Magnetism of Man

Dear soul,
allow me to test my lore..
how well do i know you, Mr. English?
how well do i know you, Mr. M?

man is the highest fruit on the tree of evolution. it is for a man to realize his position in nature and understand the true meaning of his life. do know your purpose and then, you will discover for yourself. guidelines can be given, but you must create the necessary conditions for the arising of realization yourself.
man maybe clever enough to land on the moon and discover wondrous things in the universe, but has yet to delve into the inner workings of his own mind. he has yet to learn how his mind can be developed to the fullest potential so that its true nature can be realized.
as yet, man is still wrapped in ignorance. he does not know who he really is or what is expected of him. as a result, he misinterprets everything and acts on that misinterpretation.
it is not conceivable that our entire civilization is built on this misinterpretation? the failure to understand his existence leads him to assume a false identity of a bloated, self-seeking egoist, and to pretend to be what he is not or is unable to be.
man must be make an effort to overcome ignorance to arrive at realization. all great men are born as human beings from the womb, but they worked their way up to greatness. realization cannot be poured into the human heart like water into the tank.
man can be enlightened if he wakes up from the 'dream' that is created by his own ignorant mind, and becomes fully awakened. he must realize that what he is today is the result of an untold number of repetitions in thoughts and actions. he is not ready-made, he is continually process of becoming, always changing. and it is in the characteristic of change that his future lies, because it means that it is possible for him to mould his character and destiny through the choices of his actions, speech and thoughts. indeed, he becomes the thoughts and actions that he chooses to perform.

the counterbalance..

As human beings we must have an aim in life.. do we??
a person not observing a righteous way of life will neva find de aim n if he does not uphold some noble principles, he wud be jeopardize..
kononNya now, people are so materialistic..de realm of science is luring us in..no doubt dat scientists n psychologists hav widened our intellectual horizon, but dey hav not likewise been able to give us a purpose in life, which only noble principles could do..
at times, i really dont get it..why Christians love to brainwash us with their preachings..phrases frm a BOOK?.. we mortals must choose a rational and meaningful way of life based on their firm conviction n not one founded on mere mythological beliefs, traditional practices n theories..one shud not force anyone to accept any particular religious laws nor exploit his or her state of poverty, illiteracy or emotions to induce dat person to accept their beliefs..just like de older generations..their conceptions n reflections are way dissent frm me..people changed, dey metamorphosed..followin a believe blindly only abuses our intelligence n dignity. we do have rationality to distinguish between right n wrong, competent enuff to adapt to changing circumstances..therefore, pls choose a respectable way of life dat is suitable n one dat measures up to their expectations..having de rights to decide for ourselves without recourse to any form of coercion..we mortals are selfish and mean, aren't we?

Reaping wat u sow, isn't it a way of life dat satisfies humanity's most profound n lofty aspirations? yet, it is able to remove de stress n strain of everyday life, besides givin a purpose to life.it does not instil fear in us.. like de proverb, 'good begets good n bad begets bad', every action has its reaction..aren't this universal laws?
this way of life fully agrees with these fundamental laws n people hav to abide by dem and 'reap what they sow'..once again, we mortals are not flawless and impeccable. people perpetrate evil deeds out of greed, anger n ignorance..in lust and envious taken in as well? human beings r intoxicated with power, jealousy, pride n craving fer world domination..dat person who delighted in me, his soul was ripped apart by his kiasu-ness n loftiness..such weakness can only be overcome thru his self-realization..
the fortunes and misfortunes people experience in this world r not due to some external influences but de good n bad actions, words n deeds they themselves had previously committed..i am a sinful soul within..am i? grieve or pain is wat my soul shud indemnify? we are the results of wat we were, n we will be de results of wat we are..

The way of life is clear, reasonable and gives complete answers to all important questions n problems about life, endure de patience..those who hate their lives, who hate de circle of peoples surroundin them, whine bout imperfections, fucking people's life up..nothing but umbraging other soul, they're reproach to those who gave dem life..things take place for a reason, live to find the reason..all methods applied, does not divide humanity into the 'saved' n the 'lost'..as a civilized system we're in, it teaches how to tame de wild n refine de tamed..the counterbalance in mortals.. some are nurtured, some are natured.. de world is riddled with racial, political, religious, communal n ideological differences..de distinguish between human n non-human, is de mind..the all powerful force-the creator n destroyer of humankind as well as de architect of humanity's fate....at least, for your own..way of life has been an admirable beacon of light radiating on de hill for guiding de ones, those u dear heartly..dispelling de darkness of ignorance.. leading a positive life n creating happiness for oneself or others is much better than a selfish mortal of trying to satisfy one's ego n greed..

