Of Thoughts and Words

I took that Leap of Faith.

2011-02-28T02:01:00.000+08:00

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here

I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone

But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone

I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again

And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here

Vanilla Twilight as performed by Owl City

I'll save you a seat

2010-12-28T22:53:00.001+08:00

An idea.
Resilient,highly contagious.
It will manifest,it will spread and given enough time it will take hold of the brain and it will be almost impossible to eradicate.
An idea that is fully formed - fully understood - that sticks; right in there somewhere.

Waiting for a Train.

2010-12-23T03:21:00.003+08:00

"Time-Hans Zimmer"

I stare blankly at the clock
It does the same back at me
Life draws by
As the seconds tick by
Seconds to minutes
Minutes to hours
Time could be irrelevant
though it is not
I watch Time fly
Maybe,Time watches I.

Cheerio

Extra Ordinary thing

2010-12-02T03:34:00.004+08:00

& who knew it could be so hard

2010-11-29T16:22:00.003+08:00

Gratitude is the
hardest of all emotions to
express.
There is no
word
capable
of conveying
all that one
feels.
Until we reach
a world where
thoughts can be
adequately
expressed
in
words
"thank you"
will have to do.

A.P.Gouthey

A different City.

2010-11-27T21:22:00.002+08:00

I'm tongue tied
Waiting
Hoping
And praying
Lying
Beside you
Longing
To touch you

But this feels like the end

This feels like the End

2010-11-26T00:08:00.001+08:00

My previous post was,heh, written for a competition. The title was suppose to be about Ipoh,but i suppose,i deviated didn't i?

Cheerio

Gravity Rides Everything,

2010-11-25T19:18:00.001+08:00

Ipoh,it is a small city in the heart of Perak with a little over half a million citizens.A city everyone seems to know about.A city that is as rich in culture as it is in food and beautiful women,or so the folk tale goes.It is a city,surrounded by beautiful limestone hills which adds to the already scenic view.Ipoh is also the city where the local state government resides,which sometimes can add drama to the little city of ours.

It is a city where culture still lives and breathes,it is very much part and parcel in the lives of nearly every citizen in Ipoh.Take a stroll down old town,and without fail,you are bound to see hordes of men,women and children of every race and religion patronizing coffee shops enjoying their coffee,freshly toasted bread with kaya , egg tarts and other breakfast staples before a long day at work ,school or just to begin the day.

The coffee shops in old town all have a story to tell,each of them of course,still claiming to be the original inventor of the now-renowned Ipoh White Coffee.Generation after generation,the recipe for the perfect coffee has been preserved and passed down as if it were a priceless heirloom .Generation after generation,the coffee shops would tell their customers that they were THE original white coffee.This of course,is debatable.

Stepping into these coffee shops is always something pleasant,especially before the morning crowd. The majority of coffee shop owners,or rather known as “Taukays” would roast their coffee beans in the morning,ensuring the best of flavours would not be lost .The fresh aroma of roasted coffee would fill the shop.An aroma so wonderful and exotic,it would send a pleasant tingling sensation down your spine giving you goosebumps and exciting the senses .It was the best way to start the day and was even better than smoking marijuana according to some.

Every weekend without fail,I would follow my grandfather who is in his late 60’s to these coffee shops early in the morning.We will drive to old town in his 1960’s Mercedes benz E-class which is still in good condition.My grandfather will drive it with pride and always tells me how he had come to acquire this beautiful vintage car.He loves his car so much that he will not let anyone drive it.This car has also become,somewhat, my grandfathers calling card.Everyone knew this car.It had,I would say,become a part of the folks in old town.

Along the five foot way,everyone seems to know my grandfather and would stop to greet him.My grandfather too,would greet them back just as happily.Everyone knows my grandfather's favourite coffee shop.Despite that , the other Taukays will still invite my grandfather into their shops.My grandfather would of course decline them politely and promise to visit some other time.The coffee shop is at the corner at the end of the street.It is the one with the unchanged wooden sign board in the last 3 decades which has stood the test of time.

