tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61859692011-04-22T13:10:31.993+08:00Juz yr average dudemenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1124562668805299862005-08-21T02:29:00.000+08:002005-08-21T02:31:08.810+08:00

I need new hip hop shit. more drinks n cash n more late nite n clubbing with my friends.wooo..juz more hip hop songs. missin da old beats..

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Many things change; some lost and found.But some things change forever,And when they change, they become something else.And then,These things are lost forever.Maybe i changed,Or maybe the world did,Cause the stage was so simple in the yester years,But so blurred and complicated now.Left here to wonder,What had happened altogether,When we were just boys and girls.The flowers withered and came

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"Sucker love is heaven sent you Pucker up our passion's spent My heart's tart, you're bodies rent My bodies broken your's is bent Carve your name into my arm Instead of stressed I lie here charmed 'cos there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you.." Placebo - "Every Me And Every You" "..I sit alone in my dark room pondering the things i done wrong or right and i dont even know i'm cutting

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1110735980817930952005-03-14T01:22:00.000+08:002005-03-14T01:46:20.820+08:00

Is it my fault. Is it not.Suffering whose cause i can't make out.But something's for sure.I could have made it easier.But I didn't and let it all fall.I lied to myself, Denial that all will be fine.When it was all gone. I'm losing my mind.Over this thing which can never find a balance in life.Riddles and rhyme, this insane circle of love and life.God leave me please, loneliness and tragedy

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1108923665658126052005-02-21T02:18:00.000+08:002005-02-21T02:21:05.660+08:00

"...Feel one thousand lost, sinking into soft skin. Ingest rejuvenation. One to consume, One to renew. Demanded invitation. Do you want to feel the warmth? To taste the life, to taste the life Do you want taste the life? To taste the life, to taste the life flow? I offer grace, I offer blood. I offer everything till my heart is crystal clear....." AFI - "

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"...There was a time when i Could breath my life into you One by one your pale fingers Started to move And I touched your face And all death was erased And you smiled like an angel Falling from heaven Just to be lift up again And you kissed my lips With those once cold fingertips You run me back to life And all things come to an end We don’t have to pretend Slowly we fall asleep And never wake

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ANNABEL LEE by Edgar Allan Poe (1849) It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE;-- And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. She was a child and I was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love-- I

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"You don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person who you cannot live without." - Unknown - When i'm crashing down, doubting myself and just losing it, that someone always saves me. I just don't know how but you always do. Thank u.

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i'm a FUCKING BAD PERSON N I KNOW IT. FUCK U MAN. FUCK U ALL WHY WAS I BORN BAD WHY DAMMNIT

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Sir John Harrington [Dear, I to thee this diamond commend] Dear, I to thee this diamond commend, In which a model of thyself I send. How just unto thy joints this circlet sitteth, So just thy face and shape my fancy fitteth. The touch will try this ring of purest gold, My touch tries thee, as pure though softer mold. That metal precious is, the stone is true, As true, and then how much

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LOVE IS SUICIDE!

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Sylvia Plath - "The Bell Jar" An excellent prose. Note: The author who composes brillant poems is currently dead. She committed suicide by placing her head in an oven and switching it on. This book was published a few weeks prior to her death. Listening to: The Cure - "Us Or Them"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1104684547996885232005-01-03T01:45:00.000+08:002005-01-03T00:49:07.996+08:00

Sylvia Plath - "The Bell Jar" An excellent prose. Note: The author who composes brillant poems is currently dead. She committed suicide by placing her head in an oven and switching it on. Listening to: The Cure - "Us Or Them"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1104603392326887352005-01-02T01:53:00.000+08:002005-01-02T02:16:32.326+08:00

Slipping a hot drink. Wondering where all e sorrow came from. When e dust started gathering, The volumes of mind numbing vodka. Why the rain never stopped, The sun dont shine. The pain so deep, Piercing through everything, Every second our heard beats. Strangers while we walk pass, Lovers while we dream. You and me, Just one another, Perfect. I wonder where Cupid was, When this love formed.

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I need my happy pills. Where are my happy pills. Argh.

