Saturday, January 24, 2004
TATU LYRICS
"Not Gonna Get Us"
Not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
Not gonna get us
Not gonna get us
Starting from here, let's make a promise
You and me, let's just be honest
We're gonna run, nothing can stop us
Even the night that falls all around us
Soon there will be laughter and voices
Beyond the clouds over the mountains
We'll run away on roads that are empty
Lights from the airfield shining upon you
Nothing can stop this, not now I love you
They're not gonna get us,
they're not gonna get us
Nothing can stop this, not now I love you
They're not gonna get us,
they're not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
Not gonna get us
Not gonna get us
We'll run away, keep everything simple
Night will come down, our guardian angel
We rush ahead, the crossroads are empty
Our spirits rise, they're not gonna get us
My love for you, always forever
Just you and me, all else is nothing
Not going back, not going back there
They don't understand,
They don't understand us
Not gonna get us
Not gonna get us
Nothing can stop this, not now I love you
They're not gonna get us,
they're not gonna get us
Nothing can stop this, not now I love you
They're not gonna get us,
they're not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
11:04 PM
You are one of the few out there whose wings are
truly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, and
divine, you are one blessed with a certain
cosmic grace. You are unequalled in
peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of
Light your wings are massive and a soft white
or silver. Countless feathers grace them and
radiate the light within you for all the world
to see. You are a defender, protector, and
caretaker. Comforter of the weak and forgiver
of the wrong, chances are you are taken
advantage of once in awhile, maybe quite often.
But your innocence and wisdom sees the good in
everyone and so this mistreatment does not make
you colder. Merciful to the extreme, you will
try to help misguided souls find themselves and
peace. However not all Angelics allow
themselves to be gotten the better of - the
Seraphim for example will be driven to fighting
for the sake of Justice and protection of those
less powerful. Congratulations - and don't ever
change - the world needs more people like you.
*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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10:58 PM
Friday, January 23, 2004
HE is yong kim.
That's just for ur benefit cheng coz i don't care if u know anymore.
What's there to know anyway? we've been just friends since the beginning of the year so anything u *think* is going on has not been for over a month now.
Blah. Who cares???
... -_-
11:17 PM
Thursday, January 22, 2004
I can't stop thinking about him... the man on the motorcycle. the man in the accident. the man....
we were driving along, this new year's day, to uncle jame's house (the one with the dog called Baby). suddenly, there was a man lying face down on the road in front of the car and there was blood pooling beneath his motionless head. Godma screamed at Godpa to pullover to the next lane, "Dave! DAVE! Pull over to the next lane, hurry... Will you HURRY up?? You're going to run over him, DAVE!!" There was a horrible crunching sound and for one, excruciating moment, i thought Godpa had crushed the man's arm.
"See lah! You broke his helmet...!" Godma's words broke the rushing in my head. My heart slowed it's frantic pace.. marginally. Godpa finally parked the car right in front of the victim, just behind my parents' car and in front of that, a taxi.
My heart still pouding, i stared through the back window, unable to stop myself. With morbid curiousity, i watched the hapless man. He had turned over slightly and i could see part of his face. It was covered with blood... One of his arms was flung out and the other lay across his chest. I watched his thigh muscles shiver and jerk violently, his body going into convulsions and shock. People were surrounding him now... Men, all of them. Papa, Godpa, the taxi driver's passenger, the taxi driver himself. I asked Godma if i could go out but she rejected my plea and i didn't press the issue. Honestly, i was frightened, scared and helpless. What could i do? They had called the ambulance, the EMAS van had just arrived to block the traffic on that side and put up the warning cones thinggy and the adult males were surrounding the man, trying to revive him and help him... What could i do???
Godma got out of the car, gave the milling group a box of tissue and an umbrella to shade the poor fellow and still, i watched, riveted. The man was awake now, i could see. He tried to get up and was helped to the side of the road, to sit on the pavement. There was a large gash above his eye, from which the blood still flowed; and blood coming out of his nostrils and out of his mouth. Blood, everywhere. There were lacerations on his arms and knees (even though he was wearing jeans: they were torn, as was his shirt). His eyes didn't seem to be working properly for they kept rolling back, showing the white. The people tried to keep him awake... I could see them talking to him even though i couldn't hear a sound. It was like a strange, silent, horror movie of the 20's, with Godma speaking in the background, leanne beside me plaintatively saying she was hot, shaan not making a sound and delia behind me, tears leaking from her eyes as she too, watched with dread.
Soon, the men came back. Papa went back to his car and Godpa came back to ours. The taxi driver and his passenger hung around, looking awkward. Only the two EMAS ppl were beside the man, whose head was lolling and whose body tried to curl in on itself, arm clutched tight, even though he was sitting up...... The ambulance hadn't arrived yet but Godpa started the car as papa had already moved off. Our vehicle started to move and still i watched fixedly out of the back window. Watched, as we moved further from the unknown man and his unfortunate accident. Watched, as we moved out of his life.
