Saturday, January 15, 2005

I'll be waiting for u, rite here....

Well don't I know that they say hanging on will justify the wait?
But patience and elated wisdom don't share a common phrase...

To the Moon and back

She's taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one

They're saying, "Mamma never loved her much"
And, "Daddy never keeps in touch"
"That's why she shies away from human affection"

But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bag for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him...

I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be
If you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?

She can't remember a time when she felt needed
If love was red then she was color-blind
All her friends they've been tried for treason
And crimes that were never defined

She's saying, "Love is like a barren place
And reaching out for human faith is
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for"

So baby's gonna take a drive and
Push the shift to overdrive
Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars
What a pleasant dream...

I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be,
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?

Mamma never loved her much
And Daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection

But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bag for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him...

I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be,
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?


My Immortal


I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me


I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

A new day, oh..oh..
A new day, oh..oh..
I was waiting for so long
For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong
Hold on and don’t shed a tear

Through the darkness and good times
I knew I’d make it through
And the world thought I had it all
But I was waiting for you

Hush, now

I see a light in the sky
Oh, it’s almost blinding me
I can’t believe
I’ve been touched by an angel with love

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun

A new day has... come

Oh...

Where it was dark now there’s light
Where there was pain now there’s joy
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
All in the eyes of a boy

Hush, now

I see a light in the sky
Oh, it’s almost blinding me
I can’t believe
I’ve been touched by an angel with love

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun

A new day has...

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun

A new day has... come

Ohhh

Hush, now

I see a light in your eyes
All in the eyes of the boy

I can’t believe
I’ve been touched by an angel with love

finally, another posting

Rite....finally noe how to upload a foto on my blog correctly....
this week sux, trust me! nearly had to stay overnite in studio on the first day of sch even...well, luckily tt din happened, but i din get to sleep on tt nite too, so no diff...well, all tt vertical studio has got me screwed up for the week, real screwed! Firstly, i tapped my EZ link card on the LCD screen of the barricade of the NE mrt station n kept waiting for the gate to open....dumb me...haha.....den, i walked to the bus-stop without realising i was walking miles, all the way to the wrong bus-stop. Missing my first econs lect cos i overslept in studio...damn!

But i guess tings pick up towards the end of the week...get to meet yisen(owww...big angbao..haha, kidding) ought to finish up the lantern i was making for him...




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Sunday, January 09, 2005

R u a caveman?

I have a blog. Doesn’t everyone? u mean u don’t? How uncool of u!

According to Merriam-Webster, “blog” was the word of the year last year. Not having your own blog is like not having your own Gmail account.

What? You don’t have Gmail either? My God, what are you? A caveman?!

No problem. I’ll send you an invite. You have an Internet account, right? That’s a relief. What’s your broadband speed? 1.5meg? Cable? Huh? You’re using dial-up? You mean, you still have a land line? How retro.

Wait. You’re still using wires? The horror. But you have a handphone, right? Good, take my picture.

Huh? You can’t take pictures w ur phone. Then watz the pt of having a phone? Ok, let me send u one fr my phone. Wat? Ur phone cant receive MMS? Gosh! K den, let me c some pictures in ur phone. Good grief, ur phone is not even a coloured one!U mean u act use a camera to take pictures? Wat a concept.

Cheeeeeese! Snap! Let me c the pic. Where’s the little LCD screen on the camera? Wat do u mean I have to wait for the fotos to be developed? Film? Ur camera uses film? I weep for u.

Next thing u’ll be telling me is u listen to CDs. Hahaha….oic. u mean u act buy the whole albums? I have two words for u: iPod and download. No filler, all killer.

Watz this? A video cassette recorder? U shud donate it to a museum, Grandpa, along w ur eight-track cartridges and vinyl records. Tape is so last millennium.

Is tt a DVD recorder? Oh, it’s juz a player. Wat movies do u have? Pls, no LDs or – heaven forbid – VCDs. U got The Lord of the Rings DVD? Cool.

Wait. This is the theatrical cut! U din get the special extended edition? Wat the hell is wrong w u?! Nvm. At least u have the wide screen version. So u r not a complete loser. Where’s the surround sound? Oic….

Ur “entertainment centre” has only two speakers. Itz ok, I’m juz grateful itz not mono. Hmmm, there’s sth not rite abt ur TV, apart fr the microscopic 36-inch curved screen. I tink itz the cathode-ray tube. No, the cathode ray tube is working fine.

The problem is ur TV act has a cathode-ray tube. I have one word and three letters for u: Plasma and LCD. And if u say “projection TV”, I’ll beat u to death w my Nintendo DS.

Speaking of trilogies, did u see the trailer for Star Wars Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith? No, not in the cinema. On the web. I’ll show u. Where’s ur computer? Ah, tt pesky cathode ray tube again. Three words: Flat panel monitor. Ah, ur mouse and keyboard – more wires. Wireless doesn’t juz refer to radio anymore, u noe. Get into the 21st century, man!

My ears! My ears! Watz tt awful screeching noise? The modem? Oh, yeah, I 4got, u’r using dial-up.

How do u live like this? Like an animal?

Ok, I found the site. I’m downloading the Star Wars trailer 4 u now. Judging by the bit rate, I’d say this will take roughly 4000 years.

4get it, I’ll Gmail u the file. By the way, did I mention I have a blog?


extracted, and manipulated, fr article by johnsonOng

Friday, January 07, 2005

welcome all!

Welcome, me, myself and everyone!!! ok, fine..my first try at a blog tingee...juz dun sue me if u find it boring! Besides, my life hitherto has been devoid of thrills and adventure. But, I’m sure it will change for the better! blahz! anywayz, i will be making this place as one to vent my frustrations and all, so pardon me if my words sound cynical and hysterical. Hmm…maybe I shud kick-start my blog by telling u abt aki.
Architecture, affectionately known as aki, is the degree course I’m taking rite now in nus. I have always been wanting to become a zoo vet, but due to the highly ridiculous cost of having to study vet sc in Aust, I gave tt ambition a miss. Besides, my results aren’t even the least impressive to be selected for the course. Aki was my second choice, i like architecture, but this was not wat i expected it to be. It can be a real headache sometimes. For in aki, everything as to be planned in fastidious detail, right down to the distance between ur toilet bowl and ur toilet roll hanger! No kidding! Too near, u may juz hit ur head on the darn hanger while trying to see watz under ur feet. Too far, it may be too late when u realize wat u have been stepping on while on ur way back to the bowl.
The other ting abt architectural schools is tt abt the tutors! The bloody tutors are fr hell! Itz better to try to be in their gd books den to suffer under their wrath! They are the powers u wun wan to trifle with. but one wuld think, why shud even the most megalomaniacal of aki tutors daunt us?! Come on, they are juz another handful of low-ranking architects who wan to earn quick bucks and make a hell out of poor novices’ lives! Oh, den u noe nothing...they may have big eyes, small noses, and perhaps a big round( and maybe shiny) forehead, all the perfect features for a baby face, but they are meanies! Wolves in sheeps’ clothing! Maybe ur corner is juz 0.7 degrees off a perfect right angle. To the naked-eyed observer, it is impossible to determine such a deviation! Yet, those architecture tutors, apparently second only to God himself, will make u realize tt HUGE margin of error u’ve made and will willingly let u noe the hint that they wan u to have tt error reduced to less than one-sixtieth of a degree!*Gasp* Of cos, whenever there are the bad guys, there will be the good ones too! …anywayz, my conclusion is: Aki is not for the weak-hearted!