In room 1 i see a butterfly flitting back and forth another, a sense of failing uncertainty and wasted hope echoing through it.
In room 2 i see a butterfly playing with another, flying all over but with a noticeable distance holding them apart.
In room 3 i see a butterfly undaunted, much less possibly not bothered about, another butterfly who has been flying round and round it, trying to make it fly, trying to pull it up to the clouds, trying to be with it in the air.
And i see myself completing my book before 17.
June 25, 2007
June 23, 2007
Random Lyrics
Was bored on the 159 bus going home. Decided to scribble out some words.
I so can make lyrics.
Wicked
One year back 06
Listen to this rethought remix
A random feeling unfurl
Coz i, coz i found a girl
ain't what i expected
ain't what i dreamt
our relation went imperfected
and like every other destiny bent
i managed to break away
but a year on one day
she found me back
a truth so hearted it was a fact
and i realized
like a little cure bug
i had her compromised
i was, i was her drug
and she couldn't seem to let go
it was falling into an endless hole
she clung like a sick child
because she realize she loved me all this while
like a broken boomerang
this life spun off in an arc
twisted back like a storm of sand
crumbling with a single touch
the thoughts were there no longer
the emotions went no further
a torn triumph card
i was her little drug
if you're gonna ask me this is about whom. haha. don't have one. nobody really fits this lyric.
it's called bored.
rar. sch's in and i accomplished zero gaming since a day or two back.
no games till o levels. wicked.
I so can make lyrics.
Wicked
One year back 06
Listen to this rethought remix
A random feeling unfurl
Coz i, coz i found a girl
ain't what i expected
ain't what i dreamt
our relation went imperfected
and like every other destiny bent
i managed to break away
but a year on one day
she found me back
a truth so hearted it was a fact
and i realized
like a little cure bug
i had her compromised
i was, i was her drug
and she couldn't seem to let go
it was falling into an endless hole
she clung like a sick child
because she realize she loved me all this while
like a broken boomerang
this life spun off in an arc
twisted back like a storm of sand
crumbling with a single touch
the thoughts were there no longer
the emotions went no further
a torn triumph card
i was her little drug
if you're gonna ask me this is about whom. haha. don't have one. nobody really fits this lyric.
it's called bored.
rar. sch's in and i accomplished zero gaming since a day or two back.
no games till o levels. wicked.
June 19, 2007
Finally i've broken one fellow
10.12am Tuesday June 19 2007
i'm not moved, touched or affected by emotion-based events
that would have gotten the guy back. sadly it's different for me.
you see, life is not unfair.
life is very very fair. and i support it.
people take things for granted. always. it doesn't matter how many times you drill this into your head, sooner or later there'll be this i took it for granted effect.
maybe i could have held on. but i've moved into the position of letting go very quickly.
i never hold on, or grasp the past.
it's called memories. memories that will be etched into your mind.
just like my friend, who created a perfect image of her boyfriend and then forgot him, so that the image will never be changed by whatever happens.
going too deep is bad,
going too far is bad.
but if you know why, if you wish to rely on hope. then something will happen for worst or better.
i learnt to let go. none of you should copy me.
i'm not moved, touched or affected by emotion-based events
that would have gotten the guy back. sadly it's different for me.
you see, life is not unfair.
life is very very fair. and i support it.
people take things for granted. always. it doesn't matter how many times you drill this into your head, sooner or later there'll be this i took it for granted effect.
maybe i could have held on. but i've moved into the position of letting go very quickly.
i never hold on, or grasp the past.
it's called memories. memories that will be etched into your mind.
just like my friend, who created a perfect image of her boyfriend and then forgot him, so that the image will never be changed by whatever happens.
going too deep is bad,
going too far is bad.
but if you know why, if you wish to rely on hope. then something will happen for worst or better.
i learnt to let go. none of you should copy me.
