& Sunday, August 27, 2006

Help me now.

I can't run.

I can't hide.

There's only my dreams left.

So appear before me now.

And be my angel.

For me.

( 8/27/2006 09:27:00 PM )

& Friday, August 18, 2006

To Air.

I realize that i may not be a great writer, a great artist or a great friend.

I realize i can't help you much with your life, that you'll have to make your choices on your own.

I realize i may not always be there for you, and that you may have to cry alone.

We may not know each other for long.

We may not know each other well.

And you're already going away.

Maybe it's fate.

Maybe it's destiny.

But maybe.

We'll make our own fate.

We'll make our own destiny.

Even when we're far apart.

We're still living under the same night sky.

Still looking at the same bright stars.

Under the same cloudless sky.

And sometimes.

You'll wonder.

Sometimes, when you get that sensation of Deja Vu.

Know that we are always here for you.

May the night be dark.

May the night be stormy.

May the night be alone.

Tell me.

And i'll spread the star sheet over for you.

And together, we'll look for the star you love best.

" Twinkle twinkle little star.
How i wonder.....
How i wonder.....
How i wonder what you are.
Like a glistening diamond in the sky"

Lead us to each other.

Pray for us, as humans, as people.

And as friends.

Trust that if there be Earth unturned in a bid to look for a true friend.

Tell me.

If you're bored, i can't accompany you.

If you're lonely, i can't lend you a shoulder.

If you're scared, i can't console you.

However.

I can dream with you.

I can stare with you under a star-filled sky.

I can love you, as a friend.

So if there's anything.

Tell me.

Tell me.

And i'll be there.

No matter the distance.

No matter the obstacles.

No matter anything.

No matter.

Be it a mouse.

Be it a clogged drain.

Be it that the night is dark and empty.

Tell me.

Tell me.

So tell me.

As a human, a person, a friend.

Do you love me?

So goodbye for now.

And evermore.

Take Care.
And Dream Hard.
Love.

18th August 2006.

( 8/18/2006 07:42:00 PM )

& Monday, August 14, 2006

I need someone with me. Right now.

Whoever who can give me warmth please post a hug on the tagboard

( 8/14/2006 09:28:00 PM )

& Tuesday, August 08, 2006

As currently i have nothing to talk about~

I shall talk about the Drama Rehearsal we had on Thursday.

1. It was a complete failure.

2. It was a complete failure.

3. Did i mention this before? It was a complete failure.

Firstly.

The Scriptwriter ( Wayne ) was late.

Thus, everybody stayed in the classroom to play poker.

Gambling freaks.

And when we finally manage to move into the LT for the rehearsal, people either didn't memorize their lines or didn't know when to come into the play.

It was a failure.

Wayne thinks we should adapt it to become a comedy though.

A comedy where nobody knows their lines.

That could be the punch line though.

Keng Chee was absolutely Un-delighted by the end of the rehearsal.

And, yes, it was a complete failure.

To quote Matthew: "OMG Peisu we're screwed we're screwed X100"

On reflection, i really shouldn't be writing normal blog entries.

My ( normal ) writing skill is rock bottom.

Since my dedication is still not working off.

There is still the world between us.

We are still alone, by ourselves.

Darn.

I miss you.

Even though you're so far away.

I miss you.

Good night.

( 8/08/2006 10:29:00 PM )

&

We had newspaper collection on Sat.

Wheeeeeee.

It was quite fun.

We had to collect newspaper from people living in Ang Mo Kio HDB block 445-8 to get money to do charity.

In the end, we ended up with a hill of newspaper that we had to dump onto a lorry.

You realized i skipped the middle part~.

Nevermind.

It's the start and the ending that's the most exciting.

( Winks. )

I just re-discovered my love for jazz~

Bought Seoul Jazz yesterday.

Like soooo~ nice.

You could fall asleep to the tune~.

But since Jazz is to make you relax, i'll take that as a great accomplishment.

( 8/08/2006 02:58:00 PM )

& Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Hey.

Sorry for not posting for so long.

Was kinda sick.

I feel weird.

I mean, i just walked into a play without knowing there was a play.

Obviously, if you don't know there's a play, how do you act the play?

But since they've already prepared everything, i had no choice but to join in.

I thought i did quite well though.

Maybe it's natural talent.

Maybe it's luck.

Or maybe sitting on a park bench reading newspapers just suit me.

I really don't know.

Maybe the consultant helped.

Scan. Talk. Oh, and of cause, breath.

Three things you must learn in drama.

Especially the breathing part.

Yeah.

Come to think of it.

It's kinda obvious.

Wonder why i'ad never thought of that.........

Anyway, so i was acting the role of the great Mark Anthony.

Don't worry if you'ad never heard of him.

He's........humble.

Yeah.

That's right.

Anyway, yeah. So i have this habit of sitting on a park bench reading newspapers. So i have this habit of being overly melodramatic. So what? I am still the great Mark Anthony.

Commander of the .......... Rome police force with 6 policemen.

That's power to you.

I mean, i have total control over 6 people for their lives!

Or their working hours.

Or maybe overtime.

But nevermind.

I still have power! I still have my newspaper.

I mean, i can just go around, whack an animal with it, and it'll be dead.

What animal you ask?

A fly, of cause. What a silly question.

If you whack a moose with a newspaper, will it die?

No, it'll just charge after you and rip your pants off.

Yes, i know you can whack a fly too.

But i'm special.

Can you kill a fly with a one page newspaper?

( 8/01/2006 04:52:00 PM )

& Dream

lazy days
lonely nights
looking for a lonely star
who'd keep me company

looking at the widespread sky
being me a lonely soul
gazing at the moon so bright
making wishes upon a star

a blow of breeze
to animate
the freezing scene

so the strings of white gold ribbons
seem to tease the lonely moon
because it is standing still
and they are free to move

"twinkle twinkle little star . . . "
I used to sing when I was young
now I've grown but still today
" . . . how I wonder what you are"

lying down upon the meadows
dream of flying up so high
reach the stars, sit on the moon
dancing ballet with the clouds

& about

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Boy
Cool glasses
CCA: Judo
178cm
71kg

& links

Links

*Yifan
*Yidan
*Sumo
*Soggy
*Jasmine
*Eening
*Zheng Yi
*Yan Yan
*Jaslin
*Wayne
*Fu Ying
*Max
*Emma
*Chun Yin
*Wei Xiang ( Not Fan Club )
*Zhong Ren
*Jing Wen
*Sarah ( Who's That? )
*Iz
*Air
*Ahmed
*Chinkie

& Loves

Badminton
Judo
Bowling
Pacing
Reading
Chatting
Laughing

& Hates

This is blank so nobody can hate me or anything

& Wishes

Grow taller ( Aim for 180!! )
Grow slimer ( Aim for 65? )
Germany winning the ( Next )World Cup
GPA ( Nah no aim : p )
Manage Sec 3 without screwing up

& Pet

& Past

June 2006; July 2006; August 2006; September 2006; December 2006; February 2007; April 2007; May 2007;

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