De remarkably haughty-one,

Maybe it is such a revelry for you to manipulate a mortal existence, or as a stooge i would serve as triumphant through your bygone chronicles. a sentient soul within, i am. ferocity is fearful and i take it grievously. be it whined or whines up my labyrinth, its a momentous sequel to me. sensing my vain and vexatious soul, what is your snare? a pitfall? reveal the completion of your quirky jokes and what is up ahead of the clouded peculiarity.. anxiety of the poodle? am i an instant-mockery-butcher? pardon such a tomfoolery in the soul. dawn is breaking, and the presence of moonlit is diminishing. sanction me to retreat back to my solitariness. this delicate mortal is dominant by the spellbinder ; within the stupendous field of vim, wholly and entirely possessed by the one who is oft for. condone the bewilderedness of this unrefined soul..

-peacekeeper-

i am now back to de spellbinder...
de night is still.. tranquility encompassing the protected one..
i went fer movie just now with him and watched Alien vs Predator 2. it was not bad.. some scene were provocative.. touches of gross-ness as well.. overall, it's a par rating.. his hereness is always there, fending me from those incubuses.. i will always get an intimate and profound glimpse in him.. beneath his consciousness is where i seek asylum and love..
i am glad dat i am still here..the mighty one is kind and charitable enough..
i am still fine.. =)
for years, it haven't return..hopefully, de resurrection would be done for..

lil bunny hop... back to de burrow..

Blitheness Of Soul

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to those who i dear, care and love..
new year is comin... lotsa resolutions i'm TRYING to make..
a lil recap of de bygones..

• i'm hooked up with BLEACH, and thanks to crunchyroll fer dat, coz i transmitted de malady of BLEACH-NESS to him and yrag...
• me went to pavilion fer movie. we watched National Treasure-Books of secret.. it's a par fer de movie rating.. and we're both contended with an issue bout A.J's biological father..too bad, i won!! Jon Voight is her pap!
• on Christmas Eve, i was supposed to spend my dinner with him but sucha unfortunate upshot happened to me. dad was addressing somethin to me around hood's barn again -.-.. after de yadaS, me headed on to gardens to shop for christmas pressie. me and mark went to Crystal Jade fer lunch..
• i am eagerly compliant dat i managed to get something. =) *unforgivable*

thanks saccharine for de night..de moonlit, de breeze and de stars.. and nevertheless, ur warmth..i'm always wakeful as usual.. de bed is like a bundle of paradoxes where we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret..we make up our minds every night to leave it early, but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late..
how do people go to sleep? i'm afraid i've lost de knack. i might try busting myself smartly over de temple with the night-light, repeatin to myself, slowly n soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound whether me can remember any of the damn things..but it's still helpless.. his presence is an excessive completion to me..nothing cures de insomnia, nothing but de cure, which is his presence..my soul resides on de peace n serenity.. wadda heck i am talkin..shyt!! ..i'm havin de word-vomit again..

well, i attended my uncle's wedding today at Royal Court.. food was a tasty morsel..de evening was great.. but i was kinda topsy-turvy when it touches de famlay issue..i had no idea who were they and how to LABEL/TAG dem.. so de best way was to SMILE..and dey will intro themselves.. i was camwhoring a lil..and i took some random pics..

a glimpse of me before (below) and after dinner (right)

enthusiasm for de passionate

Alot has been said n written bout relationships but among de many points raised, one fact alwiz stick out - dat a man n woman are very different frm each other, like strangers preached at 2 ends of a bridge, either side unwilling to move to de other..there's always a BUT..all it takes to meet in de middle is a lil understanding, openness n alot of communication.
Well, let's switch to de man's VIEW and THINKING...
never know wat a man is thinkin about beneath de veneer of peers, work and all their thingy.. i wud say these creature is secretive n keeps feelings to himself. he wants commitment but may not want to show it..just take it dat way, maybe they're not outspoken when it comes to matters of relationships. man desires intimacy but wont take de necessary steps to cross de bridge to meet de woman in de middle.. they tend to put emotions on ice, n reserves their passion fer something else.. at times, i so wanna numb-chuck these lil creature coz getting him to talk about his problems is like tryin to pry open an unripe durian!
Courtship arises.. Doest it really matters?? well, we can define it as de excitement, the chase or the mystery. Human used to say dat courtship is actually a very analytical step in every relationship..well, F dat.. coz i've missed it.. well, de key to a meaningful relationship durin courtship is intimacy and passion..and this is wat lure me to his NEST.. =)
wat i hate is dat, MEN regard this steady/serious relationship as de end of passion and settle down to being 'just comfortable'.. the phrase 'till death do us part' do seem to paint a bleak picture fer the usually commitment-phobic male.. u dulios tend to think of it as imprisonment, but its more of a bond of heart and soul. with commitment, both parties can trust one another..i do understand one thing, it takes trust to make things work, coz without it, commitment is like an annoying itch which can soon develop into an open wound if u keep scratching at it.. i've learn my lesson..
let us come to a bigger thingy now....