June 18, 2007
Lost
Ok, bad news. i lost my allowance in my room.
i can't seem to get what i want
and
i totally can't fix back my rubik cube.
Heroes totally rock.
if i wanna be a hero, and if i had super abilities
it would be to use up 100% of my brain power.
and
it would to be to voluntarily evolve without a long drag in time.
imagine evolving into something, like a hybrid octopus shark
or a flying man. haha. i would love to fly.
but 100% brain power.
it'd be like
perfection for everything i do. perfection for the situation. it's a difference of being perfect and perfect for the situation.
anywae, that would be my power.
to use any percentage and ability of my brain.
haha!
and of course, if my brain powers doesn't include that, it'd be short-distance zero-cooldown teleportation without stress to my body or mind.
and if i could be a story book hero
i'd want to be the 44th reincarnation of Death.
i can't seem to get what i want
and
i totally can't fix back my rubik cube.
Heroes totally rock.
if i wanna be a hero, and if i had super abilities
it would be to use up 100% of my brain power.
and
it would to be to voluntarily evolve without a long drag in time.
imagine evolving into something, like a hybrid octopus shark
or a flying man. haha. i would love to fly.
but 100% brain power.
it'd be like
perfection for everything i do. perfection for the situation. it's a difference of being perfect and perfect for the situation.
anywae, that would be my power.
to use any percentage and ability of my brain.
haha!
and of course, if my brain powers doesn't include that, it'd be short-distance zero-cooldown teleportation without stress to my body or mind.
and if i could be a story book hero
i'd want to be the 44th reincarnation of Death.
June 15, 2007
I for one is Me
I decided that, as far as unfairness will go
what i am will get me what i am up to
a 60% will return a 60%
a perfect will return a perfect
a fail will return a fail
so as theory goes.
ever watched how a 10% results in 100%?
or a 90% resulting in a fail?
yeah, life does that.
it simply means you ain't in control of your life yet.
i'm gonna join some skating organization and put my perfect inside there and hope to achieve, find and get a perfect.
it's juz rambling...
All I can see are the Clouds that won't fade away
I sit on an empty grass hill
staring across till i'm fill
where the sun set and rise each morn
wishin' away this dead atmosphere i adorn
thoughts slip out of my head and drift away
slowly by slow i'm dusting each day
where the sun meets the horizon
is the amount of pictures i've drawn
images of solitude
images of a flickering prelude
my soul ceases to move
and i realise that hope is never a truth
the wind sweep past
across, over the hills so vast
and i lie on the highest hill
waiting, slowly, to then, to till...
to till the skys turn red
to till i am dead
to till i can't no more on the hills lay
to till all i can see are clouds that won't fade away
and i sit up and lace my fingers, placing my heavy head onto them, resting my elbows on my knees and feel the zephyr whip through me with my frozen eyes staring at the horizon, staring, hoping, wishing.
i know nothing will ever come out. and one day, just that one day, i gave up and walked away, far far away, and i never once looked back.
i never looked back at the person who was just like me, waiting waiting, but we just never noticed there was someone on the hill behind us.
what i am will get me what i am up to
a 60% will return a 60%
a perfect will return a perfect
a fail will return a fail
so as theory goes.
ever watched how a 10% results in 100%?
or a 90% resulting in a fail?
yeah, life does that.
it simply means you ain't in control of your life yet.
i'm gonna join some skating organization and put my perfect inside there and hope to achieve, find and get a perfect.
it's juz rambling...
