I go to school, but I never learn what I want to know.
"我的眼中只有你一个人." My heart cried out.
But my mouth froze and words died in my throat.
I don't know if i will succeed, but i will still try.
"One can become lost in such work, and forget oneself. Or one can go even deeper, and find many recollections of that self."
- "Assassin's Quest" by Robin Hobb
"我的眼中只有你一个人." My heart cried out.
But my mouth froze and words died in my throat.
I don't know if i will succeed, but i will still try.
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"If It Kills Me"
Hello, tell me you know
Yeah, you figured me out
Something gave it away
It would be such a beautiful moment
To see the look on your face
To know that I know that you know now
And baby that's a case of my wishful thinking
You know nothing
Well you and I
Why, we go carrying on for hours on end
We get along much better
Than you and your boyfriend
[Chorus:]
Well all I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can't say it after all we've been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
How long, can I go on like this,
Wishing to kiss you,
Before I rightly explode?
This double life I lead isn't healthy for me
In fact it makes me nervous
If I get caught I could be risking it all
Cause maybe there's a lot that I miss
In case I'm wrong
[Chorus]
If I should be so bold
I'd ask you to hold my heart in your hand
I'd tell you from the start how I've longed to be your man
But I never said I would
I guess I'm gonna miss my chance again
All I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can't say it after all we've been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If it kills me
I think it might kill me
And all I really want from you is to feel me
Yeah, the feeling inside keeps building
I'll find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
It might kill me
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"This is the problem. If you do anything at all, you stand the chance, no matter how many precautions you take, of never being able to do anything again.
An accident is something which, by its very nature, cannot be prevented.
But no one has got that. Which means that everything now comes with a hand-rail and a luminous jacket and a hard hat and steel-toe-capped boots and a banksman and ear defenders and protective strips and beeps and bongs and warnings and notices and rules, and that means nothing is quite as much fun as it used to be when you could make a buggy from bits of old pram and see how fast it would go down a steep hill."
- Jeremy Clarkson in Top Gear Magazine UK Edition August 2009
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After you have been in a kampong or some remote place in Malaysia for even a day or two, you get a culture shock when you come back home.
The modern buildings. The transport infrastructure. The well-paved roads.
You can't help thinking to yourself: If we hadn't gain any independence and were still under Malaysia, our country would still be like those kampong areas.
And for that, we should all be grateful for what we have now.
Happy 44th Birthday, Singapore.
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Why are people trying to foist me on some poor girl?
Look. I'm fugly and a loser. And to top it all off, i'm an engineer.
So not only am i as boring as hell, i am also absolutely rubbish with girls. I say and do all the wrong things.
So. Please. Spare a thought for the female gender of the world. Do not bring them a fate that is worse than death.
"Geek In The Pink"
[Record scratching sounds]
[Rapper] Yo, brother A to Z
[Mraz] Yo, whassup B?
[Rapper] Yo, what time is it?
[Mraz] Haha it's laundry day
Well, let the geek in the pink take a stab at it
If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby wink at it
I may be skinny at times but I'm fat fulla rhymes
Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it
Well, isn't it delicious, crazy way that I'm kissin'
'Cause baby listen to this, don't wanna miss it while it's hittin'
Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in
But don't ever quit cause soon I'm gonna let you in but see
I don't care what she might think about me
You can vibe without me if you want
I could be the one to take her home
Baby we could rock the night alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you out
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge me by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away
Like the geek in the pink
Like the geek in the pink, pink, pink
The geek in the pink, yeah
Well this relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody
But Cupid's automatic musta fired multiple shots at her
Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter
At least I talk about it keep a pattern of flattery and
She was starin' through the doorframe
Eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend
Well she can get her toys outta the drawer then
Cause I ain't comin' home I don't need that attention, see
I don't care what she might think about me
You'll get by without me if she wants
I could be the one to take her home
Baby we could rock the night alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be the let down
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you out
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away
Hey baby look at me go
From zero to hero
You better take it from a geek like me
I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums
Who wouldn't care if you com...plete him or not
So what I've got a short attention span
A coke in my hand
Because I'd rather have the afternoon, relax and understand
My hip hop and flip-flops it don't stop with the light rock
A shot to mock you kinda puts me in the tight spot
The hype is nothing more than hoo-ha so I'm
Developing a language and I'm callin' it my own
So take a peek into the speaker and you'll see what I mean
That on the other side the grass is greener
I don't care what she might think about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I could be the one to take you/her home
Baby we could rock the night alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be the let down
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you out/on
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away
Like the geek in the pink
Well, I'm the geek in the pink, yo pink pink
Geek is the color for fall, I'm the geek in the pink yeah
So I'm the geek yo, in the pink yo.