Walking into the shop feels like going back in time.The 3 bladed fans hanging from the ceiling,letting out that occasional squeak as it spins wobbly .The marble tops with the wooden legs with matching chairs from back in the days are still in the shop. Repeated wear and tear over the years has smoothened the wood works of the chairs and table frame.A wooden counter by the side of the shop where the Tauke sits with the rack of cigarettes behind him.There is always a welcoming feeling in the shop,it maybe the aroma of the coffee or because it of the rich history behind such a little shop.Framed black and white photos are hung on the tiled walls.Some were with the random tourist,some with actors,some politicians and even historical figures.You think that with so much attention that the shop would have evolved with time,but it hasn’t.

My grandfather always sist at the back of the shop where he can watch everyone else in the shop.My grandfather is a very modest ,patient man.He’d teach me about life and how to make the best of everything.He is more than just my grandfather,he is my friend and my mentor.He would always cross one leg over the other while reading the Chinese newspapers,occasionally taking sips at his coffee.

I can still remember the first time I had white coffee in that shop.It was a few years ago,when grandma was still alive.She had never really encouraged us to drink coffee when we were younger because it would disturb our “chi” or inner strength she would always say.She was in a good mood that day and ordered coffee for me exactly 6 years from today.From the very first very sip I took,I knew I was hooked.The flavour of the coffee was very strong and powerful yet not overpowering like other coffees.The sweetness of the coffee somehow didn’t ruin it,but complimented the flavor and aroma of the coffee.I dare call it the perfect cup of coffee.Every sip was like an explosion,a fusion of colours,stimulating every taste bud on the tongue.I looked at my grandma,and smiled. It was those kind of smiles which were different from the rest,not the smile when you were delighted nor the smile when you get a distinction in an exam,neither is it the smile you have when you are happy.It was the smile,you genuinely knew was from the heart,of true meaning and emotions.My grandma smiled back,revealing the gap in her front teeth.

I chuckled at that thought,nearly tearing. I looked at my grandfather,and I knew he felt the same.This was the very same shop my grandfather met my grandma.I took a sip of my coffee,enjoying the burst of flavours like I first did when with grandma.Tears are rolling down my cheeks as I remember my grandma.I look up and smile like 6 years ago. I see my grandma,sitting there beside my grandfather like she always did,smiling back at me,with that gap in her front teeth.

Ipoh,it isn’t merely a city.It is a place of family.It is…my home.

I guess it's just Me this time.

2010-11-23T18:30:00.003+08:00

I woke up,mid-afternoon.It was a typical Sunday afternoon,sun high in the sky, birds chirping and the ice cream vendor at the corner of the street tending to the children from the park nearby.

I couldn’t tell if i were in reality or still in my sub-conscience,life is cruel that way.My mind constantly pulls such tricks on myself where I’d read something or see someone,but only to awake later in my bed to find no such occurance.The mind can’t differentiates between the both.

A knock on the door startles me and the oak coloured door springs open with my mum standing by the door frame.

“Do you know what time it is now?” mum says rather displeased.

“I was just having a nap mumm” I say with a scratchy voice as if I’ve slept longer than I should have. “Your friends outside waiting for you.” She continues,in a more relaxed tone.

“What friend?” I asked as mum walked away to return to tend to house chores.

I always wondered why mum never bothered hiring a maid,it’s not like we couldn’t afford it neither was the house any small for that matter.We stayed in the penthouse of Skylight Residents,which overlooked the city.It was a 4 bedroom condominium, which however,only 2 were occupied by mum and myself.The condominium was of modern design,everything was simple yet very elegant which a mixture of wood and polished metal finish.

I came out of my room,barely conscious to my surrounding and I saw my “friend” sitting by the baige coloured couch reading the daily newspaper.

“Surprised to see me?” he said

“No shit Sherlock!” I replied sarcastically.

“What are you doing here?! I am not your friend!” I continued,rather annoyed.

“Lets go for a drive,you’ll understand.” He said awfully calm.

I looked around,slightly confused by the chain of events,my mum wasn’t in it seemed.She was the one who’d get me out of things I didn’t want to do,and of all times,my mum wasn’t here when I needed her the most.I unwillingly reached for my leather jacket and headed out into the lift.The normal trip down those 30 floors seemed forever with him there in the lift.Not only was it awkward,but I didn’t have the slightest idea of his sudden reappearance in my life.