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"What...u mean u got a girlfriend? wow..u sure don't look like those type.." "Errr yeah..i guess i do now." "Well..amazing..u so ugly still can have one." "..." Boy feels pain. But even when everyone thinks he's filth. She makes it all different again. He's the one she runs to. Love she represents. Dark skies. Long rainy days. Melancholic Hearts. It doesn't matter. Her sweet voice makes them

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1101829102091058272004-11-30T23:26:00.001+08:002004-11-30T23:38:22.090+08:00

I was a boy with alot of pimples. Then God came to me in a dream and said thou pimples shall disappear after visiting thy nearest polyclinic. And so i did. Man i look good today.

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One thing's for sure. Pimples come n go.

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"Something isn't right here. You've gone and left me on the ground. Something isn't right in this world called confusion. You gave it all away before you could lose it. Something isn't right here on the ground. You never said goodbye. You died. You chose to carry on a lie. Something isn't right here. You've gone and left me on the ground..." The Juliana Theory - "Something Isn't Right

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I have to thank my officiers for ruining my life. Thank u so much for e wonderful joyful pain u just inflicted on me. I love u all. I really do. She's all i have.

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1097918360122238912004-10-16T17:18:00.000+08:002004-10-16T17:19:20.123+08:00

I always do stupid things without knowing it and make other people pissed. Always. God i hate myself.

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1096089755423960442004-09-25T13:19:00.000+08:002004-09-25T13:22:35.423+08:00

Just came back from outfield in tekong. Saw a writing on a wall at a training shack that really amused me. "Pain Is Temporary. ORD Is Forever.." ORD ohhh!! For those who knows..

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1093520501665101702004-08-26T19:33:00.000+08:002004-08-26T19:41:41.666+08:00

Surprisingly my unit has an internet cafe. Only one left in camp with e admin staff. Man they are really leading e slack life. But then again, i'm not really going anywhere. Back to bunk to sleep. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZ.

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Tommorrow is my unit's deployment. duty till sat afternoon. 16hours of work no rest. and i just recovered? from fever. rumored next week 4 days field camp. following week 3days. interval training(not so tough) and chin up regime almost every night. Plus a whole lot of other crap happening which i feel so helpless about..and fucking depressed over it. God help me n save us all.. By the way i

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1089535197103941202004-07-11T16:30:00.000+08:002004-07-11T16:39:57.103+08:00

"Thoughts Are Mightier Than Strength Of Hand"

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I HATE MY NEW CAMP. I HATE MY NEW LIFE. I HATE MY OFFICERS. I HATE THE PEOPLE IN THE CAMP. NEW UNIT IS FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP. FUCKING LIFE IS ALL MESSED UP. ARGH! FUCK ALL!!!!!!! MY LIFE IS REALLY FUCKED UP NOW!!! @$*(&*@8&*(@#*(@$ EVERYONE IS FUCKED UP!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!! STATIC X - "KILL YOUR IDOLS"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1083433858733096192004-05-02T01:50:00.000+08:002004-05-02T01:55:18.263+08:00

i'm a lucky person. i seen so much things recently..thankful for everything i have. there's so much things around us we don't know..and how fortunate i am..i guess it's true. sometimes the grass is really greener on the other side. i have a great girlfriend, concerned family and retarded (good meaning) friends.

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1082793973884619942004-04-24T16:06:00.000+08:002004-04-24T19:30:09.543+08:00

"Tough Training Don't Last But Tough Men Do" - Rackie Quotes. Field Camp is over...yeahhhh. Fired m16 rounds. 5.56mm..felt good. Looking forward towards range. Shit though..i realiesd the survey i done recently determines if i go to command school...i think i made the wrong choice..to go there....shit. i hate army life.

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1081439718766185852004-04-08T23:55:00.000+08:002004-04-09T00:17:45.593+08:00

I never knew the mind could create and take so much pain at once. Old habits are coming back..and this time i think i can't kick it. Fuck. After this long weekend is field camp. no booking out for 2 weeks. Fucking hell. Don't u juz love the army. Guess wat..i juz heard my batch is the guards intake..most of us are going sispec. SO it means FUCKING us all day long...welfare is something u dream

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1080975010022040742004-04-03T14:50:00.000+08:002004-04-03T14:53:50.403+08:00

i have a headache. Don't think it's gonna go away for another 3 months. Field camp 2 more weeks. Instructors are mad. M A D! Usually it's supposed to be in the 5th week..this is the FIRST week. Hello n i just realised my pc is trained by a commando before. That explains alot that happens these few days. #*(!&!*%!