Hahah, y'all geek is the new color for fall
I'm the geek in the pink
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"Life is an onslaught of difficult problems.
And the ones who find the correct answers get to survive.
In which case, i think everyone wants to get as many right as they can."
- King Barragan's Fraccion, Arrancar Findor Carias in Bleach Episode 219: Hisagi's Shikai! The Name is...
There are times when life presents you with the opportunity. Its up to you to either grasp it with both hands, or to ignore it.
I prefer to seize any chance to make my life more interesting.
“The trickster, the riddler, the keeper of balance, he of the many faces who finds life in death and who fears no evil; he who walks through doors”
- “Brisinger” by Christopher Paolini
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“A man from The Tape Gallery told me the other day that a car can never be art.
Because for something to be art, it can have no purpose other than itself: No function.”
- Jeremy Clarkson in "Top Gear" Season 11 Episode 4
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"New Divide"
I remembered black skies
The lightning all around me
I remembered each flash
As time began to blur
Like a startling sign
That fate had finally found me
And your voice was all I heard
Did I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Give me reason
To fill this hole
Connect this space between
Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide
There was nothing inside
The memories left abandoned
There was nowhere to hide
The ashes fell like snow
And the ground caved in
Between where we were standing
And your voice was all I heard
Did I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Across this new divide
In every loss in every lie
In every truth that you deny
And each regret and each goodbye
Was a mistake to great to hide
And your voice was all I heard
Did I get what I deserve
So give me reason
To prove me wrong
To wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross
The distance in your eyes
Give me reason
To fill this hole
Connect this space between
Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide
Across this new divide
Across this new divide
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"Black Or White"
I Took My Baby
On A Saturday Bang
Boy Is That Girl With You
Yes We're One And The Same
Now I Believe In Miracles
And A Miracle
Has Happened Tonight
But, If
You're Thinkin'
About My Baby
It Don't Matter If You're
Black Or White
They Print My Message
In The Saturday Sun
I Had To Tell Them
I Ain't Second To None
And I Told About Equality
An It's True
Either You're Wrong
Or You're Right
But, If
You're Thinkin'
About My Baby
It Don't Matter If You're
Black Or White
I Am Tired Of This Devil
I Am Tired Of This Stuff
I Am Tired Of This Business
Sew When The
Going Gets Rough
I Ain't Scared Of
Your Brother
I Ain't Scared Of No Sheets
I Ain't Scare Of Nobody
Girl When The
Goin' Gets Mean
[L. T. B. Rap Performance]
Protection
For Gangs, Clubs
And Nations
Causing Grief In
Human Relations
It's A Turf War
On A Global Scale
I'd Rather Hear Both Sides
Of The Tale
See, It's Not About Races
Just Places
Faces
Where Your Blood
Comes From
Is Where Your Space Is
I've Seen The Bright
Get Duller
I'm Not Going To Spend
My Life Being A Color
[Michael]
Don't Tell Me You Agree With Me
When I Saw You Kicking Dirt In My Eye
But, If
You're Thinkin' About My Baby
It Don't Matter If You're Black Or White
I Said If
You're Thinkin' Of
Being My Baby
It Don't Matter If You're Black Or White
I Said If
You're Thinkin' Of
Being My Brother
It Don't Matter If You're
Black Or White
Ooh, Ooh
Yea, Yea, Yea Now
Ooh, Ooh
Yea, Yea, Yea Now
It's Black, It's White
It's Tough For You
To Get By
It's Black , It's White, Whoo
It's Black, It's White
It's Tough For You
To Get By
It's Black , It's White, Whoo
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When i grow up, i want to engineer and drive a sports car! :D
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Gentlemen. We have astonishing news to report on the war front.