His car was parked up front in the porch.It was a metallic silver Audi R8,a car,way out of his paycheck could even afford.

“Did you rob a bank or some shit?” I said,jokingly.

“Infact,I did” He said,cooly.

“But that’s not the point.” He continues before I could interrupt.

We took a long drive along the coast, with rocky mountain face facing towards the pacific ocean,scenic as it is,the drive was not a pleasant one.Besides the music playing from the radio,the background noise from the wind and friction between the tyres and the road,there was absolute silence in the car.Not a word was uttered until we reached our destination,which was about an hour drive from where I lived.

Our destination,which I found out later,was Cove beach.It was a 5 mile stretch of un-commercialized beach front.The sand golden from the glare caught off the still blazing sun,so fine it felt like silk to the touch.The ocean was a deep turquoise blue,clear enough to see the bottom of the warm pacific water.I inhaled deeply the sea breeze,as I soaked in the sight.I’ve been to this beach more than once and it never does get old.

“In life,you are force to make decisions you thought you’d never have to make” he said out of the blue.

“The world will not stop for your grief, it will not wait.” he continued.

“Remember,that everything you do has its consequences, and whether you like it or not,you’ll have to live with it.” he said before I could interrupt

“Your past makes you who you are today, it does not define you for who you could be in future.”

“You know what the right thing to do is. Go for the woman worth marrying.” He calmly said to me sending a chill up my spine.

“Life is about taking chances and risks.” He said after a short pause.

He turned around,my back facing his.As I turn around,he was nowhere to be seen.He had disappeared.His car was no longer where it was parked.I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, and the next thing I knew I awoke in bed back home.I reached across the bed to check the time, 6am it showed. “fuck this” I muttered under my breathe and went back to sleep.

Cheerio

P.s. This was based on a dream.

& I left it to fate

2010-11-18T20:19:00.000+08:00

3 hours of sleep ,

No cell neither cash,

I made my way.

Here's the thing.

2010-09-04T17:28:00.003+08:00

She's intelligent
She's funny in her own way
She's unique
She's beautiful
There are things about her words just cannot describe.

Here's the thing,her friendship is priceless to me and what we have now is just beautiful.I do not want to ruin this relationship that we have now.I'm more or less happy where we are now. :)

Cheerio.

Despair

2010-06-20T00:39:00.002+08:00

Do you know that word?
You probably would,wouldn't you?

What happens when you have a sudden craving at 12am.A sudden craving for a drink so good,it'll blow your mind to oblivion.

What do you do? Where do you go.

Well,you go to Tesco at 12am and it's open.You walk around looking for your heavenly drink for 5 minutes.You walk up and down to soft drink isle looking for that very drink that will make you wish life tasted so good.

And you don't see it,you walk around the whole Tesco looking for the fridges and to your dismay there isn't anything but the good ol' black stuff.Then you remember you saw a create of that very same drink you're looking for lying in that very soft drink isle.

You take a brisk walk and notice it unopen.You see a staff and and demand,with a face so serious he'd think you'd kill him if he didn't, that he open it and give you 2 bottles.

And thats what I did when I had a sudden craving at 12 am.
by the way,that drink is mountain dew.

Cheerio.

Then there came this one day,where nothing else was Relevant.

2010-03-26T00:16:00.002+08:00

& I remember now why I decided to bring my camera out more often.

Cheerio.

This is a story about a Girl

2010-03-14T14:12:00.002+08:00

I saw you Once and it was Enough
You asked me what I wanted,I want you
But instead I replied "I'll have some fries"
So mesmerized,my heart was over driving through
I saw your name and unashamed
I searched within 500miles to find
Any clue as just to know who I've fallen for

My Disappearing Act.

2010-02-21T02:15:00.002+08:00

Valium Skies

2010-02-20T11:48:00.003+08:00

Reflections

cheerio

Perhaps this shall be my final Goodbye.

2010-02-17T19:17:00.002+08:00

we all need a little music to spice up our lives.

cheerio

You were.

2010-01-26T18:28:00.003+08:00

The test of Time.

