ache

still i ache. not better as i hoped. i think perhaps some part of me want to hold on to the pain, so that i will remember the good times. i don't know.

good night and God bless.

prata

my mood is tethering on a crazy coaster ride. the ups and downs makes me want to scream. then the next moment it's a relatively smooth portion. cool. not cool.

climate change

not cool dude. get on with life. take a break. make things in your life happen. stop feeling sorry for yourself.

hope is a lie

give it up, my friend. lose hope. only then will you find God and yourself in God.

forgotten

dreams spur us on..
when days are dark..
when lights go out..
dreams of better tomorrows.
keep the fire in us going.
when all else is lost..
keep hope alive..
for if hope dies..
we die.

these are what i typed into my page header that shows up in the browser window. i think. it's been ages since this was thought out. and now, it is again significantly meaningful.

grounding

went to a different service this morning.

at first i was feeling out of place. then i was like ok, pretty alright. and at last i was relieved. the songs style is not what i would like. compared to the slow organist, it's faster and easier to sing. but i think some of the songs are not well written, compared to the old Christian songs. still they are alright, maybe i will get used to them.

 the good thing about this service is that, i find it more energetic. maybe finally i let myself think less. it is certainly not as comfortable as what i am used to, and i think it's more like what i don't like about some styles of service. but, that is not the point right?

through the sermon, which i heard online the night before, and some of the songs, i felt really touched and understood. wher i felt lost, now i feel more confident. still going to do the same stuff and go ahead with my plans, but feels more positive about stuff now.

 <3 still missing you. God bless us and keep us. Guide us and strengthen us.

can't

sleep.

eat properly.

think.

understand.

it was good to sit in church and spend some quiet time, if only for awhile.

i still feel lost. i still feel confused and not sure what i am doing. i know what i want to do and what i want to be in 5 years time. i am not smart, not careful and not confident enough to do this on my own. but who else do i have?

for sure my parents are supportive, they always have been, knowing nothing about what i do and still they do their best. i do wonder if i would end up a drug dealer given some slight chance of me talking to some of my seedier acquaintances.

some friends are really lovely and have been willing to spend some time to chat and just let me rant.

even though i don't feel it, i know God is there. He have plans for me and i know i will survive and be better, but now it's remote. when the good feeling is gone and the high is spent, faith must take a stand and be strong in the face of circumstances and doubts.

missing a companion is certainly not physical, it's very emotional and even social. knowing that no one have my back and not there to make sure what i am doing is right, no one there to talk about plans for the future. it's a gaping hole.

i know this feeling. and i am holding up much better than before. not that i feel better, it's just that i got to do what i got to do and suck it up. i can't let people down now and i can't let myself down now.

no matter how much i want to just break down and die.

break break break

Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. -Alfred Lord Tennyson

lost

more lost than ever.

why? why did it come to this..?

all at once. altogether now. how much longer can i be strong and help others? who is with me?

God. i am lost. help.

after new year's service

whiskey.

instant noodles.

me.

yay.

progress?

started doing my Diploma in Counselling some years back. did great and wanted to go on to a BSc/BA Psychology, but hit some snag.

now..done my SAT and waiting for results. meanwhile, stuck doing what i do. not that i do not like it, it's simply that the passion is not there anymore.

in anything, i believe that having some for of progression is important. it helps to maintain interest. it makes sure you are going in the right direction. it helps you to know that you are growing and learning as you age and do what you do.

now, it seems like in almost every aspect of my life, i have no progress. in some, it seems to be backsliding.

i'm so tired of fighting against something that i have no power against. i cannot change it and as i change to try to overcome it, i find that it's all futile.

it's not that i am not doing anything. it just seem that the doors keep closing as i keep trying more things.

when i was young..i didn't know about the 'path' to success in this island. i did what i wanted and did what i could. my parents also didn't know. my brothers also didn't know. now..as i looked back, i know i could be something else. something more..and something less.

i envy the young. choices still open. roads still un-tread.

yes, it is a challenging world. but for those of us who are stuck in limbo, being neither paper qualified or experienced otherwise, we are more lost.

those young, still growing and learning and the most enviable thing is that, there are so much advise and guidance available for them. it's not that everyone benefits from these, but they are there, now more than ever.

and yes, i am jealous. even, in some measure, bitter. where are my open doors? where is my ladder of success?

it does seem that my life so far have been a series of bad decisions made from bad advise and imperfect knowledge.

i am ken.

final words from a brave man

My friends, love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world.

All my very best,

Jack Layton

struck

while i was tossing around in bed for the last 2 hours. after reading the verses and some notes regarding this, i simply cannot stop thinking about it. sOo..here it is.

1John 4:20 If a man say, I love God, and hateth his brother, he is a liar: for he that loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen?

1John 4:21 And this commandment have we from him, That he who loveth God love his brother also.

if we still hold grudges against our brothers and sisters on this Earth, then it is difficult to love God. or that what we think is love for God is not entirely true.

God tells us to love God and our neighbor. and as the parable of the good Samaritan tells us, a neighbor is someones is whoever in need. in our small ways, we can all be good Samaritans and show our love for those around us. it calls us to be less selfish and to hold others in good regard despite their faults.

related to this;

Luk 6:32 For if ye love them which love you, what thank have ye? for sinners also love those that love them.

Luk 6:33 And if ye do good to them which do good to you, what thank have ye? for sinners also do even the same.

Luk 6:34 And if ye lend [to them] of whom ye hope to receive, what thank have ye? for sinners also lend to sinners, to receive as much again.

