Sunday, August 16, 2009
never enough from yesterday
Sunday, August 9, 2009
on our way home at 3am
I picture you on the beach
Lying in the sand
Out of reach of my trembling hands
I picture you in a car
Blonde hair in the wind
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
(Chorus)
You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
Driving home in the cold
January rain
I've got to find my way out of this pain
I reached for you in the night
I dreamed of your kiss
I woke before it got light
With your name on my lips
Alone in my bed
Your voice in my head
(Chorus)
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
Oh, I have no defenses
You come to my senses
Ah...
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silly emo songs you would say
its nice. listen to it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3x-ealxU18&feature=related
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Remains
what if i forget?
we'll get used to what we have forgotten.
replace them with made up faded memories.
the thickness of your eyebrows.
the veins on your arms.
the black stained finger nails.
the roughness of your hair.
I want to be lost again in my world when it starts revolving again.
as if time had stopped when it came to us.
and an occasional memory of your smell
and your laughter.
and your smile.
i will quietly retreat. back to us.
my reverie.
my escapade.
you.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
how did it happen
never would I have thought we will be relevant to each other. n it surprises me how much this means to me.
Its going to be fast.
=)
someone to return home to.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
what if the Panopticon turns Bath house?
social issue: paranoia (terrorism) --> physical intimacy (communication via technology/ match making services)
eh. ya. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i dont know. Panopticon failed as a prison. But if its a bath house with abit of minor changes.. what would it be like?
is it too far fetched? relevant? i just need somewhere to start from.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
the little house of deceit
The little house- Jean Francois de Bastide
'it cautioned her against men who could orchestrate so many talents to express a sentiment that they could barely capable of themselves. Although Melite made note of this suspicion, her mind stored it at the bottom of her heart, where it soon would be lost. Tremicour sought out those thoughts with his piercing gaze, and destroyed them with his signs, No longer was she sure that he was a man she could confidently reproach for the monstrous disparity between his desires and deeds . He said nothing, yet his eyes spoke many promises. Still, Melite doubted his sincerity; she was now able to see how well he could feign, and felt how that such dangerous art in such a charming place exposed one to no end of treacherous temptations. to dispel this fearful thought, Melite moved away from Marquis toward one of the mirrors and with the help of this trick was able to watch her even more tenderly, without her having to look away."
I am not smart enough to play, not sharp enough to dart, not alert enough to jump. Not tough enough.
"there was this one time when i truly regretted. there was this girl 2 years older than me. i had this crush on her but i didnt dare look at her or tell her. one day, she sat beside me and asked me why i didnt dare to look at her. She wanted me to confess. Confess to her about my crush on her. but i just kept quiet. she announced that she is attached and asked me how i felt. i said :" ok lor." I mean what else could i say? what was i suppose to say but "ok lor". she wanted to give me a chance and i know. but "ok lor". "
"You wanted her to woo you right. an ego problem."
"yes."
why ah. why like that. these stories are trophies he want to collect. whatever for. i dont understand. i cant say she didnt matter to him. she did. but why? whats wrong in admitting? you will just rot and melt and dissolve in your seat is it? fuck the ego.
leave me alone.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
u disappeared.
i dont have a beanie.
sleep on the floor.
k. night
Monday, May 25, 2009
like a Virgin...
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
thanks.
indian foooood was good. remembered gd old santa cruz days where we stuffed ourselves at the indian buffet. haha. awesome.
i want to be a drummer now...... haha. guitar heroes is addictive. i want the drum set. i want to marry a drummer.
our affection for other people come in all sorts of forms. appreciate them even when it doesnt come in the way you like it. usually it doesnt. at the end of the day, you'll be upset if they leave when you dont reciprocate. TRYING.
i will take care of myself.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I have more faith in myself than a 100 men.
i want more. more than anything else.
and at the end of the day,
to have someone to go home to.
to have nice dinner at home.
to go to bed.
how pathetic....... for the sense of security.
maybe one day, these comforts will be gone.
thats pathetic.
Monday, May 18, 2009
first day at work
lung cancer and die even though i dont smoke. (wish I cld)
i started on learning to learn detailing. yeah. good sign.
slow. but surely.
time to do anything.
thks celes
growing up.
we wont stop. alright.
it matters to me but i know. we'll find our own way.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
greys season 5 finale
amanda: Would you want to be all alone at a time like this? We had 30seconds of interaction before he saved my life and... it wasnt even nice. I was standing at a corner when this ordinary guy stands next to me and smiles and i am co busy scoping for someone hotter that i didnt even give him a second look.The next thing i know, he throws me out of a way of a bus i am going to walk in front in and i almost get myself killed. He literally, swept me off my feet. That is my prince in that bed.
