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a for amanda. the playlist keeps changing but i do not. i like what i do whatever i always do. dancing in the rain, sucking it up. gimme the sun now, i'l love you to bits.

Part I

I remained unwritten
Undefined and unsatisfied.
Music notes flooding
Capacity's full
But yet I remained unwritten and undefined.

Part II

Notes here and there
Mind-bobbling problems
And heaven's on my side
As the sky made its beautiful artwork
I saw what I once knew
Psychologically I'm challenged
And after an afternoon
I won the 'fight'
The morning sky made my day
Simply with it's simple yet well-defined artwork.

Part III

Docky and dizty
The world's spinning 360 degrees around me
I'm caught in the middle
But nevertheless I caught up with myself
I raced with Time
30 minutes reduced to 30 seconds
It was over, for the day.
A sigh of relief
For the black dots are back to where they are supposed to.

Part IV

I'm a feather.
Well-defined by the tip
Light weight
I can fly
Fly above the clouds that I once knew
Unseen by others
I slipped through their hands.
I'm a feather
I can write
I can soar
Yet at the same time
Death is anywhere around me
But still thy shall fly
Fly away.


I'm still very busy last few days. Omg... Anyway, tis' gonna to fast.

I'm wanting so many things. A mp3 player. Apple iPod? Or Creative Zen? Then, I'm wanting a book. Intelletual. You know, sometimes, you can't be just materialistic. Ya got to be upright and proper. *winks*

I'm so damn busy today.
Working all day long.
School in the morn.
Tutorials in the noon.
And not forgetting homework and personal preoccupations.
Oh me, oh my. What is to become of me?

Wow!
My IQ: 124. 'Your strengths make you a visionary.' Interesting...

My EQ: Average.
'In most circumstances you are not afraid to show love, empathy and compassion for other people. In general, you are comfortable with intimacy, and giving of yourself to other people. You are fairly in tune with yourself and those around you. You generally know how to say the right thing at the right moment. You make good friends and partners. You are normally able to show anger in appropriate ways. More often than not, you are able to stand up for themselves when necessary, but also are not afraid to cry if you are hurt. You are able to admit when you are wrong and take steps to correct your mistakes. You are generally happy, well-rounded person. You can stay motivated and focused in the face of setbacks. You are positive and optimistic about themselves, others around them, and their future.'


I hate plants. And I certainly hate you. :P

A cool S700i would be great but it's just too far-fetched to ask that. Anyway, I can save up in my savings, privately before I get my hands on that pretty thing.

Or maybe K700i would be a better bargain? Or 7270?? Oo la la. My eyes are shinning...!!

Today's really exciting. I don't know how to say it, but it's Mr. Raja's birthday today. We gave him a surprise with lights off, popping plastic bags and a paper cake with 1 candle. Of course, no birthday will ever lack a birthday number. We sang and he practically smiled from ear to ear.
Oh my God!! I 'nearly' cried. It's so touching. Mr Raja is the worst teacher but he has his own ways of manipulating us. I can't blame him.

Humans are just so surprising some times.

Anyway, val and I went to Jurong Point to get sijie's pressie. It's tough job but we made it through. Haha. My shoulders ached with the continuous pressure of my bag. It somewhat seemed to keep increasing- the weight of the bag. Well, I'm jaded for now. Tomorrow morning I have sjab. Sick and tired of uniform groups. How I wish that time could pass so fast that I've reached 21.


I got myself a tenant. No. We got ourselves a tenant. Considered as a big guy for any 18-year-old. Wow. I'm amazed at his size. Pardon me for saying this, but he doesn't seem to be obese at all. Woosh. He's just big. Oops.

Next, we got ourselves a poodle again. An apricot toy poo. With a speck of white on her forehead, which is interesting for a mark. Anyway, I got her name, finally. It's Abbie. A.b.b.i.e. Pronounced as 'Abby'. She's cute but different for my late Tian Tian. 'Cause you just can't simply compare the both of them. Their different status.

And this is the first time I actually wrote 'properly'. Not like poetically or pirate-ishly. Oh, tush. Heh.

