Wednesday, September 27, 2006

bohemian rhapsody.

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.

Mama just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time.
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

I see a little silhouette of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me.
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.
So you think you can love me and leave me to die.
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.

Any way the wind blows.

---

returned from work.. and i'm tired.

today is my first day as S2, and i'm already assigned to training rachel for today.

and next wednesday as well.

man, tiring.. plus next week is rosmini. i hope we finish fast. luckily for me TVSM is at 2pm, so i can rest awhile... maybe gym in the morning or something like that.

i wish i can write a song, but somehow because there are too many things jumbled up, i can't put them in order.

songs to people, songs to myself, songs to God...

no, i try not to think about me being a mixed-up kid, because there are definitely worse cases around me.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

don't you cry TONIGHT!!!

i can't help it... this is definitely one of my favourite songs.

i don't really get the lyrics, but hearing it has some sort of feeling within me... of course it doesn't bring me to tears, but it will just... exists.. you know?

of course you don't. you need to download the song and hear yourself.

DON'T CRY by GUNS 'N' ROSES

Talk to me softly
There's something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin's changin' inside you
And don't you know

Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

Give me a whisper
And give me a sign
Give me a kiss before you
tell me goodbye
Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had...baby

And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

And please remember that I never lied
And please remember
how I felt inside now honey
You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby

And don't you cry tonight
An don't you cry tonight
An don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight

and currently i'm quite in the movie mode. watched the GODFATHER the other day... alone. but it was nice.. not too bad. still got two more to watch. Al Pacino at that age is just incredible... most of the cast are dead, so yea, you get the idea of the show's age. shall watch TWO and THREE soon.

and after that... PHANTOM OF THE OPERA.

damn, this movie mode. but hey, it's supposed to be enriching. haha.

--EDIT--

at 11.12 pm, Jos just sent an sms to me from CHINA. those who want to know what he said, ask me.. i'm lazy to type all out in its actual format.

Monday, September 25, 2006

千里之外

it has been damn long since i listened to chinese songs.

and even so, it's jay's. so long ago...

outside great distance. literal translation of QIAN LI ZHI WAI.

back to school... as usual, first day you can only think of sleeping... and lecturers aren't too kind... they won't spare us introductory crap nowadays.

yea yea, we get the idea about the module.. now let us off, because honestly first day no student is switched on. then the lectures are extremely energy consuming... the breaks are only one.. i feel like a secondary school student!

luckily, for tuesday there is king rajan's class. we are going to have break i think. RIGHT?!

haha.. anyway for the bored, go play diner dash 2. DAMN ADDICTIVE. got from junwei. haha

Sunday, September 24, 2006

aren't you happy that you have something to smile for?

as the title suggests... people should be happy. they were meant to be happy.

and happier if they had God.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

it's okay, you won't say sorry anyway.

that's why God is so special, and maybe that's why i kind of see His plan in things around...

no more me being in control... if i take too much control, i lose out. it's time to stop acting smart.

in other stuff...

i think i should kind of give up what other people say or feel about me.

Friday, September 22, 2006

battling the depths.

alright, quick update.

been working on monday and wednesday. kind of realised that my colleague is actually my neighbour directly downstairs! amazing!

been thinking (as usual) this week, and i have decided to make choices in my life. no more getting stuck.

well, it is a long journey ahead... a tough one upcoming.. i don't really understand the whole purpose, but at least i would try.

school is starting. can't wait to see everyone again.

QUEEN

I want to break free;
I want to break free;
I want to break free from your lies
I am so satisfied I don't need you;
I've got to break free;
God knows;
God knows I want to break free;

I've fallen in love;
I've fallen in love for the first time
and this time I know it's for real
I've fallen in love;
God knows;
God knows I've fallen in love;

It's strange but it's true;
I can't get over the way you like me like you do;
But I have to be sure when I walk out that door;
Oh how I want to be free;
Oh how I want to be free;
Oh how I want to break free;

But life still goes on;
I can't get used to livin' without, livin' without, livin' without you by my side;
I don't want to live alone;
God knows;
I've got to make it on my own;
So baby can't you see;
I've got to break free;

I've got to break free;
I want to break free;
I want I want I want I want to break free;

of course, only the first paragraph is applicable. the love part, well, it's just an option. hahah but nothing of that sorts, really.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

half dead, half alive.

man, my week was long... but at least it's over.

a quick summary before i leave the house to go for practice...

i have been working at sentosa EVERYDAY on weekdays for the week.. only having weekends for the rest. plus, on top of the sentosa, i had to work at mustafa to sell OLIVER RICH's aromatherapy products... an extra buck.

