Saturday, September 27, 2003

in the absence of the sun

For all the good you say it does
It seems no better when you've had your say
You may believe it's just because
The words get colder when you've gone away

I thought I understood
What I was to you...

I don't want to feel this way
I don't want to say I'm just a friend
I don't want to wait around here
'Cause you don't want to feel no pain again
We just lie about it...
As we become shadows of ourselves

Some may fear committed lives
I sure am one of them without you
Does it come to you as some surprise
I laid the ground beneath to doubt you

Was it ever girl
Something you could hold...

I don't want to feel this way
I don't want to say I'm just a friend
I don't want to wait around here
'Cause you don't want to feel no pain again
We just lie about it...
As we become shadows of ourselves

I don't want to look away
I don't want to be the one denied
It ain't no fault of mine
'Cause someone, somewhere told you lies
But we don't talk about it
We just become shadows of ourselves


died-ed at 11:22 am
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NEW LAYOUT!! YEAH!:

and the credits goes to... RACHEL POHAN!!!.. woots... love u.. muahz muahz muahz.. <3<3<3 heehee.. thankiez alot.. and nope, taggie's fine, gurlfriend.

**to those who are worrying, its okay.. i'm still heterosexual. =S

anyway, yesterday i had this kick ass dinner at this anjung warisan eating place at j.b.. the food is loveleh. cheap uh.. mir ate this chic chop lookalike thang at only 6 ringgit equivalent to sg's 3 dollars.. and it is magnificently YUMMEH. and the music was nice.. they had this tunes playing and then a guy playing a whole deal of angklungs... and they sounded perrrrrrrfect! there was even songs by the eagles, songs in hindu, malay songs, and one particular chinese song i know.. haha... it was nice larh.. very very very very very nice. abah shld pamper us with good food more often. :P


THANK U RACHEL AGAINZ!!!!!


died-ed at 6:30 am
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Friday, September 26, 2003

gonna get tt bk fr guna:

crack of dawn
creeping slowly over the rise
it rushes down slowly
and gets caught up in the moist pink
the taste of salt
the taste to tears
her vision blurry, and she's struggling
to breathe, to think, to come to terms.
how can anyone be immune to reason?
escape
it's all she can think of.
yet she is trapped. steel walls that lock her in
that press on her mind and squeeze the thoughts out
she is a circle
perfect. perfect as she can be.
but there is no escape from the cycle.
round and round she goes. but there is no escape.
some say these children deserve better
some say their parents deserve better
some say nothing at all
chances are, what i beleive is wrong
but i don't care. as long as it
makes her smile again
what do i beleive?


escape
written by rahul keerthi
a rjc student who has his poems published super-cooly into a book called unriven

anyway, mr yeo says that lasalle sia is not recognised by the government.. the dip or deg or whatever larh.. so are other pvt colleges... so the qn is.. issit really worth our money if we got there to study..? cos if d singapore govt don't recognise their degs or whatever bull, it is more likely that uk and aussie govt wld do the same.. geez. pressure. pity those ppl studying there.


died-ed at 5:07 pm
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Thursday, September 25, 2003

a picture speaks a thousand words:



n those were the pictures to tt cousin's night in my bedroom... the barcode i drew and made.. yaya's lips impersonating anita serawak.. tt cap daddy got me fr indon.. tt necklace abang got me fr germany.. and all the credits will go to my beloved digital camera... although some look blur cos of stewpid me editing the pictures wrongly.. =s


died-ed at 6:52 pm
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RAINDROPS KEEP FALLING ON MY HEAD:

Raindrops are falling on my head
and just like the guy who's feet are too big for his bed,
nothing seems to fit
those,
raindrops are falling on my head,they keep falling

so I just did me some talking to the sun,
and I said I didn't like the way he got things done,
sleeping on the job
those,
raindrops are falling on my head they keep falling

But there's one thing, I know
the blues they sent to greet me won't defeat me.
It won't be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red.
Crying's not for me, cause
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining
because I'm free
nothing's worrying me

It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
crying 's not for me
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining
because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me


died-ed at 5:57 pm
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Wednesday, September 24, 2003

I want to TOUCH THE SKY:

I wanna touch the sky.
but I fear the glaring sun,
the rainstorm and the clouds.
and then I became an eagle
so solemn, so fearless.
I took the advantage of my eyes so sharp,
but my ears were so sensitive.
I looked directly at the sun
and I somehow managed to shut out the thunders
what I could only visualize and hear
is that rainbow and my awaiting goal- the sky.
the sky so high.
the huge blanket I finally get to kiss,
I finally get to caress, I finally get to reach and touch..
then I would, for the first time, had something to be proud about.
and then, the world could look into my eyes
and know I ain't playing.
-iQah


I dun feel like going to the forbidden city musical. any takers?


died-ed at 8:04 pm
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Sunday, September 21, 2003

DOWN DOWN DOWN:

bored to death. ain't got nothing to do. bleh. finished reading pen pals by olivia goldsmith, bestselling author of the first wives club. didn't do anything productive over the weekend but just notes for the first 3 chapters for chemistry. if only i did the same for my mid yr, then i wld just have to revise instead of writing, then revise. eyes have been drooping since tt nite i got tt stewpid nightmare. been thinking alot of life and still don't know nothing. overobsessed of being non-existant. negativity taking up the capacity of my body. my whole world suppressed with lonliness, longing, anger and fear. the matter of what is going to happen often debated by both the left and the right brain, the heart and the mind, the body and the soul. when things go differently, what is left of me? then neutrality comes to mind. the ability of having not to feel suddenly appeared. then i am fearless. i am free. suddenly i am disengaged. disinterested. dispassionate. i am abstract. achromatic. colorless. drab. what i am feeling is vague. no one understands. no one has to make room for me. i don't need their pity. i don't need their symphaty. my middle name no longer avant-garde. it has changed to solemn.

It fears what makes us decide,
Our future journey,
I'm not along for the ride,
Cuz I'm still yearning,
To try and touch the sun,
My fingers burning,
Before you're old you are young,
I'm still learning
I am falling down,
Try and stop me,
It feels so good to hit the ground,
You can watch me,
Fallin on my face,
It's an uphill human race,
and I am falling down
I'm standing out in the street,
The earth is moving,
I feel it under my feet,
And I'm still proveing,
That I can stand my ground,
And my feet are there, haven't washed my hair
Too be lost before you are found,
Don't mean you are losing
Some day I'll live in a house
Etc., etc., etc.
Don't you know that's not for now
and for now I'm falling
down...down...down...,
I'm falling down..
I'm falling....


died-ed at 3:14 pm
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