2010-01-24T18:41:00.005+08:00

Yes,i know i neglect my blogs too much.It's because of Sam!We're not really on good terms nowadays.sigh.

Pictures are not going to be in chronological order.I don't really think i'm that good taking pictures of people,so pleaseeeee go easy on me.haha.
Oh,and just so you know,Sam was kinda being a bitch that day.You'll see why.

Cheerio.

Some Fresh Perspective.

2010-01-16T01:00:00.002+08:00

Let me tell you a story,true or not,thats up to you to decide.

It began ,in the not too distant future,not so far from now.It was like every day,get back from Uni,take a shower,eat,assignments and sleep.This became some sort of a routine,waking up to no expections,no anomalies. Being happy was one thing,being genuinely happy was another,back in Uni,everyone had a smile as if life was good.

Life wasn't good,it was bearable,everyone has tutorials,test,exams,quizzes,classes,assignments and between that balancing social life and the whats.Everyone had problems,and all of them dealt with their problems differently,there were those than smoked either some fags or joints,some exercised,some played computer games,some took out their frustration breaking stuff and there were of course those whom would self inflict pain to get away from it all.There also those who would just run,for how long,no one knew.

_________________________________________________________
i give up,don't feel like writing anymore

cheerio.

I don't want to Forget.

2010-01-08T22:17:00.006+08:00

Tonight was like every other night,wishing I'd see you in my dreams.Your appearances in my dreams always gave me a sense of belonging when I awoke.Every other night,I'd think of you for 30 seconds or so,i was told it helps to dream of a particular thing.Tonight however,I gave up trying because every other time I tried I never did dream of you.

You came by the house,you never did unless it was of great importance.I invited you in,still puzzled by your impromptu visit. "I'm leaving for Singapore" there was a slight pause "and not coming back".We talked for a very long time and you told me you had to leave.Your 2 friends were waiting for you,I didn't recognized them but you told me they were going to go to Singapore with you.You had an letter envelop in your hand,it was the kind we used when we wrote to each other.I didn't question it's contents neither did I ask about it's existence.You were reluctant to leave,your friends probably knew the better half of your visit. "Look,you can stay a few days at his place,we'll cover for you.Promise me...us you'll me fine" and she did and gratefully hugged them goodbye.You stayed a few days until you finally had to go.I hugged you goodbye,it didn't feel like forever,it didn't feel brief either.This time round,I didn't notice the envelop.As soon as you left,I searched high and low but ended in dismay.

A tangle of confusion,thats the last thing I remember.I didn't know how to find you,didn't know how to contact you.Who were those 2 friends?I had so many questions,questions remained to be unanswered for the rest of my life.

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I didn't want to forget,I tried hard to remember throughout the day trying hard to hold on to every inch of detail.I didn't realize how hard it was to write this one until I really did,but i tried to but in words as best as I could.I blame the fact that I am having writers block but desperate to write this before my mind gets the better of me.come to think of it,my dreams were nearly always about you.Funny isn't it?

cheerio.

They told me.I didn't Listen & now I drown in my own mistakes.

2009-12-17T11:33:00.004+08:00

Sometimes i wish i could post more personal things on a blog,but then again it's so public that isn't possible.

On a totally random note,i realize my life can be turn into those movies minus the happy ever after ending.haha

Cheerio

Once Upon a time

2009-12-02T20:35:00.005+08:00

I once knew a girl
She told me the times would stay the same
She said we'd never change
We got older
I should've known
She left & I stayed
Soon there was only I
I felt colder when I walk Alone
The silence wasn't that bad
until I look at my hand and feel sad
cause the spaces between my fingers
were where hers fit perfectly
I go to that tree we'd watch the sky turn light-blue
to see the vanilla twilight
But it isn't the same without her
I'd make her a postcard
To show her that time hadn't change
cause I wish she were here with me
But that was me and her
it's just me
cause she lied
when she said we wouldn't change
we grew older
and i should've known
we'd change
Once upon indeed

Stupid xanga wouldn't let me sign in.And urhm,yeah.

cheerio.
p.s. this is 50% original

The past is better left where...

2009-11-15T14:03:00.004+08:00

...it was than trying to relive it every day.