SEX and INTIMACY..
i think men and women have very different views bout sex.. fer a woman, sex is an intimate display of affection dat makes a relationship stronger..ok, at times it might be de H word -.-.. for de man, its a different matter altogether. it's an EXTENSION of his MACHO existence.. he considers it of utmost importance, n almost inevitably links it with his status as a man, much lyk his job.. perhaps it is even de reason fer his anxiety among his peers..
strange but true.. when he's unable to perform or live up to his partner's expectations, man can feel pressured n retreat even deeper into his CAVE.. it will even becomes taboo to talk nor mention bout his failin condition. .these creature rarely thinks bout his emotional involvement in de sexual context..
Why does he always ask, was it good for u? like it? and yada yada.. bla bla... simple, it's not just bout performance.. it's also bout de level of intimacy one feels when havin S word with his partner. well, maybe they think it's important to want to fulfill dat need n not just fuel de desire with performance.. Prove me wrong den, dulios!! they think of themselves as sex gods.. cough cough*..Men always have this ideology of being Mr.Fix-it-all..

it crushes my mind at times coz when they faced with a prob dat they cant solve, he tends to find de nearest target to blame. HIMSELF. it's when he examines every possible cause dat he will come to de conclusion dat his lack of ability is his own fault..Again, being a man, he'll always view this as a show of weakness n question his own abilities - especially SO in de sexual context..do u men feel 'macho' to boast about conquests or brag bout powerful performances in bed to other men??
Watever happens, both of us must face it.. no one is goin to build a better, shorter or more convenient bridge for us.. communicating and bonding are essentials.. if u dulios are opening up to tell us bout it, we women r not all bout whining and pain in de ass.. we will listen n b there fer u to go thru together.. but i do understand it may be harder fer some men to come out of their shell at first n it's women's role to make him feel comfortable.. dat's why, coaxing is better than coaching.. women are always complements to men..never jump to de conclusion dat because his mouth is shut, so are his feelings..givin time and patience is all i can offer to u..
learn to bear..learn to bear..
it will all be ok, when i'm in his arms..

.......................

Tonight i wanna cry - Keith Urban

Alone in this house again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away

(Chorus:)
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

Would it help if I turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with this pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

dear soul, pls stay strong with me..
pull me thru and bear with me..
goodnight to myself... *cuddle*

culmination of de kinship..

if procrastination is de thief of time, most people wud now be paupers.. we juz lurve to put off till tomorrow what we can do today. it's not our fault really, dat we tend to procrastinate.. not if ur born with the condition like me..where i'm actually in this thingy called BOP which stands for Born to Procrastinate..me as one BoPers dun get a kick out of de adrenaline rush dat comes with eleventh-hour action. as in people like me cant help it, it's in my genes dulios.. why else would we delay our glorious entry into de brave new world until the doctor's forceps or vacuum force us out frm de warmth of our mother's womb???
okay, move on...

me start to feel dat i aren't naturally endowed with brainy cells, so i have to slog of 4 exams de hard way..sigh, midterm is comin soon. .hate exams to de max..fine, let's face it.. muggin for exams is as fun as whittlin thick logs into pencils, so u cant reli blame me fer putting off revisions till de last minute.. i do wonder, askin de mighty one..why am i afflicted wid this ailment which causes me sucha immeasurable suffering.. but luckily ur fair enuff, coz in return.. u gave me de significant one..de one me heart.. =)

well, yesterday me went to laundry...
a picture of us.. yan was totally wasted, sucha irksome idiotic dumb-ASS.. i dont hate him, just stop messin around with mylife.. i'm not sure whether its de age prob or maturity a person possesses.. thanks brotha for de wonderful things u did.. de lovingness, guarding me, bearin with my shitty attitude.. thanks fer de words u told me last night..
de night started of great, but certain things hit me within..and me quaffed and tossed down liquors like my grandpa's place..to keep my mind unconstrained by those things which i fear most, which alwix creeps into my soul and just learn to breathe.. i'm always like a dying fishy, desperately graspin for air.. thou i'm not in his embrace, but i miss him 24/7.. newayz, thanks brotha..

well, back to me now.. cant help it, he's my fetish!!
at times, i do wonder wat is my dream..

we all have dreams. but in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lotsa determination, dedication, self-discipline, n exertion.. the instinct within me right now is to dig in my heels, whether i'm feelin on iffy ground but eventually, it will make things more difficult than they have to be.. well, i might not know how long i'm permitted to live.. gimme a lil more time.. there're lotsa more fer me to cherish...
yawnz, gotta go sleep early.


