A Repressed Rave.
like a rose that blossoms in beauty
as well as withers in the following days,
young love is similar, in the way it decays.
late nights of slumber,
thought-and-mind less,
yet i am awake, when im already dead.
working in school, i do what i can
so why does it feel,
like im wasting my sand.
people think central,
and they dont give a damn,
but here i am, still being the lamb.
reminding myself
to free my obsessions,
but why do i always get caught in entangle
life is meaningful,
(or so i believe),
even though i dont see,
how it applies to me.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
His First Time
the boy is anticipating.
caressing her body, and holding it firmly but yet gently, he feels quite excited about the experience hes about to have. its realli considered his first time...
feeling and observing the parts of interest, the boy gets to better understand what hes holding in his hands. he begins experimenting the way hes going to do it, thinking of the outcome.
after playing around for awhile, he gets to the real action. sliding the trigger back and forth, and constantly adjusting his posture for maximum comfort each time, the boy is starting to get the hang of it.
he squeezes and he can feel the tension.
the feeling...is damn good.
CH-CHAK~!
the sweet sound of the camera shutter, snapping a picture within focus.
a sense of satisfaction with each accomplished shot.
though he realises the pictures might turn out bad, it doesnt matter.
its the first time, and its a matter of learning.
he will learn.
XD
caressing her body, and holding it firmly but yet gently, he feels quite excited about the experience hes about to have. its realli considered his first time...
feeling and observing the parts of interest, the boy gets to better understand what hes holding in his hands. he begins experimenting the way hes going to do it, thinking of the outcome.
after playing around for awhile, he gets to the real action. sliding the trigger back and forth, and constantly adjusting his posture for maximum comfort each time, the boy is starting to get the hang of it.
he squeezes and he can feel the tension.
the feeling...is damn good.
CH-CHAK~!
the sweet sound of the camera shutter, snapping a picture within focus.
a sense of satisfaction with each accomplished shot.
though he realises the pictures might turn out bad, it doesnt matter.
its the first time, and its a matter of learning.
he will learn.
XD
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Move On
remember
the words we said on the bus stop.
the date we had on that monday before work.
the days i visited u despite my deadline.
the time we held hands in the darkness.
the night i asked you the question.
the kiss we had beside the house of books.
the following days when we had our fun.
the date we had that ended in worry.
the 6 days of torture where i was left in the dark.
the words we said
ill never ditch you.
we can always work things out.
we want it to last.
not caring about what parents say.
we can talk about our problems and be open.
but yet.
it seems it all meant nothing anyways.
im sure its not forgotten.
so it just means...
that everything didnt mean much in the end.
thanx for the memories.
its time. to move on.
with that, ill finish this blog entry with 1 of my fav songs.
a rather old song i admit.
Roxette
- It must have been love
Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely,there's air of silence
In the bedroom and all around
Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...
It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out
Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm
And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...
It must have been love, but it's over now
It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without
It must have been love, but it's over now
It's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows
It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out
the words we said on the bus stop.
the date we had on that monday before work.
the days i visited u despite my deadline.
the time we held hands in the darkness.
the night i asked you the question.
the kiss we had beside the house of books.
the following days when we had our fun.
the date we had that ended in worry.
the 6 days of torture where i was left in the dark.
the words we said
ill never ditch you.
we can always work things out.
we want it to last.
not caring about what parents say.
we can talk about our problems and be open.
but yet.
it seems it all meant nothing anyways.
im sure its not forgotten.
so it just means...
that everything didnt mean much in the end.
thanx for the memories.
its time. to move on.
with that, ill finish this blog entry with 1 of my fav songs.
a rather old song i admit.
Roxette
- It must have been love
Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely,there's air of silence
In the bedroom and all around
Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...
It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out
Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm
And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...
It must have been love, but it's over now
It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without
It must have been love, but it's over now
It's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows
It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out
Monday, August 21, 2006
Know
am i being too caught up...?
i feel like im the one who ends up being more bothered.
sure, i like to take things easy, but yet i feel like im experiencing a one sided thing here.
theres a thin line that seperates passivity and disregard.
and i dont want to think about which one it is.
cos in the end. i dont know you at all.
and you dont know me either.
its onli a small gesture.
and its not like im demanding it.
its just that ive not seen you in days.
i miss u alot.
and i dont even know how ur doing most of the time.
all we have is a phone.
and all i have to remind myself of you are pieces of messages that barely contain any meaningful content in most of them...
and im sure its the same for you as well.
this is a matter of communication love.
you noe what i mean.
this is my communication.
i feel like im the one who ends up being more bothered.
sure, i like to take things easy, but yet i feel like im experiencing a one sided thing here.
theres a thin line that seperates passivity and disregard.
and i dont want to think about which one it is.
cos in the end. i dont know you at all.
and you dont know me either.
its onli a small gesture.
and its not like im demanding it.
its just that ive not seen you in days.
i miss u alot.
and i dont even know how ur doing most of the time.
all we have is a phone.
and all i have to remind myself of you are pieces of messages that barely contain any meaningful content in most of them...
and im sure its the same for you as well.
this is a matter of communication love.
you noe what i mean.
this is my communication.