It was only when a few cars blocked off my view and Godma asked if we were alright that i turned from my twisted position to settle back in my seat. Leanne was gazing up at me, accusation and consternation blatant in her eyes. "Yes, i'm alright", i answered. "NO!" said that voice in my head. "Why are we leaving? What's going to happen to him??? How can we just leave like this without knowing if he'd be alright?!??!! STOP!!!!!" But leanne was still looking at me and i smiled wanly, ignoring the voices. "It's all your fault," she said. Huh?? "It's all your fault that i'm hot 'cause you didn't want the aircon just now..."
Oh. i thought.
oh.........
11:14 PM
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
There's something wrong with my life... somewhere. I don't know anything anymore. I've no time to do anything...meaningful anymore. What's the point of studying? I've been mugging my SATS so hard that i've lost sight of my goal.
So why am i studying for SATS?
-so i can score full marks for the exam-
Oh really? but why do i want to score full marks in the exam??
-so i can get into a good US uni... maybe Harvard-
Wow... but whatever for?
-pardon me?-
Like why go Harvard? Or even uni for that matter...??
-so i can do well of course! and get a good job-
oh....... then what will you do?
-work hard, duh-
I mean, what will you do after finishing the course of your work?
-umm.................... good question. retire?-
And do what?
-wellllllll... whatever i want to do i suppose :p -
That's good to know... then?
-then what?-
Then what will you do after..... everything?
-rest. die. pass away. kick the bucket. whatever u want to call it~-
So what's the point???
LIVING.
Living's the point.
However long we stay here, on this earth, in this dimension and plane, it doesn't matter. Oh sure, some of us do things in the course of that time that shapes the future for all... Like Thomas Edison n the lightbulb. Like the smart chaps who made up the computer and the internet. Things change, times change, we change... But if we follow that reasoning, then all it seems our life is for is to interact with the lives of others and (try) to leave something worthwhile to posterity. Then what do they do...? Ans: The exact same thing! So therein lies the problem - the neverending, ever-truding, constant, continuous, unchanging process that is unique onto itself. (and as we all know i'm sure, the only thing that is unchanging is Change itself =P)
SO?
Well, i have no answer to that.. :P i suppose life is what we make it out to be. we can go on and on and on trying to find meaningless answers to what life is, or we can accept that, hey! we're here, this is my life and i shall live it~!! (not satisfied? well bully for you! that's all i've got~ ;)
We live what we all get: a lifetime. no more, no less... You've got a lifetime, do what you will with it.
"So every life, being a lifetime, is brief. And every life, being brief, is equal." (Peter Straub)
That is why our lives should be treasured, embraced and nurtured; for anything of brief duration (and all duration is brief) is valuable and to be valued, reluctantly surrendered.
What does it mean, that "there is no such thing as a one-sided coin"?
Wisdom is a matter of recognizing that nothing stands still, that everything is hurtling towards its own conclusion. Wisdom is the celebration and the memorialization of the temporal. (So wisdom consists of the ability to observe, "This is a beautiful day.")
~ concepts from The Sandman VII: Brief Lives by Neil Gaiman
{read the sandman. it's awesome.}
This is my life.
What's yours?
2:37 PM
Monday, January 19, 2004
If you float on a raft in the middle of the ocean n look around u, if you lie on the ground n gaze at stars above you; how insignificant our life is to the world n the universe... what do we matter in the real face of things? we are not heroes in a story, not matrys in a book. whatever happens to us, time still moves on. if we are here one day and not the next, will the universe care? will mother earth weep for her loss? what matter??
Yet our lives are important to ourselves and the ppl in our lives... We are each of us important to someone else, if one were to pass like a shadow in the night, over the endless sea, would not that passing be noticed by family, friends and others? we are each of us utterly insignificant and tremendously important at the same time... how does that add up?? =p
5:35 PM
Sunday, January 18, 2004
arghz! i'm still tired!!! :P haha, that's like a perpetual state of mine right now ;p heehee, i don't mind tho, since it's coz of kayaking n c'polo :D :D i luuuuvvvvv paddling with frenz!! so fun!!! :D :D :D hahaha, n the hard hat peepz are reallie nice too~ they gave us free spag, pizza, drinks n fruits! *grinz* basically just leftovers but STILL! *grinz grinz*
oh aniwae, it's decided... my bdae will b at hard hat there, not the food side but the bar side so those *legal* ppl can go order drinks if they want ;) hehhehheh... i just had the most iNtEreStINg conversation with liyana =D haha! i wheedled/ coerced/ out-talked her into taking the first dance with fi in my place in case the dj calls for the bdae girl to dance with the guy of her choice, which would put mi in a bit of a predicament so dearest li has just taken me out of that spot!! *mUaCkS* love ya!! -gRINz- heeehehehehehehee *evil smile* not like she had much of a choice aniwae but i know she'd do it coz she's my BEST friend! RIIIGGGHHHHHTTTT...........??????????????? ;D lol!!
Just in case the dj is insistant tho (*accidentally swings a paddle round n knocks her out*), my two back-up ppl to dance with are andee n cheng... muahahahahahahaha!!! so be prepared!!!!!! :D :D :D GRINZ.
10:32 PM