conversation of the day

Kelvin: you know why i'm always late? cos i hate to wait for people.
Angela: oh i love waiting for people. it's like my hobbie lah.

i love my class

the 4th day

samuel johnson once wrote, " Hope is itself a species of happiness, and, perhaps, the chief happiness which this world affords."

i'm trying desperately to find myself. i'm struggling, and the spears and arrows the enemy throws at me isn't helping. they pull me back, and some even pierce my eyes, such that i cannot see. then again i deserve it, for when i could see, i chose not to see, and i let all the light in my world go...i let it go. i let down my shields, and look how badly i'm battered.a fallen soldier. and now the enemy waits, to see if he will arise, if he will stand from his wounds. the enemy has a new battalion of arrows ready. aimed and ready. i will rise, then i will taste the pain of the arrows again. but i will rise again.

where you end, and i begin

Oscar Wilde once said, " my great mistake, the fault for which i can't forgive myself, is that one day i ceased my obstinate pursuit of my own individuality."

Where do we find ourselves?
i can't understand why so many people preoccupy themselves with the question of "what is life". i favour to think that what actually leads them to question, is the fact that they do not even know what the question itself is.
this time i lost myself, or rather, i found myself lost. now, i don't know where i am, who i am. i thought i knew, oh, everyone thinks they know themselves; and it takes something like this to wake them up from slumber. spring is here, and it isn't pretty, because you choose for it not to be pretty. it could have been great; sweet scented flowers, warm bathing sunshine, colours everywhere, white fluffy clouds upon light blue skies, the sound of birds singing sweet melodies upon rosewood trees. it could have been. it should have been. so what do we do now? what do i do now? lie on soft grass and never get up from the comfort? quit? give-up? No. this time, i lost myself. i don't know who i am anymore. i thought i knew me...oh i so thought i knew me. then again surprises happen, don't they? so right now, i'm gonna begin the toughest fight of my life, and hell, i'm gonna give it the most i got, i'm gonna give my demons hell.
if this is tragedy, then give me tragedy.

poems

i decided to post some of my poems online. the link is on the right hand side of the page. do leave comments on the tagboard here, it'll be very much appreciated. thanks

it's not me, it's always not me

Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

it's funny, just 2 days ago i was on top of the world...now i'm at the bottom of the darkest abyss, not known to man. it is as arcite said , "syn fortune is chaungable", and as theseus had put it in simple terms, all of us fall victim to cas, or forune, fortuna's wheel, whatever you want to call it. one day you could be at the top of the wheel, and the next, by some cruel judgement you spin to the bottom, and against gravity you are useless against your miserable fate. i am at the bottom.

The destiny, general minister,
That executes in the world everywhere
The providence that God has foreseen,
So strong it is that, though the world had sworn
The contrary of a thing by yes or no,
Yet sometimes it shall happen on one day
That happens not again in a thousand years.

birthday

without a doubt, this is my best birthday ever! i love 04a1a so much now, i could just hug all of them!!! then of course norman will go "gay!!!!!! get away from me!!". hahaha! thanks so much guys for making my birthday such a wonderful and unforgettable one! the presents you all gave were sooo sooo great!!!!!!! haha, i'm so excited now. thanks emily and angela for getting me the book on dating...ahem ahem..hahahaha! it's really great :) i'll be sure to spend endless hours over it now the prelims are over haha. thanks kelvin for getting me the aftershave and colonge. haha, ok i get it i smell bad! haha thanks thanks so much! and guys, oh man guys, how could i thank you enough??? it's brilliant i tell you, the book you gave me. spectacular! i love it. in conclusion, i love all my presents equally the same, just like i love you guys so much!!!!! hahhaa. thanks(in alphabetical order...so you won't say i'm like biased or anything hahaha) to alvyn, angela, daniel, emily, kelvin, michelle, norman, raymond and wei kee for coming down to celebrate my birthday!! it was great. thanks so much guys, you really tounched my heart :)

Lauren Graham

Lauren Graham is sooooooooooo pretty!!! hands down she was the prettiest in the emmy's this year.
here's another reason to watch the best show on earth-Gilmore Girls.

for you to notice the sharp hint of new tears

The hint of these new tears are sharp I try to hold them back. Its useless. I am useless against them. They are beating me with ease. On the way home this car hears my confessions. I think tonight i'll take the long way.

But for now I'll look so longingly waiting... For you to want me, for you need me, for you to notice me

i had a dream last night so powerful and so aggressive that it left me in tears and wailings when i woke up. the dream pretty much sumed up my life so far. mentally exhausted.

