2-5pm V44 (with A11)
Chinese h1 Hall
there u go guys , =O
Geog- June 6 , time : (not sure) venue (not sure) =O
Maths- june 12, time:9-11 venue (maths room)
got this from sch web
MID YEAR VENUES
GP- 2-5pm V43
Lit h2- 2-5pm LT1 =/
Econs 2-5pm V32 (wif some other classes)
Geog 8-11am Hall
Maths 2-5pm V44 (with A11)
Chinese h1 Hall
there u go guys , =O
Arise!
helooo everybody! it's officially the holidays. The days where real mugging really begins. sounds horrid? don't forget that promos will be merely a pathetic 2 months away once school sets in in July.
-cue to panic-
anyway, pushing all of those NIGHTMARISH thoughts away, WHO WANTS TO GO STUDY WITH MEEEEEE! i desperately need help with that ugly freakish thing called mathematics. whoever invented it should just be shot down. but he's probably dead anyway.
oh i just came back from a facial. my goodness the blackhead extracting part is sheer torture, excruciatingly painful, i was tearing. :"( and apparently i'm more prone to a pimple breakout now. yeah after 'cleansing' my face. isn't really making much sense, in my opinion.
COME ON PEOPLE, BLOG!
oh can whosoever post the dates of our makeup lessons? i seem to vaguely remember a few being scheduled. :/
-cue to panic-
anyway, pushing all of those NIGHTMARISH thoughts away, WHO WANTS TO GO STUDY WITH MEEEEEE! i desperately need help with that ugly freakish thing called mathematics. whoever invented it should just be shot down. but he's probably dead anyway.
oh i just came back from a facial. my goodness the blackhead extracting part is sheer torture, excruciatingly painful, i was tearing. :"( and apparently i'm more prone to a pimple breakout now. yeah after 'cleansing' my face. isn't really making much sense, in my opinion.
COME ON PEOPLE, BLOG!
oh can whosoever post the dates of our makeup lessons? i seem to vaguely remember a few being scheduled. :/
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
twiddledee and twiddledum <3
AHHHHHHHH.all you guys in chinese class should know this!!! the possibly greatest love story has just made history in MR jeff lim's lit class!!!
you know,after all that stress over GPP...(sheesh),this was a great way to end today.and aaron,it's not SAD for the guy.they go PERFECT TOGETHER!!!!!! (: dun be stupid! it's like,WAYYYYYY SWEEEEEEEEET.better than walk to remember la!
<3333333333333
you know,after all that stress over GPP...(sheesh),this was a great way to end today.and aaron,it's not SAD for the guy.they go PERFECT TOGETHER!!!!!! (: dun be stupid! it's like,WAYYYYYY SWEEEEEEEEET.better than walk to remember la!
<3333333333333
Monday, May 22, 2006
PIG
I JUST ATE LIKE A QUEEN.
and guess what i ate.
MAGGI MEE AND NUGGETS.
aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
SELF-DISCIPLINE SELF-DISCIPLINE
anyway, on a lighter note, term's ending soon. and that is actually an incredible thing, besides the fact that once term ends, mid-years will be speeding towards us with NO MERCY.
-SHOCKED FACE-
boohoo.
and guess what i ate.
MAGGI MEE AND NUGGETS.
aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
SELF-DISCIPLINE SELF-DISCIPLINE
anyway, on a lighter note, term's ending soon. and that is actually an incredible thing, besides the fact that once term ends, mid-years will be speeding towards us with NO MERCY.
-SHOCKED FACE-
boohoo.
Saturday, May 20, 2006
I LOST MY HANDPHONE POUCH. OUCH.
I AM HEREBY MOURNING THE DEMISE OF MY BEAUTIFUL INTRICATE DELICATE AMBER HANDPHONE POUCH OF WHICH ITS PREMATURE DEATH WAS CAUSED BY ME YESTERDAY. I AM SO SORRY. I HAVE THEREFORE PLUNGED INTO A STATE OF DEEP DEPRESSION AND SORROW. I LOVED MY HANDPHONE POUCH SO. L'AMOUR 7370, AMBER.
Friday, May 19, 2006
the two arms
Even the slightest breeze, cease
Anxious souls gets back at ease.
A viscious cycle some may say,
Then there's alternating night and day.
When things arent in control,
Faces still grow old.
Regrets may come in dozens,
Still, no grace is given.
Youths always active, go sheesh.
June and November never perish.
Slips of white,
Cause blood to fight.
They are cold.
They never grow old.
Wonderfully moments do shine,
It is still all, up to master time.
------gees i hope it makes sense. this is just to save our blog! gees.. cheerios
Anxious souls gets back at ease.