All I can see are the Clouds that won't fade away
I sit on an empty grass hill
staring across till i'm fill
where the sun set and rise each morn
wishin' away this dead atmosphere i adorn
thoughts slip out of my head and drift away
slowly by slow i'm dusting each day
where the sun meets the horizon
is the amount of pictures i've drawn
images of solitude
images of a flickering prelude
my soul ceases to move
and i realise that hope is never a truth
the wind sweep past
across, over the hills so vast
and i lie on the highest hill
waiting, slowly, to then, to till...
to till the skys turn red
to till i am dead
to till i can't no more on the hills lay
to till all i can see are clouds that won't fade away
and i sit up and lace my fingers, placing my heavy head onto them, resting my elbows on my knees and feel the zephyr whip through me with my frozen eyes staring at the horizon, staring, hoping, wishing.
i know nothing will ever come out. and one day, just that one day, i gave up and walked away, far far away, and i never once looked back.
i never looked back at the person who was just like me, waiting waiting, but we just never noticed there was someone on the hill behind us.
June 14, 2007
Problematic
friends are still the cheapest thing to get, but the most expensive thing to maintain.
Like my friend.
Kept too close for comfort and next thing was relationship severed and ties hated to the core.
I mean, as much as i am inexperienced in relationships, i find that a few useful things to keep are trust and reliability and privacy.
there may be more, but these are just a few i pointed out.
I mean, to trust a friend requires a great deal. to trust a friend what they are doing is correct, what they will do is correct, what they have done is correct.
but never ever, trust a friend. no matter who the heck that person is. trust a friend but not his heart. trust his body but not his soul. trust his head but not his mind.
darkness is merely the absence of light, the back of something and found everywhere.
also, aside reliability privacy is just as important. while it's stupid to keep everything from your friend, he might as well just be your hi-bye nobody, sometimes you shouldn't divulge everything from your mind into a person.
without knowledge, anything can kill
with knowledge the chances is higher
and never seek too much of a person's privacy. if your best friend has a girlfriend, and you don't have one, what would the world be if you knew about it? so what if you could glimpse into the life you failed at? it doesn't matter. staying away from some information unless spitted out is usually a good thing.
there are some unsaid boundaries to step away from, some to cross.
knowing which ones to break and keep away from at the right time is called wisdom.
sadly it's rare to see that trait.
will i make a good one? probably yes.
but can i make a good one? different questions calls for different answer
no
Like my friend.
Kept too close for comfort and next thing was relationship severed and ties hated to the core.
I mean, as much as i am inexperienced in relationships, i find that a few useful things to keep are trust and reliability and privacy.
there may be more, but these are just a few i pointed out.
I mean, to trust a friend requires a great deal. to trust a friend what they are doing is correct, what they will do is correct, what they have done is correct.
but never ever, trust a friend. no matter who the heck that person is. trust a friend but not his heart. trust his body but not his soul. trust his head but not his mind.
darkness is merely the absence of light, the back of something and found everywhere.
also, aside reliability privacy is just as important. while it's stupid to keep everything from your friend, he might as well just be your hi-bye nobody, sometimes you shouldn't divulge everything from your mind into a person.
without knowledge, anything can kill
with knowledge the chances is higher
and never seek too much of a person's privacy. if your best friend has a girlfriend, and you don't have one, what would the world be if you knew about it? so what if you could glimpse into the life you failed at? it doesn't matter. staying away from some information unless spitted out is usually a good thing.
there are some unsaid boundaries to step away from, some to cross.
knowing which ones to break and keep away from at the right time is called wisdom.
sadly it's rare to see that trait.
will i make a good one? probably yes.
but can i make a good one? different questions calls for different answer
no
Wicked
Ok, nthing much to say except
izzit right to steal a human possession?
i probably can't pull it off. But rite now, it sickens me because it's already possessed, but there's a glimmer of faint wickedness within me that i'm stealing.
even though it may never transfer ownership over... but heck it's a chance and it'll keep my brain occupied on that aspect.
slack, skate sunburn.
whoo i so love that day when we turned tampines hockey rink into our chalet.
why would anyone shoot a target that cannot be shot at?
because it gives them the deceiving chance that it might hit.
and sometimes, they do
izzit right to steal a human possession?
i probably can't pull it off. But rite now, it sickens me because it's already possessed, but there's a glimmer of faint wickedness within me that i'm stealing.
