Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Obsession

is in my nature. Moderation pisses me off

I just want to scream

The Spirit of Wine.





I am beauty and love;
I am friendship, the comforter;
I am that which forgives and forgets.

The Spirit of Wine.

W.E. Henley, British writer (1849-1903)

Monday, August 29, 2011

Jazz

is like God's gentle whisper

Solace

in jazz and atrium lounge

:)

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Where art thou




"I Wish You Love" is a popular song. The music was written by Léo Chauliac, with French lyrics under the title "Que reste-t-il de nos amours ? (translated: "What is left of our loves?")" by Charles Trenet.

Goodbye, No use leading with our chins,
This is where our story ends,
Never lovers, ever friends.

Goodbye, Let our hearts call it a day,
But before you walk away,
I sincerely want to say:

I wish you bluebirds in the Spring,
To give your heart a song to sing;
And then a kiss, but more than this I wish you love.

And in July, a lemonade,
To cool you in some leafy glade;
I wish you health and more than wealth, I wish you love.
My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be,
So with my best, my very best, I set you free.

I wish you shelter from the storm,
A cozy fire to keep you warm;
But most of all, when snowflakes fall,
I wish you love.

I wish you bluebirds in the Spring,
To give your heart a song to sing;
And then a kiss, but more than this I wish you love.

And in July, a lemonade,
To cool you in some leafy glade;
I wish you health and more than wealth, I wish you love.
My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be,
So with my best, my very best, I set you free.

I wish you shelter from the storm,
A cozy fire to keep you warm;
But most of all, when snowflakes fall,
I wish you love.

"Expectation is the root of all heartache" -William Shakespeare (?)







Friday, August 26, 2011

What they say

Everyone tells you to study hard, get a good degreee bla bla bla so that you can capture ur dream later on in life

However, they failed to tell you how exactly.

Right now, I'm using my instincts. May it be right


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Reminiscence: Who am I ?


Boy have i changed over the years














HAHAHAHAA blonde

Sunday, August 21, 2011

30 pieces of silver

is it worth it ?

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Wonderful Message


travel often: getting lost will help you find yourself

this is exactly why i like travelling

and ya,

life is short and simple, just do what you love

True artist



he made the mistake 1:52 seem as though it was part of the song

Btw, nice cover. i sense rock

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fuck go on


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Saturday morning songs





Wheres starbucks and the bible

What is my right

I dont have any

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional




I was young, so bloody young


Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Kissing you



Pride can stand a thousand trials
The strong will never fall
But watching stars without you
My soul cries

Heaving heart is full of pain
Oooh, oooh, the aching
'Cause I'm kissing you, oooh
I'm kissing you, oooh

Touch me deep, pure and true
Give to me forever
'Cause I'm kissing you, oooh
I'm kissing you, oooh

Where are you now
Where are you now
'Cause I'm kissing you
I'm kissing you, oooh


wow

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

IF it arent crazy

it aren't called .........

Sleep

on average, a rough estimate will be an hour late every night for the past 52 days ~52 hours of sleep.

Small price to pay for

Monday, August 15, 2011

27 and 1


ME at 27 blogging.

oh gosh, i started this blog back in 2002. it's been so long. Really good to flip what nonsense i've typed over the years.

Friend commented recently all my post quite emo. I guess it's true cos meeting people stirs and polarizes emotions. I believe in swinging between extremes and not living in moderation.

But, now, really, right now, I define this phase of my life with her. shes not my gf or anything. Just someone special right NOW.

People enter your life every now and then. some you let go some you hold fast on to. I wonder why life is so complicated sometimes. Maybe it's time to grow up


PS: in case you finds my blog one day, don't kill me. it's for memories sake. not many people read my blog anyways :)












Friday, August 12, 2011

My way



And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill - my share of losing.
But now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way -
Oh no. Oh no, not me.
I did it my way.

For what is a man? What has he got?
If not himself - Then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

Yes, it was my way.




when sinatra sings, you sit down and listen

Thursday, August 11, 2011

That's Why



Baby won't you tell me why, there is sadness in your eyes

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

The ideology

For many years, I've always believed in seeing the world through the eyes of a child. Because in that way, you wont get to see many sinister side of the world (u simply can choose to ignore).

but time has caught up with me, the ideology is falling apart.

and it's starting to eat me from inside out. the worse part is, it doesnt show on my face

be kind rewind

Monday, August 08, 2011

Mood swinger

She controls mine

and right now, I'm on cloud 9

Sunday, August 07, 2011

Bright Crystal

I'm awfully seduced

Falling out

I think she's blind

But I am blinded


Friday, August 05, 2011

She's right



it's good

Thursday, August 04, 2011

She left a mark on me

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am