A viscious cycle some may say,
Then there's alternating night and day.
When things arent in control,
Faces still grow old.
Regrets may come in dozens,
Still, no grace is given.
Youths always active, go sheesh.
June and November never perish.
Slips of white,
Cause blood to fight.
They are cold.
They never grow old.
Wonderfully moments do shine,
It is still all, up to master time.
------gees i hope it makes sense. this is just to save our blog! gees.. cheerios
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
FOUL MOOD
ahaa sry was kinda in a foul mood today
So i got irritated
and scolded STFU
Still in quite a foul mood so dun kacau me too much!
shi4 ke3 er2 zhi3
WHO can write that in chinese can get a bar of chocolate from me.
AHAA. Only applicable to Chinese/Higher Chinese D7 students.
Mayb if Arsenal wins later
My mood will be a bit better.
GO ARSENALLLLLL!! KILL BARCA!! THRASH THEM LIKE &$^@(&!
So i got irritated
and scolded STFU
Still in quite a foul mood so dun kacau me too much!
shi4 ke3 er2 zhi3
WHO can write that in chinese can get a bar of chocolate from me.
AHAA. Only applicable to Chinese/Higher Chinese D7 students.
Mayb if Arsenal wins later
My mood will be a bit better.
GO ARSENALLLLLL!! KILL BARCA!! THRASH THEM LIKE &$^@(&!
Monday, May 15, 2006
SUNTECCCC
okay before i run off again to watch spongebob,which is making me highly unintellectual...i agree with steph that yesterday's suntec expedition was totally memorable.the sprinting back for lit class thing was hilarious..esp the part where li kuang sprinted down the road.i was laughing so hard i was running at a 90 degree angle or sth. hooray for the class outing organizer orlick?
yeah man(:
today was another cool day! oral was...HAHAHA.nvm..oh and lit class..gosh,il let steph do the honours of telling her story about mr lim's pants.
yeah man(:
today was another cool day! oral was...HAHAHA.nvm..oh and lit class..gosh,il let steph do the honours of telling her story about mr lim's pants.
Carl's Jr. DISASTER
HAHA okay so it wasn't really all a disaster, it was a major humorous one, what with 10 our of 15 of us who came to school today sprinting across the bridge and back to class with the remnants of our burgers wriggling around dangerously within our stomach walls. I've never laughed so hard ever since last monday, which was possibly the saddest day of my life, besides the day i recieved my lousy/degrading/UGLY prelim results just last year.
oh. by the way, im approx 5941 days old.
cooooooooool stuff.
i LOVE 06a14 ---- STEPHENAT
oh. by the way, im approx 5941 days old.
cooooooooool stuff.
i LOVE 06a14 ---- STEPHENAT
Saturday, May 13, 2006
All that i want to tell you
All i want to tell you
When i first entered PL,
I was like an empty shell.
My first encounter with you,
Was when my hair over grew.
You were the most jealous teacher.
This, I vividly remember.
No one dared to turn or flick,
As your rolex watch slowly ticked.
SARS invaded the place.
And that time, I started seeing more of your face.
Recall how you took my temperature?
It read normal, but i was doused with fear.
Gradually i got to know you better,
When you became an interactor.
The experiences of me being scared,
Were trampled upon, because i know you cared.
The last two years,
(i treasure most) they are my dears.
I found God,
ALong with many others in the board.
Back to my job as a prefect.
Our exco (05) managed to keep 'Synapse' intact.
However, it wasnt really a happy ending.
But you forgave us and helped us learn many new things.
A crucial year and very hurried it was.
My studies were nowhere and I was filled with flaws.
But you encouraged me to always press on.
And that made me go much further beyond.
I was like a transparency,
Ever since you told me you're my spiritual grandmummy.
You saw through my mind,
I opened up and you were extremely kind!
Ms Gan though these happennings may seem as insignificant as the formation of dew,
God has blessed me, by letting me know you.
You've been like a mother,
Taking good care of me as if I were a budding flower.
I pray that God will bless you,
As you be a beacon of light to multitudes.
Grandmummy all i want to say,
Is a simple Happy Mother's Day.
Hey this is a poem that i created specially for a teacher that i really look up to, Ms Gan. Well certain things like she being the most jealous teacher, does not imply literally but there's a story behind it. haha And Synapse is an event that my exco managed to put in back in the prefectorial board's history. And this teacher's my spiritual grandma. So for this year's mother's day, i wrote this poem specially for her. Haha decided to post it here as well for all to see ;)
Enjoy (:
When i first entered PL,
I was like an empty shell.
My first encounter with you,
Was when my hair over grew.
You were the most jealous teacher.
This, I vividly remember.