Shades of Blue

My biological clock is messed up,period.
I start the day at roughly 12pm,have my first meal aka breakfast at 1pm.lunch at 7pm and dinner at around 2am.Sleep is normally around 4 or 5 am .
This routine has been going on for nearly 2 weeks now and since exams are over,i am struggling to get back to a normal persons sleeping pattern.Neither did i know that i am seriously sleep deprived.

Cheerio.

It is better to have loved once than to never love at all,and I can live with that.

2009-11-09T23:29:00.002+08:00

The longest title i've had since ,let me think,forever.
Random thoughts are scaring me.
"Thinking of that girl who wouldn't care less about me"
See,i told ya.
Quick Updates
1.2 more papers
2.Friday is my last paper and it's Spec math
3.Got my camera back.
4.I'll tell you when I have an idea.

Time to hit to books.

Cheerio.

To the Couple

2009-10-16T20:22:00.002+08:00

Dear Jeremy/Deborah & Deborah/Jeremy (just in case you guys argue at whose name should come first.)

First and foremost,I would like to congratulate the both of you two on your 4th anniversary,and by 4 i mean by years and not months. 4 years = 48 months = 192 weeks =1344 days. By means,not an easy accomplishment.And also not forgetting Happy Birthday Jeremy,my gay twin brother.(HE DOESNT HAVE GAY ISSUES OKAY!)

We been friends for more than 5 years now,and I've seen the both of you through the ups and downs of life,period.The both of you,are better halfs of each other,complimenting one another.What you guys have is by far,the most amazing thing I have witness.I has but been a pleasure and honor to watch to both of you grow together spiritually as one.

I am already lost for words.So before I end,I wish the both of you many blessed years full of love ,joy and continue growing together as one.May the stars and heavens watch over you both.

Cheerio.

p.s. Jeremy,this is your birthday & anniversary post. =P
p.s.s I couldn't post any pictures,cause i need to get approval before posting.=P

If time weren't so precious.

2009-10-06T15:04:00.002+08:00

Somethings in Life I realise too late.

Cheerio.

& they told me to never look back

2009-09-25T21:54:00.000+08:00

Rule 1 : Stay Away and nobody gets hurt.

"i hate you",the letters appear one by one across the black screen like clockwork.I don't know what to make of this,it's 3 in the morning and i'm still rushing a business proposal thats due later for work.
"We shouldn't talk to each other anymore"
"And I mean it".All the words fit together perfectly like puzzle pieces put together for the first time.I was hoping there was no more to come,it was hurting as much as it could ever be.
"We can still text each other",more words had appeared on the screen in front of me.
What could I say?I couldn't argue with you,I wouldn't,it was already lost without a fight.
"okay." i typed out reluctantly.
"bye",the last words i would ever see.
*User is currently offline*
I wish it didn't have to come to this,but it did.I could have very well lied,but i chose not to.
"So much for thinking ahead "i thought to myself.
The very rule I had tried very hard to uphold was a lost cause.The very rule meant to protect everyone else was broken.I sat there,wondering this rule that had never really seemed to work.Perhaps I should have just stuck to the fort I had well fortified instead of lowering the bridge just a little bit.
I would have told you so much more,but my conscious told me better.You already had someone else.

Cheerio.

The Sad Duechebag.

2009-09-22T16:41:00.003+08:00

Love

Love knows no hate

Love knows no pain

Love knows no jealously

Love is Pure

Love Is Just

Love makes the world go round

Love eats us away,slowly buy surely

Lingering,hungry it feeds.

Love creates

Love destroys.

Yet,Love is great.

Love,

Love makes the whole world go.

Cheerio.

p.s. Wrote it in 5 minutes.Idea came along while on KTM.therefore,i tagged it as pure-randomness.

It was you.

2009-09-10T11:56:00.003+08:00

You should read THIS first.