something for de one..

enthrallment of the arty gaze

.........
falalalala...
mmmmmm... i'm always caught within de rapture of melodious tunes... i'm bein such'an old soul.. soul-placed in de stillness of time.. i can think about something so much dat it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy..watever this issue is, it's time to explore it all de way thru, whether it's by myself or with u...

the love in dubrovnik.. =)

well, those who can't be witty exert themselves to be devout and affectionate.

de soul within..
she's not afraid, she just likes to use her night light
when she gets paid, true religion gets it all
if dey fit right...
she's a little bit manic, completely organic
doesn't panic for the most part...
she's old enough to know, and young enough not to say no
to any chance dat she gets for home plate tickets to see the band
like everybody, she's in over her head,
Dreads Feds, Grateful Dead, and doesn't take meds.
she's a vain sagittarian
thinks all men r addicted to porn
but, damn she's a complement...
her eyes, that's where hope lies
dat's where blue skies meet the sunrise
de one u want when she reach home
she got the kinda strength that every man wishes he had.
she loved Michael Jackson up until he made Bad.. grin*
tells me that she lives about a hundred lives,
scares those to death when she thinks and drives
says cowboy hats make her look fat...
she doesn't know de word 'impossible'
don't care where bout wat have been and doesn't care where we're goin' to..
and sometimes she's truly crazy
and lovin it..

mwah...
xoxo..
hmmmm, de aroma unwind..
i dont give a f*** anymore..
mark : enjoy life, live de moment, till it ends..
simm : do not dwell in the past, don't dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment..

confession..

i cant sleep..
i hardly sleep..
i'm just another coward n condemned soul..
me wanted to call him badly, but i cant.. he need rest and unwind himself after hectic hours..
today, again.. i exasperated him, by provoking his forbearance..
there's alot to tell, but i seem to be tightlipped.. me bein sucha sentient and emotional soul, dismantling me within lyk a substantial thing which is immune to woe, pain, agony and feelings.. i wish i could let everything out, but i just cant.. i just cant..
this month alone, we fought alot.. as in de word-of-mouth.. i know, i am de one to be blame..
today, he told me to afresh my brain whether am i takin de right path.. it hits me hard..all this while, all i struggle for is to be by yourside.. i do know i am lost and confused, where my mind is wholly fuddled up...

• u used to ask why i cant sleep early
• u used to ask why i am saddened and depressed

but did u reli dig into my soul and espy..
this month is a strenuous month fer me to endure and sustain, my soul.. my dark past haunt me.. my soul, you are being tormented.. endless of consternation.. endless of wakeful nights.. by de moment u shut ur eyes, they came.. they came appallingly and frightfully.. its like a rack dat crucify u my soul.. no one ever knew why.. for unending 3 years, i've endured it.. de first mental maltreatment in mylife.. where they pull u apart.. it's lyk a doom, a catastrophe.. goin thru everything alone... dat is why, i cant shut my eyes..
and till now, my soul, we're still in solitariness..
dat is why, i am clouded by my fearfulness...

taste of the day..

yawnzz...
me kinda tired today... but i'm glad i've spend my day contentedly.
this is de second blog of the day..
well, lemme continue..
after fetching me, mark messaged and told us there's been a time change for yamcha session.. well, i was kinda stoned but its ok..i reli need a good self-control and loosen up a lil.. i'm always peevish and full of fretfulness..worst of all, i'm waspishly ill.. later on, we went to Great Eastern Mall to pick up his car.. while time was still early, i dragged him to walked around..those christmas ornaments caught my eye.. and santa came early this year, coz he gave me my Rudolph..
u know it's love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if ur not the reason behind that happiness..
after monkeying around, we head on to williams.. a grubby mamak stall which serves savory food..and this was wat i've ordered.. Seafood cream pasta!!

sucha big portion and i ate damn alot.. thou it's kinda costly, but it's worth paying.. de food thea was sedap.. panda lurves it alot.. lydia came late with her bf.. we were darn sick, havin smutty conversations bout poppin and harvestin cherry.. how sick was dat.. lydia burned de photos we took at pd in a cd and gave to us..
thanks to ya lydia, for bein sucha pro photographer..

Mylife..
a lil note for lovers

after all the heartbreaks, and the fights, and the tears, and the anger.. you're still there, holding my hand and guiding me thru. me thought i needed to be everything to someone but it turned out what i really need is someone to be everything to me. that is why i found u. its amazing how someone can break your heart but yet u still love them with every broken piece. i wont call it fool, but i will entitle it as 'pure love' i have for u. i know that ur not perfect n nor can i claim to be either, but please believe me when i say that i want to b by ur side to hold your hand, to treasure u in mylife, to be next to u, to be held close to your heart now
and for de rest of my living years. being there to comfort u, dry ur tears n calm ur most frightening fears. fighting ur battles and show no shame to scream my love for
you out loud wherever u lead me to, i'll b following ur footprints.. coz u're mylife stin..

randomNESS...

