| Writer's Block |
[Oct. 1st, 2007|12:52 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | fleetingly depressed | ] |
Remember the times when you felt like you never had anything left to live for and existence just becomes so mundane you want to lie down in a nice warm bath and slit your wrists to see the pretty ribbon trails of pink swirl around lazily. Remember the times when the only option was to immerse yourself in mind numbing repetitive motions, like a catharsis, a tragedy of art, and you fall asleep exhausted, blissfully numb.
I can't hardly remember those times. But it's nights like this they creep up on me. Insidiously, like a hot knife through unsuspecting butter. The butter which never suspects. And suddenly it seizes the heart refusing to let go. Becoming a phantom pang of pain. Blooming beautifully and blowing up with a whooomph that completes the collapse of the ache in your chest.
What the hell. What happened to the nice status quo I had. And I don't know if it's worse that I know I don't want to or I can't rely on you. Ah hell. |
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| If smiles were drops of gold. |
[Sep. 18th, 2007|10:32 pm] |
I have discovered an extremely good ipoh hor fun place in holland village. Life is worth living again. Haha. In fact, just wandering around holland village at night, I realize that there are so many places (to eat) I want to go and so many things (to eat) that I want to do. And yeah. I love my food. You really couldn't tell could you. Right.
Ahhh... yes. Life is looking to be a lot more stable now. Time to dive back in to my studies with the same old enthusaism. Not so much as a route to escapism but rather with the intent to actually be good at something all over again.
'I'm not very good at expressing myself sometimes, so you'll just have to trust me'
'Sometimes eh? No really'
'......' |
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| And that's the way things work |
[Sep. 8th, 2007|08:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  amused | ] |
The word for the day is Etymology.
Now I have to figure out what I want to do about it.
'I'm like how not forboding la!' |
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| Sunday morning and the rain is falling. |
[Sep. 2nd, 2007|03:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
Had a damn good time on friday night meeting my secondary school classmates for some late night supper. Reminded me of all the retarded times we had when we were young and decadent. Now, we're just a little more grown up, not as decadant, but still as freaking retarded as before. Good things come in constant Chinese High pacakages. Whehehe.
Saturday night dinner involved steak and fries, courtesy of my sister. Had 1 kg of prime rib with my dad and promptly keeled over and died a happy, happy man.
Sunday usually involves my weekly exercise of dance but I'm contemplating on skipping it cause of the rain. It's just too nice and chilly to leave the comforts of home, plus I've the whole first season of Lost which I've YET to watch. After it taking residence in my place for about a year and a half.
Another weekend goes by and I have no idea what the time is passing for.
'so where do we go now?'
'I don't know'
'... Looks like you're saved by the bus' |
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| Something unknown this way comes. |
[Aug. 30th, 2007|07:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  chipper | ] |
I look at my closed memo yet again and think, did I rush to a conclusion too early? Perhaps in my decision to work upon this one conclusion, I have closed my mind to other plausible, compelling arguements... It seems that I intepret the evidence the way I want to, happily shoving aside facts which clamour for counter analysis, instead, just pushing for a single, unstoppable rule. I don't want to submit a one sided argument, and yet again, I don't want the hassle of contemplating too much the flip side of the case, for fear of undermining the original credibility of my predicitve writing. Can I strike a balance then? Would my intellectual discussion of a topic that has been done to death in the past three weeks bring my meagre grade up from the dastardly pits of C-dom? But what the hell eh? I'm a lazy bastard =.=
SCREW IT LA. ZOMG. HAHAA~!!!!
WHeeee. Finally done with my complete (and re-written 987537432 times) closed memo. Granted that when I wake up tomorrow morning and read through it again, I'll be tempted to tweak it more, all I can say is. I'm REALLY REAAALLLLY sick of it for today. Haha.
To everyone out there still struggling with it. Dunch worry. You'll get there soon enough, you just have to realize with the law, as much as in life, everything works if you bullshit enough :) Then again, you could just sleep with you tutor (Hur hur hur, I'm kidding of course... no. REALLY, I'm kidding)
p.s. Happy birthday serene (a.k.a kreznick) :D |
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| Noise and kisses. |
[Aug. 26th, 2007|01:47 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  awake | ] |
I wonder why I can't seem to remember to write anything uplifting down in this forsaken little journal. I'm pretty sure there HAVE been times in the past few weeks which have got me bouncing off the walls, but what the hell, where have all the memories gone? Die, I think I might be suffering from short term memory loss, which is confirm very sucky to have when you're in law school...