Weet! I learnt a new word, today. It's cotton mouth. Basically, it means dry mouth. You know, when you don't drink water for a long time, your mouth feels bad. That's cotton mouth.
"I've got cotton mouth!" Cute.
Another word: insatiable. Meaning: impossible to satisfy.

Anyway, I just watched a few tv shows, they're talk shows. Featuring a few actors including James Spader.

Here I come
'Boom boom boom'
What they said was true throughout
Eyes all reddish and smoke kept rising
The upside down smile and converging brows
All never seem to fail a single deal
So here I come, 'Boom BOOm BOOM'!

Once upon a midnight blue
While I pondered weak and weary
Seasons changing never stopping
My illusions ever playing
Like as time peform her magic
So I gazed at nature's beauty
Filled with colors green and red
Here I leave my little token
Just for midnight blue and me.

-written by me.




"Wherever he steps, whatever he touches, whatever he leaves, even unconsciously, will serve as silent evidence against him. Not only his fingerprints or his footprints, but his hair, the fibers from his clothes, the glass he breaks, the tool mark he leaves, the paint he scratches, the blood or semen that he deposits or collects - all these and more bear mute witness against him. This is evidence that does not forget. It is not confused by the excitement of the moment. It is not absent because human witnesses are. It is factual evidence. Physical evidence cannot be wrong; it cannot perjure itself; it cannot be wholly absent. Only its interpretation can err. Only human failure to find it, study and understand it, can diminish its value."

- Paul L. Kirk, PhD“Father of Criminalistics”.

An enlightenment. I love this quote. Forensic sciences. A bigger 'wow'.

Reminising with songs:

Why can't I by Liz Phair- Reminds me of the movie '13 going 30'

Our Lips Are Sealed by Hilary Duff- Reminds me of the time when valerie and I went to orchard, though I personally hate this song.

Only One by Yellowcard- Another beautiful song. Love it. Reminds me of all the happy moments spent at school.



I have a cell. A replacement. It's an older model. I still miss the 6230. Nevertheless, a cell a new beginning, so I don't really mind at all.

But I need to say this: The resolution is like shit. The phone is slow. Re...aa...l...lly slow. The transition.

Part I

I remained unwritten
Undefined and unsatisfied.
Music notes flooding
Capacity's full
But yet I remained unwritten and undefined.

Part II

Notes here and there
Mind-bobbling problems
And heaven's on my side
As the sky made its beautiful artwork
I saw what I once knew
Psychologically I'm challenged
And after an afternoon
I won the 'fight'
The morning sky made my day
Simply with it's simple yet well-defined artwork.

Part III

Docky and dizty
The world's spinning 360 degrees around me
I'm caught in the middle
But nevertheless I caught up with myself
I raced with Time
30 minutes reduced to 30 seconds
It was over, for the day.
A sigh of relief
For the black dots are back to where they are supposed to.

Part IV

I'm a feather.
Well-defined by the tip
Light weight
I can fly
Fly above the clouds that I once knew
Unseen by others
I slipped through their hands.
I'm a feather
I can write
I can soar
Yet at the same time
Death is anywhere around me
But still thy shall fly
Fly away.



I'm still very busy last few days. Omg... Anyway, tis' gonna to fast.

I'm wanting so many things. A mp3 player. Apple iPod? Or Creative Zen? Then, I'm wanting a book. Intelletual. You know, sometimes, you can't be just materialistic. Ya got to be upright and proper. *winks*


I'm so damn busy today.
Working all day long.
School in the morn.
Tutorials in the noon.
And not forgetting homework and personal preoccupations.
Oh me, oh my. What is to become of me?


Wow!
My IQ: 124. 'Your strengths make you a visionary.' Interesting...

My EQ: Average.
'In most circumstances you are not afraid to show love, empathy and compassion for other people. In general, you are comfortable with intimacy, and giving of yourself to other people. You are fairly in tune with yourself and those around you. You generally know how to say the right thing at the right moment. You make good friends and partners. You are normally able to show anger in appropriate ways. More often than not, you are able to stand up for themselves when necessary, but also are not afraid to cry if you are hurt. You are able to admit when you are wrong and take steps to correct your mistakes. You are generally happy, well-rounded person. You can stay motivated and focused in the face of setbacks. You are positive and optimistic about themselves, others around them, and their future.'