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1080409158486577512004-03-28T01:39:00.000+08:002004-03-28T01:42:50.046+08:00

"We need each other to live. Learn to love one another or die." - Tuesdays With Morrie. There is nothing more beautiful than the feeling of being in love and being able to care for someone. Hahahahaha... Camp life is quite slack this week. Training in the morning. Sleep in the afternoon. Train again at night. Life is acutally bearable in camp. Wait that's an understatment. hahahaha....@!#!~!!

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1079844901136966692004-03-21T12:55:00.000+08:002004-03-21T12:58:24.293+08:00

Back from camp..got mc so going back tml..did guard duty while e whole crisis thing was going on in tekong..nothing really..juz fucking hate my sergeants for picking me for guard duty this weekend..fucking dickheads. Of all time when this weekend was so important. ()!#*(!!

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1079161533508821032004-03-13T15:05:00.000+08:002004-03-14T10:59:44.310+08:00

=) Lalala...Dreams Do Come True!

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1078642577697691282004-03-07T14:56:00.000+08:002004-03-07T14:59:21.810+08:00

Fuck u all. Fuck e world. I thought was happy with my results. Then when i looked around i realised i was another pathetic debacle in this fucking comparsion game. Fuckkkkkkkk u allll. Anyway back to camp...life goes on. Fuck..i forgotten what was it like to be different..to be an indiviual with a mind of my own. To have my own thoughts and not be fucking affected by others..i feel so old..like

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1078409448864933542004-03-04T22:10:00.000+08:002004-03-04T22:13:49.123+08:00

First book out from camp n feeling good. Made loads of funny friends in camp...funny indians ahaha n my sergeant is racist! "play colour ah!!!" hur hur..damn funny. Alot of punishment by them but at night they r more relax n joke alot..i guess i'm quite lucky to have them hahaha. For now..i'm juz happy to be home. The first guitar song i ever learnt n i still remember how painful it was.Still

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This is gonna be long. After yrs of talk n bullcrap, NS is here. My neighbour was right, it really hits u hard when that day is here. If he ever reads this, thanks to him for helping me with my stuff n explaining to me army jargon.Knew him since we were babies hahahaha. Thanks man. To evan if u ever read this: Sorry man i own u a big fat ass treat when i can come out n meet up. I really

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1076705930922879532004-02-14T04:58:00.000+08:002004-02-14T05:10:48.466+08:00

"...Is it bright where you are Have the people changed Does it make you happy you're so strange And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame You can watch the world devoured in it's pain Strange..." -Smashing Pumpkins - "The End is the Beginning is the End" 3 more days to NS. Can't sleep again. It's back. But i guess the last few days have been one of my happiest spent with friends.

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1076388530181106442004-02-10T04:38:00.000+08:002004-02-14T04:56:31.106+08:00

"There is no point in living if there is noone to live for. Join me. Let go of yourself." Listening to: HIM - "Join Me"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1076178731114331142004-02-07T18:34:00.000+08:002004-02-08T02:34:54.840+08:00

"The happiest person is the saddest person in the world." I wonder if this logic applies to the most "manly" man in the world which is actually is most "gay"... Listening to: Lost Prophets - "Instrumental"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-107593158458704512004-02-05T21:45:00.000+08:002004-02-05T05:55:25.560+08:00

There comes an interlude in everyone's life where a big decision has to be made. Choices which will forever alter one's life. Make the right one, sit back and enjoy. Make the wrong one, you'll wish you've never been born. And if fate is kind to you, you'll make the right one. "Paint me a landscape of foolish beautiful love, Show me why am i so, Teach me to live, And hopefully in another

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1075830220683146402004-02-04T01:43:00.000+08:002004-02-04T01:45:59.326+08:00

NFS Underground IS THE GAME!! Makes me wanna go out n buy a wrx..if only i had e money... Listening to: Something Corporate - "As You Sleep"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1075661190873474752004-02-02T02:46:00.000+08:002004-02-02T02:48:46.983+08:00

Limits are meant to be broken. The impossible possible. Damn it feels good to break one of them. Listening to: In Flames - "Trigger"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1075467909949404332004-01-30T21:05:00.000+08:002004-01-30T21:07:23.373+08:00

After a @$*(&@*(&@*$ long time to repair my com it's ()@$*()!@ back! alrite! #$*(&$@#*( 2 more weeks to NS. Good luck to those already in. i'm beginning to hear stories.. Fact number 1: Adecco sucks. Fact number 2: See Fact number 1 Note. Adecco aka temp job employment company is NOT a GOOD company unless U wanna WORK like SHI*! BTW DO NOT ACCEPT ANY PROMOTOR JOBS WHAT SO EVER. U WILL REGRET IT!!