OMG.. i reli look lyk a panda now.. my eyes swelled.. but i look kinda cute* thou..ahemzz..
something random happened just now..nanny came by to visit me..as usual, she bought my fav fruit.. and a choco birthday cake..she aged alot..
i still remember when i was lil, i'm de vexatious one.. yes i'm pesky, but god well-equipped me with craftiness.. mom is de one to blame den, for gettin me those vivid waxy sticks... and ended up, de walls became my drawing block.. and me creating my animal kingdom with this messy thingy AKA crayons!
and yesterday, i went to CB again with Marky... we sat thea for hours and we were blabbing and chatting bout everything.. humans are nothing but complexity and being a delicate soul.. some people do have ethics, but some are nefarious..i start to feel dat life does not accomodate you, it shatters u.. how is one to live a moral n compassionate existence when someone else is fully aware of the blood...de horror inherent in life, when one finds darkness not only in one's culture but within oneself?
well, i'm one of those people who live sensibly n sanely hour after hour, day after day.. the same stream of life run thru my veins day and night.. but i know someday, things will outshine and overshadow... sigh, enuff of philosophy today.. we can always reflect life to a pendulum swing..wat goes around,comes around and always rocky..and yup, cloudiness ahead of us n uncertainties rise...

Vanished..

de fire dat keeps me warm went off..
my dear soul, i fail u again..
i lost de life within u..
i lost mylife..
i am weak.. and i fear.. i am scared to be alone..
coz i know i need someone because he is priceless to me..
but i traded all my fear away..
just to complete dat person..to be wat he used to be..
to find his path..to be wat he's made of...
i am soulless.. i am lifeless.. once again..
i am nothing but nothing..
being with him, believe or not my soul..
he completes me..
i have lost my shelter.. my shield.. i lost everything..
but i am willin to trade it off...
coz ur more than wat i am..

Awaken..

it's early dawn now..
i'm still wide awake..
again, i've abandoned my bloggie..
so much to write, yet my brain is jammed.. me promise will update later..as in de next time i blog..
i am so obsessed with trading yesterday, and now it's known as the age of information..i am still waiting for de official release of their album..
at times, i do wonder.. predicaments hit me hard..all the time.. positioning me in all sorta awkward n discomforting situation..
de soul within me, may i ask a question? wat am i made of? everything seems to be colliding within.. ur sucha delicate soul..
i might lies in scruples today, my soul..
i will not cheat myself or look de other way, sneak or be distracted by superficial perceptions disguised as appeal..entitlement? rescue, comfort or security... in this stage, i'm not a victim... any advantage, temptation, or betrayal wud be an inside job or come from a moment of opportunity in choosin to leave myself unprotected or exposed.. my soul, pls empower me with an expectation and foresee..
i just wish, i cud do more with my smallish hands..leaving aside de bygones..loosen up de weight in my heart..to draw a fine line between certain uncertainties.. at times, i just wish dat i can do more.. but when reality kicks in, i am not capable enuff.. people wanted me to understand and give in..but my limitation is kickin in.. i do wonder, how long can my lil feet support de massiveness of me..i wish someone wud just lift me up..n bear it away..
i'm really thankful to those who created music..my nostrum..restoring me.. music is always my refugee.. it's my soul booster..
-good night-
yawnz

when i look back on our days,.
your tender touch me won't forget.

i can't Leave it all behind,
memories r crossing my mind,
U were my smile thru my pain.
With u bad things feel tight,
that's one of a billion reasons why
I want you by my side...

has de outside world gone crazy?
Or is it really me?

me know what it's like to try to fit in
and it doesn't matter how hard you try
I also know how it feels
When u fail

i know what it's like to wonder in ur head
questions about life and death
to hurt the outside not to feel
de pain on the inside
And sometimes me just run n hide

people r liars when they say
it will be all right

me wonder, who thinks the way i do?
experience the world the way i do?
dey don't feel emptiness
When nothin is really missing
they don't cry without knowing why
and they don't think about death
And how many people would care
If i'm gone

i just wanna be loved
by someone always thea
Someone who understands
i just wanna be loved

I'm not supposed to love you, I'm not supposed to care, I'm not supposed to live my life wishing you were there. I'm not supposed to wonder where you are or what you're doing, but I can't help it, cause I'm in love with you. i will always remember de simple words u told me before.. dat baby, will u marry me.. how badly i will tell u in return, darling.. i am dying to be..

desolation.. emptiness...sorrow..