Meredith: ok. you can stay till the end of surgery.
did you say it
I love you
I dont ever want to live with you
you changed my life
did you say it
make a plan.
set a goal.
work towards it
but every now and then
look around
drink it in
Cause this is it
It might all be gone tomorrow.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Re: spiders
To Spider, Ra with L-O-V-E
ya
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
thanks
Lately I've been wishing I had one desire
Something that would make me never want another
Something that would make it so that nothing mattered
All would be clear then
But I guess I'll have to settle for a few brief moments
And watch it all dissolve into a single second
And try to write it down into a perfect sonnet
or one foolish line
'Cause that's all that you'll get so you'll have to accept
You are here then you're gone
But I believe that lovers should be tied together and
Thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
and left there to drown
Left there to drown in their innocence
But as for me I'm coming to the final chapter
I read all of the pages and there is still no answer
Only all that was before I know must soon come after
That is the only way it can be
So I stand in the sun
And I breathe with my lungs
Trying to spare me the weight of the truth
Saying everything you've ever seen was just a mirror
And you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
And now you are laying in a bathtub full of freezing water
Wishing you were a ghost
But once you knew a girl and you named her Lover
And danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer
But autumn came, She disappeared
You can't remember where she said she was going to
But you know that she's gone 'cause she left you a song
That you don't want to sing
We're singing I believe that lovers should be chained together
And thrown into a fire with their songs and letters
And left there to burn
Left there to burn in their arrogance
But as for me I'm coming to my final failure
I've killed myself with changes trying to make things better
But I ended up becoming something other than what I had planned to be
Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers
And layed entwined together on a bed of clover
And left there to sleep
Left there to dream of their happiness
haha.
ok. i have a weird obsession. i love movie scripts. first one on the list was Phantom of the Opera. You have no idea how many times i read it. Over and over again. I can sing it for you. 2nd is Fight club. this brilliant guy just spent the entire month, year all his time to type out this wonderful script. though it might be imperfect, we all know the story. its ok.
isnt it awesome?
United States, 1999
U.S. Release Date: 10/15/99 (wide)
Running Length: 2:19
MPAA Classification: R (Graphic violence, sex, nudity, profanity)
Theatrical Aspect Ratio: 2.35:1
Cast: Brad Pitt, Edward Norton, Helena Bonham Carter, Meat Loaf, Jared Leto
Director: David Fincher
Producers: Ross Bell, Cean Chaffin, Art Linson
Screenplay: Jim Uhls, based on the novel by Chuck Palahniuk
Cinematography: Jeff Cronenweth
Music: The Dust Brothers
U.S. Distributor: 20th Century Fox
cinematography and the plot is just awesome. Jim Uhls....
its raining.
I want to sell a lifestyle. BE a narcissistic.
I want to be an interior designer.
i want to be a fashion designer.
I want to learn detailings.
I want to start.
I want Us.
Night
Sunday, May 10, 2009
the colour Test
You have always been on the move seeking affectionate, satisfying and harmonious
relationships. Your ultimate goal has been the realisation of an intimate union in which there
could be love, self-sacrifice and mutual trust. It has often been said that 'True love is just
around the corner' and - if you haven't found it as yet - you possibly soon will.
You are inclined to be too trusting and you feel that you need to be on your guard against
the possibility that your endeavours and actions may be misunderstood. Too often you have
been taken advantage of and you have been mentally abused. Now you are seeking a
relationship which can provide peace of mind, where you can be yourself and not have the
need to put on a false front.
Recent disappointment has led you to become truly introverted. You are becoming
suspicious of everybody and consequently you now feel that you are unable to trust
anybody. Unfortunately it would appear that you are curbing your natural enthusiasm and
imaginative nature - perhaps this is because you are fearful that you may become over
enthused and find that you could possibly be carried away by wishful thinking. You are
keeping your distance to see whether attitudes towards you are sincere - but this
watchfulness could easily develop into suspicion and distrust.
There are times of everyone's life when 'compromise' is the name of the game and this is
the time, so you have no alternative but to forgo some pleasures for the time being. You are
capable of achieving satisfaction through physical activity.
You are a fighter and always on the defensive. You always need to be sure that your
position is safe and established. When you finally make a decision you will pursue it to the
bitter end in spite of all opposition.
www.goldinuniverse.com
why?
Monday, May 4, 2009
Missed
hols are kinda a dread to me. these are the days where you really want them to come and you already have this set of to-do list. and everyday, it just seems wasted away. oh dear. haiz. at least i applied to one firm and hopefully, they want me. hopefully.
i dont understand. maybe its just me. at the end of the day, be happy. =)
Depeche Mode - Somebody
I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it