Sunday, August 24, 2008

Happiness is

running in the rain.

gulping the refreshing, damp air

sweat and drizzle

tarmac splashed a shade darker

the bright orange rubber soles of new running shoes

fallen leaves softly pressed into the road

a squishy symphony of spoik's  :)

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Courage,

is not the absence of fear;

it's inspiring others to move beyond it.

~Nelson Mandela

So I guess this is where I tell you what I learned - my conclusion, right? Well, my conclusion is: Hate is baggage.

Life's too short to be pissed off all the time.

It's just not worth it.

Derek says it's always good to end a paper with a quote. He says someone else has already said it best. So if you can't top it, steal from them and go out strong. So I picked a guy I thought you'd like.

'We are not enemies, but friends.

We must not be enemies.

Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.

The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.'

~Danny Vinyard, American History X

Monday, July 7, 2008

He used to look at me...and I used to see myself in his eyes

And it was like he saw me.



But then things started to change

The harder I tried to be what he wanted me to be
The less I saw myself in his eyes

And then one day I looked...and I was gone

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Diamond Flowers Yorke

It used to be so natural
To talk about forever
But "used to be's" don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
'Til we sweep them away

And baby, I remember
All the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh
And i learned how to cry
Well i learned how to love
Even learned how to lie

You'd think i could learn
How to tell you goodbye
'Cause you don't bring me flowers
Anymore



I know if destiny's kind, I've got the rest on my mind

But my heart
it don't beat
it don't beat the way it used to

And my eyes
they don't see you no more

And my lips
they don't kiss
they don's kiss the way they used to

And my eyes don't recognize you no more



I'll drown my beliefs
To have you be in peace
I'll dress like your niece
To wash your swollen feet

Just don't leave
Don't leave

And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love wins
On lollipops and crisps

I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kiss and smile

Just lonely
Lonely

Monday, June 16, 2008

Her face shone, eyes glowing lustrously dark, lips warm and sweet. As I turned away for the fear of exposing my emotions, I saw the gleam of a single tear against her courageous face. I've read there is no such thing as a single tear, that old poetic trope. And perhaps there isn't, since hers was simply companion to my own.
true
love
waits


~radiohead

Monday, May 26, 2008

We are made of love,
And all the beauty stemming from it.

We are made of love,
And every fracture caused by the lack of it.


~Sleeping At Last

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Fitter. happier.
more productive.
comfortable.
not drinking too much.
regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week)

getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries.
AT EASE>
eating well
(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats)
a patient better driver.
a safer car

(baby smiling in back seat)
sleeping well.
(no bad dreams)
no paranoia.

careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole)
keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then)

will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall),
favors for favors.
FOND BUT NOT IN LOVE 
charity standing orders
on Sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants).
car wash
(also on Sundays)

no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate
nothing so childish

at a better pace/
slower and more calculated.
NO_CHANCE OF ESCAPE.
now self-employed.
concerned (but powerless).
an empowered and informed member of society

[PRAGMATISM NOT IDEALISM]

will not cry in public|
less chance of illness|
tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat)

a good memory.
still cries at a good film.
still kisses with saliva.

no longer empty and frantic
like a cat tied to a stick
that's driven into frozen winter shit

(the ability to laugh at weakness)

calm.
fitter.
healthier
and more productive
a pig in a cage on antibiotics.

Friday, May 16, 2008

"Leaves set free from life;
soaring first like a butterfly, then
falling
falling
falling
falling

softly to the ground."

Set these thoughts free.
And they shall fall softly on paper.

~thenakedwriter

he's in love with words.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

she just discovered a new meaninglessness in her life.

her new favourite music was fresh but years ago.
she's been living in the past.
holding on to melodious memories and her wet pillow,
hoping it would comfort her through what lies ahead.

fear of what tomorrow brings.
fear of being found out for the part she's been playing in this stage act people call life.

she wants to close her eyes and forget.
she wants to close her eyes and not wake up.
repeat and fade. sleeping at last.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

i don't care if this makes me seem like a paedophile or an expecting mother. (of which, i'm neither)


http://dawnm.com/chicago-childrens-photographer.php


but browsing through this fills me up with an inexplicable sense of joy. :)

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

bruised, broken, and everything in between.

it was more than something i wanted.

it was something i needed.

i need

Thursday, April 24, 2008

life changing.

the only thing certain is the shroud of uncertainty hanging over the next 2 months.

i'll start now. we'll see how it goes.
oh boy.



life is screwed up. life is amazing. life is full of love.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

i should've told you earlier
when the skies were blue and the birds were singing our song
i should've said it all

but for now, even though it's too late
let me say, without hope or agenda
to me, you are perfect
and my wasted heart will always love you

adapted from ~Love Actually

Sunday, April 13, 2008

the greatest thing you'll ever learn,
is just to love, and be loved in return.

