I love this song to bits. especially from 4:48 (countdown). Be patient though. The song doesn't start until about one minute into it.




Underground or Aeroplane
Doesn’t matter in the end
I know it has to be this way
You’re leaving me again

So I’ll write my little love song
And I’ll sing it to the wind
You’re out there on the road tonight
London, New York, Amsterdam

And I’m lonely here without you
Miss your breath against my skin
You love me then you leave me still I lie here
Pressing fingers, where your kisses have been
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you

I know that I should be in bed
It's almost 3am
But when I close my eyes I can only see miles of headlights
Flashing out the distance

So I’ll sing my little lonely songs
It's just part of who I am
Cause I know that its been calling to you
London, New York, Amsterdam

"It took me 50 years to learn the basics of Kendo using my body.

After I turned 50 I started the real discipline.

I wanted to perform Kendo using my mind and spirit.

When you reach 60 - your lower body weakens. I used my mind to try to reverse the draw backs.

When you are 70 - your whole body weakens. Thats when I trained my mind to be imperturbable.

With a still mind, the mirror inside you reflects the opponents mind."


-Moriji Mochida

it's only $2 (not inclusive of the jars) for half a kilo! my.

evisu genes



and the rest are from fusionapparel. it's a damn shame that their website is down.





they are all jeans. but personally i prefer berms. =)

useless med

There are, always, two sides to every story, you know.

I felt good times come
I thought they'd stay
things are done and become what may
angels came but they left today
and I let you slip away


listen now


I want you to know
I never would have figured out that when you came then it could have been forever
Now it's bringing me down



feels like I'm sinking in the dead sea






It's like it's over even before it begun

very very bad luck.

I was leaning on a railing. Then I reached for my wallet. There was chewing gum stuck to my berms. At first I felt disgusted. But somehow I reached for it and scrapped it all out without much thought. Took quite a damn while.



Then skating. Speed skating home. Adrenaline rush. There were people. I couldn't stop. Lunged for the grass. Was hoping I could make a transition (like I used to be able to) from grass to pavement real fast. Couldn't. Slammed into drain covers (those horizontal steel columns).

Judo saves. or at least it minimizes injuries from falls.

My left palm went down first. The skin on my middle finger got peeled halfway and the flap went the other direction.

I made a side roll and my right elbow took the next hit. Two major lacerations. I can't even see the skin. Major bruising and swelling on adjacent areas.

Air was knocked the hell out of me and I was on my back like some mofo.

Right now my jaws and neck feel kinda cranky too.

Oh anyway my body took some impact too. I thought I broke my ribs.

Thank god for my boobs.

I am very very very lost.


Right now I'm looking through the older posts to get a drift of what has happened and is happening. I actually went over to my blog at diaryland earlier on.


I'm getting a super headache now and I'm feeling nauseous. I think I've got this utter look of confusion. I am!


I hope this com will NEVER die coz I'm actually relying on the saved passwords. There are ALOT of things written and saved as drafts on this blog and there are many people I think I may know of on MSN.


help!!

Know that it's always too late and things will never happen the way you want it.

If you've tried hard and failed - sorry, you are really useless. Just shoot yourself and die. You are wasting air. Your best simply isn't even good enough.

Do you really think that you can compensate for ineptitude by doubling your efforts?

Have you ever realized that perhaps you were never destined to be someone great, or perhaps, somebody at all?






Be surrounded by the despair that is real and has always been there.

my cousin has got a kitten! an orange with grey eyes. (damn. pity I don't have a cameraphone these days) it's rather fun other than the fact that it likes to bite people's toes. and mind you it does have teeth already.

it's also heart wrenching to see it run after you when you try to leave it alone in the house.

I'm finally PES E9L9.

However, they will review me again just before I ORD/ROD (depending on the outcome of the review). I'll probably push for a permanent status.

Just wondering if it will have any implications in the future.



Can't wait to burn the uniform anyway.

There's this insatiable need to chuck out things.

I kept throwing out things. And more things. Frantically trying to find some order in this pseudo-mess that I perceive myself to be in.


I stopped bringing along my bag to camp. (Only did if I had to bring home stuff to wash or some fresh supplies.) I no longer bring umbrella. Street directory. Medical documents. Comb. Tissue paper. Swiss knife. Spare battery. Thumb drive. Reading materials. I even changed my spectacles case from aluminium to plastic. And downsized my ventolin.


And even so, I'm still trying to lighten up as much as possible.


In fact, this morning, I took out most of the stuff in my wallet. I took out my green IC, 4 privilege cards, 2 bank cards, blood transfusion card, library card, 2 card protectors; leaving me with 1 ATM card, ez-link card and driving licence.




I still feel extremely burdened.



It used to be oh-i'm-so-strong and what's that going to do to me?-kinda attitude. I don't mind the extra load(mental and physical). I don't mind.


And now I really really do feel the strain.

Sometimes you feel so grouchy and your face bunch up like underwear between your crack.


You get tired of everything.


People seem retarded. Most of them. Almost all.



Life is such a liability. Troublesome shit. Like having a girlfriend. Just that in this case you are your own girlfriend.




Show me this, and

I'll go, "Fuck, why the trouble?"




I don't really care how you did it. How you suffered. How you fought. Dissed. Sorry. The final product doesn't impress me.


Skeptic. Cynic. Pessimist.



I wonder if I can ever be happy.

pneumothorax?

i keep getting sudden pain in the left lung. been like this for quite some time already. actually i have no idea when's the onset.

maybe i'll have to downgrade for real if i were to collapse suddenly.

That was very nice, very kind of you.


Thank you.







Would anyone believe that love for one's friends can be that plain and pure?

If you've read the papers today (010607), frontpage of 'Home', you'll know what I'm talking about.


There were so many people. Sadly many familiar faces I couldn't put names to.


So his brother said,"

You guys must be from Ri. Come.

-led to the coffin-

He's just like you all - he's twenty years old. He has alot of things he has yet to do and accomplish.

I'm quite sure he would want you guys will go live out your dreams on his behalf. Please take care of yourself, your friends, and when you pray, please remember him.

"


Took a last look at him. He's lying there. Like a mannequin. I must say I'm rather dumbfounded. Seems that reality has yet to sink in. It's so surreal.



This is really horrid. Parents should never have to bury their children. Never.