even though it may never transfer ownership over... but heck it's a chance and it'll keep my brain occupied on that aspect.
slack, skate sunburn.
whoo i so love that day when we turned tampines hockey rink into our chalet.
why would anyone shoot a target that cannot be shot at?
because it gives them the deceiving chance that it might hit.
and sometimes, they do
June 12, 2007
Random Lyric
Falling in Love for all the wrong Reasons
look over there who'ja girl who came
hello hello can i know your name
pretty as she is, she's a first sight killer
deep inside i knew i had to get her
and i did the biggest mistake i could ever do
i knew destiny was always never ever too true
she may be the girl who makes my heart burn
but i fell in love for all the wrong reasons
she's beautiful she's sweet with her, all's past
who ever knew it'd never will last
she's charming she's witty
who could predict the ending'd never be happy
she knows it kills a guy to bball in the rain
she knew it'd make every boy's heart in pain
she knows how to dress, she knows how to touch
she knows how to barely remain within my clutch
upstage she will play her flute till everyone's bewitch
backstage she'd backstab the bitch
outside you'd break at her smiling
inside she was a scheming concoction brewing
i knew it all, i knew everything
but i couldn't let her go, i didn't want to be nothing
so i did the stupidest thing in all of history
woe me in for misery
i did the biggest mistake i could ever do
i knew destiny was always never ever too true
she may be the girl who makes my heart burn
but i fell in love with her for all the wrong reasons
i fell in
i fell in
i fell in love
one shot straight tru the heart
vowed no matter what we'll never be apart
even though, even though
i fell in love with her for all the wrong reasons.
look over there who'ja girl who came
hello hello can i know your name
pretty as she is, she's a first sight killer
deep inside i knew i had to get her
and i did the biggest mistake i could ever do
i knew destiny was always never ever too true
she may be the girl who makes my heart burn
but i fell in love for all the wrong reasons
she's beautiful she's sweet with her, all's past
who ever knew it'd never will last
she's charming she's witty
who could predict the ending'd never be happy
she knows it kills a guy to bball in the rain
she knew it'd make every boy's heart in pain
she knows how to dress, she knows how to touch
she knows how to barely remain within my clutch
upstage she will play her flute till everyone's bewitch
backstage she'd backstab the bitch
outside you'd break at her smiling
inside she was a scheming concoction brewing
i knew it all, i knew everything
but i couldn't let her go, i didn't want to be nothing
so i did the stupidest thing in all of history
woe me in for misery
i did the biggest mistake i could ever do
i knew destiny was always never ever too true
she may be the girl who makes my heart burn
but i fell in love with her for all the wrong reasons
i fell in
i fell in
i fell in love
one shot straight tru the heart
vowed no matter what we'll never be apart
even though, even though
i fell in love with her for all the wrong reasons.
June 10, 2007
June 09, 2007
Blah
I never realli liked blogging about daily events or whatever. Rather blog about issues and psychological matters.
Anywae, today was the sole day i WISHED i had not gone for my hockey friendly match but stayed at home and then gone out to watch a movie with my friend.
But like all right decisions, i went for hockey, thrashed the weaker team and lost not too badly [0-2 this time, unlike 1-14 the last time] to the better team.
We all, me telan and sean, made a pact to score one goal.
I scored 3, sean 2 and telan one.
But telan's sole shot is so damn spectacular. He plays a right stick, which means right now at this point he's weaker at anti-clockwise shots, or shots to his right side.
But this shot, he came in to the goal from the left of him, chasing after a rolling puck and tripped and shot the puck from a disadvantaged anti-clockwise angle to his right and SCORED!!!!
LIKE WT*???? even i cannot do that.
Coz lar, i nd confidence then can.
And sean, u wasted opportunity to ask her number.
it was excellently good improvement. wrong usage of grammar but heck lar.