Luk 6:35 But love ye your enemies, and do good, and lend, hoping for nothing again; and your reward shall be great, and ye shall be the children of the Highest: for he is kind unto the unthankful and [to] the evil.

Luk 6:36 Be ye therefore merciful, as your Father also is merciful.

Luk 6:37 Judge not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven:

it's not easy to do as it is to say. more so in this society's context, i think.

we can, but try. grant us strength of will and wisdom of your Spirit, that we may do your will.

INVICTUS

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Invictus
William Ernest Henle

buried..

..under the expectations and demands of a mad world.

testing

Hello World..!!

unmotivated

everyday it seems like i am doing things to help others and not myself. i am not happy.

i am seldom happy these days. my mood is having a distinct downward trend.

not really interested to do anything. not motivated to go for things. don't seem to have any idea what i really want.

tired of this shit. i think i am getting nowhere.

my life..

not my own.

no time to do what i want. no resources to do what i want. no place i feel comfortable.

tough luck. oh well.

will survive. just another year and so on and another year and so forth. life goes on.

perhaps of my experience and all, i have adopted a rather uninterested mentality to many things. i hope it's not most things or all things. that will make me a super boring person..especially for myself.

whatever happens, life goes on. we adapt. we change. we grow. until we die. it's mostly a choice to do that, as are most things in life. we chose. something between tough choices. still we have a choice.

growing old is easy. growing up is not.

nowhere i belong.

home

feels so unfamiliar. so tired of being at home.

point

"the paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. we have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. we have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgement, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

we drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. we have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

we've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. we've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. we conquered outer space but not inner space.

we've done larger things, but not better things. we've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. we've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.

we write more, but learn less.

we plan more, but accomplish less.

we've learned to rush. but not to wait. we build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. these are times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. these are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.

these are the days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.

it is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the storeroom. a time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete."
-Dr Bob Moorehead

inner strength

"The days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered. We know that.

And yes, there are certainly times when we aren't able to muster as much strength and patience as we would like. It's called being human.

But I have found that in the simple act of living with hope, and in the daily effort to have a positive impact in the world, the days I do have are made all the more meaningful and precious.

And for that I am grateful."
- Elizabeth Edwards, ex-wife of presidential candidate John Kerry.

R.E.S.P.E.C.T.

..maybe it's my own fault, maybe i led you to believe it was easy when it wasn't..

..maybe i made you think that every shot i took was a game winner..that my game was built on flash and not fire..

..maybe it's my fault that you didn't see that failure gave me strength, that my pain is my motivation..

..maybe i led you to believe that basketball was a God given gift and not something i work for..every single day of my life..

-Michael Jordan

for every single minute of performance seen by the world, who knows how many hours the champion trained for it.

stop giving yourself excuses.

quotes

education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one.

- Malcolm Forbes

it is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.

- Aristotle

somehow..much education seem to have failed people. or people failed to be educated.

you raise me up

when i am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
when troubles come and my heart burdened be;
then, i am still and wait here in the silence,
until you come and sit awhile with me.

you raise me up, so i can stand on mountains;
you raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
i am strong, when i am on your shoulders;
you raise me up: to more than i can be.

you raise me up, so i can stand on mountains;
you raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
i am strong, when i am on your shoulders;
you raise me up: to more than i can be.

there is no life - no life without its hunger;
each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
but when you come and i am filled with wonder,
sometimes, i think i glimpse eternity.

you raise me up, so i can stand on mountains;
you raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
i am strong, when i am on your shoulders;
you raise me up: to more than i can be.

you raise me up, so i can stand on mountains;
you raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
i am strong, when i am on your shoulders;
you raise me up: to more than i can be.

-Secret Garden

asking

those who wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings like eagles;

they shall run and not be weary;

they shall walk and not faint.
- Isaiah 40:31

dear God, thank you for the many years that i had so far. the years may not always be kind but they are always there that i may grow to be better.

i pray that you may grant me strength to do what is right and good; wisdom to know your paths; courage to walk them and the patience to guide others along to You.

let me not forget your grace and mercy, O Lord. Amen.

mecha love

remember in days gone past
i spied you through a wall of glass
and there you were, kicking my heart back and forth.
but now your not so tough.

you wanted the world
you wanted it all
you wanted the world
you wanted it all
you wanted the world
you wanted it all
you wanted the world

so here it is, the planets cried.
we'll rip the still sky.
make way when walls collide.
i know what heart but still will reconcile your mecha love.
you hold your thought so tall
you think you've got it all

you won't break my armour
i will never surrender

take a walk
so this is the last stand
so this is your last chance
so this is your last

you wanted the world
you wanted it all
you wanted the world
you wanted it all

as i ready for war,
my exoskeleton,
i'm not a passenger, i am the carrier.
i know this vessel will withstand i love your mecha love
i've got you figured out
i've got you figured out

you wont break my armour
i will never surrender

take a walk
so this is your last stand
so this is your last chance
so this is your last

you wanted the world
you wanted it all
you wanted the world
you wanted it all

so this your last stand
so this is your last chance

take a walk
so this is your last stand
so this is your last chance

take a walk
so this is your last stand
so this is your last chance

- Hadouken!