No one dared to turn or flick,
As your rolex watch slowly ticked.
SARS invaded the place.
And that time, I started seeing more of your face.
Recall how you took my temperature?
It read normal, but i was doused with fear.
Gradually i got to know you better,
When you became an interactor.
The experiences of me being scared,
Were trampled upon, because i know you cared.
The last two years,
(i treasure most) they are my dears.
I found God,
ALong with many others in the board.
Back to my job as a prefect.
Our exco (05) managed to keep 'Synapse' intact.
However, it wasnt really a happy ending.
But you forgave us and helped us learn many new things.
A crucial year and very hurried it was.
My studies were nowhere and I was filled with flaws.
But you encouraged me to always press on.
And that made me go much further beyond.
I was like a transparency,
Ever since you told me you're my spiritual grandmummy.
You saw through my mind,
I opened up and you were extremely kind!
Ms Gan though these happennings may seem as insignificant as the formation of dew,
God has blessed me, by letting me know you.
You've been like a mother,
Taking good care of me as if I were a budding flower.
I pray that God will bless you,
As you be a beacon of light to multitudes.
Grandmummy all i want to say,
Is a simple Happy Mother's Day.
Hey this is a poem that i created specially for a teacher that i really look up to, Ms Gan. Well certain things like she being the most jealous teacher, does not imply literally but there's a story behind it. haha And Synapse is an event that my exco managed to put in back in the prefectorial board's history. And this teacher's my spiritual grandma. So for this year's mother's day, i wrote this poem specially for her. Haha decided to post it here as well for all to see ;)
Enjoy (:
Friday, May 12, 2006
reminder because class fund owes pple money ):
hie. can all of you bring $5 on monday for class fund? hahas. there is negative value in the fund alreddy. boo. thankew. (:
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Some blatant advertsing
Yea so my band is playing at this gig and i hope u guys can come down if you're interested. This is the band which i originally played in which features 3/4 of the Camels. yea the other members in my band hail from HCI and SAJC. The crowd capacity is 3000 ppl so we're hoping at least a small minority of the crowd actually knows who we are. Even if you can't give 2 shits about us or our music, do come down for the other quality bands such as Ronin who gave us the song Black Maria which went #1 on the perfect 10 charts. 3dash1, winners of last year's school of rock, will also be playing, and west grand boulevard is fronted by singapore idol finalist daphne khoo. Yea so if you're interested, just ask me for tickets, theyre 10 a piece. thanksirony;indeed.
there you are
catching my gaze
not letting me off easily
there you go again
frightening me out of my wits
stealing words from me
there you stand
waiting for me to say something
but you aren't giving me a clue of what to say
there you walk
suddenly not hurrying away from me
did you want me to stop you?
there you sit crying
or at least I would have
if I loved a girl whom I thought didn't love me.
catching my gaze
not letting me off easily
there you go again
frightening me out of my wits
stealing words from me
there you stand
waiting for me to say something
but you aren't giving me a clue of what to say
there you walk
suddenly not hurrying away from me
did you want me to stop you?
there you sit crying
or at least I would have
if I loved a girl whom I thought didn't love me.
Hey Best Friend.
Peifang, this is for YOU.As final year halted to a stop
just when we thought we were just about to drop
our lives so snugly intertwined,
slowly, carefully, started to unwind
No more of sticking like PVC
or gulping up our daily dose of (pretend) MTV
separated by a vast ocean of chemical equations and Mr.Charles Dickens,
we even stopped teasing about us looking (or behaving) like chickens
I never knew the world so huge
could land me up with somebody called, you
especially when we simply click and clash
and feast like pigs on our secret stash
remember the stuff we used to do
crimes we commited that made us go 'phew'
sitting together for two years and a half,
still doesn't seem to be near enough
i miss you, i miss you
i miss you,
i do.
and no matter how close yet far apart,
you will always,
be right smack
In the middle of,
my heart.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
the words of experiences so true
pleading
striking
deep inside.
reading the verses laid out
pulled heartstrings
pain ingrained
subtle, the feelings hide.
unknown responses rising
overwhelming
choking
swallowed back tight.
able only to watch from afar
helpless
restrained
through laws must one abide?
forced calm in the mind
tainted
pure
the complicated plight
unbind, set free
step out
leave
but it all settles again,
by your side.
-i hope that all of us would be happy with our choices, life is all about choices isn't it? that we should choose carefully and not regret what we've chosen, but od the best we can. should we be confused and lost, may we find our ray of light to lead us out of the gloomy darkness, to the pure sunbeams that light the earth. my sincere wishes to you all.
pleading
striking
deep inside.
reading the verses laid out
pulled heartstrings
pain ingrained
subtle, the feelings hide.
unknown responses rising
overwhelming
choking
swallowed back tight.
able only to watch from afar
helpless
restrained
through laws must one abide?
forced calm in the mind
tainted
pure
the complicated plight
unbind, set free
step out
leave
but it all settles again,
by your side.