But i nd to study. I seriously lack motivation there.
i took it, i took the chance by free will
took it upon my own sole intention
but all the chance i took i kept paying it's bill
can this time my choice not be my devastation
i never pushed myself too far too hard
always passively waiting deciding thinking
hoping one day to play my triumph card
but like a raw star that day kept distant, kept flickering
times i stole opportunity when i shouldn't
only to be lucky that it never worked out
sometimes i did things i knew i couldn't
maybe it was meant that presence was never about
like a butterfly i could never catch
like a drenched little burnt match
i could never fully grasp the essence, the soul
never could get anything but a mental shaking cold
then one day chance came upon me
not because it was present because i made it
this time it wasn't the luck i carried that was be
this time was my mind my part my wit
chance, faked and truth, all sound the same
i nearly took the bait to lair
at that time i had a different job, different game
and tried as i must both couldn't fit and somehow that was fair
turned out my chance was found by, lost by luck
wasn't my fault but a higher order's
lucky the chance i made i had it chuck
this round i never joined the table of lost hopeless's
maybe next time i'll create another one
just like i always tried, always used to
as always i realize that i could be done
maybe all along i was supposed to
I realize, what kept me going, what kept me trying, what kept me living all along was never the result but in the hope that i might achieve.
I was one who always revolved around, relied on luck. The chance of being lucky, the optimism of being naive, but i couldn't care less.
And i will never because no matter what i will keep trying simply because that there's always such a thing called luck.
And if you thought luck was striking 4D, then you're stupid.
Luck is not about gaining something;
Luck is about not losing something you should have
Always rmb my rule of luck.
Change and hope, that is what i rely on for the next day. If you never figure out what you want so that you live the next day, then it's gonna be a regrettable weekend.
Anywae, today was the sole day i WISHED i had not gone for my hockey friendly match but stayed at home and then gone out to watch a movie with my friend.
But like all right decisions, i went for hockey, thrashed the weaker team and lost not too badly [0-2 this time, unlike 1-14 the last time] to the better team.
We all, me telan and sean, made a pact to score one goal.
I scored 3, sean 2 and telan one.
But telan's sole shot is so damn spectacular. He plays a right stick, which means right now at this point he's weaker at anti-clockwise shots, or shots to his right side.
But this shot, he came in to the goal from the left of him, chasing after a rolling puck and tripped and shot the puck from a disadvantaged anti-clockwise angle to his right and SCORED!!!!
LIKE WT*???? even i cannot do that.
Coz lar, i nd confidence then can.
And sean, u wasted opportunity to ask her number.
it was excellently good improvement. wrong usage of grammar but heck lar.
But i nd to study. I seriously lack motivation there.
i took it, i took the chance by free will
took it upon my own sole intention
but all the chance i took i kept paying it's bill
can this time my choice not be my devastation
i never pushed myself too far too hard
always passively waiting deciding thinking
hoping one day to play my triumph card
but like a raw star that day kept distant, kept flickering
times i stole opportunity when i shouldn't
only to be lucky that it never worked out
sometimes i did things i knew i couldn't
maybe it was meant that presence was never about
like a butterfly i could never catch
like a drenched little burnt match
i could never fully grasp the essence, the soul
never could get anything but a mental shaking cold
then one day chance came upon me
not because it was present because i made it
this time it wasn't the luck i carried that was be
this time was my mind my part my wit
chance, faked and truth, all sound the same
i nearly took the bait to lair
at that time i had a different job, different game
and tried as i must both couldn't fit and somehow that was fair
turned out my chance was found by, lost by luck
wasn't my fault but a higher order's
lucky the chance i made i had it chuck
this round i never joined the table of lost hopeless's
maybe next time i'll create another one
just like i always tried, always used to
as always i realize that i could be done
maybe all along i was supposed to
I realize, what kept me going, what kept me trying, what kept me living all along was never the result but in the hope that i might achieve.