Mecha Love (Album Version) by hadouken

i usually don't like this type of music, but this is simply awesome.

absolutely no good

the true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.
— Samuel Johnson

all boxed in

one aspect of this is that rationality of thought imposes a limit on a person's concept of his relation to the cosmos.
-John Nash

men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence -- whether much that is glorious -- whether all that is profound -- does not spring from disease of thought -- from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.
-Edgar Allen Poe

do you dare to get out of the box..?

waste of time

all blame is a waste of time. no matter how much fault you find with another, and regardless of how much you blame him, it will not change you. the only thing blame does is to keep the focus off you when you are looking for external reasons to explain your unhappiness or frustration. you may succeed in making another feel guilty about something by blaming him, but you won't succeed in changing whatever it is about you that is making you unhappy.
-Wayne Dyer

broken

dreams and lives.

i cannot bring words out properly to say how i feel. i was busy and tried to hold it in but there are times when i just needed to let it out.

she was such a bubbly and intelligent person. so full of life and potential.

i really feel so sad. i just keep thinking of how she and her friends will talk to me and disturb me for stuff.

how fragile life is.

dear God..

Psalm 8

1 O LORD, our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.

2 out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.

3 when i consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

4 what is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

5 for thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honor.

6 thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:

7 all sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field;

8 the fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.

9 O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!

queen

it's the terror of knowing
what this world is about
watching some good friends
screaming 'let me out'

pray tomorrow - gets me higher high high
pressure on people - people on streets
turned away from it all like a blind man
sat on a fence but it don't work

keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
why - why - why ?
love love love love love

insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
can't we give ourselves one more chance
why can't we give love that one more chance
why can't we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love

'cause love's such an old fashioned word
and love dares you to care for
the people on the edge of the night
and love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves

this is our last dance
this is ourselves
under pressure

-Queen, Under Pressure

fly

a man who has no imagination has no wings.
- Muhammad Ali

we can only achieve what we can dream of.

difference

if a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.
-Henry David Thoreau

we are all different and let's be tolerant about it.

fuck my life

i cringe when people use this phrase. it's seemingly inane. things will pass and everything won't be much different. usually.

i say..fuck my life.

can't sleep. studies plan screwed up. monitor down. money all not coming in yet. lousy piece of shit of an association in singapore. lousy piece of shit at home rotting. friends all gooing somewhere and i'm still here. rotting. fuck. my. life.

i don't even feel like crying. i just want to lay down and die. fuckgetit. this is too much bad shit. what is it worth?

zen

without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. but unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.
-Shunryu Suzuki

note to God

if i wrote a note to God
i would speak what's in my soul
i'd ask for all the hate to be swept away
for love to overflow

if i wrote a note to God
i'd pour my heart out on each page
i'd ask for war to end
and for peace to mend this world

i'd say
i'd say
i'd say

give us the strength to make it through
help us find love, cause love is overdue
and it seems like so much is going wrong
on this road we're on

if i wrote a note to God
i'd say please help us find a way
end all the bitterness, put some tenderness
in our hearts

i'd say
i'd say
i'd say

give us the strength to make it through
help us find love, cause love is overdue
and it looks like we haven't got a clue
need some help from you

grant us the faith to carry on
give us hope when it seems all hope is gone
cause it seems like so much is going wrong
on this road we're on

no
no

We can't do it on our own

so
so

(give us the strength to make it through
help us find love, cause love is overdue)
and it looks like we haven't got a clue
need some help

grant us the faith to carry on
hope when it seems all hope is gone
cause it seems like so much is going wrong
on this road we're on

no
no
(no)we can't do it on our own

(so)
so

if i wrote a note to God
-Charice

some lines

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ok seriously..


trust men, and they will be true to you; treat them greatly, and they will show themselves great.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

though this is not true all the time. the reverse treatment will almost always breed negativity and distrust.

religion is for people who fear hell. spirituality is for those who have been there.
-Larry Fricks in Strong at the Broken Places, Richard M. Cohen

which are you?

oasis

today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
by now you shoulda, somehow, realized what you gotta do
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now

back beat, the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out
i'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now

and all the roads we have to walk are winding
and all the lights that lead us there are blinding
there are many things that i would like to say to you
but i don't know how

because maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall

today was gonna be the day but they'll never throw it back to you
by now you shoulda somehow realized what you're not to do
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now

and all the roads that lead you there were winding
and all the lights that light the way are blinding
there are many things that i would like to say to you
but i don't know how

i said maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall

i said maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall

i said maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
you're gonna be the one that saves me
you're gonna be the one that saves me
-Oasis, wonderwall

and all the roads that lead you there were winding
and all the lights that light the way are blinding
there are many things that i would like to say to you
but i don't know how

paths

some we chose. some are placed for us.

as we become older, we have more choices in them. we become more responsible for our future, even as our future becomes more narrow.

been really looking and thinking about what is next for me. not sure if i know where to go and what to do. have some ideas of what i hope to do. have some small steps taken. still quite..unsure.

as i close off some paths, some are opened. God is good.

i do not feel ecstatic about believing in God anymore. i simply do. it's just part of me. i do not show it strongly i think. i just pray and commune when i can. i am the quiet believer. is it enough?

battles

you may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.
— Margaret Thatcher

so smart this one is.

travel

The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see.
-GK Chesterton

empty dreams..