-i hope that all of us would be happy with our choices, life is all about choices isn't it? that we should choose carefully and not regret what we've chosen, but od the best we can. should we be confused and lost, may we find our ray of light to lead us out of the gloomy darkness, to the pure sunbeams that light the earth. my sincere wishes to you all.
the one that wasn't meant to be
it never ends
all i can manage is an overused reply
you've lost your faith for
i can't comply
no turning heads no dishevelled stares
what you wouldn't want i can't have
tipped the scale now
null and void
rhetorical and self inflicted
i choke on an altoid.this isn't by me but my bestfriend rachel ho from sajc.who actually didn't have much of a clue of what she was writing about..but it sounded like someone who's in love with some popular and unreachable boy called joel chia.
okay so im totally biased towards love poetry.
Monday, May 08, 2006
Love by Pablo Neruda
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
Sonnet XVII: Love
pablo neruda
-found this on a blog! xD
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
Sonnet XVII: Love
pablo neruda
-found this on a blog! xD
GHOST STORY SCARY
this story true...newspaper came out before k. today my friend tell me again and i was reminded of it. kinda scary. once upon a time....not too long ago...there was this boy who lived in sengkang. at that time sengkang still kinda ulu ulu so not many ppl live in his hdb block. so on his floor, besides him, there were only 1 other house that was occupied. one day this boy woke up in the morning, washed his face ate his breakfast and went off to school. since there werent many schools in sengkang, he travel quite far to pasir ris to go his school. then since its early in the morning the he took also not many ppl besides another schoolgirl a few adults going to work and some boliao elderly. it was early in the morning what, so yea still dark lah, the boy also kinda le tired so he wanted to sleep. but he couldnt sleep cos he had to do his unfinished homework. last night he played too much ps2 so didnt do lah. if he dont do the teacher will call his laubu and and his laubu will throw away the ps2 and threaten to sell him to the karung guni. so yea he scared lah. but he was really very tired and soon he dozed off. suddenly he woke up but then by then there was no1 on the bus already. he look out of the window and couldnt recognise the place so he assume he overshot already. but then, the sky was still dark, so he foudn it abit wierd. usually he reach school the tai yang gong gong alreay say helo already. but he dont care, he press bell. but then, somehow the bell no sound. he try again. still no sound. so he go and try other bell. but that bell also still no sound. so by then he tulan already he walk up to the front to tell the bus driver to stop. but as he was walking, there was a sudden jerk and he fell down and knocked his head. he stood up and wanted to scold knnbccb but he was stopped by a moaning coming from the back of the bus. he abit scared by then already so he quickly walk to the driver. he toldthe uncle if he could stop bus at the next stop cos he late for school already the dm will scold him and talk alot of cock to him. just then, the boy realise the bus driver look abit funny 1 lah. when he boarded bus the driver was obviously 1 fat bald uncle but now the driver skinny skinny boney boney pale pale 1. the boy quite scared lah but at that time he still scared of his dm+ teacher + mother more than the ghostly driver. so he repeated his request. but the driver still continue driving as if he couldnt hear the boy. didnt even look at the boy. just then, the moaning in the back turned even louder. the boy now very scared already, he shout at the driver UNCLE STOP THE BUS LAH but it was in vain. the driver continue driving and the boy was damn scared. he knew that either he do sth quick or he die and become ghost like the bloody driver and whatever was at the back of the bus. so, he reach into his bag and take out his big metal holepuncher. dunno why this boy so obiang bring big hole puncher to school also but dont care him, it saved his life. so, he smashed the window of the bus and jumped out. he scratched his calf on the road but he dont care already scared like shit so he run all the way the school. by then the sun rise already so he also not that scared lah. just then, the driver heard a crash, from behind. he took out the earphones in his ears playing loud music and thus rendering him quite deaf for the last past half hour. he saw the window and scolded some hokkien vulgarities like knn. he walk to the window to inspect the damage, and just then he heard some moaning. he walk to the back of the bus, look behind the seat, and saw a injured cat lying on the floor. the cat's leg break already and it was in pain and moaning away. the bus driver cursed his luck again and swore not to buy 4d for 5months. at this moment, the boy ran and reached the school. the dm was standing at the gate waiting for latecomers. the dm saw the boy's familiar face and shouted GHOST TAN!! LATE AGAIN ISSIT. GHOST I TELL YOU THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOURE LATE IM GONNA EXPEL YOU!! so this is the story of the boy. a boy named Ghost Tan. a ghost story. scary huh, late for school also can keena expel.