I was one who always revolved around, relied on luck. The chance of being lucky, the optimism of being naive, but i couldn't care less.
And i will never because no matter what i will keep trying simply because that there's always such a thing called luck.
And if you thought luck was striking 4D, then you're stupid.
Luck is not about gaining something;
Luck is about not losing something you should have
Always rmb my rule of luck.
Change and hope, that is what i rely on for the next day. If you never figure out what you want so that you live the next day, then it's gonna be a regrettable weekend.
June 06, 2007
I so love social issues
society is the one thing we live for, work for, die for.
If you don't believe me, ask yourself. You will tell you that that is the truth nothing less everything more.
And with society, goes everything related to oneself. I'M FOCUSING ON A GENERAL TERM OF THE NORMAL PEOPLE OUT THERE, so don't come and argue what nuts that there are exception. Sure, you want to talk about exceptions?
Exceptions are rare abnormalities that superceeds or crumbles compared to the stereotypical generic people. Exceptions are those who are born or decide to do things people don't generally do. Exceptions are never included in any of my debates unless I'm assaulting you on your arguement. Exceptions are stupid things which cause instabilities to debates because it becomes more of a depend situation than a hard solid fact debate.
See, in society, the generic person will always be concerned about image, impressions and identity with without the ability to be conscious about it.
But in the background, which is what i wish to aim about today, is always totally different to many as reflected among their public status.
The most important background, is not always the surroundings, the history, the parentage, the childhood but just the family. General as it seems, the family holds an important part.
Watch as a family headfigure who seems nice and gentlemanly, or gentlewomanly for those biased against talks which always relate to the male aspect first, turn nasty, vulgar and screaming in the homes of the unlucky victim.
As such, i have known many families who look pretty on the outside but crumble and fall apart within. Beauty is only skin deep, but everyone, the generical ones, will always go for it.
Impression is always what people put first, as always my arguement falls for the normal people and not exception.
That's why, a lot of people, will rather hide from the truth and live in fakeness and disreality.
Ok, talking about crap but heck
Coming up with my storyline pretty soon. Starts off with a prophecy.
XD.
Ja.
If you don't believe me, ask yourself. You will tell you that that is the truth nothing less everything more.
And with society, goes everything related to oneself. I'M FOCUSING ON A GENERAL TERM OF THE NORMAL PEOPLE OUT THERE, so don't come and argue what nuts that there are exception. Sure, you want to talk about exceptions?
Exceptions are rare abnormalities that superceeds or crumbles compared to the stereotypical generic people. Exceptions are those who are born or decide to do things people don't generally do. Exceptions are never included in any of my debates unless I'm assaulting you on your arguement. Exceptions are stupid things which cause instabilities to debates because it becomes more of a depend situation than a hard solid fact debate.
See, in society, the generic person will always be concerned about image, impressions and identity with without the ability to be conscious about it.
But in the background, which is what i wish to aim about today, is always totally different to many as reflected among their public status.
The most important background, is not always the surroundings, the history, the parentage, the childhood but just the family. General as it seems, the family holds an important part.
Watch as a family headfigure who seems nice and gentlemanly, or gentlewomanly for those biased against talks which always relate to the male aspect first, turn nasty, vulgar and screaming in the homes of the unlucky victim.
As such, i have known many families who look pretty on the outside but crumble and fall apart within. Beauty is only skin deep, but everyone, the generical ones, will always go for it.
Impression is always what people put first, as always my arguement falls for the normal people and not exception.
That's why, a lot of people, will rather hide from the truth and live in fakeness and disreality.
Ok, talking about crap but heck
Coming up with my storyline pretty soon. Starts off with a prophecy.
XD.
Ja.
Issues from the past resurfacing
Today i had the liberty of treating three friends of mine to movie. Yeah! Getting something based on my own ability with a lot of factors included.