the oliver rich's shifts are horrific... 7.30pm - 2 AM. that sort of thing. and with sentosa in the morning.. it leads to little rest and sleep.

monday was the only spared day. first day at work, i did 9 to 5 at the sky tower ticketing. it was quite a pleasant experience.. answering the SAME damn questions over and over again. tourists... pfft. after that it was a rest moment... before the following days that would almost kill. amazingly i survived.

on tuesday and wednesday, i worked 830-2am... yes, it is CRAZY. tuesday was fort siloso... the most boring place in sentosa... and it was a very slack day there.. drying stamina for nothing. it ended by 6, so i had to go get some dinner, then move to mustafa... first night at mustafa was ok, made a bit of sales, so there is a commission. not too bad. talked on phone a bit, talked with the cashier and spent the time all over... the work ended with a nice taxi uncle, who sent me home, and charged me lesser even though i didnt have enough... i still got the original receipt though, so i still can claim from the oliver rich.

wednesday... repeat cycle. 830 i was at sentosa already... starting work at the sky ticketing this time. not too bad. but kind of crushed the day when i saw my results as being weaker than what i expected. way weaker... very discouraging.. my mood seemed to crash down.. although i still managed to maintain an okay attitude towards guests... even though they would repeatedly ask the same questions... (how do i get to the underwater world? where's the toilet? where's the cable car plaza?(it's freaking beside our booth you fools.)) it carries on to the next few hours of unrest... big insecurity and reflecting moments... even at the mustafa.. that night.. only one sale.. so it was kind of boring. just talked a lot on the phone so that time could pass faster.. thanks to those who have even allowed me to survive the night.. rachel, clara, huiru, fel, jos.. oh well. the same uncle fetched me home and charged me less, again. chatty guy.. funny. his history is almost hilarious and well, crazy.

thursday was a long day at sentosa. although there wasn't work at oliver rich later on, i had a long day sitting in the booth of merlion. what's so nice about the damn place... a mutated fish with a lion face... that's all.. and a simple view.. people want to pay $8 for that. psycho. at least made some friends with the merlion staff, so it wasn't too bad. after that i went to dong's chalet only nearby at the costa sands resort, to meet up with the dudes after not seeing them for so long.. and celebrated our buddy dong's birthday. very cool. at least that night, i reached home earlier.. at about 1130, and had the longest sleep in the workweek.

finally, friday was a simpler and anticipated day... final stretch! spent time in the smallest cell of sentosa, the Images of Singapore ticketing booth. at least with eyshah, a super high self esteem and cheerful girl, she talked with me and we survived the entire stretch together. not too boring. the boring part would be rosmini relieving us... at a VERY SLOW PACE. blah. finished at 7pm.. latest.. and rushed instantly to oliver rich. no meals this time. however thankfully junwei and jos came with food, and accompanied me.. wait. they spent half the time inside the shopping center and leaving me out. haha. but at least this time i got company. they stayed over and well.. it was saturday already and my workweek is over.

the weekdays were long, but amazingly, i survived it with no complaints. although mornings were super edgy, i had managed to sustain and fully awakened by the time i have started working. new form of training i suppose..

a lot of things going through my mind right now about myself... so full of crap and confusion. self-searching and all this identity crisis.. i need some form of solution. i can't stand myself being like this.. it feels very weird.. hanging from a moment.. i rather drop or be pulled up, though maybe i feel i should just die and just rise again.

although it is said it is more important how we handle failure, im feeling that i need some sort of solution.. looking back, i have fallen so much so easily.. over all the dumbest things and whatever.. and climbed back up over and over again.. i need to either stop falling, or maybe learn from falling or whatever there is.

perhaps the work has really gotten to my head and i'm just too tired.

Monday, September 11, 2006

calamity.

oh my. i am quite irritated by the dude that posts on my tagboard. to avoid misunderstanding, i am removing the tagboard for awhile till i solve the issue. sorry for the inconvenience people.

for those who have already seen it, i don't even know who the person is, but this person kind of knows about me so well suddenly. no matter, whatever was said is untrue, and i will deal with it.

once again, sorry for the inconvenience.