I hate plants. And I certainly hate you. :P

A cool S700i would be great but it's just too far-fetched to ask that. Anyway, I can save up in my savings, privately before I get my hands on that pretty thing.

Or maybe K700i would be a better bargain? Or 7270?? Oo la la. My eyes are shinning...!!


Today's really exciting. I don't know how to say it, but it's Mr. Raja's birthday today. We gave him a surprise with lights off, popping plastic bags and a paper cake with 1 candle. Of course, no birthday will ever lack a birthday number. We sang and he practically smiled from ear to ear.
Oh my God!! I 'nearly' cried. It's so touching. Mr Raja is the worst teacher but he has his own ways of manipulating us. I can't blame him.

Humans are just so surprising some times.

Anyway, val and I went to Jurong Point to get sijie's pressie. It's tough job but we made it through. Haha. My shoulders ached with the continuous pressure of my bag. It somewhat seemed to keep increasing- the weight of the bag. Well, I'm jaded for now. Tomorrow morning I have sjab. Sick and tired of uniform groups. How I wish that time could pass so fast that I've reached 21.



I got myself a tenant. No. We got ourselves a tenant. Considered as a big guy for any 18-year-old. Wow. I'm amazed at his size. Pardon me for saying this, but he doesn't seem to be obese at all. Woosh. He's just big. Oops.

Next, we got ourselves a poodle again. An apricot toy poo. With a speck of white on her forehead, which is interesting for a mark. Anyway, I got her name, finally. It's Abbie. A.b.b.i.e. Pronounced as 'Abby'. She's cute but different for my late Tian Tian. 'Cause you just can't simply compare the both of them. Their different status.

And this is the first time I actually wrote 'properly'. Not like poetically or pirate-ishly. Oh, tush. Heh.


Weet! I learnt a new word, today. It's cotton mouth. Basically, it means dry mouth. You know, when you don't drink water for a long time, your mouth feels bad. That's cotton mouth.
"I've got cotton mouth!" Cute.
Another word: insatiable. Meaning: impossible to satisfy.

Anyway, I just watched a few tv shows, they're talk shows. Featuring a few actors including James Spader.


Here I come
'Boom boom boom'
What they said was true throughout
Eyes all reddish and smoke kept rising
The upside down smile and converging brows
All never seem to fail a single deal
So here I come, 'Boom BOOm BOOM'!


Once upon a midnight blue
While I pondered weak and weary
Seasons changing never stopping
My illusions ever playing
Like as time peform her magic
So I gazed at nature's beauty
Filled with colors green and red
Here I leave my little token
Just for midnight blue and me.

-written by me.





"Wherever he steps, whatever he touches, whatever he leaves, even unconsciously, will serve as silent evidence against him. Not only his fingerprints or his footprints, but his hair, the fibers from his clothes, the glass he breaks, the tool mark he leaves, the paint he scratches, the blood or semen that he deposits or collects - all these and more bear mute witness against him. This is evidence that does not forget. It is not confused by the excitement of the moment. It is not absent because human witnesses are. It is factual evidence. Physical evidence cannot be wrong; it cannot perjure itself; it cannot be wholly absent. Only its interpretation can err. Only human failure to find it, study and understand it, can diminish its value."

- Paul L. Kirk, PhD“Father of Criminalistics”.

An enlightenment. I love this quote. Forensic sciences. A bigger 'wow'.


Reminising with songs:

Why can't I by Liz Phair- Reminds me of the movie '13 going 30'

Our Lips Are Sealed by Hilary Duff- Reminds me of the time when valerie and I went to orchard, though I personally hate this song.

Only One by Yellowcard- Another beautiful song. Love it. Reminds me of all the happy moments spent at school.




I have a cell. A replacement. It's an older model. I still miss the 6230. Nevertheless, a cell a new beginning, so I don't really mind at all.

But I need to say this: The resolution is like shit. The phone is slow. Re...aa...l...lly slow. The transition.

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