..of sand and fog.

building castles in the clouds of our molding. the value of which we, ourselves, are bound.

our world by which we live life is our own creation. the values and drive that fuels us is our operation boundaries.

we are nothing, that we cannot imagine.

you can leave archery. but archery is in your veins, it never leaves you.

it pushes you to be more. to be better. to do what makes yourself better.

archery loves you.

no country for old men

a man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.
-John Barrymore

mood is swinging around like some wicked pendulum. some times i just want to be alone and relax. another 5min down i want to beat someone up. give me another 10..i wish someone would stay with me and just be there and understand.

then i realize, i don't understand myself most times. i don't know why i do certain things or why i want to do what i want. i just want to. just feel like it.

attempts to modulate my moodiness is not really working. i can be seemingly fine, when i got to do my work. but once that is over, i get all confused inside again. what's with these!?

i'm unhappy with a lot of things. things i can do and cannot help. things i have no choice about. people i have around sometimes just pisses me off.

i am tired of these shit. i cannot stand people. i don't like crowds. i don't like groups. i just wish i could be somewhere with ALOT less people.

many things that i think that should be, isn't. all the things i hope to be, ain't happening. tired of trying. tired of going at it again. there don't seem to be a point.

the world have changed to be a stranger place than i can fathom.

india and back

delhi..new place for me. it's interesting. the physical locations. the way things are arranged and built and how the city is currently. the people..well, i can say they are people. not as bad and not as good as others. food was interesting. not too bad. grown to appreciate the spices.

dusty. dry. confusing. old. random. income gap.

i missed home while i was there.

now that i am home. i wish home was better. loud motors. retarded people.

i quite hate the way things are now. seems like only drastic actions can break me out of this cycle. i don't know.

trying to take things easy and do what i need to do. see how things turn out.

fuse getting shorter. moody.

one rant away!

growth

the need to be right all the time is the biggest bar to new ideas. it is better to have enough ideas for some of them to be wrong than to be always right by having no ideas at all.
— Edward de Bono

being able to grow is to make some mistakes and falling some of the time to learn new skills and test new ideas.

singapore have become a bad place to grow. pointing out mistakes have over shadowed what is being accomplished. what is wrong becomes more important that what is right or improved.

this kind of mentality have reduced people's willingness to try new things and speak up. have made us all zombies in the machine that is.

we should learn to accept that everyone makes mistakes and remember to encourage people to try new things and learn things on their own. also to experience new activities and test out new ideas.

if not, maybe soon, we will be so behind others that we will always be drones that mindlessly toil away and drudge our life away.

this invisible cage may be difficult to break, or even to acknowledge. but once we, as individuals feel it, we should decide to break out once a while or never at all.

everyone dies, but not everyone really lives.

best in life?

mongol general: Conan! what is best in life?
Conan: to crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women.
mongol general: that is good! that is good.

maybe that's why i feel depressed lately.

not been crushing anyone.
not been driving anyone before me.
or hearing any lamentations of anyone lately.

wicked!

education

the teacher who...is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.
- Kahlil Gibran

in old days, almost every culture values their teachers most. medicine-man, shaman, home tutors for rich families, lore-keepers and so on.

today..teachers are valued too little. we pay them meager amount. we restrict their power to discipline and teach our young. we reduce their work to mere results of a paper test.

the values of a society is reflective in who they pay more to. who they give more power to. today we pay people who play with our money more than those who educate our young. we pay more to those who make us look good than those who teach our young to learn that beauty is skin deep.

what a road we are on.

lost

'please stay who yo uare..please don't disappoint us.'

i don't know where, when or how. sorry.

iIf you are cast in a different mould to the majority, it is no merit of yours: nature did it.
- Charlotte Bronte

what fucking merit? it is of no merit or demerit.

sometimes it's joy other times it's pain. such is life. no more. no less. it's the throw of a dice by a unseen being. you just got to roll with it. some have it easier than others in appearance. but what do you know?

we don't know shit about anyone else.

zen dog

he knows not where he's going,
for the ocean will decide.
it's not the destination..
it's the glory of the ride!
-Edward Monkton

here and now

the world of books is the most remarkable creation of man. nothing else that he builds ever lasts. monuments fall, nations perish, civilizations grow old and die out; and, after an era of darkness, new races build others. but in the world of books are volumes that have seen this happen again and again, and yet live on, still young, still as fresh as the day they were written, still telling men's hearts of the hearts of men centuries dead.
- Clarence Day

the real world is not easy to live in. it is rough; it is slippery. without the most clear-eyed adjustments we fall and get crushed. a man must stay sober: not always, but most of the time.
- Clarence Day

quite some thoughts running in my mind. recurring thoughts and ideas. i cannot yet find the words to put them out. still cannot conceptualize them in the language that others can understand.

life have been pretty normal. work, play, sleep. some good times and some bad. happy times and some sad.

it's good to have friends around who cares enough to just listen and no bother if what you have done is right or wrong..and rather more worried about if you are alright and what you need to get it going again.

feels lonely and alone sometimes. but i know You are there. i can don't feel it, don't see it. but i know it. You are there. You saved me from certain harm and you are here with me.

hate / love

holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.
- buddha

i'm not too sure of the quote source..but nonetheless it's at least true in most cases.

not liking someone does not mean you cannot love that person. liking someone does not make you love that person.

like? love? figure it out.

i don't know what it means to anyone else. or myself perhaps.

tired of all these shit.

one punch at a time

i was feeling so down and out these few days..all snow balled from long ago..

been tough to relax and take things easy..so much work and responsibilities jammed into my life..really feel like running away..

been awhile since i attended service. today i went, but left early to do work. but slowly i felt better. i don't know why. i didn't feel connected to the service or anything..but as i do my work, i felt a sense that i can pull through and i just need to do what comes.

i know that. i knew that. but something in me didn't feel it. after today, i felt it more. still unsure and irritated, but i think i can manage.

food fills the body. thoughts fills the mind. prayer fills the spirit.
what fills the heart? love? not always. sometimes it's pain. what indeed..? mercy and grace from God perhaps. but for that..we need to let Him into our hearts.