In other brighter notes. Hur hur my 1000 word closed memo is almost done, except for the pesky citations and quotes. Ohyeah~ And I'm going for dance training later, which with luck is going to be the inspiration I need to NOT make my weekend yet another mud-slide of muggerdom. GROWL. I WANT TO DANCE IN THE RAIN ~:D
'You know about it already?'
'yeah. I'm a bit obsessive like that'
'you don't say' |
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| The way I are. |
[Aug. 26th, 2007|02:58 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
Watch where you're stepping my friend. It's a dangerous pit to fall into. Let's give it a dateline eh? Everything will fall into place nicely when we introduce the means of a control.
this modern love - bloc party
It's populated by weirdass people |
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| What happens when you do? |
[Aug. 23rd, 2007|12:43 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  crappy | ] |
There's not much to be said about my university life except that I've discovered again what a bunch of crazy studious freaks we can all be. It's like letting the dark side of our souls take over us when we reach the peak of frenzied competition between peers. I'm surprised the blood letting has yet to begin and I'm hanging on for dear life to my one and only life buoy of mugging-dom. She keeps me afloat and sane when the rest of the cohort goes flying by straight through the wind tunnel of anti-social negative life zone.
Whhhhhooooooooossshhhh...
Give me back my days of not knowing, and not caring. |
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| Hullo complications~! |
[Aug. 18th, 2007|08:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  crazy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Muse - Supermassive Black Hole | ] |
And one would think that with fewer subjects things would be easier. Say hullo to my good friends Contract, Tort, Singapore legal system and Legal analysis writing and research :D
They contrive to kill me slowly and burn my weekends to hell and back.
Somebody save me before I die a mugger's death~ |
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| Passion. |
[Aug. 3rd, 2007|12:51 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | some things rarely change | ] |
If you ask me, I'll tell you that I don't know how or when I started loving to dance.
The beats, the rhythm, the groove. I want to pop, lock, jazz, krump, and bboy my way to peace of mind. It's just me and the music and to hell with the rest of the world. The incessant demands of daily mundaneness, the madness of the crowds, the oppressive pressure from society, the love and the hate of our beating hearts. It all stops once you start dancing. You move to the beat, and the beat flows through every fibre of your being, making you respond to it instinctively, without thought, without pretension. It's my primal joy.
And I love it when I dance, till I can't dance anymore. When my muscles burn, and the sweat rolls into my eyes, and I can't see clearly. My head pounds with the blood throbbing through my veins and I feel so alive. Without a doubt. I feel so damn alive.
To all my friends. I hope you find the thing in your life that brings you to this precipice. Making you hang onto the ledge of sanity with your finger-tips. And when you do, I hope that it makes you happy again. Cause there are so many things in life worth living for, it's only that we aren't looking hard enough~
To the banana gang especially. I love all you guys. Hang in there aight. It'll always get better :) |
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| Sing sing sing~ |
[Jul. 29th, 2007|05:52 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | awake | ] |
Sunday overnight kbox~ I hope we don't sing too many chinese songs, I'm absolute crap at chinese tunes. Death to me again for Rag practice on Monday! As long as I don't drop the girl everything's gonna be fine.
Don't drop girl, good. Drop girl, bad.
I'm going to have to remember that when I've had three hours or so of sleep again tomorrow :D |
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| What happens when you don't? |
[Jul. 29th, 2007|01:20 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | crappy | ] |
I am... Me. Don't forget your own sense of self worth regardless of the changes taking place around you. I don't like it when situations swing by so quickly I don't have time to analyse before I react. It usually doesn't end in the best of ways, which would be kind of obvious. Lolz perhaps it runs in the family, after all those talks with my sister :D but I really need to just slow down and think more. I've no idea why this loss of insight is so horribly terrifying to me, but it just is. Apathy serves it's cause for every fall, but an overdosage leaves one unable to cope in the long run.
I'm still a pain junkie at heart, and I'm afraid that I've lost something reliable.
She said 'Fireworks look the same as on television'
'So why are you here?'
'Because they aren't the same when I'm with you' |
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| Better than me. |
[Jul. 24th, 2007|11:34 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | chipper | ] |
I am surprised to discover that there is no apparent official book list for Law. Which is giving severe hesitation to me in purchasing so said books from a certain senior. At the expense of being politically incorrect... wot if I'm getting ripped off? Note to self to go find out more from different sources before transferring the not so small sum away from my bank account. To his credit, above mentioned senior seems very much like the trust-worthy sort and is a general all round nice guy...