girl to char kuay teow seller: uncle i want char kuay tiao.
uncle: okay, you want extra ingredients?
girl: my humps, my humps, my.. (mai hum)
My fren told me this lol.. okay carry on with your life
uncle: okay, you want extra ingredients?
girl: my humps, my humps, my.. (mai hum)
My fren told me this lol.. okay carry on with your life
to my best friend
losing you
could very well be
losing my definition
the smile across my face
the sun in the sky
that darkens when the
signs of a dark age
closes in upon the world
you are
the littlest fibre in my being
pulling this thread
would cause the carpet to crumble
to pieces
i might remain for a long long time
a wandering soul in the desert
looking for that oasis i need
i need you ****.
many things i've said
many times i've just closed my eyes
and wonder how i got on without you
i know i can
but i don't want to yet
the most wonderful platonic thing
that has ever happened to me
bring me back to Victorian times
where i can lie back with
friendship love
no notion of bloody romance
the things you do for me
the nights you stayed up to talk
times i failed to tell you
you're still the best boy
but i always say what i like
ignore you and walk over you
that when i tell the truth
you have already left
the truth is
i call you darling not to be vain
but because you've warmed my tiny heart
incapable of loving you more
so
tell her you love her
and i will love her as you do
but please don't leave me yet
i think i still need you here.
love,jonk.
i think iv re-read this poem a million million times.i think iv did it this time finally.i managed to catch a lot of raw emotion there! or at least i think so.i feel so sad everytime i read it.but actually there's not much cause to be sad.but im preparing for when the time comes to let go of him.don't own him anyway.steph,i hope your ipod nano comes back soon.but even if it doesn,isn God more than enough for you? if he brings you to it,he will bring you THROUGH IT! ur not in this situation for no reason.sheesh.God's not so boliao.
cheerysmilesonacherrycupcake!
could very well be
losing my definition
the smile across my face
the sun in the sky
that darkens when the
signs of a dark age
closes in upon the world
you are
the littlest fibre in my being
pulling this thread
would cause the carpet to crumble
to pieces
i might remain for a long long time
a wandering soul in the desert
looking for that oasis i need
i need you ****.
many things i've said
many times i've just closed my eyes
and wonder how i got on without you
i know i can
but i don't want to yet
the most wonderful platonic thing
that has ever happened to me
bring me back to Victorian times
where i can lie back with
friendship love
no notion of bloody romance
the things you do for me
the nights you stayed up to talk
times i failed to tell you
you're still the best boy
but i always say what i like
ignore you and walk over you
that when i tell the truth
you have already left
the truth is
i call you darling not to be vain
but because you've warmed my tiny heart
incapable of loving you more
so
tell her you love her
and i will love her as you do
but please don't leave me yet
i think i still need you here.
love,jonk.
i think iv re-read this poem a million million times.i think iv did it this time finally.i managed to catch a lot of raw emotion there! or at least i think so.i feel so sad everytime i read it.but actually there's not much cause to be sad.but im preparing for when the time comes to let go of him.don't own him anyway.steph,i hope your ipod nano comes back soon.but even if it doesn,isn God more than enough for you? if he brings you to it,he will bring you THROUGH IT! ur not in this situation for no reason.sheesh.God's not so boliao.
cheerysmilesonacherrycupcake!
Sunday, May 07, 2006
2006 General Elections
Let us go back to reality.
In the 2006 General Elections held yesterday.
Chiam See Tong and Low Thia Kiang both won, the Potong Pasir and the Hougang constituencies respectively.
These are the proud winners of the opposition parties.
With 2 seats out of 84 seats in the parliament.
Ok let's convert that to percentage.
That's 2.38%.
In a GRC there are already 5-6 seats. haha.
Dam sad.
Ok go back to your guys' literature.. zz..
In the 2006 General Elections held yesterday.
Chiam See Tong and Low Thia Kiang both won, the Potong Pasir and the Hougang constituencies respectively.
These are the proud winners of the opposition parties.
With 2 seats out of 84 seats in the parliament.
Ok let's convert that to percentage.
That's 2.38%.
In a GRC there are already 5-6 seats. haha.
Dam sad.
Ok go back to your guys' literature.. zz..