Firstly, the City-of-Pullups. As we have last reported, the enemy, Weak-Arms, have taken control of the city and are heavily fortified. Despite the Discipline-Artillery, the Persistent-Rangers and Keep-Trying-Paratroopers, the results have been mixed. Neither side has been able to control the entire city. Fighting has been fierce in the built-up areas. Casualties are mounting, but I believe we were gaining ground slowly and steadily.
However, on this final day of reckoning, a miracle happened. A typhoon broke out and wiped out almost all of our enemies. Our troops, stunned by this occurrence, pushed through the remaining token resistance and secured a famous victory! The City-of-Pullups is ours!
Secondly, the Cliff-of-Shuttle-Runs. Due to its close proximity to the Coast-of-Jogging, Flabby-Thighs were divided to concentrate on these two areas, and hence our army did likewise. Buoyed by the victory at the City-of-Pullups, our army fought hard at the Cliff-of-Shuttle-Runs. The battle was short but arduous. However, we have secured a slight advantage over the enemy and are planning for the next decisive operation. We have every confidence that we will defeat them in the next few days.
Thirdly, Sit-up Town. With the additional supplies and reinforcements, our army has taken over the town and eradicated the enemy, Spare-Tire Tummy! We do not expect any further trouble from Sit-up Town.
Fourth, the Forest-of-SBJ. To be frank, this area had come as a shock to us. We had not accounted for this surprising obstacle. Our first few attempts in trying to push through this forest, were met with strong resistance. Scouts and reconnaissance troops were sent to verify the strength and identity of the enemy. The enemy was identified as Weight-and-Disuse.
After much discussion, we deployed the Practice-Guerrillas to combat this new threat. Before the final day of reckoning, a few exercises were conducted to ensure that we have sufficient preparation. The extra effort paid off as we pushed back the enemy who were no doubt surprised by our teamwork and efficiency. The Forest-of-SBJ is ours!
Lastly, the Coast-of-Jogging. Despite our constant barrage and frontal attacks, the enemy has held firm. We thought we were succeeding in this war of attrition, but they launched a surprising counter-attack and regained their lost ground. In addition, recent reports suggested that the enemy had additional resources and had an advantage over us.
Thanks to your continual support, we poured additional resources and troops into this front. Before the final day of reckoning, we managed to decimate much of the enemy troops, Flabby-Thighs. Encouraged by such news and with all the victories at the various fronts, our troops charged once more on the final day and won the Battle-for-Jogging!
In summary, we have secured victories in all of the fronts except the Cliff-of-Shuttle-Runs. However, we are in various stages of discussion and are determined to win this final battle front. We shall not fail and disappoint! We shall prevail and overcome!
This concludes our report on the War-On-Flab. Thank you.
The meeting is adjourned.
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"You don't fear your own strength, do you?
Or your enemy's strength...
You've reached your limit.
The sword you wield...
Those who do not fear the sword they wield, have no right to wield a sword at all.That's what i was taught."
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When I'm trying to undo people's mistakes, i get tired.
When i get tired, i get irritable.
When i get irritable, i lose my temper easily.
When i get irritable, i try not to interact with people because i might lose my temper and they do not deserve that.
So in short,
When i'm trying to undo people's mistakes, i lose my temper easily.
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To Rafael Benitez:
If you're watching this - but obviously you won't be watching this because you are frothing at the mouth because you've eaten so many sour grapes - but IF you're watching this by mistake:
Eat dust.
We've claimed our 18th English Premiership League trophy, and there will be more to come. And just to give you an idea of how serious we are, here's some poke-in-the-eye information.
Goalkeepers: Ben Foster, 26, Tomasz Kuszczak, 27
Defenders: Rafael Da Silva, 18, Fabio Pereira da Silva, 18
Midfielders: Nani, 22, Rodrigo Possebon, 20, Zoran Tosic, 22
Strikers: Federico Macheda, 17
To Chelsea:
Get your act together. Or rather get a manager that will last you for more than one season. THEN you might be able to challenge us.
To Arsenal:
Another season in transition? How many more seasons do you need before your babies become men?
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After close to six months, there is now a marked difference.
A general recognition. A sudden knowledge that i've been accepted and fitted in.