~edit

i just put a new tagboard up.

investigated, and i couldn't find anything.

for now, i can only ignore.

disturbed.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

racer's rubbish



after seeing some inspiration on kel's blog, i decided to try this shit out. it is EXTREMELY POORLY MADE, none of the pics link in the story, that sort of thing. plus my photoshop skills obviously suck, so give me some comments on how to improve it... and tell me what you guys think. =)

come on, i was damn bored, and i couldn't sleep! hahah

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

you wished it to be better.

very messy inside the head. need to sort out my thoughts... in an organized manner... and maybe express it AGAIN, but this time in a less wordy manner.

damn... frustrating... still not good enough.

Monday, September 04, 2006

when you thought you had all the answers.

i haven't used photoshop in a while already, so here are some "products" i came up with while going through the pictures folder. except the abby one, which i took from friendster.



janice says it looks like a short dick with two balls. does it even look obscene? haha. it's fireworks... but in reverse colour.



here's eugene chan's cover. not the best because this picture was taken pretty poorly... grainy due to pixelation from most probably a 1.3MEGAPIXEL camera. but it's not bad i think... except from some angle he does look like weiliang suddenly.. OOPS HAHHAHAHA.



i was going through friendsters and found abby's pic. i think i took this pic with clara's camera then. well, i came up with the title just randomly looking at the profile... the effect pretty cool.

the crocodile hunter is dead due to stingray kill. pity... no more DANGER DANGER DANGER in weird slang.

nothing else to blog now... it's been a pretty boring start of week.

SENTOSA tomorrow.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

the whisper in the wind.

i wanted to write a song, but you know what, forget it... i can't. i don't know how to structure my words proper to even put it out to a song.

i'm just in a SIANNED mode... i don't even know what is going on actually. it's all about strings in my life that connect to the several matters i think of.

there is family... (FAMILIA)

there are the friends... (AMIGOS)

there are the stuff to do about in church... (IGLESIA)

there is most importantly God. (DIOS)

there are obviously bigger problems, but heck, they can be push down because these 4 are the biggest things that are happening in my life. i am going to share a bit of details about it.. i don't want to label it too much.. not my custom, because i don't want to raise any problem that i have to deal with, it just adds more oil to the fire... or BATU API, as farid calls it.

you can read the sections you want individually... just Ctrl+F the spanish word for the section. this is a very long post... as if it's an FAQ.

--- 1. Familia~

my family is one confusing thing. all of them are kind of making me feel very lost. i don't expect myself that much anymore... there is a limit to what i can do also. but the problems, or limitations, would be almost all of them.

Father is a confusing person... being quiet in nature, he himself has already expressed his needs to be acknowledged... the kids have seen it through his sms on christmas stating he feels like everyone only comes to him for money. that is NOT TRUE of course. but we ourselves don't know how to react... he comes across as a quiet person.. it's not easy on our part to talk to him as well.. we are busy with our lives and all that. me, i'm trying on my part. not easy, but try-able. i don't ever find myself watching wrestling again, or even soccer for a start. i just sit and try. but it's not good enough. i know he wants something else.. yet again he would be hard-ass on this because he feels he needs to have the authority as the O-TO san in the house.

let's face it, this pride thing, gets on my nerves. honestly, i think we are old enough already, so it could be okay to just mingle around us as adults. my siblings are great, we don't cheat our family and all that. we love each other, though never really showing it and die-die won't say it.. culture. but obviously we want to care also... i'm just looking for a channel to break those barriers. he is rather calculative... i don't know why is there a need to.. he and O-KA san just like to do it. i hate it when they do that... reminds me of the umbrella incident... and i'm really glad i remained calm.. it was really an act of God. but again, these could be a family thing EVERYONE ELSE faces... we should just hold a committee and just decide how. i'm dying to hear the parents' side too.

O-KA san is good... she is most probably the most communicable person in this household.. she really works hard.. most probably the one who gets to talk to everyone in the household because she sees them flow in and out. hard on her.. i want to do something about it. haha, i have been quite an ass, especially about going dinner late.. but to be honest, over the years, i have seriously improved... maybe temper wise also improved as well.

the parents are great, but what could be better is to understand their needs. Father provides so much for us, just grumbles. i am not expecting him to be perfect, but i think it's better we adjust for the better of each other. one day, i promise to bring them to church. will pray about it.

the sisters.. are just clashing. though blood-related... they ain't close. fellow christians, indeed. Shirley is good, maybe she just needs to understand our parents better... be patient. i feel her position, it really sucks to be like her situation sometimes. i have managed to successfully put away anything that could block me from talking to her as a human, and she really is caring... just hard on the communication part. slowly, maybe God could work together with us on our parents as well. Janice ain't around, but i think we couldn't depend on her like that. yes, maybe without her, this house is quieter, we all do our own stuff, i'm alone in this room for almost everyday after i come home, but we got to do it on our own, as the christians of the house, to live the testimony out to them.