satellite

are you out there? can you hear me?
do you know my whereabouts?
do you know what i'm all about?
through the static
you're so close, so far away

are you listening? i'm desperate
sendin' out an SOS
cause i'm lost, i must confess
throw a lifeline, i'm down here
drowning in the deepest part of me

satellite
can you feel me?
satellite
come and heal me
are you watching over me tonight?
i need to know you're out there

your lines open and receiving?
you know i got so much to say
i just don't wanna fade away
keep on talking cause you're keeping me alive

satellite
can you feel me?
satellite
come and heal me
are you watching over me tonight?
i need to know you're out there

everybody hurts
everybody cries
everybody needs someone
to save them sometimes

everybody hurts
everybody cries
everybody needs someone
to save them sometimes
save them sometimes

satellite
can you feel me?
satellite
come and heal me

satellite
can you feel me?
satellite
come and heal me
are you watching over me tonight?
i need to know you're out there

satellite
satellite
-Bon Jovi

sad but true

hey i’m your life
i’m the one who takes you there
hey i’m your life
i’m the one who cares
they, they betray
i’m your only true friend now
they, they’ll betray
i’m forever there

i’m your dream, make you real
i’m your eyes when you must steal
i’m your pain when you can’t feel
sad but true

i’m your dream, mind astray
i’m your eyes while you’re away
i’m your pain while you repay
you know it’s sad but true, sad but true

you, you’re my mask
you’re my cover, my shelter
you, you’re my mask
you’re the one who’s blamed
do, do my work
do my dirty work, scapegoat
do, do my deeds
for you’re the one who’s shamed

i’m your dream, make you real
i’m your eyes when you must steal
i’m your pain when you can’t feel
sad but true

i’m your dream, mind astray
i’m your eyes while you’re away
i’m your pain while you repay
you know it’s sad but true,sad but true

i'm your dream,
i'm your eyes,
i'm your pain

i'm your dream
i'm your eyes
i'm your pain

you know it's sad but true

hate, i’m your hate
i’m your hate when you want love
pay, pay the price
pay for nothing’s fair

hey, i’m your life
i’m the one who took you there
hey, i’m your life
and i no longer care

i’m your dream, make you real
i’m your eyes when you must steal
i’m your pain when you can’t feel
sad but true

i’m your truth, telling lies
i’m your reasoned alibis
i’m inside open your eyes
i’m you

sad but true
-Metallica

broken dreams. goals diverted. paths muddled. we all change. sad but true.

world. life. people. society. so disappointing. meh.

do you have a dream?

there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. no one can avoid them. but it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting for.
— Paulo Coelho

what are you fighting for?

what are you living for?

Zvarri!

It is impossible to defeat an ignorant man in argument.
-William Gibbs McAdoo, 46th United States Secretary of the Treasury

smart dude that one.

learned

Education is what survives when what has been learned has been forgotten.
— B.F. Skinner

it is my opinion that many people in Singapore, maybe the world at large, have failed to acquire an education.

they do things without regard to the well being of their equals. perhaps worse, they do not treat others as equals. many regard animals as free to kill and profit from. they treat the earth as a given resource to exploit, to gain more inconsequential material items. yet, many of these items have no value other than to be a boost their frail ego.

what do they think when others do the same to them in return? some learn to be less intrusive, many do not. many are blind.

if education does not teach one how to operate in the society in a manner that is acceptable, then the society will simply lower it's expectations of what is acceptable. because too many people are doing something, no one is willing to take steps to stop it anymore.

what was not acceptable slowly gains a foothold to be acceptable. no doubt the society is a living state, it will change. it's inhabitants must decide what is and what is not acceptable.

is it acceptable for a primary school boy to walk and throw away wrappings from a toy on the ground? who is there to educate him? the maid? strangers on the street? the cleaner?

is it acceptable for one to ignore traffic signs and squeeze into the yellow box to try to go faster? all while jamming up the entire lane from the other direction?

fine works only if there are people to catch them to fine them. even then, the people may shrug at the low amount of fines.


if the people cannot be educated, what can be done?

we're doomed.

real life

i wish that life was like it is in the movies
'cause the hero always gets his way
no matter how hard it gets on that dark lonely road
at the end he's got a smile on his face
but when they threw me out to the lions
no one saved me as i fell from your grace
and no one wrote me new lines for what i said wrong
what i did wrong i could not erase

this is real life
this is real love
this is real pain that much i'm sure of
these are real tears
these are real fears inside that i can't hide

i wish that i could be your white knight in armor
with an army just to bring you back home
but I'll admit i'm scared of dialing your number
someone else is gonna answer the phone
why can't it be like it is on TV?
when the orchestra plays and you come back to me

this is real life
this is real love
this is real pain that much i'm sure of
these are real tears
these are real fears inside i can't hide
this real life
this real love
these are real wounds I'm bleeding from
and i realize this real

i always thought that our love was a storybook tale
God knows that i never dreamed in the end it would fail

'cause this is real life
this is real love
this is real pain that much i'm sure of
these are real tears
these are real fears inside, i can't hide
this real life
this is real love
these are real wounds i'm bleeding from
when i realize this real...
-Jon Bon Jovi

life don't always give you a second chance.

as we go on

as i go on in life, these days especially, i find myself having more questions.

questions about the society's direction. questions about human's humanity. questions about what exactly one wants and how do you know it is. also questions about 'WHY THE HECK ARE SOME PEOPLE ALIVE?!?!?!?!'

just creating problems for all. just hanging on to shreds of dignity and shooting off from the gaping maw that spews brain dead statements.

it really tests my patience. it really tests my control. if i was 10 years younger, i would rip his face off.

some days i don't want to get up. getting up means facing this torrent of bullshit and holding my face like a statue and doing what's 'professional'. being professional means doing your job and sacrificing some of your self/time to get it done? what does it really mean? where is the heart in doing things? where is the desire for the country? for the greater good and progress of all?

i am too naive. my ideals are not for these crazee times. these times..these crazy times calls for crazy response. but i can't. i have a job to do. i have responsibilities to fulfill. i cannot be myself. i cannot act on what i think. i cannot say what i thunk.

i am tired. tired of this charade. this nonsensical dance of words that leave everyone drained and feeling lost.

