Saturday, November 7, 2009
8:58 AM
Dunno what to type.
My entries getting shorter & shorter.
I muz b really mad to walk from Parklane back home.
Where are you when those gaps need to be filled in? =((
NCO camp.. the drummer & rain???
The Vampire memories...
Thursday, November 5, 2009
7:22 AM
Juz like a kid throwing temper..
& his naive-ness.
+ his inability to steer in this lost world.
Controlling you was a mistake? Or you'd prefer I don't even want to know where'd you'll be hanging out with Or even planned something?
The Vampire memories...
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
6:36 AM
Today looks like today.
Yesterday is juz like today's yesterday.
Friday's my juniors POP (same as yours)
If there's fate, we might meet.
Your sista's juniors, your juniors.
Why is it that when you wan something, you juz dun wan to speak it from your mouth?
Juz like when you were outside my sec sch tt time?
The Vampire memories...
Monday, November 2, 2009
6:09 AM
I removed the past, with no efforts of trying to remember them anymore.
I limit my posts to 5, to prevent the outflow of any other thoughts.
& juz let the day roll.. the time flow..
Let them take me away from this place as I watch the day unfold.
Ord.. but it doesn't feel like.
The Vampire memories...
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
6:02 AM
Life is full of surprises.. Today down with a slight flu, but enough to make me tired and draggy. Was still managing my stuff as usual and finally left office at 5.30pm with closing.. Dragged myself off the bus stop to realise the 177 was going up the slope.. #%$&*^&*% but I look at the crowd waiting for the one and only bus up the hill.. I also sian diaox.. 75 bus stop and 75 came.. go and slept...
Awoke near Great World. Surprise came here, the bus reach at Outram MRT station like the whole bus empty. Left only 1 girl sitting infront. She looked lost. I was so tempted to use "you know where u going or not?" as a starter, but figured it out it's dumb. LOL. So as i got up, I realise there's another girl infront. Faints* She smiled at me. Kindly funny.. but well, both also pretty. So, all the effort of dragging myself walk like the distance of 4 bus stops was worth that? My flu got better with the bit of rest i caught on the bus. What a way to spend surprise really =.-
I still need to rest. Somehow today is my only rest day..thurs band stuff, friday Seehui, sat Bros, sunday band and probably the cycle starts again.
Today.. suddenly had the heart to piano, is it that my emotions needed repairing? Why the detached feeling from me is now gone.. I have such a strong fill to slash out all the things in my piano.. Piano is 1 thing. Another thing is my future. Part of this links up to my ytd thoughts.. I have interest in anime becoz of my trait in creativity, yet I'm into music. Secondary is economics which I've thought of it. Mainly is teaching. Coming to almost this crossroad, I did asked myself in 10 years time, would you want to be a teacher? Yes I would say, but being a teacher would lend me anywhere? Probably I know this is part of goals setting.. Time to open up the topics which I've been avoiding in me? I juz scared that interest clashes sometimes.
Let's finish up yesterday's thoughts on animation & joanne.
["Don't you tink that it's better for both of us not to be together?"
That phase, that place rolled up into a arrow and pierced the throbbing heart bounded together in chains.
As if the heart was made of glass, the huge shattering of the impact showed a large hole in the heart.
The surrounding walls gave way and creaked, looking as if the creaks were trying to escape out of the entire glass heart. Within the next beat, the awfully creaked scarred heart shattered and dropped in large shimmering pieces to the bottom of the pit. The penetrated arrow disappeared into thin air, but leaving behind a dark coat of blackish liquid flowing from where the whole heart was originally held. As pieces of the heart fell with the black liquid raining on them, the chains held in place were moving. Moving downwards as if some invisible force has tore it from it's grip on the heart.
The chains fell alongside with the disintegrating heart, the heart is free at last. Freed in pieces and never to be held together the same once more. As the shimmering pieces fell and crashed heavily to the pit's floor, they disperse into smaller pieces. Those shimmering pieces which contained memories together, happiness, sadness and all the emotions were now torn. Drenched with the black erasing liquid left from the arrow, these shiny and colourful pieces dissolves to dull and hard patches. The chain which now rests at the pit disappears from the erosion of the black liquid, freeing the mind of the "bound" to a girl forever, yet there is no sense of joy from freedom. Nor happiness or anything worth celebrating for. There was no feel, except a huge overwhelm of pain, no numbness. The now left memory pieces pricked the nerves and blood streams, as though they were being freed, pieced these areas trying to get out.
It only meant the user was in great depths of pain and only to realise.. it's too numb to feel that tears actually were rolling out of his eyes.
It wasn't over, for not all the pieces are changed to patches. They would look like plastics waiting to be buried, and hoping to be degradable to patches soon. A wishful thinking all along.. what more hurts than the best memories held together.]