Saturday, May 06, 2006
the klingons are here
lol this place seems loaded with poetry. contrary to what it may seem, this is actually supposed to make sense lol.
the birds laze in shanghai
the cows graze in chiangmai
but the grass seems greener on the other side.
the wars of civilisations
show no more patience
now a global battle between burgers baked and fried.
the silhoutte man dances
to a duet he prances
the song blares louder than a north korean anthem.
insult the sultan
cult of washington
the stars will shine even if you don't let them.
rice may be the staple food
but beef was always the fabled good
now Rice is teaching Wong how to farm
Wu Kong was a brave monkey
to try to journey to the yankees
but i guess he couldnt do them no harm
drink a little pepper
eat a little wine
do what you want but we're gonna turn into swines
you can run to your left
but still fall to the crime
run to the right and be there in less time
the birds laze in shanghai
the cows graze in chiangmai
but the grass seems greener on the other side.
the wars of civilisations
show no more patience
now a global battle between burgers baked and fried.
the silhoutte man dances
to a duet he prances
the song blares louder than a north korean anthem.
insult the sultan
cult of washington
the stars will shine even if you don't let them.
rice may be the staple food
but beef was always the fabled good
now Rice is teaching Wong how to farm
Wu Kong was a brave monkey
to try to journey to the yankees
but i guess he couldnt do them no harm
drink a little pepper
eat a little wine
do what you want but we're gonna turn into swines
you can run to your left
but still fall to the crime
run to the right and be there in less time
so it is.
hahas. i liked the class outing. very fun. we should have more. HOHOHO.
as i searched for an answer
in your cold, distant eyes
that never acknowledged my presence
treating me as you would a fly
looking at me as i never existed
but no, im not one, im not one
then why are you doing this to me
what for? what have i done?
to really ponder on this
and leave my mind in a whirl
yes, thank you for your harsh words
that from your lips uncurl
surprised i was, i admit
for never that aloof were we
yet overnight for some reason
it turns to melancholy
ah, it's part of the polite banter
that one just has to make
or perhaps to lessen the anger
to avoid having the brittle clay break?
what do i do, i ask myself
seeing that i face a stony wall -
the familiar face of my dear friend
the term i used to call?
so it is,
as i sit here, so it is
again surrounded by confusion
again, by black mist
and so it is,
as i sit here, living a lie
i'll take that gamble
hoping it won't end in goodbye.
what a weird poem. i myself cant make head or tail out of it. /=
as i searched for an answer
in your cold, distant eyes
that never acknowledged my presence
treating me as you would a fly
looking at me as i never existed
but no, im not one, im not one
then why are you doing this to me
what for? what have i done?
to really ponder on this
and leave my mind in a whirl
yes, thank you for your harsh words
that from your lips uncurl
surprised i was, i admit
for never that aloof were we
yet overnight for some reason
it turns to melancholy
ah, it's part of the polite banter
that one just has to make
or perhaps to lessen the anger
to avoid having the brittle clay break?
what do i do, i ask myself
seeing that i face a stony wall -
the familiar face of my dear friend
the term i used to call?
so it is,
as i sit here, so it is
again surrounded by confusion
again, by black mist
and so it is,
as i sit here, living a lie
i'll take that gamble
hoping it won't end in goodbye.
what a weird poem. i myself cant make head or tail out of it. /=
Just let me.. one more time
this poem really means a lot to me.. some would get it.. some wouldnt.. whatever it is just take it as it is :)
The time has come,
It’s time to part.
All my memories start to flood.
I must, no matter what.
With all the encouragement (from my friends and spiritual family),
I must stand tall.
But as I let my hair down,
How can I not fall?
Worry not, I know myself.
It’s going to hurt, just a while.
That teddy I cuddle so often, is going off my bed-shelf.
Al I have left of you, I clutch dearly to my fragile almighty heart.
I have done a great job.
It has not been easy, really.
Now my eyes, exposed to fog.
I just want to say I loved you, thank you.
Just let me… one last time.
The time has come,
It’s time to part.
All my memories start to flood.
I must, no matter what.
With all the encouragement (from my friends and spiritual family),
I must stand tall.
But as I let my hair down,
How can I not fall?
Worry not, I know myself.
It’s going to hurt, just a while.
That teddy I cuddle so often, is going off my bed-shelf.
Al I have left of you, I clutch dearly to my fragile almighty heart.
I have done a great job.
It has not been easy, really.
Now my eyes, exposed to fog.
I just want to say I loved you, thank you.
Just let me… one last time.
SO MANI POEMS
TOO MANI POEM LA. C LIAO HEAD PAIN.
STEPH
would you be wonderful
if it wasn't for the weather
haha that was random. okay no poems from me at the moment. im having a headache.hahaha what a lousy excuse. but anyway, class outing was fun! or rather, more like class lunch.hahaha CLAS LUNCH WITH 1.5 hrs of shopping and stomach growling before we finally finally fortunately got seats for the 12 of us. and oh what unintellectual but entertaining games we ..played.
live-entertainment from orlick and duapao. mediacorp's got competitors!