...I stood there,frozen like a statue,time had seemed to cease and the room in deep silence,reality had become surreal.Everything felt as if it fell right into place just as fate found destiny.I shifted my weight from foot to foot as I stood there nervous,heart pounding as fast as ever.I stood there watching you twirl your hair with your fingers anxious at whether I would make the first move.And I did,I manned up and slowly paced my steps towards her.The teak flooring creaked under my pressure.As I slowly crept forward,she giggled.
She was wearing a black sweat top over her outfit which didn’t help hide her physique,her hair flowing over her shoulders and onto her chest.She wasn’t wearing any jewelry nor any make-up but eye-liner,even so she looked as stunning as ever.
With every step closer, infinite number of scenarios ran through my mind ranging from great to disastrous. Of course the worst case scenario would be me embarrassing myself in front of her and the attraction that I thought was mutual was instead just me,afterall it takes two to tango they say.The best of course was,well,I’ll leave it to that.At the same time,I ran many scenarios in my head as how to approach the situation and my options ultimately boiled down to what I thought was best .
The best and most possible approach would be the classic “hi” or “hi there” with the casual hand shake or the more risky approach of “hello stranger” in a seducing manner with more physical contact.I couldn’t help but also think about the more random and inappropriate approaches of which was “hi,I think you’re very sexy..yum” and “grr,you so fine I’ll put honey all over you and eat you up.nom nom nom nom”
The random thoughts triggered a chuckle, however no audible than a needle hit the floor and unconsciously a small grin followed.I had gone ahead with the riskier approached and had figured out just what I wanted to do. I stood less than a feet before you and I could smell the fragrance of your hair.You looked at me wearily with those hazel eyes,at this distance I could make out the hints of bluish and yellowish streaks in your eyes and realized how breathtaking they were.
As I was about to open my mouth, I was interrupted by her.
“So…what were you grinning about?” she asked in a very cheeky voice.

To be continued...

Cheerio

Maybe,Perhaps.

2009-08-27T21:08:00.004+08:00

The Russian Ballerina.

It was a lovely summer’s afternoon in college,it wasn’t too hot neither was it cold with a constant blowing breeze.I was walking back from class with my friends when I saw a group of girls dressed in tutus and tights.I got to know from a friend of mine that our college,which so happen was also a world renown performing arts school was having an audition for a performance produced by some fancy producer.Ballerinas and ballerinos from over the world had gathered in the past few days to get the opportunity to be in this spectacular performance. In this group of 5 young ladies ,they were all very attractive but only one manage to catch my eye.She had a head of wavy brown hair with beautiful brown eyes.As the light caught her hair the wind blew and it was just like in those movie scene where the beautiful girl is introduced.The breeze had messed her hair and she flung her hair back and as doing this her eyes met mine and how gaze locked.By now,I had been unconsciously staring at her long enough for it to become impolite.For a moment,it felt like love at first sight.

She continued walking and turned into a corridor and I knew I had to meet her. I followed after her into the corridor and entered the auditorium,the most logical place to go to seeing that auditions were being carried out.I quietly entered the auditorium and quickly scanned for her presence.

I could hear her voice,ever so sweet ,soft and joyous.She was in the foyer above overlooking the auditorium I could tell with her other friends.I quickly headed to the staircase leading to the upper ,level.As I rushed above,my heart began to pound and rage out of control.I came to a door and without thinking I pushed hard and the door slammed open. and the group of girls were sitting there near the corner on the other end of the room on the solid teak floor putting on their pointes. I stood there dumbfounded not knowing what to do or say,the girls shocked from the bang from the door slam open looked at me like one-of-a-kind and giggled.They got up and hurried pass me while exchanging hellos.

And there she stood,as beautiful as ever,in her “uniform” and barefooted.I looked at her from her feet up until my eyes met hers and a smile appeared on both our faces.It was those kind of smiles you knew were different from the rest,not the smile when you’re delighted nor the smile when you get a distinction in a exam,neither is it the smile you have when you’re happy.It was the smile,you genuinely knew was from the heart,of true meaning and emotions.

To be continued...

cheerio.

Black & White.

2009-08-20T19:03:00.003+08:00

cheerio.

You make me smile.

2009-08-16T23:52:00.002+08:00

You're better then the best
I'm lucky just to linger in your light
Completely unaware
Nothing can compare to where you send me,
Lets me know that it's ok
And the moments where my good times start to fade

You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Oh you make me smile
But you can never be mine

cheerio.