I realize [ damn the british spelling for making me spell it with a Z instead of an S for realize ] that the most important thing i look out for in going out is etiquette and behavior. In fact, due to my observant personality, i realize that not many people think about what other people think of them.
In truth, because i bother about etiquette and behavior and mannerism and attitude and whatever that comes to factoring down how the impression of the person is being portrayed out to others, i think a lot and everything i do comes with double thinking. The times like i seem i never think at all is nearly on purpose.
Anywaes, not pointing out the fact that people have no skills in impressing people, just pointing out that image is what the public is most concerned about, and the public is what we revolve around.
Half the world hates you, half the world loves you. This is true, because it's said by me.
And most of the biased conversations that i listen to everyday are boring, because i can defend and attack the victim with the thinking i have in mind.
Simply to say, it's either i'm too matured... nonono. maturity has nothing to do with this. Simply put, i'm too indepth into my thinking. Like i've proven and said before, i've reached a level where no one has yet to touch of my generation.
Once you've my thinking, a lot of things are quite boring.
I'm sidetracking totally and conscious about it.
Reality check: I can't live without changes and I won't stick to the present. I've analyzed my past and this fact is concluded and concretely proven. I'm always looking for a change. But the things that can anchor me to the monotonity will be the things that i will hold important.
RAR!!! I WAN PLAY POOL DAMMIT!!
and i so love my wheel configuration of
back wheel - hard / outdoor
second last wheel - soft / indoor
second wheel - soft / outdoor
front wheel -soft / outdoor
totally wrong combination but i can hockey stop easier. i think it's all in the mindset but i love the new gripping and zero-friction slides.
I realize [ damn the british spelling for making me spell it with a Z instead of an S for realize ] that the most important thing i look out for in going out is etiquette and behavior. In fact, due to my observant personality, i realize that not many people think about what other people think of them.
In truth, because i bother about etiquette and behavior and mannerism and attitude and whatever that comes to factoring down how the impression of the person is being portrayed out to others, i think a lot and everything i do comes with double thinking. The times like i seem i never think at all is nearly on purpose.
Anywaes, not pointing out the fact that people have no skills in impressing people, just pointing out that image is what the public is most concerned about, and the public is what we revolve around.
Half the world hates you, half the world loves you. This is true, because it's said by me.
And most of the biased conversations that i listen to everyday are boring, because i can defend and attack the victim with the thinking i have in mind.
Simply to say, it's either i'm too matured... nonono. maturity has nothing to do with this. Simply put, i'm too indepth into my thinking. Like i've proven and said before, i've reached a level where no one has yet to touch of my generation.
Once you've my thinking, a lot of things are quite boring.
I'm sidetracking totally and conscious about it.
Reality check: I can't live without changes and I won't stick to the present. I've analyzed my past and this fact is concluded and concretely proven. I'm always looking for a change. But the things that can anchor me to the monotonity will be the things that i will hold important.
RAR!!! I WAN PLAY POOL DAMMIT!!
and i so love my wheel configuration of
back wheel - hard / outdoor
second last wheel - soft / indoor
second wheel - soft / outdoor
front wheel -soft / outdoor
totally wrong combination but i can hockey stop easier. i think it's all in the mindset but i love the new gripping and zero-friction slides.
June 03, 2007
Sick physically
I ain't no captain for no nothing.
I juz finished my 15km paya lebar airbase runway. The rest of the group, or the 8-9 of us who came, except for Brandon, yes the little kid who is a natural bad boy, died at the 7km mark. That includes Ken, Telan and the whole other bunch of hockey bad boys. Except for Terence. He doesn't fit in that group.
But it's quite sad, in that my teacher said she registered like about 32 people, and was supposed to b given the award for largest registered group [in which i know inline culture has over a 100 ++ people] but only 25% came. i suppose it's largest school group lar.
kinda fun, XL people, going thru couples and people who stick close together and chionging.
of coz, i vomited and had a seriously bad heache. was grumpy for awhile. but i realise, hey, i did 15km, there's nothing to b grumpy about. being grumpy is just a natural psychological effect of headache and i got over being grumpy very fast. XDXD
and i so wanted to each lunch with my friends at hougang point. POTS AND PANS!! the most cool shop in point's kopitiam EXCEPT the stupid soup.
and i'm soooo shacked.
