all bent and skewed
by the presence of me
all the shadows birth from the dark
all drowns deep within my heart
which by far the sorrowest
all the tunes in my head
unscrambling to form a song
that resounds in my ear
i like your arms be around me
to break the glassy surface
and melt the chandelier's mirror.
goodnight and goodbye
its been a while. since i last take a walk through the canopy of trees from condo to monash (= remembrance of me, hui ting and khe cia floods by the pot-holes infested path. *laughs* who would have thought that a year passes faster as you add a year to your age?
i like us leaning back in dread, and be happy everytime the sky peeks through the leaves. a gentle reminder that there's almost always a
misses the morning sun, the honks and the laughs. misses.
that one day when i'll fill my home with canopies lined with bushes of gardenias will come. i want to smell them in every wake and watch them in every bloom. *smiles* jo would know my crazy infatuation with them (and no, there's no relevance to the bread gardenia)
in the mean time,i will settle for ralph lauren blue. (= yes, i'll settle for you my petite.*hints*
i used to indulge in moments of solitude only to come upon realization, we cant go through it all as one figure. people have to come in some day some how. and when they do, its hard for you to discard their presence, their laughter and their nuisance all in a day.
so accustomed to the crushing hugs and kisses. and when they go away for a while, its like a withdrawal symptom. *laughs*
i will go back to the past one day. then again, perhaps i already have *grins*
grab keys.start on a drive to somewhere though unsure of the directions to the destination.
reaches somewhere.
drifts wonderously through the throng of people.
got jumped upon by a familiar redhead and his partner *grins*
damn. small world.
got sucked into MPH. books..... how i miss you so.
stares at 2 books on the highest shelf *feels discriminated*
looks around for that darn stool.
found it
*grabs* even with that extra height, i still need to tiptoe to get what i want.
i look so comical! even more hillarious if i toppled over
)=
hope no one was looking
got jumped upon by the redhead and his gay partner again
aiyohh..
and the day is getting late
im going home.
a productive day perhaps. when exam cheered our morning, and we dyed and chopped our locks in the afternoon only to end up changing tyre in bangsar. *thank our lucky stars for joel*
hehee
it was like this. after exam, femme and i got so restless with no mood to shop or party whatsoever. so hmmm..... haircut sounds good. went to the A Cut Above Academy. omfg! i sat for 4 hrs just for a haircut+wash+blow. the result was pretty satisfactory. though i suffered frm a frozen shoulder throughout the session.
afterwards.. we got hungry. food in pyramid is like...bleahh. then this redheaded woman shouted "let's go bangsar for tiramisu!"
"..............."
so we pick joel up (bangsar buddy) and head towards a slow moving traffic. stuck there for an hour and half. and when we finally reach bangsar, potholes as big as craters appeared!
and then, sher decided to go rodeo and hit the potholes. funny for a moment. till joel heard smtg funny, and i feel smtg funny........ then its not so funny after all |=
and so, we parked in bangsar village only to see a seriously flat tyre. no wonder we hear n feel funny *duh* and since joel proclaimed he can change tyre, not tht worried. i mean, we found the spare tyre n the toolbox. but where's the jack? oh wait.. found it. cools. now, how to get tht damn thing out??
took us approximately 20 mins or so figuring how to even remove it from its crib. when all is done. joel n femme looks so greasy with engine oil. *laughs* the reason why im not in the pic and is the narrator cause i was wearing a skirt that day. cant get low and dirrty. *grins*
but aft tht, we headed to delicious for a satiating meal. goddamn good after a lesson on tyre-changing from joel goh kah kwan, assisted by quek hui sze under the guidance of femme's dad. -emotional support provided by moi-
...That Old Boots Take You Further on an even Beautiful Journey
they peel with timethe seasoned pair fits these feet better than than the sexiest new stillettos. for they smell of you and been with you in a longer journey.