(: <3>
if it wasn't for the weather
haha that was random. okay no poems from me at the moment. im having a headache.hahaha what a lousy excuse. but anyway, class outing was fun! or rather, more like class lunch.hahaha CLAS LUNCH WITH 1.5 hrs of shopping and stomach growling before we finally finally fortunately got seats for the 12 of us. and oh what unintellectual but entertaining games we ..played.
live-entertainment from orlick and duapao. mediacorp's got competitors!
(: <3>
like a star by corinne bailey rae
Just like a star across my sky
Just like an angel of the page
You have appeared to my life
Feel like I'll never be the same
Just like a song in my heart
Just like oil on my hands
Only to love you
Still I wonder why it is
I don't argue like this
With anyone but you
You do it all the time
Blowing out my mind
You've got this look I can't describe
You make me feel I'm alive
When everything else is a fake
Without a doubt you're by my side
Heaven has been way too long
Can't find the words to write this song
Oh love
Still I wonder why it is
I don't argue like this
With anyone but you
You do it all the time
Blowing out my mind, yeah
I have come to understand the way it is
Its not a secret anymore
Cos we've been through that before
From tonight I know that you're the only one
I've been confused and in the dark
Now I understand
I wonder why it is
I don't argue like this
With anyone but you
I wonder why it is I won't let my guard down
For anyone but you
You do it all the time
Blowing out my mind
Just like a star across my sky
Just like an angel of the page
You have appeared to my life
Feel like I'll never be the same
Just like a song in my heart
Just like oil on my hands
Just like an angel of the page
You have appeared to my life
Feel like I'll never be the same
Just like a song in my heart
Just like oil on my hands
Only to love you
Still I wonder why it is
I don't argue like this
With anyone but you
You do it all the time
Blowing out my mind
You've got this look I can't describe
You make me feel I'm alive
When everything else is a fake
Without a doubt you're by my side
Heaven has been way too long
Can't find the words to write this song
Oh love
Still I wonder why it is
I don't argue like this
With anyone but you
You do it all the time
Blowing out my mind, yeah
I have come to understand the way it is
Its not a secret anymore
Cos we've been through that before
From tonight I know that you're the only one
I've been confused and in the dark
Now I understand
I wonder why it is
I don't argue like this
With anyone but you
I wonder why it is I won't let my guard down
For anyone but you
You do it all the time
Blowing out my mind
Just like a star across my sky
Just like an angel of the page
You have appeared to my life
Feel like I'll never be the same
Just like a song in my heart
Just like oil on my hands
the question is
when i see you standing there
looking at me through your eyes
those untouched eyes
i want you more than anything
when i watch you doing what you do
lost in your own little world
the world you live in alone
i wonder if you want me to join you
when i think about the painful things
that you don't know a thing about
there are too many things
i want you to want to listen to me
when i dream about him sometimes
loving me the way i do too
do i love him more than i do you?
i think i could let him go for you
when i ask myself what my intentions are
if all i'm doing is playing a fool
making you my pretty little fool
i could not bear to do such a thing
when i guess that perhaps you love me
or in any case like me as a girl
the girl you barely understand
i feel terrible not letting you know
that
when i see how much you adore me
and know how much i mean to you
i know you could mean the world to me
i cry letting him go.
looking at me through your eyes
those untouched eyes
i want you more than anything
when i watch you doing what you do
lost in your own little world
the world you live in alone
i wonder if you want me to join you
when i think about the painful things
that you don't know a thing about
there are too many things
i want you to want to listen to me
when i dream about him sometimes
loving me the way i do too
do i love him more than i do you?
i think i could let him go for you
when i ask myself what my intentions are
if all i'm doing is playing a fool
making you my pretty little fool
i could not bear to do such a thing
when i guess that perhaps you love me
or in any case like me as a girl
the girl you barely understand
i feel terrible not letting you know
that
when i see how much you adore me
and know how much i mean to you
i know you could mean the world to me
i cry letting him go.
Greatness
Come my child
I saw those arms and was embraced.
The sores on my feet became so mild.
He held me high and caressed my face.
Come my child
I was too busy and turned away.
There he bled, a river seemingly longer than mile.
I was the cause of him being tattered and fray.
Come my child
I found earthly love and ignored His invitation.
The lush red carpet stood empty along the isle.
I was pricked by that rose and that brought me to desperation.
Come my child
I repented but was ashamed.
He destroyed those chains not needing a file
And His tear unfroze my pierced frame.
Come my child
I was not able to comprehend.
Who am I to deserve all these, all these while?
His everlasting love had no end.
Come my child
Do away with the vile times.
I threw that tarnished tile
Thank you exclaimed I as the church bells chimed.