God..you have a plan. i believe you have a plan for all of us. right now it's hard for me to see and feel. but i will believe, for i have felt your goodness and not forgotten your grace and mercy.

they don't care about us

skin head, dead head
everybody gone bad
situation, aggravation
everybody allegation
in the suite, on the news
everybody dog food
bang bang, shot dead
everybody's gone mad

all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us
all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us

beat me, hate me
you can never break me
will me, thrill me
you can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
everybody do me
kick me, kike me
don't you black or white me

all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us
all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us

tell me what has become of my life
i have a wife and two children who love me
i am the victim of police brutality, now
i'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
you're rapin' me of my pride
oh, for God's sake
i look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
set me free

skin head, dead head
everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
everybody allegation
in the suite, on the news
everybody dog food
black man, black male
throw your brother in jail

all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us
all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us

tell me what has become of my rights
am i invisible because you ignore me?
your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
i'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
they're throwing me in a class with a bad name
i can't believe this is the land from which i came
you know i do really hate to say it
the government don't wanna see
but if Roosevelt was livin'
he wouldn't let this be, no, no

skin head, dead head
everybody gone bad
situation, speculation
everybody litigation
beat me, bash me
you can never trash me
hit me, kick me
you can never get me

all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us
all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us

some things in life they just don't wanna see
but if Martin Luther was livin'
he wouldn't let this be

skin head, dead head
everybody gone bad
situation, segregation
everybody allegation
in the suite, on the news
everybody dog food
kick me, strike me
don't you wrong or right me

all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us
all i wanna say is that
they don't really care about us
-Michael Jackson

insight

how we look at other people's problems and issues determines how we feel about them and how we deal with them.

what can we know about their lives? how can we, anything but, scratch the surface and see only the shell?

am reading dreams from my father at the airport. waiting for a friend to arrive to leave. airport..where lives meet and separate. where people smile and laught. where others cry and despair. reaching out to some who never return. to catch those who finally have their feet planted where it belongs.

airports give me a sense of hope and fear at the same time. with all it brings and all it takes away.

sometimes what we see in others are only the issues that deals with other people. the issues on this earth.

but what about deep down? the issues that no one else knows about..the thoughts that keep one awake and silently pray each night. the unseen fears that drives one to excel where others can see. the dreams that vanishes each dawn. the hurt that cannot be washed away and the tears that doesn't flow anymore.

how about those hopes. those aspirations that reaches even the heavens. the fears that are contained in a even greater possibility. the disappointments that are constantly replaced by even more daring ideas. the reaching out for greatness that begins by reaching inward for strength. the endurance that is forged by daily renewal of hope.

of these, what can we know of a person? what words can describe and what ears can hear, can the heart feel?

who can we truly understand and understand us in return? mere exchange of words will not satisfy. the bond that requires no words and transcends distance.

who do we have in our lives that we have this bond with?

if there is no one on this earth, look to the heavens and feel in your heart.

past year

i have not been up to the standard on the attempt to write more on my blog.

i have not been satisfied to live life as alive as i want it to be.

i have not learnt or experienced enough the past year.

more to come this year.

be strong

i felt my days are not good these days. i complain and get depressed. i think about what i should do and what i want to do.

then i am thrown an article.
http://www.jsonline.com/news/wisconsin/64677772.html

reading it i felt that i have been so blessed and fortunate. and i have been selfish. i have been blind-sided and careless. i am humbled.

thank you, Lord. for making me open my eyes and for breaking my heart in a way that makes me love Your people again.

days gone by..goes by..

cannot sleep these days. it's like..i feel tired but yet something is keeping me awake.

feels bothered by stuff..don't really know what. i mean things are not running as i think they should, but that's nothing new. everything in the world is pretty fucked up.

there are people who don't care about the future, don't care about others, some don't even care about themselves and just want to make others hurt. i mean..what is the world coming to? not that i expect everyone to think like me..but there is no logic to their actions that i can see. if it's differing opinion on what is better, how to get it done..i can understand and swallow that, somehow. but when people do things that are outright retarded and it seems to me it's simply an act of psychological masturbation or ego boost or whatever you want to call it, it makes me pissed off much.

i don't really know what i am unhappy about. or what i am bothered by. there are so many little things and a few bigger things. perhaps just feeling that things are not going well. and not chance of it going well anytime soon.

pretty tired and depressed lately. just want to sleep and relax. but nothing entertains me or make me look forward to anything. i don't even feel like reading or playing games. i just sit around and do nothing. read random news and stuff.

lost. try to rest again.

dumb luck

i go through most years without falling seriously sick or terribly injured. that's pretty much luck considering how i don't take care of my diet and do silly shit every once a while.

then i have to fall and take four stitches on my right hand. exit from a cab and fell. dumb luck.

trying to keep body in better shape and eat healthier. i don't want to feel out of breath after climbing stairs.

i can still remember how i can rush everywhere and feel fit like a fiddle. getting older, but not going to just let that get in my way of being fit. got to keep up with my students at least. haha.

it won't be as easy as when i was younger..but still..you know..got to do it.

yeah. luck is for those who are not prepared.