~Moulin Rouge



the best scene with some of the best ever love songs from one of the best love stories ever.
all you need is love :)

Saturday, April 12, 2008

share our story
our lives of love

sing our song
our love will live

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

dose of happiness



i have a sudden urge to go into paediatrics :)

haha, at the rate i'm going, i'll be happy to graduate.


Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.



~Robert Frost

Sunday, March 30, 2008

as much as she's always in your heart

you keep holding her in your arms


~Gone, Baby, Gone

Friday, March 28, 2008

sad smile,
happy tears.

all too familar?

all over again.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

what if?

that moment
when everything else segues into the background noise of irrelevance.

that moment
when the air of expectation hangs on painfully, hopelessly awaiting those words that never came.

that moment
mercilessly claimed by the incessant tides of time, never to be seen again.

if only

that moment
forever lost.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

gargh, i'm gonna sleep to my doom. 10hrs wth. death by sleeping

Sunday, March 16, 2008

I never knew you
But now I'm haunted by your past,
How long will this last?

I thought you loved me,
You say you love me,
Love's just a shadow that you cast.

And all my dreams come round in threes always
Im independent but I'm tied to you
You lied to me, I'd die for you
But I can't read your mind.

I'm lost without you
An empty feeling deep inside
I want to run and hide

I'll let you use me
And just abuse me
But girl I want you to be mine


Thursday, March 13, 2008

As long as I know that you're still there
As long as you know that I still care
The stars will still cry
The raindrops won't dry
Till we are where we belong.



'Cause I am hanging on every word you say
And even if you don't wanna speak tonight
That's alright, alright with me

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

i knew they were geniuses in melodies, vocal harmonies and instrumentation, but i never noticed the lyrics.

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly

~Queen


Sometimes, people like freddie mercury and elton john make me wish i was queer.

Monday, March 10, 2008

had a wonderful night.

i'm gonna make it come true.


i'm gonna make it. :)

Sunday, March 9, 2008

how did a slap on the wrist turn into chopping off the whole hand?

haha. grass is always greener on the other side.

now we suffer for the choices we make.

there is no wrong, there is no right
the circle only has one side.

Friday, March 7, 2008

malaysian politics can be exciting.

the ceramahs were incendiary, cili padi, yes, its fun being in a crowd. isn't it?

shouting along even if you can't vote. even though most of the issues raised were irrational, the promises unpragmatic.

i think it's just the situation of being in a large group of people who are they to make noise. the feeling of being part of a community, of belonging.

shouting along to time is running out in stadium negara. the sweat-drenched shirt, the dry throat, the crushing crowd.

muse, we are scientists, club 8 and pelle carlberg. gives me that crowd-high.

just one more now. the kop!

i want to be in that army, when the reds go marching in.

let's sing together, sing it loud, and sing it proud, so the tune doesn't even matter

Thursday, March 6, 2008

My soul slides away

But don't look back in anger, I heard you say

Oasis whoooooooo

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

in the end, you don't get to do what you like,

but you learn to like what you do?

Sunday, March 2, 2008

shhh.

stop talking.

you don't always have to fill the silence.


hush now.

and just listen.

you hear that?

the bottled up thoughts of the unheard.

Friday, February 29, 2008

There are times when life calls out for a change. A transition. Like the seasons.

Our spring was wonderful, but summer is over now and we missed out on autumn.
And now all of a sudden, it's cold, so cold that everything is freezing over.
Our love fell asleep, and the snow took it by surprise.
But if you fall asleep in the snow, you don't feel death coming.

~Paris, je t'aime

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

sometimes i do wish that i never knew her, that our paths never crossed.
then i wouldn't feel such untold sadness.

but then i wouldn't feel the untold happiness either.

better to have loved and lost? than to have never loved at all?


there are many things that i
would like to say to you but i don't know how

Monday, February 25, 2008

i need a hug.
high fives would do for now. haha
i'll take what i can get.
beggars can't be choosers, can we?


now, where did all you emo people come from?