........................
i'm slowly loosing de fire dat burns within me...
dear me, it's time for u to wake up...
i have hope enough..wishing dat something wud change.. but my tears are still falling..
before he came, i once told myself that i will not fall anymore..
de pain i've gone thru, wounded i am.. but i follow de voice within me and stretched out my hand.. all this while, it is nothing but pure love.. a feeling i've lost long time ago.. do you think only u who fear? only u feel speechless? feel hurt?.. i bear more than u.. but it's no point comparing anymore..

-Solace-

i know i am complicated and heavy to handle.. i want u to know dat, i will change.. willingly.. thou i'm full of whining and grouching within me bout de care u show... but u always giving me de best out of u.. anything within ur might to keep me secure with u.. de love u had fer me tamed de wild spirit in me.. for it was not into my ear u whispered, but into my heart...it was not my lips you kissed darling.. but de soul in me.. i promise u baybee, i will always love u fer who u are and never gonna change u..
in life noisiest hour, de whispers, still de ceaseless of u.. being my heart's self-solace and soliloquy.. for now, mylife evolves around u.. with u moulding my hopes and fashion me within.. lying in all my many thoughts.. thinking to myself again, how oft in life i am blessed with sucha saccharine.. and baybee, i alwiz have high hopes on u and ur my pride.. kay..i understand the patience u have fer me.. de pain u suffered fer me and enduring everything.. and i am thankful to de pain i have known.. thru tears, it gave me the ability to see dat ur always thea for me..most of all, i am thankful for ur grace.. de solace.. for the provisions.. how u have provided for me in all things..love u stin..

Winter snow is falling down
Children laughing all around
Lights are turning on
Like a fairy tale come true
Sitting by the fire we made
You're the answer when I prayed
I would find someone
And baby I found you

Chorus:
All I want is to hold you forever
All I need is you more every day
You saved my heart
From being broken apart
You gave your love away
And I'm thankful every day
For the gift

Watching as you softly sleep
What I'd give if I could keep
Just this moment

If only time stood still
But the colors fade away
And the years will make us grey
But baby in my eyes
You'll still be beautiful

(chorus)

Chorus:
All I want is to hold you forever
All I need is you more every day
You saved my heart
From being broken apart
You gave your love away
I can't find the words to say
That I'm thankful everyday
For the gift

beautiful disaster...

She loves her mama's lemonade,
Hates the sound that goodbyes make.
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her.
She swears that there's no difference,
Between the lies and compliments.
It's all the same if everybody leaves her.

And every magazine tells her she's not good enough,
The pictures that she sees make her cry.

And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster,
And she just needs someone to take her home.

She's giving boys what they want, tries to act so nonchalant,
Afraid they'll see that she's lost her direction.
She never stays the same for long,
Assuming that she'll get it wrong.
Perfect only in her imperfection.

She's not a drama queen,
She doesn't want to feel this way, only seventeen but tired

She would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home.

Cuz she's just the way she is, but no ones told her that's ok.

And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster,

But she just needs someone to take her home
And she just needs someone to take her home.

Dear shadow,
if u won't leave me alone it's no surprise dat i'm shrill

but to no avail, u still follow me still...

when sunlight reveals my frown, that only fills it with glee...

yet on a moonlit night, when i curl myself to the notes, u never fails to locate me...

until u appears the only thing that is true

appearing in a flash on any wall within view..

but increasingly i realize that it is pleasing after all

to have such a constant companion, den me recall

dat the only times u have left me alone

have been the darkest times that i have known...

and so it fills me with delight to have u, my shadow about

for it completes my world, without a doubt...

it is never easy to let bygones be bygones...
don't leap, take baby steps..
credit on him, relinquish the bygones, surrender the true u to de spellbinder..
binding u wholeheartedly and loving you with everything he had, he have and he possesses by-and-by....

remember panda, i never regret..
i am lucky to have u..

metamorphosis....

someone who held in my memory told me i am soul-less...
it makes me wonder.. a portion in me tasted it once.. drawn-out once...
i might lie in practicality today... i plan ahead n consider my options to set priorities or define goals that serve my long-term purpose.. my values lay in the potential that often remains unseen by others.. i am cautious and have earned de new trust or position that empowers me. my asset is accepting responsibility...
Or my alter ego revealed as de doubter.. whose superpower to reconsider acts as a beacon to a second chance through soul-searching.. dee truth is out there and so leave room for uncertainty.. isolation without aim, or to avoid or linger among past emotional baggage is to navigate by a sign which obscures validation and burdens perspective... it's all catching up, but results to date r not enough.. today me make time to 'go retro' to assess matters or hedge my bet, n let conscience be my guide... only by illumination of my failures in this personal quest for truth dat i can start to measure success or recognize an opportunity for trusting my heart and stepping back into circulation... lookin at past experience for strength or enlightenment, or suffer in silence, or look for trouble, speculating or wandering in the dark until de chance is lost...