“I pulled myself up to stand straight. I shook my head, and I swear I almost felt my brain settle. “Verity,” I said, and embraced his consciousness to mine. It was easy; it had always been easy, but before I had believed there was something to lose by doing so.
We did not meld into one person, but instead fit together like bowls stacked in a cupboard. He rode me comfortably, like a well-loaded pack. I took a breath and lifted my axe. “Again,” I said to Burrich.”
- “Royal Assassin” by Robin Hobb
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"Won't Go Home Without You"
I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen
She left before I had the chance to say
Oh
The words that would mend the things that were broken
But now it's far too late, she's gone away
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
The taste of your breath, I'll never get over
The noises that she made kept me awake
Oh
The weight of things that remained unspoken
Built up so much it crushed us everyday
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
Of all the things I felt but never really shown
Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go
I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
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The first thing you notice as you descend, is the sudden peace. An absolute silence punctuated only by the sound of your breathing into the regulator and the air bubbles escaping into the surface.
As you descend, you start to notice a second thing: Blue. Lots and lots of blue. The vibrant color surrounds and engulfs you, with the sun rays piercing the surface occasionally.
As the last bit of air bubbles out of your BCD and you exhale slowly and calmly, the weightless feeling sinks in. The sound of your breathing and air bubbles makes a constant musical backdrop to the scene unfolding before you. As the pressure builds up while you slowly reach the bottom of the sea floor, you equalize constantly.
Once at the bottom of the sea floor, you check that your buddy is with you and you two set off in an adventure like no other.
The closest thing i can describe that is akin to diving, is flying. The weightless feeling, the sense of complete unrestrained movement and the gliding above the sea floor. This is what a bird must feel like when it flies: A sense of joy and unbridled freedom.
As you quest forward, the sea unveils its treasure to you. Fishes swim in schools, shimmering in vivid colors of red, blue and green. Stony corals placidly shelter teems of sea life while providing a fascinating background of colors and shapes. Soft corals wave lazily at you, while shy fishes peek out from their hiding places. Occasionally, a brave white fish will swim up to have a curious investigation of you before darting away.
As you glide along marveling at nature, fresh air is brought into your lungs steadily and reassuringly. You move along, trying to see as much sea life as you can. Constant monitoring of your SPG soon indicates that you don't have much air left. Reluctantly signaling to your buddy, you two head up to the surface, with the wonderful sights deeply embedded into your mind.
I'll be back, you fervently promise.
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Eh. I don't think i'm sitting in your car. If i do so, there will be three people at the back. If there's a jam, they are going to suffer.
Okay lor. I anything one. But why you so stupid? Got car to sit, you don't want.
*outrage* Stupid?! I'm trying to be considerate here. I'm thinking for those people at the back.
*chuckles* Okay lor. Whatever.
Why is it that when you try to be considerate, people laugh at you for doing so?
“I had always believed, perhaps childishly, that if you followed the rules, you would be protected, that things like that would not happen to you. Afterwards, I felt … tricked. Foolish. Gullible, that I had thought ideals could protect me.
Honour and courtesy and justice … .they are not real, Fitz. We all pretend to them, and hold them to us like shields. But they guard only against folk who carry the same shields. Against those who have discarded them, they are no shields at all, but only additional weapons to use against their victims. ”
- “Assassin’s Quest” by Robin Hobb
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"Take my memories of my mother, and the feelings that went with them. I do not want to know them at all.
Take the ache in my throat when i think of Molly, take all the sharp-edged, bright-colored days i recall with her. Take their brilliance and leave me but the shadows of what i saw and felt. Let me recall them without cutting myself on their sharpness.
Take my days and nights in Regal's dungeons. It is enough to know what was done to me. Take it to keep, and let me stop feeling my face against that stone floor, hearing the sound of my nose breaking, smelling and tasting my own blood.
Take my hurt that i never know my father, take my hours of staring up at his portrait when the great hall was empty and i could do so alone.
Take my memories of that tower-top, of the bare windswept Queen's Garden and Galen standing over me.
Take that image of Molly going so willingly to Burrich's arms. Take it and quench it and seal it away where it can never sear me again..."
-"Assassin's Quest" by Robin Hobb
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