I tink it sounds messy, but I'm not a good writer. Maybe if it was out in animation it'll probably be very nice.
After writing the above long paragraph, it's already 11.10pm. I should rest. Calling off tomorrow's meeting and stay at home to rest, probably focusing abit here and there. I need to clean my flute.
I muz learn how to smile more and b more positive.
No, it's call laughing at everything that happened, instead of stressing over them.
I shall go rest then.
The Vampire memories...
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
6:02 AM
It's 11.15pm+ and I ought to be asleep. I'm so tired.. even though much of my workload has been shifted away, but the irritating part about it is that I appear to be quite free, which puts my thoughts inside my head..
While then suddenly that vividly I remembered all of them, coz they juz juz can't get off my mind.. triggered by you yanling. Surprisingly.. the word "letters" awoke my memories about Joanne. Yupps.. it sorta forges an image into my head. That I will explain later..
It's morals.
& Letters.
I shall KIV for tomorrow. The new Moon website http://www.newmoonthemovie.com/
It's dam nice lahs the webbie and got carried away. The next thing was dad.
There's nothing on tomorrow, so probably will update tomorrow bahs.But tinking back, since I'm sending Cuzzie Claire De Lune, I'll have my thoughts written.
Morals are the thing that factor much in our decisions. It is also the very thing that decide the society somehow. At the same time, if everyone had the same level of morality, would there ever be any change in life? It becomes very like that stuck? It has also been factor of much controversial in our lives. Prostitution.. Sex.. Lifestyle.. Culture.. and so on. The thoughts that I draw depicts me of being 1 of the many many persons created differently. That makes this world. Back to those Science and religion issue, like in Angels & Demons, The Church has stopped what science has failed to deem as dangerous. Like a toddler who does not know what is morals from the start.. Like a child who does not know the might of his strength.. Such issues concerns politics as well. Probably the reason why people become hermits.
Knowledge is the flow of power. The more knowledge gain, the more knowledge known, more clever you are, wiser and more dangerous. Dangerous means to you and also to the people who are envy of you. Whilst capable men are targeted, yet they strive to keep a balance of their goals and what should be in place. It's not easy always. So, escape once more becomes a option? That wise sages hides and becomes hermits, dying a lonely death and dragging their life secrets with them forever. To me, it's not that bad eh?
I was juz kidding. I aren't that wise, also.. I need my friends. It's quite easy to cause confusion for many things over conversational matters and even so body languages could bring about mistakes among friends. But being a hermit isn't the way out. Communication.. Pondering over the few needles of thoughts that suddenly prick my head. Not meaning that I'm deciding to turn into a hermit, but that's what I feel. & Prostitution once crossed my grandfather's path as a trait, but it was not encouraged (thankfully) by my uncles. Yet, I've been brought to a brothel since I was young. My Mum's quite open about letting me go with some uncles outside eh? Lolx.. Somehow lahs, but can't blame it, I live in Tar Lum Kai (Near Chinatown Red District), my old house upstairs already is one.
I tink this thoughts is enough to kill, coz it's messy enough. =X
What's my head thinking? I dunno. Will continue about the letters part tomorrow or something.
Seehui, John Little is John Little, Watson is watson lor!
Wish you swt drmx, chase all the nightmares away.
My mind isn't really working now. I should spend more time to re organise my thoughts before typing them instead of juz splatting them here like rubbish =X
Ooops.
Thanks cuzzie for sending me 1 soundtrack from New Moon. Sounds great but emo =X
The Vampire memories...
Sunday, October 25, 2009
6:02 AM
I guess I won't be typing that much. It's 11.30pm and my brain is sorta dead. Started on the countdown minutes from 7.00pm but halfway dinner + here and there.. but they aren't easy to type.. well, too much thoughts to pour here and there. That's why the job is hard lahs =X
Lolx. As i start the needle points almost 11.40 pm !! As much as I wish to say, I can't really finish all bahs. Friday was plainly liddat.. Office been busy coz of the meetings these week, probably 1 of the last onces I'll be compiling for =) Zenia suddenly say friday she can't, lucky didn't meet her at 8.50pm, she'll probably have me killed. The Countdown meeting ended at 0940pm only, so I spent the remaining time sitting at the CC admin office talking rubbish with them :P Fun lahs, I guess we're of the same profession, juz 1 NS clerk, the other CC clerk.
I already knew when Zenia can't, I'd ask Seehui for the amaths textbook. Thank you Seehui. Though I feel bad, it's like borrowing your stuff for Joanne. You also sorta like.. should leave her alone. =X I enjoy walking through JP that day. It's fun.. Like revisiting the mall once more and finding more interesting facts with it. Like the difference between John Little & watson now? =)
I'll continue tomorrow or something :P A super short entry. Hahax again.
The Vampire memories...