...That Being Nice Does NOT Always Pay
no, our homes werent built on moons and the stars dont surround useven as Mother preach on kindness and Father spoke of obedience, the ways of the world is crooked. it is hard to live without bending our way through. as much as you think Life is fair and just, and self sacrifice and goodness lights the dark.. I think its time to burst your bubble.
...Boundaries Limit the Limitless
even the horizon has its shorewhen they say forever, eternal and immortal, im bathed with sceptism. we cant give nor take all the way. so how does things live on forever? love overtime tone down to obligation, hate overtime turns to truce. nothing is forever. even you and I
...That Who You Are, Is Not What You Believe In
the world through my eyesthe words that spill off our lips and the footsteps we left on the ground is even more concrete an evidence of our soul than the faith we hold on to. for in everything you chose to believe, without true understanding and acceptance, its just plain hypocrisy. and no, indulgence and hedonism doesn't corrupt the mind.
its pleasurable.
...Looks Are Indeed Capable Of Deceit
disillusionthat nobody comprehends one self better than that self alone. you can tell what I want, but you can never what i need. and so, dont be that all shocked to realize the truth. we are all liars. for we all have secrets to keep.
...That The World Dont Stop For You And I
insignificanceregardless how the pillar of strength crumbles at your feet or the tidal of tears in the sea, we cant hold time at standstill forever. amidst the sufferings and deaths and the melancholy of masses, we are sometimes lucky to suffer a bite than a maul.
...In The Abundance of Irony
when its our hands you should be holding
its funny, when we push away the ones with love only to hang on to those who had hurt us. it's funny indeed. or the fact where we narrate advises to others only to deny them ourselves.
...That In The End, There's Still A Spot Of Beauty Among It All
*there you are*for we all fly back to our nest one day -david-
taipingnites are tough cookies! -jols-
we have separate groups of friends -richard-
dont hug me when im pissed -jas-
its the company -adrian-
i miss you too! sometimes only la -shuan-
P.S: rich.. how bout camwhoring a face so i can stick it in the above? *grins*
*Screams*
I should be drowning in cranial nerves and assignments.
But the Day had better things installed for me...
I have this one pig going "I believe i can fly!". And for a moment, I thought I should call it a day.
And SUDDENLY all the PORKCHOPS in the world is filling my head. All the beta blockers and ACE -inhibitors were swallowed by the crowds of porkchops. *roar!* Cravings gone wild wild wild!
All of them annoying porkchops flying in my cranium. Dont ask me how it get there or how it started. The reason is MEAN! *grins* But I like it. ahahhahahah!
Well, icky thinks all the porkchops swimming and flying in my head should come in my dreams as well.icks: mei mei.. porkchops will come to your dream tonight. and they'll go, "eat me eat me!"
they'll jump in your head, holding a knife and slicing and butchering themselves.
me: (pigs hacking themselves up for me to eat...)
icks: yeah! they'll hack themselves over and over and over! WAHAHHAHHAHAHAH!!!
me: ................ *ROTFL*
icky gone off the cliff. Now THAT'S even more amusing then imagining pigs hacking themselves with knife asking me to eat them. The gore.
Have no idea how to get there, but food is a great motivator. (=
Then there's the upper class version by jarrod & rawlin's at hartamas. *aduish* another unfamiliar territory. Nevermind... google map it!
-thankyouverymuch-
these feet kept us walking on
amidst the crowd, we still stand forward
and i love you so..
gimme back my face!
a day in bahamas like no other
wanna drool along? (=
aiman ahmad
no, candid don't give you candidiasis
do as i say, dont do as i do
* * *
and here we share the laughter,
after so many tears and frowns.
and here we leave our bags behind,
and stand encircled with wits and quirks.
and so here we are,
still hanging on
for the sun still burns
even after the pouring rain.
i love porkchop. they taste great!
*grins*
just for kicks icky. no violence intended
In the instance when you are faced with a situation in which you are DYING to rip the opposition's head off with razor sharp retort or THINKING about making a punch-bag out of her (or his) face, do you...
