Tuesday, April 26, 2005

one tuesday afternoon

quote of the day:
norman, raymong and i in the workroom.
norman: "hey if you liked speed i think you should like shits like SHE"
me:" no i never liked SHE, come on"
Mervin:"oh my god, 3 guys talking about SHE, what could be worse than that?"
Issac:"4 guys talking about SHE".
highlight of the day
ms lai let me into the workroom. radical.

Monday, April 25, 2005

what in the world

today, raymond revealed to me his lastest conspiracy-that aliens do exist in this world and that they live among us. citing very reliable and first hand accounts, he told me that in his secondary school, he had a geography teacher. immediately, we can classify this as a primary source and hence a fairly accurate one. he then went on to say that his geography teacher kept saying that he himself was from mars and he liked to eat mars chocolate bars and so on. wonderful qualifying statements. then one day, the teacher just disappeared. therefore raymond concluded that his teacher was an alien. brilliant.
let us all take one minute now to reflect in slience.
in other painful news, my family was having dinner just now and my dad was complaining about how his secondary school days sucked because he never passed up his art homework. he complained that when he did his work, the teacher didn't check, and when he didn't do his work, his teacher would check.
teacher:" keong, where's your work?"
my dad:" sorry cher, never do/bring"
teacher:"oh ok, let me give you a medicine to remind you." teacher then goes to the chalkboard and rubs his hands with chalk and gives my father one tight slap on the face. wow. ok back then apparently the teachers were allowed to slap students.
i know norman would be happy.

Sunday, April 24, 2005

as i walk in the forest

i just want someone who'll say," i'll walk you out", when i tell everyone that i'm leaving the place. i wanna tell someone,"i'll walk you out", and not have her think i'm a freak or if there's something weird going on with me. i want someone to tell me, " i don't care about your slanted shoulders, i want to rest my head on them." i want someone to tell me, "i don't care about your rough hands, my smoothness will couple them."
in other less depressing news, i just read the poem, "the nightingale" by coleridge. i am now officially the biggest fan of coleridge. i love him, in a non gay sense, and yea anyway he has long departed this world. it's simply out of this world. it's like the last time i blogged about him was when i read "the rime of the ancient mariner" finish and was so in awe, just like i am now after the "nightingale". he's brilliant.
i think modern poetry sucks. i really love romantic poems and victorian plays and novels. shakespeare's in da hood too i reckon, but i guess he's kinda old school. peace out.
zounds!

Friday, April 22, 2005

construction

hey guys
i made some renovations to the side of the page. yea the different columns and all. enjoy!
oh yea, the scrolling lyrics has also changed.
it's by this band called "never heard of it".

Sunday, April 17, 2005

One Year Six Months

i love this song by yellowcard

Sew this up with threads of reason and regret
So I will not forget. I will not forget
How this felt one year six months ago
I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget

I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you

I can tell that you don't know me anymore
It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
And being on this road is anything but sure
Maybe we'll forget, I hope we don't forget

I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you

So many nights, legs tangled tight
Wrap me up in a dream with you
Close up these eyes, try not to cry
All that I've got to pull me through is memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you

I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that we can share
Falling into memories of you and things we used to do

ankle socks at hans

hey guys. sorry i haven't been updating very much these few days. yea i'm busy studying.ok for those of you who believed that sentence, please read my past entries from the begining so that you guys can know that i'm a full fledged(is this how you spell it?) slacker.
yea anyway, yesterday was the first time in my life that i dreamt the same dream twice. i mean i had the feeling that i have repeated dreams before, but this one i can be certain of, because the first time i dreamt it, i told the guys in my class about it. the oxford boys, yea that dream. anyways, last night i dreamt that i was back there, and in my dream, i was thinking to myself,
"hey this is not a dream anymore and i have all the time in the world so i can go shopping" i remember the words, "8 hours" came up. woah, talk about a shopaholic. girls, time to be jealous, for i get to shop in my dreams.
i would buy some ankle socks, then go to hans for a good cup of coffee.
btw, i composed a dashboard confessional medley, yea for those of you who wanna see the lyrics and hear a toad croaking, tell me.

Saturday, April 09, 2005

good or bad?

i onced lied to a girl. i told her i was taking bus 10 instead of bus 14 cuz i knew she was taking 10 and i just wanted to spend more time with her. we spoke a few sentences on the bus. i got off one stop after she alighted, not knowing where in the world i was. i flagged a taxi and went home after that, paying the midnight charge.

new pics

hey guys
2 new galleries of 04A1A updated
enjoy!