we cannot change the cards we are dealt,
just how we play the hand.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
12:12 AM
Gone
allow me a hiatus, i need to fly away
to a place where i would wake to warm pancakes
and sweet honey
where snow falls like marshmallow drops
and cuddled with me a little sunshine
the voices in my head-
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
8:49 PM
An Open Letter
it is unnerving, to begin and end in the same way
rolled over each other, pillows and blankets at bay
i must admit, you have taken me by surprise this time
this uncharacteristic separation whose initiation should have been mine
and so it is, 30 months and 15 days come what may
i wish you happiness stephanie loh kai wei
truly my greatest teacher, i must say
and she taught me without a pay
love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud, it is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. it always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. love never fails
she so faithfully humbled a tall proud king
living her each passing day simply by loving
withstanding the tides of time
when i was trapped in tekong slime
withstanding the winds of space
when i was flown from her a million pace
withstanding the angst of fatigue evermore
when i threw at her only residual time after friends and ball
withstanding the drifts of her friends
when i dwelled in fundamental moral plans
but i have failed you, as always with a sigh
you cried so hard last morn, and you asked why
why i would not plead, for my darling to stay
why i would not seek, for her love come what may
of loving love and nothing else, i believe in a wild tale
no one actually falls for someone, might you believe or feel
we only fall for love, and when the time comes
when princesses no longer sing and dance
it is time to step aside, to step away
even if that meant us astray
and a letter of Endë should bear an open confession
of loud clubbing and hot salsa, of pink solo lavenders and orange beauty ferns
it was wrong to have loved love when the heart was two
and to tingle obligation and guilt in love like a fool
do you remember the stars that hung around us last night
and how i shuddered, a most dreadful fright
yet like a game of bridge, it was a good call
or like a game on court, it was a good ball
you took the step back, and i shall take mine
my dear, once so, i am sure we'll be fine
wander but lets not go just too far
or the lingering hope will be ashed to tar
and some things won't matter, now will it
yet i will miss the way you twirl and sit
i will miss the way you hop and skip
i will miss the way your burpies make me flip
i will miss the way you hurl bread into soup
and how you love plucking your brows when i'm busy at my food
i will miss the way you hate to brush your teeth
and how your mango scent off your neck so gently mists
i will miss you
the voices in my head-
Monday, June 26, 2006
11:47 PM
Gaping Gaps
now i know
there is a gap between boys and girls
there is a gap between men and women
but hell no.
there is a fucking colossal gap between boys and women.
the voices in my head-
Saturday, June 24, 2006
10:44 PM
Serious Business
FOC unaged me.
with facetious names and bizzare games and eccentric OGLs and kooky dates and absurd cheers and capricious girls.
i felt like a kid again
the voices in my head-
Friday, June 23, 2006
9:35 PM
Just Imagine
i was driving down the PIE a little after lornie road today and i saw a magnificent rainbow arched over the skyline of toa payoh. and there was this sudden urge to speed on, straight into the beauty drooped in the background of a crimson sky.
i often wonder how ordinary things could turn out this way. i still remember walking into a rainbow along the great ocean road with five guys and a dad. mind you, its walking into a rainbow, perhaps broken down into lesser english, it means to say that one moment the rainbow's in front of you and five metres straight on, the rainbow's giggling at your back. i wish to walk into a rainbow again, and hear the crashing waves, salt in my eyes, snow round my toes, music in my ears.
of the things to respect about a man, his imagination is perhaps the most imperative of them all.
teach your children to read the Enid Blyton
the voices in my head-
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
2:39 AM
Celebrations
hey you.
and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you
and you :)
thank you.
i shall leave you to bore yourselves with photos off an old man's function. and to my dear darlings and dearer assholes, there would have been nothing else i could have asked for when already blessed with this absolutely out of the world party.
i love you all! :)
the voices in my head-
Monday, June 19, 2006
2:31 PM
Adultery
i turned 21 today, with a little pang of sadness.
it would possibly be the last time someone might bestow midnight birthday songs with tingling anticipation, or have my phone jammed from a little past that till the wee hours of a 19th, or have mummy kisses and daddy treats, or honestly.. have anyone remember me at all.
but who the heck cares.
i can finally march up to the box office and demand the ticket to some RA cheap flick and watch celebrity bosoms in galore.
the voices in my head-
Saturday, June 17, 2006
1:12 AM
Holy Baloneys
updates are out!
http://seekerwkaus.blogspot.com/
- Sunday, June 18, 2006
10:39 PM
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BA 0016
i'm BACKKKKK!!
will link up another site in a bit to turn you all green with pictureloads of the sun and sand and waves and wind and snow
right now, i shall go to sleep and perhaps wake to the face of an egohead, a singing shortie, a driving captain, a passive shooter, or a tree of eternity.
the voices in my head-
Thursday, June 01, 2006
7:12 PM
QF 0010
its 20 minutes to take off.
heading south to the land of retarded penguins with an egohead, a singing shortie, a driving captain, a passive shooter, and a tree of eternity. wish me luck
the voices in my head-
i love my girl. a love so beautiful, symmetrical, tangible
God loves me. a love so great, unconditional, real.
my life in a nutshell. working towards loves of sorts. beautiful, symmetrical, tangible, great, unconditional and real.
a page, deliberately left blank.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
I Corinthians 13:4-8
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