-wretchedness i am-

a morsel of realization...

yawnzzz...
i am feeling so much better today, no more sore throat, no more fever but a slight running-nose..
i have this quaintness in me, the odd feelings.. for the past few nights, i have been wakeful and feeling fidgety... and the most peculiar thing was, de stretch of time was always around 3 to 5..after a sudden awake, i slumber fastly.. it had never come about in mylife before.. maybe i am loading myself with too much of frustrations and distress..

-tears-

Both the man and his beloved were speeding hastily on de road.. while the man was accelerating, the girl told him this : 'if you love me, please slow down...'
in return of the man, he told her : 'if you love me, please put on the helmet...'
at a swift of time, they crashed..
the man died on the spot, whereas the girl outlived... but she was in a deep prolonged unconsciousness... for duration of months...
at god's will, she was awaken.. she was not too sure bout wat happened..
the first wonder in her, was the whereabout of her beloved.. the authorities unveiled the truth to her.. she was left crying in agony..
the reason why the man asked her to put on his head protector, because he knew the break was broken..

i am dashin off to makan..

Exhaustion....

dey... me back...
its been awhile me abandoned moi bloggie..
i'm kinda tired and weak now but i cant reli sleep..
my entire body is achin badly, slight runnin-nose, sore-throat and feverish..i'mma sick cat now..
well, skip dat..
last week, me went to sarawak wid my relatives frm lau beh's side.. it was reli fun..
despite havin tonnes of enjoyment, me wish to be back asap. me wont go much into details.. just some notables one will do..
from L to R - me,popo Lucy, ku kong seng & beloved, ku kong sin, madelline, popo tian, sis hoon, mom and faggot
this is de pic we took at de cultural village in Santubong.. de place was such an exciting blend of events, mother-nature, structures and etc... de typical sarawakians and natives thea were warmhearted but some were shy, especially those penans.. but dey are darn accurate with de blowpipe.. de sprawling expanse of de foothill take in 7 differ ethnic houses and a huge man made lake.. consist of bidayuh, iban, penan, orang ulu, melanau, malays and me aKa chinese.. i wont go precise on dat.. thou de admission fee was a lil costly but it's worth de price..
this is de most unequaled-unrivaled one.. de carvings of de motives round de poles were man-crafted.. moreover, de vibrancy of de colours were prodigious.. de stairs were made of tree trunks.. easy to step up, easy for downslide...
okay, move on...
dis is de pic mom took for me and faggot when we were on de sarawak cruise..de anonymous ones surroundin us were de perfomers.. it was an hour cruise.. where me get to see de mishmash of kuching town, de diversity of it.. de old, remaining ones and de new eras ones.. how i wish him cud be thea at dat moment.. sigh.. but me got to chit chat wid him on de phone at dat moment.. =)
dis is de pic me took at de riverfront.. me just lurve de lightings.. it's so cheery and merry-feelin.. again, me wish him was with me..
de pic we took at Semenggoh- de wildman of Borneo reservoir...
mwahhahahaha... see see!! saw dat... my fwenz.. my primates fwenz.. i wont mind callin dem they.. coz me belongs to their clan.. they are known as de wildman of Borneo.. sucha intelligent tail-less primates.. dey are differ frm my other fwenz, mankey and chimps.. dey lead a mostly solitary existence.. dis is my first encounter with dem.. when they outstreched de arms, dey look huge and bout 5 feet tall or even more den dat.. despite bein weighty, dey are arboreals... dey actually sleep, eat, basically doin their thing up above ground..on trees.. me reli pity dem for loosin their habitats, and f***ing hunters killin dem.. wildmen are not vicious at all if we, humans, dont provoke dem.. it took me bout 30 mins, in and out along de walkin trails... while i was headin out of de reservoir, one of de OU blocked de way and i was asked to stay-put n be real silence.. darn man, i was so scared when they walk passed me.. and dat thing stared at me... phew, luckily things went well..
after dat, we head to de pottery factory.. during de night we went for seafood.. and dis was de pic me took after all of us were stuffed!! de food was savory and toothsome.. look at their faces.. de one at far right, is my lovely popo tian.. she's de coolest & goofy grandma ever.. she's sucha strong and stouthearted one.. years back, she was married to an indian husband where he's a famous heart surgeon back in Terengganu.. after 11 years of marriage, uncle chandran passed away out of de blue coz of heart-attacked.. it was sucha horrorstrucked for popo tian, where dis incident left her benumbed.. but she was blessed with 3 beautiful kids, Carol, Sharon and Adrian.. uncle seng took her along with her kids and migrated to Canada.. well, time is de healing factor..she nearly lost herself.. luckily,she managed to got thru..till now, she remains single.. i miss Tara and Connor, uncle Adrian's young ones.. they're so adorable and beautiful.. maybe by de time me move to toronto, me get to spend time wid dem..
well, back to de sarawak trip... we left around noon and me still remember, while i was rushin to get mom a drink, me called him again.. why lar, why am i so obsessed wid him... while i was on de plane.. mom and i was cam-whorin.. mumzy aged alot.. me kinda worried bout her health.. but me heart her.. i'm nothin without her.. she mould me.. dat's de wrapped-up for last week...