Friday, August 18, 2006
Objective
so i supposedly have a few goals in my life.
since its called Goals in Life, most would think of it as rather damned important.
ah ha.
1. Live a simple life.
sounds easy but life never is. one day i just wanna go live in some peaceful and relaxed place.
2. Be a good person.
OMG. fuck this shit. what was i thinking? hahahaa.
3. Be proficient in product design skills.
DAMN!!!!!! at this point this seems the hardest to reach. seriously. yes, even harder then No.2
hur. maybe i should sell my soul for number 3. woo.
so id forsake No. 1 & 2 for 3.
SOUNDS LIKE A FAIR TRADE TO ME. XD
*sketch sketch sketch*
since its called Goals in Life, most would think of it as rather damned important.
ah ha.
1. Live a simple life.
sounds easy but life never is. one day i just wanna go live in some peaceful and relaxed place.
2. Be a good person.
OMG. fuck this shit. what was i thinking? hahahaa.
3. Be proficient in product design skills.
DAMN!!!!!! at this point this seems the hardest to reach. seriously. yes, even harder then No.2
hur. maybe i should sell my soul for number 3. woo.
so id forsake No. 1 & 2 for 3.
SOUNDS LIKE A FAIR TRADE TO ME. XD
*sketch sketch sketch*
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Li
an old friend of mine i knew since sec 2, wrote a blog entry for me.
her name is Peili.
she wrote it on friday after we had a talk on MSN.
i asked her how her life was, and i told her how i was doing.
because.
im supposedly her diary. and i always would see how shes doing.
but then as we grew up, we lost our innocence. and with that, the carefree attitude we had about sharing our lives.
i got to noe this great girl...through mIRC, 5 yrs ago, back in the days when it still wasnt TOTALLY infested with despos.
i chatted with her by chance, and got her email and her name.
i was realli so eager to talk to her more. it was exciting to get to know the person better.
what can i say. i was a litte boy who was over excited.
when she didnt reply my emails to her, i realli got anxious...i even thought she might be avoiding me.
but i found out later that...in the end, her email as well as her identity was false.
which was why she took so long to reply me. she used the email as protection from strangers she met online.
and i was fine with that. it cleared the misunderstanding i had.
well...as time went on, i was always concerned about hey she was doing.
and so as our friendship progressed, i became her diary.
her 1 and onli diary, whom she could tell all her thoughts and feelings. her secrets and happenings.
its like...i was always around for her somehow.
but as i said...as we grew up...the world got more harsh. and our innocence faded.
i wish to place the link to the entry she wrote for me.
here it is. (the text might be tiny.)
http://whatever-is-mine.blogspot.com/2006/08/dear-diary.html
well...i just feel like. im glad i helped her along the way of her life.
and that im so honoured.
and actually, i also feel like i dont deserve such incredible words from her.
i never realli thought...anyone would see me in such a way.
im truly, honoured.
thank u Li.
ill always be ur diary. dont forget that.
her name is Peili.
she wrote it on friday after we had a talk on MSN.
i asked her how her life was, and i told her how i was doing.
because.
im supposedly her diary. and i always would see how shes doing.
but then as we grew up, we lost our innocence. and with that, the carefree attitude we had about sharing our lives.
i got to noe this great girl...through mIRC, 5 yrs ago, back in the days when it still wasnt TOTALLY infested with despos.
i chatted with her by chance, and got her email and her name.
i was realli so eager to talk to her more. it was exciting to get to know the person better.
what can i say. i was a litte boy who was over excited.
when she didnt reply my emails to her, i realli got anxious...i even thought she might be avoiding me.
but i found out later that...in the end, her email as well as her identity was false.
which was why she took so long to reply me. she used the email as protection from strangers she met online.
and i was fine with that. it cleared the misunderstanding i had.
well...as time went on, i was always concerned about hey she was doing.
and so as our friendship progressed, i became her diary.
her 1 and onli diary, whom she could tell all her thoughts and feelings. her secrets and happenings.
its like...i was always around for her somehow.
but as i said...as we grew up...the world got more harsh. and our innocence faded.
i wish to place the link to the entry she wrote for me.
here it is. (the text might be tiny.)
http://whatever-is-mine.blogspot.com/2006/08/dear-diary.html
well...i just feel like. im glad i helped her along the way of her life.
and that im so honoured.
and actually, i also feel like i dont deserve such incredible words from her.
i never realli thought...anyone would see me in such a way.
im truly, honoured.
thank u Li.
ill always be ur diary. dont forget that.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Leisure
its the first time in months i went to cineleisure.
went on a date. woo.
it was great fun.
suddenly i remembered about my past date in cineleisure.
now i think back...it was pretty damn boring. hur.
what a difference.
went on a date. woo.
it was great fun.
suddenly i remembered about my past date in cineleisure.
now i think back...it was pretty damn boring. hur.
what a difference.
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