Angel

spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
i need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
i'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
-Sarah Mclachlan

Sports

Sport is singularly able to give us peak experiences where we feel completely with the world and transcend all conflicts as we finally become our potential.
-George A. Sheehan

Ulsan - Archery Wolrd Championships

news worthy!

singaporean archer rewrites national record at archery wolrd champs..!!

korean archers rewrites world record for 90m, FITA and team total score..!!

few more days to go..!

writing

i think my writing have gone seriously kaput.

when i read my older writings and stuff, it seems as if i could possibly improve on that and be happy.now when i writ anything it feels so difficult to get a good flow and present ideas well. it's like there was something that just allows the words to come and form up nicely that conjures the image that i want to present. i find it hard to do that now.

i have read more and listened more. something else have changed.

maybe i am tired from work. all the paper work and mountains of forms from the ssc is making me dull.

maybe i am just more theoretical and abstract. like i can think and imagine more complex stuff but my vocab and language skills are lacking and is letting me down.

maybe, i just never had it in me to write any better. i just had a few good nights to type out things that i think fit what i feel.

maybe i am just less inclined to put things out in words. it's like, the passion for expressing is not there anymore. i feel it and deal with it. there is less need to put it all out.

maybe i just need to drink more whiskey then start writing..=)

anyway..will attempt to write more and find my style, however good or bad it is. i do enjoy writing stuff and putting ideas into words, just need to get down to it, make it a habit and practice.

even talented people need to practice to sharpen their skills to be a master. much less to say about me without much talent.

mess

my room is a huge mess. so much work stuff all over the place.

my life is abit of a mess. so many thigns to do, so little time. so many choices, so little freedom. so tired..so little peace of mind.

work is..tiring. under paid and over work is the norm in developed countries? other than those high flyers, we the gears, grind and turn and work the machine without much appreciation.

modern life. bleah.

there are things to look forward to..just sometimes other things loom so large that they block out the good things in life. maybe cause i do not know how to see them or to stay focus..?

asking why is pretty much useless. all there is left to ask is 'when'?

polar

extremes.

there are two things i really want to do right now.

1 - sleep. hope i can fall asleep and rest well.

2 - i want to go on a massacre. there seems to be more people getting on my 'if there is no law..' list.

oh well..it's not like i am angry at them. it's just that they are threat to stability of the society as a general thing and that they do not care. if they do not care and use the law to protect them from harm while causing harm lawfully, then it makes me want to do something about it.

anyway..sleepZ.

maybe..

if i wasn't so beat i'll post something more meaningful.

but for now..i need to rest for the long weekend....

ha ha ha..

what a joke. on the forum.

if you know. you know. if not..oh well.

ha ha ha.

reaching for the stars is like reaching for breast.
getting there doesn't means that you'll be welcome.
-asofterworld.com

wow

short trip

had a rather fruitful trip.

both in terms of building myself and relating to others. learned some stuff and hopefully, helped people.

good thing we came back when we did. now all flights grounded and flooded around there.

God provides, guides and shelters.

the troublemaker

the mouth is. or in this age, the fingers as well.

what we say or type can create alot of trouble.

Mat 15:17 Do not ye yet understand, that whatsoever entereth in at the mouth goeth into the belly, and is cast out into the draught?
Mat 15:18 But those things which proceed out of the mouth come forth from the heart; and they defile the man.
Mat 15:19 For out of the heart proceed evil thoughts, murders, adulteries, fornications, thefts, false witness, blasphemies:
Mat 15:20 These are [the things] which defile a man: but to eat with unwashen hands defileth not a man.

i remember i heard in a sermon we should always watch what we say to others. as our words can heal or can kill. before saying something, think, 'Is it necessary?', 'Will it harm others?'

i think many of us can learn to speak less and think about what comes out of our mouths. for me, i try but still fall short. every night as i take stock, i find that i still say many unfruitful things and even harmful thing.

shall attempt to be more careful. speak things that give aid to others, that adds to people and make us better.

is it too high an aim?

grr

i hate my life. and myself. now.

shit loads of things to do and i am giving up my own things to help others.

i really want a break..but nowhere to be found yet.

will ask for one soon. soon.

we are all children

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQLfJG1hmcM&feature=related

Earth Song - Michael Jackson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqeADZgjtpY

what about sunrise
what about rain
what about all the things
that you said we were to gain
what about killing fields
is there a time
what about all the things
that you said was yours and mine
did you ever stop to notice
all the blood we've shed before
did you ever stop to notice
the crying Earth its weeping shores?

aaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaah

what have we done to the world
look what we've done
what about all the peace
that you pledge your only son
hat about flowering fields
is there a time
what about all the dreams
that you said was yours and mine
did you ever stop to notice
all the children dead from war
did you ever stop to notice
the crying Earth its weeping shores

aaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaah

i used to dream
i used to glance beyond the stars
now i don't know where we are
although i know we've drifted far

aaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaah
aaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaah

hey, what about yesterday (what about us)
what about the seas (what about us)
the heavens are falling down (what about us)
i can't even breathe (what about us)
what about Africans (what about us)
i ain't even you (what about us)
what about nature's worth (ooh ooh)
it's our planet's womb (what about us)

what about animals (what about it)
turned kingdoms to dust (what about us)
what about elephants (what about us)
have we lost their trust (what about us)
what about crying whales (what about us)
ravaging the seas (what about us)
what about forest trails (ooh ooh)
burnt despite our pleas (what about us)

what about the holy land (what about it)
torn apart by greed (what about us)
what about the common man (what about us)
can't we set him free (what about us)
what about children dying (what about us)
can't you hear them cry (what about us)
where did we go wrong (ooh ooh)
someone tell me why (what about us)

what about baby boy (what about it)
what about the days (what about us)
what about all their joy (what about us)
what about the man (what about us)
what about the crying man (what about us)
what about Abraham (what about us)
what about death again (ooh ooh)
do we give a damn?!?!
-Michael Jackson