-simm out-

la mia ossessione...

there is something really subversive.. LOVE is everything it's cracked up to be. dat's why people r so cynical about it. it really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for..if u don't risk anything, u risk even more.. stayin staunchy is wat nincompoopIES-in-love do..i learn to accept de things, to which fate binds u n love the people with whom ur fated to do so with all ur heart...and this is mua!!.. wat i'm capable of..
in love, there is alwiz one who kisses n one who offers de cheek.. this is wat french people do say.. but does it reli imply to all of de lovey dovey ones?
as i'm walking down de path, i've learned that they tend to forget what u said, forget what u did, but they will never forget how u made them feel.. how beauteous words wud be n captivating it sounds.. it's nothin compare to the touch, lyk de sweet elixir that awakens ur spirit...the fondness we share.. a never ending feeling..

comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow de clouds, laughter to kiss ur lips, huggies to warm ur heart, cuddles when spirits sag, beauty for ur eyes to see, clumsiness to brighten ur being, faith so that u can believe, confidence for when u doubt, courage to know urself, patience to accept the truth, and nevertheless de L word to complete u... =)

before i doze off, as usual, de tune plays..

Standing alone with my heart in your hands
Longing to just breath you in
You traded our love for a life of desert lands
Giving yourself away again

But I will give my life to win your heart
And I will tear apart my soul
I�ll give away all I know to bring you home
For all that is true, for all of the way
With all of my life
You hold my heart, you have my love
You are my bride

Without a goodbye a passion of lies steals you away
The thirst of desire is drawing you in
But the memories of white, the garden of life is taken away
But I�m fighting to hold you again

Nothing can shatter the promise I made to you
Our love will make you whole
I will be faithful, dying to be with you
I will not let you go

You are my love, you are my church
You are my bride

yawnzzzz...

StOnEd....

dey, this is my 2nd blog...
i'm kinda stonin de whole day..
me received a sms frm mark round' noon... we both jokers went to CB to buckle up our MACRO..
for lunch, i ordered a chicken lasagna..
eeeeewwwww!! its an instant-ravenous-butcher.. not a favor fer me thou.. i'mma chap-chap junkie.. query bout bloggies arises.. why do bloggers blog?
-coz its an 'it' thing now..
-or to convey messages round Robin Hood's barn to SOMEONE else....
-interest?
-and bla bla...
to be honest, i'm kinda startle dat i actually blog.. *hangat-hangat tahi ayam lar tu!!
well, wanted to keep a track on things i've done, de came about, remembrance and all...
okay okay, back to my day...
after CB, i went to the maxis centre n inquire bout de maxis plan thingy.. and me changed my prepaid line to a fixed one now..
after dat, me went home and started off with my stint..i'm actually enjoying doin de house chores..
Simmy AKA Bumbling_WOMAN,did her thing again.. firstly, 'sorry dad, for causing fancy holes on ur fav shirt'..me bein dumb enuff to actually burned it..how de heck i know de material is so delicate.. sigh... abandon this matter aside..
mumzy will be back by tomolo..and i m word her so much... yippie, get to see her soon!!
check check check, checkin on my cellular again.. -.-
pity me, gotta stick to my laptop.. and Sonic wud be my CRONY.. again....
sigh.. wat a lamer...
i'm sucha retard in language too..bahasa rojak lyk shyt..
sigh.. lagi lame...

i'm out... (-.-)

Bloggie!!

This is me....
I am starting to blog AGAIN.I've tried once, but tak jadi...sucha loafer i am. juz too lazy to move my arse.
well, as usual.. i am listenin to music, coz it's asylum for me. trading yesterday rox!! especially desert lands
Exam is round' de corner and as usual, i'm sucha stoner...not too sure where to outset.
mumzy is still not back yet, me M word her loads...*especially her 'preach' bout life, round-the-clock worries n savory dishes..but she'll be back in couple of days..
DAMN.. my brain is chock-full with scepticism!! why lar, me alwiz bein sucha Emo-Queen..too bad den,it's me..
day is gettin weary.. time to ZZzzzz...
i'm gonna be lonesome tonite... *nuzzling puppers..