/* Editor is LUM MI-FERN --- My Grotesque Caricature*/




Friday, August 31, 2007

Indie-pendie-day

Came back at 9am today @.@... was not virtually wild anywhere on the eve but just sat by and had a HUGE chat with friends. and it was really nice, practically what i adore most, at the century of time. Unlike those were the days where we really go all out for it.Well, kinda subdued :D

What we did yesterday till today?

We grabbed pizza for dinner...later out to bowlz and poolz, straight to MCD around 3-7am....and curtains closed with a lil' dim sum wee, with all haggard faces.

Just a light one, and i like it. Moderate, simple and it captures my heart.

Slept from 10 to 3 and woke up for a lil bite, and continued till 7pm now..when people rang me up for dinner. yay~~ going for asam fish later^^


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When we put words together, intact, it is comprised of such elements. Even if there were dirt which disdains...eventually blends and put off to a new day. Life's best roads, not relinquished but rejoiced for a better tomorrow and reminiscing past. There is no dead locks to unhook. Change your mind a little sometimes, try acceptance, poised you'll be.

As the evening culminates..nothing will much more beautiful than life itself.


Conveying my sincere Condolence to my 2 lovely friends, PLH and PLY for the sudden leave of their dear beloved father last week. May prayers and best wishes lightens their path. Glad that God has found and saved him.


Tuesday, August 21, 2007

The Calling - Believing

I'm one man to make a difference
I'm one soul all persistence
In a dark world, just trying to make things right
Choices we weren't given
Any heroes, and our decision
Is to stand up and fight for ourselves

To be free
Is all we want to be
When everything seems so far out of reach
But I know, no matter where we go
I'll never stop believing in me

Woke up bent and broken
Just to find that fate has spoken
All I call out I call out for change
For every moment that remains
For every sinking stone to find its place
Long before they're washed away

We've been waiting for too long
We've been giving in to wrong
And we've been broken to pieces one by one

We're gonna know
We're gonna know
When the moment comes


Saturday, August 18, 2007

The week after a week's break..

Rachael Lampa-If you Believe

Late afternoon singing Wannabe by Spice Girls cyberly over the net with da girls over at Bunga Raya...Today seems.. typically nice, weather cloudy and ain't sunny~

Feelings..ain't so stable recently, probably moved by nice and bad stuff around me, at times, very very moved indeed. Though, it has been a busy week with a few planning, fyp and some good badminton. Resuming badminton after 10 years ain't that bad eh?! Just forgetting some smash techniques, the point system and probably sucked at serving a little :D. Rewinding time, i used to walk to the sports complex with my primary dudes to get to badminton, so badly so, we could play for half a day in a go, and that was good times.

FYP--> as usual...slacking right behind and have been bugging my 'no-entry mode' supervisor. Wuahahaa..days ain't good if there's a baggage on you everywhere, but just depends how you manage it to enjoy and successfully bringing the baggage along with you^^and those encouraging words poured, though, has been quite some time..did not ferment and stayed fresh every time i need them..precious.. and..thanks......

So many to do, in so little time^^ and..finally some darn midterm exams has been discovered for next week's schedule.

Have been involved in some political talk(privately) recently due to..influences!!! blame those influence! Maybe it's soon to be our 50th national day and some voting registration urge in me. Suddenly do feel like throwing a few tantrums towards the country and supporting WEE's version of our national anthem. But then again, rationality and nationality!!!

and..it's a bliss to be ignorant....

Here comes work urge..and sleeping urge at the same time. Which one do you think i would choose? :>

Ciaoz.


Saturday, August 11, 2007

two weeks from twenty - yellowcard

Readings : The Brontes, Wuthering Heights

Nice day, early dimsum with the Law fellas --- suddenly need to be typically well-versed among them, seemed so pressured, yet nice, joyful and never'd been this early since long...great. This social lingual inept syndrome is never gonna get to me, no no, babe.

Argh, i missed the 8th MMU Convocation 2007 this weekend. There's gonna be so much people mourning for my absence.. ngekz. And hope they will miss me more too :"> Oh well, they actually do.Traditionally, convocations are expected to be the extravagant grandeur, proof of your qualities and your degree accreditation. And juniors like us, will always go harp on opportunities as such : cheek the celebrities and lush them with mushy gifts, witness them glitter on the day itself and flash them with cameras. As to say, those moments were great, and friends were great too, till then. Missed those times...


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TIOMAN
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Best shot 1 : Blue Sky Sea Water



Best Shot 2 : Fun, white sand and bikiniz ;)
















Best Shot 3 : The evening set Salang Harbour



Missed swimming in the sea so much so, i could kill for another dip with the corals beneath, imagine how the beach had hinged on me, perfectly under-the-coconut-tree. Pin on me for another trip like this...i would, too, kill for it. Best part was the outdoors and seeing the guys drunk, momo-focco...damn cutiez. And what we've shared there shall remain in me forever. I guess, goods sold are not exchangeable? Good times, passed quickly..sweet memories beheld! :D

And then, life back here.. and missing ipoh much after talking to tyng and joanne for some time last nite. Family, always top of the list, too. what i could see recently, immaturities everywhere..and people are not growing up. So, grow up, then you'd understand what you see is not what you saw...and i believe, what belongs to me shall be mine, despite all over again now.





Best relaxing shot : Life under the coconut tree



no inklings without blinks
neither fate nor bad fat cake






Wednesday, August 01, 2007

O . Ov

In certain depth, certain compromises should might as well... cancel off, unnoticeable. How words import demeanour, very interesting. As if a picture could paint a thousand words? WRONG. How actions lighten the hearts, very nice. Then, words and actions came together... and formed lies, which broke hearts, sealed souls, and had begun the art of not believing no more.

As if all these could be peered through a mere formula... sung by songs, truth or lies, you know best. Trust your heart, sail your feelings, for they will never fool you, but only blind the strong believers.