2 years,3 months,4 weeks,8 days,10 hours,12minutes,14seconds ago

2009-08-10T00:08:00.005+08:00

That familiar song plays startling me as it catches me off guard.I feel my phone vibrating,it was my phone ringing.I check to see the caller ID to find you calling me as I wait to board my flight.
"Hey you,I was just thinking of you.' I say in a very cheerful and excited voice
"Hey.." Your tone blunt and dull.
The initially greetings motioned for what I knew was not going to be a very pleasant conversation.
Our conversation somehow lacked the previous enthusiastic and joyful spirit.It had only been mere minutes but had felt as hours on my side
"May I have your attention please,we are now boarding"
"I have to go,it's time for me to board."I say dreading to imagine how our future conversation would be like
"Yeah I know,I heard."
"I'll talk to you soon alright?I'll only be gone a week.Goodbye".
"Goodbye and please take care" you say with uncertainty.
I hang up,letting out a heavy sigh as I pull my backpack over my back.As I board my flight,I look back wishing the conversation would have gone differently,but at the same time glad to be able to get away from it all.

Little did I know,this was the beginning of my adventure.

cheerio
p.s. I think i'm stressed and therefore i blog.
p.p.s Maybe i'm not stressed.
p.p.p.s I swear on DarthVaders grave that i made this up.haha

I hear sirens in the distance..

2009-06-01T14:16:00.000+08:00

and quick, heavy footsteps,they get closer and I hear someone shouting
"Stay with me..."
"....it's not your time"
"son of a bitch..."
Everything's in a blur.
"Charging.." someone shouts.
And that's the last thing I remember hearing.

The End.

2009-05-19T21:58:00.000+08:00

I officially announce the death of this blog.

Cheerio.

When I close my Eyes.

2009-05-07T23:29:00.001+08:00

I hate people making assumptions from the things they read online.Nuf said.

Cheerio.

I Fade.

2009-05-05T12:22:00.000+08:00

"He was just some guy I knew"

Cheerio.

Death in the House in front.

2009-05-03T17:27:00.001+08:00

Crap.

Cheerio.
depressed.

Opportunist.

2009-04-29T02:03:00.000+08:00

You're so fragile I know
I'm so Selfish it shows
Tell me 3 little lies
Everything is alright
It tears me all up inside
I'm talking to myself
Cause no one else is listening
Stay another day
Would it all go wrong
I hope I never regret
And you can feel me fall
Cause you're the loneliest of them all
I will be the colours in the rain
I will be the truth in your lies
Cause you're the most beautiful thing I've seen in my life
You are the most beautiful thing my eyes have ever seen
I will fall asleep in your arms
And every breath that you take breaks my heart
After the strom we've been through
I hear goodbye
I let you in a little too close
You shut the door so no one would know
The sound of a broken heart beating
This is where we are
This is where we were
The butterfly is beautiful but soon will die
Will spread it's wings in the eternal sky
Eternal ligh with everything on it's mind
You'll never believe this
I won't survive very much longer
You've got to keep this broken heart stronger.

Cheerio.

The mistakes I made,

2009-04-20T12:07:00.000+08:00

I look out of the window

into the deep dark spaces of infinity
I look into this window
of infinite spaces
I see me
All the wrongs
Looking back at Me.
I bare not to see
to see the wrong looking
back at me
Blinking and rubbing
all i see
is Me.

Cheerio.
p.s.happy suyen?

I.

2009-04-06T19:27:00.000+08:00

I wake up
to the sun & and the birds
I look left
I look right
I look up
gazing into the deep blue sky
I stop
I stare
Darkest closing in
you're here
you're there
Never showing.
I weep
I cry
Shiny pearls fall.
They break
They Shatter
Never ending

This time & this time only.

2009-04-03T12:54:00.001+08:00

I walk down the path of unknown.

Cheerio.

When the Dust settles.

2009-03-29T17:35:00.000+08:00

6 picture of the 6 folder. ;-).
She was my date to our schools "prom" aka graduation dinner.happy?

Cheerio.

& here We are.

2009-03-22T21:50:00.000+08:00

In college with the suckiest connection.
I can remember when it was ever so this bad.