I saw those arms and was embraced.
The sores on my feet became so mild.
He held me high and caressed my face.
Come my child
I was too busy and turned away.
There he bled, a river seemingly longer than mile.
I was the cause of him being tattered and fray.
Come my child
I found earthly love and ignored His invitation.
The lush red carpet stood empty along the isle.
I was pricked by that rose and that brought me to desperation.
Come my child
I repented but was ashamed.
He destroyed those chains not needing a file
And His tear unfroze my pierced frame.
Come my child
I was not able to comprehend.
Who am I to deserve all these, all these while?
His everlasting love had no end.
Come my child
Do away with the vile times.
I threw that tarnished tile
Thank you exclaimed I as the church bells chimed.
Friday, May 05, 2006
Experiences
You said you’ve got the right girl,
And that night our story unfurled.
We lived in promises,
Remember what we said in those messages?
You took my first kiss,
And I thought that was going to be everlasting bliss.
Remember the times I was absent for your dates?
You said it was OK and went back to watch tapes.
When I tried to reveal our relationship to my mum,
You didn’t mind the negative outcome.
Christmas eve, I remember, we were apart.
It resembled a piece of ruined art.
I really didn’t call you a jerk.
Why do you not believe me? I was hurt.
I was affected by your attitude.
We both were trying (I assume) but nothing followed suit.
We tired to sort things out through the night.
Recall how we fought for our rights?
It seemed so quick how it came to a halt.
I was the perpetrator and I couldn’t differentiate sugar from salt.
Cupid, dear fellow cupid.
Your arrows make people stupid!
Five months ago,
Things were still in perfect flow.
As I reflect about our past,
I feel as though I’m diagnosed with SARS.
Prying my mind to think what you thought,
You felt it was agitation that I sought.
We’ve embarked on different journeys,
And soon I guess, to go with these memories!
Our love has brought us thus far,
Now I know who we actually, really are.
Gees... hey you know what.. i intend to change genre of poems! haha... stay tuned~
And that night our story unfurled.
We lived in promises,
Remember what we said in those messages?
You took my first kiss,
And I thought that was going to be everlasting bliss.
Remember the times I was absent for your dates?
You said it was OK and went back to watch tapes.
When I tried to reveal our relationship to my mum,
You didn’t mind the negative outcome.
Christmas eve, I remember, we were apart.
It resembled a piece of ruined art.
I really didn’t call you a jerk.
Why do you not believe me? I was hurt.
I was affected by your attitude.
We both were trying (I assume) but nothing followed suit.
We tired to sort things out through the night.
Recall how we fought for our rights?
It seemed so quick how it came to a halt.
I was the perpetrator and I couldn’t differentiate sugar from salt.
Cupid, dear fellow cupid.
Your arrows make people stupid!
Five months ago,
Things were still in perfect flow.
As I reflect about our past,
I feel as though I’m diagnosed with SARS.
Prying my mind to think what you thought,
You felt it was agitation that I sought.
We’ve embarked on different journeys,
And soon I guess, to go with these memories!
Our love has brought us thus far,
Now I know who we actually, really are.
Gees... hey you know what.. i intend to change genre of poems! haha... stay tuned~
Before i knew you.
hey guys here's one of my latest poems.. did them last week :) And... the poem But i didnt really is stuck to my head! gawds.... it speaks volumes.. does it not? oh wells here goes...
Before I knew you,
I never knew what it felt like to have a shoulder to lean on.
Till you asked me: is there something wrong?
And embraced me to the break of dawn.
Before I knew you,
My bedtimes were ordinary.
So insignificant like the formation of dew.
But your good night messages made it more comfy.
Before I knew you,
I never knew what sacrifice was.
Till you worked and sold chocolate fondue,
And went without food to buy me loreal’s gloss.
Before I knew you,
I never knew what forever meant.
Even today I have no clue.
For we are now apart, and I repent.
hope you guys like it.. i think it's rather shallow like.. it is as plain as it is no hidden meaning what-so-ever. yeappes! another one coming your way!
Before I knew you,
I never knew what it felt like to have a shoulder to lean on.
Till you asked me: is there something wrong?
And embraced me to the break of dawn.
Before I knew you,
My bedtimes were ordinary.
So insignificant like the formation of dew.
But your good night messages made it more comfy.
Before I knew you,
I never knew what sacrifice was.
Till you worked and sold chocolate fondue,
And went without food to buy me loreal’s gloss.
Before I knew you,
I never knew what forever meant.
Even today I have no clue.
For we are now apart, and I repent.
hope you guys like it.. i think it's rather shallow like.. it is as plain as it is no hidden meaning what-so-ever. yeappes! another one coming your way!