Which still doesn't trump the fact that I know where he lives :D
Been busy the past few days preparing for Rag and the burn-out is starting to be felt. I've absolutely zero aptitude for prancing and to my dismay, there seems to be more and more prancing being injected into the dances. On the one hand, it's hard to choreo anything reallly nice without having a certain level of difficulty, but on the other hand the majority of dancers in Rag are exactly... well. Not. For the Good stuff, the Rag people are awesome to hang out with and I've picked up more group ice-breaker games than I have in the combined 12 years of my education. I kid you not. There's even one on la mian and xiao long bao.
*sobs~~~~ Gargh I don't want more jazz moves or I'm going to start crawling upside down and bounce off the walls. Argh. 'nuff said. |
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| Get your act together. |
[Jul. 24th, 2007|02:11 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  determined | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Justin TImberlake - What goes around comes around | ] |
One. Regain some insight into what life is all about.
Two. Start writing in proper sentences.
Three. Stop using indescribable keyboard spam to describe things
Four. Stop using bloody caps.
Five. Make everything and everyone worth while again =) |
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| Those flashing lights come from everywhere. |
[Jul. 22nd, 2007|04:03 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  disappointed | ] |
The older we grow the colder we grow.
I'm getting slow to feel, slow to feel
(those flashing lights come from everywhere)
You make it on your own, on your own.
You're so alone, so alone
(the way they hit her I just stop and stare)
And you, I'm sorry I couldn't say, didn't dare
And you, I'm sorry I couldn't say
And you, I'm sorry
And you.
(and now I walk around without a care)
I think that I know
(I'm love stoned and I could swear)
that I know
(that she knows)
Would it feel like to just lie down and die. |
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| Scar Tissue |
[Jul. 10th, 2007|10:12 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
Just got back from a very interesting dinner in London. Ethiopian food~ o.O Menu seemed a tad pretentious though when it started getting all fanciful near the end with marinated lamb in red wine sauce. Makes one wonder how they get their hands on red wine in Ethiopia for real =/ But all in all, unique dinner =X The food was... mmm... wholesome. lolz
On a side-note. I had a terrifying dream last night. It involved people I cared about. And some death and past heartache. Damn-ably scary. Been a long time since I woke up sweating cold. Pfft must be going to sleep in the crappy London weather...
Sigh. But the past heartache I really could have done without. Some things never change =) |
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| Barcelona! |
[Jul. 9th, 2007|11:45 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
Barcelona. is. beautiful.
Don't have much time on the internet today so I can't do a full review. But omg. Barcelona is THE holiday place to go. It's pretty damn expensive though =.= ARGH. I wanna go baaaack T.T
Hahha. On a side-note I miss Singapore already. UK weather is crazily unpredictable. It rains and shines alternately throughout the day. The weather changes faster than u can say 'tapas~' xD
p.s. when is Harry potter coming out in Singapore?? I wanna go watch o.O
p.p.s KA~ what's happening on the 14th july cosfest? I'll be landing in Singapore around noon I think so can probably head down late afternoon if it's still on :D |
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| We put the Chic in Chicken! |
[Jul. 2nd, 2007|03:40 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cold | ] |
Greetings from the UK~! The terrorsits have decided to strike and wth it's making getting around one hell of a problem. But on a side-note, If I do get blown up by a residential car bomb I just want to let all you guys know that I love ya'll. All of you. Hahaha. Okay screw that. Getting blown up isn't very likely but yes, the security threat level as of today in London, is CRITICAL. Which is a tad irritating when ur a tourist.
Back to Singapore on the 14th of July~ If anyone wants me to get em anything from UK please feel free to tell me =)
KADKASJLKJSALHDKASKASKAJDGAHKSGAHGSA. KAAAAAAAA~ Forbidden Planet~ >_<
p.s. Hahaha. Happy~! stay calm! I'll be back before you know it! =X |
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| Law camp! |
[Jun. 23rd, 2007|01:23 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
Just got back from Law camp and OMG hahaha. I think honestly. I'm really not going to have any trouble joining the anti-social muggy group. Perhaps but for one missed opportunity. |
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| It's a small crime. |
[Jun. 8th, 2007|11:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  angry | ] |
I need. to get. My life back into order.
wasting too much of my valuable time. DAMNIT. |
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