Diana, i'm really sad when it comes to her, because she naturally blocks me out as the younger sibling. ever since she left, i know how it feels to have lost her somehow. i trust God will bring her back, so the rest of the complaints... they are fully optional. but i don't need them. it's just sad when people ask how she is, and i don't know how to explain to them. i remember when she told me that if she were to leave, i had to stop her. i couldn't. but this is all called OWN STRENGTH. only God can do it.

--- 2. Amigos

it is amazing, because no one has ever truly been a friend that really knows my depth that well. i myself.. don't know myself good. i am such a confused person. the closest people that could perhaps see the trends or patterns within me, would be Jos and Pastor Geoff. They know the new me better. those not mentioned, you guys know me, but they just know better than anyone else.

but it's not about me, it's about all the amigos around me.

i have come to acknowledge how human i am, with sociological needs and all that. Maslow is right. i know i am a social person, and i cannot be alone. but sometimes, this loneliness is what i get due to the insufficiency in perhaps empathy of what i REALLY FEEL. because i'm so confused myself, i don't know how to label what i'm feeling. and i most probably give a vague description for it.

but i have learnt to expect nothing from anyone. expectations to me are like responsibilities a person has. i don't expect anything from anyone, because it's not their responsibility to know me. any help a person gives to me, it comes across as a prize, or award. i don't expect it. in the same way i don't expect God to do anything. this part is because i want to trust Him in His decisions. He is in control, i know it, so more or less i can't say i didn't expect anything, because He works in ways we won't know.

it sucks to know your friend is going through a shitty moment, and seriously you want to do something to correct him and help him around, but sometimes, i'm learning i can't do it alone without God. or least to say i don't think i'm cut out for this sort of stuff, because i may not understand the situation good enough to help. sometimes i don't even have to help, but when i help, that's wrong. it may be good to give some extra help, but in the situations around me, no that's not the way it works.

as for the infamous emotions part, there is nothing i want to do about it, because it is FUCKING irritating. i have not typed this word while blogging for a long time, this is the last. i don't want to care about it because this is the one that hinders me the most. it is so STUPID! maybe it's because i can't be bothered to go and work so hard for an empty shell. and text just doesn't work out for me... if it did, it would have already right?

don't care about who i like... i mean, why do people care? it's nothing! i don't care too. i don't want to care as well. because it's not helping me and it's useless. there are bigger battles to fight in my life. these things piss me off this bad because it has affected great friendships. i don't like to screw up because of it. sometimes, i admit, it's great to be with someone you like, especially if it's a good friend of the opposite gender, but it's tragic when it happens to be ME screwing up almost, well not almost, ALL THE TIME. i hate that feeling, it sucks, i would try my best to avoid it, no promises because i'm not good at promising such things.

if you guys want to know, i don't like anyone right now. i'm denying any of the possibilities because i know i have to. the part about denying is important, because people like me are susceptible. sometimes i wish i can do something about it. it's great to have someone like back, but hell, i don't think it's ever happening when i'm so young. oh well. just move on i suppose.

--- 3. Iglesia and Dios

what about Sat@7, you ask? it's great. i see it as the re-equipping session... a back-to-basics session on how to bring people to know God. i've learnt; it's not about people coming to church... the most important thing is for people to even accept God into their lives.

it's true, we aren't informed enough by the church about what it is to us who have been there long. but what's it to us, shouldn't we just trust God? hush, and just listen to what God will say through this service.

me, i want to be humble. just quieten down and just listen to what the service has to offer. Pastor Geoff has explained this is the promise of revival. i come to terms with it, so i just go out and work with God to win souls to Him. that should be our main purpose... it has always been our main purpose since we chose to follow Him.

because of things around me, it's more of me and God and church. that is how i see the parties involved. church is one party. but the more important thing is between me and God. but church is still important.

God has become very real in my life already. i can't escape it. maybe it's the holidays. is this hyperspirituality? perhaps. but i won't eat sleep or breathe God in what i do. even Pastor David doesn't do this. haha. i'm human! but nevertheless, it's the relationship between God and i, and this is something i need to handle slowly with Him.

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conclusion statement... this is just an expression of myself... maybe you guys know me better by now, hey! haha. but like i said, i don't expect anything from anyone, because this is an expression.

this sounds like quite a long post. yes it is. but it's tiring.. an hour typing it. but it's good, at least i have vented out my mind a bit. i'm feeling better. thanks people. i'm out of here.