(Didn't know how to put the title of my blog as) XD
Looked at many of the linked blogs. Man, everyone seems to be suffering under depression, emo-ness, sadness. I am, however, quite optimistic still. Apart of being overly agitated in some circumstances, I always become quite happy afterwords. What is so difficult about life? Does no one see things from a few more angles?
Started learning COVERT HYPNOSIS >.< (Will not explain much on this topic. Though I really have lots to say. REALLY!)
My marks suck. Ah, actually it doens't: Only Chinese sucks. Gonna improve that damned shit. Or else :P
Leave you with a quote (From the Great Eugene):
"Love does not hurt. Regret does."
(This goes out to all my hurt friends. (You know who you are: Even if you are a visitor) I know this feeling of being hurt in a relationship: It is not love you dumbass. It's really only regret. Love still feels wonderful.)
Welcome
I am a controversial man.
Look upon my words with care.
View me in a way that is just and fair.
And that, for that, I might call you friend.
Sunday, 31 May 2009
Saturday, 23 May 2009
A little poem...
YES! IT IS BACK! The "Little poems" series is back!
yeA well let's get on with business...
"Quay Under the Stars"
By Eugene Koh
The evening after Midsummer's (the play),
I went to walk in Clarke Quay,
Picked up a cup of Coke,
Medium sized, walked around.
The lights of the night dazzled,
More than the rays of the sun,
The lights that shone under my feet,
Shone brighter than the stars above me.
High chairs and neon lights,
Set this a pretty sight:
Teenage girls hanging out with their steads,
Knowing that it is half past ten.
As I walked across Rear Bridge,
A sudden thought struck me:
They are workers by day, clubbers by night,
So when do they sleep: In the day or night?
yeA well let's get on with business...
"Quay Under the Stars"
By Eugene Koh
The evening after Midsummer's (the play),
I went to walk in Clarke Quay,
Picked up a cup of Coke,
Medium sized, walked around.
The lights of the night dazzled,
More than the rays of the sun,
The lights that shone under my feet,
Shone brighter than the stars above me.
High chairs and neon lights,
Set this a pretty sight:
Teenage girls hanging out with their steads,
Knowing that it is half past ten.
As I walked across Rear Bridge,
A sudden thought struck me:
They are workers by day, clubbers by night,
So when do they sleep: In the day or night?
Tuesday, 19 May 2009
Back again...
After a really really long "break", I'm back! :P
Well, exams sucks. The only thing I want to say about this topic is "Gotta improve". Nothing more.
Ah, well. I've been learning Russian over a year already. Nearly done with the conversational, but putting that aside.
Got penpals. One from Poland, one from China, a few from South Korea, one from Indonesia. Gee, having friends around the world is fun. Also, reason to check emails XD
Start getting into the totalitarianism fad. Geez, life must be hell in North Korea. But, oh well, having to control your own mind from becoming berserk is hard work too. Hate life.
To live is to die :P
Well, exams sucks. The only thing I want to say about this topic is "Gotta improve". Nothing more.
Ah, well. I've been learning Russian over a year already. Nearly done with the conversational, but putting that aside.
Got penpals. One from Poland, one from China, a few from South Korea, one from Indonesia. Gee, having friends around the world is fun. Also, reason to check emails XD
Start getting into the totalitarianism fad. Geez, life must be hell in North Korea. But, oh well, having to control your own mind from becoming berserk is hard work too. Hate life.
To live is to die :P
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