6 days, 6 more days to end of prelims and my birthday! cheers

surface vs reality

i fought alongside Napoleon and his armies at the battle of waterloo yesterday. witnessed his defeat. it was ugly, but i managed to escape. so i ran and ran to the english countryside. met a group of people walking. found out there were a couple of Elliots, Musgroves and i think a wentworth somewhere along. they seemed quite pleasant, walking on their way to winthrope, so i followed. noticed in particular this anne. made it known to her sister, mary, and the latter told me that anne was already interested in wentworth. i felt sad. my footsteps slowed down, and pretty soon, the group was nothing but small spots in the distance. i felt a tap on my shoulder. looked around and saw a man behind me. he introduced himself as iago and told me that he had witnessed all that happened during the walk. he then offered to conspire with me to put wentworth out of the equation and assure me anne's hand. i sensed a strange, devilish presence within him, so i declined, and left.
continuing on my escape, i passed by a solitary cottage. politely, i knocked and entered when a woman's voice told me to. the room was dimly lit, but i could make out 3 figures, 2 women and 1 man. i settled myself into a corner and was contended to simply to eat the food the lady of the house had given me. i overhead a plot of intrigue, one where the lady of the house would be willing to take the place of the other lady in sleeping with another man. there was something strangely familiar about the man, but i just couldn't put my finger to it.
pretty soon, it grew dark, and because of the inconveniences i thought i would impose upon the lady, i left the cottage under the cover of darkness. walking along, i reached the edge of a forest. from within i could hear the sweet melodies of nightingales, and even the murmur of human voices. coming into a clearing, i saw 2 men and 1 woman. they were staring at the trees, enjoying the sounds of nature. it seemed pure joyance. i decided not to break the silence, and proceeded on.
being too tied to continue, i fell into a deep sleep beside a mossy bridge. i had a dream and in it, i saw a tournament involving knights. about two hundred knights were in a stadium fighting, but there was no blood. finally, one of the knights was proclaimed victorious. however, something happened in the ground that threw his horse into a wild frenzy and made the knight fall off. he looked seriously injured. then my dream changed scenes, and i was in a room. the knight was not to be seen. instead i saw another knight, the injured knight's opponent, i recognised. he was being married to a fair lady. i woke up.
walking further, i reached a huge mansion. to make the story short, i will not tell you that i made friends with the owner of the house, borrowed some money from him by threatening to reveal his dual identity secret(oh stop being so serious, this is so trivial), and bought myself a ship ride out of the country.
i ended up in this place where i saw a lot of weird people i had never seen before. they were thin, face black with soot and coal, carrying sacks of grain or whatever it was they were unloading from the ships. the men had long ponytailed hair, and there were no women around. a few englishmen i could see, but only a few. where was this place??? i walked further up, and from nowhere, a paper descended from the sky. it read:
"wait here for about a 130 years-home"

yi4 ge4 feng1 he2 ri4 li4 de4 zao3 shang4
a summation of my 12 years of learning chinese

'Sven-Goran Eriksson insisted he would not quit as England coach after Wednesday's shock 1-0 qualifying defeat to Northern Ireland in Belfast.
"I'm not going to resign. I'm going to try to make it right. In October, win two games and we qualify," he said.'

you don't have to quit, just change your crappy 4-5-1 formation..

excessively emo

The Return of the King

Theoden: Eomer. Take your Èored down the left flank. Gamling, follow the King's banner down the center. Grimbold, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise. Arise, Riders of ThÈoden. Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. A sword day... a red day... ere the sun rises.
Eowyn: What ever happens, stay with me. I'll look after you.
[the King rides past his men, hitting their spears with his sword as he goes]
Theoden: Ride now... Ride now... Ride. Ride for ruin and the world's ending.
[He stops and prepares to face Sauron's army]
Theoden: Death!
Rohirrim: Death!
Theoden: Death!
Rohirrim: Death!
Theoden: DEATH!
Eowyn, Merry, Rohirrim: Death!
Theoden: Forth, Eorlingas!

Haka

Ka Mate! Ka Mate!
Ka Ora! Ka Ora!
Tenei te ta ngata puhuru huru
Nana nei i tiki mai

Whakawhiti te ra
A upane ka upane!
A upane kaupane whiti te ra!
Hi!!

English Translation:
It is death! It is death!
It is life! It is life!
This is the hairy person
Who caused the sun to shine
Keep abreast! Keep abreast
The rank! Hold fast!
Into the sun that shines!