Under the Sky,the Rain falls.

2009-03-15T20:37:00.000+08:00

It's from the plain where We overlook beauty.

Cheerio.

When Your World comes Crashing down.

2009-03-13T20:57:00.000+08:00

please do not copy/take images without written/verbal permission from author.All images are copyright of author.

It's Natural to be Afraid.

2009-03-11T01:23:00.000+08:00

When the your world starts falling apart,the only place you can seek shelter is with yourself.

Cheerio.

p.s. Modeled by Tam SuYen aka my cousin.

Insomnia

2009-03-08T13:26:00.000+08:00

When the Sun cease the shine,Time will cease to be relevant.

Cheerio.

Oceans Apart.

2009-03-05T19:53:00.000+08:00

About Time.

2009-03-02T11:27:00.000+08:00

I look out of that tiny window
Into Infinite space
& I realized how insignificant we are.

Cheerio.

Your Voice resounds in my mind.

2009-02-19T22:26:00.000+08:00

From Taipei with Love.

Cheerio

Only We know.

2009-02-10T12:30:00.000+08:00

Baby,it's a fact.

Cheerio.

p.s. I still blog HERE.
p.s.s.This is for more random updates.
p.s.s.s This is not my official blog YET.

This is Sound.

2009-02-02T15:23:00.000+08:00

Lets take a trip down Memory lane.

I wish I could tell You.

2009-01-23T19:15:00.000+08:00

I hugged You for the last time
I held You in my embrace for the final time
I kissed You and Said my final goodbyes
"This isn't goodbye" i said.
I got into the car,not wanting to let You go
I switched on the radio trying to take my mind of You
"Called you for the first time yesterday
Finally found the missing part of me
Felt so close but you were far away
Left me without anything to say
Now I'm speechless, over the edge
I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again
Hopeless, head over heels in the moment
I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again"
My eyes water and glimmered
like the reflection of the moon in water
The tears rolled down like shinny pearls
Each following with greater anticipation
& thats when I realized.
how much You mean do me.

Cheerio.

p.s.I still blog HERE

You.

2009-01-19T23:55:00.000+08:00

One day spent
Another Day gone
If I had one wish
I'd Ask God
To take me back to time
Back when
I'd find a little bit of Happiness
with You by my side.

Cheerio.

p.s. I still blog HERE

As the Days go by.

2009-01-19T16:13:00.000+08:00

"tick-tock'
Time ticks
I elude time
I run & i hide
time is always behind
I wish time would stop
for an hour
or even a minute
it would give me a little more time
with You by myself
A little more time with You
is what i would like
before the final strike
of time.

Of Old Injuries & Scars

2009-01-18T21:19:00.000+08:00

& i sit here by the busy side walk
watching people go
I sit here alone
invisible
from the ocean of people passing by
you emerged and took my hand
a certain warmth i felt
that day i knew
it was You.

This isn't particularly new,i wrote this a few weeks ago,didn't turn out any good but wth right?

Cheerio.

P.s.I still blog HERE.

Happiness,cannot be defined by a Word.

2009-01-17T23:51:00.000+08:00

& when They kiss
the world cease to exist
and a new world emerges
a world they call their own
the birds & the bees
stop and hover
watching,in great agitation
& when They kiss
time begins to slow
it seems as time itself
is deemed obsolete
& when They kiss
nothing in this world
could be any much purer
than when They kiss

Cheerio.

p.s .I still blog HERE

As We lay wait,I do not want the Sun to set because I do not want to forget

2009-01-16T08:07:00.000+08:00

As time draws closer

the end is near
i know
As time draws closer
know that i will return to my fortress
with the high walls,moats and towers
where i stay wait
in pain and agony
in secrecy
As time draws closer
know that You will always have
the key to the backdoor
of my impenetrable fortress.

Cheerio.

p.s. I still blog HERE

Soothing Embrace.

2009-01-11T00:59:00.000+08:00

As you can see,I have pretty much set up this blog pretty well,it's just a matter of time before i migrate from here.
In the mean time,I still blog HERE

Illusion

2008-12-24T18:57:00.000+08:00

I actually blog here