I juz finished my 15km paya lebar airbase runway. The rest of the group, or the 8-9 of us who came, except for Brandon, yes the little kid who is a natural bad boy, died at the 7km mark. That includes Ken, Telan and the whole other bunch of hockey bad boys. Except for Terence. He doesn't fit in that group.
But it's quite sad, in that my teacher said she registered like about 32 people, and was supposed to b given the award for largest registered group [in which i know inline culture has over a 100 ++ people] but only 25% came. i suppose it's largest school group lar.
kinda fun, XL people, going thru couples and people who stick close together and chionging.
of coz, i vomited and had a seriously bad heache. was grumpy for awhile. but i realise, hey, i did 15km, there's nothing to b grumpy about. being grumpy is just a natural psychological effect of headache and i got over being grumpy very fast. XDXD
and i so wanted to each lunch with my friends at hougang point. POTS AND PANS!! the most cool shop in point's kopitiam EXCEPT the stupid soup.
and i'm soooo shacked.
June 01, 2007
O-M-G
Pwned is a term when skill is being applied by the user to defeat the opponent.
O-M-G is a term when a kid called Felix Chow who has absolutely no skill in playing pool wins three times in a round, and those three times are his first times, and he wins because
: opponent [GN] shoots black eight into hole
: no balls left and fires white ball into the hole and somehow the black ball rolls into the hole [clear table]
: dad calls him and he tells himself last try and clears his last ball and does a long-range shot to the black ball and scores.
of coz, this hasn't included the number of times tyco shots were made such as long-range, back-shot, cannon-shot, break-shot and the one where you score a ball, the white ball goes whizzing to the hole and simply bounces on the edges of the hole but DOES NOT go in. <<< my first score!!
haha. anywae, i kinda like pool. gives the matured feeling. lol.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY leo.
good to be 16.
actually pool i play well coz i know how to be a beginner. you learn frm previous tries, apply different methods, find the one that suits you and improve on it. it's quite basical really. and sometimes, use the experience from online games or whatever. most of the time all games are linked and the strategy used here is same as there. generally usually stereotypically.
i do hope the best for my friend.
ok, todae's first june and i will finish some studying or work.
yes, i will improve my english by reading!!!
i love yesterday, today and everyday, i love my friends, i love my family, i love trying new things out, and i love myself.
can you say that to yourself?
O-M-G is a term when a kid called Felix Chow who has absolutely no skill in playing pool wins three times in a round, and those three times are his first times, and he wins because
: opponent [GN] shoots black eight into hole
: no balls left and fires white ball into the hole and somehow the black ball rolls into the hole [clear table]
: dad calls him and he tells himself last try and clears his last ball and does a long-range shot to the black ball and scores.
of coz, this hasn't included the number of times tyco shots were made such as long-range, back-shot, cannon-shot, break-shot and the one where you score a ball, the white ball goes whizzing to the hole and simply bounces on the edges of the hole but DOES NOT go in. <<< my first score!!
haha. anywae, i kinda like pool. gives the matured feeling. lol.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY leo.
good to be 16.
actually pool i play well coz i know how to be a beginner. you learn frm previous tries, apply different methods, find the one that suits you and improve on it. it's quite basical really. and sometimes, use the experience from online games or whatever. most of the time all games are linked and the strategy used here is same as there. generally usually stereotypically.
i do hope the best for my friend.
ok, todae's first june and i will finish some studying or work.
yes, i will improve my english by reading!!!
i love yesterday, today and everyday, i love my friends, i love my family, i love trying new things out, and i love myself.
can you say that to yourself?
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