- Be an advocate of peace and try to talk reasonably (amidst the gritting of teeth and nerves)
- Smile maliciously and spun your sarcastic spur in that cool tone that she fumes at your retort
- Screw all of the above and jump on top of her(or his) pulling her(or his) hair and pummeling that doughy face
- Walk towards your friend and ask him to hold on to you before the scene gets really nasty.
Choose the intended action.
4 marks
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I would think that in any scene where insults are hurled at your face, unjustified, its only reflexive to have the urge to return the favour (2x/3x/1000x the magnitude). Many witty and vengeful replies swimming in your head and almost spilling from your lips.
But should you let slip all that and give her (or him) the satisfaction or even sink to her level of rationale? -Which in this case, is a bit off the chart-
If an individual can't see or won't see your reasons, there isn't really a point in retaliation; despite the anger and frustration welling up within.
We can fight back and win and end up sounding like the opposing party (which puts us in no position to comment on her/his nonsensical act). Or we can look away the other direction and leave them with their hissy fits and juvenile tears.
Well of course, there is always exceptions in everything we do. Like when your mother/grandmother etc.. gets in the picture, I guess a P.O.N (profanity, obscenity, nudity) is justifiable.
And yes, age is indeed just another number. It does not measure up to your maturity. *grins*
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"If this pictures were depicted by humans, This will be an everyday scene.And when the ape override our faces
It signifies our regression in humanity
Where anger and violence speaks no reason."
Introducing our med fac latest services. Yes, we do offer babysitting services now! If ever you need a break from your child, send her (or him) over here. We are all welcome to stick her in the faces of Monash... *beams proudly*
And the best part? We dont have age limits to the kids you want us to babysit!! How cool is that? Just so long you pay up the charges, we take in any variants of characters. From plain jane to downright eccentric brats, we can manage them (we hope). And in the events of any childish squabbles in this cutey kindy.. no worries! You can always leave a handphone with your darling child so she (or he) can call mommy and daddy every time she rolls along a piggy fight.
*For we are that flexible and considerate* *Smiles further*
And of course, we do have security measures to ensure the safety of daddy's lil girl (or boy).
This program encodes a sharkster to manage any kiddy fights in the daycare ministry. And in the events of failure by the sharkster to contain the damage, there is always a troop of backdoor programmes to settle the score *note:underground activities*
With all the aforementioned security measures, be assured that your child welfare is in good hands. *flashes colgate smile*
Disclaimer
Despite daycare ministry accredited teaching and caring module, there may exist defects in the quality of behaviour we try to instill in them adorable kiddies. *Some kids are just impossible*
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You cant resist laughter despite the insults hurled at you at the moment. Reason? Cause the bitch aint you and you so dont feel the pinch. (=
Also, while I wont stop you from giving people the benefit of the doubt that they have change for good.. I still think changes takes maximal amount of effort and motivation.
So...
I dont think so.....
exam next week.
*laughs hysterically*
ermm.... no laughing matter but, yeah. feels like home still
*grins sheepishly*
this is life. taiping style (=
and in the end, i am back to my solitude. the gratifying space speaks more than soothing voices and foreign fingers. the picture clearer from the plateau where i am laying. the world need not know reasons. they will have to do away with a smile and a nudge in the opposite directions.
and wait for the winter to pass behind their backs before tasting me again.. just like old times.
that i want but i dont want. i myself am taking a turn and a curve and a twist at my very own mind. crazy i know. foolish maybe, but i am still okay. this retarded piece of brain is a bit detached from emotions, 'cept when it needs to eat and lash about people.
i dont mind. less facial muscle at wreck and less explanations to make (=
i am feist in my marble bowl
blatant like the unblinking stares
silent in the wordless screams
shielded by the void and the sounds of gramophone
i am waiting to hear you song
and laugh your laugh.
dream your smiles
and breathe your scent.
still, at the end of hopes, you're another them.