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1073667750532874152004-01-10T01:02:00.000+08:002004-01-10T01:02:50.966+08:00

PAUL VAN DYK is coming to town..22jan. any1 going plz tell me...!!! btw sorry henry i cant reply on e tagboard it's $!(*!##! screwed! yesh singapore is now offically gayland / giggloland/ lesbian watever shit u can think of... Listening to: Lost Prophets - "Last Train" ****ing rocks!!!!!!!!!!1

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1073575171445919662004-01-08T23:19:00.000+08:002004-01-09T02:01:00.840+08:00

yoyoyo (talkin nigga style haha) henry! the tag board is screwed....gotta wait for it to be ok. new yr eve was screwed coz new yr's eve's music sucked n wasted alot of $$!!..some shit happened.. anyway it's over so dannngggg!!! btw will u ever come back to singapore?n happy new yr! yes yiqi i will update...2day i went job hunting..how come all resturants wants female waitress..sexual

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"..The night beckons our souls to the grave, Morning sparks our souls to life, The only thing holding us together is each other. Akin to another..." Winter Listening to: The 69 Eyes - "Wrap Your Troubles In Dreams"

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i'm so tired..new yr's eve juz sucked. I juz wanna go to a corner n sit. Stupid party. Stupid me. I wished i could help. I'm so tired..i wish i could sleep away the days... Why when i tell e truth to people, they don't believe me. When i lie, they listen to my every word. What e hell man....? "....Disarm you with a smile And leave you like they left me here To wither in denial The bitterness

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1072706102613370492003-12-29T21:55:00.000+08:002003-12-29T21:55:20.103+08:00

Two Heads Talking. "So what happened?" "I don't know. It's gone. The thing i hoped to find. Disappeared." "And you knew this would happen. You knew so long ago." "I knew. I hoped. I wished so dearly." "But yet you knew it will never happen, didn't you?" "Yes. Every second of it. I was aware. Like the last time. Like everytime." "But it came to this. " "Guess it was never meant to happen

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1072644098506313832003-12-29T04:41:00.000+08:002003-12-29T04:41:55.193+08:00

Dogbert: "How do you like your new book 'The History Of Glue'? " Dilbert: "I couldn't put it down." Hmmm.. Listening to: 3 Doors Down - "Without You"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1072453493540601082003-12-26T23:44:00.000+08:002003-12-27T05:55:13.536+08:00

Everything is relative. Period. The 69 Eyes - "Next Stop Paradise"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1072209642070403772003-12-24T04:00:00.000+08:002003-12-24T04:04:42.673+08:00

"They looked at each other; emotionless. Gone were the days when love and passion for life and each other was the reason for being alive. All there was left is juz two distant and cold souls. It was neither here nor there. How could they make him choose. He juz sat there looking at the sunset; knowing that time would come sooner or later. The sea could not provide him with the answer. So alive

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"For every end there is an beginning. For every death there is new life. For every lost love there is another found. Life is a dance of eternity. The present only matters. Make every move count.." By the way, LOTR Return Of The Kings rocks. Legolas too. Hobbits looks gay!!!@$*(&#$!!!!!!!!!! Smashing Pumpkins - "1979"

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1071857727505648322003-12-20T02:15:00.000+08:002003-12-20T02:15:42.230+08:00

I'm offically a brown red head now....dang (picked that up frm henry aka old classmate in SF)....dangggg i need a job..moneyyyy... Paul Van Dyk - "Crush"

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"...Weep for now my friend, for this is a period of morning. I care not less for others nor for myself; empathy is what i am. So close when i am to someone, a tragic event will precede. Cursed with this to the grave, life is a shallow place. Dreams are but illuisions of the mind; hopes are but the wishful thinking of the heart. Mon amour , A toi toujours ma cherie..." Mono - Life In Mono. zzZ

menghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15780216978801747561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185969.post-1071435629152510462003-12-15T05:00:00.001+08:002003-12-15T05:00:42.773+08:00

New blog...old one went haywire....enjoy!!! Juz to start off... Lousy day. Stayed home n cleaned the house n my room. period. N shots r not good... Song For The Day: Joe Satriani - "Until We Say Goodbye" An old friends favourite song which is mine too. Too bad she's gone. (No, not dead..haha!)

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