Earth is too good for humans.

mind gym

The quality of a person's life is in direct proportion to their commitment to excellence, regardless of their chosen field. - Vince Lombardi

life changing

i wish.

life now is just freaking sad. i don't ever get to do what i want anymore.

raged against the 'some person you know'

what the fuck

i hate this shit.

people. people people. people people people.

we are all flawed. can't we just be more accepting and encouraging?

remove the log in your eye before removing the speck of dust in your brother's eye.

well i'm so far away the step that take's on my way home
a king's ransom in dimes I'd give each night
to see through this pay phone
still i run out of time or it's hard to get through
till the bird on the wire flies me back to
you i'll just close my eyes, whisper baby blind love is true
-Jon Bon Jovi

moody

blah blah blah.

angel

spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
i need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
i'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort there
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
-Sarah Mclachlan

tough enough?

the most important attribute a player must have is mental toughness.
-Mia Hamm

mind games

the mind is a powerful thing and most people don't use it properly.
-Mark McGwire

to be good..

you have to train your mind like you train your body. Bruce Jenner

follow you hom

well you can dig me up a grave
and try and stick me in the ground
well you can tie me to the bed
and try and beat me half to death
but you can never keep me down
well you can stick me in a hole
and you can pray all day for rain
you can shoot me in the leg
just to try to make me beg
and you can leave me there for days

and i'll stay alive
just to follow you home
and i will survive
'cause you're my Mississippi princess
you're my California queen
like the duchess of Detroit
and every city in between
you can slap me in the face
you can scream profanity
leave me here to die alone but
i'll still follow you home
i'll still follow you home

you can make a couple calls
and tell your brothers i'm in town
put a bounty on my head
and tell my parents that i'm dead
and hope to hell i'm never found
you can steal me the keys
to your daddy's Cadillac
you can tamper with the brakes
call it a mistake
and pray i'm never coming back

you can dig me up a grave
and try and stick me in the ground
you can tie me to the bed
and try and beat me half to death
but you can never keep me down

and i will survive
'cause you're my Mississippi princess
you're my California queen
like the duchess of Detroit
and every city in between
you can slap me in the face
you can scream profanity
leave me here to die alone but
i'll still follow you home
i'll still follow you home
-Nickleback

creepy..heh. sometimes i feel exactly that, nothing is going to stop me! sometimes..

wishing..

wishing you were somehow here again..
wishing you were somehow near..
Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed,
somehow you would be here..

still like this much.

iris

and i'd give up forever to touch you
cause i know that you feel me somehow
you're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be
and i don't want to go home right now

and all i can taste is this moment
and all i can breathe is your life
cause sooner or later it's over
i just don't want to miss you tonight

and i don't want the world to see me
cause I don't think that they'd understand
when everything's made to be broken
i just want you to know who i am

and you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
or the moment of truth in your lies
when everything seems like the movies
yeah you bleed just to know your alive

and i don't want the world to see me
cause i don't think that they'd understand
when everything's made to be broken
i just want you to know who i am

i don't want the world to see me
cause i don't think that they'd understand
when everything's made to be broken
i just want you to know who i am

i just want you to know who i am
i just want you to know who i am
i just want you to know who i am
i just want you to know who i am
-Goo Goo Dolls

far away

this time, this place
misused, mistakes
too long, too late
who was i to make you wait
just one chance
just one breath
just in case there's just one left
'cause you know,
you know, you know

that i love you
i have loved you all along
and i miss you
been far away for far too long
i keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
stop breathing if
i don't see you anymore

on my knees, i'll ask
last chance for one last dance
'cause with you, i'd withstand
all of hell to hold your hand
i'd give it all
i'd give for us
give anything but i won't give up
'cause you know,
you know, you know

so far away
been far away for far too long
so far away
been far away for far too long
but you know, you know, you know

i wanted
i wanted you to stay
'cause i needed
i need to hear you say
that i love you
i have loved you all along
and i forgive you
for being away for far too long
so keep breathing
'cause i'm not leaving you anymore
believe it
hold on to me and, never let me go
keep breathing
'cause i'm not leaving you anymore
believe it
hold on to me and, never let me go
keep breathing
hold on to me and, never let me go
keep breathing
hold on to me and, never let me go
-Nickleback

another nicikleback song that grew on me. few more will reach out to me i think..all pretty good. glad that i got the album for someone else. =)

unbelievable

there are some people in Singapore, who wants the government to disclose how and what lead to the arrest of MSK.

for transparency.

if you are one of those. go to a tall building. shout your request to the heavens. then jump. please. thank you very much.

what mar-duh school you come from? which cumpong you live in? what is in your cranial cavity? Or..are you actually a terrorist?

simply unbelievable.

i did not say 'jump down'. i said 'jump'.
if you jumped down and died or suffered any injuries, you can blame your lousy understanding of the English language.